Chapter 1189: Shang Zhuangyuan

When I saw the white-haired old man actually open his eyes and raise his eyes, I couldn't help but tremble in horror, and I took a step back in fright, and my body hit those bamboo beams. Surprised: "Are you still alive?" ”

The white-haired old man did not speak. He slowly sat up from the ground, then hugged me and hugged my hand as if to thank me secretly.

I stretched out my hand and held him up.

The white-haired old man slowly stretched out his right hand and pointed to the ground below him with his fingers, and then he slowly closed his eyes and raised his eyes.

I fixed my mind and called softly, "Old man? ”

The white-haired old man didn't move again. And his body was rapidly drying up. Very when, his originally fat body became bent and covered with bones. A few minutes later. Even the flesh and skin are cracked.

I looked up and saw that it was getting dark. At least the sunlight is no longer visible. And those people outside are also bent and a little unrecognizable.

"No, you can't stay in this place for long." I quickly got up and hurried outside.

Unexpectedly, when I reached out to grasp the flexible bamboo beams again, they became as fragile as the dead bamboos outside. Catch it and break it. I tried to lift it twice, but instead of climbing out, I fell to the ground.

Mr. Lu shouted above: "Zhao Mang, don't rush up first, you take off your clothes and wrap Mr. Xue's body." A piece on the back. ”

I scolded: "Fuck you, it's convenient for you to move your mouth, why don't you come down and carry people?" ”

Mr. Lu doesn't talk nonsense with me either. He drove the girl to pick up clods of soil on it, and threw it at my head in a miscellaneous manner: "Zhao Mang, if you don't secretly carry Mr. Xue's body on your back, I have the ability to make you unable to come up." If you don't believe me, try it, and in a while I'll replace the clod of dirt with stone and make your head bleed. ”

I have seen Mr. Lui's damage many times. I've only known him for a few days, and I don't remember how many times he's been lifted. Now I am vigilant and recognize his true colors. However, this old man is also more and more reluctant to lift his arms, and he is blatantly calculating me.

I was angry and bruised on my head: "The surname is Lu, Lao Tzu has endured you for a long time, since you want to die, okay, I will fulfill you in a while." ”

I took off my clothes in a huff. Spread on the ground. Then carefully move the body of the white-haired old man.

Unexpectedly, my hand had just touched his body. And the flesh of his body was reduced to splinters, and he was scattered on the ground. There was only one skeleton left in front of me.

I sighed and said, "It's not a good move to leave bones." Come on. ”

I put the bones on top of my coat. At this time, I didn't care about bending the order, just secretly piled it together, and then tied it up and carried it on my back.

It's easy to say, but when I do it secretly, it really scares me enough. The bones were light, like the bamboo knots scattered around me. I'll take them and take them around. Hands trembling uncontrollably.

I was about to climb up from the edge of the pit. Suddenly, the last action of the old man flashed unconsciously in his mind. Blood.

He held out his fingers and pointed to the ground. What does this mean by darkness? Is it secretly hinting to me, is there something down there?

When I thought about it, my heart suddenly came alive. This old gentleman was a secret general during his lifetime, and it is not an exaggeration to have any treasures to accompany the funeral. What he meant just now was that he secretly wanted to give me some reward.

I rubbed my hands together, "Don't be in vain." I belong to the labor bend, and I shouldn't rob the tomb. ”

Thinking of this, I bent down and reached out to dig the dirt under my feet.

The soil has been soaked with reddish blood. I endured my nausea for a moment. Suddenly, his fingers touched a hard Jiaoxi.

I was overjoyed in my heart, and carefully took this out. A dark knife, the cold light is shining, buried in the ground for so many years, and there is no sign of damage.

Needless to say, this Jiaoxi must be a dark baby. I rubbed it once, then I took the knife, and I dug and lifted it twice, and there was nothing else.

Seeing that it was getting late, I carried the old man's bones on my back and carried a large knife and ran up along the pit wall at a high speed.

When I got to the ground, I breathed a sigh of relief. Stretched out his hand and handed the remains behind him to Aunt Xue, who was waiting beside her.

I looked at them with some dissatisfaction and said, "I was down there just now, why don't you go down to help me?" ”

Xue Qian said with some shame: "I wanted to go down just now, but the secret old way didn't let me go." What do you say, my ancestors have designated you to go, and if we rush in to win the fruit, I am afraid that it will make the ancestors unhappy. In that case, it's a bit of a bend to the loss. ”

I squinted at Mr. Lu: "How is it?" What did you say by the dark? ”

Mr. Lu didn't answer my words, but his eyes fell on the big knife in my hand: "This is a secret friendship." What do you think? Bend down to babe lifted? ”

I nodded, "Dark baby." I hate you down there, and I hate you for being straight, and guess what? As soon as I stretched out my hand, I felt for a knife. ”

With that, I jumped up, raised my knife and slashed at Mr. Lu.

According to my plan, Mr. Lu would scare and hold his head and run away, and then I would knock him down and beat him up.

As a result, Mr. Lu didn't move, and looked at me with a smile.

The big knife in my hand swung in front of his eyes, and he only bent and stopped to raise it.

Mr. Lu smiled: "How is it?" Can't cut it down? This knife also secretly scares and scares people, do you think you really have the guts to cut me into a blood gourd? ”

I was provoked by his words, and my temper suddenly came up: "This old man doesn't know how to destroy, that's okay, I'll give you some blood." ”

When Mr. Lu saw that I was coming, he hurriedly waved his hand and begged for mercy, and said, "Zhao Mang, you can't do this, I just stopped Xue Qian from going down, so I secretly bent you to this treasure." ”

I put down the big knife in my hand and asked with a smile, "Really?" ”

Mr. Lu nodded again and again: "Really, absolutely darkly." ”

At this time, a voice behind him said, "Old Dao, it turns out that you are secretly stopping me because of this." ”

Mr. Lu turned his head anxiously, looked at Xue Qian and said, "I don't mean that secretly, I secretly ......."

Xue Qianna listened to his explanation, and rushed over to beat the woman. I threw the knife on the ground and took the opportunity to raise a few hands.

Mr. Lu howled vigorously: "I have injuries on my body, and I have injuries ......"

Xue Qian and I also knew that his body was secretly strong and strong, so we lifted him up a little bit.

Mr. Lu sat on the ground with his head on his head and said vigorously, "You two have no conscience." The old way is lifted, and it will never be lifted again. No matter how much you ask me to die early, I will not do it. ”

I waved my hand: "Don't fart." How could I ask you to die sooner? As long as you don't harm me, I'll be safe. ”

Mr. Lu snorted twice without smiling: "Zhao Mang, I have already shown you Xiangju." Do you want to be safe? Hey, it's hard to lift. You burn incense and worship the Buddha, begging God to bless me with a smooth trip, otherwise, I will really die, but no one will be earlier than you. ”

I picked up the knife, slung it over my shoulder, and whispered, "What are you doing?" ”

Mr. Lu's gaze involuntarily fell on my knife again. It was already dark, and he didn't know how many times he had seen my knife lift.

I asked vigilantly, "Mr. Lu, how is it?" You want to take my sword? ”

Mr. Lu shook his head, and then asked solemnly: "Zhao Mang, I'm afraid your knife is not quite right." After so many years buried below, it is still dark and shining? ”

I waved my hand: "That's dark because of my dark sword." Don't scare me with all these godly babbling words. ”

Mr. Lu stared at my blade, looking a little hesitant: "The blades of military generals can't be collected at will, they have killed countless people on the battlefield, and this knife absorbs I don't know how much fierce energy." It's not good for you to go on for a long time. ”

When I heard Mr. Lu say this, I was also a little apprehensive: "Otherwise, I will sell this knife?" ”

Mr. Lu waved his hand: "Selling is not dark and will harm others?" What's more, if you dare to sell this stuff, someone will come to arrest you in two days. If I steal the fruit, I will destroy this knife as soon as possible. I'd rather kill the wrong one than let it go. ”

I looked at the big knife with some reluctance: "It's easy to bend a baby for so long, and it's a pity to destroy it like this, whether it's dark or not." And it doesn't have to be anything out of the ordinary. You just said that it is only possible to do it secretly. ”

Mr. Lu also nodded: "It's a bit of a pity. In this case, you can keep this knife for now, and if you find that something is wrong, destroy it immediately. I'll also help you take a look at this knife in the next two days to see if there's really something wrong with it. ”

I nodded and agreed.

Aunt Xue picked up the bones, put them on her back, and said, "The things here have been done, let's go." ”

After that, we went home the same way.

Aunt Xue placed the bones in the living room, lit incense and candles to worship, and seemed to secretly plan to pick a date, and then bury the ancestors.

During this time, I lived very comfortably, eating and drinking at Aunt Xue's house every day. Xue Qian and I both have a bit of a lack of learning and no skills, and we plan to spend time at home.

Aunt Xue urged the two of us to go out and find a serious job. Unexpectedly, Mr. Lu said: "Everyone has their own fate." The two of them are not in a hurry to find a job right now. Even if you can find it, it won't last long, and it's still dark. ”

I put my hands in my sleeves and said with interest, "Mr. Lu, do you see anything?" O prophet of the dark. ”

Mr. Lu looked like a master in the world: "Boy, when Lao Dao was not injured, he was very capable." The unpredictable prophet doesn't dare to say it, but secretly help you look at your luck, it's easy to steal. ”

I was about to snatch a few words from him when suddenly the phone rang. I saw a landline number, and I couldn't help but wonder: "These days, there are not many landlines that consume them." ”

I picked up the phone and asked, "Who?" ”

A girl's voice came from the other end: "Mr. Dark Zhao?" I am the little king of the dark district government. The Martyrs' Shrine has almost prepared. Tomorrow on the beam, this dark big day. The meaning of the government is dark, and you, as the central figure, must bend to. ”R832