Chapter Thirty-Eight: Dark Mage? Killing chickens?

Although the melon woman snorted softly, the long veil that was originally wrapped around Ren Song and Sun Qiuhong began to tighten gradually, and the cowardly looked at the girl who fainted on the ground next to him and was worried about herself......

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"You...... You...... You! I didn't care about the blood foaming in my mouth, and looked at the little red girl opposite, and this coward said three times in a row, "You!" I don't know whether it's concern, nervousness or blame, I just heard him take a sip of the blood in his mouth and shook his head: "I told you not to come with me, stay at home, you have to come, it's okay now...... Does it hurt? ”

In the end, the complaints all turned into worries. This coward didn't realize that after walking around the little girl's dream, the girl's position in his heart became more and more important.

"It doesn't hurt!" Although her whole body was already in pain, Sun Qiuhong still squeezed out a smile......

"You don't hurt, I feel sorry!" Try her best to move her body to Xiaohongmei's side, let her lean on herself, glared at the little girl, Ren Song pretended to be angry, and said angrily, I must admit that the ability to distract and coax the girl with evil thoughts is not comparable to the good thoughts themselves.

Sure enough, the girl next to her heard this cowardly words, and her heart was indescribably sweet. Leaning lightly on him, the pain in his whole body seemed to have diminished a lot......

It's a pity that the two of them only cared about each other, and they didn't notice that the long veil on their bodies had already stopped being restricted.

"There's a broken bone stuck in my heart, and it's strange if it doesn't hurt!" There was a duck-like cry from Aunt Jin's grandmother behind him, Ren Song and Sun Qiuhong were both in the same place, and the two turned their heads to look, but saw that the old woman was standing behind them at some point.

"Ahh Wife, are you awake? Ignoring the blood foaming from his mouth, Ren Song asked in surprise: "Why are we still dream......ing?" Before he finished speaking, everything in front of him began to crumble, the long veil on his body, the melon woman next to him, and the huge cave...... But in an instant, everything was reduced to pieces...... Vaguely, Ren Song saw a red light passing through the sky, and when he looked at it again, there was nothing......

The next moment, they reappeared in the courtyard of the Holy Water Temple......

"Amitabha!" A familiar Buddha horn sounded behind him, it was the Venerable Jueming, but he heard the old monk continue to ask: "Master Ren, how could you two be so badly injured!" Before the words fell, a white light shone on him and Xiaohongmei.

Under the light of the soft and warm light, the coward's whole body was very comfortable, and he was just lazily trying to sleep, and just yawned, but he heard Aunt Jin shouting: "You can't get up after all the injuries are healed, and you pretend to be dead on the ground?" ”

Hearing this, the cowardly opened his eyes again, turned his head to look at the little red girl who was leaning on him, but the little girl was also looking at herself with a pair of big eyes, the two looked at each other and smiled, and stood up from the ground.

Ren Song turned around and was about to say thank you to Venerable Jueming, but when he saw the dead man in glasses beside the old monk, he couldn't help but be surprised! Hurriedly stepped forward to check, and it was exactly the same as the death of the mustache. The same cervical vertebrae are twisted, the neck is also opened, and there is not a drop of blood. This...... Seeing this situation, Ren Song, who was even more puzzled in his heart, hurriedly asked Venerable Jueming, who was inspecting his injuries on the side, "He ...... When did you die? ”

"Alas...... Good...... Wonderful! The old monk sighed, but replied: "At the moment when he came back from the dream, when the dream collapsed, Lord An Shi was still asking the old man how to cultivate the Buddha, and when he came back, he had fallen here......" Speaking of this, Venerable Jueming seemed to be a little puzzled, pondered for a while, and then asked Ren Song: "Lord Ren, when the dream is shattered, can you see the light flashing?" ”

"Golden-red? Did you see that too? Ren Song was shocked when he heard this, and asked.

"Exactly, it's by my side!" The old monk replied solemnly: "It seems that it is not an illusion, but I am afraid that the cause of the death of this Lord Anshi must be related to that light......

Hearing Venerable Ming say this, Ren Song also faintly felt that the light did not seem to be simple. looked down at the body of the man with glasses, and sighed helplessly: "His surname is An?" But I don't know what it's called, two people died at once, and when we get out of the Holy Water Temple, we will be in big trouble! ”

"My Buddha is merciful, the full name of this donor is the dark mage, and there is no dark surname in the compound surname, so the old man called him the dark donor!" The old monk clasped his hands together and said with a serene face. However, the words he said made the cowards on the other side almost laugh out loud.

"Dark ...... Black Mage? Ha ha! That's a weird name! Finally, despite a lot of trouble, Ren Song couldn't help but want to laugh when he heard this name and the title of the secret benefactor......

Seeing that he was laughing so obscenely, Venerable Jueming on the other side thought that he must have made a mistake, his brows twitched slightly, but before he could speak, Aunt Jin next to him had already shouted: "What are you laughing at!" Haven't you heard of happiness and sorrow...... Doll! I advise you to think about how to calm the troubles of the dead, it has nothing to do with us! ”

"Gah!" Just like a rooster that suddenly crowed on fire, Ren Song's laughter was all stuck in his stomach, and he only thought at this time that people Jueming Venerable and Aunt Jin were all gods, and the dead man couldn't find him on his two heads anyway, it seemed that he was in big trouble!

"Brother Ren Song!" The cry of the little red girl behind her temporarily interrupted the troubles of this coward, and when she looked back, she saw that the little girl had stood behind her for some time.

After going through so many things, the girl is no longer afraid of the dead, standing behind Ren Song at this time, pointing to the corpse of the man with glasses on the ground and saying, "The way he looks now, it's so strange!" Some...... Some of it is like when you kill chickens......"

"Huh?" Ren Song was stunned when he heard this, he didn't pay attention to it just now, and when he looked at the death of the man with glasses at this time, it was really a bit like! Looking back at the corpse of the mustache on the steps, the coward couldn't help but say, "Could it be that the two of them were slaughtered as chickens?" ”

"Amitabha! Sin...... Sin! Venerable Jueming on the side shook his head again and again when he heard this. Then he spoke: "Ren donor, the deceased is gone, don't talk more, let's leave this place quickly, now...... Whose dreams should I go to? ”

"Ugh!" Seeing that the old monk changed the topic again, Ren Song first paused, and then recalled Fang Fang slightly: "It should be this dark mage and that mustache in the back, and then it was a family of three, and then Xiao Tiantian and the cousin of the Zhang family, followed by ......" He looked at the steps as he spoke, and finally suddenly said: "Huh! Didn't the fat aunt wake up, why didn't you see her just now? ”

(To be continued.) )