Chen Xiang gritted his teeth and looked at Ju Zhichao, clenched his fist and released it, released his fist and clenched it again.

Chen Xiang's mood at the moment was extremely complicated.

Ju Zhichao was not afraid of a master like Chen Xiang at all, and still went his own way.

Ju Zhichao looked at Chen Xiang provocatively, and said disdainfully: "The dignified ghost emperor is so daring, it's really disgraceful!" ”

Hearing Ju Zhichao's words, Chen Xiang's clenched fists made a "snap" sound, and he was already extremely angry.

I heard the way from Ju Zhichao's words.

Ju Zhichao is just a two-mirror onmyoji, and it is impossible to see through Chen Xiang's strength.

But Ju Zhichao knows Chen Xiang's strength, so it can be seen that there must be an unfathomable person standing behind Ju Zhichao.

Chen Xiang also understood the truth, although he was angry to the extreme, he still didn't make a move in the end.

Chen Xiang gritted his teeth, glared at Ju Zhichao fiercely, and galloped away in the direction I came from.

Chen Xiang had just taken two steps when a person suddenly appeared not far in front of us.

The man was sitting on a small bench with his back to us, his head slightly bowed, his hands moving constantly, not knowing what he was doing.

The person was a middle-aged woman with shoulder-length women's hair ornaments.

I am very familiar with the back of a middle-aged woman, and when I see her, I think of the back of my adoptive mother sewing clothes in the middle of the night, and it is exactly the same as this back.

Chen Xiang stopped and looked at the middle-aged woman in a daze, his hands trembling and the corners of his eyes twitching.

I could feel and see that Chen Xiang seemed to be afraid of this middle-aged woman.

I can't see through the strength of this middle-aged woman, and Chen Xiang doesn't seem to be able to see through either.

Otherwise, Chen Xiang would not be afraid to be like this.

Chen Xiang bowed respectfully to the middle-aged woman, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Old man, why are you blocking my way?" ”

The middle-aged woman didn't seem to hear Chen Xiang's words, still with her back to us, busy with the work in hand.

Chen Xiang rolled his eyes, as if he had thought of something.

Chen Xiang put me down and said respectfully to the middle-aged woman: "Old man, do you want this kid, I will leave him for you!" ”

I was amazed.

Chen Xiang worked hard to arrest me, and now he released me because of the middle-aged woman in front of him?

Who is this middle-aged woman? It actually made Chen Xiang so scared.

I couldn't help but be curious about the identity of a middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman was still silent, and she didn't seem to hear Chen Xiang's words.

Chen Xiang's face turned pale with fright, his whole body trembled, and he said tremblingly: "Old man, what do you want?" ”

The middle-aged woman finally spoke, but what she said had nothing to do with me: "I have sewn human skin, ghost skin, and corpse skin in my life. Everything I do is to save lives. ”

The middle-aged woman changed her words: "However, I have also killed people, ghosts, and corpses, and that was as a last resort." ”

I was stunned to hear the words of the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman's voice was exactly the same as my adoptive mother's.

Could she be my adoptive mother, Mother-in-law?

That's right, not only does her voice look like it, but even her back looks like it, she is indeed my adoptive mother.

I didn't expect my adoptive mother to show up.

Chen Xiang looked at my adoptive mother in horror, and said in a trembling voice, "Are you the mother-in-law of the underworld?" My Chen family has no entanglement with you, why are you doing this? ”

Granny Yin sighed and said with some emotion: "Three thousand years ago, the ghost immortal Zhao Zhang once helped me, and I promised to help him three times. ”

Saying this, my adoptive mother raised her head with her back to us, not knowing where to look? It seems to be reminiscing about something.

After a while, my adoptive mother sighed and said, "For the first time, I helped Zhao Zhang stitch up Shu Yaman's body, which is now Su Xiaoxiao; Second ......"

Before the words of the Yin Lady were finished, Chen Xiang interrupted the Yin Lady: "Old man, don't say it again, please don't say it again." ”

I was surprised, why didn't Chen Xiang let my adoptive mother finish.

I was curious about what my adoptive mother was saying, and I wanted to hear what happened.

My adoptive mother turned a deaf ear to Chen Xiang's words, and continued to say with emotion: "The second time, I helped Zhao Zhang's body stitch up in this life. ”

Chen Xiang interrupted my adoptive mother's words again, covered his ears and almost roared: "Old man, don't say it again, I don't want to die!" I know that everyone who hears your words will die. ”

I see.

I didn't expect that my adoptive mother would like to tell people about the cause and effect when she killed someone.

My adoptive mother continued: "The third time, that is, this time, as long as I save Zhao Zhang, I will repay Zhao Zhang's love three thousand years ago. ”

With that, my adoptive mother stood up from the small bench, stretched her waist, and stretched her back.

When Chen Xiang saw my adoptive mother's movements, his face turned blue with fright, his lips turned pale, and his legs trembled incessantly.

Chen Xiang stepped back step by step, as if he wanted to run but was a little afraid to run.

I really can't understand how Chen Xiang could be afraid of being like this.

My adoptive mother turned her back to me and said to Chen Xiang faintly: "Did you hear that it was your business, did I say that it was my business?" ”

As soon as my adoptive mother's voice fell, I saw her arm shake slightly, and an embroidery needle flew from in front of her towards Chen Xiang.

The embroidery needle was as fast as lightning, and it flew in front of Chen Xiang in the blink of an eye.

The embroidery needle passed through Chen Xiang's left thumb and then through Chen Xiang's right thumb as if someone was manipulating it.

The embroidery needle passed through the index finger of Chen Xiang's right hand and then through the index finger of Chen Xiang's left hand.

In the blink of an eye, embroidery needles passed through the ten fingers on Chen Xiang's hands one after another, sewing Chen Xiang's hands together.

Chen Xiang clasped his hands together as if he were worshipping the Buddha.

Immediately afterwards, the embroidery needle passed through Chen Xiang's wrists, through Chen Xiang's arms, and through Chen Xiang's shoulders, sewing Chen Xiang's arms and shoulders together.

Chen Xiang's shoulders were folded together as if they had been dislocated, which was terrifying to watch.

Chen Xiang was in great pain, the facial features on his face were twisted together, he opened his mouth, and roared violently, screaming in all directions.

Embroidery needles flew up, sewing Chen Xiang's upper and lower lips together.

Although Chen Xiang was roaring violently, he couldn't make a sound.

The embroidery needle flew to Chen Xiang's feet, sewing Chen Xiang's feet together, and sewing Chen Xiang's legs together.

Chen Xiang's feet and legs were also folded and stitched together as if they were dislocated.

The embroidery needle came to Chen Xiang's waist and threaded the needle on Chen Xiang's left and right waist respectively.

Then, the embroidery needle threaded the needle on Chen Xiang's left and right chest.

Suddenly, the embroidery needle shook, and Chen Xiang's left and right waists and left and right breasts were folded and sewn together as if they were pulled by a silk thread.

At this moment, Chen Xiang's body from the neck down was all folded and stitched together.