Chapter Seventy-Three: Playing with Wang Fan (Part 1)

Wang Fan! As soon as he heard the voice, Wang Shaoyi immediately judged that its owner was Wang Fan, who had been to the Narcissus Temple before.

He was shocked in his heart, how could Wang Fan be here?

The gust of yin wind behind him was chasing after him at this time, and he gritted his teeth, regardless of his three-seven-twenty-one, as if he didn't see it, and continued to rush forward.

"Stranger, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Wang Fan's voice continued to come, and as soon as the words fell, two beams of red light suddenly appeared around him, like the color of blood red, like two lasers shooting straight forward, extremely weird.

When Wang Shaoyi saw the red mang, his face changed, he braked suddenly, and the soles of his shoes made a "hoo" friction sound, and he drew a distance of more than one meter before stopping.

He stood still and looked at the red mang, wasn't this the ghost zongzi he had seen that day? As soon as he was stunned, two beams of red light suddenly lit up behind him.

Don't think it's another one.

Without warning, he fell into a situation of flanking back and forth.

Wang Fan stood with his right hand, looking at Wang Shaoyi, who stopped in place and looked nervous, his eyes were full of cats and mice.

"Why are you here?" Wang Shaoyi unconsciously pinched the hilt of the sword and said with a vigilant expression.

"You're surprised, aren't you?" Wang Fan looked at Wang Shaoyi lightly, and said meaningfully, "To be honest, when you let people stare at me, for a moment I thought you would focus on tracking down Wang Weimin's death, but it wasn't until this afternoon that I found out that you really think differently from others." ”

As he finished speaking, he suddenly spilled a bunch of things forward.

Wang Shaoyi was startled, thinking it was a hidden weapon, dodging and wanting to dodge but did not dodge, he was hit by a few "pounces" on his body, he just secretly screamed badly, but immediately smelled a smell of garlic, looked down, and the white grains under the red mango were the glutinous rice and garlic that he had sprinkled on the side of the road before.

His eyes stared, and he secretly cursed himself for being careless, that thing was scattered by him on the side of the road, and he didn't expect Wang Fan's true identity before. If Wang Fan was a rice dumpling man, he would inevitably be aware of it, but he didn't expect this level to be too focused on that strange hole, and now he thought about it completely self-inflicted.

Wang Shaoyi looked up at Wang Fan, originally thought that this person was about the same age as him, and no matter how bad he was, he was at most obsessed with power and money, but he didn't expect that he had underestimated him from beginning to end.

Looking at the posture in front of him, these two ghost zongzi are the zongzi he raised, and most of the Wang Weimin was also drained alive by him, and in order to raise two things, like the two teenagers at noon, I don't know how many villagers have been sacrificed along the way.

Looking at Wang Fan's smug eyes, he suddenly felt relieved for no reason, if that was the case, the person in front of him was simply a scumbag, and he didn't have to worry about being too ruthless.

His eyes were as if he had thought of something, and suddenly threw the Iron Birch Sword to the ground and said, "I'll let you deal with it, and I also know that you will definitely not let me go, just ask you to give me a good time." ”

Wang Shaoyi's action finally made Wang Fan's sneering face change, and he paused for a while before squinting his eyes and saying in disbelief: "Are you sure?" ”

"Is it useful for me to resist?" Wang Shaoyi said self-deprecatingly.

"Haha, you are really a smart person~" Wang Fan said with a smile, laughed for a while and suddenly stopped and said coldly, "But don't think that I will let you go in this way, you almost hindered my plan, and people like you will definitely not be used by me, so you better die!" ”

After saying that, he was ready to do it.

"Wait!" Wang Shaoyi suddenly stretched out his right hand and shouted.

"How?" Wang Fan's brows furrowed, not because he was afraid that Wang Shaoyi would resist him, in this case, the probability of Wang Shaoyi's inventory might be less than a percentage point. But if he really resisted, the conversation between them before seemed a bit idiotic, which made him feel like he was being teased.

"I'm not trying to fool you." Wang Shaoyi saw Wang Fan's thoughts, and hurriedly added, "I just want to know what 'soul dumplings' are before I die." ”

Hearing the words "soul dumplings", Wang Fan's face changed suddenly, and the vitality in his whole body was lost, and he trembled violently as if he had been poked in the backbone.

"Couldn't I have fulfilled such a small wish before I died? Or do you think you're not sure you're going to kill me completely? Wang Shaoyi estimated that he was excited.

"Poof", Wang Fan suddenly laughed, as if he found out that he had done something funny, "You don't have to provoke me, but this 'soul dumpling' is useless if you know it." ”

"Oh? Why? I have a teacher, how can this thing be useless to me, even if it is enriched before death, it may not be a bad thing~" Wang Shaoyi said unrelentingly.

"It's useless!" Wang Fan became a little impatient, "Your so-called teacher inheritance is nothing more than the three veins of Taoism, Zhuge Family, and Feng Shui Master, and they are completely different from me. ”

Wang Shaoyi wanted to say more, but Wang Fan immediately shouted impatiently: "You person, I still have some pity for you, where does a person who wants to die come from so much nonsense!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't see him move, and the two ghost dumplings suddenly rushed towards Wang Shaoyi.

Wang Shaoyi also moved, but he completely ignored the two ghost zongzi, and turned around and ran out in the direction of the Immortal Temple.

He didn't run a few steps, his footsteps were forcibly stopped, and the red light flashed in front of him, and a ghost dumpling rushed towards him, and he stopped suddenly. But immediately, the ghost zongzi behind him also rushed over with two red rays.

In an instant, he was going to be made dumplings.

At this moment, Wang Shaoyi suddenly shook his hand coldly, and the Tie Birch Sword on the ground was suddenly attracted and flew in the direction of Wang Shaoyi, and the direction of the tip of the sword was the back of the ghost zongzi who came behind.

At this time, the Iron Birch Sword didn't know what magic was cast, and the sword body was red, exuding bursts of scorching heat.

The ghost zongzi was really different from the ordinary zongzi, and he felt the dangerous aura emanating from the Tie Birch Sword, and with a flexible vertical leap, he directly crossed the top of Wang Shaoyi's head and dodged the Tie Birch Sword.

"Smack~"

With a crisp sound, the Tie Birch Sword was re-held in Wang Shaoyi's hand, and he rushed towards Wang Fan without stopping for a second. The ghost zongzi had already jumped behind him, and there was nothing in front of him.

Distance, less than ten meters.

"You!" Wang Fan almost vomited blood, just now he glanced at it and found that the Tie Birch Sword was tied to a thin rope by Wang Shaoyi at some point, and the sword was also faintly printed with blood stains, presumably it was essence blood, and he was obviously put aside.

"I'm sorry, professional habits..."Wang Shaoyi rushed towards him with a wicked smile.

Wang Fan's face changed, he was not a good fighter, he didn't hesitate for a second and ran in the direction of Narcissus Village, as soon as he moved, the red light in the eyes of the two ghost dumplings suddenly disappeared.

There was a weird smile on the corner of Wang Shaoyi's mouth, and he didn't chase Wang Fan, but ran straight to the other side, shouting as he ran: "Young Master Fan~I won't come back~"

Wang Fan was running back, and when he heard Wang Shaoyi's shout, he stumbled and almost fell, braked suddenly, and scolded "" and turned around and chased in the direction of Wang Shaoyi.

As soon as he ran two steps, the red light in the eyes of the two ghost dumplings suddenly lit up again, and they chased him left and right towards another fork in the road.

Wang Shaoyi ran not far away, turned his head and saw the red rays that followed, and he was overjoyed, although it was a little thrilling, it still worked, and he hurriedly ran out with wind under his feet.

……

In the meadow.

Mr. Liao and Qiangzi hid in the tree, and after they set up the trap, Wang Shaoyi was ready to let Qiangzi go back, but the latter insisted on staying, so the two of them were squatting on the tree and waiting.

In their hands were two cotton ropes soaked in fire oil, which were the fuses.

The two of them waited on the tree all afternoon without seeing any movement, and gradually their eyelids began to fight a little. Especially Mr. Liao, he hasn't slept well in the past two days, if it weren't for Qiangzi who bothered him a few times from time to time, it is estimated that he would have gone to Mengdie.

"Brother Liao, look!" Just when Mr. Liao wanted to doze off again, Qiangzi shouted coldly.

Mr. Liao's body trembled, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a few red rays in the distance. His spirit suddenly became vibrant, and his mouth was also chanting: "Good girl, it can be regarded as coming~"

After Mr. Liao finished speaking, he instructed Qiangzi a few words, followed the rope that had been set up between the two trees in advance, and slid to a tree opposite after a while.

The two of them sorted out the things in their hands, and the distance between them was only ten or twenty meters, and their hearts suddenly rose to their throats.

……

Wang Fan chased after him, and slowly felt that something was wrong, and the road they were running on did not seem to be the way out of the village.

But Wang Shaoyi in front of him shouted a few words similar to something from time to time, "Young Master Fan, you can't catch me, you just can't catch me", "Young Master Fan, I'm going to tell someone about the soul dumplings", he couldn't get angry, and the intermittent teasing made him angry.

However, that strange feeling has always surrounded his heart, especially Wang Shaoyi's speed made him frightened for a while, he would put his hands on the ghost zongzi, but he still couldn't catch up.

The further down he chased, the hatred in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he couldn't wait to catch Wang Shaoyi, peel his skin, pull his tendons, and then tear him into pieces to feed his ghost dumplings.

Just thinking about it, he suddenly found that Wang Shaoyi in front of him stopped, not that he could see it, but Wang Shaoyi didn't know a big flashlight from **, which would be standing in an open space and stretching out his hand to greet him, and still shouting the words that made him vomit blood: "Master Fan, you can't catch up with me~"

Wang Fan's face was ruthless, as if he had made a decision, and his eyes suddenly closed.

As soon as he closed it, the two ghost dumplings on the side also closed their eyes, and the red rays that were originally scattered suddenly disappeared completely. (To be continued.) )