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At this time, the sky was dark, the surroundings were dim, only a little light passed in the distance, I saw the two figures at the door, the one on the left, tall, dressed in a white shirt, pale, wearing the kind of high hat on his head when he criticized the fight a few years ago, with the book "Fortune at first sight", his mouth was tightly pursed, but the corners of his lips were upturned, and a mysterious and strange smile appeared; The one on the right, short and chubby, dressed in black, so black that you can barely see the face, and the same high hat is the four big characters "The world is peaceful".

My gaze then fell to their hands, the one dressed in white had a white mourning stick in his hand, and the black one was holding a string of shackles.

The chains seemed to be black iron locks one after the other, but they dragged on the ground without a sound.

Not only was there no sound, but the sounds around me seemed to disappear in an instant, and I felt as if I was completely separated from the world as soon as I entered this dead-end alley. When I really looked at the two faces blocked at the mouth of the alley, I was so stiff that I couldn't even take a step - oh my God, who are these? Look at their dress, isn't it exactly the same as the two black and white impermanence gods who came to the yang world to ask for their lives after death?

What kind of shit luck did I, Chen Erdan, meet such two people?

I was staring at the four eyes in the shadows for a few seconds of stiffness, and instinctively I could feel them—oh, no, they weren't passing by, they were coming to detain me. This judgment made me feel so excited that I didn't think much about it, and I turned around and ran wildly towards the dead end. This run, I believe it should be my own potential, all the qiē, in the face of the threat of death, so I rushed to the front in an instant, kicked my legs at the end of the road, and jumped towards the wall of the dead end.

This wall, more than two and a half meters, was already a moat for me when I was young, but when I didn't know what was going on, I jumped up and grabbed the weeds on the wall with both hands.

I grabbed something with both hands, and I felt as if I had hope, and I struggled to grasp the weeds on the wall, hoping to turn over and avoid the attention of the two masters behind me. The more frightened I became, the more I couldn't help but look back, and see that the two figures were already whistling and rushing towards my feet, but the weed I was holding on to seemed to be not very forced, and moved wildly. This made me tremble to the extreme, the more I wanted to turn up, the more I couldn't stand the force, I couldn't help but glance at it, and I was shocked to see that what I was holding with both hands, where was the weeds on the wall, it was clearly a handful of black long.

And at the end of this long length, there was a lifeless woman's face, with those wooden eyes staring at me deadly, and when I looked up, it smiled politely at me.

This smile made me fall into despair, and with a subconscious tug, the head fell down with me, falling directly from the wall, just hitting the ground on my back, a sharp pain, and the world was dark, and I felt a huge force stepping on my back. I was also breathing a sigh of relief, and subconsciously rolled on the spot, looking up in the midst of a sharp tumbling, and saw that the black and white impermanence I thought was that the two Yin Gods had rushed in front of me, waving the mourning stick and soul chain in their hands, ready to arrest me.

The other party is menacing, but it makes me feel that something is wrong, thinking that I am not a yin ghost, even if the other party is a yin god, there is no way to take me.

In this case, look at their posture, is it pretended?

Thinking about it like this, I also had a little courage, and used the next three-way play style I learned in Wushan Training School back then, rolling and climbing, and kicked towards the "white impermanence" who looked at the next game the most unstable. The so-called lower three roads, that is, below the abdomen, crotch, and legs, belong to the more ferocious roads in the fighting, especially the crotch, this for a man, once he is hit hard, he may faint or die, has always been despised by the righteous people, but what we learn is all military skills, practical tricks, and with my height is not very tall, so this kind of attack, but also fierce.

As soon as I came up, I went straight to the crotch, cut off the feet of my grandchildren, and the monkey stole the peach technique, which was called an endless process, but the "white impermanence" was really a little unbearable, and I retreated again and again.

His appearance like this made me feel a lot of courage. You know, if the other party is the Yin God, where will he step on my murderous move, and directly wave his hand, the mourning stick will hit me, and the soul will leave the body, and then use the chain to bundle it and drag it away. If he avoids it, it means that he is weak-hearted and is just pretending to be a ghost. However, I guessed the result correctly, but I ignored the process, and was able to quietly introduce me into the urn, and render such an atmosphere so eerie and terrifying, how can I, a boy who has just learned a few hands and three-legged cat kung fu, be able to compare?

So, in the midst of a strong attack of the tailwind, I suddenly smelled a trace of fishy sweetness in my nose, and subconsciously wanted to hold my breath, but my legs went weak and fell to the ground.

At the last moment of my consciousness, I saw the pitch-black Humpty Dumpty next to me twisting the lid of a porcelain vase, and I didn't know whether it was opening or closing, but I could feel the fishy sweet smell, which happened to be wafting out of the porcelain vase, and vaguely, I also felt that the color seemed to be a piece of pink, like a peach blossom miasma. After I passed out, everything was over, and when I regained consciousness again, I was splashed from my head to my heel by a bucket of cold water, at that time, but a few days before the Spring Festival, everyone was waiting for the holiday, and it was too cold to go out and wear a cotton coat, but the cold water poured down from my head, and I woke up suddenly.

When I woke up, my first feeling was cold, it was really fucking cold, and then I realized that I had been tied up with a rope that was so strong that the rope was even deep in my flesh, and when I moved a little, I felt a hot pain.

The pain quickened my will, and when I opened my eyes, I saw a kerosene lamp that was not bright, and an ugly man with a large vitiligo on his face.

The room is not big, surrounded by walls, there is a dull atmosphere in the space, it seems that the air circulation is not smooth, I have been trained to tell me that this may be a basement, and I really don't know who this vitiligo is in front of me. But I don't know, the other party didn't intend to spare me, a bucket of water made me wake up completely, and then the second bucket of water, and poured directly on my body, this time I screamed directly, feeling the ice water go down the wound of the rope, the whole body was hot, and I was so sad that I couldn't do it.

When I was in pain, Vitiligo finally stopped thinking of the third bucket of water falling down, and instead dragged a bamboo stool with a backrest to sit down, and said leisurely: "Do you know why we arrested you?" ”

This is a very domineering question, I don't even know who this grandson is, so I went home in a good way, and I robbed it here by pretending to be a ghost, and I was still wronged. But the hero doesn't suffer the loss in front of him, I am used to pretending to be a grandson, not bad this time, so I shook my head and said I don't know, the vitiligo suddenly stood up, rushed to me, stepped on my head, and scolded viciously: "I don't know? What good things have you done yourself that you really don't know? Do you want me to help you recall? ”

As I spoke, I suddenly heard the sound of a leather whip exploding in the air, a crisp sound, but terrifying movement, and in the next second, it landed on me.

Slap, slap, slap......

The whip quickly left countless hot blood marks on my body, and my irrepressible screams became a compliment to vitiligo, and he pumped hysterically for a while, he seemed to be tired, and finally stopped, and then gasped and said: "There are not many people who dare to go against our Jiyun Society, boy, you have a kind." I can see that you are not very old, and this matter actually has nothing to do with you, so I will ask you a word, where is the sword made by Yang Congshun? ”

The other party has a fierce quality to the extreme, obviously no stranger to the work of killing, and the questions he raised after some torture were not unexpected to me.

In the time since I woke up, I have been thinking about this matter, in fact, before that, Liu Laosan had already mentioned me, saying that someone had spread the news that I killed Yang Dazi, and someone would seek revenge on me; Since others still know about this, they must also know that the sword, and finally fell into the hands of Liu Laosan, that guy only showed up after a month, and as soon as he appeared, I suffered a disaster, maybe it was calculated by that guy. Thinking like this, my heart was on fire, but I knew that if I let go, it would not end well, so I kept my mouth and did not show my bottom.

In this case, this matter is a bargaining chip, and I can't just admit defeat and succumb to torture, maybe I'll die sooner.

Sure enough, I guessed correctly, when I was smoked to the point of dying, and still didn't speak, the vitiligo finally stopped, grunted in his mouth, and then spit a mouthful of thick phlegm on my body and left here. I was lying in a puddle of cold water, covered in bruises, angry and hateful in my heart, and for a while I thought about whether I was cheated by Liu Laosan, that kid might use me as bait to lead out the ferocity of Jiyun Society, and for a while, I expected Liu Laosan or the people of our unit to descend from heaven and save me from fire and water.

But there was nothing, and I was like a dead dog that no one cared about, lying there waiting to die.

I was tied tightly, I couldn't move at all, first it was cold, and after a while, I began to be dazed, but at this time, suddenly a gust of fragrant wind came into my nose, and I heard a familiar voice sound: "Chen Erdan, it seems that we are going to be together again, the Spring Festival?" ”