Chinese Chen Keke is not dead, this old lady is not dead, there is a little boy who doesn't know the details of the door, plus Lubanmen, who is eyeing me, this time it is really auspicious.

Seriously calculated, the initiator of this situation is Shi Sanqiang, and it can be summed up as a bloody case caused by a cold forest altar.

For the sake of that cold forest altar, there are two murderous mansions, and there is the current predicament. The first murder house was in Hongqi Village, which was completely different from what was expected, there was a case within a case, and in the end, there was a jade burn.

The second murderous mansion is on the opposite door, and until now, I still don't understand what the little boy is about.

From the beginning to the present, Shi Sanqiang's only help to me is the sword in his hand, and other than that, there is nothing.

Looking back, he seemed to have known that this was going to happen, and then he hid early, and instead of wading into the troubled waters, he got me in.

"What is our Lubanmen most famous for, do you know?" The old lady and I looked at each other, but behind me came a familiar low voice that I had heard in the underworld.

"I don't know!" I didn't look back, still looking at the old lady who took flowers, she grinned at me, tied a knot at the end of the thread, and walked towards the Jinhua community with trembling little feet.

"It's a machine!" Behind him, the man spoke again, explaining in a slow tone

"The lowest organ people, mainly organs, do not know how to change, they are just a wind-up toy; Medium-sized machine people, with a touch of spirituality, can handle some things simply, and can be regarded as some of the current intelligent machines; The high-level organ people, the same as human beings, know the truth, and know how to advance and retreat! Speaking of which, he paused and asked

"Do you know how the highest authorities make it?"

"I don't know!" I turned around and shook my head. The man stood at the door of the master bedroom, looking at me with a fiery gaze, the same middle-aged man I had met in the underworld, just as I had expected.

"Introduce yourself, contemptible Gao Dewei, one of the four great craftsmen of Lubanmen!" Seeing that I was looking at him, he took a step forward, faced me head-on, straightened his clothes, had plastic surgery, cleared his throat, and solemnly introduced himself.

"Hmm!" I wondered, what the hell is this guy up to? If you want to kill me, you can come clearly, there is no need to engage in these vain things, he also introduced himself.

"Curious, isn't it?" He asked with a smile.

"Curious indeed!" I nodded and asked

"Did you all ink like this before you Lubanmen killed people?"

"No!" He shook his head and said

"You're different from them!"

"What's the difference?" I became more and more curious. Gao Liu said before leaving, three of the four great craftsmen of Lubanmen came, and this should be one of them, looking at his appearance, he knew that the other two masters had left.

At this time, the most important thing is the City God Seal, Gao Dewei stayed for me, what is there on me that he covets?

"Lubanmen has been inherited for more than 2,000 years, and according to records, there are only thirteen high-level organs!" Gao Dewei didn't answer positively, and pulled back the so-called agency people.

"With so much, you don't want to tell me that I'm related to the so-called high-ranking people, right?" I'll react to it, and since the beginning of the fight, the people who are talking about it are the so-called agency people.

"That's right!" He nodded and said

"Low-level organists can make it as long as they collect all the materials, intermediate-level organists are just a little special in the materials, and high-level organists are more demanding, and what they need is the soul!" The more he talked about it, the more hot his eyes became, and I immediately understood that this thing had taken a fancy to my soul and wanted to pump my soul to drum up his so-called high-ranking people.

"Your soul is special, and it's the best material for making high-level machine people!" Sure enough, his next sentence directly stated the purpose.

"Come, tell me what's so special about my soul?" I laughed, I want to hear what he can say!

"I don't want his soul, I just want his flesh and blood!" Without waiting for Gao Dewei to speak, the door creaked open, and the old woman walked in on tiptoe, stretched out her thin palm, pointed to her thin body and said

"If you don't make up some flesh and blood, the old woman will die!" After the old woman finished speaking, she looked sideways at Gao Dewei and asked

"I don't want it for nothing, how about I help you peel the skin?"

"Good!" Gao Dewei took a deep look at the old woman who patted the flowers, nodded, and agreed.

"I don't want anything else, I want his eyebrows!" Another voice rang out, this time from the kitchen.

As soon as the words fell, the kitchen door opened silently, and a kind old lady walked out slowly.

"Old immortal!" The old lady pouted and said hello.

"Chen Daxian!" Gao Dewei also said hello. The old lady nodded with a smile, and after taking two steps forward, she looked at me carefully and nodded with satisfaction

"What a seedling, I don't think anything about it when I see the soul, this body is really good!"

"yes!" The old lady grinned and pointed at me

"Just this flesh, I have eaten a lot of boys and girls!"

"Then it's decided, I only need my eyebrows, and the rest will be distributed between you two!" The old lady known as Chen Daxian nodded with satisfaction and stretched out her hand to compare with me.

"Huh!" I laughed angrily, and the three of them divided me in a few words, but they didn't ask my opinion.

I reached out and flicked my sword, let out a buzz, and asked

"Have you asked about my sword?"

"Don't ask, you're dead today!" Gao Dewei took a step forward and said

"Today I should have burned incense to clean my hands, but the conditions did not allow it, for the time being, I can only do this, when the organ is made, I will definitely pay tribute to the ancestor and pray to the patriarch!"

"Knock knock!" There was a sudden knock on the door, and then there was a creak of the door opening, and a little head poked in, and it was the little boy next door.

He glanced over and said weakly

"Can you be lighter when you kill my brother, I'm afraid he will hurt!" I laughed, there were really all kinds of ghosts, snakes, and gods appeared, and they all got together one by one.

Seeing the little boy, the eyes of the three shrank at the same time, and their faces changed slightly, but after hearing the request, they breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time.

Judging from their expressions, they were very jealous, even a little afraid, of this little boy, which made me even more curious, what is his identity?

"Okay!" The three of them spoke up almost at the same time and agreed to his request.

"Okay, I'll supervise, if my brother screams in pain for a while, I won't agree!" The little boy said with a serious face.

After saying that, he walked in with a human head in his arms, closed the door, and then used the human head as a stool, and sat down at the door, staring at me with a pair of big eyes flickering.

"Huh!" The old lady was the most embarrassed, she was closest to the door, and after the little boy sat down, she quietly took two steps forward on tiptoe, out of the scope of the entrance, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Gao Dewei's face was gloomy, and after taking a deep look at the little boy, he turned his gaze on me.

"Before I do it, let me ask a question!" I spoke.

"You say!" Gao Dewei slowly spit out two words, took out a small wooden horse like a trick, and threw it on the ground.

"What's so special about my soul?" I asked.

"Your soul can carry thunder!" He took a step forward, and said after throwing another ghost-faced puppet in his hand, he threw it on the ground

"The most critical material for making high-level machine people is lightning strike wood, ordinary souls can't carry it at all, now that everything is clear, you can die!" As soon as he finished speaking, he took another step forward, and with an extra wooden knife in his hand, he threw it forward, landing right in front of me.

The old lady also untied the flower towel on her head at this time, which was still stained with her blood. The old lady known as Chen Daxian paused for the crutch in her hand, and the temperature in the room instantly dropped.

As soon as the roots of my teeth moved, I was about to bite the tip of my tongue, and the so-called exhaustive dagger is talking about my current situation.

"I don't want anything else, I want his heart, I haven't eaten it for a long time, I'm hungry, meow!" Just then, a voice rang out behind me.

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