After I finished making it convenient, I looked at the lounge on the second floor, which was brightly lit, and said to Ye Zixuan, "Go up to the second floor and sit for a while." ”

Ye Zixuan nodded, and we came to the lounge on the second floor. When I opened the door, I saw a person in the room.

He slowly looked up at us, and the moment he looked up, I couldn't help but be a little incredulous, wasn't this guy the same guy who had just slept in? How did he move so fast?

His face was very red, red as if he was about to bleed, and his eyes were like dead fish, which made me tremble for a moment, but I couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you sleeping underneath?" ”

As soon as my words fell, he began to change: his skin slowly cracked, and then blood seeped out, and at the same time as the skin cracked, his head slowly flattened: the white brain was like a tofu brain, mixed with red blood gushing out, and finally the whole head became meat sauce in front of us, simulating the process of being stamped by a stamping machine—and finally this meat sauce ran down his neck and then down his body like a stream of yellow pus born from a bad sore.

He just sat there and completed this series of difficult movements, as if he were acting in a 3D movie.

All this can be seen with the naked eye without the need for hands and eyes.

He has become a half-cut pile, and it turns out that the person who pressed it during the day turned out to be him.

It turned out that the worker brother in the toilet just now said that the squatting half pile was actually true.

"Since you are dead and have received reasonable compensation, why do you refuse to leave?" Ye Zixuan asked.

I silently recited the hands and eyes of the green lotus, and wanted to step forward and let him feel the light of the green lotus, so that he could be forced to cross and leave here. But Ye Zixuan stopped me and said, "It's useless for you to do this, he is not a soul, but a corpse." ”

"Corpses?" After listening to Ye Zixuan's words, my heart couldn't help but twitch, and I couldn't help but be a little afraid.

"He's a mutiny?"

Ye Zixuan said: "It's also not, it's not not, on the one hand, it may be that the press rushed down too fast, he didn't realize that he was dead, and continued to come to work; On the other hand, he knew that he was dead, but he was unwilling, so he came to the workshop again, but I think it should be the second type, because the first type is only suitable for dead people whose corpses are not mutilated. ”

Speaking of this, Ye Zixuan said to the half-cut pile: "You are dead, go where you should go, don't be nostalgic for the world." ”

Half of the pile sat up slowly, he didn't speak, or the person who had no head, couldn't speak at all, he didn't have ears, but he seemed to really understand Ye Zixuan's words, and walked in the direction of the door.

Ye Zixuan and I made way for him.

The first time I saw such a thing, my heart was like a rabbit, and my palms were full of sweat, but I still didn't forget to read the sword silently, so that he wouldn't suddenly give us a blow, and I could block it.

He walked like this.

The air was quiet in the room, and I watched him nervously, listening to my own rapid breathing and his slow footsteps.

He was about to walk out the door when he suddenly turned and lunged at us.

In fact, I was prepared, that is, standing behind Ye Zixuan, but his 180-degree turn, the grass fucking, still scared me.

Ye Zixuan was also on guard, and when he pounced, he grabbed a handful of cinnabar and sprinkled it on his neck.

For him, his neck is a scar the size of a bowl.

So the cinnabar was sprinkled on his neck, like salt from a man's wound, and the half-cut stake trembled and took a few steps back.

At the same time, Ye Zixuan took out a lightning talisman and came to him, stuck it on his neck, and said to him at the same time: "The one with a head is super, the one without a head is born, quickly leave the yang world, don't love the world." ”

I thought his twelve words were spells with talismans, but later I learned that they were not, but the words of persuasion.

After Ye Zixuan finished reciting, the talisman entered its body like a fish, along the neck of the half-cut pile.

The half-stake tried to reach out and pull out the talisman, but it slowed down a little and stopped at the neck.

Ye Zixuan then said to it: "I have placed a thunder charm in your body, if you can listen to what I just said, you still have a chance." ”

At this time, I couldn't help but feel a little strange, so I asked: "Brother Ye, this is just his corpse, he is reincarnated as a soul, why are you so polite to him?" ”

"If it's a corpse, there is no soul, but he is between the corpse and the non-corpse, and he is still in the union of soul and soul. If I trigger the Thunder Talisman, not only will his body shatter, but his soul will also fly away, and I want to give him a chance. ”

"It's really strange, if the captain of the machine himself fell for the evil spell and unintentionally crushed him to death, then what did the person who let him fall for the evil spell want? Is it a corpse of a half-pile, or a soul of a half-pile? But now it seems that none of them. I said.

Next, a scene that was both disgusting and surprising made me dare not look at it directly.

The half-cut reached out and grabbed himself from his neck, and slowly pulled out the talisman.

Seeing him like this, Ye Zixuan finally stretched out his sword finger and pointed at the talisman.

With a bang, the thunder charm exploded.

The exploding talisman was like explosives, emitting black smoke.

I secretly thought that this half pile should be finished, but I didn't expect that after the black smoke, half of the pile was still half of the pile.

But he didn't change, but began to grow hair on his body, like a quick shot of grass sprouting, quickly wearing his clothes, and soon like a headless monkey.

"He ......"

"Apparently he touched that dirt!" Ye Zixuan said: "Those two teleportation chains, dead dead, caught, now he should be the latest teleportation chain, but he is also inevitably the fate of death." ”

After he grew black hair, he became more violent, rushed out of the lounge, and then ran towards the production line workers.

Seeing this, Ye Zixuan hurriedly ran out and kicked him in the back.

Half of the stake was not planted, and the leaves fell to the ground, and then slashed at his back with a knife.

When the knife went down, it was like slashing into a steel plate, and the knife actually flashed sparks.

Ye Zixuan quickly ran to him again.

At this time, the fire of the heavenly eye on the knife had already ignited, and it slashed off the head fiercely.

In fact, it should be a neck split.

When I saw this, I picked up a two-foot-long cricket from the side and slammed it at his back.

Soon I felt Ye Zixuan's feelings, the big wrench hand smashed on his back, it was indeed like smashing on a steel plate, and the tiger's mouth was shaken and painful.

I threw away my wrench, and then silently recited the sword hand.

With the sword's hand and eye appearing, I stabbed him in the back with all my might.

Finally felt his hardness, and the sword in his hand and eye couldn't hurt him in the slightest, damn it, could this guy be made of gold and steel?

How could he be so strong?

Because his head was broken, he never wanted to die, and now that he knew that he was dead, he was resentful, and that kind of earth strengthened, like him......

Since swords can't do anything, I had an idea and looked at the stationary press.

Ye Zixuan also saw the stamping machine.

I said, "I'm going to drive it now, you stop it for the time being, don't let it rush into the crowd!" ”

With that, I ran to the press.

Who would have thought that the oil under his feet would slip, and at that time, he would be ordinary and fall firmly.

I'm, how do I get so much oil, I don't know how to save money, I'm damn it.

Although it hurts to fall, where can I take care of the pain at this time, after all, there is a steel plate half-cut pile in front of me that is not as good as a knife and gun, and its harm is much stronger than a fall.

It didn't matter if I fell, what mattered, I noticed that many hands were coming out of the oil on the ground.

This is a graveyard, and it's not strange to shoot out of the graveyard, but they came out at the right time.

If there was nothing to show up, the worker brother who was curious about us going to work just now ran over from the darkness: "Hey, you slipped?" ”

As he spoke, he was going to come and help me.

"Don't come here, I'll stand up on my own!" As I spoke, I silently recited the red lotus's hands and eyes, but it was the green lotus that appeared, so it seemed that the green lotus had replaced the red lotus.

As the blue light slowly shone in, those hands automatically retreated, but they slowly shifted to the workers' brothers' feet, pulling his feet.

I hurriedly stood up, then looked at him and couldn't help asking, "Are you okay?" ”

At this time, I couldn't see his face clearly, but I could feel him trembling: "I, I, there is something under my feet!" ”

"Don't be afraid, I'll see." I said as I walked over to him.

As Qinglian shone and those feet slowly receded, I said to him, "Go back to the production line, it's none of your business here." ”

That, that...... He pointed to the half-cut pile and said in a trembling voice.

"That's an illusion!" I said to him.

Then he ran away.

Then, I hurried to the nearest press and pressed the press switch.

There are six initial switches of the stamping machine, different colors, and can not be pressed wrongly, press the wrong can not start, fortunately I am smarter, I have seen the operation of the machine chief, and the press is very smoothly opened.

Ye Zixuan chopped left and right, the steel plate half pile was still unscathed, and when I turned on the stamping machine, I whistled to Ye Zixuan.

Ye Zixuan flew up and kicked him to the side, and then led him to the stamping machine.

Half of the pile didn't realize that it would happen in the future, and Ye Zixuan slammed him into the press with a thunderous kick.

I hurriedly flipped the switch.

With a bang, the press was closed, and the half-cut pile was finally no longer the invincible sound of gold and steel, and was directly pressed into a thin sheet.

The press presses the door, so the half-pile takes the shape of the door.

I pressed the switch again, and the press lifted, revealing the half-cut pile of the door, Ye Zixuan took out a handful of lime, sprinkled it on him, and then lit it with the fire of the eye of the sky, and soon it became a pinch of ashes.

At this time, Lu Banchi suddenly flew out of my pocket and flew out of the workshop. 151 Kanshu.com .