(The second week of the list began, this week there was a pants push, although not very powerful, but last week the naked body rushed to the top three, this week, it should always be a hundred feet forward - of course, the decision is in your hands, a click, a ticket, all represent the support and help of Liaozhai, the south bowed and thanked - there is support, there is motivation, there is an update!)

The north wind was whistling, and suddenly there were white snowflakes falling—this snow, after all, did not wait for the evening to fall impatiently.

The snowflakes fell on Chen Jianchen's face, cold and cold, but his heart was even colder.

"Ah San, you dare to offend me, aren't you afraid of being in a flail for thirty days!"

Chen Jianchen Huo Ran replied, his sword eyebrows raised, and he shouted, full of anger, as if he had hit a thunderbolt out of thin air - in the Tiantong Dynasty, Xiucai belonged to people with meritorious fame, even if they were only at the bottom of the privileged class, but they were all high up to ordinary people. Moreover, there is a law in the imperial court that if a commoner offends Xiucai, he will be punished with a penalty of 30 days.

The so-called "flail" means that the prisoner wears a wooden flail, wraps his neck, and then covers his hands, and then kneels down to show the public outside the official yamen. The wooden flail of the hood often weighs thirty or forty catties, and if you wear it for a long time, your neck will be pressed so that you can't lift it. If it takes too long, it can even crush people to death.

Chen Jianchen relied on this point, and gave the other party a slap to see if he would retreat in the face of difficulties.

As soon as he drank it, Ah San behind him stood still, his face changed uncertainly, and he gritted his teeth and said with a hideous face: "Kill you, who knows I did it?"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Jianchen knew that there was no turning around in this matter, and said awe-inspiringly: "What a gut!"

Ah San was on the string, but he was desperate, roared, and really held a half-foot-long dagger in his hand, and rushed up viciously.

He was also born in the guts of evil under the urging of alcohol, and he wanted to take advantage of the fact that there was no one around, and then drag his body to the forest over there to be eaten by the tiger wolf, so that no one knew that he did it. It has always been a splashy skin, with a ferocious nature, if you give a good opportunity today, where will you let it go?

Seeing him rushing over, Chen Jianchen was calm and calm, and suddenly dodged when he couldn't tolerate it, and then threw out his backhand.

Syllable!

Impartially, he slapped Ah San's cheek with great speed.

Burst!

Ah San staggered, his eyes were full of stars, and he only felt that half of his face was numb. Compared with his numb face, his heart was shocked beyond measure--Isn't Chen Jianchen a weak talent who has no power to restrain a chicken? Why can his reaction be so swift and agile, and his strength so strong, that he is like a martial artist!

Chen Jianchen no longer gave him a chance to breathe, stepped forward with an arrow step, kicked out with a flying foot, and hit Ah San's chest - this kick, like the body that had been trained hard for many years in his previous life, could not be completed so beautifully!

Ah San screamed, the dagger in his hand fell to the ground, and the person flew out sideways and fell to Zhang Yuyuan, only to feel a sweet throat, a mouthful of blood spurted out, splashed on the thin snow, shocking.

This kick kicked his ferocity into the clouds, struggled to get up, kowtowed and banged: "Chen Xianggong spares his life, the little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, beg Xianggong to spare his life!"

Chen Jianchen snorted coldly, and at the same time felt relieved - I remember that a long time ago, in another time and space, he had seen a fable about a temple in a certain place, and there was a ditch in front of the temple. On this day, a man passed by here and saw that the ditch was too wide to walk, so he took out the statue of the god worshiped in the temple and put it across the ditch, stepped on it like a bridge, and walked away.

Later, another person came and sighed when he saw this, and said, "How can you deceive the gods like this?" and quickly lifted up the idol, carefully wiped it with his sleeve, and placed it back on the throne in the temple, and bowed respectfully before leaving.

When the man had gone, the imp in the temple said to the king, "Is this reasonable?

The king replied, "Of course! ”

Hearing this, the little ghost was surprised: "Isn't it time to punish the person in front?

Then the king said, "The one in front is a wicked man, what can we do with him? ”

- From this, we know that ghosts and gods are bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, let alone mortals?

Chen Jianchen was in a hurry to rush home, but he had no intention of asking Ah San to see the official, believing that after this time, the other party would not dare to do any tricks, and said coldly at the moment: "Ah San, you are good." ”

After speaking, he brushed his sleeves and left.

When he walked away, Ah San dared to grope and sit up, only to feel a sharp pain in his chest, I don't know if the bones are broken, the weather is freezing, he is actually in a cold sweat on his forehead, and secretly screams bad luck: There is a saying that Xiu only met soldiers, and he can't explain it clearly. This Chen Daxiu is good, he directly punches and kicks each other, and the two moves make the truth clear.

Is this still a showman? Hey, I can't afford to mess with him......

Ah San spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, but a big question lingered in his mind: I had never heard of Chen Jianchen using force before, could there be anything in it...... Alas, it doesn't matter, anyway, he will hide away from him in the future, and he is also blinded by lard, so he dares to attack him, why bother?

He shook his head, and was about to leave, when he suddenly heard a rough pant behind him, and was greatly surprised, and when he looked back, he was almost frightened and cried out.

It turned out that at some point, a huge black and shiny wolf came silently three feet behind him.

The wolf was a sturdy man, with black fur, long, pointed ears, large eyes that shone fiercely, and a large mouth that was full of sharp, interlaced fangs.

"Brute, get out!"

Ah San was taken aback, hurriedly grabbed a small stone on the ground and threw it over, and then hurriedly crawled to find the fallen dagger.

Woo!

The stone he threw out was deflected, and it didn't hit the black wolf at all, and the black wolf let out a low roar, and suddenly flew up, knocking Ah San down at once.

Ah San was originally considered to be strong, but now he was injured, the strength and agility of his hands and feet were greatly reduced, and he was pressed by the giant wolf, and he couldn't get out, he was frightened in his heart, and hurriedly shouted for help. However, at this time, Chen Jianchen had already gone away, and there was no second person nearby, where was there anyone to rescue him?

Burst!

In a panic, the black wolf looked for a flaw, bit on Ah San's chest, fangs into his heart, and an indescribable pain came, Ah San suddenly lost the strength to struggle, his limbs were weak, and his eyes gradually became dilute - he never thought that he would die under the wolf's kiss......

Ahh

The sky was overcast and the snow was fluttering, but when I saw the giant werewolf standing up and raising his head to the sky and letting out a howl, the blood on the giant mouth of the Sen Sen was very terrifying.

After barking, the black wolf stood on the ground with its two hind limbs like this, shook off its steps like a man, and walked forward—the direction it was in the maple mountain, and behind it, a corpse that had been disemboweled, and its heart and liver were covered with blood, lying motionless, covered with snowflakes.

At this time, the snow is falling heavily......