Why does Wang Wang think so?

First, the Grim Reaper explained this matter, indicating that the Grim Reaper allowed Wang Wang and Little Pig's Mouth to take the head of the little lamb's horn to invite merit to pave the way for the next step. In other words, the Grim Reaper doesn't care about using the horns, in other words, the Grim Reaper doesn't take the horns that seriously!

Thinking of this, Wang Wang immediately knew that what happened just now was that the Grim Reaper was acting with herself! She didn't care about using her daughter, so how could she be blackmailed by herself?

Then why did she act in this play for herself? What was her purpose? Was it for the sake of that red jade? Isn't that right? She doesn't want the magic weapon in her hand?

Wang Wang couldn't figure it out, so he put the idea on hold for the time being.

Second, since the little pig's mouth had long known that the little horn would be in Wang Wang's hands, when it first saw the head of the little horn, it was a little too much.

That's why, Wang Wang said that these two masters and servants are groundhogs. Wang Wang is holding things to block himself, these two masters and servants are completely burrowed into the ground, you can't find where they are at all, how deep do you say this has to be hidden!

Wang Wang, who was still complacent just now, thought about it and was terrified, and suddenly calmed down, and at this time, the weight of the little pig's mouth and the status of the god of death in Wang Wang's heart suddenly rose a lot.

The first step in defeating an enemy is to attach importance to them, Wang Wang attaches great importance to them now, so the more he thinks about them, the more scared he becomes, what he is most worried about is that the alliance of the little pig's mouth is also a means arranged by the god of death. So he wants to try the sincerity of the little pig's mouth, and see how the little pig's mouth hates the god of death!

Wang Wang's little Jiujiu didn't say much, just said that the two "people" and Lai Hela met and went to see Da Mousse together.

This big mousse is an old man in his fifties, not tall, about 1.5 meters, different from Huizhi's state, this old man is very old. His hair, eyebrows, beard and beard are gray and gray, the folds on his face are wrinkled and can trap mosquitoes, he is half-hunched, he is still on crutches, and he coughs twice from time to time, and when he sees him, Wang Wang believes that even if he doesn't kill him, he won't live long! At this time, the place where they are is Da Mousse's room, there is no furnishings in the room, except for the window, the light bulb, and a large carpet on the ground, not a single furniture or decoration can be seen.

"Aydemous, where did this come from?" asked the old mousse at the door, holding the head of the unconscious lamb horn in his hand and pointing it to the piglet's mouth. The little pig's mouth was full of respect, his hands crossed on his shoulders, and he replied after a salute: "Big Mousse, this is what I saw with Zaid in a small corner, and the details are good!" After speaking, he reached out and led it into the room, meaning to talk in detail.

The old mousse said to Lai Hela Mousse: "You go back first, we have discussed it and will make it clear to everyone tomorrow!" Lai Hela also turned his head and left.

The three of them sat cross-legged in the room, and Da Mousse carefully looked at the head in his hand and asked the little pig's mouth, "Where is that place?"

Little Piggy lowered his head slightly, and said in a respectful tone: "The wall where the bathroom door in the backyard is facing it!"

Big Mousse's cloudy eyes moved, and with a thoughtful look, he asked again, "Aydemus, how did you get this thing?" After speaking, Old Mousse coughed twice.

The little pig's mouth said without thinking: "It fell from the sky!" Wang Wang, who said it, lowered his head and smiled secretly.

Hearing the voice, the little pig's mouth glanced at Wang Wang with a warning meaning, and the old mousse was very strange, and asked while coughing: "Zaid Mousse, is what Ayid said wrong?"

Old Mousse thought to himself, this Zaid is not good at words and deeds on weekdays, and even I am not respected at this time, I have to remind him, if he is still not interested, take the opportunity to get him out, and save the reputation of the temple.

At this time, Wang Wang looked up at the old mousse, he was clear about the old mousse's thoughts, but he couldn't break it, so he thought of a way to take the opportunity to kill him, so he replied with a smile: "Da Mousse, what Ayide said is not accurate!"

Old Mousse's eyes froze, he felt that Zeid was selling his ability, he wanted to make himself feel that he said more clearly than Ayde, and he wanted his status to occupy a little place in Old Mousse's heart.

It is understandable that Old Mousse thinks so, because he was elected, and he has been in such a position for so many years, and he is used to directing people, and he enjoys the taste of being respected and powered, and he is somewhat self-righteous. In order to find a good errand in the temple, many Mousses tried their best to please Da Musi, which is why he did not want to promote the next Da Mousse several times.

But pleasing this usually very enjoyable thing, when Da Mousse looked at it with colored glasses, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he waved his hand and said to Wang Wang: "Okay, you go out! cough again!"

Wang Wang's smile froze, and when he felt the idea of the big mousse, he really wanted to rush up and pull out the tongue of the big mousse now. He sat up slightly straight, so that he could get up and kill at any moment. At this time, the little pig's mouth reached out and pressed Wang Wang's shoulder, and said to the old mousse: "Big Mousse, look at this, I will tell you what happened, you let Zeid press your shoulder, help you smooth out, you see your cough, you have to pay more attention to your body!" This was said tactfully and intimately, and the old mousse happily adopted it.

The little pig's mouth made a color to Wang Wang, Wang Wang got up and walked to the back of the old mousse, and gently knocked the old mousse's back, and the old mousse scolded sharply: "Can you use a little force! cough!"

Wang Wang added some strength according to his words.

"It's too heavy! light!" replied Old Mousse.

Wang Wang didn't speak, he kept adjusting the strength of his hand, and he was slightly relieved when he let the old mousse say in agreement: "It's about the same!"

"Where did we just go?" Old Mousse asked the little pig's mouth, gently stroking his gray beard with his hand, his face looked very pleasant, obviously, he enjoyed Wang Wang's massage.

The little pig lowered his head and replied meekly: "Let's talk about it, this head fell from the sky!"

"Yes, how can this be...", and the old mousse couldn't say any more.

It turned out that Wang Wang took advantage of his relaxation and grabbed his neck tightly. Old Mousse was suddenly attacked, his legs kicked violently on the ground, and his body subconsciously wanted to turn around. But after Zaid was possessed by Wang Wang, his strength was infinite, how could he, an old man who was about to die, be the opponent of a middle-aged man in his forties?

The old man's eyes widened, wanting to look at Wang Wang behind him, and his stiff claws grabbed back hard, trying to grab Wang Wang's clothes or cheeks. Wang Wang hid quickly, and he didn't let the old man catch him at all.

Gradually, because there was no oxygen, the old mousse began to roll his eyes, and he broke Wang Wang's hand vigorously, trying to greedily take a breath of his own air, but because Wang Wang was holding it too tightly, he failed. He felt something in his throat and mouth choking his breath, so he tried to stick his tongue out, trying to empty his mouth so that he could breathe.

After about four or five minutes, the old man finally stopped moving, his body was twisted and lying in Wang Wang's arms, rolling his eyes, his eyes were red because of the blood, his tongue was sticking out of his mouth, and his face was purple and blue because Wang Wang was tightening his neck and unable to circulate blood. There was a lot of feces and urine under his body, and a kind of stench came to his face.

At this time, he took advantage of the messy hair that was rubbed, and he really looked like a hanged ghost.

The little pig's mouth, who was watching coldly during the whole process, spoke: "Who let him strangle him? You make his face like this, how do you still wear it?"

Although Wang Wang's strength is infinite, this kind of pinching and twisting his head off is not the same, and Zeyd's physical strength is limited, so Wang Wang is as tired as a dog at this time, he said while panting: "I really can't stand such a fake and fake Divine Sect member for a little dirty thought, even forgot about TM business, if it weren't for this human skin, I would have slapped his head to pieces!" After speaking, Wang Wang grabbed the tongue of the old mousse sticking out of his mouth with his hand.

"What are you doing!" the little piggy quickly asked.

Wang Wang looked at the little pig's mouth strangely: "Can't you speak without a tongue?"

"If you pull his tongue off, you'll break his chin, and you wait until I've peeled it off!"

"Okay, then I'll wait a little longer!" Wang Wang reluctantly let go of the old mousse's tongue and said: "Hey, I'm weird, you said that I just possessed myself, and I still have to peel the skin so hard!"

"The people of the Divine Sect have divine fire in their bodies, especially this kind of commander-level figure, maybe you will return to the soul of this old man as soon as you possess it! If you don't mind, just possess it!" the little pig's mouth sneered, saying that he didn't know where to take out his own pork chop, and began to make it dirty.