Wang Wang couldn't help laughing when he heard the little sheep's horn looking for the bottom of the steps. Little Sheephorn was very embarrassed by Wang Wang's laughter, she scolded Wang Wang fiercely, but the more Little Sheephorn scolded, the happier Wang Wang became, Little Sheephorn simply ignored Wang Wang, Wang Wang smiled and laughed and felt bored, so he stopped laughing.

"Alright, when you're done laughing, get to work and fight that out!" commanded the little sheephorn.

"I can't carry it alone," Wang Wang said slyly, "You have to go in with me and carry it!"

"Come less, Niang Xipi!" the little sheep horn said meanly: "Your careful old man has already seen through it, hurry up and get in and do the work!"

Wang Wang listened to the new words learned by the little sheep's horn, and couldn't help but laugh again.

"That's enough, if you laugh again, you'll go find Pixiu yourself!"

"No," Wang Wang wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "The man calls himself Lao Tzu, and the woman calls himself Lao Niang!"

The little sheep's horn glared: "I love to say Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu!

"Okay, okay, you won!" Wang Wang compromised, and then asked her, "What about the security guard, how to deal with it?"

"Whatever you want!" said the little horn in a huff.

Wang Wang smacked his lips, and as a last resort, he walked into the house by himself, and after a while, Wang Wang and the security guard walked out.

"Why didn't you kill him!" asked the little sheephorn in surprise.

"Why kill it," Wang Wang said angrily: "Such a big thing, I can't resist!"

Looking at the security guard Xiao Zhang again, he was tortured by the smell of corpses in the house, and his tears and snot all flowed out and dripped on the security guard's uniform.

He stayed in the house for a while, and now he even had the heart to die, and he thought to himself: Let me stay in this room, he might as well give me a knife!

Just as he was thinking, Wang Wang walked in and said to him, "It's not easy to want to die?

The security guard thought so, he didn't really want to die, and when he heard Wang Wang say this, he couldn't help but beg for mercy in his heart.

"It's okay to spare you, you cooperate with me and get things done, and then I will spare you!" Wang Wang promised.

The security guard Xiao Zhang agreed again and again, and before he could be happy, Wang Wang instructed him: "Now you will carry this thing on the ground!"

My mother, you'd better kill me!" the security guard screamed from the bottom of his heart.

"Really?"

The security guard was stared at by Wang Wang's eyes full of murderous intent, and immediately compromised, reluctantly looked at the corpse on his shoulder, forcibly endured the disgusting feeling in his heart, and followed Wang Wang out.

The group of three re-entered the road and headed for the headquarters of Pixiu.

It is worth mentioning that when Xiao Zhang was carrying the dead man out, a security guard asked him, "What are you carrying?"

Wang Wang secretly used secret techniques, opened his mouth and said a few words, but the voice was not from Wang Wang's mouth, but from Xiao Zhang's mouth: "The owner asked me to help him carry something!"

Usually Xiao Zhang is also attentive to the owner, so many security guards know about it, and at the same time, these security guards don't like to communicate with him very much, so the security guards just glanced at it and let him out.

"I can't imagine that you can even use the fugue puppet technique so well now, I really can't underestimate you!" "During the hurry, the little sheephorn did not hesitate to praise and said to Wang Wang.

"That's it, Shibei three days, to scrape the eyes to see!"

The three of them stole a business vehicle and headed for the headquarters of Pixiu. Now the place where Wang Wang used to live belongs to JX Province and is adjacent to JC Province, and Pixiu is headquartered in DB, and the difference between the two is 108,000 miles, because Wang Wang and Xiao Yangjiao are attached to the flesh and can't use the Wind Resisting Technique, so they can only drive there. But in this way, it will take a long time, two days and one night.

It was the security guard who was driving, and Wang Wang thought of a question when he was idle in the car, so he asked Xiao Yangjiao and said, "How do you know Pixiu so well, and you even know what its hobbies and food are?"

Little Sheep's horn's face was a little unnatural, as if she regretted saying too much, so she was silent.

It took a long time for her to say, "I'm Pixiu's subordinate!"

Wang Wang almost bit his tongue in surprise when he heard this: "You are not the daughter of the god of death, how can you become the subordinate of the enemy of the god of death?"

At this time, the little sheep's horns no longer seem to be a ruthless, unrighteous, cold and cruel demon, but more like a sentimental girl.

"Because she didn't deal with death before, she always cared about me, so I ran out!"

"Well, then what?" Wang Wang asked curiously.

"Later, I met the so-called demon king, that is, Pixiu's praying mantis, and was deceived into making a demon contract, so I became its subordinate!"

"Pixiu is a praying mantis?" Wang Wang was stunned.

Little Sheephorn glanced at Wang Wang with complicated eyes, and was a little speechless: "The point I'm talking about is the demon contract, okay!"

"Oh, oh," Wang Wang also felt that he had asked a question, so he justified: "Yes, the demon contract!

"Tell it everything I know!" said the little horn helplessly.

Wang Wang looked at the expression of the little lamb's horn and fully felt her helplessness. But then I think about it, no, the punishment of the demon contract is hellfire, and hellfire is not in charge of death?

So Wang Wang asked, and Little Sheephorn asked rhetorically, "Who did you hear that the hellfire is controlled by the god of death?"

"She said it herself!" Wang Wang said as he should.

"Listen to that old bragging fright!" Little Sheephorn scolded in a foul language that she didn't know where she learned, "How could she not cancel my contract if she has that ability!"

Wang Wang was stunned, was he deceived?

"Hellfire is born from above, it doesn't belong to anyone, not demons, not gods. It's a rule that transcends all rules, and no one can control it!"

Wang Wang had more doubts in his heart, and they were still entangled with one by one, one after another, and countless of them one by one.

So why didn't the hellfire burn itself?

How did the Grim Reaper capture his own soul in hellfire?

If the Grim Reaper is bragging, why is she bragging, and what is the purpose?

Lao Liang, the driver who was also burned to death, didn't even leave his ashes, why did he still have a ball of ashes after he was burned?

Too many questions entangled Wang Wang and made him think hard, so he didn't speak again. Similarly, the little sheephorn also fell into the memories of the past, and the two never talked again. The security guard Xiao Zhang drove the car faithfully, Xiao Yangjiao and Wang Wang sat in the middle seat of the car, and the "dim sum" was placed in the back row of the car.

There was nothing to say all the way, and on the afternoon of the third day, the three of them finally arrived at the headquarters of Pixiu, Wang Wang got off the car and pointed to the building in front of him and asked the little sheep's horn in surprise: "Here... Is it Pixiu's headquarters?"

"Yes," said Lamb's Horn.

"I'm not mistaken," Wang Wang rubbed his eyes, confirmed again, and read in his mouth: "Sunflower Kindergarten!"