"This fat man is useless, you can take it. ”

When several black-clothed bodyguards heard this, they stepped forward and took Wang Fatzi's arm and were about to go out.

"Poof. ”

Wang Fatzi's knees were weak, and he almost scared the prostate fluid.

These black-clothed bodyguards are fierce and vicious, if they pull them down, it will really be taken away by a wave. It's just that I don't know if it's taken to the Hades Hall or the ghost gate is closed.

In a hurry, Wang Fatzi howled like a pig:

"Slow me down, I am also a descendant of Li Dongming!"

He had just listened to the words of the black-robed woman, although he couldn't figure out what specific relationship Li Dongming had with that thousand-year-old He Shou Wu. But one thing is clearly understood, the identity of Li Dongming's descendants is closely related to the purpose of the black-robed girl and her party, and at this juncture, it can be called a gold medal for avoiding death.

"You, Li Dongming's descendant?"

A hint of suspicion crossed the black-robed woman's face. Of course, she can see that although Ma Xiaozhen is dressed in tatters, his bearing is calm and his eyes are clear, and he has a bit of the temperament of a famous doctor's descendant. But this fat man is as timid as a mouse, his eyes are cloudy, and he was so frightened that he peed his pants, where is the temperament of a famous doctor's descendant.

"Yes, yes, my master Li Wu is really Li Dongming's own grandson, Li Dongming is my ancestor!" Wang Fatzi grabbed a life-saving straw like a drowning man, and desperately promoted himself.

"Master?" Sun Hao was stunned for a moment, and asked with his eyes: "Sir, what do you ......see?"

"One disciple is enough. The black-robed woman shook her head and motioned to her subordinates: "Take it away!"

"Slowly, slowly, it's not as simple as the ancestor...... Wang Fatzi opened his mind in a panic: "Don't hide it, my master Li Wu is really my father, I am his illegitimate son, Li Dongming is my grandfather, my great-grandfather!"

Suddenly, I began to recognize my father.

Ma Xiaozhen was speechless for a while.

Fatty, you're really hard enough......

If your master knew that you had ruined him like this, he would not have put you to death.

"Grandpa?"

The black-robed woman groaned slightly, and finally nodded: "Then take him with you again, and act at night." ”

"Thank you thank you, thank you boss......"

As soon as these words came out, the fat man thanked him without hesitation, and sat down on the ground with his buttocks, as if he had been fished out of the water.

The black-robed woman made up her mind to act at night, and without saying much, she and Sun Hao went back to their rooms to prepare.

Two black-clothed bodyguards came up, took out two handcuffs, handcuffed Ma Xiaozhen and Wang Fatzi, and locked them in the room.

Wang Fatman began to pee his pants in fright, and the crotch was very wet and uncomfortable. With a shy face, he begged the two bodyguards to change his pants. But the two of them ate and drank and talked and laughed on their own, and they didn't bother to pay attention to him.

After a basket of good words, but there was no response, Wang Fatzi was finally disappointed, so he had to clamp his legs, clamp his legs with the experience of kindergarten many years ago, and dry his pants with the yang energy of a single dog virgin who has been practicing hard for many years. and kept complaining that this time he came to Wumeng Mountain with Ma Xiaozhen, and he had poured blood mold for eight lifetimes.

Ma Xiaozhen was secretly amused, and he didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he simply closed his eyes and fell asleep.

During this period, the head of the Cao Township was coaxed away by Sun Gongzi, and the old couple of the mountain inn came to knock on the door several times, but they were blocked back by several bodyguards.

Minutes and seconds passed, and soon, the sky finally darkened.

When the moon was in the middle of the sky, the black-robed girl and Sun Hao finally came out of their respective rooms. Seven or eight bodyguards followed them, escorting Ma Xiaozhen and Wang Fatzi. The group took advantage of the night to go up the foggy mountain.

Ma Xiaozhen noticed that several bodyguards were carrying four large suitcases. The suitcase is well sealed, but it is still faintly a little bloody, there is a dingdong sound when walking, it seems that there is an iron weight inside, I don't know what is inside, it seems that the painting style is very weird.

The poisonous smoke concocted by the black-robed woman was enough to make people unmotivated for three days and three nights. She expected that Ma Xiaozhen's body was soft and he couldn't walk, so she asked Wang Fatzi to carry Ma Xiaozhen up the mountain on his back.

Wang Fatzi's face was full of constipated expressions of "what else can I do, I'm also desperate", but there was nothing he could do, so he had to grit his teeth, carry Ma Xiaozhen on his back, and climb up step by step.

While climbing the mountain, this thing cried with a sad face and Ma Xiaozhen's broken thoughts.

"Brother, why did you say they took us up the mountain late at night? They didn't want to kill people and throw corpses, did they......"

"Brother, I've been single for thirty years, and I haven't even touched a woman's hand, I don't want to die yet......"

"My mom will cry ......"

Ma Xiaozhen lay on the fat man's broad back, feeling very comfortable as riding an ox cart for an outing. But seeing that the fat man was really frightened, he felt that he had brought this goods in this time, and he felt a little guilty in his heart.

Seeing that no one had noticed him, he quietly leaned into the fat man's ear and comforted him in a weak voice like a mosquito and a fly:

"Don't be afraid, in fact, I am a martial arts master, I will protect you!"

The fat man's eyes suddenly turned red, and he couldn't hold back for a moment and cried.

Martial arts grandmaster fart!

Lao Tzu just believes that you are a martial arts master, so you are what you are today!

Lao Tzu believes in your evil!

Ma Xiaozhen: "......"

......

The group hurried silently and soon went up to the long-abandoned mountain temple on the mountainside.

This mountain temple is still the same as Ma Xiaozhen saw the day before yesterday, with ruins and broken walls, cobwebs everywhere, hidden in a withered vine and old tree, looking extremely bleak.

"This is the mountain temple of He Shou Wu Boy?"

The Sun Shao only felt that his nose was full of dust, took out a handkerchief, and covered his nose in disgust.

The black-robed woman was silent, and picked up a handful of incense ashes from the long-abandoned incense burner and pinched it in her hand. After a long time, she nodded slowly and spoke:

"That's right, this is it. ”

She looked around, as if judging her surroundings, and nodded again after about a cup of tea:

"Unboxing. ”

As soon as she said this, several black-clothed bodyguards immediately opened the four suitcases and took out several thick iron chains from them.

As soon as these chains were taken out of the suitcase, the bloody aura suddenly rushed straight to the nose. On this deserted mountain, it really looks very weird.

Wang Fatzi's legs were weak again, and he almost peed again. But Ma Xiaozhen was stunned in his heart, and guessed a few points about the identity of the black-robed woman.

On that day, Li Wuzhen told him about a past incident on this foggy mountain a hundred years ago, and the senior brother from Xiamao Mountain slaughtered nine roosters and soaked nine iron chains, and laid down a formation on the mountain, which nailed the He Shou Wu boy.

Could it be that this black-robed girl is the descendant of the pair of brothers from Xiamao Mountain?

The black-robed woman pointed casually, and arranged for her bodyguards to nail the nine iron chains to the mountain, faintly forming the shape of a Nine Dragons Locking God, which confirmed Ma Xiaozhen's guess in his heart.

After the chain was nailed, the black-robed woman burned the talisman to get water and sprinkled it on the chain. Strange to say, as soon as the water was scattered, the bloody aura on the iron chain suddenly diminished, almost unheard, and the cold light on the iron chain also dimmed, submerged into the earth, as if it was one with the grass and trees in the mountains.

After some arrangement, the black-robed woman seemed to have exhausted a lot of energy, and her face turned a little paler. She took a deep breath, walked up to Wang Fatzi and Ma Xiaozhen, and asked coldly again:

"Are you really Li Dongming's descendants?"

Ma Xiaozhen was silent. When Wang Fatzi heard this, he thought that Li Dongming was a gold medal for avoiding death, so he quickly nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, yes, yes." ”

The black-robed woman glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally: "Okay, which of you will do me a favor." ”

"I'm coming, I'm coming!

Wang Fatzi seemed to see the hope of life, and hurriedly patted his chest before Ma Xiaozhen to make a guarantee, saying that the wind and rain would go to the sword mountain and the sea of fire.

"Lend your blood. ”

The black-robed woman popped out these two words from between her teeth, and suddenly her hand was like electricity, and a bright dagger in her palm slammed into the inner thigh of the fat man.