82_82884 Under the soil, Sha Wentian's body is still pushing up a little bit, he is like a newborn, his body is full of fresh blood, and his strength is gradually recovering. Gradually, a full arm was stretched out. His blood-red cloak hung from the branches, waiting for his master to reawaken a hundred years later.

Hundreds of thousands of people knelt under the crooked old mother and bowed reverently, praying for the demon god in their hearts, the white withered claws open and scratched with five fingers. He doesn't need anyone's help, the moment his body all breaks through the ground, the whole world is his, there is no Wu Gongyao here, there is no Zhang Zuolin here, he is the master of this land, and these hundreds of thousands of people are his former devout disciples.

"Butterfly, do you see the red cloak hanging from the tree?" Wushuang said.

"Ah, see, what's wrong? You don't want it, do you?"

"What do I want it for? I don't like red. I have a habit of being a person, and I don't want to let him get things that others want to get, and this feeling is very comfortable, can you help me?"

"Oh, didn't you just ask me to get the red cloak off and not give it to him? "The girl from the red silk door has practiced this craft since she was a child.

Lan Caidie picked up a small pebble from the ground, aimed at it with one eye, and swooped out, the small pebble was full of strength, and it struck the cloak accurately across the sky, and lifted the cloak directly into the turbulent Yitong River, and then it floated down the river and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Hey...... You're going to kill me, and I'm not going to make you comfortable!" Wushuang smirked.

"Ah...... Forehead...... Ah!!!!h

Hundreds of thousands of people turned their heads in unison to stare at Wushuang, and then walked towards the bridge step by step. Their movements were stiff, their eyes glazed over, and they were now reduced to the walking dead under the control of Sha Wentian's soul.

"Come on, come on, this girl will play with you to beat Doudou!" Lan Caidie's fingers kept shooting out small pebbles, all of which accurately hit those people's chests, and the people they were hit by the small pebbles turned over on their backs, like the waves of the sea, overturned one, and then overwhelmed the second...... Then ...... in turn In turn, the last big piece all fell.

Perhaps because Sha Wentian used all his strength to control the puppet, his physical body stopped all movements, and he no longer climbed up, only exposing his two arms on the surface.

At this moment, under the night sky, there was a sudden rooster crow, the rooster crow was high-pitched and powerful, you don't need to look at it to know that this big rooster must be a chicken king. But it's still only about 10 o'clock in the evening, and who's rooster will still crow at this time? Half a night in advance! Besides, the bungalows on both sides of the Yitong River have long been stripped away, and no one has raised chickens...... Pheasants don't crow either, do they?

The loud crowing of the rooster came in waves, getting higher and higher-pitched, as if the big rooster had inexhaustible strength.

A miracle happened, hundreds of thousands of people on the bank of the river actually stopped pursuing Wushuang, stood in place in a daze, and then all shivered unconsciously, and then their eyes flashed with the spirit that a living person should have.

"What's wrong with me? Why did you get here in Gada?" an old lady covered her head and looked left and right blankly.

The others also got up from the ground and were surprised by their actions, as if all the hundreds of thousands of people had sleepwalked here. Then one after another came up from under the bridge, driving and walking. Some of the old and young people in the family are seven or eight people, everyone has a cheerful smile on their lips, and they only talk about this strange thing after tea and dinner, and they don't know what they did just now.

"Master, look, those hands are gone, are they retracted?" Lan Caidie asked.

"Probably. That rooster crow just now was quite weird, is there anyone raising chickens nearby?"

Lan Caidie said: "Maybe the gods in the sky have appeared, and I can't see that this demon has caused evil consequences to so many ordinary people." ”

Wushuang smiled: "Hehe...... I think that the empirical judgment is that God is blind under normal circumstances. Let's go!"

"Ahh

"When I went to Yitong, the newly bought car at home was no longer in the yard, and it must have been driven by my third grandfather to the source of the Yitong River to chase Tong Sixi. "Wushuang doesn't want to go home so early, and when he gets home, he will inevitably be scolded by the old lady, not only him, I'm afraid the most implicated is Lan Caidie.

"Oh, yes, I'll follow you wherever you go anyway. Lan Caidie smiled happily and held Wushuang's arm tightly. This time, Wushuang just struggled a little, but the illness did not push her away, and the moon was the first to get near the water, and Lan Caidie was closer to him.

As everyone knows, this scene was seen by the old man under the bridge. Under the crooked neck old mother tree, everyone dispersed, and the new buds of the old tree died again, and it fell into dormancy again, and I don't know when the next awakening will be. Quietly under the tree, a bald old man was probably in his 70s, with a radiant face and a kind smile.

"Huh...... Stinky boy, more willing to toss than his grandfather? toss, toss, I can do everything for you. Seven girls, what you asked the iron rooster to do, the iron rooster has been completed, and the rest depends on the master's creation, I will still wait for him at home, waiting for him to come to me, but I hope that day will never come. ”

Why didn't he want to be found by Wushuang like Ma Fuxiang and Ma Sihai? The two grandfather-level figures are a priceless wealth left by Wu Gongyao to future generations, and with them one day, no one in the rivers and lakes will dare to move a single hair. They are thieves, so they have been waiting for them to return to the thieves.

But this old man is different, he hides too deeply, he is not a Jianghu person, nor is he a door thief, in the eyes of others he is an ordinary old man, like others, he likes to sit in the courtyard and drink tea, likes to chat with other old people about big things, and also likes to play mahjong, he is just an ordinary person, used to the life of ordinary people, and does not like to get involved in disputes in the rivers and lakes. But if one day, once someone wants to be an enemy of the thief and want to hurt the young master of the thief, he will never sit idly by, because he is the last protector hidden by Wushuang's side