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"Don't hide it, sir, the third uncle in our village, that's the oldest old man. He had been paralyzed in bed for a long time, but early this morning, he suddenly stood up, and seemed to be a dozen years younger. He told us that he had a dream last night that a dragon was flying into the sky and finally landed in the western mountains. Then he went after him, and halfway through the chase, he saw the golden light flashing, and finally disappeared in the cave. ”

When he woke up, he found that he was able to get out of bed. We were also surprised, thinking that the dragon came to the world and made the third uncle stand up again. So our Liu family in the village organized to cure this big snake. I'm afraid this is really a dragon descending to earth. ”

Rural people are superstitious, and such nonsense is taken seriously. I thought to myself, the old man was paralyzed, and he suddenly stood up, which was not a fake, but why did he stand up? I am afraid that even a miracle would not make him stand up. Unless someone else's soul came up to him?

It couldn't be Ming Chong, right? In the fight the night before, he must have lost the battle. Then he attached his soul to the paralyzed old man. Let him stand up, so that the people of the village can believe the nonsense of dreaming of the dragon. After all, "facts" speak louder than words.

It must be him, otherwise who else would be so roundabout to save "Peanut".

"Brother Liu, did you say that third uncle, did he come?"

"Originally, I was going to come, but after all, the third uncle has been lying on the kang for several years, so how can it be so easy to get up. We were worried that something would happen to him, so we didn't let him come to the old man's house. What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, can you take me to see your third uncle now?" I said to him.

"That's good, but I'm afraid I won't be able to leave this place now. Why don't you let Liu Quanneng take you there, we are all from the same village, and we know the roots. ”

"Okay, I'm tired. ”

Of course, I want to find the "third uncle" who was paralyzed and stood up again, and I always have to ask why Ming Chong attached his soul to others. What's more, even I can suddenly think of Ming Chong attached to the "third uncle", so Qingyun will naturally know. I'll have to go over and take a look, so I can take care of it.

Along the way, the young man named Liu Quanneng was dragged by me and soon returned to their village. The young man who looked quite athletic. I almost fainted when I dragged me to.

"Sir, I can't do it, you can go over by yourself, the innermost house in this alley is the third uncle's house. ”

After taking two steps, something felt wrong, and my soul, which had been pretending to be dead for a long time, suddenly became irritable. It's like trying to rush out of my body, but I can't. It made me a little restless. Sure enough, there was a problem.

I still walked to the door of their "third uncle", which looked a little more dilapidated than Mrs. Feng's residence.

"Ming Chong, are you in there?" I didn't dare to go in, I was afraid that my soul would be blown away. So he stood outside the door and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Haha, he's in there. Come in, Mu Wu. ”

It was Qingyun's voice. Did he use that broken soul banner to deal with Ming Chong's soul again?

"Old man Qingyun, you're still not sober. Your two brothers are gone, and you are left alone, how long can you jump!"

"Well said!"

After a loud shout in the courtyard, I felt a darkness overhead. When I looked up, I saw a huge flag coming down over my head. It's not true to say that it's huge, it's not as wide as this alley, and this alley is probably less than a zhang. But I just think it's big.

I tried to jump out of the way. But the flag followed me like a shadow. I couldn't hide from it, so I was covered with my head. As soon as the flag was closed, it tightened and wrapped me tightly inside, as if I were wearing a straitjacket.

Fortunately, I'm now immune to sudden darkness. It's just that the flag that is still shrinking makes me unable to move, and I am a little uncomfortable. Because I was standing with my feet together, I suddenly felt a wave of energy sweeping under my feet, and I wanted to jump up, but I couldn't exert my strength. I can only carry it hard, but I don't want to mix garlic under my feet and fall to the ground.

"Mu Wu, I didn't expect you to be so useless, and you will be subdued with one Soul Flag. ”

My mouth was also immobilized by the silk wrap of the spirit flag, so I couldn't speak. There is no obstacle to breathing through the nose, and the cloth can't block the air at all. It's just that the chest is a little more troublesome, so that the breathing is not so smooth.

"Can't speak, do you? I've been trying to settle this account with you for a long time. The death of my brother and my brother is related to you. I'm going to avenge them, and you're the first to kill. ”

"You also guessed that Ming Chong, a turtle with a shrunken head, attached his soul to the old man in the village?"

"The old turtle didn't know where to hide, and I couldn't find it after looking for a long time. I didn't expect you to send it to the door first. ”

"It doesn't matter, if you can't find it, you can't find it, and his soul can't call the wind and rain outside. And the soul of a person is out of the body, even if he can attach himself to others, after all, he has to fight with the soul of others, and he has to adapt to rejection, and he will soon come out. There are so many souls waiting outside. Ha ha. ”

"By the way, why don't you speak? I have to ask you, where did that old woman go? Didn't you stay at her house last night? You don't even let go of her old age?"

This bastard is really mad, he and his senior brother have done all the dirty things in Zixu Temple, and the taste is so heavy. What is he going to do with Old Madam Feng? It seems that he has a strong purpose. Why did they attack an old woman who didn't mean anything? How many secrets did Old Madam Feng have.

She put the note in the steamed bun just to keep it from being seen. She just said no to me, why bother with it. The water in here is really bottomless.

"Oh, my spirit banner has tied you too tightly. Leaves you speechless. Qingyun continued, "It's no wonder that this thing was originally used to bind corpses, so of course it is more important." ”

No wonder I always had a stinky smell when I breathed, it turned out to be the smell of corpses. I start to get sick when I think about it. But I couldn't help but breathe, and I suppressed it for a while, and the breakfast in my stomach still rushed to my mouth. Because I can't open my mouth, I can't do anything but swallow it again.

After repeating this a few times, I thought to myself that I would be disgusted to death.

Just when I felt like I was going to pass out, I felt that the place where my mouth was loose and my mouth could open. Hey, it turns out that although this spirit banner is used to bind corpses, it is afraid of filth. Of course, I don't know if it's because I'm afraid of filth or water. There's always a little bit of stuff out of my stomach that sticks to the shroud, loosening the thing.

In that case, I'll vomit all the food out of my stomach, and it would be fine. Of course, you can't vomit it all in one go. The shroud was black, and I could slowly spit out the contents of my stomach and let the filth cover the entire shroud. without being noticed by Qingyun.

"Okay, I'll let your mouth go so you can talk. ”

I heard Qingyun's footsteps approaching, and he didn't know what to put on my mouth through the shroud. I had a mouth, and I bit it through the shroud. I don't even feel like I'm still holding a shroud in my mouth.

"How......" Qingyun said these two words, and my hand stabbed under the shroud with a short sword towards the place where Qingyun might be.

Even if I don't stab him, let him dodge, so I can get rid of the shroud, and the dagger will be able to tear the stinky cloth apart.

"Hmph, you really have a lot of eyes, I still waste your hands and feet if you make a mistake, let you be honest. ”

Of course, I didn't stab Qingyun, the shroud was torn by me with a short sword, but just as I tried to break free of the shroud, I felt a pain in my left ankle, like a wasp sting. Reflexively, as soon as my left leg was retracted, my true qi was concentrated on the left side of the Shaoyang meridian.

Although the pain was relieved, the numbness caused me to gradually lose the sense of my left foot.

"Qingyun, you want to hurt people again!"

I couldn't see it, but I could hear it, and it was Ming Chong's voice. The two of them were fighting again. That way I'll have time to rip the shroud off my head. I saw a thin old man and Qingyun flickering around in the courtyard. Occasionally, as soon as they fought, they encountered a burst of scattered energy.

I looked at my left foot, a little above the ankle, and there was a small red wound near the hamstring. It's like being pierced by an awl. It was the red dot that went down until the toes didn't feel it at all. No matter how I fight, even with a short sword, it doesn't hurt. It's like that part isn't mine.

"Push the silver needle out of it. (To be continued......)