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The Taoist priest took this piece of hand bone and wiped it repeatedly, wiped the blood stains on the hand bone, and then took out a delicate scale from his body like a trick, set up the weighing rod, put the hand bone on it, and muttered in his mouth: "Six taels and five coins." (Please search, the novel is better and faster!) No, no, no..."

The Taoist priest muttered to himself, threw the hand bone aside, and then walked to another corpse, took out a hand bone, and put it on the scale rod, "Four taels and seven dollars, it's not, it's strange......" After chanting words in his mouth, he threw it aside, and took more than a dozen Japanese corpses in a row, and finally discarded them aside, and finally the whole person sat on the ground, his brows furrowed, as if he couldn't understand it.

Tang Fang on the tree saw that the hairs on his whole body stood up, you think about it, in a quiet woods, there are more than a dozen corpses lying horizontally, a Taoist priest is interspersed and walked around in it, and there are more than a dozen expressionless dead people standing behind him, and the Taoist priest dug out a piece of bones on the corpse from time to time and weighed it.

After the Taoist priest turned out a few corpses and weighed them, he finally threw all the hand bones aside, and said: "It doesn't make sense, after I learned the method of bone fortune-telling since I was a child, I have tried and tried many times, and I have not missed a single time, what is going on...... Just now, there was a lot of anger here, according to the celestial phenomena, there should be ...... Yes...... Monster... Out...... Why. The Taoist priest thought for a long time, then suddenly smiled, and said to the corpses he brought with him: "Do you know what's going on?"

Those people still stood there as if they were dead, and they did not speak. The Taoist priest patted his head and smiled to himself: "You stupid things are just walking corpses whose souls have been forcibly imprisoned by me, how can you solve my doubts, hehe, hehe......"

At first, Tang Fang thought that these "people" were just dressed up as living people, but when he heard this Taoist priest-like person say this, it seemed that these people were really "dead" people.

The qi in front of him was no longer understandable by Tang Fang's common sense, and his only way was to quietly lurk in the tree, secretly praying that this demon path would not show itself.

"If you are revealed by demons, what kind of demon method will you use to turn yourself into a person who is not a human or a ghost, and it is better for you to hang on a tree forever and dry it into bacon. ”

"Bacon..."Tang Fang secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and involuntarily remembered the yellow and clear on the table, and took a bite of the sweet bacon in his mouth, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't eaten a good meal of meat for three months because of the rapid march.

"Goo-goo

"Hahahaha, I see. I see. The Taoist priest suddenly laughed, the laughter stopped suddenly, his voice was like ice, staring at the tree where Tang Fang was hiding, and said coldly: "Friends in the tree, now the mountain wind is too strong, climb so high, don't catch a cold." ”

"Oops!" Tang Fang secretly sighed in his heart, and was revealed.

Tang Fang reluctantly climbed down from the tree, and kept complaining about his uncompetitive stomach.

Tang Fang pulled out the pistol on his waist, pointed the muzzle of the gun at the young corpse Taoist priest, and said with a wary expression: "Demon Dao, what are you going to do." ”

The gun in the hands of the Tang side is the Japanese-made southern 14 type pistol, but there is a more resounding name in China - Wang Ba Box It stands to reason that the Tang side is a low-level soldier ruffian who is not qualified to own a pistol, but in a bloody battle, the Tang side was lucky and handed over a pistol, because this gun is copied from the German Ruger PO8 pistol, but the imitation method is very inferior, the firing pin is not hard enough and brittle, the blow is weak, and it is easy to break, and the officers often describe it as "even suicide cannot be guaranteed" , so the commander above the Tang side also turned a blind eye to the fact that Tang Fang did not hand over this pistol, but for a soldier like Tang Fang, who may not even be able to guarantee the bullet on time, having this gun is tantamount to an extra life, and Tang Fang also regards it as a treasure, and will never take it out until the critical moment.

Who knows, when the young Taoist priest saw the Wang Ba box in Tang Fang's hand, he smiled contemptuously, without raising his eyelids, and said sarcastically in his mouth: "If you think you can kill me, just shoot." ”

Tang Fang was stunned for a moment, and took a few steps back, the dead corpses everywhere and the blood mixed in the air, the mysterious Taoist priest and the motionless dead corpses behind him, Tang Fang felt that the qiē in front of him made him feel a little uncomfortable in his heart, as if he had arrived in another world.

The Taoist priest pointed to the ground and said, "Are they all dead?"

Tang Fang nodded.

Suddenly, the Taoist priest looked directly at Tang Fang and said coldly, "Why are you still alive?"

Tang Fang spat a mouthful of spit, began to be a little bold, and said: "Nonsense, Lao Tzu, I have a big life, and I can't die." Why, are you impatient with the demon road, and ask me to give you a ride, uncle. After speaking, Tang Fang waved the Wang Ba lid in his hand, and this grab was his only basis now.

The Taoist priest didn't answer, and looked at Tang Fang meaningfully, Tang Fang was a little uncomfortable by him, took two steps back, and said: "Old Taoist, uncle is happy tonight, I don't want to kill, get out of here quickly, otherwise Lao Tzu will recognize you, and the gun in Lao Tzu's hand may not recognize you!" After speaking, the muzzle of the gun tightened, and it was aimed at the Taoist priest again.

The Taoist priest didn't answer Tang Fang's words, and stared straight at Tang Fang to repeat the sentence just now: "Why are you still alive?"

Tang Fang said impatiently: "That's Lao Tzu's life." ”

The Taoist priest said, "Really?"

The two sides were deadlocked for a while, and the Taoist priest suddenly said, "Have you ever wondered why you are always so lucky and always able to escape death?"

Tang Fang said impatiently: "Nonsense, a good life is a good life, is there any other reason?"

The Taoist priest said leisurely: "That's not necessarily, boy, think carefully about when was the last time you were sick." ”

When Tang Fang heard this, he couldn't help but be a little stunned. Thinking about it carefully, because since the day he became sensible, it seems that (5) he has never been sick, not even a cold or cough, I didn't think it before, but when I heard the Taoist priest say this, there was indeed something wrong.

Tang Fang still said stiffly: "That's because Lao Tzu can eat, sleep, and women!"

The Taoist priest said leisurely: "Not necessarily, people have five diseases and seven disasters in their lives, this is innate, destined, if a person does not get sick in his life, he can only say ......"

"What!" Tang Fang said subconsciously.

"There are only two kinds of people who don't get sick. The Taoist priest stretched out his voice and said, his eyes looked at Tang Fang directly, and Tang Fang was uncomfortable, "Dead and "

"Zombies!"