Fluttershy looks at the long dark street, and her mind seems to have flown out.

Are those people more than welcoming? I wish she and Wusheng had left soon.

"Yes."

Fluttershy smiles, staring at the monster with the big head.

"Do you know who did it?"

Fluttershy doesn't know, and she shakes her head.

"Did you get into a lot of trouble here?"

Fluttershy nods.

"They're all pretty good at kung fu?"

Fluttershy nods.

"Do you want to find something out of the bones too?"

Fluttershy is silent, staring blankly.

Wusheng nodded.

The dog-headed priest suddenly walked over and smiled, "It turned out to be a misunderstanding, don't blame the spear god." ”

Silent without life.

"What clues can the spear god find?"

"Nope."

"What's next?"

"Looking for the little boy."

The dog head blinked and stared at his new love, "Little boy? ”

"There are many sons in the rivers and lakes, but there is only one little son." The new love puts the oil lamp on the table.

"Do you know this man?"

"Just a little bit of acquaintance."

"How much is a little bit?"

Xinhuan touched his head again, his head seemed to be very itchy, and his expression became as if it was very uncomfortable, maybe his brain moved a lot, which was not only tiring, but also uncomfortable, "The little boy is a strange person, he has a relationship with both black and white." ”

The doghead smiled.

He is really pleasant, no matter what kind of organization gets such talent, he can't help but be happy.

He now knew how pleasant Kenshen had been before.

"There may be no more than three people who have seen him, and one of them is the abbot of Shaolin."

"Anyone else?"

"The other is the former leader of the Demon Sect." The hand on his head slowly pulled away, and he gasped, "Maybe it's just these two." ”

"Can you find this man?"

"I can't." Xinhuan looked at Wusheng, "But there is someone who can definitely find it." ”

"Who is it?"

"Heavenly Machine."

Lifeless pulls Fluttershy into the darkness of the night.

The doghead wanted to keep him, but was stopped by Xinhuan, "Don't keep this person." ”

"Why?"

"Because wherever this person goes, there will be more trouble."

The doghead smiled.

"Now there are more and more."

"Are you worried about him? Or feel sorry for him? ”

Xinhuan blinked, staring at the dark night, "Do you know who the fairy in the painting is?" ”

"I've heard a little."

"She is the new leader of this generation, the new leader who abandoned cultivation and memory, and came to the rivers and lakes to be robbed."

The doghead nodded, exhaling heavily.

"So we still don't go near them because they really have a lot of trouble."

The dog head nodded, and the smile was even stronger.

/

/

The lifeless stone statue stood upright, staring and poking ahead.

Fluttershy looks at Wusheng, "Someone up ahead?" ”

There's a lantern in front of her, and Fluttershy's heart shakes violently.

She had seen lanterns, all kinds of lanterns, and there shouldn't be anything strange about lanterns, but this lantern was strange, strange and evil.

Pale white paper, dark lights.

The lights inside were pitch black, pitch black without a trace of light.

The lantern leaned against the wall, suspended in mid-air, looking extremely eerie and mysterious.

The lanterns fluttered in the cold wind, and the pitch-black flames fluttered softly.

There was a man leaning against the wall, a man in pitch black, with a pitch-black shirt, a pitch-black hat, and a pitch-black cheek.

Everything was pitch black on this man's body.

Fluttershy doesn't dare to look at it anymore, she's afraid of the lantern, not like the lantern's lantern.

The dark man saw that Wusheng was not far away, and he did not have a strange expression, nor did he move.

The lack of movement is enough to terrify and panic Fluttershy.

Wusheng suddenly walked over and stood not far away, "The Lantern Festival has passed." ”

"Yes." The man had spoken.

His voice was extremely dark and eerie, but it was short and not elongated.

"You're still selling lanterns?"

"Yes."

"You seem to be very poor lately?"

"Yes."

Wusheng suddenly took out a piece of silver from his bosom and threw it into his hand, and his dark hand suddenly caught it.

His hands are vigorous and nimble, like a fish in flowing water, and he is constantly moving.

The lifeless stone statue turned around and walked to the other end of the long street.

"What is this man?"

"Not people."

Fluttershy doesn't understand, but her curiosity beats.

A woman's curiosity is difficult to suppress, and the more afraid a woman is, the stronger her curiosity.

"Why are the lanterns like that?"

Silent without life.

"Why is the flame in the lantern black?"

"That's not your average lantern."

"Could it be that there is something else to say about this?"

"Yes."

"Then tell me something." Fluttershy is clinging to his body and begging for mercy.

"This person comes out once a year, and every time he comes out on the Lantern Festival."

"Out to sell lights?"

"Yes, he only sells lamps and nothing else."

Fluttershy doesn't understand a little, and his words sound strange.

"Then he doesn't do anything but sell lights?"

"Yes, he would never do anything else, and he could not do anything else."

"Then why does he sell lamps at night?"

"It's his fault, it's been with him for years, and he hasn't changed."

"Is there anything special about this lamp?"

"It's a deadly lamp."

"Death Lamp?"

"Yes, it's a lamp that kills people."

"What if someone buys this lamp? What will happen? ”

"I'll help you kill someone, anyone is the same, you can kill it."

Wusheng suddenly stood upright like a stone statue, turned around like a stone statue, stared and poked at the lone lamp in front of him.

Deadly lights.

Fluttershy is dizzy.

People who can't see may be scary and timid, but because they can't see, there are many possibilities, it may be a ghost, it may be a monster, it may be nothing, and it is more likely that it is nothing.

Fluttershy picks her up, staring and poking at the lantern, staring at and poking at the man.

"I didn't buy your lamp."

The man shook his head, and the lamp fluttered in the cold wind, and suddenly floated on the edge of lifelessness.

"I've sold it because you've paid for it."

"You're going to kill for me?"

"Yes, it's the same for everyone."

This man stared at Wusheng, and his eyes were pitch black, but there was no light.

"Then you can go, because I have no enemies and no opponents."

"You're wrong." The man suddenly waved his hand, and the lantern slowly floated in front of Wusheng's eyes, "If you are a person, you will have an enemy, if you are a person, you will have an opponent, and you are also a person, so it is no exception." ”

Silent without life.

"There will be more opponents of the gun god, but it's a pity that I can only kill one." The man smiled coldly, "Because it's the rule." ”

Silent without life.

"You can tell whoever, it's the same, I can kill this person."

Silent without life.

There was no trace of emotion in the empty eyes, staring and poking at the dark sky.

He didn't want to look at the man.

"My life-killing lampman looks at the rivers and lakes, as if no one can't kill him." His voice was colder, colder than the cold wind, cold and ruthless, "Maybe the spear god can also kill." ”

"What if I don't want you to kill someone?"

"It's the rules of the trade, and it's my rules, so I'm going to ......."

"What will happen to you?"

"I'll kill you." The Killer Lampman smiled coldly, "Did you understand what you heard?" ”

"Yes, I hear you very clearly."

The cold wind was blowing, and a pitch-black figure quietly appeared on the dark roof, this person just showed his face and glanced at Wusheng, and did not make any other movements.

When I saw the lantern, I seemed to be surprised and frightened, and my breathing suddenly became a little heavier, just a little bit.

But I saw that the lantern suddenly floated past, and the pitch-black light swayed softly, and suddenly shot out a golden light, and the golden light flashed.

The man had rolled down with a scream, and fell heavily to the ground, motionless like dead flesh.

The lantern slowly floated back again, floating on the edge of lifelessness.

"I don't kill people in vain, not once." The Killer Lampman smiled, "You can tell who you're going to kill." ”

Silent and deeply sighed.

He turned suddenly, walked forward like a stone statue, and did not look at the man again, nor did he say a word to the man.

The pitch-black lantern suddenly floated towards Wusheng, and a golden light suddenly appeared, shooting at Wusheng's throat.

At such a close distance, Wusheng should have died in that golden light, but he didn't.

A thin golden needle struck the ground.

The cloak is draped over Fluttershy's body, which is gradually devoid of coldness, and appears extremely stable and comfortable, without a hint of shaking.

A smile appears on Fluttershy's lips again.

Her dreams must have been fragrant and sweet.

Wusheng suddenly turned around like a stone statue, staring and poking at the life-killing lampman, "Your life-killing golden needle was blocked by me." ”

"Yes, my golden needle was blocked by you."

"So you're not coming over next year."

The Killer Lampman sneered, and there was already a hint of sadness in his laughter, "Yes, I won't be coming over next year." ”

"So you should abolish this rule, and abolish your own."

"Yes, I should have done away with the rules of death, and I should have done away with my own."

"So you're going to scrap yourself too? Isn't it? ”

"Yes, I'll scrap myself too."

There was a desolate and miserable look in his voice, a voice that can only be found in people who are dying before they die.

Drifting like a light smoke, drifting towards the deadly lampman.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly appeared, shooting towards the chest of the deadly lampman.

He's killing himself!

Wusheng's hand suddenly grabbed, the golden light disappeared, the hand was released again, and the golden needle fell to the ground.

"You ......."

Wusheng suddenly lifted the lantern and handed it to the lampbearer, "You are alive, you should not die." ”

"But I ......." The life-killing lampman gritted his teeth and stared coldly at Wusheng, unable to speak.

"But you've broken your rules, haven't you?"

"Yes."

"Did I break your rules?"

The Deadly Lampman nodded, gritted his teeth coldly, and the blood from the corners of his mouth was already pouring out from excessive force.

"So your life should be mine, and you can't die without me doing it."

The life-killing lampman gritted his teeth, was silent, stared coldly at Wusheng, and couldn't say a word coldly.