Xing Yi was facing the sky on his back, his body was weighing more than two hundred catties, his hands and feet were also trapped, his chest and lower abdomen were pressed to death by his knees, and it hurt when he moved.

He shouted angrily, "What are you going to do? Robbing people alive? ”

The man who clamped his legs slammed him in the crotch and shouted, "Gagged, don't let him talk." ”

As soon as I heard the voice, I knew who it was, so arrogant, invited an accomplice, and the murder came at the door of the house.

"Ni Ji......" Xing Yi was only halfway out, and his mouth was covered by a fat, smelly palm.

"He called your name." The accomplice said.

"Hold him in the mouth, don't let him shout." Push your knees into his lower abdomen.

Xing Yi couldn't help but shout: "Ouch, special Ni Jiyong, you want to kill Lao Tzu......"

"You dare to call Lao Tzu, how old are you?" Ni Jiyong called his accomplices, "Force, throw the dog down." ”

The two of them turned around, and with a fierce push, they pushed Xing Yi into the gutter at the foot of the wall, and trapped his hands and feet with the help of the gutter, and the two of them shook their fists and raised their feet, wanting to have a burst of pleasure.

Then the door opened, and a voice shouted, "Who! What for? ”

The light of the flashlight flickered, and someone came out.

Ni Jiyong whispered, the two let go, hunched their waists and ran away.

Someone walked over quickly, stood around the corner, saw a figure flickering at the corner of the street, and continued to shout: "Stop." ”

The figure vanished. He didn't go any further, raised his flashlight and shook it a few times, and walked back with a curse.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Xing Yi climbed out of the gutter, moved to the street, and checked his wet body by the street lamp.

He staggered all the way back to the hostel along the eaves of the street, sheltered by the shadows. Wei Zhenghai was frightened when he saw it: "What's wrong with you?" ”

He shook his head slightly: "I drank too much and fell into the gutter on the side of the road." ”

"Ouch, make it look like this."

Wei Zhenghai hurriedly prepared hot water for him, he asked Wei Zhenghai for safflower oil, climbed into the bathtub and lay down, rubbed his lower abdomen with both hands, and hated in his heart, this guy is going to die, stinky boy, today is a feud with you, okay, go back to you to settle accounts, there is time.

I feel weak, I don't have any strength at all, I drink a lot of side effects, this is a big loss, I deserve to be meat on the chopping board, and I let the two dog things be disposed of at will.

The strength of the voice that opened the door and came out of the scolding, the frequency of walking, the flashlight was indefinite

X comes and X, and there is no doubt that it is Lord Ni Suqing.

If he is a little more curious, a little more responsible, and a few steps further, it will be inevitable

When he saw the person in the gutter, he thought it was a dead pig, and he screamed wildly, luring his wife and daughter out......

Everything happened in that moment.

After a moment of cranky thought, he fell asleep in the bathtub in a daze.

It was another Saturday, Wen Qiyi came to Xing Yi, and said happily that he had found the nest of the red-bellied bird, and this time he had brought enough lead bullets, net pockets, dry food, tea, and wild cats pulling cows, and he was going to do a big job.

Xing Yi didn't want to go, so he walked in the mountains and forests for more than an hour and arrived at his destination.

Wen Qiyi's sharp eyes had already seen the traces of birds, yes, no less than three, right there, leisurely foraging in the woodland, not realizing that danger was coming.

Wen Qiyi quietly crouched down behind a tree. When I went back to explain to Xing Yi, I had to be like him, quickly find a place to hide and don't make a noise.

As he spoke, his eyes widened, and he saw Xing Yi grabbing a branch and was about to pick it.

He booed a few times in succession, signaling Xing Yi not to move.

Xing Yi turned his back to him, but he didn't hear it, so he groped at his feet, touched a stone, and was about to throw it at him.

Before the stone was thrown, the branch broke, and the crisp cracking sound echoed through the forest.

Wen Qiyi turned back again, where is there still the shadow of a bird!

He was so angry that he really wanted to kick Xing Yi twice, but Xing Yi said flatteringly: "I'm afraid that you are tired of walking, so I will get you a crutch." ”

He wanted to punish Xing Yi and arranged for him to go around from the foot of the mountain on this side, and he must feel the other side of the mountain for twenty minutes, and when he saw the red-bellied birds, he coaxed them to fly back.

Xing Yi agreed, thinking in his heart, not only will I not drive them back, but I will also drive them to fly farther.

After the breakup, Xing Yi basically kept trotting, wanting to become the vanguard before Wen Qiyi arrived, driving all the birds away, leaving him an open field, and letting lead bullets fly freely unhindered.

Passing through the woods and over the hills, a valley appeared in front of it, the water was shallow, the valley floor was exposed, and an old tree trunk was naturally built into a single-plank bridge.

In the forest on the other side of the valley, many birds gathered, and they chirped one after another, throwing stones at them, smashing the branches, and the birds stopped, and after a while they began to cry again, and if they wanted to get rid of them, they had to go to the other side of the valley.

He walked up to the trunk of the tree, the soles of his shoes were stuck with moss, and he was not very steady, and his body began to shake, and he was in a dilemma, and finally he was unsteady on his feet and fell.

His knees and elbows were injured, the wounds were soaked in cold water, and he grinned in bitter pain.

He had been rolling and climbing in the ravine for a long time before he found a gap and climbed up.

He knew a plant with fine leaves and small red flowers, which grew on the edge of the valley, and its roots were good antidotes for dredging and stopping bleeding.

The root of the plant was under the stone, and he turned the stone, and because the position he was standing in was below, the stone did not return to its place, and as soon as he let go, he rolled down and smashed his toe again.

He sighed repeatedly, the old wound on this body is not healed, and the new injury is here again, what happened during this time?

He sat down, clutched his toes, waited for the pain to go away, and then dug up the roots, not glancing at the stone.

The shape of the stone was extremely ugly, like a giant toad, and that's not all, the bulging skin was actually red, like a bleeding spot on the skin of a toad.

He looked down at his feet, suspecting that the blood was dripping from them.

His toes were not broken, nor were there any injuries on his body, the color of the stone was its own existence.

He subconsciously moved the stone over, picked up a handful of weeds nearby, wiped off the dirt on the skin, and a large red color appeared.

He carried the stone into the stream and scrubbed it vigorously, and my God, obediently, the whole stone was blood-red.

He was not at ease, so he lifted the stone up, put it down gently, picked up a stubborn stone from the side, scraped, smashed, and drilled the red stone with his sharp head......

He picked up the stone and shook it in his hand, shook his head a few times, and came closer, sniffing the stone carefully, the stone was silent, but the red of the stone shone on his eyes.

He admitted, impressed by this toad-shaped stone, the blood-red color is not artificial, it is naturally formed, this should be bloodstone.

For a long time, he has known and understood the ultimate, research, and dreams of bloodstone.

He rummaged all the way down the ditch and found the second, the third...... He stopped his actions and quickly hid the stones he had found, and no longer made any movement, just afraid that Wen Qiyi would come out of it at this time.