"Hoo ......"

There was a deep and oppressive dark blue sky overhead, and the cold wind was whistling in my ears.

Goldman Sachs walked on a wide but unusually winding mountain road under the protection of two Kalings.

After walking for a long time, there is still no end in sight.

Although there is an increase in blood and qi, walking in the mountains is also a pleasure, but this time the world is full of the evil qi of grabbing the gods and devouring the soul, and if you stay for too long, it is easy to fall into the root of the disease.

Indeed, at the moment it is just a competition for high school students, "Friendship First".

But cards are, by their very nature, a "killer weapon".

Killing weapons fight, even if both sides have a spare hand at a critical time, it is normal to have a few more cuts on the body.

"Harm, how can the card master be so squeamish, in the transcendent world, if any injury or illness can't be cured, I'll beat him to death."

"The main game is a Goldman Sachs...... Authentic. ”

In the [Du Ruoshan Ghost Temple], Ji Nian held a small blood-stained bronze mirror in his hand to make the final adjustment to his image.

In addition to the standard equipment of bloody clothes, paper horses, funeral appearances, and safflowers, he also hung Yingtai's simple and mottled scholar's sword on his body.

Pull the collar again, revealing the strangulation marks on the neck, and it is ready.

Turning his head and glancing at the sand table, he saw that the person and the two Karings were going back and forth on a Pantuo road, and couldn't help but show a sinister smile.

"Let's get started."

Yingtai, who was also wearing a miserable white face and a red marriage, heard that Tingting stepped forward and helped him sort out his clothes, then turned around and leaned over into the wedding sedan chair.

Two pale and slender hands lay on top of each other, revealing ten smooth nails, blood-red and sharp.

"Brother Zongzi, come over too."

Ji Nian said, turning his head to look at Brother Zongzi who was sniffing and sniffing on the side.

The old zongzi was immersed in the fantasy of food at this time, almost salivating, and he didn't hear the instructions of his card master.

Seeing this, Ji Nian decisively took out an old copper bell from the sea of knowledge, shook it casually, and made a light sound.

The next moment, the old zongzi was like a zombie in an old-fashioned Xiangjiang movie, and turned his head with a click.

This gadget that was picked up from a two-dollar store in the past year is its "rice bell".

It's been a long time, and now whenever he hears the bell, this guy will reflexively turn his head.

"Do dead things like zombies have a conditioned reflex?"

The chronicles are also somewhat incomprehensible to such "scientific questions".

But this did not prevent him, and in his mind he listed the "salted fish dumplings of the year" as a pioneering experiment on the same level as "Pavlov's dog".

"Brother Zongzi, our family doesn't have enough manpower, so I'll trouble you to play two corners later."

Ji Nian first made some adjustments to the appearance of Brother Zongzi.

Yin Wen wore a flower feather and a blue and black robe to avoid the sun, and he did not move, mainly to change his facial makeup.

Spread two lying silkworm eyebrows horizontally, and a pair of wedge knife eyes bloom below.

The face is blue and black, and the beard is short.

There is quite a sense of oppression from the feudal family.

With the complicated costume in blue and black tones, it is even more paradoxical and yin.

This is "Wishing Father".

As for "wishing mothers......

Ji Nian looked down at the skin cards that had been drawn a long time ago:

He is kind-eyed, well-dressed, with a string of dark red beads on his wrinkled hands, and a kind smile on his face.

At first glance, the "appearance" of the old zongzi at the moment is two extremes.

It's just that such a stark contrast adds a bit of abruptness and weirdness to it.

If you look closely, the pattern of flowers on her clothes is actually painted by a layer of "worm maggots", and the beads tied on her hands are also some kind of dark red sticky gum wrapped in burnt yellow human teeth.

is in response to the sentence: "If you are not a family, you will not enter a family".

"Brother Zongzi, this role is also played by you."

Ji Nian said, handing the card to the old zongzi.

Normally, the character of "Mother Wish" should be played by the female Kaling.

Mountain ghosts are very suitable.

But Goldman Sachs is not a good character after all, and only Daiyu is left, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with.

Add a mountain ghost, and you'll be much more at ease.

In this way, no matter whether the old zongzi wants to or not, this role must be played by him.

“……”

Brother Zongzi stretched out a big hand with sharp nails and a thick blue and black hand, and held the card stiffly.

Looking at the image on the card, he couldn't help but be stunned on the spot, slowly turned his head, and looked at the unscrupulous master with incredible eyes.

Ji Nian couldn't help but smile slightly apologetically.

This time, he really didn't make any mistakes, it was completely because he didn't have enough people around him.

Brother Zongzi works harder, and he should be used for two purposes.

"Come on, I've always felt that you are the most promising in our family."

"Isn't it just playing two roles, it's a little meaning."

As he spoke, he patted Brother Zongzi on the shoulder.

Brother Zongzi felt that he was cpu, but he couldn't say the word, and he didn't dare to go against Ji Nian's will, so he could only stand aside with low eyebrows, as if he had been greatly wronged.

"Okay, isn't this a meal for you? If you do this again, I'll give your food to the little golden silkworm. ”

When the old zongzi heard this, he immediately solemnly bowed his head, his face was serious, and he looked more reliable than anyone else.

Seeing this, Ji Nian sighed a little helplessly, but the moment he turned around, he quickly adjusted his mood.

With his right hand, he pressed the hilt of the sword tied with [Dream Red Yarn], and his body moved, and he sat on the back of the colorful paper horse.

From beginning to end, there was a pale and terrifying sinister smile on his face.

"Yingtai, marry me, you just wait to live a good life."

The opening is a "ghostly" drama singing segment, and the fingers are shaking and turning:

"Open the cabinet and open the box, help the newcomer change clothes, comb his hair and wipe his face and make up skillfully, and the auspicious day of the underworld will be long."

"Lang marries a wife, crosses the threshold, turns three times and pours three times."

The sharp and weird singing voice is intertwined with the suona sound, and a large number of square-hole paper money is scattered between the heavens and the earth.

The paper horse stepped forward slowly, its body swaying and its steps light and floating.

"Open the car door to pick velvet flowers. Light a fire at the bottom, and put a whip on the top. The torches burned brightly, and the whips rang loudly. ”

The lyrics fell, and the firecrackers crackled on the road that the paper horse walked.

"A good piece of nanmu, carved paper saddle, the newcomer strides forward, and the house can be safe."

"Slender fruit sticks, dripping blood candles, tilting heads and empty worship, red coffins and dry bones for more than a hundred years......"

The shrill and suppressed singing fades away with the passing of the chronicles.

He hung a big red flower, led two crooked-necked paper figures, and left first.

The red team only got up and moved after he had left for a while.

Gao Sheng, who also has silver-level spiritual power, has extremely keen senses, even if he is a little dizzy from being burned by the evil qi, he still catches the physically uncomfortable sound of the underworld for the first time.

"It's all dog stuff years...... It's all dog stuff ......."

He repeated the words in and out, taking a few deep breaths and trying to adjust his emotions.

Just when his mind gradually calmed down, there was a sudden exclamation behind him, like thunder, which shook his heart thumping.

"Not good!"

The remnant soul dressed as an ancient scholar was startled.

Goldman Sachs' eyes suddenly darkened, and he almost didn't catch it in one breath.

"Why do you want to die?!"

He turned his head and said to the remnant through gritted teeth.

"Strongman, it's Ma Wencai." A very complicated expression appeared on the translucent face of the remnant soul: "Marven is here." ”

"I know!"

Goldman Sachs turned his head and roared, raised his hand and turned over a blue weapon equipment card, and held it in his hand.

【Ancient Ingot Copper Disaster Folk Land Sinking Knife】

As if sensing the dangerous aura not far away, the blade of Lu Shendao's blade snorted softly.

A thin mist fell on it, and it was only a moment before it was shaken out of layers of ripples.

Goldman Sachs gripped the handle of the knife and wrapped the red rope around the end of the tail around his forearm.

With the blessing of blood and energy, he became more and more aggressive, and he really wanted to fight with that "Ma Wencai".

But still under the restraint of reason, he exhaled a long breath, took a few steps back, and fell between the two Karlings.

- He spent almost all his energy on card making, and he was not an ordinary crotch pull in hand-to-hand combat.

In the case of one-on-one, even if he has better weapons and equipment, he may not be Ji Nian's opponent, let alone the groom Kaling, who is suspected to be the second male second.

"You can't fight hard."

Goldman said.

Just as he was about to turn away, he saw a hanging head, almost falling on his shoulder, and his heart jumped suddenly.

"What's that?"

After seeing the elegant face with an ancient style, he couldn't help frowning, and a smile with only lower teeth on his face appeared.

"Liang Shanbo" also seemed to notice that something was wrong at this time, and couldn't help but bow his head silently, and quietly looked at Goldman Sachs with only those pair of dark eyes.

"Whew."

Goldman Sachs tried to exhale the depression in his chest.

He had already seen that this-remnant was sent by Ji Nian to add to his own trouble.

However, according to the description of the book "The Principle of Field Cards", since the rules have mentioned that this remnant soul should provide him with guidance, he will not be full of lies and deception.

Still believable.

"Liang Shanbo, right? Tell me about Ma Wencai's means and strength! ”

His tone was very polite, but Liang Shanbo didn't care, as always, he was elegant and kind: "Ma Wencai is strong and healthy, but his physical skills are negligent, and it is not difficult to deal with ......."

"Okay, don't talk about it."

Goldman Sachs interrupted it with a wave of his hand, silently retracting the judgment he had just made.

The year is still the same year.

If you get a task guide, you have to coax and deceive.

and his own virtue.

"In these years, no one believes the truth."

Ji Nian shook his head lightly, and secretly sighed that "people's hearts are not ancient".

The singing in his throat does not stop, riding a paper horse, walking quietly along the mountain road.

The voice that fell into Goldman's ears became clearer.

"One yin is moving, two surnames are in the same coffin, please have three charms, four tricks, and five evils to advocate the wind divination."

"Six deeds are completed, seven essences are completed, eight tones are made, nine songs are secluded, and ten are missing and ten regrets are in Huangquan Valley."

When the last line was sung, the singing stopped, and there was no sound for a long time.

The song just now seemed to come from all directions, and it was all in the ears, and Goldman Sachs couldn't find the source of the sound for a while, so he could only hold the knife and look around.

At this time, he suddenly heard some movement behind him, and turned his head to look at the corner of the mountain road he had just walked.

At first glance, there didn't seem to be any, until Goldman Sachs frowned, squinted, and put on special glasses, and saw a head with a hat.

The man pointed the back of his head to him, and his face could not be seen clearly, but there was a black oil in sight.

"Ma Wencai?"

He muttered quietly.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, the head clicked in a posture that humans could not do, and instantly twisted one hundred and eighty degrees, revealing a terrifying smile at him.

"Hee-hee-hee."

The valley reverberated with paradoxical and menacing laughter.

Ma Wencai, who was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, rode a paper horse with a white background pattern, walked out with his chest straight, and his face was triumphant.

It seems to be a clown pretending to be a big general on the stage, which is very funny with contrast.

But Goldman Sachs couldn't laugh at all, only felt a basin of cold water fall on his head, and the chill hit the soles of his feet from the top of his skull, instantly suppressing the boiling blood.

I think that although he is from Genting, he has also lived in Qingshan for many years and is used to seeing all kinds of underworld scenes.

But the thriller brought by such a strong contrast is the first time I've seen it.

"Hee-hee-hee."

This eerie laughter is a little disgusting.

Goldman Sachs only felt slightly uncomfortable, and couldn't help but move, while keeping the two Kalings next to him on guard.

Sure enough, in the next moment, the groom, who was full of pride, got off the paper horse, and floated with his arms down and his legs immovable.

His head was tilted and he was almost lying on his shoulder, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold and cruel, staring at the wisp of remnant soul behind him.

Thump! Thump!!

Goldman Sachs stroked the hilt of his knife with his hand, his heart fluttering.

Under the high tension, I only felt that the wind between heaven and earth gradually stopped, the flag did not waver, the fog was heavy, and the clouds did not move.

"Cangchang."

He moved his hand, flicked the knife out of its sheath, and was ready to do it at any moment.

Unexpectedly, the bridegroom only "walked" a few steps forward, and then he no longer had the intention of marching, but stood not far away and laughed and laughed, which made him irritable.

But when he couldn't help but want to make a move, the red-robed groom leaned back and fell back.

didn't leave there, but half-covered his mouth with the back of his hand, and whispered something in a whispering posture with someone.

I also looked up at him from time to time, with strange eyes and a bad smile.

Goldman Sachs faintly realized that something was wrong, put on his helmet, raised his hand, and summoned the [Hovering Motorcycle], a Zhenyuan Army-standard vehicle.

The Blood Flower King turned into a blue light and was put away by him.

The triangular-eyed bald old man, who was only about one meter three or four tall, shook his sleeve robe with a dark smile, jumped lightly, and fell to the back seat.

"Heh, do you think I'm the reckless man of King Ren? I know that something is wrong, but I have to hit it hard. ”

"As long as I can win, I don't care if I run away on a motorcycle, I just crawl and walk."

Goldman said in his heart, kicked his foot hard, and ran out as soon as he twisted the accelerator.

"Strong man, don't leave me."

Liang Shanbo shouted anxiously from behind.

"I'll take care of you."

Goldman sneered and drove the hoverbike to the top of the mountain, glancing in the rearview mirror, only to see the groom sitting on the back of a paper horse, smiling at his back.

Under the boiling blood, he couldn't help but turn around and scolded: "Whatbby, come and chase me!" Then he laughed wildly.

The speed is 300 miles, and the mood is free.

I hope that the finish line is the podium, and I will sprint with all my might, and I will dream of being in Aoyama.

At this moment, Goldman Sachs is absolutely free, and his heart is very open, and he even wants to sing twice.

"I want to fly into the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun. Uh-huh, uh-huh. Hmph~"

That's what he thinks, and that's what he does.

But as the saying goes, happiness begets sorrow.

The motorcycle didn't ride for long, and Goldman Sachs suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, and he couldn't help but have some bad premonitions in his heart.

"Warrior ......"

Looking at the scholar standing aside with a wry smile, Goldman Sachs stopped singing.

He fell silent.

The motorcycle gradually turned off, and the cold came again.

Heaven and earth are as black and blue as the deep sea, and fear is like the tide of the sea.

The bridegroom floated out of the corner in a dangling manner, carrying a simple and mottled sword in his hand, twisting his waist, and the sword arced in a strange tone:

"The speed is 300 miles, and the mood is free~" This is to learn from him.

"Didn't Childe eat leopard gall? Dare to deceive me Ma Wencai. ”

"It's no wonder that cramps and bones endure hardships, and there is a dilemma between life and death."

As soon as the words fell, a heavy figure in a dark blue robe walked out of the shadows.

"Virtuous son-in-law, who dares to deceive you?"

The voice is hoarse, like a wolf like a jackal, gloomy and treacherous, and it is extremely incompatible with the burly body.

"It seems that Liang Shanbo has found someone."

The groom said, his long white fingers pointing at the motorcycle boy in the distance.

"People are dead, but the thief's heart is not dead, and he dares to beat my daughter's idea, today, let her soul fly away!"

"Take it down first, it's a thief who doesn't distinguish between right and wrong, and insults my virtuous son-in-law."

As soon as the words fell, several paper figures with strange smiles on their faces and blush on their cheeks stretched out their arms, grinning and fluttering.

The broad figure now revealed his hideous face, which was blue and black and slightly corrupted, and raised his hand to put on a hat full of red cherry blossoms.

Stretching out his arms and jumping vertically.

In fact, with Brother Zongzi's current "cultivation", his body is no longer as stiff as before, and he can even barely complete a set of "dancing youth".

But at any time, for zombies, the most oppressive way of action is still like this, the body is stiff and jumping.

I saw that his body was surrounded by a thick inky black dead air, although his movements were light and ghostly, but every step seemed to carry tens of millions of catties of strength.

The earthquake made the heavens and the earth tremble slightly, and the air was cold.

Boom! Boom!! Boom!!!

The unit that was suspected of "wishing my father" was getting heavier.

The strong visual impact couldn't help but make Goldman Sachs wonder if this monster, which is two meters tall and has strong shoulders and wide shoulders, weighs tons.

Try to retreat.

It was the only thought in his head.

Zombies are undead monsters that have a huge overpowering effect on living units.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the natural enemy of human beings.

In particular, Goldman Sachs felt the monster's covetousness for the blood in his body.

His blood-stained, pitch-black eyes were full of gluttony, as if they wanted to devour him whole.

"Made, I knew this dog wasn't in good shape."

Gao Shengxin said, and stepped down again, but he didn't kick the motorcycle for half a day.

He didn't bother to complain, why such a high-tech thing still uses the traditional motorcycle fire method.

The speed of "Wishing Father" is extremely fast, even if it is not a short distance, it can come in the form of a vertical jump.

"Hoo ......"

Goldman Sachs only felt that the fishy wind was on the surface, and his face was like a knife.

The bald old man behind him sneered, curled up, jumped high, held more than a foot of blood-stained bone nails, and chiseled straight to the top of the skull of "Zhu Father".

The speed of the instant outbreak is almost as fast as that of Britain and Taiwan under normal conditions.

But Brother Zongzi is not as bulky as it seems on the surface, he only exerts his strength with both feet, sweeps backwards, and dodges this blow.

Then he launched an offensive and fought with the old man.

At this time, Ji Nian slowly came to Goldman Sachs.

Wang Liang saw a funny blogger practicing flying needles, and the comment area was all over, "The sunrise in the East, only I am undefeated, welcome the Oriental Master", it was very interesting, he picked up a toothpick and learned to practice a few times.

Unexpectedly, a progress bar [5/10000] appeared in front of me.

(End of chapter)