The old man was performing on the street, chopped off his grandson's head with a knife, and then carried a gong around the crowd to beg for a reward.

But just after the reward was in hand, he took his grandson's head back and wanted to perform the art of resurrection, but something went wrong.

The grandson did not come back to life as he wished, but never moved again, which scared the people around him, this is murder?

The old man suddenly understood, this is a master!

He turned around and looked at the crowd and made a deep gesture: "The little one and his grandson first came to the treasure land, and they never visited the masters, so they burned incense and worshiped the dock."

It's not right, I hope that the master will raise his noble hand and let the little grandson have a way to live, and since then the little grandson will no longer go to Xiangyang City!

Little old man is here, thank you! ”

Bow deeply, bow and worship!

As soon as I heard this, I knew that something was wrong, and only a few short sentences could make up the general context of things in everyone's brain.

This should be the old man and grandson, who came here to perform and beg for money, and did not worship the local pier, so he was hindered by the local master who had the ability to make his grandson come back from the dead.

In other words, his grandson is going to die!

It's just that the old man bows so lowly, will this master hidden in the crowd let him go?

It's enough to pique everyone's curiosity!

Liu Rong also stopped wanting to call the errand officer.

Only then did he remember that beside him, there was also Su Lie, the Dragon King of the Han River, since he was the Dragon King, he should know something about such a strange thing that others didn't know.

I couldn't help but ask softly, "Su Lie, what trick did this old man do?" Is it really hurting others? ”

Since Su Lie is the Dragon King, the old man who performed on stage just now, when he took over his grandson's head, the aura on his body can show that he is a capable person.

He probably also thought of this spell that cut off the head and then continued: "Hui Fuzun, if this old man is not mistaken, he should be fortunate enough to learn the continuation of the seventy-two earthly evil techniques of Taoism."

You can cut off your own head or someone else's head and put it back on!

This folklore, the underworld Lu Ju once changed people's heads, and this method was used!

But what is strange is that if you really have such a ability, how can you be reduced to the role of performing on the street?

It's incomprehensible!

But looking at the current scene, it should be a spell that brings people back to life after blocking his next gimmick!

If one is not good, if this master in the crowd is unhappy, his grandson may really die! ”

Liu Rong understood.

"What do you mean is that this old man originally wanted to use the continuation technique of the seventy-two Taoist earthly evil techniques he learned when he was performing his art, and perform this kind of thing of cutting off his grandson's head and then taking it back, asking for some rewards.

As a result, because I came to Xiangyang City, I didn't visit the dock or visit the local masters, so I was hindered by the local masters.

Want him to kill his grandson? ”

Su Lie nodded: "Yes!" This is too vicious, and one of the viciousness is that he asked a grandfather to kill his grandson, but he couldn't save it.

The second viciousness has ruined a cultivator's Dao heart since then, thinking about his grandson's death in the act of cutting off his head himself.

From now on, he will no longer make an inch of progress in cultivating the Dao, because the Dao heart is broken!

Therefore, the so-called master hiding in the crowd is thoughtful, and he can even be said to be vicious! ”

Liu Rong nodded, he could probably straighten out the key as long as he thought about it.

So, let one of his attendants quietly go to the official office, and then he continued to look down.

The old man on the stage, seeing that no one in the crowd below was willing to stand up and reconcile, and his grandson was still lying on the stage without a sound.

It seems that the other party is determined to kill his grandson, the old man was angry instantly, he glanced at the audience with cold eyes, and snorted coldly: "Since the local masters are unwilling to give the old man a way to live, the old man has to fight to break the net!" ”

The audience still didn't say anything, because the audience was also looking around to see who would stand up and admit that they were superior.

Unexpectedly, there was still no response!

The old man had no choice but to take out a small clay pot in his arms, and took out a golden melon seed from the crockpot, he put the golden melon seed in the palm of his hand, and after a long time of strength, he gently blew on the melon seed.

When this breath is blown, the melon seeds take root and sprout, and a short vine grows in his palm, and a flower grows on the vine, and the flower blooms and falls and grows a watermelon quickly.

The old man pulled out a dagger, but instead of doing anything to the watermelon, he shouted at the audience again.

"There is no need to break the net, please raise your noble hand and let the child go!

The old man swore that as long as the master let this happen, after the child recovered, we would leave Xiangyang City immediately and never step further than half a step.

May I? ”

When he said this, the old man had already used a pleading tone, but there was still no movement in the crowd, and no one came out to admit it, nor did he see the child wake up on the stage.

Seeing this, the old man gritted his teeth: "Since this is the case, then you can't complain about me!" ”

The knife fell, and the melon vine that grew in his palm, a watermelon as big as a human head growing on the melon vine, fell to the ground very neatly.

Just as the watermelon was cut off with a knife, there was a scream from the crowd, and the moment everyone heard the scream, a large area was vacated.

Then I saw that in the vacated area, there was a monk who had fallen to the ground and had lost his head.

"Murdered!"

Everyone exclaimed, and then turned their heads to look at the stage, only to find that the child, who had been silent, finally woke up again.

Sure enough, he didn't wake up just now, it was the monk who did it, and now the monk was killed by the old man's spell, so his grandson also woke up.

Everyone present, today can be regarded as an eye-opener, the head can be cut off and can be continued, and people can be resurrected after death?

There is also this wonderful fighting method, the monk is not used to other people's performances, so he obstructs it, and finally loses his life.

However, in any case, it was a death after all.

As the prefect, Liu Rong naturally couldn't turn a blind eye, and the messenger he had just sent someone to call was already in a hurry.

The old man on the stage and his grandson saw the difference and hurried over, and they were about to leave.

He hurriedly stepped forward and asked the old man, who actually wanted to drag people down: "Old man, did this monk die at your hands?"

What about his head? ”

That's right!

At this time, he fell in the open space in the crowd, and the monk's body was already headless, as for the person who said he had no head, how can you be sure that he is a monk?

It's because the other party is wearing a monk's robe, a robe, and a pothole in his hand!

(End of chapter)