Bang –

I threw the flashlight on the ground: "The one on the left knows that it's not good for me, and the one on the right knows it's not good for me, but do you know that everything in this big grinding mountain has something to do with our family, and you are outsiders, what does it mean to know that it's not good for me?" ”

After I said that, I pointed to Pan Huazi and asked: "You said that this relic was left by my grandfather to suppress and seal the White Lady, then it means that this relic is our family's thing, you covet our family's things, and you still don't let me inquire?" What is the rationale for this? ”

"In today's society, whoever has a hard fist has the right to speak, instead of screaming here like you." Once again, the Sheep's Horn struck me back: "If a roar will solve the problem, then a donkey can rule the world." ”

I choked back at the rest of the story, and glared at me again at the sight of the moiss.

That means don't let me have a conflict with Pan Huazi.

I probably understand what he means, he is not Pan Huazi's opponent.

But......

I took a look at Pan Huazi, this thin and thin old man has nothing to do except for some yin and yang methods and flexible movements.

In other words, with such a physique, I can get three of him by myself in a head-on conflict; As for the means of yin and yang, the sheep's horn can break the paper figure in one breath, and the two of us combined, we will not be so submissive.

Could it be that there are other plans?

When I looked at the moissage again, he was already looking down and massaging his ankles.

He also had the same pinched fingerprints on his ankles.

After resting for about an hour, the temperature in the mountains also rose a bit.

Pan Huazi said: "Let's go, the mountain in front of us is not good." ”

"Let's go." Sheep's horn also stood up and shook the backpack behind him, and then threw away two ham sausages and a bottle of water: "Eat on the road, no matter what you see, don't speak, and further on is the real forbidden place of Da Mo Mountain." ”

I took it and nodded.

On the next road, Pan Huazi made five more paper figures to look at the road in front, and because of the sheep's horn on my face, I could clearly see everything in the forest, including... Ghost.

Along the way, some of the ghosts leaned under the tree, some hung upside down from the tree, some were embedded in the center of the tree, and some would follow us for a while and then give up.

After seeing more, I am not so scared, and I am used to it.

Just when I thought it wasn't a big deal, the Sheep's Horn suddenly put his hand on my shoulder, reached out and grabbed my belt so that I couldn't take another half step.

And Pan Huazi stepped out with one foot.

said that it was too late, and then quickly, a streamer came straight to Pan Huazi's head.

Pan Huazi is also an old Jianghu in the end, his head tilted and he dodged, and the streamer was nailed to the tree next to Pan Huazi.

The topless village chief jumped from the tree, and there were at least a dozen or twenty wounds on his body, but this still couldn't hide his strong muscle bumps.

The village chief said: "Pan Laogou, do you think I can't see that it is your means? You want to leave me there, your time hasn't come yet. ”

"Hehehe, it seems that you really have yin and yang eyes."

"So what?" The village chief said, reached into his waist and took out a three-edged military thorn, and rushed towards Pan Huazi with a kick.

Master!

The village chief refreshed my perception of him, his hand is basically exactly the same as those martial arts masters on TV, and the three-edged military thorn in his hand even made a sound of breaking the air.

The thick trees at the mouth of the bowl were easily kicked off by the village chief, but they couldn't touch the corners of Pan Huazi's clothes.

I now understand why the Sheep's Horn is so jealous of Pan Huazi, who is known as a monster.

But there is a saying that boxing is afraid of being strong.

Even if he is old, he can do some magic and body bonuses, and his body does not support long-term consumption, and a few minutes later, Pan Huazi was picked in the chest by the village chief's military thorn and was defeated.

Pan Huazi covered her chest and said in a low tone: "You have these pairs of yin and yang eyes, but you don't enter the door of the number of techniques, you are really blind, otherwise the old decay will not be able to go through so many tricks in your hands." ”

"That's a lot of nonsense, look at me taking your dog's life." The village chief flew forward.

A cloud of white mist suddenly rose from under Pan Huazi's feet to envelop him, and when the village chief rushed over, Pan Huazi was gone.

After confirming the safety, the village chief arched his hand: "This time, thanks to you for telling me in advance, otherwise I would really fall in his way." ”

"Well, after all, our goal is to stop the unrest of this society." The croissage laughed.

I was confused.

Sheep's Horn explained: "After the incident of the mountain tomb gang that day, I found Pan Huazi on the way back, he wanted to pull me into the gang so he told me the ins and outs of everything, and wanted to cooperate with me to kill the village chief, and then pull you into the gang to unlock the secret of Da Mo Mountain, and at the same time get the relics left by your grandfather, but I think this person is too thoughtful, so I found the village chief overnight, which is why the village chief will go to Kong Xiaoling's house the next day to take the initiative to find you." ”

"And what happened when you entered the mountain?"

"Biliuzi's incident is indeed an accident, Pan Huazi doesn't know about the red coffin, I found it by accident, as for the traces of the coffin, it should be the female corpse inside; Later, the people you met in the ruined temple were all facilitated by Pan Huazi, and I just played the role of a spy. ”

"I see." It dawned on me.

Suddenly, I reacted.

I said, "You say the woman in the red coffin is a living person?" ”

"No, it's dead." The village chief interjected, and he pointed to his eyes: "My eyes can see all the ghosts and sneaks, and there is no breath of ghosts on the coffin, which means that it is not the ghosts who open the coffin, but artificial." ”

I'm not stupid, and reacted quickly:

"You mean, Aunt Kong did it?"