Iron Eye cried breathlessly, crying and bringing all the words word for word, and by the way, he also said how fierce the other party was and how miserable Iron Foot died.

The brothers and sisters looked at each other when they heard this, and they all shrank their necks.

The iron needle, which was still squatting in the corner of the wall to be punished, was pulled back by the cry of the iron feet, and the consciousness that was already a little blurred was pulled back.

Iron Needle just wanted to say: It's the iron feet and the iron eyes themselves are careless.

I heard Tiezhang's words: "We have always thought that those masters in the court are eagle dogs, lackeys without style, and fools who covet fame and fortune."

We have always thought that such a person will not make much progress in martial arts throughout his life.

We boast that we are chic chivalrous warriors and can arbitrarily wield the end of the world, but it turns out to be ......

It was we who became frogs at the bottom of the well.

Our ambition is in the rivers and lakes, their ...... In the world!

But we ......

It was too late, too late. There is no turning back for us.

Iron needle, the rules of the game are set by you, just keep it well, don't let the teachers, brothers, and all of them be buried one by one. ”

Iron Needle: "......"

I hated it in my heart: Keep it, it's useless for me to do it myself anyway.

During the period of punishment, the iron needle also came back to its senses. Once he attacks people himself, the game will not be playable.

He hadn't figured out what to do.

Since everything is like this, let's keep it, it's a big deal to find the wicked and put a little more effort into it. Anyway, it's not him who runs errands, hum!

……

Not to mention that there are actually iron needles that are scared, how to be hard-hearted.

Just within the Yizhuang.

From the life of a golden and precious fairy, to the ashes of Wu Cong, who fell into a beggar-like life, curled up in a corner of the house dedicated to the mortuary, and almost collapsed.

At the end of September, there were not many stars left. A deep darkness enveloped everything around them.

There are wild wolves barking.

There was a night owl that made a "uh-huh-coo" sound in his throat, like a demon from hell roaming the earth.

Occasionally, there is the sound of wild mice "squeaking" and "chirping", gnawing and fighting.

The night wind passes through the wild forest, and the leaves "rattle", shaking the shadows of the trees and waving them in the form of teeth and claws.

All the sounds, in such a night and in such silence, are infinitely amplified.

Wu Cong shouted in discouragement, "Why don't you order my hole?" Click, you click. I'm going to faint, I can't stand it, I can't stand it anymore! ”

Every night, Zheng Xiaoqiang would light Wu Congshen's sleeping hole and let him sleep peacefully all night.

He was also afraid that Wu Cong Ash would be scared out.

But not tonight.

It's not that Zheng Xiaoqiang forgot, but he went out to pick up bones.

Some bones have run to the ground for various reasons, and after time and sun exposure, they will find a faint blue light at night, and they will jump all over the ground or float in the air.

If a living person approaches, they will float and float, like beautiful fireworks, blooming with their unique beauty.

But for Zheng Xiaoqiang, it was the right time to pick up bones.

If there is a bone that can emit that light, he will pick it up.

And he was to grind them into powder and take them with him. When he "drove out corpses" at night, he could sprinkle them on Wu Cong's body.

In this way, there is no living person who dares to look at Wu Congshen more.

This is also Zheng Xiaoqiang's secret of "chasing corpses".

I didn't understand it at first, but I found that kind of fire when I lived in Yizhuang every day and lived there.

I was also taken aback at first, but later ......

It became one of his "secret weapons".

It has also become a "secret weapon" that can protect him.

Every night, he would also sprinkle the powder around the courtyard of Yizhuang, in case those who were not afraid of death came to Yizhuang to find someone.

Zheng Xiaoqiang didn't think that if he could think of hiding in Yizhuang, no one else would think of it.

In the past few days, he has been hiding in this Yizhuang for a long time, and Zheng Xiaoqiang wants to collect more bones.

Before you know it, it's too late.

Or: Zheng Xiaoqiang just wants to scare Wu Congshen.

lest the guy sleep well at night, and always think about running away during the day, or beep and be annoying.

At this time, hearing Wu Congshen's screaming and shouting, Zheng Xiaoqiang pursed his lips, put on his backpack, and walked back.

But before he could step into the courtyard, he suddenly heard something.

It is "bonely", from far and near.

The voice...... On a night like this, it was extraordinarily loud and terrifying.

Zheng Xiaoqiang immediately threw away his backpack, hurriedly entered the house, and immediately lit Wu Congshen's dumb hole and sleeping hole.

Before Wu Cong fainted, he breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Zheng Xiaoqiang in his heart.

Of course, Zheng Xiaoqiang didn't know this.

After he had finished lighting the ashes, he carried him to the door panel and lay down on it, covering it with a white cloth.

He quickly put on a tattered, bloodstained robe, and picked up a wooden stick from his head to his feet.

Rickets lowered his waist.

Revealing only a black face with a white spot in the middle of his forehead, he walked out trembling slightly.

If he heard correctly: someone had brought the body in the middle of the night.

The sound of "bones" should be the sound of pulling the corpse cart.

There is no smooth road around this Yizhuang.

Sure enough, as the sound of the cart approached, Zheng Xiaoqiang walked to the gate of the courtyard and saw two thin men, dressed in linen and filial piety, sobbing and pulling a cart over.

"My husband is invited."

The short man saw that someone had come out of Yizhuang, so he waved his hand at Zheng Xiaoqiang, and then said, "Sorry for disturbing me late at night." Father-in-law, father-in-law......

He fell ill and died suddenly...... Just because the family is poor and has nowhere to put it, I have to send it here at night, and I ask my husband to take care of it a little more, woo woo ......"

Zheng Xiaoqiang saw that it was not bad as he expected, so he returned the salute to the other party, moved tremblingly under his feet, and pointed inside.

Meaning: You're welcome, just carry it in.

The two men, one with his hands and the other with his feet, carried their father and the man in the chariot into the courtyard with a white cloth.

Then I put it on an empty door panel in the morgue in the main house.

Zheng Xiaoqiang didn't follow in, he just leaned against the courtyard gate, waiting to see off the people inside.

But after waiting for a while, I didn't see anyone inside.

Zheng Xiaoqiang bent his waist again and slowly moved in.

He thought the two were mourning, and he was reluctant to leave.

Or maybe the other party still wants to keep a spirit or something.

He thought about catching up.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the door, I found ......

Wu Congshen sat up, sober and wide-eyed, looking at himself.

It was like a cry for help.

And the two young men, one stood on the side of Wu Cong Gray, and the other stood behind Wu Cong Gray.

Zheng Xiaoqiang immediately knew that he was fooled and was about to pounce when he was frightened.

Suddenly, he saw another man sitting up with a white cloth.

The corpse is deceitful?!!