"My God... Help me..."

The old man fell to his knees, his cry of pain was unwilling, he hammered the floor with his hand hard, and whispered hoarsely: "My god... Look at me..."

Stretching out his hand and lifting the old man's collar, Zhou Li directly pulled the weak old man to his side. He stepped on the other party's chest and forcefully separated the head and hands of the old man who was hunched like a prawn, and then, Zhou Li squatted down and turned the other party's head to the right with an expressionless face, so that he could see the scenery inside the house.

Oil lamp··· That's right, oil lamps!

At this time, the old man's pupils suddenly constricted, and he kept trembling. He found that the oil lamp that had been burning suddenly went out at some point, and the place that was originally full of statues was extremely dim, and the windows of this house were all facing the high mountains, and there was no moonlight, so there was no light in the house at this time.

In the dimly lit room, Zhou Li's expression flickered brightly and darkly, but the fierceness and indifference made the old man's heart constantly rise a look called fear. He was just about to open his mouth when he heard Zhou Li's words.

"Your god can't be seen, is it?"

Zhou Li slowly lifted the other party's collar, looked down at the other party's frightened face, and the calm and cold words slowly sounded:

"Let me guess, your god needs the medium of statues to see the world, right?"

The old man's pupils suddenly trembled, and he was about to say something when he saw the other party's clear expression. The village chief was stunned for a moment, and then immediately reversed that the other party was just playing his own words to confirm the other party's conjecture, and suddenly, a trace of fear flashed in the village chief's eyes.

"I see."

Raising his head and looking at the oil lamps that were extinguished all over the house, and the statues of the gods hidden in the dark, Zhou Li nodded and said, "The oil lamp is also a medium. ”

Suddenly, the old man's disguised horror instantly dissipated, and was replaced by a kind of resentment and anger. He didn't expect that he hadn't deceived this hairy boy, and he had taken out all these important messages in a few words. Even the idea of pretending to be frightened and trying to trick the other party into lighting the lamp was clearly seen.

Is he really this age?

"Do these mountain gods hear that?"

Just then, a gentle, deep voice sounded. The old man stiffened, he turned his head slowly, and the man who walked out slowly in the darkness couldn't see his face clearly, but the silver light emitted by the embroidered spring knife made people extremely frightened.

"I can't hear you."

Zhou Li shook his head and said calmly: "If I can hear it, I won't be able to get in at all." ”

"Yes."

Qianhu walked up to Zhou Li's side and threw a half-dead man beside Zhou Li. At this time, the sharp-eared monkey gills, the short man was cut all over, drenched in blood, and the smell of blood all over his body made Zhou Li subconsciously wrinkle his nose.

Looking at the half-dead man on the ground, the old man was even more frightened, raised his head in disbelief, trembling, and couldn't say anything.

After the torture, the old man asked this kid to go to the temple to deliver a message to a man named Tai Sui. The content of the message is: Have a good body, help me see how to get it. ”

Glancing at the man curled up on the ground and unable to stop trembling, Qianhu said coldly with disdain: "The famous flower thief in Shangjing happened to break into here during an escape, and after passing three levels, he stayed. ”

"Good work."

Zhou Li nodded, the only task he gave Qianhu before was to watch the people around the village chief. If someone wants to go to the temple, they will stop them halfway and torture them.

"You're not stupid, at least not to that extent."

Zhou Li looked at the old man on the ground like ashes, and said in a deep voice:

"You already knew that I had bad intentions and wanted to infiltrate the village. So you did all the tricks and feet of the three levels of money, and at the same time kept communicating with the mountain god. But you covet my Lingqi Master's body and my peerless beauty, so you want to play a drama with me. If my guess is right, I have never thought of controlling me with the two levels of Drill Money Eye and Kaiyinpa, and the real killer is this cup of fairy gold. ”

Taking the gold cup on the side, Zhou Li took off the kettle in his wide sleeves, threw it in the other party's face, and sneered:

"As long as I let my guard down and want to pass the level like the first two levels, and secretly pour the golden water into this kettle, you can control me with special means, right?"

The old man didn't speak, he knew that it was impossible for him to call for help now, as long as he had a tendency to shout, not to mention Zhou Li, who had been putting his hand on his throat, even the unpredictable brocade guard beside him could cut himself in two and kill him. He stared blankly at the cup of fairy gold, but there was only despair and a dead heart in his eyes.

Qianhu, who was holding the long knife, was stunned at first, and then he looked at Zhou Li, and couldn't help but sigh that this young man's demonic calculation was exhaustive.

"I told you so much, not to watch you perform Sima face."

Zhou Li stood up, looked at the old man indifferently, and said, "Say, your mountain god, what is the way to come from." ”

The old man sat on the ground sluggishly, and after a while, he slowly raised his head, opened his mouth, and suddenly showed a strange smile, and he grinned the corners of his mouth to the maximum, and even tore his face and burst out blood. He looked at Zhou Li and Qianhu, his mouth open, and his hoarse voice sounded slowly.

"You don't drill the eyes of money, batch silver skins, and drink fairy gold."

"Aren't you..."

Poof.

Looking at the long knife that pierced his chest, a stunned look appeared on the old man's face, he turned his head tremblingly, raised his finger with difficulty and pointed at Qianhu, and then tilted his head and fell down.

"You said it."

Qianhu pulled out a long knife, faced Zhou Li's speechless expression, and said with a smile: "You can't watch him mutate." ”

"The good news is that this person is indeed going to mutate."

Zhou Li pulled the latch with his hand behind his back, looked at the golden fluid that gradually diffused on the old man's corpse, raised his head, and said to Qianhu heavily: "The bad news is that this old man can mutate even if he dies. ”

"Run!"

Chido was also unequivocal, and the moment the golden liquid in the corpse transformed into a long thorn and stabbed directly into the back of his heart, Chido directly smashed the window on the side, accompanied by the splash of wood chips and bricks, and a tumble dodged the attack of the golden thorn behind him.

And just as Qianhu was about to get up and open his run, a cold light suddenly crossed his eyes, and in the next second, a lump of silver substance blocked in front of him.

He quickly glanced back, and sure enough, the man's throat, who was still holding his breath, had been pierced by long golden thorns, and a silver substance flowed from his body.

"Men's gold, men's silver, the next one is men's bronze."

After Zhou, who was standing on the side of the street, left a cold joke that only he could understand, he looked at the statue of the Golden and Silver Mountain that gradually blended and condensed, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "This thing can really be fused together." ”

"Looks like I'm in trouble."

Qianhu walked up to Zhou Li and sighed, "If you wait, maybe there will be a better way." ”

As a scorpion spirit and a brocade guard Qianhu, Qianhu understood that he was indeed reckless at the moment when gold and silver fused.

If you wait a little longer, at least Zhou Li and him have enough reaction time to drag the sharp-eared monkey-cheeked man away, and no matter what, it can make this weird liquid less than half. Now it seems that this mountain god statue condensed with gold and silver is not something to deal with.

And most importantly...

Looking at the wooden houses with lights on beside him, a trace of solemnity flashed in Qianhu's eyes. The speed shown by this gold liquid and silver liquid was no less than that of a fifth-grade Lingqi Master's full burst, and the latter was no less than that of a fourth-grade.

If everyone in this village is fused, even if he tears his body and fights to the death in the posture of a demon, it will be difficult for Zhou Li to leave this place unharmed.

How is it good?

At this time, Qianhu couldn't help but look at Zhou Li on the side. However, at this time, he realized that Zhou Li, who should have been as worried about those residents who might turn into monsters as he was, only had a faint solemnity on his face at this time, and a kind of confidence that Qianhu himself couldn't understand.

He, why isn't he worried?