The soul of the fish man has flown away!

Originally, he wanted the fish-eating kid to see what Hades' surname was, but this time he almost met Hades first!

Outside, it was raining heavily, and there was a coffin in the small black noodle restaurant!

That's it, after all, several villages next to Leyu County make coffins for a living!

But!

The noodle shop owner, who was talking to him not long ago, is now sitting crookedly at his feet.

Look like that......

The man is still there, but his life is gone.

The man who delivered the fish ran out in a hurry to make a call, but as a result, there was no signal.

Standing in the heavy rain with the frozen fish, he wiped his face, and sent the fish man to the car to report the crime, but as a result, the car stalled.

And it can't be fought.

Sitting in the car, when he looked into the dark noodle restaurant, the fish delivery man only felt a flood of power rushing out-

The pants were hot and wet.

......

After leaving the fish soup noodle restaurant, Yang Ning did not go far.

He followed Wang Bakezi around the old street and came to a blind massage parlor that was still in business.

In the massage parlor with a period atmosphere, three middle-aged people wearing sunglasses even on such a rainy night sit in the shape of "Pin".

The moment they saw Yang Ning's figure appear in the pouring rain outside, the sunglasses on the bridge of the noses of the three of them all slid down.

It was pouring rain outside, but Yang Ning's white clothes were not wet at all.

Not even a single water stain underfoot.

Seeing this, the sunglasses that had slipped off the bridge of the nose of the three masseurs fell very neatly, and they were about to block their nostrils.

But none of the three dared to raise their hands to help.

As soon as he entered the door, Yang Ning smiled and said to the three of them, "Yo? How many masters are there? ”

He looked into the store, picked out a leather couch and lay down, and said, "Bring me a nine-finger masseur, it doesn't matter if you're blind or not, but you must have nine fingers." ”

After Yang Ning finished speaking, he should be long!

There was a knock on the door outside the massage parlor.

Through the window, a rickety figure with loose hair appeared.

The figure stood sideways by the door, its body hidden outside the door.

But the blade of a boning knife that was dripping blood in her hand was clearly visible to several masseurs through the open door of the shop.

In the night breeze of the rainy night, the blood-red sleeves behind the knife loomed.

The three masseurs turned their heads to each other to "look" at their companions, and at the same time, all three of them stood up in unison.

Then all three stopped at the same time.

One of them didn't care that the other two wanted to step forward, and as soon as he moved, he was held down by the shoulders of one of them.

Both said at the same time: "I have children! ”

"I shouldn't die!"

The man turned, the other two turned slightly sideways, and the three faced each other.

At this time, Yang Ning, who was lying leisurely over there, said lazily: "Hurry up, don't keep me waiting." ”

"Otherwise, I wouldn't be uncommon with nine fingers."

The three of them raised their hands in unison to help the sunglasses that blocked their nostrils back to the bridge of their noses, and hesitated for a moment, and two of the three of them looked like dead ashes.

In the next second, the two people reached out to the other person.

The man who was pointed at took a deep breath and took off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, only to see a pair of extremely clear eyes with tears accumulating, this is the person who just said "I shouldn't die".

He kept saying "thank you, thank you" to the other two, and the other two also took off their sunglasses, only to see that there were no pupils in their eyes, and the entire whites of their eyes were full.

After a few moments, a deep breath sounded in the massage parlor, and then—

"Ahh

A terrible cry rang out, and a finger hit the ground.

The skill of the nine-finger masseur seemed to be in place, and Yang Ning pressed it for almost an hour before it ended.

Before leaving, he said to the masseur with the blood on his hands: "Since the limbs are mutilated, then don't go near the dead in the future, and concentrate on massaging the living, right?" ”

The masseur looked at the blood stains that had penetrated the gauze on his hands, and said with tears in his eyes: "Yes, yes!" ”

"From now on, I have no contact with the Dust Lake Corpse Sect!"

"I will forget all the secret methods of driving out corpses, and I will be a nine-finger masseur with peace of mind!"

Yang Ning nodded with satisfaction, got up and walked out.

When you get to the door, bang!

Behind him, the other two real blind masseurs knelt on the ground in unison, their heads on the ground, their whole bodies trembling.

Yang Ning didn't even bother to look back, the smile on his face gradually faded, and finally he said lightly: "Strangling." ”

After speaking, Yang Ning raised his feet and stepped into the torrential rain outside.

Behind him, his hands were blood-red and his face appeared with a sinister smile—

Click, click!

The two blind masseurs fell to the ground in almost the same position, their necks tilted.

......

Leaving from the massage parlor, Yang Ning followed Wang Bakezi around the old street.

While walking around, he also looked at the other side of Leyu County, and said to himself: "Brother Kai, if you want to speed up a little, then ......"

"You won't be able to catch up with the big drama for a while."

After speaking, Yang Ning stopped and turned his head to look at a pastry shop on the side of the road.

Like the fish soup noodle restaurant and massage parlor in front, this pastry shop is open even in the middle of the night when the rain is pouring down.

On the paved road sat an old woman with white hair.

Different from the fish noodle soup and massage parlor in front of her, this old woman only had sadness in her eyes when she saw Yang Ning, not fear.

Yang Ning stepped forward with a smile, "Mother-in-law, how do you sell pastries?" ”

The old woman shook her head, "Take whatever you want." ”

Yang Ning refused: "Then what's embarrassing?" ”

The old woman looked at Yang Ning up and down, and said, "Before you reach the dust lake, you waved your hand on the road and turned the clouds and rain, destroying the three gold, six silver, and twelve bronze corpses of my sect......"

"Only two gold, two silver, and three bronze are left, young man, can we have such a deep hatred between us?"

Yang Ning casually pinched a piece of osmanthus cake and tasted it, nodded and said, "Hmm!" The taste is OK! ”

"Mother-in-law, what did you just say?"

The old woman looked at Yang Ning silently, and her eyes that had gone through countless years of wind and frost had a very complicated expression.

She was silent, and Yang Ning said to herself: "Oh, I heard clearly! ”

"Are you blaming me for not sending away all the gold, silver, and bronze corpses of your Dust Lake Corpse Sect?"

"It's such a mother-in-law, Brother Kai has worked hard to follow me all the way here, and she is half a peer with me......"

"I've got to, give him a chance, right?"

After speaking, Yang Ning picked up another piece of mung bean cake and ate it.

"Well, mung bean cake is delicious, too!"

After eating, Yang Ning picked up two pieces of pineapple cake and asked, "How much is it in total?" ”

The old woman said expressionlessly: "These few dollars can't be counted as money, you can eat more, eat enough five yuan to settle the bill." ”

"No, that's enough!"

Yang Ning rummaged through the white cloth bag he was carrying on his shoulders and found the wallet he hadn't used for many days.

He opened his wallet, looked at the old woman and asked, "The ......"

"Do you want money for the living, or money for the dead?"

......