Chapter 33: Summoning the Immortals

"Let's kill the fool first."

Su Yang said suddenly.

The cripple nodded thoughtfully: "Yes, he is too good." ”

"So, we're worried that a fool, in terms of intelligence, will win us."

"The man who robbed us..."

Su Yang suddenly lost his interest, put the scalpel into his pocket casually, said boredly, and leaned back on the rocking chair.

The cripple was also stunned, as if he was a little embarrassed, and he didn't say a word.

"Eat your own skewers, skewer your own!"

"Don't eat my skewers!"

Su Yang said lazily.

The lame man glanced at him lightly: "I still think your skewered meat is crazy!" ”

"At least, I can run happily in the sun!"

Su Yang grinned and showed a bright smile!

The cripple clenched the iron stick in his hand, and slowly released it after a while: "But a fool can't skewer, a fool will definitely eat your skewer." ”

"No!"

"If you skewer it, he will eat it too!"

Su Yang shook his head, and then the two of them once again set their eyes on the smirking young man.

One can't wait to give him a knife!

One can't wait to give him a limp!

But...

After seeing the happy Tong Tong, the two finally silently put away their murderous intentions.

"Sooner or later, quietly kill the fool."

Su Yang muttered.

The cripple nodded faintly on the side: "You kill the fool first, and then I'll report you to Tong Tong." ”

“???”

"You're bullying a poor madman?"

Su Yang's eyes widened, and he looked at the cripple in disbelief!

The cripple also calmly responded: "Aren't you also bullying fools, and lame?" ”

"One thing, you'll never be as good as me!"

"I can smile exactly like Tong Tong!"

"Poor facial paralysis!"

As he spoke, Su Yang smiled again.

"But when I walk, the boy will hold me." The cripple was already immune to Su Yang's taunts.

In the past few years, I have almost gotten used to it.

It can even be said that now they have become very harmonious.

At the beginning, they were all carrying Tong Tong on their backs, sneaking out in the middle of the night, and they were stubble frames with real knives and guns.

"Hey, Brother Su Yang, Uncle Cripple, aren't you going to roast together?"

"It's fun!"

It wasn't until Tong Tong turned around, looked at the two, and opened his mouth curiously, that the two got up at the same time and squeezed the fool aside very tacitly.

And the fool just scratched his head ignorantly, and tried to squeeze into the first row again.

There is an old saying that has been passed down for many years.

The king does not see the king.

Including the black street, there has never been a situation where several faucets got together.

But Tong Tong created this scene very easily.

Even two of them came over by themselves licking their faces.

It was only at this time that other people in the black street dared to come to the three of them, say a few words, and then cheat two strings of meat to eat.

Perhaps, this is an occasional team building for Black Street.

and in harmony.

If anyone dares to cause trouble when Tong Tong is so happy...

There is a high probability that he will die a particularly tragic death.

Therefore, the people of the black street are used to calling it 'Peace Day'.

As for how often this Christmas Day is celebrated, it all depends on luck.

"You eat!"

"I'll go and send a little to Grandpa An and Uncle Zhou!"

Eventually, Tong Tong trotted away with a plate in his hand.

And after Tong Tong left...

The original harmonious scene changed in an instant!

Some residents took a few steps back almost immediately and stood in the corner to eat.

And the three 'cripples' of the black street are sprayed without hesitation.

It wasn't until Tong Tong returned from delivering meals that he became harmonious again.

Night.

Nasty cripple, fool, finally gone.

Su Yang sat in a rocking chair, enjoying the tranquility that he had not seen for a long time.

He suddenly turned his head, looked at the monkey and asked, "Do you know how to get a haircut?" ”

"Huh?"

The monkey froze.

"You say, if I shave my head..."

"Isn't it going to be handsome, too?"

Su Yang pondered this question with a solemn face.

Obviously, he'd been thinking about it since the fool came.

"I will cut my head, I won't cut my head..."

The monkey spoke silently.

"What stupid!"

Su Yang waved his hand a little annoyed, not knowing what he was muttering.

The monkey smiled and shook his head, cleaned up the battlefield with Tong Tong, and finally wiped the floor of the hospital again.

"It's getting late!"

"Sleep!"

Tong Tong first drove Su Yang back to the room seriously, and then changed the monkey's medicine and wrapped a new bandage, which ended the happy day.

"Another day has passed."

"I'm alive!"

"That's great!"

With the lines full of ritual, the door of the medical hall slowly closed.

In the silent room, only the monkey collapsed on the hospital bed, looking at the moon outside the window, a little distracted.

He's clear...

There is already capital for revolt.

But for some reason, I inexplicably didn't want to leave.

The atmosphere of the hospital seems to be better than everything I have experienced in my life.

Perhaps, it's because of Tong Tong.

Perhaps, it's the hard-mouthed madman.

At least...

"Let's stay a little longer."

"It's not that I don't want to run, it's that I can't beat a madman."

"Be steady!"

The monkey muttered to himself, and finally closed his eyes slowly in the moonlight.

……

"With the blood of mortals, lay the soul of immortals."

"Based on the immortal seed, welcome the return of the immortals!"

It's still an unremarkable village.

The villagers didn't know where to find so much jade, so they built an altar of about three square meters.

The hands of the young man who had been tied before were tied, and even his mouth was gagged.

I could only whimper helplessly.

But in exchange, there are only fanatical eyes.

Today, these people are very ceremonial, all of them have changed into black robes, wearing strange masks, holding torches, and surrounding the altar.

He kept muttering something.

Ultimately...

The old man leaned over and took two steps forward.

"Don't be afraid, child."

"Soon enough."

"Soon enough."

The old man's mouth softly soothed the young man's emotions, and the dagger in his hand was gently cut on his wrist.

Blood spilled out, staining the jade beneath his feet red.

The jade seemed to be carved with strange lines, and it was eventually completely covered in blood.

Nourished by the blood, the jade suddenly glowed with a faint light.

As time goes by, the light becomes more and more dazzling!

The young man's skin looked as pale as paper, his pupils were distracted, and he fell on the jade, his body convulsing.

Pillars of light soared into the sky.

All the black-robed people cheered in unison at this moment: "Return!" Regression! ”

In the end, the pillar of light was not connected to the fairy world.

However, after rushing out of 100 meters, it came to an abrupt end.

But the jade altar shook slightly.

Including the ground beneath his feet, it shook slightly.

The pillar of light suddenly dissipated!

What's even more bizarre is that the blood on the jade altar is flowing back at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, and all of it is pouring back into the dead youth.

The young man's face gradually became rosy again.

A few minutes later...

The young man, who had stopped breathing, quietly opened his eyes in the dark night.