As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

In the outside world, Ning Qiushui has not met a master of hand-to-hand combat, but most of them practice external skills and killing skills, although these people are deadly, fierce and vicious, but they have a fatal weakness, that is, their ability to resist attacks is limited, and they almost rely on their own unloading and muscle strength.

But he couldn't mobilize his qi and blood to swim, and he relied purely on tense muscles to resist external forces, and his strength was really limited.

For example, extremely penetrating moves such as elbows.

In Ning Qiushui's eyes, these people were full of flaws all over their bodies.

However, these warriors in front of him who are guarding the spirit of the old village chief are different.

They are masters of the inner family, they can rely on breathing and movements to mobilize qi and blood to travel throughout the body, muscles and bones are strong, and as long as there are muscles, qi and blood are strengthened and combined with them under subjective mobilization, and the ability to resist blows will become very terrifying.

Positions such as the heart, ribs, waist and liver are not considered weaknesses for these masters.

Ning Qiushui nimbly dodged their attacks, like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, looking for an opportunity to kill with a single blow.

In his memory, "Shou Yi" is a master of the inner family, but the kung fu of controlling the flow of qi and blood through the meridians cannot be practiced for eight years and ten years, and Ning Qiushui has no time to practice these, so he also knows that he can't fight with these masters of the inner family who are full of qi and blood.

His advantage lies in the countless battles of blood and fire that he has experienced in this memory!

In the killing industry, it is not whoever has deep kung fu who is powerful.

The three of them were fighting, and they were dazzled by the other tricksters, they really didn't expect that Ning Qiushui's skills were so powerful!

This kind of grappling makes them unable to help anything, after all, the ghost weapon in their hands can only be used against powerful ghosts to have special effects, and against these living people, a gun, a bullet is obviously more useful.

Soon, Ning Qiushui caught the flaws of the two.

After all, he is a veteran, and his sense of smell is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

With two clean hand knives, the two of them, who were still alive just now, suddenly went weak and fell to the ground.

All three of them were knocked unconscious by Ning Qiushui.

"Tie them up, wrap them around the hemp rope a few more times, don't let them get out of trouble, these three guys...... The ghost can't handle it. ”

Ning Qiushui explained to the other tricksters, then looked at the mourning hall and took the lead in entering.

Footsteps crossed the courtyard with the spirit flag, and a yin wind came in his face, Ning Qiushui quickly squatted down, dodging the whip leg that kicked him in the face!

"Legs very fast...... But I'm sorry, when I was younger, I could dodge bullets. ”

Ning Qiushui's mouth shattered, but in fact, there was a cold sweat on his back, his adrenaline soared, and the long-lost feeling came up again.

It was as if he had returned to the battlefield where he could be sacrificed at any moment.

Mind and instinct are one.

No ordinary person can stop such Ning Qiushui.

Three times five divided by two to solve the remaining four masters in the mourning hall, Ning Qiushui broke into the interior of the mourning hall all the way, and the door was pushed, and the dark environment made Ning Qiushui even a little uncomfortable.

When he saw the scene in the room clearly, his eyebrows couldn't stop rising.

In the dark room, there was a stepped table, covered with red cloth, and one after another identical jars were placed on top of the red cloth, and in each jar were three pillars of incense.

The incense was strange, and it all wafted out of the room, as if pulled by some mysterious force.

The new village head, Jiang Yizheng, was sitting on a futon in the center of the room, with his back to Ning Qiushui, and after the door was kicked open by Ning Qiushui, he was also disturbed and turned back suddenly.

"Didn't I tell you ......!"

He changed his previous elegant and easy-going appearance, spitting dirty words, and his bloodshot eyes were full of anger, but Jiang Yi's words were not finished, he was only halfway through his speech, and he found that it was not his person standing at the door, but Ning Qiushui.

"Where's Yang She?"

Ning Qiushui didn't want to talk nonsense with him at all.

Jiang Yi stared at Ning Qiushui's face, he carefully observed Ning Qiushui's expression, and read a lot of things from the ancient well's waveless eyes.

So, Jiang Yi didn't continue to pretend, describing him coldly.

He sneered:

"What's wrong?"

"Suddenly looking for him now?"

"Didn't you send him to me before?"

"Originally, I was going to keep this little scumbag and wait until the things in hand were done before dealing with him......"

Ning Qiushui squinted, and a chilling sharpness shot out of his eyes.

"Where's Yang She?"

He asked again.

Jiang Yi didn't care and understated it:

"I don't know, maybe I'm going to see his mom and dad."

Hearing this, Ning Qiushui suddenly touched his body and took out a note.

"You hate Yang She's parents so much, is it because of this piece of paper?"

Seeing the piece of paper in Ning Qiushui's hand, Jiang Yi was stunned at first, and then his face was gloomy as if he was about to drip.

"Ridiculous...... Ridiculous! ”

"That old thing...... Actually did this to me! ”

Ning Qiushui put the paper away and lit a cigarette for himself.

"So for you?"

"Yes, he just saw through your essence and didn't want to pass on the position of village chief to you, and you ...... but killed him directly. ”

Jiang Yi clenched his fists tightly, his expression distorted terribly.

"Essence?"

"You are an outsider, you know the essence of chicken feathers!"

The muffled voice almost came out of his throat.

"Have you seen what Goose Village used to look like?"

"Have you ever seen those being bullied by the original bullies of Goose Village?"

"Have you ever seen how many brothers we died because of that old thing who didn't know what to do?"

"The wicked people of a village, those are three tribes, not three people!!"

The more Jiang Yi spoke, the more excited he became, turning into a roar, and the spit stars splashed out of his mouth.

"Lao Tzu brought a group of senior brothers in the martial arts hall to help him eliminate the harm, what happened?"

"We helped him fight the country, he became the emperor himself, and in the end he is old, and now he has to learn from the ancients to pass on the throne!"

"I'm going to fuck it!"

Jiang Yi waved his hand, pointed at the ground with his index finger, and vented his emotions to Ning Qiushui at the door:

"Back then, the evil village was bullied so badly by a group of vicious people, if we hadn't desperately executed those wicked people, would they have a good life today?"

"We've paid so much, and now settle down, and that old thing told me we're going to live a life as unprivileged as they are?"

"The head of Goose Village has to be voted on by everyone?"

"Joke!"

"Lao Tzu followed him to fight the country, isn't he just to be the emperor?!"

pS: Take a little break today, only two shifts.

Good night.