Chapter 67: The despicable Li Wuchen
The two men in black were shocked and quickly retreated, just about to evacuate. I only heard the sound of 'bang ......', and the door of the pavilion was wide open.
With the yin wind that can be seen by the naked eye, the figure of a woman in a wedding dress floats out, and a flicker appears behind the two, five fingers bent slightly, and a step forward, actually piercing the chest of one of them.
The heart that was still beating was squeezed in his hand fiercely, and it was crushed.
"Quick...... Run ......"
The man in black struggled for a moment, then collapsed and fell to the ground, bleeding all over the ground.
"Big brother!"
The other man in black had slightly red eyes and shouted, but he didn't want to run anymore, jumped in front of the ghost with a knife, and slashed down with his head.
The blade clattered, driving a dull sound of breaking the air, and slashed at the big red hijab of the woman in the wedding dress.
It was still the sound of the collision of fine iron, the ghost was unscathed, and the slender jade hand raised slightly, pinched the long knife, and with a slight force, it was pinched into two sections.
The man in black swept a few steps back, looked at the broken long knife, threw it aside, and reached behind him with his right hand, and pulled out a short crossbow.
'Whew......'
The sharp pure steel arrow shot out at great speed, and under the moonlight, it was like a star, and it shot at the ghost's head in an instant.
There was no sound, and the arrow didn't hit her, but it did shoot her hijab away.
The woman was very beautiful, not very old, black silk was scattered like a waterfall, there was no expression on her pale face, and the whites of her eyes were pitch black, and the whites of her eyes could not be seen.
Murong Wan'er in the house saw it clearly, her eyes were blurred, as if she had seen something very tempting, with a foolish smile, her body was stiff and she was going to push the door out.
Fortunately, Li Wuchen reacted quickly, took one of them back, bit his finger, pointed it on her eyebrows, muttered a mantra to ward off evil spirits in his mouth, and then slapped Murong Wan'er's forehead fiercely, knocking her on the head.
"Why are you hitting me?"
Murong Wan'er sat down on the ground, her beautiful eyes were full of anger, staring at Li Wuchen deadly, as if if he didn't give an explanation, he would not die today.
"You stupid, you were blinded by a ghost just now, if I hadn't stopped you, you would have gone out to die by now. ”
Li Wuchen looked at the other party speechlessly, and the peace charm on his chest glowed with golden light, preventing him from ending up like Murong Wan'er.
Murong Wan'er rubbed her somewhat red and swollen forehead, and also reacted, her mouth pursed, knowing that the other party had indeed saved herself, but she was not convinced, and muttered in a low voice, "Then you can't hit so hard!"
"How can you be sober without hitting the point?"
Li Wuchen smiled bitterly, turned his head and continued to look out.
The black-clothed man outside the house was the same as Murong Wan'er before, his eyes were fluttering, and the whole person seemed to have been drained of his soul, and he slowly walked towards the woman with a smile.
The woman smiled at the corner of her mouth and said softly, "Am I beautiful?"
The voice is charming, making people's hearts ripple.
"Beautiful ......"
The man in black's eyes widened, and he fell to his knees under the hem of the woman's wedding dress, and kept kowtowing his head.
The thumping sound made Murong Wan'er's forehead begin to break out in a cold sweat, if Li Wuchen hadn't woken him up earlier, he would have died on the ground like him.
"Then are you willing to give me everything you have?"
The woman continued to speak, bending down to look into the eyes of the man in black who was still kowtowing.
The extremely dark pupils looked at each other like this, which made the two people who were carefully peeping on the side feel a little nervous, and even a little happy.
If they choose to confront that woman on the first day, the consequences will be a bit unimaginable.
"I do! I do!
The voice of the man in black was higher than the other, and he raised his head high, and actually picked up the broken long knife on the ground again.
"Then let's express it in action. ”
The woman turned around and walked back to the Sansheng Pavilion.
With a 'bang'......', the door of the pavilion closed, and the fluttering drama sounded again.
The man in black knelt on the ground, threw the masked black cloth aside, and with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he thrust the blade into his chest.
Blood gushed out, but it didn't make him stop the movement of his hand, and immediately, he held the knife in both hands, and the blood dripped down his hand socket to the ground, and pulled it downward, and in his chest, pulled out a heart that was still beating.
Just knelt on the ground, holding his hands in his hands, and froze past.
The matter came to an end, and the three men in black were all wiped out and died at the hands of the wedding woman in the Three Lives Pavilion.
There will never be any drama of the overlord in the section of Farewell My Concubine, and some will always be just Yu Ji, which is even more eerie in this scene.
Li Wuchen blindfolded Murong Wan'er, who was still peeking, pulled it back, sighed, and said, "Pay attention to that building in the future, ...... that building."
At this point, he paused, and continued, "I'm afraid no one can go except your grandmother." ”
Earlier, he remembered that Murong Wan'er had said that this Murong Mansion was the residence of the old woman, and the old woman lived in the Three Lives Pavilion, which couldn't help but make his scalp tingle.
Murong Wan'er's mood had not calmed down, she had never heard of anyone mentioning the matter here, and she didn't know that there was such a powerful ghost, and she was also a little glad that she had taken refuge in Li Wuchen's house yesterday.
"Rest well, and we'll talk about it tomorrow. ”
Li Wuchen took a long breath, took a soft cushion as usual, and sat cross-legged in front of the door.
When Murong Wan'er saw his actions, her heart warmed, and she responded, obediently went to the bed, and lay down carefully.
There was nothing to say that night, and neither of them had a good rest.
The next day, Murong Wan'er was pulled up by Li Wuchen with big bags under her eyes, and was just about to go out, but was stopped by a maid.
"Young master, young lady, there is a visitor. ”
Li Wuchen was stunned for a moment, looked at the sun, he had just finished his morning class, how could he have thought that someone would come to visit so early.
At that moment, he turned his head to look at Murong Wan'er, pointed to the corpse on the ground, and said, "You take someone to clean up this, and I'll go outside to stabilize people." ”
As soon as he arrived, he died, and he didn't know if this would lead to any follow-up.
With a flip of his right hand, several small bottles appeared in his hand, handed them to Murong Wan'er, and continued, "There are bones here, corpses are dissolved, and corpses are rotten, you will sprinkle some on each corpse later, remember not to overdo it, otherwise it will have a great smell." ”
Murong Wan'er was stunned for a moment, looked at the bottles and cans in her hand, and then looked at Li Wuchen, she was a little confused, where did the man in front of her look like a Taoist priest, he was simply a bandit who killed people and oversold goods.
From knowing him to the present, all kinds of despicable methods have emerged one after another, and I have never seen him do it seriously.