"Master Yan give up. At the same time, Xiaohong's owner was indeed in danger, because there was a group of aunts around her.

"Just you?" The sharp edge in the woman's eyes fell on Sister Ma's face through the rain curtain, and the hut behind her had already collapsed, and the enemy surrounded her from all sides.

"Don't think that someone can save you, fate appears that Wolong himself is difficult to protect, and the other two defenders have also been killed. ”

Sister Ma was originally a typical image of an aunt, Zhang's family was short, but now she didn't talk about gossip and immediately became shrewd and strong.

"Hehe, Brother Qing is finished, because he has a weakness, but the village chief can't die, because her weakness is long gone. ”

When her husband died, Yan Shi was still smiling, and Xiaohong, the hen, had been held in her arms all the time.

"I don't know if he's dead or not, but you're definitely going to die. ”

The fierce light in Sister Ma's eyes was revealed, and the surrounding rain became the sharpest weapon, and they turned into snow and turned into ice and headed towards Yan Shi.

These snow did not bury the woman, there was one more thing in front of her, the screen in front of Yan Shi's bed was already deep in the rubble, but now it suddenly flew over, the screen was embroidered with a few plum blossoms, plum blossoms are proud of snow, with the baptism of frost, these dead things actually have the meaning of blooming.

"You can't let the flowers bloom. "The budding winter plums on the screen have inspired the crisis consciousness of the aunts, under the command of Sister Ma, these aunts have their own magical powers, most of them are the lower realm cultivators who know the way of the five elements, and this rampant fireball wind blade snowflakes surrounded the masked woman in all directions.

The screen could only block one side, and in the face of the attacks that came from all directions, Yan Shi did not dodge, but just gently touched the little red cockscomb in his arms.

"Giggles. The hen crowed, and the feathers on her body flew up at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.

"Ah, I'm dead. Aunt Jia had an extra chicken feather on her throat, and the woman fell to the ground holding her neck.

"Ah, I'm dead too. "Aunt B's forehead also had chicken feathers on her forehead, and she also fell.

"Ahh "The hen is fierce, the chicken feathers are sharper than the Tomahawk missile, a chicken feather kills an aunt, and the other people's lines fell off without saying anything, Sister Ma became a loner, and she also had a chicken feather inserted in her arm, and her right hand hung down weakly.

"You turned out to be a talisman master!" The woman screamed and fled back, no one dared to offend the dignity of the defenders for many years, although she joined forces with the Golden Daoist but did not know the reality of Yan Shi, but the law of cultivation cannot deceive people, it is impossible for a person to manipulate two magic weapons at the same time, the screen is obviously a yin weapon, and the blank space under the hen feathers is not flesh and blood but a machine spring, it is not a hen nor a magic weapon but a killing machine engraved with runes, there is only one kind of person who can manipulate this kind of machine, that is, the talisman master.

If there will be a talisman in a hundred cultivators, then the existence of the talisman can only be said to be a gift from God, the former imitates the runes on it through the study of the yang weapon, and then draws it on the rune paper, you can show some special powers, and the refiner is to stimulate the runes hidden in the treasures of heaven and earth through smelting, and the rune master can rub the runes on some utensils that have no aura itself, which can be said to be a real point of gold.

To do this, you must be very sensitive to the subtle changes in the nature of things, so that you can avoid the backlash of the nature of mortal things, there has never been a male rune master in the Ming Realm, only women can become a rune master.

Master Yan is a woman, and Sister Ma is also a woman, but she is not a talisman master, watching another feather fly over, the woman can't wait to shout Why should a woman be embarrassed by a woman.

The chicken feathers still couldn't penetrate Sister Ma's body, because a Taoist priest came from the south, and the Taoist priest had a bell in his hand, "Dangdang, Dangdang." "The bells jingle well.

The chicken feather flew fast, but it couldn't make a sound, and when Jin Chaoqun shot it down with his other hand, the woman holding the chicken had already fallen to the ground.

"When did you start setting up this game?" Yan Shi knelt on the ground, the blood spurting out of her mouth making the plum blossoms on the screen more vivid.

"When fate comes. The Taoist priest swaggered towards the woman.

"It's him. In Master Yan's mind, the young man who was obviously an ordinary person but asked for fifteen money to buy the road, it turned out that he was fate, no wonder it was so expensive, this was the last thought in the woman's mind, and a burst of qi rushed to her face, and more blood splashed on the screen.

The figure in Yan Shi's mind is now huddled in distress under a stall selling dolls, it is raining heavily, and the person he is waiting for has not come.

"How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain, no one can succeed casually... "The trick is starting to play again, and the system is very happy, and it can't get drenched anyway.

The time has arrived, according to the plan, the golden Taoist should appear here to hand over the life-saving money to the village chief, Fang Baiyu's task is to make a storm when the village chief appears, but now there is not a single ghost in the rain, except for the vendors who have not had time to evacuate, and those tender and sweet men and women in the woods, the others have already gone home.

"1234, 2234, grass you. "The young man was idle and started broadcasting gymnastics under the canopy, this thing seems to have a lot of strength to do once, but Fang Baiyu is still very angry in his heart, is the village chief coming or not?

"This little brother, please keep some mouths. The boss of the puppet seller was a young man, and his face was the same as that of Changbai Mountain: "I kindly let you shelter from the rain, don't you thank me for it, my mother is fifty years old, do you still have any humanity?"

"I'm sorry boss, I didn't know your mom was fifty, no, I mean, I didn't mean I was going to grass you. ”

The boy didn't expect the boss to misunderstand, and hurriedly apologized, but he explained and didn't explain the same, and the boss's face was still very dark.

"Forget it, my Wang Laohu has always been convinced by virtue, and I will forgive you this time. The boss originally wanted to beat Fang Baiyu violently, but just now a scoundrel came to grab the position of sheltering from the rain with the young man, Fang Baiyu punched him and told him to get out, the boss estimated that he was not an opponent, so he decided to be a good person.

"Your name is Wang Laohu, wait until you say your mother is fifty?" The boss's two mustaches are better than tigers like mice, the young man wanted to laugh but felt that it was wrong, there is a son surnamed Wang at this age, the boss's mother won't be the widow Wang, right?

"My mother's name is Wang Cuihua, and my father's surname is Wang, because my father died early, so everyone calls me Niangwang Widow, she is really fifty years old, you just let her go. ”

Wang Laohu saw Fang Baiyu's eyes shining, afraid that his beast blood was boiling, and hurriedly pleaded.

"Ao, it seems that your mother is also a clever person, these dolls are made by her, right?" The young man picked up a puppet and asked Wang Laohu, the boss said that he had not yet married a wife when chatting just now, these dolls are very exquisite, at first glance they are the woman's handwriting, it seems that Li Ming's lover is still a skilled person.

"I didn't make this. Wang Laohu shook his head when he heard this: "My doll is made by Su San, she usually doesn't go out, these dolls are given to me by her man, we settle the account once a year, and she usually goes out on this day, but Su San is not feeling well today, so she didn't sell sesame paste with her man." ”

"Sesame paste?go out once a year?" Fang Baiyu's beak grew very big, the dawn in the mist, this mysterious village chief wouldn't be Zhang San's wife, right?

"She is Zhang San's wife, although the two of them have no children, they are very affectionate. Wang Laohu said that you guessed correctly.

"Where does Zhang San live? The young man suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and he had to find Zhang San immediately.

"I won't tell you, Zhang San is my good brother, you just want to beat his wife's idea at first glance, young man, I advise you to be kind. Wang Laohu shook his head again and again.

"Say it quickly, otherwise Lao Tzu will grass you. Fang Baiyu is worthy of being an acting school, his originally white and tender face was stunned by him, and the boss was a little scared.

"This is the address of their home. Wang Laohu took out a piece of paper and wrote two lines of words with lightning speed, and handed it to the young man respectfully.

"Don't lie to me with a fake address, I know that your mother is a widow of the king, and when the time comes, my son will not be able to run away from his mother. Fang Baiyu glanced at the note suspiciously, which said that the Qushui River was two miles to the west.

"I am a filial son. "The boss is about to kneel down for him, the villain is not easy to act, and the other party still doesn't believe in doing bad things.

"So be it. The young man's sense of crisis was stronger, and he rushed out after identifying a direction in the rain.

"Mother, I'm all for you. Fang Baiyu left, the boss felt very guilty, but he had no choice, after all, his mother was fifty years old, and such a difficult task should be left to Zhang San's wife.

"Lady. The "rain" crackled. "It's getting big, but Zhang San closed the stall early, so he returned home before the rain fell.

"It's cold outside, come in. Zhang San looks ordinary, but his wife is a beautiful woman, her skin is very white, her hair is shawl, especially those big eyes are like two sweet springs to nourish her heart, and when she saw the man coming back, she hurriedly let him into the house.

What more could he ask for from a wife like this, Zhang San saw that his wife's fatigue was gone, put down his burden, took out two money bags, one large and one small, and handed them to Su San: "This is today's stall and Wang Laohu's money, you count." ”

"No, I can trust him and trust you even more, you can eat something and go to bed when it's late. The woman smiled and shook her head, pointing to the table, a large bowl was held by a plate, and Zhang San opened it to a bowl of noodles.

Yangchun noodles are not a good thing, but Zhang San looked moved and panicked, because his mother never cooked.

"You are a good person, you have been with me for many years, if it weren't for you I don't know how to get through these years, but unfortunately some things are always unavoidable, you see the flowers bloom. ”

The joy on Zhang San's face turned into sorrow, but the sorrow in Su San's eyes turned into joy, because the pot of flowers in front of the window was blooming silently, and the flowers were really beautiful, just like a peerless beauty swaying the red skirt in the pot.

"Senior Sister Chen, can you not be so selfish?" It was late at night, it was raining outside, of course people who were blessed with such weather were sleeping in the bed, unlucky people like Wei Kuang would be running outside, and the clothes would be sent back to the owner if they were not sold, the young man pulled the car alone, and Chen Changle held an umbrella to watch the scenery beside him.