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When this knife pierced Lao Song's body, the upper half of Lao Song's body, which looked dead, suddenly bounced up, and let out a terrible and painful scream.

It turns out that he didn't really die.

It's a pity that his people just bounced up, and then fell down again.

His abdomen had been driven into the frozen ground with a single knife from a turtle.

In Lao Song's mouth, another mouthful of blood gushed out.

Lao Song has really fallen, completely fallen.

The turtle pulled out his Gurkha scimitar and looked at Lao Song's corpse and sneered.

Blood was dripping from the tip of his knife.

After a long time, the turtle muttered, "You can only deceive the child with this trick." If you still want to use it to coax me, it's really a heavenly embroidery, and it's very beautiful. ”

He walked slowly to the red pine box and slowly opened the small box.

The banknotes inside, each one of which was new and neatly stacked, were tied in a stack with red string.

This is a box worth 50,000 taels of silver, as long as you carry this box, in any of the semicolons or conjunctions of Jiuhengsheng, you can use these banknotes to exchange for 50,000 taels of silver.

That's a lot of money that you can't spend in your lifetime.

The turtle had never seen so much money.

As soon as he saw so many banknotes, the turtle's eyes immediately lit up, and even the long scar on his face shone brightly.

He's in a good mood right now, so he can't help but laugh out loud.

He stared at the box of money for a long time before he finally closed the lid slowly.

He looked at the nine dead bodies lying on the snow again, and suddenly said coldly: "Feng Yinu is indeed a very seductive woman. Now, what you haven't done, I'll do it for you, and I'm going to listen to her "Candle Shadow Shakes Red". ”

As soon as he thought of this, the turtle's funny and ugly face showed a smile that did not look like a smile.

It's as if he's enjoying the warmth of beauty and beautiful music right now.

The turtle had seen Feng Yinu more than once.

Her person is very beautiful, with a graceful figure and a lot of charm.

The song "Candle Shadow Shakes Red" she played, whimpering, is also full of amorous feelings, romantic as spring, enthusiastic as summer, heavy as autumn, and cold as winter.

At this time, the turtle seemed to have really heard the sound of Feng Yinula's huqin.

This kind of huqin sound is so real and beautiful, so real that it seems to echo in the ears, and it is so beautiful that it is like a heavenly sound.

The turtle shook his head vigorously suddenly, and he tried to fully awaken himself from his fantasy.

But what he shook away was only the figure of Feng Yinu, and this strange and beautiful huqin sound was still echoing.

It echoed in the snowy rocks.

This voice came from behind the largest granite stone.

The tortoise's eyes were fixed on the granite stone, and his brow immediately locked.

The eight poor Mai men, his companions, were also staring at the big stone.

However, they saw nothing but the sound of the huqin.

Just now, the turtle also hid behind this big stone, and used a mahogany huqin he brought to play a song "Candle Shadow Shakes Red" for the dying Lao Song and others.

And now, who plays the violin behind this stone?

And it turned out to be the same tune.

In the eyes of these eight poor people, the sound of the huqin that is sounding now also means a provocation.

An ordinary and normal person would never choose to come to such a place at such a time and play such a huqin song.

A person dares to sing in front of a cat, but when he sees a tiger, he doesn't sing, but he is afraid that he will not even be able to fart.

So now the person who plays the huqin must treat these nine people as cats.

This is a naked provocation.

The turtle understands this truth very well, and the sudden appearance of this person or some people must also have an ulterior motive, and it must also have no fear.

Could it be that these people came to this place for the same purpose as the nine of them and the nine people of the Six Flowers Gang, all of whom came for the 50,000 taels of silver?

The turtle thinks it must be.

As soon as he thought of this, before the song was finished, the turtle man immediately rushed out and rushed towards the granite that was five people high.

His body, which weighed three or four hundred pounds, turned over and jumped lightly onto the top of this piece of granite.

One of his eight companions remained in place, guarding the red pine box full of money. The other seven people also immediately flashed and outflanked the big stone.

They believed that whoever dared to make trouble behind their backs and treat them like sick cats would have to die with a different head.

They also believed that there were very few people in the world who could escape from the eight of them.

As soon as the turtle jumped on top of the stone, the Gurkha scimitar in his hand was already drawn.

As soon as he saw this person who dared to come to play the huqin in this place, the turtle's knife would immediately plunge into the throat of the other party.

But to his surprise, there was no one behind the big rock.

Not even a ghost.

The sound of the huqin has also stopped.

The mahogany huqin that the turtle had brought with it was leaning quietly where it was supposed to be.

It's as if no one has ever touched this huqin.

His seven companions were standing behind the stones, each with a scimitar in his hand, and he looked at me, and I looked at you. Who knows what's going on?

The turtle jumped down.

He didn't speak, but suddenly he leaned over and stared at the footprints on the ground, and looked and looked.

But strangely, there were no footprints left by anyone else on this snow, except for their own footprints.

The turtle looked at it for a long time before muttering, "This is really strange! Who the hell is playing the huqin here?"

He thought for a while, and suddenly stared at the few Mai people closest to him, and said, "Old Crow, Wen Bacha, Tian Luo, you three, go and find it, I don't believe it, they can do it without leaving a footprint at all." ”

The three men went at once.

But the turtle and the other four men came out from behind the rocks.

But as soon as the five men came out, they saw something that surprised them and did not want to see it.

Just where they had just killed Lao Song, Ah Kong and others, suddenly there was an extra elephant.

The elephant was so big, almost the size of this big rock.

The elephant's fine grayish-brown fur is also very long.

The turtle and the others are all people who have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and they have seen a lot of elephants, but they have never seen such a huge elephant, and they have never seen an elephant with such long body hair.

However, what surprised the turtle even more than this elephant was the nine people standing on the back of this elephant.

Nine weirdos in the Stacked Pagoda.

These nine people, in this strange and unique posture of "one-two-three-two-one" like juggling, folded into a pagoda and stood on the broad back of this elephant.

All nine of them had large thick beards.

Their heads were wrapped in a thick layer of bright red "durban" turbans, and they wore a wide white cloth coat on the upper body and a white cloth on the lower body.

On such a cold winter morning, these nine people only pedaled a pair of wooden slippers with thick soles and flat heels on their feet.

At this time, although their feet were completely blackened by the cold, these nine people did not move at all. It was as if they had all frozen to death in the cold wind for a long time, and they didn't feel the cold at all.

And the Mai man, who was still standing here like a dragon just now, guarding the small red pine box, had already fallen on his back on the snow at this time.

Bright red blood was pouring out of his chest, staining the snow on the ground.