Ishikawa saw a white expanse in front of him, and the heavy rain almost completely obscured his vision, so he simply closed his eyes, and with his senses, he hurried to the side of the sheepfold, bypassing the trap he had set, and then opened the door of the pen and stepped into the mud with his feet raised. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

First took a boning knife to protect his body, and after Ishikawa wiped the rain on his head and face, he saw clearly what was going on in front of him, more than a dozen sheep in the sheepfold had all fallen to the ground and died, and his own earth dog was shrinking in the corner and shivering, and he didn't dare to come forward to rub him even when he came.

"My sheep!"

Click......

A purple-red lightning as thick as a bucket in the sky cut through the clouds, followed by a deafening thunderclap, the corners of Ishikawa's mouth twitched, and a scolding word was suffocated back into his stomach, he was suddenly a little scared now, the way a dozen sheep died was too strange, and there was no wound on the sheep's body, not at all like they were bitten to death by a fierce beast in the mountains.

Moreover, the more ferocious beasts generally hide in the depths of the mountains and forests, and almost never come out to move near the half-mountain villages, so what is going on?

"Could it be that the ghost story that scared Zhang Fugui two days ago is about to happen to him?" A cold wind blew on the back of his neck, and Ishikawa suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if there was a terrifying ghost hiding behind him to blow air.

And what's even more terrifying is that this cold aura seems to be becoming more and more obvious, and Ishikawa has really felt the thrilling touch.

"Don't scare me, I've heard before that dogs can see ghosts with their eyes, bastards can't be true, you can't turn back when you encounter ghosts, there is a bright light on the top of your head and on your shoulders, and it will be blown out when you turn around, and if you lose your yang energy, you will no longer be the opponent of the ghost, by the way, Taizu and his old man once said that the red flag is rolling down, and all cows, ghosts, snakes and gods will be defeated!"

In an instant, several thoughts flashed through Ishikawa's heart, and he suddenly snorted, in line with the principle of preferring to believe in what he has and not what he doesn't have, he didn't turn back, and the boning knife in his hand stabbed towards his back as fast as electricity.

With a muffled pop, the tip of the boning knife pierced through a barrier, and then sprang forward until it was stalkless.

Ishikawa didn't have time to think about it, suppressed the fear in his heart, twisted his arm and swung his arm, and turned the boning knife abruptly into a big bend.

Hot liquid splattered onto Ishikawa's body, and a thick bloody breath rushed into his nostrils.

What is this!?" As soon as Ishikawa had a question, he was shocked by the voice coming from behind him.

"You, you're ......" The indistinct old voice spat out only a few words, and all that was left was the unconscious gurgling sound in his throat.

There was a person in the back!?How could it be a person!?I actually killed someone!?

Ishikawa's scalp tingled, and he restrained his desire to look back, and first jumped to the edge of the sheepfold a few steps away, and then turned around with a boning knife.

What caught his eye was an old man with disheveled white hair and a withered face, dressed in a blue robe, his face covered in blood, and a huge wound more than a foot long between his chest and abdomen was still gushing blood.

The old man covered his wound in vain with one hand, and pointed to Ishikawa, who was stunned a few steps away, trembling with the other, his lips moving to say something.

Ishikawa stared at the old man's lips steadily, and from the shape of his mouth, he seemed to be able to tell that he was probably talking about one word - wine!

Is it wine, is it salvation, or is it nine!?

Is he going to drink, or is he going to save him, or is it just the number nine? What does that mean?

Ishikawa bit his lower lip tightly, the most critical question now is that the most fatal wound of the old man was cut by him with a boning knife, how can this be good!?

"I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean to, I thought there was a mountain wolf running into my sheepfold, you can see it, my sheep are all dead. Ishikawa spoke incoherently, not even knowing what he was saying.

The old man still didn't move in that posture, but his eyes became more and more cloudy.

"Do you want me to save you?" Ishikawa asked tentatively, looking at the old man's current appearance, I am afraid that he will not be able to save him.

"You want to drink?" Ishikawa sighed, it stands to reason that cutting someone with a knife, and giving someone some wine can't erase his sin at all, but the problem is that he doesn't have any alcohol at home, not even a drop of alcohol.

The old man's eyes became more and more dim, and his raised arm hung down weakly, and at the last moment, he struggled violently like a return to the light, and at some point there was an extra long sword in his hand that was only half cut off, and the silver-white light illuminated the entire sheepfold, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Listen, it's nine...... ......"

It's just that the last ghost character old man couldn't spit out clearly and completely, because at this time he was already angry, and a large stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.

At this moment, pure black flames suddenly rose from all parts of the old man's body, engulfing the silver-white light while enveloping the old man's entire body.

The black flame suddenly skyrocketed, directly enveloping him, Ishikawa smiled bitterly and closed his eyes and waited for death, only to find that this black flame did not cause a single bit of damage to his body except for bringing him a cold and piercing cold accident.

He watched all this in a daze, until the old man turned into ashes and dissipated between heaven and earth, leaving no trace, except for the half-broken long sword that fell to the ground with a clang.

"He asked me to listen, and I listened very carefully, but whether it was wine, uncle, or his mother's nine!? Such a simple sentence, I didn't understand until the person died......" Ishikawa whispered almost in a crying voice.

The earth dog, which had been cowering in the corner since the beginning, whined and crowed a few times, timidly came to Ishikawa's side, rubbing his body against his calf.

Ishikawa was a spirit, as if he had just come back from sleepwalking, he grabbed the two front paws of the earth dog and raised it to his eyes, and said viciously: "Say, you have been here, what did you see just now?"

The earth dog seemed to be frightened by its master's actions, whining and struggling.

Ishikawa sighed, casually put the earth dog on the ground, and said with a wry smile: "I'm really scared and delirious, it's just a dog, even if you see something strange, how can you tell me?"

Boom, another loud thunderclap.

Vaguely, Ishikawa seemed to hear a voice in his ear that couldn't distinguish between men and women: "It's really interesting, this is the most disparity in strength I know of a cross-level kill......

The voice was as ethereal as the wind, and Ishikawa seemed to hear it clearly, but he didn't seem to hear anything at all, and under the cover of the rumbling thunder, he had no idea if anyone had said it.

"The old man just now doesn't look like an ordinary person, and the black flame that devoured him, I felt the terrifying power contained in it from so far away, and I didn't get burned to death by the black flame for the first time, I don't know if it's fate or luck, and that voice, the fact that I stabbed the old man seems to be clear to other people, so, the next big question is, should I run away?"

The rain was still pouring down, and the rainwater that had accumulated in the courtyard overflowed the stone platform at the edge of the sheepfold, and in a short time it was already flooding Ishikawa's feet.

He couldn't even care about his feet standing in the icy rain, his mind was in a state of confusion, and he didn't know what to do.

After a long time, Ishikawa let out a long sigh, looked down, and suddenly saw the half of the long sword that had been soaked in the rain.