MTL - The Founder of Diabolism-Chapter 32 皎皎 seventh 5

This time, Wei Wuyi didn't have a good night, blinked, and hard until the second day of the day. He felt that the whole body was sour and soft, and his limbs were moving. He took it easy and took off his own in the quilt. coat.

Blue forgets to drink much last night... In fact, there are not many, just a bowl. He was drunk last night. It was inevitable that he woke up this morning, and he was slightly embarrassed. His eyelashes trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened, he fell from the bed and fell.

It is really uncomfortable to blame the elegant light-filled monarch, and it is not at all elegant. The man wakes up early in the morning on the second day after the hangover, and sees another man lying naked beside him. The two are still crowded in the same bed, and there is no empty space to be elegant.

Wei Wuzhen was naked with his arms, and he smiled with a single hand.

Blue forget machine: "You..."

Wei Wuzhen: "Well?"

Blue forgets the machine: "I was last night..."

Wei Wuzhen rushed to his left eye: "Hello, you rushed last night, including Guangjun."

"..."

Wei Wuwei said: "What did you remember last night?"

It seems that I really don't remember, and the blue forgetting face is white.

Don't remember it! Otherwise, if the blue forgets the machine, he still remembers that he quietly went out to call Wenning in the middle of the night. After questioning, Wei Wuzhen’s lying is not good, and telling the truth is not good.

I couldn't make a fuss, pick up a rock and lick my own feet so many times. Wei Wuzhen finally found the feeling of the prestige once again, and pulled back a little. Although I really want to chase after the pursuit, continue to tease him, but the most crucial few words last night have not been asked, next time I have to lie to him to drink and continue to talk, can not let Blue forget the machine to know what ugly. When he saw it, Wei Wu opened the quilt and showed him his neat pants and boots that had not been taken off: "A good man! With light, I just took off my clothes and made a joke." Your innocence is still there, it is not defiled, please rest assured!"

Blue forgets the machine in the same place, has not answered, the center of the room, the sound of porcelain cracking.

This sound is no stranger, it is already heard for the second time. It was also the smashing bag that was pressed on the table, and it smashed the teapot, and this time it was fierce, and the three moved together.

They were drunk in a mess last night, and the other was tossed in a mess, naturally, and left the ensemble behind. Wei Wuzhen was a bit worried that Blue forgot to be shocked and over-excited. He missed him and stabbed him to the bed on the spot. He said: "Where, come, let's do something right!"

He grabbed a piece of clothes and rolled it out of the bed, reaching out to the blue forgotten machine, and looking like he was going to tear his clothes. Blue forgets the machine has not slowed down, stepped back, and something was smashed under the soles of the feet, looking down, it was a dust-proof sword lying for one night.

In a small room, a squad of horses and horses turned over. Wei Wuzhen put his hand into the blue forgetting machine and smashed it, and took out a flute. He said, "With the light, don't be afraid. I don't want to treat you, but you took me away last night. Flute, I have to get it back."

Blue forgot to look at him intricately. He seems to want to ask the details of his own drunkenness last night, but he used to do business first, forcibly hold back, converge on the look, and first played a song "Resident" with him.

Three sealed Qiankun bags, one with a left arm, one with a pair of legs, and one with a torso. These three parts of the body can already be joined together to form a large part of the body. They interacted with each other and their grievances multiplied. This time, it was repeated three times that "Relief" was effective. After the three sealed Qiankun bags gradually calmed down, Wei Wuzhen untied two of them, shaking one arm from one and shaking off one of the torso in the other.

This time, the direction of the left hand is south and west. The target of the guide is not the right hand, it is the head.

Wei Wuzhen wore clothes and was a dog-like model. Talking about the right thing is a serious, or pretending to be serious: "I hope that the next step is to find the head. So your family can draw a picture, or send a post to let the big and small families go to see, and soon you can find out the good brothers. identity of."

But this man is also serious enough to maintain a few words, and then smiled and said: "Well, good brothers have done a good job."

The slings of the torso were scattered and the neckline was slanted. This is a solid and powerful body of a young man. Wei Wuzhen’s statement is very real. Blue forgot to take it back again in the bag of smashing and smashing, and hit three knots.

Wei Wuzhen knew that he could not listen to such contemptuous words. But as always, the more you can't listen, the more he wants to say. After finishing the knot and collecting the Qiankun bag, Blue forgot to look at him. Although he was still expressionless, his eyes were full of words and stops. He deliberately said: "With the light Jun, what do you do to look at me like this? You are still worried? Believe me. I really did not treat you last night, of course, you did not treat me."

Blue forgets the machine: "... last night, in addition to grabbing the flute, I..."

Wei Wuwei said: "You? What are you doing right? Nothing, just say a lot."

Blue forget the machine: "...what words."

Wei Wuzhen: "It doesn't matter what matters. That is, um, for example, you like rabbits, and so on."

"..." Blue forgot to close his eyes and turned his head.

Wei Wuzhen is considerate and authentic: "Nothing! The rabbit is so cute, who doesn't like it. Come, light up, you wash your face, wash your face, drink some water, let's go downstairs and set off. I went back next door, no. Bother you."

Going out of the house, closing the door, he stood in the hallway, so silent for a while.

The blue forgetting machine seems to have been hit, and one person is in the room and has not come out for a long time. In the process of waiting for him, Wei Wuyi leisurely went downstairs, out of the inn, sitting on the steps, staring at the sun. After a while, a group of 13- and 4-year-old children ran across the street.

The first child in the front ran fast, holding a long line in his hand, at the end of the long line, a kite was not high, not low, flying up and down. The little boy behind took a small bow and sipped while chasing the kite.

This game, Wei Wuyi used to love playing. Archery is a compulsory art for every family, but most of them don't like to shoot targets in a proper manner. In addition to shooting out monsters when they go out for night hunting, they like to shoot kites. One per person, whoever is the highest and farthest, and the most accurate shot, who is the winner. This game was originally popular among the young children of the family of Xianmen. After they were circulated, the children of ordinary people also liked it. They only had the lethality of a small arrow, but they were no better than the children of these excellent skills. It is.

At that time, when Wei Wuzhen was in the lotus dock, he and the Jiangjia children played a kite and took many times. Jiang Cheng is often second. His kites are either flying too far, the arrows are not shot, or they are shot, but they are not as far away as Wei Wu’s kites. Most of their kites are made into the shape of a flying monster, the color is gorgeous, the blood bowl is wide open, and several pointed tails are hung down the wind, looking far away, vivid and vivid, and some ferocious. Wei Wuzhen’s one is bigger than others’s, and Jiang’s disappointment has drawn him.

Thinking of this, Wei Wuqi’s mouth smirked and smiled, and he couldn’t help but look up and see what the kite the little boy was flying. I saw a large piece of it, golden, with several long ears hanging.

He was wondering: "What is this? Burning cake? Or what monster I don't know?"

At this time, a gust of wind blew. The kite was not flying high, and it was not in the open area. It fell and fell. A little child cried: "Ah, the sun is falling!"

This round golden thing turned out to be the sun. Wei Wuzhen understood when he arrived. Most of these children are playing games that mimic the sign of the sun.

This place is Fuyang. When the Wen family of the Lushan Mountain was at its peak, it was a good place to be a blessing, and Xiangyang was not far from Lushan. The local people must suffer from it, not by their unmarked monsters. It was bullied by the monks of their family. After the signing of the Japanese, Wen was crushed by the families. The centuries-old foundation collapsed in an instant, and many places around the Lushan area developed a tradition to celebrate the death of Wen. This kind of game can probably be considered as one.

The children stopped to chase, and it was very painstaking to get together and started to discuss: "What to do, have not shot the sun, it has fallen on its own, who is the boss?"

One person raised his hand: "Of course it is me! I am Jin Guangyao, the big evil person of Wen family is killing me!"

Wei Wuzhen sat on the steps in front of the inn and looked at it with gusto.

In this kind of game, nowadays, the immortal sage is the most popular corner. In the levy of the shooting of the sun, Jin Guangyao was lying on the bottom of the river for several years, and the entire Lushan Wen’s inside and outside was deceived and swindled, and there were countless leaks and no self-knowledge. Eventually, he successfully assassinated Wen’s family and gave a perfect ending. . If he plays, he also wants to try Jin Guangyao once. It is very reasonable to choose this kid to be the boss!

Another person protested: "I am Nie Minghao, the most successful, the most captured prisoners! I am the boss!"

"Jin Guangyao" said: "But I am the Governor."

"Nie Minghao" raised his fist: "What about Xian Dian? It’s not my third brother. I will run with my tail when I see you!"

"Jin Guang Yao" really worked very well, it was very entertaining, and the shoulders shrank and ran away. Another humanity: "You are a short-lived ghost."

Since I chose to be a certain fairy, my heart naturally liked the fairy head. "Nie Minghao" is angry: "Golden Xuan, you died earlier than me, qualified to say that I am short-lived!"

"Golden Xuan" dissatisfied: "What happened early? I am ranked third."

"The third is just the third in the face!"

At this time, there was a child who seemed to be tired and tired. He also climbed to the side of the steps and sat down with Wei Wuzhen. He waved his hand and said: "Well, okay, don't argue. I It’s Yiling’s ancestor, I’m the best. I’m just reluctant to do it, and I’ve done this boss.”

Wei Wuzhen: "..."

Only such a child will simply ignore the good and evil reputation, only argue about the value of force, and will honor his face to be an ancestor.

Another humanity: "No, I am the three poisonous sage, I am the most powerful."

"Yi Ling ancestors" knows the authenticity: "Jiang Cheng, you have a better match than me. When you didn't lose to me, how can you say that you are the best? Shame is not shy."

"Jiang Cheng" said: "Hey, I can't compare with you? How do you remember to die?"

The faint smile of Wei Wu’s mouth melted in a flash.

Like a slap in the face, I was struck by a poisonous little needle. Suddenly, there was a slight tingling.

The "Yi Ling ancestor" next to him clap his hands and said: "Then I add a Wenning here, add a Yinhufu, invincible! Wenning? Come out!" He picked up a stone at his feet, As a "female tiger". A child is weak and weak: "I am here... that... I want to say... I didn't die when I shot the Japanese..."

Wei Wuzhen felt that it was impossible to interrupt.

He said: "I am a fairy, can I ask a question?"

This group of children has never been involved in this game when they have been involved in the game, let alone not swear, but this serious question. "Yi Ling ancestors" looked at him strangely and alertly: "What are you asking?"

Wei Wuwei said: "Why are there no blue family?"

"Yes."

"where is it?"

“Yi Ling ancestors” refers to a child who has never said a word from beginning to end: “That is.”

Wei Wuyi saw it. Sure enough, the child looked beautiful and had a rope on his forehead. He asked: "Who is he?"

"Yi Ling ancestors" screamed and sweared, said: "Blue Zhan!"

……Ok. This group of children grasped the essence. Playing blue Zhan, you really should shut up and not talk!

Suddenly, Wei Wu’s mouth was re-bent.

The poisonous little needle was pulled out, I didn’t know where to throw it, and what stinging was swept away. Wei Wuzhen said to himself: "The odd is also strange. How can a person who is so boring in blue is always so happy?!"

When Blue forgot to come downstairs, I saw that Wei Wuzhen was sitting on the steps and laughing and mad. Seeing him came, it was easy to stand up. Walking along the road, laughing along the road, like something strange poison.

Blue forgets the machine and can't help but say: "...What did I do last night?"

It must not be that simple, otherwise why let him laugh now? ? ?

Wei Wuzhen touched his chin and said: "I still don't say it. I don't know what is funny. I just can't help it. You must say that I am bored before you go. Ok, I don't laugh, tell me. Seriously. In fact, yesterday at the Changjia cemetery, I also thought of some things, did not have time to tell you."

Blue forgets the machine: "Speak."

Wei Wuwei said: "Cough. The folks of the wine shop said that the Changzhai and Chang's cemetery were shot and smashed. It was ten years ago. I listened very carefully. His meaning is obviously that there is no work now. And as soon as we came, the snoring suddenly came out again. This is certainly not a coincidence.

"But I think the reason why the buzzing sounded again is not because we came. It is because the grave-digger has dug up the trunk of the good brother."

Blue forgot to listen to the focus, Wei Wuxi saw it, and remembered that when he was drunk last night, he held his **** intently, painfully and smiled, and said seriously: "So, I am thinking, This five-major corpse may be a vicious repressive method. The corpse is interested in picking up the visions for the placement of the corpses.

"The reason and the Qinghe Nie's sacrifice knife temple are the same as the method of suppressing the sword spirit and the wall corpse. They use poison to attack and poison, and check and balance each other to maintain balance. Perhaps it was originally learned from the sacrifice of the Nie family.

"The left hand that was first discovered should have been suppressed in a similar way. Otherwise, it will not be discovered at that time in Mojiazhuang.

"Using this vicious repression, cutting the body and the soul into separate places, it is nothing more than letting them get together. That is, when they are brought together, they are put together into a complete body. There must be something that makes the corpse very scared. For example, a good brother will find him to take revenge."

Blue forgets the machine and concludes: "Catch the body, the murderer is self-evident."

Wei Wuwei said: "Simply concise, self-satisfied. There is... I hope that the brothers' grievances are only for the murderer. Otherwise, after we have gathered the limbs, trunk and head, what we have to face is a resentment. Climbing the sky, repairing a very high, killing murderous body."

All the way down the southwest, this time, the location of the left hand guide is a foggy east.

A ghost town where local people are afraid to avoid it.