The man looked like he was in his thirties. He was paralyzed, with his limbs shrunk to the size of a child, and his exposed arms shriveled. His head was large, and his neck was crooked to one side. He didn't look like a human at all. It was terrible. He was sitting in a wooden wheelchair, and the wheelchair slowly slipped out of the hole.
Ye Baiyi frowned slowly, staring at the man, as he suddenly said, "You are not Long Que."
The real Long Que was a legend and count never be so young. The man in the wheelchair gave a sharp laugh and said, "I am certainly not."
His eyes were huge, and Wen Kexing secretly neared Zhou Zhoushu's ear and said, "Doesn't it look like his eyes are going to fall out?"
Zhou Zishu only felt that he was boring so he ignored him.
Ye Baiyi looked at the man and felt that he was weird and strange but since he was the only one available who could answer his questions, he reluctantly supressed his temper and said in a gentle tone: "I have something to say to Long Que"
In Ye Baiyi's defense, he had spoken well but but the ears of others, he sounded like a stupid and rude idiot, so the man in the wheelchair turned his head, and looked him up and down. For a long while, he chuckled coldly, "The old immortal bone is gone, what are you asking him for?"
The ditch between Ye Baiyi's eyebrows grew deeper and deeper as he stared at the disabled man "Long Que died? How did he die?"
The man in the wheelchair proudly said, "Of course I killed him."
This was too incredible. They were all three masters of the world who trespassed into Xinzhuang. and found things difficult. But how would it be for a person who couldn't even walk. How could he enter unscathed and kill the owner of Xinzhuang ?
Ye Baiyi apparently did not know what was real, and looked at the person, saying, "Don't lie anymore, if you can kill Long Que by yourself, then an ant can shake a tree, unless you are his son, and he let you chop him however you want, I don't believe you could have easily killed him "
Upon hearing this, Wen Kexing knew that something bad was going to happen so he immediately said to Zhang Chengling: "Get out, run away!"
Then he raised his hand and patted his chair. densely human puppets popped out from the walls of the whole hall, and then dozens of bald and glossy puppets poured out from all directions. Zhang Chengling ran out, but could not escape. He ran into a puppet full of plenty of arms. The puppet was quite fierce, and raised his arms to attack him.
Zhou Zishu immediately popped out with his fingers, hitting Zhang Chengling's knee, and told him to enable him fall to the ground with a thud, so he barely avoided the attack. Zhang Chengling crawled over and looked around with his mouth open, sighing: " Master, aren't we in hell? "
Zhou Zishu sighed, knowing that he was born with the word "delicate". He patted Wen Kexing's arm, sandwiched Zhang Chengling between them, and stood with his back against Wen Kexing, whispering: " This dummy is hard and undead, but it also has it's weakness. "
Wen Kexing wondered: "What are its weakness?"
Zhou Zishu said: "One is not jumping, the other is stupid."
While he was talking, two puppets had attacked from both sides, Wen Kexing was holding Zhang Chengling, and Zhou Zishu seemed to have a plan, and leaped in two directions at the same time. The two puppets immediately lost their targets and bumped into each other. Together, they entangled on the ground.
Wen Kexing glanced at them and covered Zhang Chengling's eyes wearing a wry smile on his face as he sighed, "The one who is top and bottom, looks like a pornographic scene."
As soon as Zhou Zishu fell to the ground, a puppet immediately hit him with a big stick. He turned around and flickered away. He felt a pain rise from the chest to his throat, which felt like a fire. He was afraid a slight cough could bring out a mouthful of blood then he bit his teeth firmly and held back the feeling.
The puppet didn't hit him, and continued to chase unwillingly. When his chest swept across, Zhou Zishu leaned back and bent down, Wen Kexing saw it, and couldn't help but say with emotion: "His waist is really soft."
Then before the third stick of the puppet could be raised, he threw Zhang Chengling into the volley. Seeing Zhang Chengling waving his arms and legs, like a toad, he said, "Did you eat all my teachings along with your dinner? "
Zhang Chengling uttered "ah" and slammed into the doll that was pursuing Zhou Zishu throwing.the doll out of balance. One man and one puppet fell at the same time. Jumping up with a sore buttock, he panicked and asked, "Senior, I ... what should I do?"
Taking the opportunity to take a breath, Zhou Zishu grabbed his collar, threw him back to Wen Kexing again, and said "Don't make a mess."
The three of them were purely implicated, and the situation was not good. Ye Baiyi, who spoke directly and offended the host here was most miserable. The dense puppets surrounded him so tightly that there was no single space. The scene was as lively as the New Year.
Wen Kexing said: "This place is called puppet Manor. I see why there is only one living thing, and the rest are all this objects."
Zhou Zishu narrowed his eyes: "It makes sense, and it seems that only one can be killed."
The two looked at each other, and had a tacit understanding. Wen Kexing once again threw Zhang Chengling at the slave of the high mountain slave and watched him overwhelmed with a weeping face. Zhou Zishu flew forward and rushed out before the fallen puppet threw his arm to Zhang Chengling. He tossed him aside, then lightly touched the ground with his toes, and flew like a swallow towards the weird man in a wheelchair.
The man whispered, "Another one is looking for his death." Leaning back, he saw a dozen iron chains suddenly fly out from under the wooden wheelchair, with a spear tied in front of each chain, from all directions directly to Zhou Zishu.
Zhou Zi took a sigh of relief and swayed behind the wheel chair, and the spear that followed immediately would hit the puppet, the tip of the gun bent back, but the iron cable would wrapped the puppet like dumpling.
The man was startled, slammed the handle of the wheelchair, and suddenly held up an iron umbrella, but after waiting for a while, nothing happened-these scary cheap tricks were learned by Zhou Zishu at Gu Xiang, and he didn't care now. Since he was someone who played dirty tricks, he was not polite, so he used a trick on him.
The weird man found that he was fooled and irritated then he waved the iron umbrella, but there was no sign of Zhou Zishu in front of him. He couldn't care about Ye Baiyi either. He looked around and heard someone laugh on the roof: "I said you are stupid. Why expose yourself"
The man looked up. Wen Kexing descended from the air, holding a large stick that fell out of a puppet, and smashed it on his head. The wheelchair suddenly burst into a billowing explosion. Wen Kexing could see the nemesis, yelled at the stick with a strong blow, and flew the ball out. He didn't notice where the thing was hit by him. After all, he heard Ye Baiyi roar: "Do you want to die, boy Wen?"
Wen Kexing rolled over in the air and looked back. When he saw Ye Baiyi's gray-faced face, he immediately rejoiced and turned to the wheelchair man and said, "Hurry up, give me another ball."
But he didn't hear for response. He just heard a clear howling sound in his ear. As soon as he tilted his head, he saw a clear sword light. The sword was pointed directly at his throat, and he knew that he was in trouble, he didn't dare to attack. He opened the iron umbrella and then he planned to escape from this hall.
This was the last thought in his mind as Zhou Zishu's white sword pierced throygh his throat.
Zhou Zishu succeeded with a blow, but did not relax. He heard that a puppet was chasing after him, and he jumped into the air without turning his head back. Since jumping over the wheelchair, the puppet hit an obstacle. With a sound, he shattered the incredible magical wooden chair, the parts of the machine fell all over the floor, and then all the puppets in this hall stopped as if they had been frozen.
Zhou Zishu fell to the ground, and the long-awaiting Wen Kexing immediately reached out to catch him. He kissed him on the face and praised, "What a good sword!"
Zhou Zishu wiped his face as if he had been licked by a dog, pushed him away, and said blankly, "So cheap."
With a somber face, Ye Baiyi picked up Zhang Chengling, who was tripped on the ground by a fallen puppet, and strode over without saying a word. He patted Wen Kexing with one palm, and the latter hid with a hippie smile. Wen Ke Xingbian said: "Oh old senior, why do you still care about these trivial matters with the younger generation?"
Ye Baiyi glanced at the fragmented wooden wheelchair, and said, "All the organs have been smashed by you, making a fuss." He turned and strode towards the wall hole where the wheelchair stranger came out from. Zhang Chengling rushed over and asked quietly: " Are you okay, Master? "
The child was thrown aside several times by these two people as if he were a stone, but he did not have resentment. He was still worried about his master's injury. Zhou Zishu saw his pure and caring eyes, and suddenly felt like a jerk so he said in a rarely gentle tone: "It doesn't matter."
Zhang Chengling then squatted down with his back to him: "Master, I'll walk with you on my back."
Zhou Zishu laughed and laughed, patted his shoulder, stood up and said, "Okay, I don't expect you to do so"
After only two steps, Wen Kexing could not help but come over and stop him. Zhou Zishu thought comfortably that this guy had not had enough of taking advantage of him, so he hit his elbow. Wen Kexing said: "You save your strength. For a while, the old glutton will have to count on you to fight if we run into problems"
Zhou Zishu thought about this too, and leaned on him with his strength. Immediately, he felt relaxed, and felt that he was almost falling apart.
Ye Baiyi said, "You all follow."
The three followed and entered the hole in the wall. They saw a dark room and there were no holes in here. The entire wall was complicated and, upon looking further, it was actually a map of the entire Xinzhuang.
Wen Kexing looked up dumbly and looked around for a while, before he said, "This ... even if it's explained t me, I won't be able to understand it"
Zhou Zishu chuckled, "It's complicated, so do I."
Ye Baiyi glanced at the two of them, and finally he was speechless. He directed Zhang Chengling, "You follow me." Zhang Chengling kept up with him, and saw Ye Baiyi touching the wall. He didn't know what happened, but the wall opened at once, exposing the various organs inside, which was simply amazing.
Zhou Zishu looked up and sighed, "This man who built Jianzhuang is really a strange man." that room Ding Lian opened a wall next to it, revealing a row of steps.
The four of them walked up carefully, and they didn't know how far they had gone. They had even returned to the ground sorrounded with wind, sunshine, plants and a nice little yard.
Ye Baiyi said: "This is the real puppet manor."
He looked around and suddenly strode to a small iron fence bungalow. The house was under a big tree, the windows and the door were sealed. It was like a prison.
Ye Baiyi took the palm of his hand and lifted the iron door down. Then the art master pushed opeb the door boldly, and the three followed him, and theny stood with Ye Baiyi in this small prison. There was a bed and a person tied to it with a large iron chain.
They saw an old man with gray hair and eyes that seemed blind. Because he has been blind in the dark for a long time, as he heard a voice, turned his head, his skinny body can't help shrinking.
For a long while, Ye Baiyi asked, "Are you ... the dragon sparrow Long que?"
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