Winter has passed. It was just when the warmth was still cold, and there was a slight chill in the clear air of the plants and trees, and the chill seemed to be particularly obvious near the water.
The stream of rivers flowed quietly. A man in a red gown stood by the river with a **** red birthmark on his cheek. He tilted his head to pay close attention to the movement around him. With one hand stretched out, his fingers were slightly bent and dropped to his side. He could see clearly the skin-like luster on the moonlight.
Suddenly, several dark shadows rushed around him, and Sun Ding flew up, and quickly engaged in a brawl with these people wearing night clothes.
Among the top ten most insidious ghosts in the Valley of Ghosts, they are headed by "delighted morning ghost", "Hanged Ghosts", and "the Ghost of impermanence". It was not that other evil ghosts were not powerful, but these particular people have already taken root in Ghost Valley long ago. They could also attract and suppress people, and had become their own forces.
Sun Ding’s pair of Rakshasa palms wasn't a that could have gone unmatched, by others before oe after him. At least for now, in the Central Plains, it is the dominant one. The oponent is killed instantly within three steps. A blood-red palm print will be left on the body, all the way through the back
Suddenly he was besieged late at night, but he was not panicked, as if he was not scared at all. A pair of poisonous palms were flying around, and after a while, the group of small bugs who faced him fled. Sun Ding didn't chase them just leaned down, picked up a corpse, and sneered when he saw the ghost face tattooed on the corpse's waist.
After about half an hour, a person appeared from behind him, came over, frowned, leaned over the ghost's face on the body's waist, and asked, "What's going on?"
Sun Ding folded his hands back to his sleeves and gave him a slight glance, then said, "Lao Meng, you are late."
This old Meng was actually the one who dug with Gu Xiang when Zhou Zishu and Wen Kexing were deeply trapped in the enemy’s hole that day. He still wore a normal burlap sackcloth. The left foot was a little sloppy, but it wasn't obvious. One could see it carefully. He was plain-faced, and if he was not serious, he looked kind-hearted, and in front of him was covered with a large apron commonly worn by pig-killing butchers—like Wen Kexing ordered, he had really changed into a butcher.
Lao Meng took off the mask on the corpse's face, squatted on the ground, pondered for a while before standing up again with a sigh, as he shook his head, "It's Xue Fang's lackey?"
As soon as he looked up, he saw that Sun Dingzheng was staring at his big apron with interest, and then explained: "i wore this under the order of Lord Gu, do you have any comments?"
Sun Ding sneered, and said, "Valley master? That unweaned thing that will never have an offspring, is it worth it to follow him around like a lap dog?"
Lao Meng's face did not change, and after listening, he only said, "You can say the same in front of him."
Sun Ding seemed to think of something. His eyes twitched, he snorted coldly, and wisened out, no longer tangled in this topic, pointing at the corpse on the ground and saying, "Since this, Lao Meng, you might as well report it to the Lord of the Valley." In order to let him know and know how Xue Fang was so bold, he went out of the valley violating the rules, but now he was so angry that he wanted to kill me."
Lao Meng frowned, and said, "I haven't been able to contact Lord Valley recently ..."
Sun Ding said impatiently: "What about Gu Xiang?"
Lao Meng shook his head again and only asked: "In your opinion, was Xue Fang doing this for the Lapis Armor?"
When he mentioned the word "liujia", Sun Ding's gaze flickered quickly, and even when he looked elsewhere, his mouth just said: "Xue Fang's heart is very ambitious, I advise you ... and the owner of the valley better to be careful, otherwise ... hum. "
Lao Meng was silent for a while, and suddenly asked, "was Shen Zhen killed by you?"
Sun Ding paused, raising his eyebrows, prolonged his voice and asked, "Why, are you trying to test me?"
Lao Meng smiled unclearly, stuck out a finger and poked at his chest, lowered his voice, and said, "Brother Sun, let's be honest, who doesn't want the Lapis armor, let's not mention the hanged ghosts, even the minor ones are eager to have it. Even the long-tongue ghost dare to set a trap crypt to fight the valley master .... Whoever gets the lapis armor, becomes the owner of the wind cliff mountain If not, what do you keep keep an eye on that little Zhang?"
Sun Ding froze, and a while later said, "I want the kid named Zhang to identify Xue Fang as the culprit!"
Lao Meng just looked at him with a smile, and did not make a judgement. Sun Ding has always hated Lao Meng's smile. This person laughs in a particularly secretive way, just like his lunatic master Wen Kexing, which makes people suspicious. impatiently, he said, "Ghost of impermanence, what do you mean?"
Lao Meng shook his head and smiled: "This, Brother Sun doesn't have to worry about it. The child whose name is Zhang is now with with the valley master. As long as he remembers, he can be identified at any time-Now, Shen Zhen is dead, in the Gao family, two pieces of lapis armor is missing, and I think we should grab Xue Fang first, then then make a decision, what do you say? "
Sun Ding narrowed his eyes, and fiercely looked at his gentle face for a while, grunted coldly, and turned away.
At this time, in the Puppet Manor Villa surrounded by thousands of mountains in Shuzong, the Wen master they had been talking about was currently fighting for a quilt with Zhou Zishu.
Spring has already begun, and Shuzhong was warming up quickly. The excuse of "clothing for years to be cold like iron" was obviously rubbish now. Zhou Zishu also specifically instructed Zhang Chengling to pick up a room for the dog skin plaster named Wen, but it Still couldn't stop him from the momentum that he got in at the point.
And this person took advantage of his kindness and became more brazen. from the beginning of bringing in his own luggage, he became more shameless and ran over with his bare hands in the air.
A tattered quilt was pulled by the two of you and pulled over over till they fell to using the eighteen martial arts. They tried everything, and they almost sweated until the last two. It became too warm to use the quilt.
Zhou Zishu was not in his heyday. After a hundred and ten rounds, he had lost to him. Wen Kexing proudly held half of the quilt in one hand and pressed Zhou Zishu's wrist against the pillow with the other hand. Retracting his neck, he showed him a pearly white teeth, and beckoned to him, "Ah, you come, I'll hug you to sleep, to ensure that you won't be cold."
Zhou Zishu really wanted to kick him, so he looked at him three times down and sneered, "You are not fragrant or soft, and you have ribs on your chest. It’s better to hold a bedboard. "
Wen Kexing immediately stared, grabbed his hand and put it on his chest, and said, "Nonsense! I'm not a row of ribs, if you don't believe, touch it yourself!"
Zhou Zishu lifted his feet and kicked him on the knee, then retracted his hand, as if he encountered something dirty, and shook his hand in the air. Wen Kexing held the quilt and watched him strangely: "There are weird things every year, those who are take advantage of don't care. You who take advantage of me are so blindly reserved. Generally this situation is ..."
Zhou Zishu was not prepared to listen to him continue to talk nonsense. He put on his clothes and decided to hide, to change to another room to sleep. He could terribly squeeze with Zhang Chengling, and order the little tyke to sleep on the floor.
Who knew that Wen Kexing's hand holding the quilt suddenly turned out, and leaned on his shoulder, Zhou Zishu immediately sank his shoulders and elbows to remove him, and then he suddenly felt a numbness in his whole body. Before he could stand up, he fell down and fell right in the arms where Wen Kexing opened and waited there, and a melon seed shell fell on the quilt surface ... it was this thing that apprehended him.
Wen Kexing continued with a smile in his ear: "Generally, in this case, it is a normal to have a guilty conscience since their lust is dissatisfied, See, you have fallen into my arms, Haven't you?"
Zhou Zishu was speechless. He really couldn't figure out how someone had slept at night and had to put a seed shell on his body to sneak attack on others as a hidden weapon at any time.
Wen Kexing laughed, as if seeing what he thought, added: "I actually still have walnuts, do you want them?"
Speaking of the word "walnut", Zhou Zishu felt goosebump, and reluctantly laughed, "Why do you hold me, do you still want to sleep with me?"
Wen Kexing rolled his entire body into the quilt, while turning his eyes, and pressed his shoulders with both hands, he ran along the edge of his inner robes, and his mouth hurriedly joyfully said, "Nothing, nothing."
Wen Kexing's shot was not heavy, and Zhou Zishu's acupuncture point was rushed away. It was just when Wen Kexing's hand became less and less ridiculous. Since he left Beijing and moved around, he had not been intimate with anyone. His body was injured, and after everything that happened, he didn’t have that mood. Zhou Zishu really did not get close to people. Wen Kexing's touch twitched gently, just as if he had set a fire on him. Seeing that the situation was going to get out of control, Zhou Zishu gave a shudder. Holding his wrist, he gritted his teeth and said, "Gu Zhu is very kind. I still ... don't think i deserve such love."
Wen Kexing laughed: "you're wrong, but if you don't accept, then you are being disrespectful."
Zhou Zishu stiffened out a smile: "I really deserve it."
The two were in a stalemate. Suddenly, they heard screaming from Zhang Chengling's room next door. Zhou Zishu frowned and pushed away Wen Kexing. He threw his robes on him with a thunderbolt and started to run. Wen Kexing shook his head. He sighed, moved his five fingers closer to the tip of his nose, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and then followed slowly.
Zhang Chengling was just stunned by the dream. When Zhou Zishu pushed in the door, he found that he was closing his eyes tightly. He didn't know what he was muttering. He was sweating with punches and kicks. Zhou Zishu pushed him in general and found it difficult to awaken him. he took his wrist and shoved a small amount of qi into him. Zhang Chengling shivered and shouted, "Don't kill him!"
Then he sat up abruptly, his eyes slowly drifting away, revealing a little puzzled look, looking at Zhou Zishu, and shouting, "Master ..."
Zhou Zishu patted his head, without a word, pulled him under the quilt, and said, "Let's sleep." Then he sat by the bed, leaned on the bedpost, and clasped his hands on his chest. Keeping his eyes closed, as if to accompany him.
Zhang Chengling was silent for a long time, and suddenly pulled Zhou Zishu's clothes gently, whispering: "Master, I just dreamed about ... a man with a tightly wrapped body, holding a knife, he placed it over my step mother's neck, he asked my father, 'Where is the thing?'...? "
Zhou Zishu opened his eyes. At this moment, the door was opened from the outside, and Wen Kexing came in. He saw his face look upright and asked thoughtfully, "What does that person look like and what are his characteristics?"
Zhang Chengling thought for a while, then shook his head with guilt and said, "I can't see clearly in my dream ..."
Zhou Zishu remembered the words that the delighted ghost said that day, and then he asked, "Have you seen if that man's hand has four fingers?"
Zhang Chengling shook his head again and looked at him with wide eyes. Zhou Zishu sighed, patted his head, and whispered: "You go to sleep ..."
The two sat and stood,until Zhang Chengling was breathing evenly, apparently falling asleep, Zhou Zishu pulled his quilt up, stood up, and went out with Wen Kexing.
Wen Kexing sighed suddenly, stretched his hands behind his back and held him, resting his face on his shoulder for a long while, and then whispered: "These days, it seems like a good dream ... but how can I wake up so fast?"
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