Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 100

At this moment, it seemed as if all the previous preparations and preparations had become a joke, and the hard work of scouting out the locations and arranging the formations had become useless.

Lin Shuyou was just about to tear off the Qingxin Talisman on his body and rise up as a spirit; Tan Wenbin, holding an umbrella in his left hand and a shovel in his right hand, was also about to stand up and protect Xiaoyuan.

A strong sense of frustration can cause some people to fall into negativity and decadence, but it can also inspire others to fight to the death.

Now that we've been discovered, let's just do it!
At this time, Li Zhuiyuan placed his hands on the shoulders of the two men and pressed down gently.

The two of them were about to jump out, but immediately stopped.

A good team can have sufficient democratic speeches and discussions beforehand, but when something happens, there can only be one will.

It wasn't that the boy couldn't accept that he had been fooled; it was that he couldn't understand the old woman's intention.

Granny Yu, who had already discovered the actions of the three of them, deliberately watched them set up so many formations right under her nose, just to stand up and sneer at the critical moment.

Even if they wanted to tire themselves out on purpose, it wouldn't make sense because they were given ample time to rest.

If the other party is really so powerful and terrifying that he can do such meaningless things at will, then there seems to be no difference between us taking the initiative to attack now and passively waiting for the other party to attack first?
The most important thing is that Li Zhuiyuan discovered that the other person was not dead but alive. In other words, although she looked almost exactly like that "Grandma Yu", she was not the real "Grandma Yu".

No matter what, Li Zhuiyuan's first attack must fall on Grandma Yu. No one else is worthy of it.

It was this brief moment of calm at this critical moment that led to a new turn in the development of events.

Suddenly, the laughter of children was heard from the front.

"whee……"

"Ha ha……"

"Ha ha……"

It is the voices of many, many children, all laughing, but their laughter is very mechanical and formal. You can even imagine in your mind the scene of them smiling without feeling, like a kind of discipline being forced out.

There was no child in sight.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that if he went to the underworld now, he would be able to see a large group of children gathering towards the old woman.

In other words, the person the old woman had just called was not the three of them.

Lin Shuyou was able to keenly sense dirty things, and he realized what was going on.

Tan Wenbin can walk in the Yin, although he does not have the sharp perception of non-walking in the Yin like Xiaoyuan, but he also has some auditory hallucinations in his ears. Coupled with Xiaoyuan's attitude, he can understand some of it.

Lin Shuyou and Tan Wenbin each lowered their heads and rested their foreheads on the ground, quickly digesting their nervousness and calming their rapid heartbeats.

This is not fear, but the rapid change of scene and identity from a night attacker to white light and then back to the night. It is unbearable for any normal person.

Only Li Zhuiyuan continued to observe the changes ahead.

The old woman's legs are very long now. She keeps looking around with the lantern. She is not looking into the distance to search, but more like a kindergarten teacher taking care of a group of children around her.

"Do you guys... miss your parents?"

It was still the mechanical laughter of a child, and no one answered this question.

Or maybe these "children" no longer remember their biological parents.

"I'm telling you...your parents...miss you very much..."

The old woman began to wave the lantern in her hand as if she were waving two whips.

Faintly, Li Zhuiyuan could feel a slight pain in his eardrum.

This is when she is not doing any evil deeds. If she is really doing evil deeds, you can see how cruel the old woman's methods are.

No wonder Beibei was so scared that he started crying when he drew the image of Grandma Yu for her. Even when he recalled things about Grandma Yu during his hypnosis, Beibei would be startled and wake up.

The wounds left on the body can be gradually healed by time, but mental beatings are likely to leave permanent trauma.

Beibei has been sold to Wang Chaonan and his wife for half a year. This couple are by no means good people, but they did not do anything wrong when treating this "son".

This means that even if the children have been sold, the old woman can still use some means to imprison some of them.

It is not obvious on weekdays and one can still lead a normal life. The fear only exists deep in the dusty heart.

But it will still have an impact in the future, similar to a curse. When these children grow up and mature, this kind of fear experience that they cannot even explain to themselves will slowly affect their character and even cause their personality to begin to distort.

Under the whip, the laughter of the "children" stopped, and was replaced by sobs and cries of adults.

This is the grief from the child's parents.

By torturing the children, she aroused the sadness and tears in the parents' hearts.

But for those parents who have lost their children, this may be just another night that is so ordinary that it cannot be more ordinary, and they cry in their sleep because of missing their children.

Water stains appeared in the two white lanterns in the old woman's hands, and they kept accumulating and gradually swayed along with the lanterns.

But suddenly, she paused.

She reached out, dug a hole in a lantern, and released a stream of half-black, half-white liquid.

Then she reached out her hand and smoothed the hole.

She seemed very angry, and her eyes revealed dissatisfaction and anger, as if she had received unqualified dirty products and almost soiled other good products.

The old woman turned around and walked back with her harvest of the night.

The noises of the "children" and the cries of the adults gradually faded away.

When his figure returned to the white shed, everything returned to peace, as if nothing had happened.

Li Zhuiyuan knew clearly that he had just witnessed a ceremony, or to be more precise, a harvest.

He suddenly understood why the people in the circus cared so much about the parents who brought their children to play.

Because harvesting requires efficiency.

Due to objective reality, many parents love their children as much as others, but they cannot always be with their children to accompany them as they grow up.

But from the perspective of the circus, their harvesting also has costs, so they have to choose raw materials with the highest "oil yield".

Furthermore, although the proportion is very low, there are indeed parents in this world who do not love their children very much or do not love their children at all.

It is not uncommon in real life that after parents divorce and form new families, they regard their original children as a burden.

And like myself...

When it came to himself, Li Zhuiyuan found that he really did not belong to this category.

Although his father had left his life, Li Zhuiyuan could understand him.

As for Li Lan...

Even Li Zhuiyuan couldn't say that Li Lan didn't care about him.

She refused to talk to her biological parents on the phone and asked her secretary to do it instead. But when her son took the phone, she came back and picked it up, even though what she said was very unpleasant.

She would rather take part in extremely dangerous projects, would rather show a hysterical attitude, than to separate her son from her life. From another perspective, even if she faces life and death, even if she goes crazy in pain, she can't erase her son from her consciousness. Just tell me whether she cares or not.

After falling back down the slope, Li Zhuiyuan said to Lin Shuyou, "Open your face."

"Hey, good."

Lin Shuyou opened her makeup box and started to put on makeup.

In fact, you can still possess a spirit even without making up your face or wearing a costume.

If Li Zhuiyuan had not had difficulty in summoning the spirits due to special reasons of his own, he would have succeeded in summoning the spirits by simply pinching a red mark with his fingers and smearing it on his face on the school playground that night.

This is not a necessity, but a sense of ritual that enhances one's confidence and involvement, just like the ritual performed by my grandfather. Rationally speaking, it is useless, but it can bring great emotional value to him and his family.

The same goes for Lin Shuyou, he needs to switch his personality by changing his face.

The more he relies on this method, the more likely it is that his personality differentiation will be exacerbated. It can be said that it is almost inevitable that he will have mental problems in the future.

“The old woman just now was not Granny Yu. Granny Yu herself should still be in that white-roofed shed. Our first target is still there.

When the attack starts, all of you will rush to that white tent. You will help me clear the way and block the interference, and I will destroy her original form."

"Okay." Tan Wenbin nodded vigorously and touched his pockets and waist.

Lin Shuyou, whose face was half painted, simply asked calmly, "What kind of evil spirit is it? It sounds a bit strange."

Tan Wenbin raised his eyebrows. If the environment wasn’t inappropriate, he would probably give Lin Shuyou a slap on the head and curse: Are you fucking pretending again?
Li Zhuiyuan replied: "Falling into the mud of love."

Lin Shuyou was stunned for a moment, then smacked his lips lightly: "So he was sewing himself."

Previously, Li Zhuiyuan only had a vague judgment, but now after witnessing what happened before, he can be sure.

Wei Zhengdao's book recorded the abdication of love in the mud fetus. This is not a type of death, but refers to a method of self-repair after death.

Dead souls are born out of resentment. After some powerful dead souls are born with intelligence, they will find ways to heal themselves like humans.

The Fallen Clay Clay is to plunder the emotional ties in human nature as raw materials to repair its own damage. This is a kind of evil magic that is extremely harmful to the harmony of nature.

It is recorded in the Yin family genealogy that in the mid-Ming Dynasty, a member of the Yin family was traveling and happened to meet two fishing masters by a lake. After learning that the master was the descendant of Yin Changsheng, the two masters invited him to sit down and chat with them.

Of course, in essence he just relied on the reputation of his ancestors to obtain the qualification to attend the class as an auditor.

The two masters talked about Lingxiao Shangqing Tong Lei Yuanyang Miaofeiyuan Zhenjun.

An expert said that the True Lord was deceived by the evil people around him and believed that the two dragons could not meet.

Another expert said with a smile: I'm afraid that evil person is making a clay statue of a fallen being for some evil spirit.

After the Yin family ancestor finished his travels, he returned to Fengdu and sat at the dock. He wrote down his experience and included it in the family tree.

In his tone, he described the scene as hearing two masters talking about the gods in heaven.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't know whether the other party was deliberately avoiding the question or really didn't know that the emperor with such a long prefix was the Jiajing Emperor at that time.

But from this record, we can see that the method of restoring the clay statue has been passed down for a long time. Some people even set their sights on restoring the father and son of the Heavenly Family. No one knows which horrible statue was being restored.

But it is obvious that Granny Yu did not receive that kind of treatment. She could only heal her wounds by trafficking children and intercepting the emotional ties between parents and their own flesh and blood. She took the approach of winning by quantity.

She was like a seriously wounded wild beast, lurking in a dark corner, licking her wounds silently.

The poster of the acrobatic troupe contains an introduction to the Yu Family Acrobatic Troupe, which was founded in 1950.

It was a very delicate year. The inheritance of Dragon King Liu and Dragon King Qin had just been interrupted for some reason. She crawled ashore from the dark corner and began to heal herself with this sinister method.

After all, there is no Dragon King in the river, so all kinds of dirty things at the bottom gradually crawled ashore.

His original form should have been suppressed by a dragon king from the Qin and Liu families. Now he felt that he was strong enough again, so he came in front of A'li, lit a lamp and chanted spells.

Especially after she issued her great warning, the next day, other filthy and evil spirits retreated far away, but she still dared to stand in the front, leaning against the threshold, showing off her power.

It really fits her style. She does shameful and insidious things, and is happy to be the first to do so.

Li Zhuiyuan chose her as his first optional question after he officially came to the Yangtze River, not out of impulse. Even a truly terrifying and powerful person would not bother to cling to an orphan girl when she is in decline.

The group of people who came to the door were just like what Liu Yumei described as "the bastards who bully the weak and fear the strong."

And this one is the most brainless one among this group of people who are not worthy of being on the stage.

Isn't it just the right choice for you?

Lin Shuyou's face was painted. At this time, he no longer looked as naive as before, but instead his brows were filled with a kind of high-spirited confidence.

"When the officer is in charge of the spirit writing, he will only kill the evil spirits and not save them. You two, especially you, stay away from me. I'm afraid that the boy still remembers the last time you deceived him and will bear a grudge against you."

Tan Wenbin was about to speak but was stopped by Li Zhuiyuan.

The young man smiled and said calmly, "Okay."

Lin Shuyou: "I respect your status, but you have to wait until you become an adult and go to Jiang before you can really help."

Boy: “Yes, you are right.”

The contrast in this guy's personality is even more serious than last time. Perhaps after having his face opened again, he recalled the humiliation of last time.

However, although he knew that he was the heir of the Dragon King's family, he did not know that he had already left the river.

This was the first disaster he encountered after he officially went to the river. No matter how stupid Grandma Yu was, her injuries had never recovered. At least she had been suppressed to death by the Dragon King himself.

Go ahead, do your best. I wish that as the chief officer, you could help me solve this problem directly.

Not to mention that you haven't officially possessed yourself yet. Even if the White Crane Boy possesses you, when he is beaten and screaming, he will have to seek cooperation and help from you.

Li Zhuiyuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him now. He knew clearly that Lin Shuyou could be divided into three stages: Lin Shuyou, him with his face opened, and White Crane Boy.

This "face-opening him" has his personality improved but his strength has not been improved because he has not been possessed by a spirit. He is in the stage of being both arrogant and weak.

There's nothing to talk about with this kind of person.

"Squeak..."

The door of the white-roofed shed in the distance was opened again. The old woman seemed to have taken off her makeup and changed into ordinary clothes. Apart from her appearance and posture being a bit like Grandma Yu, she looked more like a hunchbacked old woman.

The old woman came out, chirping softly like a cicada. Soon, the young woman who was performing "Love with a Python" during the day came out of the tent next door.

The young woman supported the old woman, and the two walked together to the end, where there was a larger tent, which should have been used to store the group's supplies and equipment.

Li Zhuiyuan said in a deep voice: "The opportunity has come, take action!"

Lin Shuyou tore off the Qingxin Talisman on his body, took out a trident half an arm long from his schoolbag, then twisted his neck, muttered something, and his whole temperament changed.

"The evil and crooked path, only kill but not save~"

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes turned into vertical pupils and the White Crane Boy took over his body.

The White Crane Boy lowered his head and looked at Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Him.

Perhaps because there was a real evil spirit ahead, the White Crane Boy did not hold grudge against himself for being cheated last time. Instead, he performed three steps, two virtual and one real, with his body shapes alternating as if leaving afterimages, and went straight to the location of the old woman and the young woman.

Tan Wenbin was surprised and said: "It's not there, it's..."

"Brother Binbin, same thing, let's go!"

Li Zhuiyuan ran towards the white-roofed shed, and Tan Wenbin followed closely behind him.

The original plan was that the three of them should rush into the white-roofed shed together, but when making this plan, Li Zhuiyuan already had a contingency plan.

Anyway, White Crane Boy will find the most powerful evil spirit on the spot, so just let him go. Whether he takes the initiative to attack or passively defend, he can always play the role of delaying the opponent.

Being a tool, it's enough as long as you can play your role.

Running to the white-roofed shed, Li Zhuiyuan lifted the blanket curtain and went in, facing the clay statue of Grandma Yu on the water tank.

In an instant, the clay statue of Grandma Yu began to tremble.

"Did you recognize me?"

The clay statue trembled more violently, as if calling for help.

"Binbin, break her jar!"

"Here we go!"

Tan Wenbin dropped the Luosheng umbrella, grabbed the Yellow River shovel with both hands, and smashed it into the water tank with all his strength.

"umbrella……"

Li Zhuiyuan didn't expect Binbin to drop his umbrella, but it was too late to remind him, so he could only move behind Binbin.

"boom!"

The water tank was broken, and some of the black water inside splashed out, and a little bit of it fell on Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin was filled with grief for a moment. It seemed as if he suddenly had many children while still having his first love, and all of these children were abducted and left him.

My heart hurts, it’s painful, it’s uncomfortable.

Tears flowed out unconsciously.

"Brother Xiaoyuan... why am I... so sad... wuwu..."

"Guard the door."

The water tank was broken, but the clay statue still stood upright as if on stilts.

Li Zhuiyuan came in front of her, glared at her, and started to move in the underworld.

In the new vision, the clay statue in front of me was surrounded by black mist and covered with cracks, like a piece of porcelain that was shattered to the ground and then carefully pieced together piece by piece.

She had been mostly mended up, except for her eyes, which were still dark holes.

If she is given a little more time, her eyes can be repaired. Even if they are in tatters, at least they will be complete.

No wonder she couldn't help but dare to be the first to provoke, she felt that she would be able to stand up again soon.

Li Zhuiyuan deeply realized how correct it was to choose the topic by oneself and follow the cause and effect.

This not only gave him the upper hand, but also allowed him to attack before his opponent could fully recover.

They put their hands in their pockets, squeezed the ink pad, and then drew a spell on their arms.

Afterwards, he scratched his ring finger with his thumb nail, drew blood from the fingertips, and then drew a layer of curse on both arms.

Then, he spread out the evil-breaking talismans that Ari had drawn by herself and pasted them all over his arms.

Finally, Li Zhuiyuan bit his tongue hard with his teeth, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out from the tip of his tongue, splashing onto the talisman paper.

Since it's a sneak attack and since there's an opportunity to strike, you have to use all your strength.

Even if ordinary people know how to use these methods, they cannot combine them together like this. Only the young man would take the time to study this in his mind when he lies in bed at night.

After everything was done, Li Zhuiyuan's eyes were bloodshot, and he made seals with both hands, first sliding his right thumb down to the fingertips of his left hand, and then sliding his left thumb down to the fingertips of his right hand.

Then, he pressed his two thumbs towards Grandma Yu's empty eyes! This was her weakness, her biggest flaw now.

"boom!"

A strong gust of air swept out, and piercing screams came from the clay statue, with blood oozing from the body of the clay statue.

All her years of recovery and forbearance, accumulated step by step, were forcibly ignited by the young man at this moment.

"Click...click...click..."

The clay statue began to fall off, gradually revealing the black, rotten, and wriggling flesh inside, like a humanoid monster.

She stretched out her arms and reached forward.

Li Zhuiyuan dodged sideways, and the moment his hands touched the ground, a hole was created in the ground, and gravel in the shed flew everywhere.

When she swept her arms again, Li Zhuiyuan predicted her movement and moved behind her.

Her hand touched the wall of the shed, and with a "whoosh", the whole shed was overturned and she flew out.

She is blind and is seriously injured now, but even now, she still has terrible destructive power.

She was searching for Li Zhuiyuan, looking for the young man who caused her to fail.

The moment she tried to turn around again, Li Zhuiyuan grabbed her with both hands and kicked her legs, climbing directly onto her towering back.

Thanks to the fact that he often carried Runsheng on his back, Li Zhuiyuan was very proficient in this set of movements.

For this blind beast, the most dangerous place is actually the safest place.

More importantly, I have to continue bleeding her!

Li Zhuiyuan made seals with his hands and recited the Twelve Laws of Fengdu, using the fire of karma to burn the souls of the dead.

The last time he dealt with the corpse demon on the construction site, Li Zhuiyuan used this trick in the end and killed the snake completely.

At this moment, in reality, the boy's line of sight at the position of his hands appeared to bend and twist, and then the boy reached down with his hands and dug his fingertips into the other person's eye sockets.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The screams were heard again, and this time they were even more tragic than before.

Because what Li Zhuiyuan had destroyed before was her healing accumulation, now, Li Zhuiyuan is trying to kill her from the root!
In the past, when the Dragon Kings of the Qin and Liu families suppressed her, they were unable to deal with her completely because even though their physical bodies were broken, their resentment remained, which gave her the opportunity to make a comeback.

But this time, she has already used up a lot of resentment to reunite, and if she is broken up again this time, it will be completely wiped out.

Probably, the Dragon King at that time thought that he or his descendants would take care of the mess later, but he didn't expect that his family would suffer such a misfortune, which would give these bastards the opportunity to rise again.

Under the burning fire of karma, Granny Yu had gone mad. She didn't even bother to look for the boy on her back, but just kept spinning and howling like a madman.

This loud noise naturally woke up the entire acrobatic troupe.

Many people came out from the trucks and sheds and tents.

But after they came down, some of them started to walk in circles, some started to wrestle with each other, and some knelt on the ground and cried.

The inner circle formation that was arranged earlier came into play at this time. For ordinary people who did not understand the formation, it was like encountering a high-level ghost wall as soon as they got out of bed.

……

Inside the supply tent.

The old woman stood in front of the cages where Xu Dong and Liang Liang were imprisoned. There were two cages, one big and one small, holding the "father and son".

Their hands and feet were tied, and cotton was stuffed in their mouths, so they could only make some sounds through their noses.

Sister Rou reached out to remove the gag from Xu Dong's mouth and asked sternly, "Isn't he your son?"

Xu Dong turned his head to look at Liang Liang in the cage next to him, his eyes showing heartache, and then he said to Sister Rou viciously: "He is."

"boom!"

Sister Rou kicked Xu Dong over.

She gritted her teeth, furious.

When I collected it today, there was a problem with one of the strands. Although it could change color, its texture was impure.

This means that although there is parental love, they are not biologically related.

In short, this strand is not only unusable, but also pollutes the same batch of collection.

It was fine yesterday, but it had problems today. Today, I received this new one.

For Sister Rou, the child may be abducted, and the parents may not love him or her. At most, the child can be sold as a defective product. But the most annoying thing is the one who can obviously change the color of water but is not actually related by blood.

"You are not the biological father of this child. His biological parents don't care about him at all. Why are you worrying about him here?"

Sister Rou kept kicking Xu Dong in the cage, causing him to have bruises and vomit blood.

Previously, she had thought of sending Xu Dong to a black coal mine so that he could live and continue to provide nourishment for her. Now, she wanted him to die.

Suddenly, the old woman standing next to her began to tremble, and she reached out and grabbed Sister Rou's arm.

"What, something happened?"

Sister Rou was also shocked. She didn't bother to execute Xu Dong who had ruined her plans, and walked out of the tent with the old woman.

But as soon as he came out, a trident appeared in front of him and stabbed directly at the old woman.

The old woman's originally hunched body straightened instantly. She first pushed Sister Rou away, then grabbed the trident with one hand. After a struggle, the trident stopped an inch in front of her eyebrows.

Seeing this, Arou wanted to come over to help, but was glared at by the old woman.

She immediately understood and ran out.

The White Crane Boy glanced at her with his vertical pupils and was about to intercept her.

The old woman ducked to avoid the trident, then flipped her hands, and two lantern sticks appeared in her palms, which she struck at the White Crane Boy's chest with great force.

The White Crane Boy's body shook, and his hands loosened. The trident that pierced the air fell down. He quickly grabbed it with both hands, and used force to pierce the trident into the old woman's back, and then pulled it to one side.

"His..."

The robe, along with a layer of flesh, was torn off, revealing the old woman's body hidden underneath.

All the flesh on her body seemed to be gathered in her face. Below the neck, she was as skinny as a mummy. Even the dying old man lying on the hospital bed was not so skinny.

Two bones in the old woman's back began to dislocate, trapping the trident.

She stood up again, and her strong shoulders hit the White Crane Boy's arms, knocking them away, forcing the White Crane Boy to lose control of the trident.

Then the old woman was about to slip away, because something had happened to the clay statue and she had to go there now.

The White Crane Boy, who had lost his weapon, still pressed forward and blocked his attack with punches.

The old woman hit him with the stick in her hand, but the White Crane Boy did not dodge and took the two hits head-on.

With a "click" sound, the arm fell down.

But the other hand also reached out, grabbed the old woman's body, or to be exact, grabbed a piece of bone, and pulled it back.

This posture is like a person lifting a humanoid spider.

Then, the White Crane Boy threw the person he had lifted up to the ground.

"boom!"

A human-shaped pit was smashed into the ground.

The old woman lay there motionless.

Just as he was about to reach out and take out the trident to make the next step in cutting the prey, the old woman's legs suddenly stretched out and extended to the feet of the White Crane Boy.

With an instant force, the White Crane Boy's body swayed backwards, but he still managed to keep his body steady.

But the old woman took advantage of this opportunity to flip upwards, stood up, and hit White Crane Boy on the head with two sticks.

The White Crane Boy seemed to know that he had no way to avoid it, so he decided not to avoid it. He simply controlled the one arm that he could still use, clenched his fist, and smashed it into the old woman's chest.

"Bang! Bang!"

"boom!"

The old woman was knocked flying.

The White Crane Boy stood in place, blood gushing out of his head, his body swaying, and the vertical pupils in his eyes began to dilate.

The person He chose was indeed the right one. Before Li Zhuiyuan broke open the tortoise shell of the real Grandma Yu, the old woman in front of him, who looked very similar to Grandma Yu, was the most powerful one in this acrobatic troupe.

When she was sixteen, she was sold to a landlord by her parents and suffered severe beatings and torture. After the landlord died, she was required to be buried with him.

Because they were reluctant to give her a good coffin, she dug herself out of the grave with her own hands after being buried. Dragging her bloody hands, she ran to the river like a wandering ghost and picked up a clay jar. A gentle voice came from the jar, which comforted her at that time.

From then on, she became His servant.

She did not care that she was becoming more and more like Him; she considered it her glory and reward.

Reviving Him is his greatest obsession in this life.

"No one can destroy my mother-in-law's recovery. No one can!"

As she growled, she reached out to sort out the dented and broken ribs on her chest, broke the remaining pieces, took them out, and threw them on the ground.

This is to ensure that it will not affect your next actions.

At the same time, she also expressed her inner doubts:
"Why is there an officer here?"

The body of the White Crane Boy was already crumbling.

He took out three incense sticks and inserted them on his crane crown. The incense sticks ignited by themselves and led the way to the underworld.

The blood flowing from the forehead quickly coagulated and stopped, and the limp arm slowly rose up.

At this time, a sharp whistle was heard. At the same time, Li Zhuiyuan had destroyed Grandma Yu's body and attached karma fire to it.

The old woman looked anxious. She wanted to go forward, but just as she was about to move, the White Crane Boy also took a step forward and stopped her.

……

Tan Wenbin is feeling very sad now. He is still crying for those children he never had but has already lost.

Originally he followed orders and stood guard at the door of the white-roofed shed.

Then, the shed was blown away, and he, the gatekeeper, suddenly had no gate to guard.

He saw Brother Xiaoyuan lying on the bloody monster's head, digging into its eyes with his hands. He wanted to go up to help, but the monster was so ferocious that it could create a gust of air with a wave of its hand, and deep pits would appear on the ground where it stepped.

Tan Wenbin felt that if he got a little closer and was scratched by the monster, he would instantly turn into a pool of meat paste.

Immediately afterwards, the people in the acrobatic troupe woke up, and Tan Wenbin prepared himself for a group fight.

Then the formation took effect, and this group of people were trapped in the same place and unable to get out.

Tan Wenbin posed in vain and could only watch Brother Yuanzi continue to be a Spanish bullfighter while crying alone in the wind.

I even wondered in my mind, after this fucking thing is over, how should I describe my contribution when I go back and talk about it with Run Sheng, Yin Meng and the others?
Tell them that you just broke a jar?

Fortunately, fate did not let down the tears.

Tan Wenbin saw a figure stumbling in from outside.

It’s Sister Rou.

Her face was covered with slap marks, her mouth was cracked, and her nose was bleeding.

Compared to other people in the circus, she was really cruel to herself, using such extreme methods to break the influence of the formation and get in here.

Unfortunately, she didn't know how to set up a formation, and neither did her mother-in-law. They could only copy the drawings given by "Granny Yu" in her dream.

Mainly in this way, trafficking is carried out during performances. Parents who have lost their children will return home in a daze, forgetting where they have been and what they have done that day.

When Li Zhuiyuan watched them setting up the performance tent in the afternoon, he saw the level of their group's formation, which was why he secretly set up the formation at their doorstep without any hesitation.

When she saw the bloody body spinning and roaring like crazy, Sister Rou was furious.

According to the original progress, success would be just around the corner, and she would then receive the blessing of "Grandma Yu" just like her own mother-in-law.

But unexpectedly, tonight, most of the past efforts were in vain, which meant that even if she wanted to start over, she would have to go through the same path that her mother-in-law had taken over the past few decades.

She doesn't want to, she doesn't want to, she is still young, she doesn't want to become like her mother-in-law!
Sister Rou noticed the young man above.

"It's you?"

She was ready to step forward and pull the boy off, because for some unknown reason, "Granny Yu" was just spinning around in pain, not paying any attention to the boy on top of her.

"Buzz!"

A Yellow River shovel blocked Sister Rou's way.

Tan Wenbin cried and said:
"Wuwu...woman...your opponent...is me."

As soon as the crying sound stopped,

Tan Wenbin didn't wait for the other party to respond, and just hit him with a shovel.

Sister Rou dodged and supported herself on the ground with her hands.

Tan Wenbin used the shovel to cut across again.

Sister Rou bounced up on the spot, avoiding the shovel and falling towards Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin raised the shovel and tried to push her away, but as soon as he raised the shovel, the edge was grabbed by the woman's left hand.

He raised the shovel head, then moved his shoulder along the shovel handle, and was about to hit Tan Wenbin in the face with his right fist.

While backing away, Tan Wenbin reached out and pressed the mechanism on the shovel handle.

Sharp serrations appeared on the shovel handle.

"puff……"

Sister Rou’s shoulder was stabbed and her whole body stopped in place.

The Yellow River Shovel is a set of sophisticated multifunctional assembly tools with many tips for use. Runsheng can use it to hit people directly and defeat the opponent with force, but Binbin has read Brother Yuanzi's design manual in detail.

However, the wound was not deep. Sister Rou grabbed the shovel with one hand and kicked Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin originally wanted to pull a big saw to cut her flesh, but the problem was that the woman was so strong that he couldn't move the shovel at all even with all his strength.

Seeing the woman kicking him, he had no choice but to let go of the shovel, stepped back, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

After all, although Sister Rou is not as powerful as her mother-in-law, she is also following her mother-in-law's path. People like her are no longer ordinary martial artists.

Eventually, she will become like her current mother-in-law, neither human nor ghost.

Sister Rou pulled the shovel from her shoulder, ignored the wound, swung the shovel and intended to beat Tan Wenbin to death on the ground.

At this moment, Tan Wenbin reached into his pocket, grabbed a handful, and threw it at him, and immediately everything in front of him turned white.

Sister Rou was shocked and dodged sideways.

When the wound was touched, there was a stinging pain.

"lime?"

Tan Wenbin didn't think he was mean at all. As an ordinary person, when facing a group of monsters, couldn't he find some way to save himself?

"Go to hell!"

Sister Rou let out an angry shout and shoveled through the white, but when she was about to shovel down, she stopped.

Because the young man in front of her had stood up, holding a pistol in his hand, pointing it at her.

"Woo woo...don't move...if you move again I'll shoot...woo woo..."

Sister Rou's eyes were focused on the direction of the gun.

Then, she pressed down, and when she saw the muzzle of the gun also pressed down, she raised the Yellow River shovel in her hand and blocked it in front of her.

Then, a look of pain appeared on her face, and many bones in her body began to dislocate, in exchange for an instant of explosive power.

Tan Wenbin only felt a flash before his eyes, the woman disappeared, and then appeared in front of him.

I am!

With such a damn speed, the gun can only be used to commit suicide!

At this moment, Binbin experienced the feeling when his old father shot Lin Shuyou.

At that time, unless Lin Shuyou was in a head-on confrontation and was not possessed by a spirit, he could rely on his instinctive reaction as a martial artist to avoid bullets as much as possible. If he was possessed by a spirit and planned to attack head-on, it would really not matter whether Officer Tan had a gun on him or not.

Tan Wenbin didn't have time to turn the gun around. He just felt a force pinching his wrist, so he had to let go. Then he was kicked away and fell to the ground.

Sister Rou reached out to take the pistol, turned around, and pointed the gun at Tan Wenbin's forehead.

"boom!"

"what!"

Tan Wenbin let out a scream, and a yellow plastic bead fell from his forehead, leaving a small red mark.

Sister Rou stared at the muzzle of the gun in disbelief.

Toy gun?
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