Nightmare Attack

"It's an old woman in the Wu family who helped to cook." The village chief looked embarrassed, "but she is old, her health is very poor, and her mind is not very clear. The most important thing is... Hey, you can see it when you see it. ."

I heard that there are still insiders of the Wu family alive, so everyone naturally went to see, but before they left, the villagers who led the way came back alone.

It was a man of some age, with a gray beard, wearing a mink robe, a bamboo hat, and a cloth bag around his waist, which was very much in line with the appearance of a country man in everyone's mind.

"Village Chief, Lang Zhong is here." The villager said in a pleasing tone.

"Quick, show this master the injury first." The village chief waved his hand hurriedly.

When Jia Jinliang sat firmly and took off the cloth tied to the severed limb, the fat man gasped for breath at the scene in front of him.

I saw the flesh and blood mold lake at the fracture, with a thick layer of black powder on the lake. Now the powder is mixed with blood and water, and it has thickened into a ball.

"It's incense ash." Chen Hao said softly, staring at the wound.

Through the wound, you can see the pale and broken bone stubble, and there are some pieces of flesh at the edge that droop down like tattered cotton wool, and black and red blood is still flowing along the broken flesh.

Lei Mingyu narrowed his eyes, and he could see that the wound was not cut with a knife, but abruptly broken.

Du Moyu's face was pale, and he opened his mouth slightly, but he didn't make a sound, and he said two words ruthlessly according to the shape of his mouth.

Lang Zhong seemed to be troubled by such an injury. He raised his heavy eyelids and glanced at Jia Jinliang, "I need to clean up the wound first, it will be very painful. I can apply an herbal medicine to you first, it will make you feel much better, but …”

Ah Biao frowned and asked, "But what?"

"But the effect of this herbal medicine is not very stable, and it may last for a long time." Lang Zhong dragged a long tone, "Maybe it will last until tomorrow morning. During this time, your head will be swollen, you will feel drowsy and lethargic."

Everyone understands that the so-called herbal medicine is a kind of narcotic, but it belongs to the kind whose efficacy is not very stable, and may even last until tomorrow morning, which is beneficial and detrimental to Jia Jinliang.

The advantage is that he suffers less, and the wound can be handled better. The disadvantage is that if there is any trouble tonight, Jia Jinliang, who is dizzy and dizzy, will be a living target for ghosts.

"Haha." Jia Jinliang grinned, smiled honestly, and patted Langzhong's arm with his intact right hand, "It's hard work, Langzhong, I am a cheap man, and I don't need to use such precious medicinal materials."

"Have you thought about it?" Lang Zhong raised his eyelids.

"Think about it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lang Zhong took out a small box from the rag bag. After opening it, there were several sharp knives and a few odd-shaped tools inside.

Seeing this scene, Jia Jinliang turned his head, looked at Yu Chengmu Jiangcheng and his group, and said calmly, "I'm going to deal with the wound, don't waste everyone's time because of me, you go ahead and do it."

"Abiao, you can also follow." Jia Jinliang added in a calm tone.

After obtaining everyone's consent, the village chief left Lang Zhong and the villagers to take care of Jia Jinliang, and then left with the rest to find the only remaining servant in the Wu family, the old mother.

When I went out the door, I didn't go far when I heard a strange laugh.

The laughter is somewhat familiar.

Looking at the sound, on a nearby tree, I saw the crazy beggars I had seen before. The crazy beggars spread their legs and rode on a very thick tree branch. People's grains!"

After seeing the crazy beggars, the village chief also showed a helpless expression, and immediately led them to speed up their pace, but before they had gone far, they heard brisk footsteps behind him.

"Five grains for everyone, five grains for everyone!"

The crazy beggar actually came after him.

After stopping the village chief, the mad beggar wiped his hands on his dirty clothes, and then stretched out his hand to the village chief with a smirk, obviously wanting to eat.

"Didn't I just give it to you this morning?" The village chief said impatiently, "You took so much, why do you want it?"

Hearing this, the crazy beggar stared, and withdrew the outstretched hand, clenching it into a fist the size of a sandbag, squeezing it tightly.

When the village chief saw it, he was immediately cowardly, and his originally straight neck shrank slightly, but when he thought of the presence of outsiders, he refused to lose face, so he stubbornly said, "I tell you, don't mess around. Ah, these masters are all capable, if you annoy the masters, see how they deal with you."

The crazy beggar seemed to understand, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Jiangcheng and the others one by one, his eyes were full of alertness, and at the same time, he pulled out his left hand and rolled up his rag-like sleeves, seemingly ready to fight. one.

At this moment, Yu Chengmu's eyes suddenly paused, and after a while, Yu Chengmu reached out and asked for a steamed bun from Zhang Junyu, which they had saved before.

After seeing the steamed bun, the face of the mad beggar was much better. Yu Chengmu took the steamed bun and walked towards the mad beggar~www.readwn.com~ The mad beggar naturally reached out to pick it up, but Yu Chengmu did not put the steamed bun into his hand. Instead, he pulled up the collar of the crazy beggar, smiled and stuffed the steamed buns into the other's clothes.

"Your hands are too dirty, you'll get stomach upset if you eat it directly." Yu Chengmu's attitude was very kind, and the fat man even suspected that the old thing had been replaced.

Seeing that the steamed buns were in hand, Crazy Begging was no longer entangled. Just as he turned around and was about to leave, suddenly, Yu Guang swept to another place.

Jiang Cheng held a steamed bun in each of his left and right hands and smiled at him.

The crazy beggar didn't leave immediately, and there was light in his eyes.

Jiang Cheng walked forward with a smile, imitating Yu Chengmu's movements, unscrewing the mad beggar's clothes, and stuffed the steamed buns one after another, "One is enough for what, I'll give you two more, take them back, slow down. Eat slowly."

Yu Chengmu's face twitched, and an imperceptible light flashed in his eyes.

After getting rid of the crazy beggars, the village chief was relieved, and immediately took them to a different path, looking back constantly as they walked, as if worried that the crazy beggars would catch up again.

"The village chief." Chen Hao looked at the road and asked, "That person lives near the Wu family's mansion?" The road under his feet leads to the Wu family's mansion, and he remembered it very clearly.

"No, no, we have to get rid of him first." The village chief turned around and explained, "He asked for steamed buns from you, and when he is finished eating, he will chase after him and ask for it."

Everyone can understand the steamed bread, but although the road in front of you is not unobstructed, it is obviously unrealistic to want to get rid of the fast-moving crazy beggars.

The village chief also saw everyone's doubts, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and explained: "Every masters don't know, this crazy beggar is very powerful, there is no place he can't enter in the whole village, but there is only one place, he never……"

"Wu's mansion." Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked at the village chief.