The Mad Cultivator

Chapter 20 Murder

On the way back, Ye Kong quickly broke away from the bustling avenue and embarked on a sparsely-traveled path.

A few local fans following behind were naturally overjoyed. They followed from the platform. When they saw Ye Kong's novel soil buns, he guessed that he was a foreigner, and he was ready to start. Suffering from the fact that he had always been on the road, he didn't find a chance.

Later, I saw him give out nine or two silvers to the Lu family brothers, and his heart was even more unhappy. When he met the fat sheep, as for the Lu family brothers, they were not taken into account. Lu Jun and they were only the bottom of the gang. Brother, do they dare to do their own thing?

In a remote alley, Ye Kong was finally blocked, with three in front of and behind, all holding a knife stick and smirking to greet him.

"Children, brothers borrowed some silver flowers from you." A rough voice came from behind.

Ye Kong leaned against the wall, looked at the six foolish, and sure enough they all had big rounded waists and fierce looks.

"Bright daylight, long and bright, aren't you afraid of reporting to me?" Ye Kong looks like the sorrowful Confucianists who study hard.

"Reporter? There are dozens of murders every day in Southern Metropolis. You little one out there, will someone care about you?" That grinning laughter, they were afraid that no one would be afraid of scholars.

"But I can draw it. I will draw your face when I go to the government. I want to draw a picture, the officers and men will easily find you. I think you should let me go." Ye Kong said with a smile.

The several magpies looked at each other and saw each other's killing in the eyes of each other. Originally, they did not want to kill anyone. Now it seems that they can only kill people and kill them. Anyway, they have not done much.

"Little guy! It's impossible to let you go, don't blame my brothers, blame your own mouth!"

The leading brawny man didn't wait until he finished speaking, his face was fierce, and the horned sharp knife in his hand pierced Ye Ye's abdomen.

Although the other party is fast, Ye Kong's eye movements are not a year ago, although he hasn't had a spell yet, he hasn't seen these eyes at all.

The sarcasm flashed in Ye Kong's eyes, and his shot was like electricity, with **** in one pinch, he clamped the **** sharp knife at his fingertips.

The leader stabbed his head forward, but couldn't move forward. Knowing that he would meet his family, he shouted at the other places, "Get your hands together!"

Ye Kong didn't wait for the others to approach, and slammed his palm, yelling in his mouth, "Go!"

With a palm in the middle of his chest, the strong man was flung out by the thin Ye Kong, hit the wall with a bang, fell to the ground again, and twitched twice.

It seems that this skill is really not for nothing! Ye Kongli was pleased, and his feet struck the light work that he had previously learned, and his hands were similar to the deciduous palm of a cloud platform.

Those magpies are also three-legged cats. There is no one-in-one combination. Ye Kong has the agility and strength of the entry fairy, and he doesn't keep his hands at all.

The last skinny little man, when he saw that the situation was not right, ran back, and shouted, "The Dragon and Snake Gang will seek revenge from you!"

"Boy! Let me taste the bricks of the hooligans of the earth!" Ye Kong picked up a half-segment blue brick on the side of the road, accompanied by a shadow, followed by a shot on his back!

"Pop!" The sloppy head was just smashed by a broken watermelon, and the red and white objects burst out.

"His immortal is stupid, really disgusting." Ye Kong resisted vomiting. This was the first time he had killed himself. Although he was not scared and scared, it was uncomfortable.

The last words of the cricket reminded him that he could not stay alive, but facing the crickets that had been seriously injured, Ye Kong still couldn't help.

"Cut their throats with a knife? Or continue to pat their heads with bricks? It seems cruel ..." Ye Kong wondered, he didn't hesitate to hit the shot, he could kill the seriously injured, but he couldn't help but be soft-hearted Already.

"Yeah! Kill!" The alley suddenly exclaimed, a figure turned and ran out.

Ye Kong knew that he couldn't wait any longer, picked up the bricks and shot them one by one, then shouted, "Kill!" And left in the crowd.

I have been standing in front of the gate of Yefu, and Ye Kong was still banging. The first killing was six or six lives, so I was filmed by myself ...

"Master Eight is back." Li Sisi smiled and greeted again.

"En-En ..." Ye Kong was absent-minded, looked down at his clothes, no blood or brain, and then took a breath and entered Yefu.

Some souls returned home unwillingly, and as soon as they entered the door, they heard a harsh woman's voice.

"Did you do it on purpose! You knew that Mrs. Second was waiting for this new dress, but it wasn't embroidered yet?"

"Mother Hu, you just brought it in the morning. I didn't stop at lunch. After a while, it must be embroidered before dark." Chen Jiuniang whispered.

"Before it was dark? Missed the second wife, do you take care of yourself?" Hu's mother-in-law's voice came again, and then her voice suddenly softened again, "or else I will help you speak in front of the second wife Order something nice. I don't know if Mrs. 2 can listen to it. "

Chen Jiuniang suddenly understood, and said in a hurry, "Mr. Hu has worked hard. Please accept these two or two dollars."

In fact, the purpose of this mother-in-law was to knock on some money. She deliberately sent the embroidery work late and asked for it in advance, forcing Chen Jiuniang to finish it and giving her benefits.

"You're welcome at that age." Grandma Hu immediately became happy when she saw Yinzi.

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he heard someone sneer behind him, "Let others do the work for you, don't give money and don't talk, and you need to get money. Is there such a thing in the world?"

That mother-in-law Hu is not a kind person. She is a domineerer of Yefu's foreign courtyard. Her son also changed the family name to Ye with her master. The martial arts is very strong, and she has to be respected. So everyone in the foreign courtyard is afraid of her three-pointer. The meaning of the tiger's **** is not touchable.

Grandma Hu also heard some wind recently, but she couldn't see what was terrible in the children. When she was on her hips, the female tiger was very powerful.

"Chen Jiu Niang! See how your son speaks to the old man? Want my boy to help the general to teach him less than he can!"

Ye Kong sneered, "Let your son come. I'll see who has the courage to help Ye Haoran teach me."

Ye Kong just finished killing people, and the fierce suffocation revealed that there was no doubt that mother-in-law Hu raised a kind of fear from her heart.

"Hum, hurry up, I don't care about you ugly mother-in-law." Mother-in-law Hu's words were a little soft, but she shouldn't scold Chen Jiuniang.

"Slap!" A clear slap on the old mother-in-law's face.

Mother Hu was snored, and the first response turned out to be asking Ye Kong, "Dare you hit me?"

Chen Jiuniang was also frightened, her mother-in-law's son was martial arts.

Before they could stop it, Ye Kong fanned over again. "It's you!"

"You wait!" Mother Hu screamed and ran out, covering her face.

Chen Jiuniang was terrified. "Korr, his son Ye Hai is a martial artist, and he is working on the door! Or ... let's take the silver and apologize to her."

"Mother!" Ye Kong supported Chen Jiuniang's shoulder and looked at her eyes firmly. "Mother, don't worry, Konger has grown up, I can protect you! Do you believe me?"

Chen Jiuniang looked at Ye Kong, and his deep eyes were full of firmness and perseverance, just like a man in charge of a twenty-seven foot man.

"Mother believes you."

Soon, Ye Kong returned to his room. He knew that Ye Hai had really practiced martial arts. He could be described as having high martial arts, rich experience, and Ye Haoran could do tricks. It was not the same as those who had just killed. One or two grades ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ If you and Ye Hai are up against each other, relying only on the agility and stealing the semi-detailed martial arts, you don't even have a chance to win.

Therefore, we must pay close attention to time to draw the symbols. Although the yellow paper symbols are used to treat people, some of them can also play a role in defeating the enemy.

Ye Kong initially prepared to draw a rune. The effect of this charm is to give the patient a last breath. To die, the soul must ascend to heaven. In order to allow the patient to retain his last breath and delay the ascension process, there is a determinant of this soul.

The principle of this rune is to isolate the soul and make it unable to move. At the same time, it also interrupts the connection between the soul and the limbs. With this rune, the brain is still clear and can hear and see, but it can't move at all, even blinking. also can not.

At dusk, the room was bright outside, and the fiery red sunset in the distance made everything in the room gilded with red.

Ye Kong put down the yellow paper and pressed the paper head with paperweight. Then he took the pan, washed it, put it in water, crushed a small piece of dandelion, and used the prepared aragonite to suppress the honing slowly.

While grinding the tan sand, he immersed his consciousness like a spiritual platform, opened the Daquan encyclopedia, and set the strokes and requirements of the rune, and finally remembered it again.

In fact, according to the book, before painting, you must bathe and change clothes, burn incense and worship, bow to heaven, and ask Tai Shang Laojun to help.

Ye Kong disagreed with these. He really couldn't see any connection between bathing and changing clothes and drawing symbols. As far as asking Taishang Laojun for help, it was even more crap. No one in Cangnan believes in these things. ?

In Ye Kong's view, the reason for soaring is that you are too strong, and you can't tolerate it in this world. The heavens are balanced, and that only sends you away.

These are questions of strength, not whether you believe it or not, or wash up.