Master Mu sat in the teahouse.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and a burst of light burst from his eyes.
A stream of blood erupted.
Blood spurted onto the opposite wall.
Slowly flowed downward.
When the blood touched the wall, it hissed.
If you look closely, you will see that the walls are somewhat corroded.
And the blood is mixed with black.
"Senior brother."
Master Mu held on to the bed so that he would not fall down.
His eyes muttered and stared ahead.
It was as if there was something in front of him that drew him over.
And in his eyes, there was a look of shock hidden.
It seemed to see something very frightening to him.
"Ahem, come quickly" Master Mu shouted while coughing.
Something happened to my junior brother.
And that guy actually came out.
Master Mu's heart suddenly felt cold, and he felt in his heart that something bad was about to happen.
Soon.
The man received the news that Master Mu had suddenly fainted in front of his room, so he hurried down.
Originally, he thought that Master Mu fainted because he was too tired from using the soul conjuring technique.
But what he didn't expect was when he arrived downstairs.
The whole room was written and written, and it was not a bright color, with a little bit of jet black inside.
It smells bad.
It's like being poisoned.
Seeing him like this, the whole heart was cold.
The old man was not there at this time, and Master Mu was now so seriously injured.
What the hell is going on?
The man asked the people who were waiting.
During this time, no one came in or out of Master Mu's room But the man shook his head.
Speaking of which, since Master Mu came down from the upper floor, he had shut himself up in the porter's room, and had allowed no one to enter.
About three or four hours have passed.
The person standing outside on duty suddenly heard a cry for help from inside, and hurriedly opened the door to take a look.
Then, this is the scene that comes into view.
After the man listened quietly, he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.
At this time, the few people who had been sent out by Master Mu early in the morning to look for the old man also hurried back.
The whole body was wet, and it was obvious that he had just run back from outside.
"How is it, have you found Master Liu?"
The man asked eagerly, he had no idea for a moment and could only hope that they had found the old man.
But a few of them shook their heads.
"We searched around the whole town, but we didn't see Shizu at all."
"Have you gone to the mountains to have a look?"
"We sent many people to the mountains to look for them, but the mountains were too big, and it was raining, so there was no trace of him at all."
When the man heard him say this, his face suddenly darkened Yes, it is raining so hard outside now, no matter how deep the traces are left, there will be nothing on the ground by the heavy rain.
Now, the man looked at the already dark sky outside.
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I looked at Master Mu who was unconscious, and Liu Yang, who was lying on the bed on it.
I felt like I was the only one left.
The man suddenly felt as if he had lost his backbone.
In a huge family of corpse chasers, they couldn't find anyone who could use it for a while.
The man forcibly calmed himself down.
Don't panic.
Maybe Liu Yang just fell into a short slumber and woke up soon.
But how long does it take to sleep for a short time?
A week, a month, a year, or a lifetime Fart, if he can't wake up fuckingly, will Lao Tzu have to be here with him forever.
And Master Mu may have fainted because he was overworked at such an old age, and his body couldn't bear it.
Why is there so much blood?
Maybe the conjuring technique just needs blood as a medium.
Why is there such a bad smell in the room?
Of course, it's because the art of spiritualism requires a lot of materials, after all, the smell of the corpse chaser is not good, and it is said that a person who deals with dead people every day can have such a good smell But how can he change it, revealing that his blood can look down on the wall?
It's hard to make a soul conjuring technique, and he wants to drink sulfuric acid Then the scientists simply divided a bucket for each person, and those ancestors hundreds of years ago might be able to come back to life.
The old man is missing Maybe she didn't go there, but saw that it was raining, and found a place to hide, ready to come back when the rain stopped.
Yes.
Yes, yes, it must be so.
It's raining, even fools know to hide in the house, that guy is so shrewd, how can he not know such a truth The man kept walking around the room.
Try to hypnotize your brain.
Don't think about the bad, think about the good.
But the more this happened, the more uneasy he felt in his heart.
In the end, I may feel that this room is too depressing to help it. directly threw a teapot on the table to the ground, and with a snap, it shattered directly to the ground, and the tea was also spilled on the ground.
Suddenly, a steaming mist filled the room.
It's like those fogs in the mountains.
And the others just stood by her side, watching him get angry like this, and did not dare to persuade him.
Although they all knew that the person standing in front of them was nothing more than a young man in his 20s.
But after all, this young man was the one their uncle brought back.
And both of their uncles had instructed that if neither of them was there, everything should be done by the two of them.
Now one of them is in a coma, so they can only put all the power of the body on the person in front of them.
"I have a doubt."
Just when the man was in a hurry to tear off the table.
At this time, a voice suddenly sounded.
The man kept glancing back and forth in the crowd as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.
"Who's talking."
One person stepped forward, a middle-aged man in his mid-30s.
Wearing a black robe.
"Dare to ask the seniors to respect the name" "The contemptible surname is Wang.
It is the apprentice grandson of Mu Shizu and Liu Shizu. ” The man knows, because Master Mu and Master Liu are very different.
There are even some old men in their seventies and eighties who call them uncles, and there are many people who are masters and ancestors.
"Dare to ask the seniors what they think" Although they regarded him as half of the authorities, the man did not dare to show off.
Among these people, any one of them can clean him up.
It's just because of the faces of the old man and Master Mu, so he tolerates himself everywhere.
Of course, I won't dare to play a big name.
"There's just one phenomenon that makes me wonder."
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The middle-aged man said modestly.
"What doubts" "That's why the Dead Inn isn't there."
Outside the door, there was a burst of thunder.
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