mourner under one man

Chapter 39.There was a loud bang in the sky.

After the last baptism at the stake, I feel unwell, and the bar is ready to open. As for playing with fire to improve my ability, I didn't mention it.

"Brother, if you have to face this kind of situation in the future, I think it is more suitable for me to work in a bar." Huo Xing endured the discomfort of his body and bid farewell to Huangshi.

Huang Shi looked at the back of the fire and didn't know what to say. He could only smoke a suffocating cigarette and waved his hands to show that he understood.

"He is different from us. Although he is a different person, his life experience and mentality are too different." After Luo Hao said this, he left with the fire.

Huang Shi looked at the ghosts still floating in the unfinished building, then at the dividing line under the light, and focused on how to use the strong yin energy.

It would be naive to say that Huang Shi didn't know that this was arranged by someone. Burning is really not suitable for fighting with people, but being an assistant is very competent.

The yin energy here is too nourishing for Huangshi, it is three points of poison, the amount and concentration are too heavy, Huangshi needs time to refine, but without exposing the thunder forging, Huangshi may get nothing.

Although Luo Hao and Huang Shi had never fought against each other, one could tell from that attitude and temptation that Luo Hao's strength was actually higher than Huang Shi's.

Huangshi doesn't know other people's cards when he is not desperate, and it is easy to stumble. It is nothing more than hostility. This is Huangshi's inherent instinct, but it has just been stimulated.

Another point that Huangshi is very concerned about is whether the business of exorcising corpses is really what old man Li said.

Zombies are not included in the five elements, they are not tolerated by the heaven and the earth, and the gods forsaken them.

Also infected by bad luck, the corpse exorcist would not die well, and it was also related.

Then why the normal corpse chasers are more respected, Huang Shi also thought about it.

"Get bad money and be a good person", moving the corpse back to the hometown is as hard and difficult as traveling around the world on foot.

This is the magic way "Looking at the abyss, the abyss is also watching you, and the dragon slayer will eventually become a dragon."

Huangshi adjusted his qi and began to accommodate the new turbidity. When passing through Huangshi's neck, black stains would seep into the pendant.

The more Huangshi is refined, the more yo-hee the pendant on the neck is, but the lighter the silver streaks on the coffin, Huangshi will take time to neutralize it, and it will take a lot of energy.

Although the degree of physical consumption is not high, but the spirit is extremely exhausted, Huang Shi didn't even notice that when the scorching sun was flying in the sky, the huge resentment of the unfinished building had nowhere to stay, and the resentment that shouldn't linger could only spread around.

The hoarse, terrifying voice let out a final roar in the face of the impending disappearance.

Tiandao 99 is one of them. Huangshi’s precious silver coffin is now showing its original specifications. The filth that has nowhere to go seems to find life, and swarms into the coffin, just like putting a film on the car.

It is also strange to say that it originally belonged to death, but the yin attribute has instead become the gate of life.

The coffin is Huangshi's life connection, and it should have been awakened to stop it when the mutation was going on, but Huangshi was too tired in the dark, and had endured too much negative energy. Although Huangshi knew the magic weapon of life connection, it changed but was powerless Prevent.

Two days later, news came from the company that the temporary workers were ready to do something, and Huangshi and the others were also going to cooperate to ensure that no one would escape. There were also grassroots cadres from several other districts, like Luo Hao.

But most of them just glanced at the black coffin behind Huangshi. They looked like an organized army, unlike Huangshi, who looked drowsy and followed the army independently.

"Is that Huangshi, the mourner of Luotian Dajiao No.2? Didn't it mean that his cement coffin is still on Longhu Mountain, and that coffin has a strange feeling just by looking at it."

"Don't stare at it, you can feel the ominousness above just by looking at it." Compared with the more knowledgeable upper-level personnel, only the more knowledgeable upper-level personnel can feel the mystery on Huangshi's coffin.

Huang Shi could hear their discussions, but it was due to the natural capture of his body. Huang Shi was too mentally exhausted, listening to Luo Hao and his colleagues' arrangement of the prevention site, and those cumbersome gestures and orders.

Huang Shi didn't remember any of them, and he didn't know how he followed Luo Hao to their defensive range and jumped into the creek.

"Peng" Huangshi's coffin board was roughly lifted by Huangshi, and the sky suddenly turned overcast rapidly, covering Huangshi's side, and there was a faint sound of silver thunder in the sky.

"Come and call me," Huang Shi said, lying directly in the coffin as if he had been up all night for a week, and the opened coffin boards were also closed again against gravity.

"Damn, what the hell did this guy do?" When Luo Hao went back to look for Huangshi on the third day, the eerie feeling of the unfinished building had disappeared, and then there was a dark and matte coffin, this kind of unlucky item Just leaning against Huangshi's side.

At that time, Huangshi was still normal, but after that, he became more and more sleepy, as if he was crushed by a group of hungry ghosts behind him, and he walked with his waist bent, and bags under his eyes appeared on his originally exaggeratedly white face, which was pitch black.

Now that he ran directly into the coffin, Luo Hao rarely took out his cigarette, and then put it back.

"You go up and down here, and if you see people call or directly arrest people according to the situation, you need to pay attention to ordinary people, just knock them out," Luo Hao ordered the arrest arrangement, this Luo Hao is familiar with.

"Could it be that temporary workers are so difficult to deal with?" Luo Hao glanced at the coffin.

Huang Shi, who had been through the night continuously against the noon sun, finally returned to his little den, turned on the air conditioner, closed the door and lay on the bed like a dead body.

The previous exhaustion seemed to be a lot more comfortable. The cool air-conditioning wind was blowing on Huangshi's body, which was very comfortable and cool.

Luo Hao looked at the fire burning in the distance, and then looked at the cloud above his head, "Why isn't it raining, just change the seat."

"Attention, there will be thieves coming down the mountain soon, and the methods must be more agile to strive for zero casualties. The tough bones have been restrained by people from various regions."

Luo Hao originally wanted to take Huangshi to touch the lower ground, but the more he touched, the more strange places became, and there were many weird things that he didn't know yet. Luo Hao wanted to help his companions, but such a big coffin is too conspicuous here.

Luo Hao finally went to help his colleagues, because the employees of Nadutong discovered that some ordinary people possessed several magic weapons by themselves, although their own strength is not strong.

But those are all magic weapons, the enhancement for ordinary people is too great, but fortunately they are ordinary people, otherwise there may be casualties and lead to real fire.

Huang Shi woke up from his sleep, lazily looking at a middle-aged man with glasses approaching him with a bloody mosaic.

"Good evening," the refreshed Huang Shi looked at the sky and the fire burning in the distance, and said hello to Xiao Zizai who was walking slowly.

Xiao Zizai held his glasses down with his bloody hand, and the blood on his hand painted a bloody camouflage on the ordinary face.

"I was too full just now, and I have another dish. I don't have a good appetite."

Huang Shi didn't answer either. After all, Huang Shi didn't want to provoke a mental illness, and the mental illness Huang Shi knew was a big brother.

It is rumored on the Internet that since getting mental illness, the whole person has become more energetic, and you can never guess the brain circuit of mental illness, and it is according to the law.

In Huangshi's memory, Xiao Zizai is more inclined towards Hisoka, one is the need to kill, the other is to train opponents, and there is a clown, Huangshi can't understand.

"Shouldn't be so unlucky, just because I took a look in the woods?" Xiao Zizai is not Celia, Huang Shi doesn't want to fight Xiao Zizai at all, and he still has self-knowledge.

"Next time, I smell blood on your body. Although it's different from mine, it's all stench." Xiao Zizai left after saying this, dragging the mosaic.

Only then did Huangshi see that he was still in the creek, and the only murderer was this creek. Huangshi's previous coffin was heavy with some unweighable substances.

Then the weight of the coffin became lighter and lighter, and the coffin carried Huangshi all the way down the road. Huangshi sat up and stopped halfway after recuperating.

Just now Xiao Zizai's cell phone lighted up, it should be that Er Zhuang sent a message to Lao Xiao, otherwise there might be a fight.

So what is the situation now?

"Hmm," I know Xiao Zizai?Huang Shi asked himself suspiciously.

What was Er Zhuang's name, Huang Shi scratched his head again.

Is there a key point in memory?Mobile phone communication, and iconic and memorable scenes?

Huang Shi seemed to have grasped the point, jumped out of the coffin, and with a natural move of his hand, the coffin gradually became smaller and was about to be put back on the neck, the heart of death stirred up again.

Just now Xiao Zizai went to the side, right? This is the second time for Huangshi to copy Tao Baibai's idea. There is no way for Chinese Kung Fu.

There was a loud noise in the sky, and Huangshi appeared on the stage with smoke.

The momentum is really loud, it's the dust, the biggest difference between silver coffins and cement coffins is weight.

In other people's hands, the silver coffin weighs as much as it weighs. In Huangshi's hands, it has no weight and is easier to control. This is the reason why Huangshi did not fly over the head.

Huangshi can easily achieve accurate landing only by controlling the weight of the coffin, and the shock absorption effect is not bad, much better than cement.

Monkey facial makeup, clarinet, and village head Ma in magical attire, Zhang Chulan didn't see it but saw Feng Baobao.

Then there are some unimportant ordinary people, and there is a person holding a dog behind a tree. Huangshi can't remember what his name is, but Huangshi knows that person can control bacteria, so he needs to pay attention to this.

"Bang bang", Huang Shi's body naturally raised a black qi armor.

Feng Baobao beat Huangshi's qi with his hands wrapped in qi naturally.

"Oh, what a dick, I remember you, the meat shield with the coffin on his back", what ordinary people are here, you go and hold them back.

"Wow, I made my debut, so you let me fight mobs. Of course, Huang Shi also thinks that I can beat the current Ma Xianhong."

"I know it, it's okay," Wang Zhenqiu shook his hand, "Go on, those ordinary people are too troublesome."

"That's right, I was a witty push," Feng Baobao heard someone say him.

Clarinet, as the one who has been beaten all the time, just wants to say, "Can you guys take a look at me".

The pressure of the honest man clarinet was naturally ignored until the clarinet shouted "he wants to run" before attracting attention.

(End of this chapter)