Weird fairy

Chapter 293 Death
"Ahhh!!!" Zuo Wangdao knelt on the ground, covered his skinless face with trembling hands, and screamed violently.

This scream was not only because of the pain, but also because he was actually bullied by the other party.

Accompanied by the sound of mucus sliding across the skin, Hei Taisui's wriggling tentacles wrapped around the face with eyeballs, and slowly retracted into Li Huowang's mouth again.

With a "gudong", Li Huowang swallowed the smelly and sticky thing in his mouth with difficulty.

He looked at Zuo Wangdao who was struggling to stand up in front of him, staggeringly stretched out his hand and pulled it back, and the copper coin sword appeared in his hand in an instant.

"Brush!" As Li Huowang's body lost his balance due to swinging the sword and fell to the ground, Zuo Wangdao, who had more than a dozen copper coins in his body, also fell to the ground.

On the verge of death, Zuo Wangdao had a weird smile on his face. "Sure enough, you are still very good. The boss of the red middle school is a big three yuan, and it is a big three yuan."

Li Huowang, who fell to the ground, looked at the sky silently, silently feeling the severe pain in his body. "I didn't expect... I actually fell here. I'm really not reconciled."

Seeing Gao Zhijian whose body was covered by clay sculptures in the distance, and the great god who was trying to approach him, Li Huowang turned over with difficulty.

"Isn't it too wasteful to leave this pain unused?"

He tried hard a few times but failed, but finally, he finally inserted his hand into his abdominal cavity. "Crack the flesh and tear the bones!"

The sounds of clashing and fighting around disappeared, replaced by continuous screams and wailing.

Everything in Ganyuan Village, whether it is the things hiding in the clay sculptures, or the people and dogs in Ganyuan Village, at this moment, I feel the same as Li Huowang.

Those clay sculptures couldn't hold on for the first time, and they kept fleeing underground tremblingly, and the crisis situation just now was instantly resolved by Li Huowang.

Sensing their departure, Li Huowang let go of his hands, and gradually lost consciousness.

"Li Huowang!" The drowsy Li Huowang subconsciously supported his head and responded. "Who? Here."

The last thing he saw was Bai Lingmiao running towards him. "I can't die, I can't die"

Li Huowang tilted his head, and his consciousness fell into darkness.

On the fifth watch, when he heard the sound of roosters crowing outside, the unshaven Gouwa came out of the room with a chamber pot. His face was pale, and the white cloth on his collar meant that he was also injured.
The reason why he came out to pour the chamber pot even though he was injured was because Gao Zhijian's injuries were much worse than his own, and those clay figurines almost took his arms off.

When he came to the hut and poured the chamber pot, he shrank his neck and yawned and hurried back.

When passing Tianzi No. [-] room, Gouwa opened the window and looked inside cautiously.

Seeing Li Huowang lying on the bed with a lifeless face, showing no signs of waking up, Gouwa shook his head helplessly.

Back in the room where he lived, just as he put the chamber pot under the bed, Gao Zhi's thunderous snoring stopped. "How. How. How."

"It's nothing, it's still the same, you move in, and I'll go back to sleep again."

Gou Wa rolled onto the bed and retracted his rib-covered body into the quilt. "Hey, I'm afraid Senior Brother Li won't be able to survive this time. It's time to separate the family. Hey, idiot, how much do you think I can divide the gold box?"

Hearing the dissatisfied movement around him, Gouwa continued: "I'm not cursing senior brother Li, you have seen it yourself, this time even the internal organs have been emptied, no matter how powerful that dancer is, after all, it's not Are you really a god? Can you still be alive?"

"Boom!" Gouwa was pushed onto the bed and got off.

"Hey, you!" Gouwa stood up muttering, and was relieved of sleepiness by such a top, turned around and picked up the copper basin on the square wooden shelf, and went to fetch water from the well in the backyard.

After washing up, he walked out of the street, came to a small shed by the side of the road and sat down, "Boss, here's a bowl of sweet tofu nao, and two deep-fried dough sticks."

"Okay! Just wait a moment, I'll be here in a while,"

The steaming tofu nao was sprinkled with some sesame seeds and brown sugar, which made Gouwa swallow his saliva when he was hungry.

Pick up a deep-fried dough stick with chopsticks and soak it in the tofu brain until soft, then stuff it into your mouth, your mouth will be filled with oily sweetness, and the end is very comfortable.

"This girder is just different. I eat breakfast without harvesting seedlings on weekdays. There are so many kinds of breakfast."

After Gouwa had finished her breakfast beautifully, there were more people on the street next to her.

Carefully licking the bowl clean with his tongue, Gouwa stood up, took out a dozen coins from his waist and threw them over.

"Oh, so many, thank you, Master!"

"Who rewarded you? I'll send three copies to the second floor of the inn next door. I won't keep an eye on it. Don't be short of money."

After Gou Wa finished speaking, he turned around and blended into the crowd beside him. During this time, he had already become very familiar with this town.

After going around in circles, he finally stopped in front of a remote coffin shop.

After spitting a little in the palm of his hand and stroking his temples, Gouwa walked in.

When the man inside who was making plans saw Gouwa's sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked face, a helpless wry smile appeared on his face.

"Master Cao, are you here again? Please come inside."

"What's the matter? I've been thinking about it all night, so let me say that the price can be lower?" Gou Wa patted it skillfully beside a big-headed coffin.

"Master Cao, this is a high-quality red pine wood. Oh, don't take photos. If you take photos every day, the paint on the coffin will be removed by you."

"Are you going to buy it or not? I come to ask the price every day. Don't you want to do this business too?"

"Hmph." Gouwa was very disdainful, "Of course I really want to buy it. If you are half a tael cheaper, I will pay the deposit today."

When the coffin shop owner heard this, his heart skipped a beat, his voice quickly slowed down, and he asked cautiously, "Our Senior Brother Li. Soon?"

Seeing Gouwa nodding with his eyes closed and his mouth pouted, the boss was heartbroken, "Okay! If you take half a tael, you can get half a tael! This is the lowest, and you can't pay it back."

"No rush." ​​Gouwa circled the coffin carefully for a few times, and said to the man again: "Shopkeeper, since it's half two short, why don't you send me another shroud?"

An hour passed quickly, and the dry-mouthed coffin shop owner finally agreed to Gouwa's offer.

He really didn't want to procrastinate any longer. If he procrastinated, no matter whether Brother Li was dead or not, he would almost kill him.

After paying the deposit, Gouwa asked again: "Boss, are you familiar with those who do nothing?"

The coffin shop owner nodded again and again, "Don't worry, I know all the cooks, opera troupe, and coffin-carrying eight immortals."

"Be the best, and have a grand burial! That's my brother who was born and died!"

"Okay! When the time comes, I'll help you connect, and I will definitely handle this matter beautifully. Don't worry."

"By the way, help me order a few more maids from the paper figurine man. Senior Brother Li will go down alone. I'm afraid he'll get bored and panic."

"Master Cao is righteous!"

"Hey, there's no way around it. When Senior Brother Li dies, they'll cry like hell and don't care about anything. Someone has to do this kind of thing, and I did it last time."

"Last time?"

(End of this chapter)