Anecdotes with facial paralyzed subordinates

Late at night, in a room.A middle-aged man is silently lighting candles.He was a carpenter in this town and had an only daughter, but unexpectedly, his daughter was killed on the way to visit his grandmother and died in Huangquan.

The carpenter seemed to have aged dozens of years in one day. His face was haggard and his eyes were dull. He stood candles one by one in front of the bed.The candle oil ignited with the fire, dripping down and sticking to the candlestick.

On the bed lay the body of his daughter, the green cloth and sackcloth had been changed, but the horrific wounds on her face could not be covered.The middle-aged man finished lighting the candles, stared blankly at the corpse on the bed, sighed sadly and mournfully, then turned around and walked out of the room step by step.

The room was silent, only the candlelight projected the figure lying flat on the bed onto the wall.Suddenly, the shadow trembled slightly with the fireworks, there were two light knocks from the window, the candlelight dimmed for a moment, and when it came back to light, there was an extra figure standing upright on the wall.

The figure moved slowly, quietly approached the girl's body, and then stopped by the bed.The shadow gradually sank, becoming one with the shadow of the corpse.

In an instant, two runes swished out from the corner of the room.One brought a gust of wind and blew out the candle; the other was attached to the person who broke into the room, making him instantly invisible.

Zhao Xuehan jumped out from the corner.He had an invisibility talisman on his body, and he had long since disappeared.In the darkness, he groped around in front of the bed under the moonlight, and finally found an arm with some warmth, and quickly grabbed it.

He had been alone in this room with the corpse for a long time, and he was already scared out of his wits. At this time, he had to catch an invisible man in the dark beside the corpse's bed.Zhao Xuehan complained repeatedly in his heart, but he could only bite the bullet and go on doing it.

He couldn't bear the death of innocent people, so he had to do it.

"You~~~~" Zhao Xuehan held the man's arm, just opened his mouth, but found that his voice was trembling.He hastily cleared his throat and said in a low voice, "...Why are you back again! You don't want to live anymore!"

The man said nothing.Zhao Xuehan could see a line of small characters appearing from the air.Although the invisibility talisman can hide the body, it cannot hide the inner activities of a person.

The line of small characters gradually took shape: "I don't want to live." Then three more words were added: "I want to die."

Zhao Xuehan's heart sank, and he sighed. "No." He pulled the man closer to him, and said softly, "I promised you to protect the girl, but it's my fault if I didn't. But you can't die. If you die..."

He wanted to continue talking, but when he heard some noise from the beams, he stopped talking immediately. "Someone, don't move." He whispered to the people beside him, the voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

The beams rattled a few more times, and after a few moments, three black figures descended from the beams.

Zhao Xuehan stood by the bed, motionless, and looked at the three people by the moonlight.

They are all familiar faces.It was a few monks who had been following that real Lu.

"Strange." A monk said, "I clearly heard someone coming in, and I also heard voices. Why is there no one?"

The other two monks also responded one after another. While looking around, the door of the room suddenly opened.That real person Lu walked in with big strides.

"Brother." When the monk saw Master Lu, he gave a simple salute, "We heard someone coming in just now, so we came down to check. But we couldn't see anyone."

Lu Zhenren didn't pay much attention to his junior brother.He raised his eyes to look at the beams of the room, then glanced at the bedside, touched his chin, and made a thoughtful movement.Then he raised one corner of his mouth and smiled lightly.

"You guys still don't have enough cultivation." Master Lu said, with a little pride in his voice, "This house is obviously popular. The people who came in are still here."

Zhao Xuehan held his breath, not daring to move.

Several monks turned their backs to their brothers and made expressions of disgust, probably because their inner activities were too unified and intense. At this time, the words "pretend to be forceful" were floating in the air.

Master Lu shook his fingers slightly, and Zhao Xuehan felt a strong wind blowing on his body.The rune stuck to his back was blown away by the wind, and it was about to be taken away.He hurriedly pressed the rune with his hand, but the wind changed its strength and directly tore the rune into pieces in his hand.

Zhao Xuehan suddenly felt the eyes of those monks focus on him, and when he turned his head, he found that Master Lu had done the same and tore off the rune of the person next to him.

The mute stood by the bed, his arm was held by Zhao Xuehan, and he stared at the monk in front of him with a pale face.

Zhao Xuehan's heart tightened, knowing that he was exposed, he quickly pulled the mute behind him to protect him.

Lu Zhenren looked at the two of them and remained silent.He raised his hand and clapped three times, and a group of people filed in from the door, surrounding several people in the room.

Zhao Xuehan looked intently, this group of people were probably villagers from the town, the carpenter who lost his beloved daughter, the owner of the inn, and a few guys were at the head.

The group of people stared at the mute with anger and fear mixed in their expressions.Especially the carpenter, with an expression of wishing he could peel off the mute.

The boss obviously recognized Zhao Xuehan, and when he saw him, he exclaimed: "Guest! Why are you..." He looked hesitant and frightened, "...with that demon cultivator."

"This gentleman," Master Lu raised his chin and pointed at Zhao Xuehan, asking the boss, "Did you come here these days?"

"Yes." The boss seemed afraid to look directly in Zhao Xuehan's direction, and only looked up at Master Lu, and replied, "He came the day before yesterday."

"Have you seen this person before?" Lu Zhenren asked.

"No." The boss replied.

That real person Lu looked Zhao Xuehan up and down, and asked politely: "Why are you together with this demon?"

Zhao Xuehan originally wanted to take the mute away without anyone knowing, but was unexpectedly caught by these monks.Although he was trembling in his heart, he knew that he had to remain calm in this situation, respond calmly, and not make mistakes in words, so as to ensure that he and the mute escaped successfully.

He looked at Master Lu, and found that Master Lu's current mental activities were all about his doubts about his identity. Then he calmed down a little, stabilized his voice, and replied calmly:

"I don't know what Moxiu you are talking about. I only know that this dumb artist draws beautifully. I came here today to ask him to draw a picture or two for me."

"Since you want to paint, why do you need to be so sneaky." The real man Lu laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes, "Sir, you can just go to the wing to find him in an open and honest manner. Why do you use the invisibility talisman to meet here?"

Zhao Xuehan swallowed silently, stabilized his beating heart, and said in a clear voice: "I saw that the painter's paintings were being demolished everywhere in the street today, and I thought that something might have happened to the artist. I was afraid that someone would arrest him. I couldn’t finish my painting, so I wanted to help me finish it before he was caught.”

"As for this location," he looked around with a natural attitude, "this is the painter's fiancée's room. I made an appointment with him here because it was convenient because there were fewer people here. But I didn't expect my wife to die suddenly. I know this This situation and place are not suitable for continuing the discussion, but the mute cannot be contacted, and I don’t want to miss the appointment, so I can only wait for him here in hiding.”

Zhao Xuehan's palms were sweating, and he racked his brains in an instant to make up a long paragraph to prevaricate.He felt that these words were full of loopholes, and that real person Lu obviously didn't believe them, but his target was not Zhao Xuehan, so he didn't delve into what he said.

"Sir, I just came to this town, so I don't know anything," Lu Zhenren said calmly, "The mute painter behind you is a demon cultivator, who draws spells into paintings, absorbs the essence of people to practice, and inflicts pain on people." Death; after death, the corpse is not spared, the corpse is refined into a walking corpse, and the people are harmed."

"Please ask others to draw this painting. Today I want to get rid of this disaster for the common people in front of everyone." After speaking, he stretched out his finger, and a rune quickly flew from his hand to the mute.

Although Zhao Xuehan is not very powerful in person, this body has quick eyesight and quick hands.As soon as he realized that the rune was flying over in his head, his arm took the lead and struck the rune off with a hand knife in the air.

As soon as the rune fell to the ground, a short tongue of fire stretched out, Zhao Xuehan quickly raised his foot to stamp out the fire.

Zhao Xuehan raised his head, but saw that real Lu's face was gloomy, darker than the bottom of a pot.He trembled, coughed quickly, and cupped his hands pretendingly: "My immortal, there are still many doubts about this matter, don't act too hastily."

Reverend Lu frowned, and said in a deep voice: "This demon cultivator killed the carpenter's daughter, and sneaked into the mourning hall tonight, trying to turn her body into a walking corpse, and was caught on the spot. What else is unclear?"

Before the words were finished, Zhao Xuehan saw Master Lu suddenly raised his hand, and a gust of wind hit him and the mute.

This is what Zhao Xuehan has seen before, the monk's move of splitting the branches!It's just that the power is much greater than before, and it's actually similar to Yan Ke's tricks.If the neck is directly hit by this move, even if the head is not lost, the throat will be cut open.

Zhao Xuehan's heart trembled, and he quickly stretched his hand to his waist to get the sword.Before he hid in this room, he went back to the inn specially, and took Yan Ke's sword away while Yan Ke was away.

Although he was a little afraid of the sword, worried that it would be connected to Yan Ke's consciousness, but after thinking about it again and again, if he acted alone, having a weapon by his side was better than not having one.

He wanted to hold the hilt and pull out the sword, but unexpectedly, the sword that was still inserted in the scabbard disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Xuehan only had an empty scabbard hanging from his waist.All the sweat dripped from his body.

Time does not allow him to think too much.Make do with it!Zhao Xuehan gritted his teeth and thought, tore off the scabbard on his waist, and quickly laid it across in front of him.The blade-like wind blade hit the scabbard with a "clang", which made Zhao Xuehan's mouth go numb.He couldn't help but wanted to take a few steps back, but luckily Mozun's foot was relatively stable, so he forcibly stopped him.

After hitting it, the wind force disappeared.Zhao Xuehan slowly put down the scabbard.He was trembling with trembling, but he had to put on a leisurely and complete posture, and raised the corner of his mouth to give Lu Zhenren a stiff smile.

"Since the murderer has been caught, we can interrogate him slowly and let him tell the truth," Zhao Xuehan stared at Lu Zhenren, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Naren Lu's complexion is getting worse and worse.Zhao Xuehan saw that his eyes, which had been on the dumb body all the time, began to gradually shift to himself, and the small drum in his heart beat more and more violently.

It's bad, it's bad, this real Lu is about to start targeting me.Zhao Xuehan stared at the monk's mouth in front of him, thinking anxiously, my identity and behavior are questionable now, if he drags me into the water, I won't be able to tell.The incident must be pointed at him before he speaks.

Seeing that Master Lu opened his lips and was about to speak, Zhao Xuehan became impatient, and slapped the scabbard into his palm like a storytelling storyteller closing his fan to attract the attention of the audience, and the sound was loud.Immortal Lu was stunned by the sound, he only opened his mouth, and didn't make a sound for a while.

Zhao Xuehan's hand was so painful that he beat him to death, and he didn't have time to grin his teeth.He made a calm posture, patted his hand twice with the scabbard, and then hung it back on his waist.

"Realist Lu is really impatient. Everyone is here, wouldn't it be better to ask clearly?" Zhao Xuehan smiled, and said in a deep voice, "This demon cultivator dares to blatantly kill people in this town, maybe there is someone behind him. Now that I'm in a hurry to kill, wouldn't I be unable to ask anything? No matter what I think, it's better to lock up this demon cultivator first, and then invite one or two senior monks to interrogate carefully. But..."

Zhao Xuehan lowered his head slightly, and looked up at the cultivator in front of him mockingly: "Realist Lu seems very nervous, and he can't wait to behead this demon cultivator on the spot."

"Could it be that Master Lu did something to hide something," he said softly, "Should we quickly kill this demon cultivator?"