bone cutter

The black air criss-crossed and circled above the dark room with a sharp whistling, gusts of wind blew up, the white cloth fluttered wildly, and the wooden carvings that had not been uncovered were looming, Zhuang Yin's blind spot, under a piece of white cloth not far from them, showed A touch of blue.

After a while, these dead souls each found their own vessels, and scrambled to possess them, entering new shells and changing skins. The shell was still the same shell, and the skin was still the same skin. Once they got used to it, they began to chatter. tongue.

——Master, that Taoist priest was hiding in a tree and didn't know what he was doing. He wanted to kill him with a single knife, but he unexpectedly killed a man in black on the way. He was quite arrogant!

--Yeah yeah!

The gray-shirted man returned to the seat, picked up the unfinished chess piece, and slowly ground it, "I know, I can see what your eyes can see, have you forgotten?"

—Master, what shall we do now?In my opinion, let's go and kill him with a carbine!

--right!right!

The man in gray shirt paused holding the knife, quickly raised his eyelids to look at them, and then turned his gaze back to the cobblestone, "You are no match for him, and going back will not help."

——Master, are these three people here to grab things like those before!

——Never let them take it away!

- That's right!

That's what it said, but in fact these dead souls didn't know what treasure they wanted to grab.

Hearing only two "clicks", this unfinished cobblestone still did not escape the fate of riding a crane to the west. The man in the gray shirt loosened his hands, and the stone turned into dust. The man in the gray shirt casually dusted the dust on his knees , the tone is still so calm, "You just need to do your job well, and don't worry about other things."

The dead souls swallowed the words that came to their lips one after another, and stood aside, not daring to say more.

The man in gray shirt waved his sleeves, "You can go, remember to sweep the floor."

The dead souls were clear in their hearts, the master asked them to clean up the rolled head and body, bowed respectfully and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

The gray-shirted man suddenly said: "Go through the door, the full moon is not up there."

——Ah, yes, Miss Full Moon seems to have seen, saw the scene where we were beheaded, this...

The man in gray shirt said lightly: "It's okay, I have my own way to make her forget."

Only then did the heartbroken dead souls leave.

……

Full moon panicked and ran wildly on the street until she ran to the door of her house, until she ran into a familiar embrace, and then she stopped, tears rolled down her cheeks like a broken thread, she cried heartbreakingly, heartbroken, hissing Said: "Father! Let's run! He killed Aunt Zhang and the others. I shouldn't have brought them here. It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

The man in gray shirt whom he called daddy put his hand on top of her head lovingly, "Don't cry, it's not good looking."

Man Yue shook her head, her eyes were as red as a rabbit, she raised her pear blossom and rainy face and urged, "Father, let's go."

"Where are you going?"

"Wherever you go."

"There's no one good out there, I told you."

Full Moon was sobbing that she could hardly speak.

"As long as you don't run around, they can come back to life. Go to sleep, and you can see them when you wake up." The man in gray shirt stroked the top of the full moon's head again and again, his voice seemed to come from the distant sky so-so.

Gradually, the full moon was tired from crying, tiredness surged up, the upper and lower eyelids closed closer and closer, the words of the man in the gray shirt became hazy, as if separated by a layer of water, the full moon felt that his body was out of control, and gradually sank, like Is to sink to the bottom.

Full Moon's body slowly left the gray-shirted man's embrace. Before landing, the gray-shirted man caught her and sent her back to the room. When passing by the room where Zhuang Yin and Xie Qi were placed, he turned his head slightly. The room was dark. of.