bone cutter

The atmosphere in the dark room suddenly became dull.

Zhuang Yin murmured, "Junior Brother Ji."

"Junior brother, I don't think things were that simple back then." Duan Qingchuan took a few steps outside and lifted a piece of white cloth, "This Zhuangzi is very strange, so it's not suitable to stay for a long time, let's go out first."

"It's too late." Xie Qi said lightly, while sending the candle forward.

On the originally empty stone chair, a man in gray shirt appeared silently, holding a puppet with two incomparably huge eyes and looking at it—it was the one that Zhuang Yin left in Man Yue's father's room on purpose. Only.

The three people present were not idle people, but none of them noticed that there was one more person in the dark room at the first time. It can be seen that this elusive man in gray shirt has quite a cultivation base.

Xie Qi and Zhuang Yin pulled out their swords at the same time to protect Duan Qingchuan, who had just woken up and was recovering.

Before they could open their mouths, the man in gray shirt said: "Recently, I always see thieves breaking into my Burning Incense Manor over and over again. I don't know what to do." While he was speaking, a faint candle was lit in the air beside him.

Xie Qi said with a smile: "I can't even compliment senior's hospitality. Senior likes acting so much, why don't you go to the stage to put on a performance? It just so happens that there is a singer in your guest room who can sing. Why don't you two cooperate to satisfy you?" My little wish?"

"Oh? I don't even bother to pretend, it's acting?" The gray-shirted man lowered his head and chuckled twice, then a savage color flashed across his gray pupils, his lips were pursed into a sharp straight line, and he chased away the guest in a gloomy manner, " There is nothing you want in Zhuangzi, there are two choices, either I will do it, or I will kill it myself."

Zhuang Yin: "If we find the person we want, we will naturally leave."

"When did I give the third way?" The man in the gray shirt loosened his hand, and the puppet fell from his hand and rolled a long way.

"Senior," Xie Qi seemed to think of something suddenly, turned his head and closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were shining brightly, "You spent time and energy carving so many wooden figures, didn't you just help you guard the baby? The force is too low Now, a random martial artist can knock them down, or do you have a special hobby?"

The gray-shirted man let out a muffled laugh, but his middle-aged face was still as hard as a stone, and there was no hint of a smile.The moment his laughter stopped, three sunspots were caught between the two fingers of his right hand, and they hit the three people in the corner like shooting stars.

bang bang bang-

Three crisp sounds of gold and stone resounded in the sealed dark room.

"Heizi is out, ghosts are sad." Duan Qingchuan avoided the black chess in embarrassment, unable to hide the surprise on his face, "Who the hell are you?"

"Who am I?" The gray-shirted man murmured, seven or eight more chess pieces in his hand, "I am nobody, I am Man Yue's father."

"As far as I know, there is only one person who killed people with chess pieces," Xie Qi narrowed his eyes slightly. "That person was called Wei Shu, who was once quite famous. Unfortunately, he disappeared for no reason 20 years ago, and his whereabouts are still unknown."

The hand of the man in the gray shirt trembled slightly, and the power of the black chess thrown was greatly reduced. Xie Qi easily blocked all of them by himself, and pointed his long knife obliquely at the southeast corner - that was the direction of Futu Mountain.

"His friend killed innocent people indiscriminately, threw their corpses into the pagoda, and killed one person every once in a while, just like a daughter-in-law who cries, makes trouble, and hangs herself to force her husband to come back. Do you think it's strange that his friend seems to be... He showed up?"

"I have no impression of this name." The gray-shirted man sat on the stone chair in an even and stable manner, his hands kept hitting black chess continuously, without even taking a breath.

Xie Qi nodded while wielding a long knife, which perfectly matched Zhuang Yin's sword, "What about the name Xu Xizhao? Man Yue told us that all the people living in Burning Fragrance Village were killed by Xu Xizhao back then." Relatives and friends, now it seems that the so-called relatives and friends are all done by you, senior, you have worked hard."

After several struggles, the gray-shirted man suddenly withdrew his hand, as if he felt that the three people on the opposite side were too difficult to deal with. His left hand dropped to the side of the stone chair, where there was an inconspicuous protrusion. He turned slightly inward, and his whole body sank into the wall behind him. in.

The stone gate weighing a hundred catties at the original entrance fell to the ground.

Then his distant voice came from the wall, "This dark room is not very useful, but there are many traps, everyone should do it for themselves."

The dark room was clearly airtight, but at this moment a gust of wind blew up for no reason.

The white cloth fell, revealing the vivid wood carvings with strange postures inside.

Kara——

Kara——

All the wood carvings did not move, but turned their heads at the same time, staring intently at the three people in the corner.

The wood carvings possessed by ghosts lacked fighting power, but the wood carvings that were not possessed by ghosts seemed to be more inexplicably confident, each of them regarded themselves as King Kong, and slammed into the edge of the sword desperately.

Feng Gu chopped wood like mud, and Xie Qi chopped off a series of arms and legs effortlessly. The arms and legs that were released had just fallen to the ground, and then suddenly flew into the air.

The three of them took a closer look, and saw that there were extremely sharp iron thorns shining coldly in the center of the limbs.

"Stand back!" Zhuang Yin frowned and looked down at the ground. Immediately, another seven or eight iron thorns rose from the ground. The distribution of the iron thorns was irregular. Maybe there would be an iron thorn protruding from the ground where he stood next.

The remaining wood carvings were not presumptuous, they were not afraid to thank and pray for them, and they were not afraid to occasionally come out to find the presence of iron thorns, and they suicidally rushed towards the three of them one by one.

However, at this moment, the right wall of the dark room was slowly moving towards the left!

So it makes sense that misfortunes never come singly.

Xie Qi put the long knife across his chest, "Master Daoist, I will deal with them, you and senior brother will find the exit."