bone cutter

Could it be...Could it be... In fact, Qin You had already captured him and tortured him in various ways?

Yan Chengqing roughly tore off his clothes, looked desperately at the bloody chest, and was speechless for a long time, so, he was really physically still being beaten in the Qin Mansion, and he didn't know if he was dead, but his soul escaped unconsciously?

Others at the temple appear to have had similar encounters.

The leader of the performing arts troupe murmured: "We came from the north, and it is a well-known troupe in the local area. A month ago, the official of Nanjiu Town invited us to perform. This trip is enough for us for half a year. It will take half a month to drive from our place to Nanjiu Town at the fastest speed. We climbed over mountains and ridges all the way, taking shortcuts as much as possible, but it rained heavily just after arriving here, so we went into the temple to take shelter from the rain.”

"Fortunately, we have our own skills, otherwise we would have died countless times in the cliffs and deep pools hahahaha." Another person in the team was talking, but suddenly fell silent, his fingers trembled slightly, and he squatted down with his head down, "No , No, no, no, no!"

He mumbled for a while as if there was no one there, and when he raised his head again, his face was already covered with blood, and he was almost about to cry.

"Master, I remembered everything. We drove for three days and three nights in a row that day. We were too tired to walk, so we found a cave to rest and rest. Everyone slept soundly at night. I woke up in a hurry to urinate, but at this moment, the ground shook, the cave collapsed, and we, we were buried alive in it!"

When he finished speaking the last word, the bodies of the entire busking team changed drastically at a speed visible to the naked eye. The body seemed to be smashed flat, and the brains and intestines flowed out all over the floor.

A burst of miserable screams came from their mouths.

These people who died tragically in their sleep didn't even know how they died when they turned into ghosts, pitiful and pathetic.

The lower body of the leader of the busking team turned into meat paste. He fell on the ground and said with difficulty: "We are all people who rely on our hands and feet for food. Now that we have become like this, even if we step into the door of life, it will not help."

Then the voice changed, and he shouted loudly: "Third and fourth, hold me. I've become a ghost, and I'm afraid they will do something wrong. Let's go out to find Mr. Xie and Tie Daxia, and make a way out for the friends in the temple. !"

The men who were called the third and the fourth approached, each of them had a broken arm, and one left and one right raised the leader and walked towards the door.

Zhuang Yin shook his head and sighed, dissuading him: "It's better to live than to die, you..."

The leader interrupted him, "We appreciate your kindness, but we have no relatives and no reason, and we may not have a few days to live when we go out. In the end, we are just lingering and trying to survive."

Don't expect to be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, but to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day.

After the initial shock and grief, the buskers gradually calmed down, opened one of the long wooden boxes, took out a sword and spear, and held them tightly in their hands.Years of tacit understanding and trust in the leader made these people who were struggling to make a living follow up without hesitation.

The door of the Yunhua Temple was opened again, the evil spirit roared fiercely, and more than a dozen figures rushed out one after another, heading straight for the outside of the temple.

At this moment, all the people in the temple have remembered how they died. Once they knew how they died, the appearance of their previous death would appear in a blink of an eye. Standing aside drooping his head.

There was a strangle mark on the beauty's neck, she leaned forward tremblingly, touched something protruding, and screamed in horror, "I'm actually a man."

Yan Chengqing wrapped up his clothes tightly, looked at his lower body and said, "You're a woman, so it's strange, okay? Tsk tsk, don't you think about committing suicide?"

The beauty turned her head away, not wanting to answer him.

"Can Mr. Xie bring Iron Hero back?" Mu Yuanzhen was still standing in that corner, maybe he was the only one other than Zhuang Yin who didn't change his face.

Zhuang Yin's face was serious, he pondered for a while, and Fang said: "He can."

The long night seems to have no end.

Just when everyone lost their patience waiting, Xie Qi came back.

He carried a door on his back, the most common wooden door, not even painted.

Now that you have the gate of life, you don't have to wait any longer.

Everyone lined up in a long line in an orderly manner to enter the door of life one by one. Mu Yuanzhen and his brother were at the end of the line. When it was their turn, Mu Yuanzhen suddenly turned around with strange eyes and asked, "Master Dao, Mr. Xie, I have always been wondering why you didn't realize that your body is covered in blood?"

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