bone cutter

Zhuang Yin and Xie Qi followed the Qianlisan left by Duan Qingchuan all the way to Fengtou Town, Jinzhou in the past few days.Qianlisan is a special fragrance specially made by Lijingyuan. It has a long-lasting fragrance that reaches thousands of miles away. The fragrance lasts for half a month. Only the butterfly in Zhuang Yin's hand can smell this fragrance.

But when the two chased to Fengtou Town, Jinzhou, the fragrance of Qianlisan suddenly stopped, and the butterfly flew aimlessly for a long time in the curtain, and finally stopped.

As the sun sets on the western mountain, the setting sun on the bank of the sky has a bit of afterglow, and the pedestrians on the long street are gradually decreasing.

Uncle Hong from Fengtou Town, Jinzhou looked at the fish that no one cared about in front of him, his weather-beaten face was full of worry, he bent his waist, and started to clean up the stall—a stall with only two fish baskets and a pole.

He picked up the burden on his shoulders two or three times, weighed the shoulder pole, and went straight away.

Aunt Chen, who was selling cabbage next door, saw that he was about to leave, and said with a smile, "Old Hong, are you leaving now?"

Uncle Hong waved it with an empty hand, shook his head and sighed: "It's been a whole day, and I haven't seen anyone come to ask the price. It's getting late, and it's time to go. It's really strange. Seasonal fish are the best, but this year, not only are there few fish, but they are also thin and small, which is a pain for me, and the whole family has to wait to feed, what should I do?"

When Aunt Chen heard the words, she moved her head mysteriously and whispered, "Let me tell you, when I got up early in the morning to go to the stall, I seemed to see a ghost!"

Uncle Hong saw that Mrs. Chen's expression was serious, and she didn't seem to be fake, so he simply put down the pole, and said in surprise, "Ghost? Why did you see a ghost? Did you see it wrong because of your old eyes?"

Aunt Chen kept shaking her head, and said in a low voice, "It's not wrong! It's still a big one and a small one, flying so fast! It's gone in the blink of an eye! Isn't this a ghost? It's not a ghost, it's a monster.”

Aunt Chen looked up at the long street with few pedestrians. Lanterns were already hung up on the long street. Suddenly, she remembered the two ghosts that flashed through the mist in the morning, and felt that even the lanterns had become gloomy. A chill came from behind her, she still shivered, and said to Uncle Hong: "Hurry up and go home, the old man is still waiting for me to go home and cook." She turned around and was about to leave with the bamboo basket containing cabbage .

Uncle Hong stopped her: "Hey, you should finish your sentence, what does that ghost look like?"

At this time, Mrs. Chen had walked a few steps away, and she turned her head and said, "Oh, don't worry about it, go back quickly. Be careful yourself!" After speaking, she hurried into the twilight.

Uncle Hong has lived to such an old age, although he has not experienced big storms, he has seen heinous people, and he is a courageous person, so he didn't take Aunt Chen's words to heart.Thinking of his young child and his blind wife, he couldn't help but sighed, and picked up the pole again. Finally, he took a look at Mrs. Chen's back and walked towards home.As he walked, he thought that it would be impossible to feed his family with fish this year, and it seemed that he had to plan some other business.

On the way home, he suddenly remembered that last year he had planted some plum trees in the mountain range near Birv Lake, and the plums should be ripe by now, so tomorrow he could go to the mountains to pick some plums and sell them for some copper coins, so as to relieve his urgent need.

On the second day, although Uncle Hong's fish was thin and small, he still came to set up a stall for his livelihood. The strange thing was that Mrs. Chen's booth was empty, which was reported every day.

He kept muttering in his heart, thinking that the sun came out in the west today, and Mrs. Chen would not come out to do business.

Business was good today, when a big family bought fish for cats to eat, the servants of that family bought all his fish, so the stall closed early.It was still bright, and he walked slowly with a load on his shoulders. Not long after he walked, he raised his eyes and saw Lao Zhou who was selling tea. He was just thirsty at the moment, so he walked over.

"Old Zhou, have a bowl of cold water."

Seeing that it was Uncle Hong, Lao Zhou smiled and poured him a bowl of water, "Business is good today, did you close the stall so early?"

Uncle Hong touched the copper plate in his pocket, wrinkled his face with a smile, and was about to say a few polite words, when he suddenly heard someone talking behind him, the voice was very soft, but he still heard 'Bi Nu Lake', ' Difficult' a few words.

Uncle Hong shook his head, isn't Birv Lake the lake near his house?He hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see several teenagers in golden costumes walking away quickly as if the soles of their feet were blown by the wind.

Lao Zhou also stretched out his head to look, "Tsk, those few don't look easy to mess with, I'm afraid they are noble sons from rich families."

Uncle Hong lowered his head and pondered for a while, really curious, what happened to Bi Nu Lake, and what did those young people mean when they said it was difficult?

He was no longer in the mood to chat with Lao Zhou, he raised his head and drank the water, returned the bowl to Lao Zhou, and said, "I'll go first."

Lao Zhou didn't stop him either: "Okay, let's talk about it another day, we'll talk about it another day."

Uncle Hong's home is not in the town, and he spends almost two hours going back and forth to the stall every day.

He carried the load and walked for a while, and the sky quickly darkened, and he couldn't see his fingers when he stretched out his hand.The shadows of the trees whirled around, covered in darkness, the trees lost their original color in the drowsiness, and the cool wind picked up the residual leaves lying on the ground, and rolled them towards Uncle Hong.

Uncle Hong stopped and brushed away the leaves fluttering on his body with his hands. He looked at the endless path and frowned. He often walks at night, and he has walked this path for most of his life. It would take only two minutes to complete the walk, but now it has been more than half an hour, why is it still not finished?

"Ah—" A hoarse cry suddenly sounded from above, Uncle Hong suddenly raised his head, and a black crow swirled past his head, and rushed into the gray woods.

"Don't panic, don't panic, a little beast doesn't want to bully the old man." A trace of uneasiness gradually grew in his heart, and as he said this, he walked even more hastily.

It was time for half a cup of tea, and Uncle Hong gasped for breath and stopped again.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and thought to himself: How evil!Could it be, could it be...

"Could it be something?" Aunt Chen stood behind him at some point, under the night, she couldn't see her face clearly.

Uncle Hong was really taken aback by her sudden appearance, and said in fright, "Why are you here? The sudden appearance is terrifying!"

Aunt Chen said with a smile: "Look, it scares you. Don't you usually have more courage? I just remembered. I asked your old lady to borrow a kitchen knife. Here, look." Then she picked it up from the basket. He took out a half-worn and not new kitchen knife, under the dim moonlight, a trace of silver slipped across the knife surface, and there was a sense of coldness.

Uncle Hong asked: "When did you ask my old lady to borrow it, why didn't I know?"

"I borrowed it during the day, and you went to the stall, so of course you don't know." Aunt Chen shook the kitchen knife in her hand, still smiling, but Uncle Hong still couldn't see her face clearly.

Uncle Hong nodded and said: "So that's the case, then give it to me, you fool, you go back quickly." He said he wanted to take the kitchen knife from her hand, but Mrs. Chen held the kitchen knife firmly, and he pushed it hard. Pulling on her side, Mrs. Chen suddenly let go of the hand holding the kitchen knife, then smiled again, and said sadly: "You have to be careful when you go back."

Uncle Hong threw the kitchen knife into the basket, wondering in his heart: "This person has never cared about anyone in the past, why did he come all the way to return the kitchen knife today, besides, wouldn't it be more convenient to ask the neighbors for the kitchen knife?"

Aunt Chen said word by word: "My neighbor died, it's unlucky to use the dead man's things."

Hearing that Uncle Hong's heart beat violently, sweat dripped from his forehead, he didn't want the fish basket anymore, and ran away with a pole, leaving Aunt Chen far behind, a black wind blew from behind, bringing Aunt Chen's laughter filled her eardrums.

As he ran, he thought, Mrs. Chen is bewitched, she can even hear the words in his stomach.

Reluctantly, he was already in his sixtieth year, and he ran for a long time, but he couldn't run anymore, so he turned his head and looked back, it seemed that Mrs. Chen didn't catch up.

He leaned against a thick tree trunk by the road, panting heavily, and comforted himself, "Don't panic, you'll be home soon." However, the dark clouds covered the moon, the wind was blowing, and the long road seemed endless. .

He lowered his head and panted for a long time. Suddenly, Uncle Hong's eyes widened, his pupils constricted sharply, and a pair of black cloth shoes were reflected in his cloudy eyes.

Uncle Hong's face was full of disbelief, "You, you..." He had obviously run a long way, but whoever was standing under the old tree in front of him was Aunt Chen!

I don't know when, a layer of mist has gradually filled the surrounding area, and Mrs. Chen's figure is shrouded in this layer of mist, illusory and real, like a ghost.

Uncle Hong tightened the shoulder pole in his hands. The experience of most of his life told him that something is wrong. The thing he met this time is a serious threat. This woman is by no means the real Aunt Chen, otherwise how would a mortal know? What is on other people's minds.As soon as he thought about it, he thought that his relatives at home were waiting for him to go back, so he gritted his teeth, jumped up, and rushed forward desperately.

However, no matter how fast or how far he ran, there would always be "Aunt Chen" waiting for him in the fog ahead.Uncle Hong felt unprecedented despair, but he couldn't run anymore, like an exhausted old horse, the last bit of strength was drained, he fell to his knees on the ground with a "boom", fell forward, and crawled again Can't get up.

Uncle Hong watched "Aunt Chen" walk step by step from the fog, unhurriedly, as if taking a walk after dinner, as she approached step by step, his heart jumped into his throat immediately, and his breathing almost stopped. When "Aunt Chen" walked in front of him, an extremely familiar face was reflected in his eyes.

Uncle Hong rubbed his eyes and asked in disbelief, "Old lady?"

Aunt Hong glared at him, and said reproachfully, "If you haven't come back so late, I'm worried about something happening to you, so I'll take a look."

Uncle Hong was in tears. Seeing his wife, he seemed to have seen a life-saving straw. With Aunt Hong's hand, he struggled to stand up, wondering, "Why are your hands so cold?"

Aunt Hong scolded: "It's late at night, don't let my hands get cold, I've been looking for you for so long, come back with me."

Uncle Hong nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, go home, go home quickly."

Aunt Hong supported Uncle Hong on the road.

Although the fog was heavy, Uncle Hong still saw that the scenery along the way had changed, and finally he did not repeat the same section of the road. He let out a sigh of relief and complained to his wife: "I'm getting old, so I won't walk at night again. .” He couldn’t help telling his wife the strange Qing Xing he had just met.

Aunt Hong listened carefully, and remained silent for a long time. After a while, she smiled and said, "Old man, we are home."

Uncle Hong couldn't help looking forward joyfully. With this look, his heart fell to the bottom of the valley instantly, as if someone poured a bucket of ice water on his head. trembling.

Where is there any home in front of me, this is clearly Bi Nu Lake!

The Birv Lake under the darkness of night is particularly gloomy and frightening. The surface of the lake is covered with thick and extremely thick black mist. It connects the sky and the water, and it is boundless. It seems that there are ghosts hidden in the black mist that will rush out at any time to choose people and devour them. .

"Hehehe..." "Aunt Hong" smiled strangely, her voice seemed to be squeezed out of her throat, it was extremely sharp and mysterious, and it was not like the voice of ordinary people.

Then, "Aunt Hong" turned her head back one by one, and at the end, her head was completely facing Uncle Hong, while her body remained in the same place, facing the gloomy Binu Lake.

In this situation, Uncle Hong could no longer utter any sound. He saw "Aunt Hong"'s eyes became dark and flickering, and black air continuously flowed out.

Amid the surge of black air, Uncle Hong's body suddenly flew into the air, a pair of invisible hands tightly strangled his throat, hanging it in the air, he struggled to break free, but these hands were like forged steel, the more he struggled, the harder he austerity.He gradually felt difficulty in breathing, and wanted to cough, but he could only make a whimpering sound from his throat, and the whimpering sound escaped from the cracks in his mouth, and was diluted completely by the thick fog.

"Aunt Hong" looked a little excited, there were earthworm-like black things floating under the skin, scurrying up and down in the skin, it was disgusting.

Uncle Hong's eyes gradually turned black, his vision began to blur, his hands drooped limply, and the smiling faces of his wife and grandson appeared in his mind, and a line of dirty tears fell from his eyes.

At this moment, a long sword came through the air, its force was like breaking through an army, piercing through Changhong, and stabbing straight at "Aunt Hong".This sudden change forced "Aunt Hong" to let go of Uncle Hong, the shackles suddenly disappeared, and Uncle Hong immediately collapsed to the ground.

A handsome young man is walking towards the wind. He is wearing a golden gown, a jade pendant around his waist, his black hair is tied up with a jade-colored brocade belt, his lips are red and his teeth are white, and the corners of his eyes and brows are full of youthful vigor. Even the thick fog can't stop him Live in the light that emanates from his body.

The long sword pierced through the body of "Aunt Hong" with just one stroke, and flew back into the young man's hand in an instant.

Unexpectedly, just after he finished speaking, the wound of "Aunt Hong" pierced by a sword healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The young man raised his brows, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. , A Bone Transforming Ghost can fight again after being severely injured by my Guanghua Sword."

The bone-shattering ghost screamed and screamed, and its figure soared two to one feet. At the same time, it faded away from Mrs. Hong's face, revealing its original appearance. There are more and more "earthworms", moving faster and faster, as if they want to break through the cortex.It turned its head back to the original position, with an angry expression, its black eyes locked on the young man standing in front of him holding a sword, and immediately roared and rushed towards the young man.

The young man was taken aback, and couldn't help but backed up three feet, to a big tree by the lake, "Why is this bone-shattering ghost different from the ones I've seen before, and can still grow?" The bone-shattering ghost didn't listen to him talking to himself , ran to the young man in a few steps, raised his hand and gave a thunderous slap, slashing straight at his Tianling Gai with the sound of wind.

The boy turned his body to one side, avoiding in embarrassment.The Bone Ghost smashed the air with his palm, but his hand just happened to be firmly stuck in a thick tree trunk, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what, it became more angry and roared incessantly.Seeing this, the young man laughed, tapped his toes to the ground, jumped up the big tree with his sword in his hand, sat on the branch and watched the Bone Ghost struggle, "I thought you were so capable when you suddenly became so tall. From this point of view, you are not as good as my family!" The meat buns are great."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Bone Ghost suddenly became quiet and stood motionless on the spot, not even the black "earthworm" under the skin moved anymore, like a stone sculpture, only the sound of the night wind blowing the leaves lingered in his ears.

The boy opened his eyes wide, staring at the still bone ghost, feeling a little confused, so he took out the long sword in his arms, and tried to poke it. After poking it a few times, it didn't respond, and stood up happily from the tree. , shook his head and said: "A dead body is a dead body, no matter what it turns into, it is still dead..." Who knew that before he finished speaking, the bone ghost's hand had left the tree trunk at some point, and it was silently attacked the boy.

This accident caused the young man to panic, and his face couldn't help turning three points pale. The tree branch he was standing on happened to be hanging on the lake, and at this time, the bone ghost was blocking the way. Should he jump into the black mist and not sure whether it is clean or not? Female Lake?

unimaginable

The young man pursed his thin lips tightly, and when life and death were in danger, he actually stood still, but the Bone Transformation Ghost was close at hand, within reach, should he jump or not?

Seeing that the young man was about to die under the claws of the Bone Demon, a voice suddenly came out, "Be careful!" The voice was warm and tinged with coolness.

At the same time, the white light suddenly appeared, and the dense fog in the sky suddenly dissipated. In just a moment, before the Bone Transformation Ghost even made a sound, it was reduced to two halves and crashed to the ground.