C115 Crap

When I heard Mr. Zhao say this, I was also a little foolish. I asked him, "What do we do now?"

Mr. Zhao said, "What else can we do? After all, we can't just let him go and let him report to the owner of the tomb and kill us all, right? "

I said, "If we do it ourselves, wouldn't Grandpa Gu use us as guns?"

The Mr. Zhao said depressingly: "There's no other way, who told us guns to want to kill people?"

At this time, A Chang had already turned around and said to us, "We can't stay in this place anymore. There are people stealing glances at us, we must leave.

In my heart, I had a feeling that A Chang had become loyal after finding his seven emotions and six desires. Of course, this could just be my misconception. After all, it didn't even take five minutes for him to recover his emotions and desires.

A Chang walked towards us in big strides, but the three of us stood at the doorway without moving.

Mr. Zhao slowly said, "Don't be in such a hurry to leave, maybe this blind god is from ancient head? We will follow the clues and roughly find out the ancient head. "

A Chang said: "Even if we want to check the ancient head s, we have to do it at the canteen. Furthermore, the Blind God is very strange. It's impossible to find the person behind it from here. "

Mr. Zhao laughed, looked at A Chang and said: "Strange, aren't you ancient head's little brother? He was only concerned with robbing tombs and handing out things, how could he know so many things? Something about a blind god is not something that an ordinary kid would be able to hear about. "

A Chang finally felt that something was wrong with the three of us. He narrowed his eyes and looked at us. "What do you mean?"

Mr. Zhao scratched his head and acted like he was embarrassed: "We heard a rumor that you are the accomplice of the owner of the tomb in a big tomb."

A Chang's expression changed, and asked somewhat impatiently: "Who told you?"

I sighed in my heart: A Chang, who had found back his seven emotions and six desires, had indeed changed. If it were any other time, he would not speak with a cold face and would not ask such a question.

Mr. Zhao coughed lightly. "Yes … The ancient head told us. He said you wouldn't lend it to us when you got it. Is it true that you will be immediately brought to the ancient tomb? "

A Chang nodded and said, "That's right. It's true. " Then he closed his eyes.

I looked at him nervously, knowing he was communicating with the tomb owner.

But a second later, A Chang opened his eyes. He looked at the three of us somewhat angrily. "You guys are not bad. You're really scheming." He actually gave me back my emotions and desires. This way, I won't be able to communicate with the owner of the tomb.

The three of us didn't speak.

A Chang said: "It's a pity, this method of yours won't last for long. When the sun rises, I will still sense him again."

Mr. Zhao spread his hands: "Then I'm very sorry, we can only kill you before dawn."

A Chang took a step back and said to Mr. Zhao. "You can kill me, but I have a request."

Mr. Zhao said, "Please speak."

A Chang said: "Help me kill ancient head, consider it as taking revenge for me."

The Mr. Zhao said, "The ancient head has committed many evil deeds and cheated countless people. But if I have the chance, I don't mind doing you a favor. "

A Chang thanked him and bowed to the Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao hastily returned the greeting. Unexpectedly, A Chang took out a blade from his chest and fiercely stabbed at Mr. Zhao.

Fortunately, Mr. Zhao was already prepared, he hurriedly took a step back and dodged the blade. He casually grabbed a chair and started fighting with A Chang.

I said with emotion, "A Chang found the Seven Desires and Six Desire Devil Lord, it's already a little sinister in doing things." I looked at Xia Xin, who was beside me. "Aren't you going to help?"

Xia Xin looked at me strangely. "Why don't you go and help?"

I said, "Aren't I going to die?"

Xia Xin said, "I have to guard the door to prevent A Chang from taking the chance to escape. However, isn't the one surnamed Zhao your second uncle? You're not going to help? "

I hesitated. I scratched my head. "If only ancient head was here. He and the Mr. Zhao combined would have killed him long ago. Why wait so long? "It's too long a dream."

Xia Xin suddenly smiled and said to me, "I have a way to force Grandpa Gu out."

I asked curiously, "What method?"

Xia Xin casually pointed at Mr. Zhao, raised her head and shouted to the blind god, "Your Heart Devouring Ghost Box is on Mr. Zhao's body. "If the Mr. Zhao is killed in a while …"

Mr. Zhao scolded while gasping for breath not too far away: "Bullshit, you're the one who got killed."

Therefore, Xia Xin changed his words and said, "If this box accidentally fell out and A Chang picked it up, then your heart …"

Before he could finish his sentence, the store's door was suddenly slammed open with a bang, followed by a gust of wind that blew in. Xia Xin and I were so battered that we had to step aside.

And then, the gale entered the fray. A moment later, the wind stopped.

The Mr. Zhao returned to us panting. Two people appeared there. One was A Chang and the other was Grandpa Gu.

The blade in A Chang's hand stabbed onto Grandfather Gu's arm, but Grandfather Gu's blade stabbed into A Chang's heart.

Grandfather Gu looked at the wound on his arm and complained to Mr. Zhao: "Are you really that bad? Even if I had more strength, I wouldn't have gotten hurt by this brat. "

Mr. Zhao said, "Are you really that bad? If you don't keep holding back, you won't get hurt by A Chang. "

Then, Grandpa Gu pulled the knife out of his arm and threw it to the side.

Throughout this entire process, A Chang did not say a single word. Only his face was very pale.

In the end, his skin and flesh caved in, and his body turned back into a corpse.

I saw Grandpa Gu's sabre turning red inch by inch. It extended from the tip of the saber to the handle of the saber.

A Chang turned his head with difficulty and said to Mr. Zhao: "Don't forget, you promised me."

Then, with a plop, he fell to the ground.

Grandpa Gu took out the sabre and started to check it over and over again. I discovered that there were a lot of lines on the blade. Grandpa Gu pointed at the lines and slowly said, "Joy, anger, worry, thought, sadness, fear …" Joy, anger, worry, thoughts, sadness, fear … "Delight, anger …"

I said to Grandpa Gu, "What spell are you reciting?"

Grandfather Gu raised his head and said softly, "There is one less emotion and six desires in A Chang's body."

I curiously asked, "What's missing?"

Grandpa Gu said, "There's less shock. But what it was wasn't important. What was important was that it was missing one thing. This meant that his soul had probably been lost. If this sliver of soul were to notify the owner of the grave, then things would be terrible … "

Grandfather Gu crouched down and started to carefully inspect A Chang's body.

He checked it many times and muttered, "There are no more souls here."

At that moment, I heard a crash behind me and a chair was knocked over.

I turned my head abruptly and saw a young man crawling out from under the table, looking at us with a frightened expression on his face.

This youth was the one who had eaten the noodles.

He did not enter A Chang's body? When did he hide under the table?

Grandpa Gu pointed at the teenager and shouted, "That's him! He's just scared! Catch him!"

However, it was already too late. The youth was too close to the door, so the moment he turned around, he escaped.

We chased him out of the gate, but the boy was long gone.

Grandpa Gu stomped his feet in anger and kept complaining to us, "If I was hiding in the dark, this teenager would definitely not be able to escape. All of you, why are you forcing me out? "

With an awkward expression, we asked Grandpa Gu, "What do we do now?"

Grandpa Gu said in despair, "There's nothing I can do. Forget about the fact that the youth did not come into contact with A Chang. However, after coming into contact with it just now, he already had a trace of A Chang's soul on him. I expect the grave owner has already received the news. Just wait. In less than a quarter of an hour, we will all die. "

Mr. Zhao said, "Fifteen minutes seems enough for us to run out of the village. We have a car. "

Grandpa Gu sneered: "You have a car? You all don't know how capable the owner of the tomb is. One hour is enough for him to search the entire area with a radius of tens of miles. "

Mr. Zhao asked me: "Eldest Nephew, can you drive to Cypress City in fifteen minutes?"

I scratched my head and said, "Fengxiang is not too far away from Cypress City. But I've never tried. I've only ever driven a tractor before, and it's not as fast as that. "

Mr. Zhao grabbed me by the collar and pushed me away: "You don't say anything, hurry up and drive. If you don't want to die, then drive."

As we jumped onto the van, Grandpa Gu kept saying, "I'm going to pack up my things."

The Mr. Zhao said, "You're dead, what else can you take?"

I caught fire, Grandpa Gu was still feeling pity for his blind god, so I used all my strength to step on the throttle and charged out of Fengxiang.

It was late at night and there wasn't a single soul on the road. I felt like I was about to fly this crappy piece of bread. The van was shaking all over, and I thought it was probably going to fall apart.

Mr. Zhao was at a loss for words. He asked Grandfather Gu: "Last time you said, Lord Mu could not come out for too long, right?"

Grandpa Gu also said while trembling, "Yes, yes. If you come out for too long, you will be caught by the Nagzul. An hour at most. "

Mr. Zhao said, "One hour is enough."

He patted my shoulder. "Eldest Nephew, to Cypress City's funeral home."

Five minutes later I was downtown. I kept honking my noisy horn, passing dozens of cars. Among them, one of the driver had a short temper and went back to ask for my car, but he was scared away by ancient head's demonic face.

Ten minutes later, we arrived at the Cypress City Funeral Home.

Grandpa Gu said, "What are you doing here? Is there any expert here who can save us? "

Mr. Zhao grabbed him by the collar. "Where's the fan? Hand it over quickly. We want to confuse yin and yang. There are hundreds of corpses here. Let the owner of the grave search them one by one. If he can find us within an hour, then God will kill us. "