My practice with the fairy

Chapter 129 Live to see people, die to see corpses

In the deep forest, the sharp cliffs, and the distant cries of apes from time to time.

A city in the middle, with walls made of rocks, looks rough and strong.

Such a city was supposed to be a safe place for people to live, but it was not peaceful at the moment, and screams could be heard from some streets and alleys from time to time.

At this time, a wife was running on the road with a child in her arms.

Suddenly something happened in her street, and a policeman knocked on her door and told her to leave quickly.

Her man was not at home, so the orphan and widow could only hug the sleeping child and stagger to keep up.

The child, about four or five years old, woke up at some point, his eyes flickering around.

At first there were still some people around, but as she walked, the woman suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Because on this deserted street, only he was holding the child and the policeman walking in a hurry.

If something happened to the street where they lived, it stands to reason that the neighbors in the neighborhood would follow along too.

At this time, the little boy lying on her body said in a low voice, "Mother, that uncle walks strangely."

The wife was even more startled, and quickly covered the child's mouth.

She couldn't help but follow along, and saw that the fast man in front of him really didn't look like a human being.

Yes, his pace is too fast, but the speed is not fast, as if there are a pair of children's feet growing inside, running fast.

The wife only felt a chill from the soles of her feet to the Tianling Gai. She looked around, trying to find opportunities in the crowd.

Suddenly, she saw a few men standing in a shack in front of them chatting, and there were poles and other things beside them, which seemed to be porters nearby.

And his husband is also a porter.

The wife strode towards her. Seeing that the policeman turned his head to look at her, she quickly explained: "My lord, the second uncle of the child is here. You don't have to worry about my mother and I."

The policeman looked at them with horrified eyes, really scary.

Maybe it was because he saw that there were a lot of people here, so he finally said nothing, nodded, and continued walking.

The wife stood next to the peasants with the child in her arms, feeling that she had only half her life left.

Fortunately, fortunately, she bet right.

At this time, a man next to him couldn't help muttering: "Why was that poor man a little bit awkward just now?"

"Yes, I know all the policemen in the city, but this one is a stranger."

"Yes, walking is still a bit strange. The city is not peaceful recently. Could it be something pretending to be?"

Hearing what the porters said, the woman was afraid again for a while, only thinking that she and her child had saved their lives.

At this time, the man next to him couldn't help asking: "Sister, I see that you followed that poor man just now, do you know each other?"

The woman quickly shook her head, still in shock, said: "No."

As she spoke, she told a few peasants about the strange thing she had just encountered, and couldn't help saying, "If the child hadn't found out, I'm afraid I wouldn't have found out."

The man beside him couldn't help showing a panicked expression, and said, "It's scary."

"No, this matter has to be reported to the authorities." Another man echoed.

As he said that, he looked at the woman and the child, and said, "Sister, you just said that the poor man walks strangely, how did he walk?"

"It seems that the steps are extremely fast, but the walking is not fast." The woman explained.

"Is that right?"

As he said that, the feet under the man's robe started to move around, the pace was quite fast, but the walking was not fast, as if the legs under his robe were not human legs.

"Yes Yes"

At this moment, the woman's hairs stood on end.

Because the four porters in front of her were carrying loads and walking in front of her.

Without exception, they all seem to have a pair of very small feet, they stride frequently, but they don't walk fast, and they look at her with creepy eyes, exactly the same as the policeman just now.

"what!"

At this time, four porters approached at the same time, and their speed suddenly increased.

At this moment, the panic-stricken woman suddenly saw that what was under their robes was not feet, but more like a snake's body!

With a muffled bang, the body of the first approaching man suddenly flew out, his head turned into a puddle of mud and fell to the ground.

In front of the women and children is a gun.

A gun with delicate texture and a color like fire maple.

Behind the gun was a proud figure in red.

Seeing this, the remaining three men rushed over fiercely, sticking out their tongues like snake letters.

boom! boom! boom!
Three shots fell, and the three men dragged the ground and rolled out. Either their heads were smashed, or their chests were sunken. If they were normal people, they would have died and could not die again.

But they still struggled to get up.

The next moment, the human maple musket buzzed and swept away, sticking the four of them together, and then a big smash, as if smashing Huashan Mountain, smashed to the ground.

There was a crackling sound, and the bodies of the four stuck together suddenly sank, and the sound of bones and flesh cracking could be heard endlessly, like a pile of smashed dry wood.

Ye Ning continued to walk forward, holding the Human Maple Musket in his hand.

Her men arrived soon.

Looking at the four twisted men who were almost smashed into one, the subordinates of the saintesses couldn't help but tremble with fear.

Has the saint become more and more irritable recently?

Is it because of eating braised pork and hot pot every day?

Today's movement in Taiping City didn't stop until midnight.

Ye Ning dragged the blood-stained spear back to her residence.

It has been 33 days since the last time the thief got on his body.

In the past 33 days, she felt that the little thief would come every day, and she would do everything habitually every three days, waiting for the little thief to get on her body.

But no.

She felt that the thief should not come again.

She had a similar problem with the little thief before, that is, if he comes late one day, it must be because he has something to delay, if he has no shadow for ten and a half months, then he must be dead, or not far away from death , can't come again.

She was still teasing at the time, saying that if he was fascinated by any woman, he would definitely not come again.

The little thief said that no one can be more charming than himself.

Thinking about the past, Ye Ning wanted to cry for a moment.

People born with cold and poisonous bodies are easy to die. When the little thief said that, he must have considered his illness and would not live long.

She couldn't help but think of the stories the little thief told her, many of which were covered in sadness, but what about him?
It seems to be the same.

Unknowingly, Ye Ning discovered that she had known the little thief for a long time.

A year and a half is not long in the eyes of the monks, even extremely short, like a fleeting moment, but it is very long to her.

Because she met a very interesting man who dared to tease her.

"Are you really dead?" Ye Ning looked at the night sky with sad eyes.

If possible, she would rather that he was in a mess, fell in love with other women, and was talking to other women what he had said to himself, or telling the same story.

At least alive.

Although the scumbag deserves to die, at least he is still alive.

But if that was the case, she was so unconvinced.

Who is I, Ye Ning, worse than?
During this period of time, there were a lot of problems at the resident, and Saintess Ye Ning kept rushing, hitting, rushing, hitting, making herself so busy that she couldn't breathe.

Because only in this way, she seems to be able to forget some things, some habits.

But after all, I can't forget it.

When she returned to the house and took off the domineering and violent disguise, her heart would become as sensitive and soft as a hedgehog without thorns.

With a click, in the room, the saint girl put her legs together and stood upside down in the corner of the wall.

The next moment, a few tears fell on the ground.

"Liar, tears will still flow."

After a period of time, the saint girl recovered from the inverted state, and there were no traces of tears in her eyes, as if the tears that were still wet on the ground did not belong to her at all, but to someone else.

"In life, you must see people, and in death, you must see corpses."

Saintess Ye Ning, who was standing there, suddenly said such a sentence to herself.

(End of this chapter)