Republic of China

Chapter 170
As the old saying goes, many friends lead to many paths, because you never know what weird skills you can learn from your friends.

Zhao Sanyuan has a deep understanding of this.

After helping the old Zheng family in Taoguantun, in addition to achieving the freedom to eat meat, he also visited the house to watch Zheng Xuesong slaughter animals. He knew all about skinning, bloodletting, deboning and cramping. He said he picked on your hamstrings. I won't pick on you.

The problem is coming.

Is the organizational structure of humans the same as that of animals?

Of course not.

Can animals compare with humans?

But the little devil is not a human being.

Who agrees?Who is against it?
Kaifeng's copper coin sword hit him on the head. Looking at his posture, he wanted to smash Wan Duzi's head directly.

The few ghosts of Lao Liu who made a sneak attack quickly dispersed, for fear of being affected. The spell on the copper coin sword was no joke. If it was scratched, it would be very likely to be scattered.

Wan Duzi twisted his waist and turned around, holding up the few remaining fan bones with his right palm to form a small five-pointed star spell formation. However, compared with the previous one, this time the five-pointed star was pitifully small.

Zhao Sanyuan was not even willing to use more targeted techniques, and the copper coin sword was made of hard steel!

slam-la-

The spell formation shattered like a mirror!

The copper coin sword also collapsed and flew into the sky!

Use the toughest way to break your law!
After offsetting each other, Zhao Sanyuan's speed did not slow down at all.

Wan Duzi completely lost his will to fight and had almost no reason at all. His consciousness was overflowing with fear. He took out two more talismans in the confusion, but he didn't know any talismans. It was purely an instinctive first reaction.

You can't fight in a head-to-head confrontation, let alone in a cowardly state?
Before the spell was activated, the sky was filled with blood!
"Ah ah ah ah ah----!!!"

Wan Duzi's right hand was severed at the wrist, and blood gushed out all over Zhao Sanyuan's body. However, the latter was not satisfied with the knife, because when he saw Zheng Xuesong chopping the pig's trotters, the cut was smoother, and the pig didn't even notice that his own hooves had been cut. Gone.

It needs to be strengthened.

The sword's light was cold and frosty. After cutting off Duzi's right palm, the sword was cut across, from the wrist to the armpit, and it could even be seen that the tendons of the hand were still twitching in an attempt to exert force.

Zhao Sanyuan was a little satisfied with the knife.

But only slightly.

Recalling the boy at the inn, the worker in the square yesterday, and perhaps many innocent people who died tragically, Zhao Sanyuan's sneer became more ferocious.

On the other hand, Wan Duzi had completely fallen into madness. He used his remaining hand to throw objects one after another. There were spells and magic weapons, but he didn't cast any spells at all. They just used bricks to hit Zhao Sanyuan.

The battle of trapped beasts?

No.

This can only be regarded as a livestock slaughtering scene.

boom--

Wan Duzi was kicked away and hit hard against a birch tree trunk. The few intact ribs were all broken, and some of them had been inserted into his internal organs. He was spitting out blood and fleshy foam.

It was like a revolving lantern before my eyes.

He vaguely saw that when he was a child, he was selected to be trained in the Soul-Calling Shrine, and he also saw that he worked hard to learn spells, and would be tortured inhumanely if he slacked off even a little bit.

I saw myself following the army to land in Guandong, China, and pushing the people of China into the deep pit together.

Seeing myself smiling and pointing, seeing the hateful eyes of the Chinese people in the pit, I wished I could eat flesh and drink blood.

That's right, the look in Zhao Sanyuan's eyes was very similar to that now, but it was a little less unforgettable and a little more bloodthirsty and murderous.

It turns out that the eyes of Chinese people can be so fierce.

With a muffled groan, the revolving doorman was brought back to reality.

It was Zhao Sanyuan who took the fallen copper coin sword and forcibly nailed Wan Duzi to the birch tree. His lungs were pierced and mashed.

"Sunjiawan has been taking care of you recently. Many innocent folks have been killed by you, right? Although I don't know what the evil spirit is that listens to you, but based on observation, I found that it likes to bite people's tongues. By coincidence, I also want to Try it."

Zhao Sanyuan's words made Wan Duzi regain his sense of fear again.

Wan Duzi has a deep understanding of the concept of cruelty. Whether it is in the Summoning Shrine, the Japanese army, or even among the people of the island, there are many perverts who are so cruel that they are heinous.

And this time he felt the same temperament from Zhao Sanyuan!

In front of such a person, a happy death is the greatest luxury!
Before he could do anything, green juice was already flowing out of the corner of Wan Duzi's mouth. He didn't know whether it was because he was stabbed in the ribs or because he was frightened.

Even the ghosts of Lao Liu who were eating melons around him were so frightened that they floated back.

What's the matter with this kid?

Reincarnation of Rakshasa?

The most ferocious evil spirit I have ever seen, even his temperament cannot match him.

How much hatred and hatred?
"Tongue, don't you understand what I'm saying?" Zhao Sanyuan patted Duzi's chin with his sword.

Wan Duzi closed his mouth tightly and shook his head repeatedly, the meaning in his eyes was very clear, please let me go, or at least give me a happy death.

Little did he know that he had seen the same look in the eyes of many Yanhuang people, but Wan Duzi turned a blind eye and buried them alive to collect the resentment.

"It should be here." Zhao Sanyuan tapped Wan Duzi's cheek with his finger. When he clicked somewhere, he slightly raised his forehead. Before Wan Duzi understood what it meant, he saw the light of the knife swipe across.

With one knife, cut off the temporalis and masseter muscles!

Wan Duzi's jaw dropped uncontrollably, and his mouth opened as wide as polio.

"This is my first time picking my tongue. My experience is limited, so please be more patient."

In his extremely frightened eyes, he saw Zhao Sanyuan's fingers stretched out.
At dawn on the fifteenth day of the lunar month, even the rooster stopped crowing, probably because he knew it would be better to keep a low profile today.

For the ghosts around the birch forest, this is also a very special moon and a half.

Up knowledge!
Really gained knowledge!
It turns out that () can be dismantled to pieces!

Those who didn’t know it thought they were opening a butcher shop in the wild!

It turns out that () can really be hurt to death!
The lonely ghosts used to think that the cause of their untimely death was tragic, but now they see that they are simply lucky!
soul?

Stop it.

The boy in the flowered pudding jacket used all serious magic weapons, but he had been cut to pieces long ago and disappeared completely.

The only evidence of having been in this world is probably the pile of things under the tree trunk.

In addition to gaining knowledge, they also saw what it means to be a social fairy.

After the calf was imprisoned, the shikigami disappeared naturally. Uncle Feng transformed into a human form, sitting on a big stone pier and smoking a pipe and pot leisurely. From time to time, he also gave some technical guidance to his disciples. She is no longer as spotless as before, her hair is a little messy and her clothes have many gaps.

The ghosts looked frightened.

Don’t you say that the Immortal family is all decent?
What's going on here?

Disciple Kaka chops people off without stopping him?

In fact, Uncle Feng himself didn't want to stop him, because he couldn't stop him. The Protector Immortal knew very well what kind of virtue his disciple had.

Let the child have fun.

Besides, it’s not against his own family, so what’s the big deal about killing a little devilish Onmyoji?
Zhao Sanyuan twisted his stiff neck and secretly sighed that the sword skills he learned from Zheng Xuesong were so easy to use. It was much easier than when he stamped on Huang Aimin in Fudachang.

"Oh my god! I almost forgot about Lao Kang!"

Because he was too involved, he remembered Lao Kang inside the courtyard wall.

After not coming out for a long time, he must have encountered an opponent, and the evil spirit caused by the Onmyoji still hasn't appeared. It will be quite difficult for Lao Kang to deal with it alone.

There was no time to put Wan Duzi's skeleton together and play with it, Zhao Sanyuan ran towards the Qian Mansion with the sword in hand.

He was also afraid that with Lao Kang's temper, he would not be able to be ruthless at the critical moment.

Therefore, you should do the killing karma yourself, there is no need to let your flawless brother be tainted.

Taking three steps and two steps together, Zhao Sanyuan jumped up to the top of the wall.

Before I could observe the situation inside, I was suddenly overturned by a huge heat wave.

boom--! ! !
At dawn, a huge explosion sounded far away, and all the sleeping villagers in Sunjiawan were awakened. Unsure of the reason, they thought there was another war.

But now the Jingyu area is all Fengjun's territory. How can such ruthless people be so fierce?
Could it be that the little devil is calling again?

The guess was half right.

It was indeed a duel with the little devil, but it was on another level.

Outside the wall of the Qian Mansion, Zhao Sanyuan fell upside down and realized that Lao Kang must have used the explosive pack, but the power was much greater than imagined.

Don't let me, my dear old man, get blown away.

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, so Zhao Sanyuan climbed up the courtyard wall again.

boom--! ! !
Scored twice.Zhao Sanyuan fell down again and dislocated his arm.

I have never been so seriously injured after dealing with a calf before.

"What the fuck is going on? Why do they need to be blown up separately?" When Zhao Sanyuan was confused, he saw something falling from the sky.

It's not completely bright yet, so I can't see clearly.

The first reaction was that Lao Kang was blown out.

Fortunately, it was not broken into pieces and was already burned with incense.

But just as he was about to reach out to pick it up, he realized something was wrong.

What the hell is Lao Kang!

Instead, it was a bloated corpse, with almost no joints visible, and the whole body was much larger than an ordinary person!

Zhao Sanyuan dodged back as quickly as possible.

Snapped!
Crushed.

That's right, it's shredded.

It's like a scene where a piece of tofu falls from a height and hits the ground.

Uncle Feng on the stone pier flicked the ashes of his cigarette without any intention of helping. He said with great interest: "Have all the corpses in the pond been blown up? Those two explosives are quite powerful."

Zhao Sanyuan suddenly realized.

But then I thought about it, in order to kill the evil spirit, I had to kill the corpse and the soul form together. Lao Kang was not a man of three heads and six arms, could it really go so smoothly?

Then he climbed up the courtyard wall for the third time.

This time he was not thrown away again.

After all, I only brought two explosive bags.

If it explodes again, things will be serious.

Zhao Sanyuan looked up, his expression suddenly turned strange.

Heaven and earth conscience.

He swore he was really blind.

At first glance, I saw a strange dog beating people!
Yes, it's a hit, not a bite!

The strange dog stood upright and hit the little dwarf with an electric cannon and flying kicks.

The scene looks very funny, but the strange dog is really not simple.

Who has ever seen a dog punch a hole in a person's stomach with one fucking punch?

In doubt, Zhao Sanyuan looked towards the pond.

At this time, there was not much water in the pond, it had basically bottomed out, and the surrounding flowers and plants were in pieces.

"Here is brother?"

The sudden sound from under the courtyard wall almost frightened Zhao Sanyuan to the point of peeing.

When I lowered my head and looked down, I almost didn't dare to recognize it for the first time. I thought someone's eyes had become sperm and flew out.

"Old Kang?"

Kang Mu'ang's face was dark, and his usually oily hair was blooming. If his voice hadn't been so familiar, Zhao Sanyuan wouldn't have recognized him.

"Isn't it just me, Sanyuan? If we don't need this thing in the future, we won't need it. It's too powerful."

Zhao Sanyuan hurriedly climbed down the courtyard wall, but his feet felt very soft after landing.

"Ouch--"

Lu Jinjin, who was lying on his stomach, screamed in pain and felt that his buttocks were about to fall apart.

"Xiucai? What on earth is going on? Why are you here? And what kind of bastard is being beaten by a dog across the way?"

The amount of information was too complex, causing Zhao Sanyuan's brain to get stuck.

Lao Kang pointed at the dog with a weak kidney, "He is an Onmyoji who specializes in blocking me in Qian's Mansion. The scholar is - ah -"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Sanyuan took out the sword and rushed forward.

It's really not that there's something wrong with his eyes, it's just that the dog's body is in tatters due to kidney deficiency. It's hard to tell that he's wearing the same weird clothes as Wan Duzi, so he can't tell that he's an Onmyoji.

Now that I know, can I keep him for the New Year?
Must be killed!

However, he was stopped by Lao Kang grabbing his arm and Lu Jinjin hugging his thigh.

"No, no, no! The matter is basically over for Sanyuan. If we don't do anything, he will be killed by his own shikigami."

"Ah, yes, yes! Brother Sanyuan, don't be impulsive. Wouldn't it be better if we just sit back and watch them dog bite dog?" Lu Jinjin exhorted while sighing. I heard Brother Kang say before that Sanyuan is very reckless. Don't deceive me sincerely. Absolutely Little temper tantrum.

Zhao Sanyuan didn't know much about shikigami, and he didn't understand that some shikigami had anti-bones and would be used back and forth due to the weakening of the caster.

But he believed in his brother.

Was he tortured to death by something he summoned?

Wonderful!

After all, this kind of scene cannot be seen with money.

Zhao Sanyuan immediately leaned under the courtyard wall and changed the magazine of the horse-playing gun. Once the dog's kidneys were weak and the dog was not killed by the hand, he would feed him bullets directly.

"Tell me, what's going on? Especially for a scholar, why did you come to Qian's Mansion in the middle of the night? Isn't it because you are interested in seeing that woman's charm?"

Lu Jinhe felt ashamed for a while.

I thought that Brother Kang's brainstorming was too advanced, and he could figure out the big scene without paying attention.

The Sanyuan brothers are very talkative. Although they are caring, they always say nice things but not easy to say.

"How could that be possible? Even if I really had that intention, I wouldn't have a chance. When I came, I found that Qian Laishun and the deputy village chief's wife were both dead. Apart from them, none of the servants of the Qian Mansion survived."

Lu Jinhe briefly explained the blood feud between his family and the Japanese Onmyoji, and how to cooperate with Lao Kang to deal with Gou Shenxu.

Even though there was a dog-eating-dog scene in front of him, Zhao Sanyuan was still stunned for a moment.

Unexpectedly, Lu Jinhe turned out to be a strange person, and his ability was not low. He could even materialize the charm of revealing the meaning and directly feed it to Moro. It was outrageous.

Little did he know that his own inheritance from the Three Emperors Sect was even more outrageous.

It's just that in this attack and counter-attack, the opponent's power is not as powerful as expected, and each of them kills alone in case of a near miss.

Wait a minute.

Solo kill?

Zhao Sanyuan's eyes looked slightly unkind.

"Lao Kang, we agreed to have one inside and one outside. How come you have helpers? The one I faced outside was not counterattacked by the shikigami. He was so forced that Uncle Feng dumped me like a dynamite bag."

"I'm not going anywhere!" Lao Kang shed a sad tear from the corner of his eyes, with tear marks on his dark face. "Originally, I was kind-hearted and thought that the fuse of the explosive pack might not work well after it got wet. Who knows what I'm going to do with it?" After the match was lit, it burned so fast that I thought the dynamite package had turned into semen and I was addicted to cigarettes, so I rolled away quickly."

While he was talking, Gou Shenxu was riddled with holes by the shikigami he summoned himself.

But until this moment, he thought he was trapped in an illusion and couldn't extricate himself.

Lu Jinhe raised his head and looked at the sky, "It's almost dawn, and the explosion just now will definitely attract a crowd of villagers. What should we do?"

Fighting returns to the capital, killing returns to killing.

Only then did the brothers realize that they didn’t seem to have thought about how to end it.

Putting aside the numerous corpses of the Qian family, those of the two little devils must not be left at the scene.

In the words of the old commander, try your best to make death without evidence and give the illusion of evaporating from the world.

Just two explosions have already made the noise louder. It will be difficult for people to remain unaware.

Just when the brothers were worried.

Two heads popped out of the wall above.

"I've caught you, uncle. How can you run away after drinking halfway?"

"Let's go back and have a good drink!"

Old Beifeng.

Green hills are good.

When Zhao Sanyuan discovered that these two bandits were the leaders, his eyes suddenly lit up.

(End of this chapter)