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The man held a shovel and motioned her to lean aside, raised the shovel in his hand and poked at the seam of the coffin, bang, bang... After several bangs, he pried open one side of the coffin.

When he opened the lid of the coffin, the woman poked her head out and looked into the coffin. She screamed and the ax in her hand slammed down.

A man in his fifties, with quick hands and quick eyes, grabbed her hand, and the ax stopped three inches above Mingqi's head.

Ming Qi was sweating coldly under the mortal axe, sighing bitterly in his heart.

"You're crazy, he's not dead, and he's not a monster." The old man pushed the ax away from the woman's hand, threw it aside, and stretched out his hand to lift Ming Qi out of the coffin.

The woman covered her face, and the inscription was inscribed by the old man through the gap between her fingers.

Ming Qi also stared straight at her, the holes in her face looked terrifying on this ordinary face.

"It's ugly~"

The woman turned her head immediately, the disgust in her eyes grew stronger, and Ming felt quite helpless in her heart, if the old man hadn't saved her, and she was incapacitated at this moment, she would definitely kill her.

The old man sent Mingqi to the side room, an old bed was very tidy, Mingqi felt that sleeping on the bed could be so restrained for the first time, compared to a hard coffin, lying here, the pain of the wound was weaker Much smaller.

"Young man, can you still talk?" The old man asked with concern, holding a bowl of thick tea in his hand.

Ming Qi pointed to his throat, and the hole shook his head.

"Xiu'er, go prepare some herbs." The old man called out to the door.

Turning his head, he smiled again, "You won't die from such a heavy blow, your life is really great, I'll go get some herbs, you can sleep for a while."

After speaking, he exited the room and gently closed the door.

"How long has it been now? Has the lore killer passed the [-]-day deadline? No, I can't take any chances. The top priority is to recover from the injury and then think of a way to restore my cultivation. Otherwise, if he finds out, I will Must die!"

Ming Qi secretly calculated in his heart, he didn't ask 'Ming Qi' whether he could break through the seal in his body directly, Ming Qi still had to go on this escape route until the moment of life and death.

After a while, he fell asleep. For ordinary people, sleep can recover from injuries the fastest.

When a burst of severe pain came, Ming Qi opened his eyes, and the wounds all over his body were in pain. At a glance, his whole body was tightly wrapped in white linen, it seemed that even his face was the same.

Bursts of pain spread from the wound, which is unbearable pain for ordinary people, but in Ming Qi's eyes, there is only a little exhaustion that seems to be absent.

Gradually, in this severe pain, he fell asleep again.

The door was opened, and Na Xiu'er walked into the room, seeing Ming Qi laying down without pain or itching, who seemed to be in the right place, and said in surprise, "It's strange, I was going to use pain grass to fix him, why didn't he move?"

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"It's been fifteen days, and there is still no trace of him. Back then, I used the secret method given by the lord to seal all his means, but I let him escape without thinking. Now it has become a means for him to hide his aura!" The killer said indifferently. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"The fifteenth day is coming, you know what we two should do." As he spoke, a long sword in his hand stabbed at his face under the black robe without any hesitation, and the sharp sword aura was not false , he wants to kill himself!

At this moment, a black secret pattern fell from the sky, blocking his sword.

There was a wave in his voice, "This, this is?!"

He grasped the black secret pattern, comprehended it for a moment, and a flash of clarity flashed in his eyes, "God already knew everything, but not only did he not blame us, he ordered the two of us to hunt and kill Ming Qi with all our strength, there is no time limit!!"

In the midst of nothingness, the God himself sat watching all this, and said with a smile, "With your current strength, if you can't deal with the killer, then don't expect you to do something in the future.

However, those old men already know of his existence, and they will definitely send someone to kill him..."

A few days later, Ming Qi was finally able to get out of bed, but in order not to scare others, he was still tightly wrapped in sackcloth, only the flow out of the nostrils, eyes and mouth.

"Brother Si, look, how beautiful this flower is." Xiu'er held up a red flower and smiled, with a very innocent smile.

The man surnamed Si whom she called Brother Si looked at Xiu'er's good looks and said with a smile, "No matter how beautiful a flower is, it can't compare to Sister Mu Xiu."

"Really?" Mu Xiu blushed, presumably there was love between the two of them.

Ming Qi sat by the well, and from his broken throat issued an extremely hoarse but emotionless monster, "Mouth honey, love shallow."

The two of them obviously didn't hear it, the man surnamed Si pointed to Ming and said, "Sister Muxiu, who is this guy, he looks at the well every day, and he is wrapped in sackcloth all over his body."

Mu Xiu said with a look of disdain, "He is just ugly, looking at the well every day is either looking at himself, or he wants to commit suicide, go up the mountain."

When the man surnamed Si heard this, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, he looked at Ming with disdain, and immediately walked with Mu Xiu to the mountains and forests around the village.

Mingqi Wangjing was only looking at one thing, the power of law, but in any case, even though he had lost his cultivation base, even though he had already realized the power of water law, which was not weak, he still could only see a wave at this moment like an ordinary person.

Not a moment later, the old carpenter came back, put down the basket, just wiped the sweat from his forehead, Mingqi walked up to him and said, "Uncle, if you don't go to the mountains, you will probably have a grandson."

The old man was taken aback for a moment, his eyes immediately turned angry, and he ran towards the mountain with a piece of wood.

"Sister Muxiu."

The man surnamed Si stared at Mu Xiu tenderly, and held her in his arms. Mu Xiu was already married, because he had never been married in the village.

He slowly put his mouth on Mu Xiu's lips, Mu Xiu already knew something about men and women, and struggled, "Brother Si, you can't do this, wait, when we get married, then..."

Said here that the man surnamed Si had already gagged her mouth, searching for greed on the tip of his tongue, bursts of heat rose from Mu Xiu's body, as if to melt her.

The resistance gradually weakened, and the man surnamed Si gradually untied the heroine's sash with both hands, and gradually let out a low gasp.

"Xiuer!"

The two were on the boulder, and an old carpenter stood on the mountain road not far away, his eyes were extremely angry.

Mu Xiu'er was startled, her face immediately turned pale, she hurriedly buttoned up her clothes and walked to the old carpenter, she lowered her head, not daring to speak.

The man surnamed Si was full of embarrassment and guilt. He straightened his clothes and went down the mountain with the old carpenter.

Ming Qi sat on the wooden stake, his hands wrapped tightly in linen cloth were methodically cutting the wooden branch. This wooden branch was a vine with a vine stem, so tough that it would take three or five big men to tear it apart.

The old carpenter came back from the road in a panic, took Mu Xiu by his hand and walked directly into the hall.

The man surnamed Si followed behind, passed by Ming Qi, gave Ming Qi a hard look, followed in, and closed the door.

"Your Majesty!"

From outside the room, the old carpenter could still be heard shouting angrily.

"Uncle Mu Gen, we're getting married soon anyway, isn't this something embarrassing?"

"It's not a shameful thing? You know the rules of our village, women can only have intercourse on their wedding day. If it is passed on and removed, isn't it shameful?!"

"It's like this in the town outside, Uncle Mu Gen, are you too conservative?"

"You... If your father was not the most respected old hunter in the village, and he saved me many years ago, I must teach you a lesson today! Go back, before you get married, don't even think about coming to see Xiu'er again!"

The door opened again, and the man surnamed Si hurried away with a full face and glared at Ming again.

"It must be you bastard talking nonsense, causing Brother Si to ignore me." Mu Xiu'er ran out, picked up a piece of wood and smashed it at it, Ming picked up the wooden arrow he had just made in his hand, turned around and faced him. The center of the wooden block pierced a little, and the whole wooden block was broken directly. The arrow was extremely sharp, still emitting a cold light, and stopped within an inch of Mu Xiuer's neck.

She was so frightened that she dared not speak for a while.

"Tie Ming, Mo Nu, Mo Nu."

The old carpenter stepped forward to persuade him again and again, and a hint of amusement flashed in Ming's eyes, "Mu Xiu, your heart is not bad, but I may not kill you. Before doing it next time, you'd better consider how sure you are."

Speaking of which, the original sharpness in Mingqi's eyes immediately frightened her. This terrifying look was the only thing she had ever seen in her life.

Before she knew it, she wet her pants, put away the wooden arrow, and said without looking at the expression on the old carpenter's face, "What, this arrow might kill a midge?"

The old carpenter came back to his senses, and seeing Ming pick up the wooden arrow in his hand, he regained his composure, but was immediately shocked.

"This, this arrow!"

"The angle of the arrow is not bad, the undercut is just right, it's not thin, it's not thick, and the stem of the sword looks smooth, but there is a layer of roughness, and the roughness is extremely regular and delicate, as if carved out , as long as it stabs into the animal body, the damage caused is much stronger than the arrow itself, but against midges, it is still..."

Ming Qi randomly picked up a wooden bow. The arrow tail facing him didn't have a feather jacket, and it wasn't a dent that caught the string, but several turns of threads were laid on the arrow tail. On the slot, Ming Qi twisted the bowstring three full times, and the bowstring was completely stuck in the spiral slot. Ming Qi's arm had already started to tremble, and his fingers were not strong enough.

Ming Qi threw his bow back as hard as he could, and glanced at the big tree not far away through the arrow. Ming Qi loosened his finger, and only heard a bang. Countless small wooden thorns suddenly opened in the rotation, forming the sound of hollowing out with the rotation.

Compared with ordinary wooden bows, it is more than three times faster. The huge rotation force is the most powerful arrow. It is hundreds of meters away. The big tree is completely broken by one arrow. It is more suitable to be broken than to be broken. The twisting force formed by the violent rotation of the wooden thorn is extremely strong, and it is formed by twisting the string three times.

The old carpenter was horrified, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He hurried forward to pick up the arrow. The sword, which was as big as a baby's middle finger, was about twice as small, and all the thorns were broken when it collided with the tree.

"Such an arrow can definitely kill a midge!" He sighed.

Walking to the side of Dao Ming, he said, "You surpassed my lifetime wooden arrow skills in a few days, it's amazing!"

Ming Qi smiled and didn't say much.

On the second day, a man surnamed Si came to the door, and Ming Qi was still sitting on the wooden board cutting the vines. He gave Ming Qi a cold look, and shouted, "Uncle Mu Gen, I have something to discuss with you."

The old carpenter came out of the house, frowned, and said, "What's the matter?"

The man surnamed Si glanced at Ming and said, "Tomorrow is another hunting day in the village. A lot of people died last time, and the village is short of manpower, so I came to find Uncle Mu Gen and asked that Tie Ming to go with us. Anyway, it can help Carrying the dead body or something."

The old carpenter didn't understand his intentions, hesitation flickered in his eyes, and he said, "He's still seriously injured, I'm afraid he'll be tired if he goes..."

"I go."

Ming Qi put down the small iron knife, inserted the wooden arrow into Mu Dun, and walked forward.

A smile flashed in the eyes of the man surnamed Si, and he said repeatedly, "Okay, that's it, we will meet at the entrance of the village tomorrow."

After speaking, he drove away without waiting for the old carpenter to speak. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .