Wei Shu

Chapter 23
"Let's go, Old Tu, it's been delayed for quite a while, Master Lingjia may have to wait in a hurry."

Cullen held the girl tightly with one hand, and put the broad-backed long knife back into its sheath with the other, as if he really wanted to go back to work immediately.

The boy cried again.

Just now, Lao Tu pinched his chin, and he was speechless, but at this time the other party let go of his hand, the child only knew to be afraid, so he burst into tears, crying "Mother—father—"

In his little heart, as long as his parents are by his side, this murderous person will not dare to bully him and his sister.

Old Tu seemed to be irritated by the crying.

That stern call made him look cold for some reason, and his eyes were fixed on the crying boy like hooks.

"Mu Na Hei Tai shouldn't be so noisy." After a while, he said coldly: "Masters are too kind to these dirty things. These little bastards have already forgotten Mu Na Hei Tai's duty."

"Yes, yes, Mu Naheitai is much more obedient than these Song dogs outside." Cullen nodded perfunctorily.

Old Tu stared at the boy for a while, then licked his lips suddenly, with a strange smile on his face: "Kulen, do you want to see melon petals falling?"

Cullen was stunned for a moment, and immediately knew what he was going to do. He shook his head, looking a little helpless. After thinking for a while, he brought the little girl upside down in his hands to him.

The little girl was still staring blankly, her black and white eyes were dim, and the tears on her face had dried up.

Cullen sighed, raised his voice and said to Old Tu: "Then hurry up, I'm afraid this one will be frightened too, let's finish the business early."

As he said that, he looked up at the sky again, and muttered: "It's such a horrible weather, I really want to go home and enjoy the fire."

After saying this, he smiled at the girl again, showing his yellowed teeth, and said in a soft voice as much as possible:

"You are really lucky. Master Lingjia has taken a fancy to you. When I dedicate you to his old man, I will get a lot of rewards. I will give half a bag of grain to your parents. From now on, you will stay in Lingjia Are you happy to serve the old man by your side?"

The girl was still dumbfounded, her eyes didn't move, her hands and feet drooped limply, like an idiot.

The smile on Cullen's face faded quickly, and he lifted the girl in front of his eyes and turned it upside down to inspect it, muttering in his mouth: "Don't be stupid, don't be stupid..."

At this time, Lao Tu's arms were raised high, and his narrowed eyes aimed at the hard ground.

"Mu Na Hei Tai should know how to be quiet."

He said to the boy, his tone serious and solemn.

At that moment, the corners of his lips, which he tried to keep flat, had no curvature, but there was a trace of uncontrollable excitement in the depths of his eyes.

The boy was crying so hard that he could only choke like a cat, but he was still kicking his little feet with all his might, as if he had a premonition of his impending fate.

The rain was pouring down, and the small cry was drowned out by the strong wind.

"puff!"

Amidst the muffled sound, blood spurted out suddenly.

Under the leaky eaves, the headless corpse stood upright, a head rolled to the ground with a "gululu" on the ground, the back of the head was mostly shaved with pigtails, and when it turned its face, it was a pair of wide-open eyes.

At this moment, there was still a strange excitement in those eyes, but soon, the wide eyeballs dimmed, and the bloody jaw opened in vain, as if to speak, but no sound came out.

The heavy rain poured down, and the icy air froze all the expressions of the head. The bare head rolled a few times with the force of the landing, and was caught in a tattered bamboo basket.

From a distance, it looks like a melon rolled in the bamboo basket.

"Boom", until then, the headless corpse was thrown straight on the ground, thick blood splashed out of the empty cavity, the blood mixed with mud, and was washed away by the heavy rain after a short while.

The courtyard was deathly silent.

After a few breaths, Cullen let out a shrill howl like a wolf.

He dropped the girl and flew towards her, and picked up the big head on the ground, his eyes tearing open.

At this moment, he didn't notice that there was no sound of the girl falling to the ground behind him, just like the boy who was thrown away by Lao Tu's body, just fell smoothly under the eaves, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep, It seemed that the storm was also taking care of the young couple, even though they were in danger, they were safe and sound.

"Who is it!" Cullen's eyes were bloodshot and his expression was ferocious. One hand was quickly stretched to the back of the waist, tightly holding the handle of the knife, and shouted:

"I am Harqin..."

His voice froze suddenly, as if someone had strangled his throat.

In the next breath, the blood surged into the air again, pouring down together with the heavy rain.

Cullen's two eyeballs protruded, and when he let go of his hand, the heavy head in his arms rolled back to the ground, while Cullen maintained a posture of reaching behind with one hand and embracing the other, and slowly sat down on the ground, with blood gushing from his throat. flowing.

He just sat there stiffly, his face turning gray little by little until he lost all vitality.

There was no sound in the yard, except for the heavy rain.

Standing behind the window, Wei Shu looked at the two corpses in the courtyard, then raised her eyes to a place behind the courtyard wall, and suddenly sighed.

The rain was like a heavy curtain, and it should have been continuous, but before a few breaths, when Lao Tu raised the boy high, the transparent curtain was torn apart soundlessly.

That line of breach had a graceful arc, and there seemed to be starlight scattered in a trance, and when it went back and forth, Lao Tu's head and body were separated.

After that, Wei Shu had no choice but to throw out the wooden splinter he held in his hand in advance, and shot it through Cullen's throat.

This is what she just cut out.

That blow used dark energy, the wood pierced through the throat, and immediately shattered into slag, mixed in the debris on the ground, it was difficult to be found.

Taking a few steps back from the window, Wei Shu held her breath, sensing the aura of the young couple under the eaves.

Fortunately, the little dolls were not injured, and now they are just lethargic.

Sighing again, she turned back to the back room and opened a secret door in the corner.

"You're slow."

Voices and wind and rain came from outside the door, and Wei Shu seemed to hear the wailing of the drake being trampled on its neck.

She raised her head, but her eyes did not turn to the thin figure leaning against the corner of the wall, but stared at the arc of light surrounding the figure.

The sharp whistling sound followed the arc light, circling endlessly, and the rain curtain was repeatedly cut and closed. If you don't look carefully, you will feel that there is a long and thin hole in the rain.

"Yue One Zero Three, why are you here?"

When Wei Shu mentioned this awkward and weird name, Wei Shu was both amused and a little bit shocked.The former was because she herself was amused by the absurdity of the name, and the latter was because Akis was shocked to meet her old friend for two consecutive days.

(End of this chapter)