half evil

Chapter 73

head!
whose head?
The human head, which had been soaked in the vinegar jar for an unknown period of time, was already swollen and hard to recognize.

Holding Aunt Zhang aside, Mo Shili and Ye Zhiqiu looked around the head for a long time without seeing a reason.

"Who is so wicked to put the head king in the jar of vinegar?"

"Isn't someone trying to provoke our soldiers?"

"Or is Second Brother Zhang an enemy?"

"Damn, damn it!"

"Hey, why don't you talk?"

"say something!"

"By the way, what's your name? I already said my name is Ye Zhiqiu. What's your name? I don't know how to introduce myself."

Ye Zhiqiu, who had a broken mouth, kept whispering in Mo Shili's ear, making Mo Shili want to give him a punch.

So annoying!

It’s like there is a fly, sorry, not one, but a bunch of flies around you, buzzing, buzzing, flying into your ears!

It seems to kill him!

I beat him to death, I don't know if Daddy can cover him?
"why do not you talk?"

"Why do you have weird eyes?"

"Are you thinking about something bad?"

"To shut up!"

Ye Zhiqiu was still talking, and Mo Shili let out a low voice.

Ye Zhiqiu was startled, and instinctively jumped back.

According to past experience, when other people said these two words to him, what followed was either fists or weapons.

But, not this time.

Under Ye Zhiqiu's unexpected and amazed gaze, Mo Shili stretched his hand towards the head, put two fingers on the swollen lips, and after a little force, the head's mouth was pried open.

Then, Mo Shili stretched his hand in.

Looking at this scene, Ye Zhiqiu felt a little disgusted for no reason.

Instinctively, I just wanted to say something.

However, a deeper instinct stopped him.

If you don't want to die, don't open your mouth!

Ye Zhiqiu followed his instinct!

Therefore, he was able to watch Mo Shili take out a somewhat broken note from the mouth of the head safely.

"Great!"

"How did you find out that this head has something in its mouth?"

"This observation is really careful, it's almost on par with the old left!"

"You don't know Lao Zuo yet, do you?"

"It's the guy I partnered with that night."

"Let me tell you, Lao Zuo is a good person, not only..."

Shut up!
Without you, I could have found out a few minutes earlier!
Mo Shili just slandered a few words, Ye Zhiqiu had already told the details of Lao Zuo, especially when describing Lao Zuo's sword skills, he was amazed again and again.

Mo Shili sighed and said straight.

"Call someone."

"what?"

"Oh oh oh!"

Ye Zhiqiu froze for a moment before realizing it.

Seeing the back of the other party walking out of the yard, Mo Shili began to miss Yang Yu inexplicably.

Sure enough, the quiet Yang Yu was the best partner.

Who can bear this kind of goods? !

Mo Shili began to be interested in that 'old left'.

What kind of person can bear to be with Ye Zhiqiu's crap like Ye Zhiqiu every day without killing him?
Whoosh!
Snapped!
Fireworks rise into the sky, bright scarlet.

Shining on the note in Mo Shili's hand.

Two words were clearly visible on the long-soaked note.

It says--

help me.

The handwriting is scribbled, but the brushwork is delicate.

"He has a foundation in calligraphy, but he is in a hurry!"

"Also, several teeth in the skull's mouth are broken, are they broken?"

Mo Shili looked at the note in his hand and then at the head on the ground. When he just reached in, he could clearly feel that several teeth were broken.

More, for the time being he couldn't see much.

There should be some other information on the head, but that is not something he can decipher.

Professional things are naturally left to professional people.

Therefore, when Mo Shili saw Dr. Feng Cixin, a smile appeared on his face naturally.

"Stop it, don't laugh!"

"When you smile, I think of you... that bastard!"

"The two of you are carved out of the same mold. It's no good if you smile!"

It's been less than a day.

When Dr. Feng saw Mo Shili, he thought of his [Xiaoyao Gourd].

Gourds are easy to make, but sand that rots the heart and bones is difficult to practice.

For so many years, the poison he had collected was only one and a half gourds refined.

If you can save time on weekdays, you will save money.

But in the end, he was taken away by that bastard Wu Lao Qi.

I want to cry!

"Uncle Feng, my nephew greets you."

Mo Shili licked his face and leaned over.

"do not!"

"You are my uncle!"

"Hearing you call uncle makes me tremble at the root!"

Dr. Feng stared and said angrily.

Mo Shili didn't care.

As soon as we met, I picked up the bottom of the box, what happened to being said a few words?
Don't just say a few words.

What's the harm in scolding a few words?
[Happy Gourd] But it's in his hands.

Mo Shili said with a smile after receiving real benefits.

"Uncle Feng, how can you?"

"Nephew, a late-school junior, has to rely on you to get old in everything."

"No, something happened again, and I have to invite you here."

Ye Zhiqiu on the side listened, and subconsciously wanted to say, 'I told you to invite Dr. Feng', but before he could say anything, Mo Shili gave him a glaring look.

Immediately, Ye Zhiqiu didn't dare to say a word, and walked aside with his lips pursed.

That look is a bit scary!

Why does it look a bit like Master Seven?

wrong!

Not only the eyes, but also when they smile!

Ye Zhiqiu, who was a little scared at first, suddenly became excited.

His gossip soul began to burn.

However, before he could ask more, he was carried back with one hand.

"Hey, old Zuo, are you here?"

"Let me tell you, I found out..."

"If you want to die, keep talking."

Ye Zhiqiu just started talking, and Lao Zuo interrupted him coldly.

At the same time, Lao Zuo looked at the people coming from a distance.

Wu Laoqi.

With a face as heavy as water, Wu Laoqi led a team of soldiers.

Anyone can see that Wu Laoqi is very unhappy at this time.

If you want to die, you can hit it.

Although Ye Zhiqiu doesn't like to use his brain very much, he likes to inquire and talk nonsense, but he is definitely not a fool. On the contrary, he is quite smart.

So, he shut up.

He doesn't want to die.

Wu Laoqi nodded at Mo Shili, a smile appeared on his face, but he restrained himself immediately.

Zhang Laoer has been dead for a few days now?
Someone dares to come to his wife to make trouble?

Is it because he has been too pleasant lately?
So that some bastards think they can push their noses on their faces?

"Old Feng?"

"The head was chopped off with a hatchet, an ax or other murder weapon. The person who wielded the murder weapon was weak and unskilled in martial arts. After several chops, the head was chopped off, but the strange thing is that the deceased did not resist!

When the deceased was alive, the murderer allowed the murderer to chop off his head with one axe after another.

His teeth were all broken, but he didn't move a single bit, allowing the murderer to kill him. "

Dr. Feng told him what he got.

"Go and find out where the vinegar comes from!"

Wu Laoqi gave instructions to the soldiers behind him.

"Yes, chief."

A group of soldiers immediately dispersed.

"Old Zuo, take Xiaoye to guard the entrance of the square."

Wu Laoqi ordered again.

"Yes, chief."

After clasping his fists, Old Zuo pulled Ye Zhiqiu away.

Immediately, there were only our own people left in the courtyard.

Wu Laoqi winked at Dr. Feng.

Dr. Feng immediately went to Mrs. Zhang, asked and comforted her in a low voice.

And it wasn't until this time that Wu Laoqi pulled Mo Shili aside, and said in a voice that only two people could hear clearly——

"'Ape Demon' Fang Hong, I couldn't find it!"

　PS Feilong seeks to follow up~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)