I have a volume of human scriptures

Chapter 83 Waiting for the rabbit, please enter the urn

Zhou Xiaorui is dead.

The flowery age is forever frozen in the cold snowy night.

This small village girl who just wanted to go to the city to earn some money to share some pressure for her mother was tricked into going in from Defang, and because she swore to die, she was killed by Zhu Ke and other black water gangs to make an example to others.

He was tortured from life to death.

Did she do something wrong?

not at all.

It wasn't her who was wrong, it was Zhu Ke, Congdefang, and the Heishui Gang.

But today, the right man lay frozen and stiff in the snow.

The people who were obviously wrong, but they were drinking and laughing in the high wall hall.

Is that right?

This is not right.

How about that?

——The dead cannot be brought back to life, but the alive can die.

The second leader of the Blackwater Gang, and the members of the Blackwater Gang, have another reason to die.

After the carousel was over, the smoky gray characters representing Zhou Xiaorui's last wish appeared at the beginning of the scriptures.

【Bapin Fanyuan】

【Unsolvable Enmity】

【Time limit: [-] days】

【There is a reward after everything is done】

Yu Chen put away the human scriptures, picked up Zhou Xiaorui's body, wrapped it in a straw mat, and put it under the wall by the side of the road.

Only then did he push open the thick and cold purple-black door and walk in.

Because the tall and thin man and the short and fat man had just come out and did not put down the door bolt, so when entering Congde Fang, Yu Chen didn't waste a bit of effort.

From Defang, it was probably because the second master Zhu Ke finally came to the last time, so even though it was late at night, the continuous attic was brightly lit, and the sound of laughing and cursing and the clashing of cups and cups could be heard from time to time.

It’s not lively.

Yu Chen walked towards the central attic along the path in the yard.

I didn't encounter any patrols or obstructions along the way, and it was like a trap unimpeded.

From Defang, lobby.

Bright lights.

On the high seat with the tiger's head, a strong man who looked to be in his fifties was sitting upright, wearing a dark red fur coat, with his legs crossed.

On his face, the lines are square and cold, like a carved stone statue, without anger and majesty.

What is even more striking is that on the tiger-headed stone chair where he was sitting, a black nine-ringed broadsword leaned quietly, the cold light was faint and breathtaking.

Beside him, a middle-aged man in Taoist robes closed his eyes, completely unmoved by the delicacies on the table.

Zhu Ke on the tiger head stone chair looked at the happy Heishui Gang members below with no expression on his face.

It's different from these guys who are drunk now and drunk.

Zhu Ke knows more.

Rather than saying that tonight is a feast in Congdefang, it is better to say that it is a Hongmen banquet for head-picking ghosts.

Previously, after Ji Laoliu and Tie Tianshun encountered accidents one after another, the entire Heishui Gang was shaken and panicked.

Except for the big master Li Canghai, the remaining three masters all returned to the headquarters, and gathered countless gangs, ready to fight.

He wanted to wait for the backbone Li Canghai to return from Zhoucheng before making a decision.

But what they didn't expect was that Wangqi Division came suddenly and told them a plan.

A plan to sit on the sidelines and invite the king into the urn.

The three masters frowned when they heard this, but they couldn't refuse.

Only then did they return to their respective industries, waiting for the ghost to come.

So Zhu Ke knows very well that tonight, he and the hundreds of black water gangs under him are all bait!
This made Zhu Ke, who likes to have everything in his hands, quite uncomfortable.

But no matter how annoyed he may be, it's impossible for him to lose his temper with the gas watcher.

So, Zhou Xiaorui, who was disobedient just now, unfortunately became a target.

"The head of the house? Why don't you drink it?" Suddenly, a drunken gang member raised his glass to Zhu Ke, "I toast the head of the house!"

After all, he drank it all in one gulp, his face flushed, and he began to untie his belt, "I'll make it easier..."

As he spoke, he staggered towards the door.

Zhu Ke ignored him, sitting on the high seat, his whole body tensed, his fingers unconsciously put on the handle of the nine-ringed black knife.

But as soon as the drunk gang members pushed open the door, the howling wind and snow rushed in, like a roaring beast, which made many members of the Blackwater gang shudder up and down!
Blizzard, freezing people!
But the gang who opened the door held the door with both hands, neither going out nor coming in, just leaning there stiffly.

"Ma San'er, what the hell are you doing? Isn't it cold at night?"

"Could it be that he was drunk and fell asleep leaning against the door? How stupid!"

"Ma San'er, go to the children's table if you can't drink! If you can't, go back to your mother for milk!"

"..."

Under the cold wind, my heart was frozen.

However, this Ma San'er didn't close the door quickly, and leaned on the spot like an idiot.

Naturally, many quacks were unwilling and scolded one after another.

Only Zhu Ke and the middle-aged man in Taoist robes frowned slightly.

Amidst the curses of all the quacks, Ma San'er still didn't respond at all.

It wasn't until after a few breaths that I fell straight to the back!
boom!
He fell heavily to the ground!

The round head, gurgling, rolled back and rolled to the center of the lobby.

Two eyeballs, staring round, staring at everyone.

It makes people feel cold!

At the same time, the headless corpse trembled a few times like a prawn that had been stripped of its thread, and hot bright red sprayed out from its neck, spreading on the ground.

The cold head, the hot blood, the raging cold wind.

The combination of several things is like a basin of cold water pouring down, pouring down on many gangsters of the Black Water Gang from beginning to end!
Instantly, no drunkenness at all!
Looking at the dead body of Ma San'er, I panicked!

A face-to-face is only a face-to-face that opens the door!
Many quacks didn't even hear Na San'er's scream, and he was gone!
Immediately afterwards, in the darkness covered with wind and snow, a figure with a grimace in black stepped on Ma San'er's body and walked in step by step.

At that moment, the entire lobby fell into deathly silence!

You can smell the needles falling!

Then, there was an endless wave of shouts!
Grimace in black!

Decapitated ghost!
At the same time, Zhu Ke took a deep breath and looked at the middle-aged man in Taoist robes.

"Master Li, the fish has taken the bait."

The middle-aged man in Taoist robe finally raised his head, looked at the head-picking ghost below, and nodded slightly.

Then take out a firework-shaped thing, and pull the lead!
boom!
The smell of gunpowder filled the air, and in the white smoke, the flames soared into the sky, shattered the roof, rushed into the sky, and burst into brilliant light.

"Zhu Dangjia, our task is to stop the deputy chief before he arrives."

Zhu Ke nodded, looked at the many black water gang members with grim faces, and took a deep breath.

"Brothers, kill this guy who is neither human nor ghost!"

At that moment, the shouts of killing shook the sky!
"kill him!"

"This guy killed my countless brothers from the Blackwater Gang!"

"Skin him! Twist him!"

"..."

The spirit of drinking is surging, and the crowd is excited!
If it was normal, these members of the Blackwater Gang might still be afraid of the notorious head-picking ghost.

But at this moment, with strong wine to strengthen one's courage, and a large number of people, what is there to be afraid of? !

For a moment, the shining weapons were pulled out, and many members of the Black Water Gang stared, blushed, and stalked their necks!

Swarm up!

(End of this chapter)