God Killer

"Is it really this person?" Haotian, who was always extremely exhausted, glanced at Nuchun who was kneeling on the ground, and asked lightly.

Nu Chun was in a trance, how familiar were these words and this scene?

Isn't it the scene that was staged in his room not long ago?

Nu Chun was in a daze and immediately said: "There is no doubt about it."

Haotian nodded, waved his hand, and a big stone fell in Nuchun's heart. The land gods had no intention of continuing to ask, so naturally Nuchun would not talk about Gao Yue's daughter.

Being in a high position, but blindly mutilating one's subordinates, that is definitely the brain damage among the brain damage. Although these slaves fight each other fiercely, they are still quite protective of those third-class officials. As long as the problem is not serious, they will help to cover it up. Everyone is just a poor person waiting to be slaughtered.

Nu Chun exited this rather simple-looking house, and let out a long sigh of relief.

The places where these land gods live are like dog kennels. They don’t decorate with gold or silver, don’t add decorations, don’t ask for tall gates, and don’t need any courtyard landscaping. A room with a square of ten steps and a bed are enough. , which makes Nu Chun always wonder if it is really fun to be a fairy.

Compared with Nuchun's residence, these gods are like beggars.

Nu Chun was thinking about one thing, so after reporting his affairs, he withdrew from the central area.

Every time when crossing the boundary that divides immortals, Nu Chun has various feelings in his heart, which are different every time. Every time he steps in, Nu Chun always hesitates, but every time he steps out Sometimes, Nuchun always achieves it overnight, quite smoothly.

After crossing this line, Nu Chun kept lowering his back a lot, and slightly raised his cheek facing the ground.The expression of the whole person also stretched, like a tired worker returning to his home.

After Nu Chun got into the sedan chair and urged the servants, the servants walked like flying and hurried on their way.

The servants all looked tense, wondering what kind of fairy order the land gods had, which made the master so anxious.

Nu Chun returned to the door of his room, gently opened the door, walked in with his robe in hand, closed the door slowly, held his breath, and looked towards the corner.

Unfortunately, the mosquito on the spider was still struggling, and there was no sign of the spider with a broken leg.

Nuchun couldn't help but get angry, stamped his feet and shouted: "Come here! Come here!"

There have been many servants guarding outside. Because of Nuchun's inconvenient body, he often needs ten people to take care of him alone. Because he bends like a bow, someone has to turn the door to help him carry the urinal when he urinates in the middle of the night. It's easy to pee on your face.

Ten servants that Nuchun was accustomed to rushed in at once, looking at the master who lost his temper tremblingly.

"Find me, find me, find him for me."

All the servants, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what the master is looking for.

At this time, Nu Chun seemed to have realized his gaffe, and after taking a breath, he said, "There is a spider, please find it for me. Remember, it is a spider missing two legs."

Nu Chun sat on the chair and hugged a pillow-shaped pillow in his arms. This pillow could support his abdomen and help his waist share the weight, which made him relax a lot.

Not long after, a servant found the dead spider from under the cabinet.

He held it in both hands and sent it to Nu Chun.

Nu Chun was very calm at this time, as if he had expected it, waved his hand, and the servant carefully put the spider in a box, and then quietly retreated.

The house became empty again, and the only living thing in the house that could accompany Nu Chun died, and next year, Nu Chun would die too.

Nu Chun cried with tears streaming down his face, sobbing silently, not knowing whether he was feeling sorry for his old friend or his own perishable life.

The next day, there was an extra spider on the spider. This spider was full of vitality, but it was missing two legs and could not climb high. It also regarded the spider as its own home.

Nu Chun began to throw a half-dead bug on the spider with a smile when the spider was not around.

As for who broke the two missing legs of this spider, why bother to think so much?Aren't people living to deceive others and then deceive themselves?

……

After confirming that Zheng Xian was in the city, Xuantian City became more and more open, and the guards at the city gate yawned lazily, looking sickly.

Especially under the afternoon sun, everyone seemed to be asleep, half-closed their eyes, the gates of the city were wide open, and the common people and fourth-class slaves came in and out without restraint.Only when some immortal came out of the city, did these soldiers cheer up and push open the two heavy gates.

Zhou Tian sat in front of the city gate, on the surface he was so lazy that he was about to fall asleep, and yawned constantly, but in his heart he was very energetic and kept beating the drums.

Although Zhou Tian gave the impression that he was a cruel and domineering guy, he considered himself a smart person, and the situation at the gate of the city these days was really abnormal.

Grandpa asked his subordinates to do chores every day, during the day and at night, and they complained a lot, and they didn't have the strength or energy to guard the city gate.

In the beginning, Zhou Tian had some complaints in his heart, but after several days in a row, Zhou Tian figured out some taste.

He Zhou Tian is just a small goalkeeper. It seems that he has a lot of responsibilities, but he is actually a low-level person. Naturally, no one tells him confidential things. Even if there are confidential things involving him, no one will wake up. he.

Zhou Tian was vaguely thinking that something would happen here at the city gate, but he didn't know what would happen, otherwise Zhou Tian really couldn't figure out why the grandparents would make them exhausted and listless.

Zhou Tian has never read a book, but he has heard a lot. Finding two girls, massage, listen to a book, and have a pot of tea is his greatest pastime. Although Xuantian City is not too big, only So four or five stories spread, but Zhou Tian still felt that he had learned a lot.

In the current situation, if Zhou Tian guessed correctly, it is a typical city gate delivery, but he really can't think of who the grandparents will send the city gate to, so Zhou Tian is always worried every day, for fear that there will be something He rushed out and killed him, and he didn't know why.

And those subordinates didn't have these worries at all, and they were all carefree like four or five-year-old children. Zhou Tian felt that this was the distress of smart people, and those stupid guys would never understand, and Zhou Tian He still can't tell his subordinates about these things, just like the grandparents can't tell him about things.

Zhou Tian was so troubled.

Zheng Xian was also worried.

Zheng Xian looked at the open gate, but never took a step closer, not even the slightest thought of being one kilometer closer to the gate.

Even Zhou Tian could see that this was sending the city gate, Zheng Xian couldn't see it for no reason, the people at the Land Gate looked down on Zheng Xian too much, maybe because he blatantly killed the old Zhang in the square, He made a big trick for himself, so the Land Sect regarded Zheng Xian as a stunned young man who had never experienced anything in the world.

It's not a good feeling to look at an open door and not be able to get out.You know, Zheng Xian is still worried about Zhou Jiaojiao in the mortal world, and it is definitely not Zheng Xian's wish to procrastinate here indefinitely.

Zheng Xian had already returned to the south of the city at this time. With the return of a large number of fourth-class slaves, the south of the city became noisy again. The more people there were, the easier it was for Zheng Xian to hide his aura. Compared with the area where officials live in the north of the city, the population base There are too few, which is why Zheng Xian did not choose to go to the area where the first-class slaves lived in the east of the city.

And, more importantly, the city gate is in the south of the city. If Zheng Xian wants to escape, this is undoubtedly the closest place to the way of life.

As for running away by the city wall, it's not that Zheng Xian never thought about it, but this idea arose several times and was suppressed by Zheng Xian several times. Zheng Xian felt that the Land Gate would never give Zheng Xian a gap as big as the city wall. There might be some mystery in it that Zheng Xian couldn't figure out.

Even if there were no murderous supernatural powers guarding the city wall, as long as Zheng Xian crossed the city wall, the alarm would be raised, and Zheng Xian couldn't stand it.

Outside of Xuantian City, it is really too open, with yellow sand everywhere and a raging mud river, there is not even a place to hide. When Zheng Xian thought that he would be followed and killed by a sect in the wilderness, he felt like leaving the city wall. , is definitely the rhythm of death.

Zheng Xian was currently hiding on a two-story building where a family used to store things. It was very difficult to see the city gate from here. There were seven or eight buildings scattered in the middle, and there was only a gap the size of a needle nose. to the city gate.

Zheng Xian chooses to look at the city gate here, so he probably won't be caught by others. After all, if he is Zheng Xian, the positions where he can observe the city gate carefully are definitely the positions he sent nails to stick to. Let's grab one by one.

After Zheng Xian took a few glances, he left the two-story building. Fortunately, he still had a mask on his face and walked in the city. As long as he didn't meet those soldiers who suddenly appeared to inquire about his identity, he would be fine. In fact, he knew that those soldiers appeared one street away, and when those soldiers found out bit by bit, Zheng Xian had already gone around to another block.

So this kind of hide-and-seek is no threat to Zheng Xian, but these are superficial, and the real power is something hidden in the dark. Seeing them, Zheng Xian could see that the real ghost babies were also looking for him.

But Mr. Zheng's power of vitality is hard to see through. After several attempts, Mr. Zheng has a good idea that even the real ghost baby who can see through the scrolls of retreating and hiding can't see through them, so Mr. Zheng is not afraid that these things will find him. It doesn't matter if you see them walking past swaggeringly, as long as you don't look at them.

This city is not a big threat to Zheng Xian, but staying in such a cage does not feel good.Zheng Xian didn't like this sense of restraint at all.

At this time, there was a noisy sound from a distance, and a group of urchins sang at the top of their voices: "The Taoist Shit is here, the Taoist Shit is here..."