Remarried prosperous concubine

Chapter 671
"Brother Zhang Kui, don't run away. Today, I'm here specially to take you down to be my companion!" Wang Hu shouted while chasing him.

Zhang Kui gritted his teeth and kept running. Without turning his head, he could feel that Wang Hu was chasing closely behind him. As long as he stopped, there would be no way out for him today. So he had no choice but to run.

Time passed bit by bit, and Zhang Kui's strength also disappeared bit by bit, but the Wang Hu who was chasing him was not human after all, and he didn't slow down at all. The more Zhang Kui ran, the more frightened he was in his heart. Son, does he have no way out except to die?

Zhang Kui gritted his teeth. Today, he has no choice but to hold on. Ghosts are the most afraid of light. As long as he stays until dawn today, after dawn, he will go to the temple to ask for ten or eight talismans and come back. , when the time comes, I'm still afraid of him being a ghost!

Wang Hu seemed to sense what he meant, and sneered: "After playing for so long, I'm not interested anymore, let's end here!"

Before Zhang Kui understood the meaning of Wang Hu's words, he felt a gust of cool wind blowing by his ears, and a gust of extremely cold air pressed against his neck with force.

It's a hand, a cold, lifeless hand!
Wang Hu's blue smiling face suddenly appeared in front of him, with a ferocious and hearty smile.

"No..." Zhang Kui let out a scream. It was not easy for a poor boy to achieve today's achievements. He was about to die before he had time to enjoy it. Thinking of the wife and children at home, I didn't think about whether they were really dead or what happened. If Zhang Kui's family knew that they were greedy, this originally honest man would become such a cold-blooded, ruthless, selfish man , even if he didn't have half the sincerity towards her as a wife, I don't know if he would regret what he did that day.

After all, Zhang Kui was afraid of death. He felt the cold hand tightening on his neck. The cold feeling made him faint from fright.

The blue-faced Wang Hu looked at his subordinate Zhang Kui who had fainted like a dead pig, covered his nose, and snorted contemptuously: "You idiot!" He was so scared that he peed his pants.

The man carried Zhang Kui, who looked like a dead pig, into a courtyard, while Feng Yang and Wu Shan were enjoying tea, seeing Wang Hu enter, Feng Yang nodded faintly: "Black fox, you have worked hard. !"

The black fox stretched out his hand to uncover the disguise on his face, and nodded respectfully: "Master, you are serious."

Feng Yang glanced at the fainted Zhang Kui, and waved his hands: "You should rest first!"

When the black fox retreated, he and Wu Shan stood up and walked in front of Zhang Kui together. Feng Yang was very patient, but today he didn't have the slightest patience when facing such a creature, so he directly ordered Wu Shan: "Give him an ice bath!"

Wu Shan frightened his hands, and two men in black brought a wooden bucket full of ice cubes over, and threw Zhang Kui down neatly.

The bone-piercing cold woke up Zhang Kui who had passed out, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Feng Yang's eyes that were so cold that there was no warmth at all: "How does it feel to be chased by a ghost?"

Zhang Kui narrowly escaped death, his mind was blank at this moment, he just shook his head subconsciously, his upper and lower teeth were shaking from time to time, knocking together, I don't know if it was because of the cold of the ice water, or because of the fear in his heart, he shook his head. She pursed her lips: "It's you... who made a... ghost?"

Feng Yang didn't hide the slightest bit, and nodded straightforwardly: "Master, I'm bored, I'm looking for some fun!" In his demeanor, he completely regarded Zhang Kui's life as nothing. The ruthlessness and ruthlessness that only a good person would have, that is the real ruthlessness, the ruthlessness that comes from the bones, not the ruthlessness that he produced because of evil thoughts like this.

Looking at Feng Yang like this, Zhang Kui felt cold inside, even colder than the cold on his body. He wanted to escape, but the bone-chilling cold of the icy water made his whole body frozen stiff, and he had no strength left.

"Are you afraid?" Feng Yang asked lightly, holding a steaming teacup in his hand: "Are you cold?"

Zhang Kui looked at the hot air greedily, and wished he could stretch out his hand to warm him up. He was cold, so cold, so cold, but he dared not, and couldn't do it, because he felt the warmth in his body. His blood was almost frozen to a freeze.

He was afraid, very afraid, but he knew that he was invited here in this way, and he was afraid that the matter would not be too small, so he slapped his face to pretend to be fat, shaking his teeth: "Don't be afraid... Master is a man, don't be afraid ...not cold either!"

Feng Yang actually laughed in a good mood, but the laughter was cold and cold: "Master, I like hard-boned guys. Last time, I just wanted to get a piece of human skin. Who knows that I didn't get what I wanted in the end, but today Hey, I see your bones are quite hard, and I have no interest in making human skin paper, but recently I want to look like a rotten bone."

He kindly introduced the method of live carrion: "You know live carrion! It is said that live carrion uses ice water to freeze human blood, and then cuts off the human flesh one by one, and finally only remains Bones, because the blood has been frozen, when only the bones are left, people are still alive, but when the flesh on the face is cut, the rotten bones will become, and this person will become a living rotten bone."

"It's said that if you bury such a living rotting bone in your own cemetery, your offspring will prosper and prosper. I'm going to give it a try today." Seeing the despair in Zhang Kui's eyes, he was actually kind. She smiled and said, "Don't worry, your blood is frozen and you won't feel any pain. From now on, you can stay in the cemetery at Grandpa's house and pray for Grandpa!"

Zhang Kui originally thought that the brave and the timid would be starved to death these years, but for this matter today, no matter what the two asked, as long as he refused to admit it, he would be able to walk out alive, endure it, endure it It was over, but judging by Feng Yang's expression, what he said just now was not a joke at all.

Wu Shan walked around the wooden bucket: "Master, it seems that the ice cubes are not enough, let's add more!"

Feng Yang nodded, then paused again: "Today, do you want to try?"

(End of this chapter)