Good evening, Lord Hades

"Ah --"

The representative of Chinese class screamed and showed his face full of pain.

After all, her little white hand had been penetrated by the silver needles from the shooting, and it was swollen like a bun.

"Who? Who is it? Come out of here The representative of Chinese class shouts at the top of his voice.

The curtain, shaking slightly, seems to have someone to get up from the outside.

Huang Mengxia also responded and immediately drank coldly: "who is there?"

The man did not answer, but came slowly towards us.

It was a little heavy footsteps and strong smell of dry smoke, others do not know, but I am very familiar with it.

My hanging heart, at the moment, is a little bit down.

That person's silence, let Huang Mengxia and Chinese class representative's heart is very uneasy.

They exchanged a look, picked up a glass bottle nearby and smashed it.

But I don't know why, the glass bottle just disappeared out of thin air, and there was no sound at all.

The atmosphere became more and more strange.

Huang Mengxia and they are more and more flustered.

"If you have the ability, you should report it! What kind of hero is hiding and pretending to be a ghost? " Huang Mengxia cheered coldly.

This time, the man in the dark finally spoke.

"For people like you, if you want to pay attention to heroes, it's too flattering of you!"

After that, the man came to a place not far away from us from the dark, revealing his true colors.

Thin, with a white beard and a pipe in his mouth, his eyes are quite rebellious. Who is my old and unruly master?

Perhaps I didn't expect that the visitor would be an old man over 50 years old. Huang Mengxia's nervous look gradually relaxed and unconsciously showed a scornful sneer.

"Don't you think you've lived too long, old man? Get out of the way, or I'll be rude to you

The master took a puff of dry tobacco, spit out a big ring, and then turned his ear, pretending to be deaf.

"What did you say? Speak up, I can't hear you

Huang Mengxia's sarcasm is like hitting cotton, which has no effect at all.

It made her look a little embarrassed.

"Old man, I'll say it for the last time. If you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for being cruel!"

As if she hadn't heard it, the master knocked the pipe on the dresser next to him, poured out the excess ash, took out a dry cigarette from his pocket, put it on the pipe, rekindled it and started to smoke.

Huang Mengxia felt that she had been ignored, and she was more and more upset.

She put her hand into her pocket, took something out of it, raised her hand and threw it at the master.

The master frowned slightly, and remained silent.

It was not until the thing Huang Mengxia threw flew in front of him that he opened his mouth and spat a big ring of smoke at it.

Then he saw the thing fall down from the air, and it was motionless at master's feet.

Out of curiosity, I fixed my eyes on the thing and found that it was a flying worm.

It's conceivable that if you met someone who was not a master, but someone who was not good at Taoism, you might have been dragged to hell by Huang Mengxia.

It's really close!

The attack failed, and Huang Mengxia's whole face was almost green.

"Who on earth are you? You can easily kill my worm. I think you're not an ordinary minion. If that's the case, I'll give you my name, or I'll be convinced to lose! "

Master took a puff of dry smoke, slowly raised his head and looked at Huang Mengxia.

"Little one? If we Chen family are all small people, no one in the whole metaphysical circle dares to call ourselves big people! "

As soon as these words came out, Huang Mengxia was as stunned as a lightning strike.

"What do you mean, you... You're from the Chen family? But the Chen family is dead except Liang Shiqi. How can you... "

Hearing the word "death", master's face changed a little.

It is a kind of gloomy like ink, as if containing thousands of emotions, people can never forget it.

"Yes, as you know, I should be dead. It's a pity that God has eyes and let me live to this day! "

Although the master's tone is still calm, I know that he must be suffering like a flood in his heart at the moment.

After all, it was dozens of lives of the Chen family. How could he easily forget it?

"No, it's impossible! How fierce is the worm raised by my mother? How can you escape from her? You must be lying to me, you must be lying to me! " Huang Mengxia still doesn't believe it.

The master took another puff of dry smoke, sighed, and said earnestly, "I also hope I didn't escape that year, so I don't have to bear such a deep blood feud. But God didn't want me to go out on the days when your grandmother went to the Chen family to kill her. By the time I get back, the Chen family will be covered with dead bodies! "

It's hard for Huang Mengxia to believe it or not.

She looked at her master and subconsciously stepped back with fear in her eyes.

"You... What are you here for today? What happened in those years was done by my aunt. It has nothing to do with me. You... Even if you want to revenge, you should go to my aunt. What are you doing here? "

Instead of answering her, Shifu took out a bag of powder and threw it to me.

"Give them some clothes. These worms will die in half an hour!"

I didn't dare to delay. I poured the powder into Ma Dongdong's mouth one by one.

It's also strange to say that after contacting the powder, the worms actually seem to be crazy and wriggle more happily than before.

This... Is master's medicine ineffective, or does Master's medicine have the opposite effect?

I opened my eyes and wanted to ask my master, but at this moment, the originally exuberant insects slowly stopped wriggling, and slowly disintegrated into ashes, scattered everywhere.

Seeing this scene, Huang Mengxia was confused.

"This... This is impossible! I have carefully cultivated these insects. They are not afraid of glutinous rice. How can they be afraid of such a small bag of powder? Say it! What kind of magic did you use

The master glanced at her with a look of disdain.

"Girl, if you are ugly, you should read more books! You think your magic is invincible, but in fact, there are many things in the world that are more powerful than your magic! At best, you and your mother can only be regarded as frogs in the bottom of the well. They don't know how big the world is outside! "

"No! My grandmother's hand down skill is the most powerful! Otherwise, how could that woman come to my aunt to help revive Chiyou? "