Kung Fu Soldier King

Disaster Dou stared with two big eyes and squatted at Qian Duoduo's feet. He seemed to be a little shocked by the metamorphosis of the ghost general.

Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief and then turned to think, this is the mastiff Park. Isn't it easy to catch the black dog?

The ghost will stand in place and be hard to move. He will be tied with the gold rope soaked in black dog's blood, and the fat man will pull hard with Yue Wuyou.

Both of them had their feet in front and their bodies back. But the feet are one after another, so that even if the rope suddenly breaks, it won't fall and be eaten by a dog.

Sure enough, I have experience!

Mao Xiaolong cheered up and Lei Jue suddenly changed. In the sound of his mantra, his left hand became his master's mantra and his right hand became Lingguan's mantra.

Stepping on the Tiangang Beidou step and spitting out the truth, with the five thunder Dharma becoming stronger and stronger, there were lightning and thunder in the field, wind and clouds, and the small mastiff garden was shrouded in wind and rain.

The thunderbolt kept falling, and the ghost general howled miserably, and the black gas on him became less and less.

His face, which was always invisible in the past, is gradually showing up now. Not old, about thirty, a little sick handsome.

However, his hair was messy and his whole body twitched while smoking. It was like a ghost's upper body. People didn't want to appreciate his original appearance.

Finally, the thunder struck the ghost general, and there was no black gas coming out except that he shivered. Mao Xiaolong could not support it, and the thunder array formed by the five thunder positive method was completely dispersed.

When the wind stopped and the clouds stopped, everything returned to the sunny day.

Mao Xiaolong fell straight down, out of breath and fainted.

After Xiao Yan pricked his Tanzhong acupoint with a Heavenly Master's needle, his blood gas flowed back and forcibly saved him and woke up. But I had no strength, so I leaned against the stone and smiled.

Yes, he became famous in the first World War.

Yue Wuyou and the fat man are still pulling the rope, but the ghost in the rope is gone. Stand there quietly. If I hadn't opened my eyes, I would have thought he was dead.

The others didn't catch up, but Xiao Yan saran went. He smiled and said, "I heard that there was an ancient magic way during the Republic of China, which specializes in cooking babies and practicing martial arts. Are you an ancient devil like you?"

He deliberately stimulated him to see if he had any conscience. If not, kill it.

The ghost general shook his head, raised his godless eyes and said with difficulty, "I am one of the eight priests of the corpse carrying clan. Cultivating with corpse Qi is the custom of our corpse carrying clan priests. I have never killed a child unless the corpse God punishes me."

He said that the corpse God punishment should be when he lost his mind. But there were a few questions, and Xiao Yan continued to ask patiently.

"Aren't you a hundred corpse clan? Why have you become a corpse carrying clan again?"

"We are not a hundred corpse clan at all. This is a misnomer from the outside world. Our ancestors valued love and righteousness. They were unwilling to leave their relatives after they died, so they carried them on their backs in bamboo baskets. In the eyes of outsiders, this custom is unimaginable and rebellious. Therefore, they rejected us. We can only hide in a remote place and live an isolated life..."

Xiao Yan basically understood the name. They went to work with the corpse on their back, worked and lived with the corpse on their back, married and had children with the corpse on their back.

Let me go. No wonder it's called the corpse carrying clan. After spreading for many years, the name was so incredible that people didn't want to believe it, so they changed it to hundreds of corpse families.

Without worrying about it, he continued to ask, "what do you mean by the corpse God?"

"Our family, like other families, has the custom of worshipping and worshipping gods. But the God residence we worship is the corpse God, not the God of fire and the God of heaven. The corpse gods we worship are the empress, Ying Gou, Hanyu and generals."

Xiao Yan was stunned. These are the ancestors of the four zombies. There are people in the world who worship these.

"Where do your people usually live? Is this convenient?" Xiao Yan didn't want to ask him, because he wasn't very interested in it, but felt that this culture was somewhat strange.

"We originated from the ancient battlefield in the southwest and usually lived in the cemetery. Before I left, my people lived in the corpse forest. I have forgotten the way home!" a burst of sadness and regret appeared on the ghost general's face.

Xiao Yan guessed that there was a story in it and asked, "why did you leave the clan? It's reasonable that your corpse carrying clan should never contact other people."

"Yes, because of our special habits, outsiders can't accept it. And our ancestors also have a legacy that forbids us to enter the world. But I can't stand the temptation. I fell in love with a hunting girl. For this reason, I escaped from the corpse forest and killed two priests to track me. When I realized my regret, it was too late. The corpse God began to punish me, and I couldn't help without the help of the great priest Self control, doing a lot of wrong things... "

The story of ghost general is not touching, but it is also very touching.

It was the hunting girl who saved him from the tiger. Later, when he ran away. Forced by two great priests, the hunting girl committed suicide. He moved the Nu people and killed them crazy.

All these years, he went into hiding until he came to the mastiff Park.

He stayed here after he found that Ba ruthless's golden thread tied with the corpse rope could restrain him.

Over the years, he has done a lot of things for Ba ruthless, both good and bad. He is self indulgent. Hide yourself like an ostrich and don't want to face the reality.

"Untie!" Xiao Yan shouted. Yue Wuyou was stunned with the fat man, but he did it according to his words.

The ghost crawled on the ground and couldn't stand steadily. It was no longer as arrogant as before.

In the distance, Ba ruthlessly rushed up and glared angrily with the remaining two people. He also pulled two vicious dogs on his hand and jumped on to eat people as soon as he let go.

"The next thing, boss Ba, you can handle it yourself. I've tried my best." Xiao Yan waved his hand and his people withdrew back.

The fat man quietly hid the gold thread tied with the corpse rope. This guy has the smallest eyes and can always look up to these things. But it's really a treasure.

If it is sold in their business, it may not be less than one million. You know, there is such a big zongzi that it can be used as a bundle of fairy rope.

Ba stared at the ghost general fiercely and really wanted to let the dog eat people.

If it had been a year ago, he would have let the dog go. But not now, because the Ba family is no longer in charge of the northwest.

He gritted his teeth, suddenly sighed heavily and said, "you have worked hard for me for so many years. Although you have killed several of my capable men, I can't do it against you after all. Since your magic is gone, let's go and don't come back. I will pay a heavy pension for the dead!"

"Boss Ba is really kind and righteous!" Xiao Yan chuckled. He won't be investigated. Does Ba ruthlessly dare to investigate?

The ghost general didn't have a big feud with him. At that time, everyone hurt each other at the wonton stall. Now Mao Xiaolong ruined his evil practice. It's impossible for him to do evil in the future.

"Well, I won't embarrass you. Do good deeds, accumulate virtue and make atonement." Mao Xiaolong suddenly jumped out and added.

Everyone laughed and laughed. Xiao Laojiu didn't investigate. Even if he wanted to investigate, it was useless. But this man loves face and always wants to show himself.

Xiao Yan doesn't care. He has his own ideas for letting go of ghost generals.

First of all, the number of corpse carrying families is small, and one who dies is less. As a respect for foreign culture, we should show mercy.

Secondly, although the custom of the corpse carrying clan is strange, it is independent of the world. Living outside the world, it does no harm to the country and people. There is no need to kill them all.

The ghost got up from the ground and coughed violently. He coughed up a piece of blood, but this time it was much red.

He struggled to get up and knelt. Although he was much weaker, he was very strong.

He kowtowed to the crowd and said, "I will spend the rest of my life looking for the way home. I will confess my sins at the foot of the corpse God. I will pray for all the people in the world and never do evil again..."

Qian Duoduo's maternal love was rampant. He gave him a simple bandage and the golden sore medicine often used by Xiao Yan.

After dressing up, he got up and went out. When passing by Xiao Yan, he suddenly opened his mouth and said, "gahuzi has grown a lot these days. He destroyed my white bone whip yesterday. I'm no longer his opponent. You should be careful."

Xiao Yan was about to speak when he suddenly stumbled and fell over. Just as Xiao Yan held him, he said in a voice as light as a mosquito: "if you want to never have a future disease, you can't keep the leopard in the tube. Thank you for your kindness not to kill."

After saying this, the ghost will be angry and hum an unknown tune in his mouth, and go away step by step.