"It's amazing my brother!"

Yu Xiang's pork shredded pork looked at the evil ghost who was cut to death by me, and praised me very much.

"What's so awesome..."

I took back the Ghost King mask and Ghost King cloak, walked over and picked up the watermelon knife thrown on the ground. This time I couldn't throw weapons around.

"Let me slap him!"

"Where is the ghost? Where is the ghost? Old Wang wants to use the demon mirror to show him to death!"

"Let a bell knock his dog's head!"

"Brother Yu Rou..."

The four of them came one step later, and they were clamoring that they would let the evil ghost die again.

"Don't show off!"

I quickly stopped their inexplicably high morale: "The child is dead, you still have milk! What are you thinking about just now?!"

"No, Lao Wang, I scared you..."

"You can't blame me! They have to run with me!"

"Uh, I wasn't in the state just now..."

"Brother Yu Rou..."

Except for Zhao Mengmeng, who has always been brave and Xiao Nie, who doesn't understand the world, the four people, Lao Wangtou and Master Hui'an looked embarrassed and embarrassed.

"Okay, just stick it out in a while."

I couldn't do it and went deeper into this issue, so I simply arranged troops again: "I don't know how many evil ghosts are, so they may appear anytime and anywhere later. We have to be careful. It's not a solution for us to carry them on the second floor. We have to take the initiative to find the zombie and see if we can knock out any useful clues from his mouth... Let's go step by step."

"Okay, Lao Wang listens to you."

"My kitchen knife is charming for you tonight, so Boss Yu is fine if he is not jealous."

"Uh, look for your status and recite the scriptures well in a while."

"Brother Yu Rou..."

The four people all agreed.

"What jealous am I?"

Yu Xiang spread his hands: "Zhao Mengmeng, please pay attention to your identity! If you can go out alive to see the sun tomorrow, you should follow your parents to the south quickly! Lost the identity of the knife-maker, times have changed! Besides, our current family conditions do not have to rely on these cheating things to make a living!"

"If you don't go to the south, why should I go to the south?"

Zhao Mengmeng raised her eyebrows unyieldingly, and with a hard force against Yu Xiang's pork shreds.

"My real ancestor!"

Yu Xiang’s pork shredded pork really has no way to deal with Zhao Mengmeng: “Born here and grow here, I love the Northeast, the Northeast loves me, I want to contribute to the Northeast!”

"You are your uncle's contribution!"

I was on the butt of the fragrant pork shreds: "I flirted and found a bed when I got home. You two will study the matter of making a child by yourself. Don't just talk about some shameless turtle people at this critical moment! Do you know if you have to be punished?"

"snort!"

Zhao Mengmeng pinched her waist and stamped her feet and snorted coldly, then turned around and walked proudly towards the stairs leading to the third floor with her close-fitting kitchen knife.

"What an ancestor!"

Yu Xiang patted the dust behind her butt and followed without any backbone.

"What's the relationship between them?"

I looked at the oldest Lao Wang.

Lao Wang touched his exclusive Mediterranean head shape and said mysteriously: "It is said that they were married since childhood, but Mengmeng was ten years older than Comrade Xiao Rou Rou... So according to Comrade Xiao Rou, it is impossible for them to be. There is a generation gap in communication, so they have been in love and killing each other."

"Okay..."

After I learned about the situation, I ran to the third floor without any concern.

"Go?"

Lao Wang patted Master Hui'an's head and then raised Xiao Nie by hand.

"Let's go!"

Master Hui'an raised Xiao Nie's arm on the other side.

The three of them kept a strange posture and walked upstairs.

Yu Xiang and Rousi and I stood side by side in the empty corridor on the third floor, and the beam of my mobile phone flashlight was shining on the previous bathroom.

But now the bathroom door is open to the outside.

The liquid that was originally accumulated indoors did not flow out at this moment, leaving only a few shoe marks about the size of 43.

I know very well that the liquid I saw indoors just now was a illusion because after I fell down, my clothes were wet with the liquid. But since I escaped, there have been no traces on the clothes, including smell.

"Do you use me?"

Zhao Mengmeng played with the kitchen knife in her hand, and was worried about the idea of ​​Yu Xiangshi shredded pork.

"You try it. I'm too hasty and I've brought nothing."

Yu Xiang pork shredded responded seriously.

"good!"

Zhao Mengmeng carried a kitchen knife and walked towards the bathroom door.

I looked at her background. I heard Yu Xiang Roushi’s introduction before. This old sister is the only person who bought a knife in the Northeast.

This kind of knife-credit man is rare in today's society. It can be said that he has been ruined in the long history of history. Moreover, the Northeast is in the inheritance of letter-credit man, and most of them are related to shamans. There are very few others, most of whom have moved from within the pass to outside the pass, which has led to my understanding of the knife-credit man.

I only know that they will appear in designated locations on special occasions and time, and will use the kitchen knife they have made to credit to the local residents, and leave some prophecies. When the prophecy is realized, they will come to get the money for the kitchen knife.

As for other means, I don't know.

Yu Xiang held the lily and introduced Zhao Mengmeng to me: "Like me, she is always on the sidelines and is not considered orthodox. She can't tell fortunes. Her kitchen knife is specifically used to locate the location of ghosts, or she can also use the kitchen knife to budget the approximate location of some living people, which also has a certain lethality to ghosts."

"That's what...that's a unique skill."

Yu Xiang and I were staring at Zhao Mengmeng's actions.

"Cold clang..."

Zhao Mengmeng stood at the door of the bathroom, holding a knife in her right hand and wearing a pure copper ring in front of her belly with the middle finger of her left hand. She used the ring to hit the back of the blade, making a crisp and dull sound, with a wide range of transmission.

"Cold clang..."

While knocking on the kitchen knife, Zhao Mengmeng took the lotus step while placing her feet on the spot. When the lotus step reached the third step, she suddenly bent down and smashed the knife blade to the ground.

The sharp blade is like chopping on thin paper.

Zhao Mengmeng let go of her lying down hand, let the kitchen knife stand on the ground, then straightened her waist, flexibly swaying in front of her eyes, and sang a spell that was not a spell: "The fragmented words come true, looking back at the witchy words that are hard to speak, and she felt helpless and wandered in a foreign land. Knife? Knife! When can you speak? Knife? Knife! When can you find your former glory?!"

"What about this? Gaha?"

I listened to Zhao Mengmeng's singing style, unlike pop songs, not like operas, the previous sentence may be sung, and the next sentence may be said. After listening, it will make people feel that I am in the deep mountains and forests, and I am tying three-foot white silk to death on the tree in front of me. I am always persuading myself to use three-foot white silk to tie my life to a beautiful end.

This kind of artistic conception is quite comparable to that of NetEase Cloud microphone.

"Not Gaha... Every time her knife credit man forged a kitchen knife, he would use his own efforts to nurture something similar to a spirit in the kitchen knife. In terms of fantasy, it is the sword spirit, but it is not that advanced. This is communication between people and swords, communication between swords, and then the sword will feedback the message to people."

Yu Xiang's pork shredded pork wanted to continue explaining to me.

And I saw the kitchen knife without light refraction in the dark night, and suddenly a cold sword light flashed across the sky and earth. The sword light was only three inches long but stood between heaven and earth.

"Swish!"

The light disappeared within a second.

I couldn't forget to be amazed: "Damn it!? Your wife is a cultivator!? Did that thing just now be a knife-like savage? Damn it! It's so awesome... Your wedding day in the future is so miserable! If you don't obey, you'll stab you with a knife-like savage!"

"Don't talk nonsense! This is not my wife!"

Yuxiang's pork shredded pork seems to be poked into a taboo, and it will bite people if you are so energetic.

"Stop yelling, I don't want to be your wife yet!"

After Zhao Mengmeng finished the method, she walked back to us with her knife in her hand: "My mother, my knife cannot be stained with other people's blood, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted, and there will be no end, so we can't kill anyone!"

“Oh oh oh…”

I looked up and looked at her, and suddenly I found that there had been an incredible change in her pupils.

The eyes were covered with bloodshot as if they were too late.

The pupil of the left eye scattered like a patient who was about to die, but turned into azure blue. The pupil of the right eye erected like a cat seeing a strong light, and turned into a mixed white.

A pair of eyes, two pupils, are extremely charming. If she is stared at by her for three seconds, she will definitely have a nightmare when she sleeps in the middle of the night!

This also caused a subtle change in her physical temperament. Her originally tended to be cold, and it became even colder at this moment. The four big words "Don't Near the Alien" seemed to be posted on her forehead, and there were no taboos like her motto.

“Hahaha…”

Zhao Mengmeng raised the corners of her mouth and sneered: "Let's go... I'll take you to find ghosts..."
Chapter completed!