Chapter 661: The old lady wishes her birthday.
Everyone looked outside, motionless.
Li Qingxian smiled and said: "I know you are suspicious because of my confrontation with Jian Yuancang. Now there is a knock on the door. If you don't believe it, just open the door." Hong Nian's eyes flashed and he did not answer
.
Yu Ping said: "You guys have also seen it. If he doesn't dare to go, it means he has evil intentions. Because the two adults are in conflict, he is deliberately going against each other, even if it means your life or death. If this is true, this cancer must be eliminated."
Everyone Looking towards Hongnian.
The ninth-level night guard held the hilt of the knife and said: "You and I know very well how the Marquis's reputation among the night guards is. He knew you were causing trouble, but he didn't do anything. Now, I'll give you a choice, either Listen to orders honestly like us and swear a poisonous oath. Or, since you don't believe the Marquis, then go and open the door." The
scene of Jian Yuancang lying on the hospital bed cursing Li Qingxian and vomiting blood appeared in Hong Nian's mind, and he thought of that year On the battlefield, seeing the tiger monster's big claws slapping at him, he could not avoid it, but he had no choice but to wait for death. Jian Yuancang slashed with his knife, cut off the tiger's head, laughed, turned around and killed the other tiger monster.
"Those who harm Mr. Jian are definitely not kind!" After Hongnian finished speaking, he strode forward, opened the door, and walked along the gravel path towards the translucent paper door.
Everyone looked around and saw a figure swaying gently outside the paper door, as if in a strong wind.
The black figure stretched out his arm and knocked on the paper door three times again.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Hongnian took a deep breath, pulled out his long knife, held it in front of him, and kicked the paper door.
Everyone's eyes widened.
The paper door was as thin as cicada wings, but it made a clanging sound and opened to both sides.
Some people's expressions darkened. The gates of Qi State basically opened inward.
Outside the gate, stood a hunched-over old lady, dressed in brocade clothes and a thick coat, leaning on a purple wood crutch, with gray hair on her head. She raised her head vigorously, opened her mouth with all her teeth, and said with a smile: "I heard that There are new neighbors here, and I came here specifically to pay my birthdays and send blessings. I wish you all good luck like the East China Sea and longevity as long as the Southern Mountains." After saying that, the old lady's
back suddenly cracked from left to right, and furry arms stretched out, like big black-haired monkeys. Holding pieces of the Chinese character "Longevity", they gathered together and swayed from side to side like branches.
Li Qingxian glanced at seventeen arms and seventeen words of longevity.
Seventeen people.
The night guards were breathing rapidly, and the rest were ordinary people. Seeing this scene, some were so frightened that they trembled all over, some collapsed on the ground, and some covered their mouths tightly.
Even the Jinpao people who had taken the initiative to salute Li Qingxian before had their eyes filled with fear.
"It's just a trick, pretending to be a ghost!" Hongnian suddenly slapped his chest, pointed at the long knife and spit it out, spraying the true energy and blood on it, then stepped forward and slashed at the old lady with the knife.
"How could this be? I'm here to wish you a happy birthday..."
The old lady raised her left hand and grabbed the long knife slowly.
Hongnian was shocked, retreated suddenly, and withdrew the knife forcefully.
The knife and the old lady's hand didn't move at all.
"Receive the blessing."
The old lady smiled slightly, bowed down, and an arm suddenly dropped from behind, and the red paper and black longevity slapped Hongnian's right chest.
There was a sound of paper cracking, and everyone saw a flash of red light. In the big furry black hand, the word "Shou" disappeared, and a piece of flesh and blood appeared.
If you look closely, it looks like lung lobes, rising and falling.
Blood slowly flowed down the black-haired arm.
"You..."
Hongnian looked down and saw a broken longevity sign taped on his right chest. In the hole, flesh and blood slowly squirmed, and one lung was missing.
"You don't know the heart of a good person..." The old lady shook her head, retracted her sixteen black-haired arms to her back, turned around slowly, and walked slowly to the west.
The last remaining black-haired arm fell like a fishing rod above the head, sending the blood and lungs to the old lady's mouth. The old lady chewed the food carefully, making a crunching sound.
Li Qingxian's horoscope rotated rapidly, and a large amount of information was analyzed by horoscope and horoscope.
Yu Ping looked at the others and said, "Do you believe it now?"
Everyone nodded like chickens pecking at rice.
"I don't believe it, I don't even feel pain, this is just a cover-up!" Hongnian yelled and rushed towards the old lady.
One step, two steps, three steps, poof...
Hongnian spurted out a mouthful of blood. Everyone saw in horror that along with the mouthful of blood, there were also the heart, stomach, a series of intestines, and all the internal organs...
The internal organs clattered to the ground, squirming slowly like sewerage from a pork stall.
A young woman in the room rolled her eyes and fainted. The people next to her hurriedly supported her.
Hongnian fell to the ground and said loudly: "I don't feel any pain at all. It must be a trick, it must be..."
Hongnian obviously lost all his internal organs and was bleeding, but he still crawled forward.
Until all the blood flowed out, he slowly lowered his head.
The right arm was raised high and fell down with a snap, stirring up some dust.
He lay quietly on the ground, motionless.
Han Anbo sighed and said: "This is the result of not thinking about black and white. Everyone, be prepared." Li
Qingxian walked out quickly, released his magic power, invisible power flew out, and closed the white door a few feet away. paper door.
Boom.
The white paper door closed again with a loud noise.
Li Qingxian turned around and returned, only to see some people looking behind him in horror.
Li Qingxian hurriedly turned around and saw that all the earthen walls slowly turned into white paper, and even the weeds on the walls turned into paper cuts.
A figure appeared outside the door, and a black shadow in the shape of an arm fell on the white paper door.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Li Qingxian thought for a while, then took out Zhao Yishan's wooden hairpin and inserted it directly into his hair.
Then he took out Song Yunjing's "Holy Theory" and stuffed it into the clothes on his chest, and then activated Gaifengyou's Time Bead to change his own luck. At the same time, he had longevity, crown belt, Linguan and Emperor Wang, forming the four major auspiciousness. As time goes by, the surface of the skin is actually covered with a faint jade light.
The black shadow of the arm obviously continued to knock, but when it landed on the door again, it slowly retracted it.
Li Qingxian returned to the house and said slowly: "This place is mysterious. In order for me to solve it better, everyone will brainstorm and share all the findings. Time is limited, so please tell us as soon as possible." Han Anbo immediately said: "The old woman took out the lungs, but turned a blind eye to the others
. , took it away and left without even taking the initiative to kill... Ahem, they didn't take the initiative to deal with Hongnian, which means that they probably won't kill people randomly and will leave as long as the conditions are met. My current guess is that in the face of birthday wishes and blessings, Old man, either all of us will receive the word "longevity" or give away one person's lungs. The second one is probably a similar method, but to whom? If not lungs, what would it be?" Zhou Hen nodded
. : "This time... this place will not be solved directly, but there must be a price to pay. Once we accept the word longevity, I am afraid it will be more affected."
Yu Ping said: "Yes, judging what the next person needs is the most critical. "
It's better to send this unconscious woman out. Look at her clothes, coarse cloth and thorn hairpin, she is not pretty, she is just an ordinary girl." A brocade-robed businessman said.
The expressions of the people in common clothes changed greatly. Some of the people in brocade clothes had unchanged expressions, while some frowned.
The ninth-grade night guard frowned and said, "You can't talk nonsense about this kind of thing."
"The villain still has some money left on him, and he is willing to give it all to the Marquis as an apology." The brocade-robed merchant said.
(End of chapter)