Because the intense panic before his death left his face deeply imprinted in his memory.
The dead bodies swam quickly and ran as soon as they reached the shore, swarming towards the villagers like a flood.
The white tide surrounded the people on the shore and swallowed them all.
The three brothers, Lian Chengzi and Brother Lian, couldn't avoid it, so they were busy using magic spells and using sheepskin men to block the dead bodies.
But the corpses ignored Lian Chengzi and the others because they didn't know the three of them and everything had nothing to do with them.
Flesh and blood flew everywhere in the white flood, and the remains of hands and feet flew in the air. Occasionally, one or two heads flew up. The soil on the lakeshore greedily sucked the blood flowing all over the ground.
"Look for Yunkong!" Lian Chengzi shouted.
But it was difficult for them to move. Although the dead bodies did not touch them, they were still trapped in the chaos and could not escape.
It seemed that no one screamed and was slaughtered.
It took a long time before the lakeside returned to calm.
Complete tranquility.
The three brothers Lian Chengzi looked around and saw snow-white corpses falling to the ground. The resentful souls finally left their bodies, and they finally died for real.
The dead bodies fell among piles of flesh and blood, with internal organs, severed limbs and heads mixed in with the pieces of flesh, making it impossible to tell who was who.
Seeing the hellish scene, even fellow disciples Lian Chengzi, who usually harmed others without blinking an eye, couldn't help but tremble.
Lian Chengzi's feet moved a bit, as if they were being held by something, and then he realized that his shoes were half-submerged in the blood.
"Senior brother, then..." Ban Chengzi didn't finish his sentence and stopped talking, but Lian Chengzi had already seen what he was pointing at.
There are still people alive.
Probably someone who has never killed anyone before?
The surviving villagers also went crazy, screaming and crawling among the piles of flesh and blood, trying to crawl out of the blood pool.
"Yunkong!" Xu Chengzi suddenly shouted, pointing to the lake.
The boat rowed by Yun Kong had already rowed far away. He looked at the blood-red ferry in the distance and sighed.
He sighed because he couldn't solve the problem and the tragedy still happened.
He sighed because he had escaped from these three troublesome people.
Now he wanted to row far away and find a safe place to dry the props in the bag. When Qingfeng Longjun overturned the boat, he never left his hands with the bamboo pole and even took off the cloth bag from his shoulders.
Then he suddenly couldn't help but want to laugh.
Because before he rowed away, he dug holes in all the other boats.
The servant's fan was waving gently, and the flames were dancing quietly. Occasionally, one or two sparks would pop out, like fireflies flitting across the night sky.
The servant exhaled and wiped his forehead with the back of his hand. Although it was a cool autumn night, he had been squatting in the garden making tea. The fire would make people sweat! Moreover, my knees are numb and my calves are sore.
"Xiao Liuzi!" A childish call came from the room.
"Master!" the servant named Xiaoliuzi responded.
"How's the tea?"
"We're almost at the 'Crab Eye'!"
"Crab eyes" refers to the state of boiling tea. At this point, the water has boiled.
There used to be gusts of cool breeze under the sycamore tree, but suddenly the wind disappeared, and the surrounding garden suddenly became quiet, not even the insects chirped, which made Xiao Liuzi feel terrified.
"Master!" Xiao Liuzi called into the room.
He wanted to be brave.
Although there are more than a hundred people living in such a large manor, it is quite desolate at night!
"Master!" Xiao Liuzi tried to shout again.
The young master did not come out of the room. There was only one door in the room, which led to the garden. Xiao Liuzi could see clearly. Why didn't the young master respond when he was in the room?
"Young Master..." Xiao Liuzi suddenly paused.
He heard it.
He heard a woman's laughter, accompanied by panting, coming from the young master's room!
Xiao Liuzi blushed from his cheeks to his ears, and his whole body became warm.
He knew this kind of thing between men and women. Sometimes the master would have sex with his concubine and ask him to prepare hot water towels outside the room to serve her!
However, when did a woman appear in the young master's room?
The water is boiling.
Hot steam rushed up, and Xiao Liuzi, who was staring blankly, immediately closed his eyes, and tears couldn't help but burst out.
At this time, two things happened at the same time.
The laughter in the room suddenly stopped, and the surroundings fell into silence again. This is one of them.
Secondly, Xiao Liuzi's back suddenly became cold, as if a large piece of ice was pressing down on him.
Xiao Liuzi shivered, and his whole body was immediately surrounded by severe cold. Even the boiling water could not warm him.
He knew something was going on behind the scenes.
He looked back.
"Master!" Xiao Liuzi whispered, trembling.
The "villager owner" didn't even look at Xiao Liuzi. He whispered in his majestic and fierce voice: "Silence!" Xiao Liuzi immediately fell to the ground in fright, gaping.
He saw a blood breath between the village owner's brows, and a red light dancing faintly in the darkness.
The dealer is about to kill!
The owner's right hand moved slightly to his waist, and he pulled out three short arrows from the quiver hanging on his waist. His left hand held a lightweight divine arm crossbow.
The arrow body shone with cold silver light, and the talisman engraved on the arrow hilt was faintly visible in the reflection.
The bow was made of fine iron, and the light it emitted was even colder, scaring the flames in the furnace to stop shaking.
The three arrows were attached to the chain crossbow. The owner used his strong arms to tighten the trigger, and the movement was perfect and silent.
The owner of the village raised the divine arm crossbow in front of his eyes, the arrow trembling slightly with excitement, eager to find its target, just like a beast ready to go, staring at its prey eagerly.
On the old face of the village owner, there is only a pair of fine eyes, which shine like arrows, a kind of blazing murderous aura!
Crack!
Three short arrows flew out at the same time!
Through the windless void.
Go through the paper window on the door.
Through the warm flesh.
A broken rib.
The screams came from a young man.
"Master!" Xiao Liuzi shouted in fright.
The door of the "Master" made a loud noise, and a black air rushed out of the room. Before the owner of the village mounted the arrow on the divine arm crossbow again, it climbed over the wall and escaped.
Xiao Liuzi rushed into the young master's room and saw that his young master's face was as golden as paper. He could not live at the moment. He was so frightened that he started whimpering.
The village owner followed Hei Qi over the high wall and used the "Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada" Qinggong to pursue him. Behind him were a group of servants and villagers, also holding torches and chasing him.
As he chased, he loaded arrows with both hands. This chain crossbow was his favorite work. It could shoot three arrows at the same time or one after another.
"Don't leave, monster!" As he said that, the village owner fired three arrows in succession, surrounding the black energy from three directions.
The black energy dodged left and right, escaped from the three arrows, and rushed to a big tree.
"Come here!" the village owner shouted.
A disciple came flying over, holding a heavy golden arrow made of iron in his hands.
The air around him suddenly solidified.
The weeds on the ground faded to yellow and hung down.
Even the evergreen trees that do not lose their leaves in autumn are dejectedly shedding their leaves at this time.
The black air moved among the trees, looking for an opportunity to escape from this small forest.
The owner of the village didn't say a word, and fired the iron-tied golden arrow at lightning speed.
There was a tremor among the leaves.
Little by little things fell down.
A disciple stepped forward to pick it up and brought it to the owner of the village.
is blood.
It's blood condensed into ice cubes.
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Yun Kong looked at the chess pieces on the chessboard, and there were not many left.
He knew that he was definitely no match for Song Jian - even if the other party gave him three sons first.
"Just for fun, not for victory or defeat." Song Jian smiled and wiped the chessboard, all the black and white stones were gone.
Yun Kong smiled bitterly.
He learned some Go from his master Po Lu, but he was just not good at setting up "go" mechanisms, and his chess pieces were always eaten by others.
Because he adheres to Ji Chang's principle of "opening the net on three sides".
His master Po Lu once warned: "You must give in, but when it comes to important matters such as life, you must not give in carelessly."
Anyway, playing chess is not a life-threatening matter, so let it be okay!
But if you are not good at chess and give in, there is absolutely no reason to survive.
The second watch drum sound came from outside the Taoist temple.
Songjian put the chess away and said, "It's late, I'm going to rest."
"Brother Taoist, please!" Yun Kong said, "I'll sit here by myself for a while."
"Are you still waiting for your senior brother?"
"Senior brother and I made an appointment to get together in the New Autumn Festival (July) to visit Master and his family, but now that the month is almost over, there is still no one around. I wonder what happened?" Yun Kong frowned worriedly.
"It'll be okay," Songjian said, "I'm going to rest." After that, he walked into the corridor behind.
