The soul of the man who sent the fish flew away!
Originally, he wanted the fish-eating boy to see the name of the King of Hell, but now he almost met the King of Hell first!
It was raining heavily outside, and there was a coffin lying across the dark noodle shop!
That’s all, after all, several villages near Leyu County make a living by making coffins!
but!
The noodle shop owner who was talking to him not long ago was now sitting crookedly at his feet.
Look at that...
The person is still there, but his life is gone.
The man who sent the fish hurriedly ran out to make a phone call, but as a result, there was no signal.
He stood in the heavy rain with a frozen fish and wiped his face. He sent the fish man to the car to report the crime, but the car stalled.
And I can't hit it no matter what.
Sitting in the car, when he looked into the dark noodle shop, the fish-giving man felt an overwhelming power rushing out——
The pants were hot and wet.
...
After leaving the fish soup noodle restaurant, Yang Ning did not go far.
He followed the bastard Kezi around the old streets and came to a blind massage parlor that was still in business.
In a massage parlor with a period atmosphere, three middle-aged people, wearing sunglasses even on such a rainy night, were sitting in a "pin" shape.
The moment they saw Yang Ning's figure appearing in the pouring rain outside, the sunglasses on the bridges of the three people's noses all slid down.
It was raining heavily outside, but Yang Ning's white clothes were not wet at all.
There wasn't even any water stain under my feet.
Seeing this, the sunglasses that had already slipped off the bridge of the noses of the three masseurs fell down neatly, almost blocking their nostrils.
But none of the three people dared to raise their hands to help.
As soon as he entered the door, Yang Ning smiled and said to the three people, "Huh? Are all the masters here?"
He looked into the store, picked a leather couch, lay down on it, and said, "Bring me a nine-finger masseur. It doesn't matter if he is blind or not, but he must have nine fingers."
After Yang Ning finished speaking, bang!
There was a knock on the door outside the massage parlor.
Through the window, a rickety figure with disheveled hair appeared.
The figure stood sideways by the door, his body hidden outside the door.
But the bleeding boning blade she was holding in her hand was clearly visible to several masseuses through the open door of the shop.
In the night wind on a rainy night, the blood-red sleeves behind the knife were looming.
The three masseurs turned to each other and "looked" at their companions. At the same time, the three masseurs stood up together.
Then the three men stopped at the same time.
One of them ignored the other two who wanted to step forward. As soon as he moved, he was held down by the shoulders of the other two.
They both said at the same time: "I have a child!"
"I don't deserve to die!"
The man turned around, the other two turned slightly sideways, and the three of them faced each other.
At this time, Yang Ning, who was lying leisurely over there, said lazily: "Hurry up, don't keep me waiting."
"Otherwise, I wouldn't care about nine fingers."
The three of them all raised their hands to put the sunglasses that blocked their nostrils back on the bridge of their noses. After a moment of hesitation, two of the three looked ashen.
The next second, the two people reached out to the other person in unison.
The person being pointed at took a deep breath and took off the sunglasses on his nose. A pair of extremely clear eyes were filled with tears. This was the person who just said "I don't deserve to die."
He kept saying "Thank you, thank you" to the other two people, and the other two people also took off their sunglasses. They saw that there were no pupils in their eyes, only the whites of their eyes.
After a while, a deep breath sounded in the massage parlor, and then——
"ah!!"
A miserable scream sounded, and a finger fell to the ground.
The skills of the nine-finger masseur seemed to be very good. Yang Ning kept pressing the massage for almost an hour before finishing.
Before leaving, he said to the masseur with bloody hands: "Since my limbs are mutilated, then don't get close to the dead in the future and concentrate on massaging the living, right?"
The masseuse looked at the blood on his hand that had soaked into the gauze, and kept saying with tears in his eyes: "Yes, yes!"
"From now on, I will have no contact with the Dust Lake Corpse Sect!"
"I will forget all the secret methods of exorcising corpses and become a nine-finger masseur with peace of mind!"
Yang Ning nodded with satisfaction, stood up and walked out.
When I got to the door, bang!
Behind him, the other two truly blind masseurs knelt on the ground, their heads on the ground, and their whole bodies were shaking.
Yang Ning didn't even bother to look back, the smile on his face gradually faded, and finally he said calmly: "Strangle to death."
After saying that, Yang Ning stepped into the pouring rain outside.
Behind him, he appeared with blood-red hands and a sinister smile on his red face——
Click, click!
The two blind masseuses tilted their necks and fell to the ground in almost the same posture.
...
After leaving the massage parlor, Yang Ning followed the bastard Kezi around the old street.
While wandering around, he looked towards the other side of Leyu County and said to himself: "Brother Kai, if you can speed up, then..."
"You won't be able to keep up with the big drama in a while."
After speaking, Yang Ning stopped and turned to look at a pastry shop on the roadside.
Like the fish soup noodle restaurant and massage parlor in front of it, this pastry shop was still open even in the middle of the night when it was raining heavily.
There was an old woman with white hair sitting on the street.
Different from the fish noodle soup and massage parlor in front, this old woman only had sadness in her eyes when she saw Yang Ning, not fear.
Yang Ning stepped forward with a smile, "Mother-in-law, how do you sell pastries?"
The old woman shook her head and said, "Take whatever you want."
Yang Ning refused: "Why are you so embarrassed?"
The old woman looked at Yang Ning and said, "You haven't even arrived at Chen Lake yet, but on the road, you waved your hand and turned the clouds and rain, killing three gold, six silver, and twelve bronze corpses of my sect..."
"Only two golds, two silvers, and three bronzes are left. Young man, is there such a deep hatred between us?"
Yang Ning randomly picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, tasted it, nodded and said, "Yeah! It tastes good!"
"Mother-in-law, what did you just say?"
The old woman looked at Yang Ning silently, with a complicated look in her eyes that had gone through countless years of weathering.
She remained silent, and Yang Ning said to herself: "Oh, I heard you clearly!"
"Are you blaming me for not sending away all the gold, silver, and bronze corpses of your Chenhu Corpse Sect?"
"You are such a mother-in-law. Kai Ge worked hard to get here with me, and you are half a companion with me..."
"I have to give him a chance, right?"
After saying that, Yang Ning picked up another piece of mung bean cake and started eating it.
"Well, mung bean cake is also delicious!"
After eating, Yang Ning picked up two more pineapple cakes and asked, "How much is the total?"
The old woman said expressionlessly: "These few dollars don't count. You can eat more and settle the bill at five dollars."
"No, that's enough!"
Yang Ning rummaged through the white cloth bag on her shoulder and found the wallet she had not used for many days.
He opened his wallet and looked at the old woman and asked, "Well..."
"Do you want money for living people or money for dead people?"
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