Chapter 633 Qiu Xian

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Chapter 633 Qiu Xian

As for how the old witch knew something was going on in the backyard, then we have to change the timeline and go back to the time when my grandfather and the others used black dogs to drench the pregnant corpse of the ghost mother with blood.

Speaking of which, my grandfather used black dog blood to drip on the forehead and lower abdomen of the pregnant corpse of the ghost mother. The head of the Lu family also used golden crow blood to drip on the forehead and lower abdomen of the pregnant corpse of the ghost mother under the altar. The pregnant corpse of the ghost mother lasted for a while. Shaking, at this time, the old witch lying in the front yard felt it.

The old witch was lying on a lounge chair in the room. Next to her was the stove. The fire in the stove was burning brightly. Next to her was a coffee table. There were some snacks and tea cups on the coffee table. Behind her, Erluzi was lying on the fire bed.

The old witch who was sitting on the recliner had her eyes closed. She had just drank some tea and eaten a few snacks. When she was feeling comfortable, suddenly a sense of crisis came over her. The old witch opened her eyes at once, and there was something in her eyes. There was confusion in Xie's eyes, and even a hint of panic. She didn't know where this sense of crisis came from, but the sense of crisis originating from the soul was absolutely unmistakable, so she was afraid. This sense of crisis is very important. Generally, people rarely feel this way unless it is a fatal disaster. However, once they have this feeling, it means that a catastrophe is imminent.

"ah……."

The old witch was still lying on the recliner, feeling restless and confused. Suddenly, a burning sensation came from her forehead and lower abdomen. The burning sensation became scalding hot, and the old witch screamed loudly.

This time the old witch understood what this sense of crisis was about. There was something wrong with her ghost mother's pregnant corpse and it was crippled. This was the only possibility she could think of now.

The old witch reached into her arms and took out a black medicine bottle, and pulled out the dark red cloth stopper on the medicine bottle. The old witch opened her mouth wide, put the mouth of the bottle towards her mouth, and poured it down. A stream of dark red liquid The liquid flowed from the bottle into her mouth. After drinking the liquid in the bottle, she felt much better, and the burning sensation was not so strong. This time she was more sure that she was The spell backfired, her ghost mother's pregnant corpse was destroyed, and the spell was broken.

"Stupid, stupid, come here quickly."

The old witch felt a little better, but her body was still very weak. She quickly called out to the idiot who was lying on the fire bed. At this time, the bastard who destroyed her ghost mother's pregnant body probably hadn't run away yet. She had to go to the backyard to block him before he was killed. This bastard's broken bones and ashes could not dispel the hatred in her heart.

"Hey, what's wrong? Ancestor."

Er Lunzi was still lying on the fire bed. Although the old witch had screamed just now, Er Lunzi slept soundly and no one called his name. Naturally, he didn't wake up and was still sleeping soundly. But at this time, he suddenly heard the old witch. The witch called him, and he sat up out of habit. He looked at the old witch in a daze and asked what was going on. What did she ask him to do?

"Hurry up and carry me to the backyard, hurry up."

The old witch struggled to sit up on the recliner and shouted loudly to the idiot, but because she was very weak, her voice was not loud, but it could still be heard clearly by the idiot.

"Hey, okay, ancestor."

Although Erluzi had a silly temper, he could tell that something was wrong with their ancestor, and he didn't dare to delay the matter. He quickly stepped forward and squatted in front of the recliner, letting the old witch climb onto his back.

"Go to the backyard, to the cellar."

The old witch climbed up on Er Lunzi's back with great effort, and breathlessly spoke into Er Lunzi's ear.

"Why."

When Er Lunzi heard that he was going to the cellar, he also took big steps, opened the door and ran to the cellar in the backyard. He called the doorman Lunzi at the door of the backyard, and also met the few people in charge. Auntie, not only did my grandfather and the three of them come out when they arrived in the cellar, but they also saw that the cellar was already smoking, and there was a faint light of fire.

"Put me down."

When the old witch saw that she was blocking someone, she quickly patted Er Lunzi on the shoulder and asked Er Lunzi to put her down. Several aunts nearby quickly stepped forward to support the old witch.

"Ancestor, are you okay?"

The aunts who were holding the old witch didn't know what was going on, but they saw outsiders breaking in, and there was still smoke and fire in the cellar. In addition, the old witch looked very weak, so one by one they I didn't dare to ask, so I could only help the old witch with concern and ask her how she was.

"You fool, you fool, kill them, kill them."

The old witch didn't bother to pay attention to her registered disciples. She gritted her teeth and looked at the three people who emerged from the cellar. She ordered the fool and the second fool to kill them. If they didn't kill them, it wouldn't be enough. Calm her anger.

The lunzi was already holding the door bolt in his hand. The door latch differs from door to door. Some doors are small, and the latch is only seventy or eighty centimeters. Some doors are large, and the latch is only long. The latch in the lunzi's hand is It's the latch of their back door, which is a full two meters tall. The solid wood latch is thicker than an idiot's wrist. It can kill someone.

Erluzi carried the old witch on his back all the way, and had no chance to look for anything. At this moment, he didn't care about looking for any convenient weapons. He waited for two eyes to come up with a pair of fists as big as a casserole.

These two fools, one is over 1.9 meters tall, holding a 2.2 meter door latch in his hand, the other is over 2 meters tall, waving two fists as big as casseroles. The fighting power of these two is, to ordinary people, incomparable. There is already a human ceiling here. If it were ordinary old gangsters, ten or eight people would really not be their opponents, let alone three old men on the opposite side.

As soon as my grandpa and three people came out, they saw a group of people appearing at the corner, and then heard the sharp voice of the old witch. This voice was full of resentment. If it weren't for the fact that they could see people in broad daylight, my grandpa and the others would have thought she was an innocent ghost. Then, two stupid, rough men came running toward them with murderous looks on their faces, one of them holding a thick stick in his hand.

"It's better this time. There's no need to look for it. She brought it to the door herself."

My grandfather was holding the gun head in his hand. As soon as he saw someone at the corner, he took out the remaining sections of the gun from the wooden box and quickly assembled the big gun. After it was assembled, he saw Two men ran towards them. My grandfather knew at the first glance that he was the man who had practiced the art of Wai Kui, so he spoke to the head of the Lu family.

As mentioned in the previous article, the sects of the aristocratic families in Guanli do not allow their disciples or the children of the family to practice the art of Waikui, because the art of Waikui has great disadvantages and will affect people's minds. After practicing it, they will no longer be able to It is more appropriate to say that it is a human being, rather than a ferocious beast. After meeting Er Lengzi, Butler Wei knew that this man practiced the art of Waikui, and told my grandfather and others about it, so the head of the Lu family has always They all wanted to get rid of this man who had practiced the art of Wai Kui. Now when my grandfather saw that these two men had practiced the art of Wai Kui, he said that they had sent him to his door.