Chapter 100 The tiger's death is still in danger

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By the Bagua Pond, screams began.

A handyman picked up a tiger-ox canine tooth. As soon as his hand put the canine tooth into the basket beside him, he screamed and fell backwards.

boom!

The man fell to the ground on his back, with a pool of blood pouring from the back of his head.

He died on the spot.

The words of the soldier before were truly fulfilled: Hu Niu, if these handymen start washing their hands, are they afraid that a few more will die?

Song Ciwan was able to save one, but he couldn't save them all.

Following this scream, it seemed as if some devil's box had been opened, and several more screams were heard one after another.

The people who screamed were all people who had picked up the skulls of tigers and cows.

These people all screamed and fell to the ground on their backs.

The method of death was also to have the back of the head smashed and the head broken.

Although the tiger and the ox are dead, their remaining power can still kill many mortals.

This tragic situation shocked the other handymen who were still working. People straightened up and looked left and right, fearing that another person would die around them, and even more afraid that this death would spread to themselves.

There is never a quiet time in the laundry room, which is full of all kinds of tragedies in the world.

Song Ciwan was actually used to such tragedies when she was in Suyang City. Now that she faced it again, she felt both compassion and calmness.

The stewards called out one after another, telling the handymen who had already picked up the body parts to go to the washroom quickly.

They said: "What are you calling? Don't bark! Go, go faster! Pick up a basket full and leave immediately!"

The stewards are all chasing people away, so how can the handymen dare to stay any longer? They were eager to leave quickly.

A large number of people left quickly, and Song Ciwan also mixed in with the crowd and went to the thatched bathroom in Room No. 9.

She actually wanted to stay a little longer and pick up a few more tiger and cow skulls. This thing would kill anyone who touched it, but in Song Ciwan's case it was a good source of evil energy.

However, rational analysis revealed that it was not as important to stay in the washing room for a long time as to pick up the evil spirit for a while, so at this time she had to restrain her greed and leave quickly.

When all the servants left, apart from some scattered pieces of meat, only the most important skulls of tigers and cows were left beside the Bagua Pond.

Various broken bones were scattered on the ground, and several stewards looked at each other.

A steward who looked like a leader said: "That's all, five servants have died. Although these untouchables are not worth anything, if too many die at once, it will not be good after all."

As he spoke, he took out a pair of gloves as thin as cicada wings from his arms and put them on with a painful expression on his face, and said, "Everyone, it's your turn and my turn to take action."

When the other stewards saw him putting on gloves, they immediately took out the gloves from their own arms. These gloves were all as transparent as cicada wings. Everyone carefully put on the gloves together and at the same time began to clean up the various bone fragments left by the pool.

A pair of translucent white gloves stretched out and picked up the broken bones on the ground.

As the bone fragments decreased, the number of times the gloves were stretched out increased, but some of the gloves actually began to have light yellow scorch marks on them.

One of the stewards suddenly got angry and said, "The untouchables deserve to die. I'm afraid these cold gloves of mine will become useless if they are used a few more times!"



The handymen didn't know what happened next at the Bagua Pond. Those who survived were just grateful to have survived the disaster. After entering the grass washroom, they began to do their own things step by step.

Some people were numb and proud: "Tiger ox, tiger ox, I have figured it out a long time ago. This monster has the head of a tiger and the body of an ox. The body of an ox is fine, but the tiger's head must not be touched! Hey, as expected, I thought wrongly, this No, everyone who touches the tiger's head will die, right?"

Someone beside him quickly asked: "Did you know earlier? How did you know?"

The proud handyman said: "I stayed in the laundry room for a full year and a half, a year and a half. It all depends on my brain and my eyes. How do you think I know? I know it after I survived. !”

He actually stayed in the laundry room for a year and a half and was still alive and kicking. No wonder he dared to boast proudly. He is really proud of himself!

Song Ciwan couldn't help but look at this man a few more times, listening to his conversation with others, and at the same time wrote down this man's name: others called him a pockmarked tree!

Shu Mazi is a talkative person. As long as someone asks him, he can talk endlessly.

While Song Ciwan was listening, she was immersed in cleaning the tiger and cow pieces. After washing, she was stained with a pound of violence!

Song Ciwan didn't waste any time and sold his anger on the spot, ushering in a long-lost increase in longevity.

[You sold a catty and a tael of demonic evil spirit in the channeling period, and gained a life span of 110 years. 】

With the injection of one hundred and ten years of longevity, Song Ciwan felt a surge of vitality all over his body.

She was in the washroom of Room No. 9. She could hear the voices of the servants talking in various ways. All she could see were numb people and corpses of monsters. This scene was actually terrifying and absurd. of.

However, Song Ciwan seemed to have gained an extraordinarily peaceful feeling in this absurdity. The improvement in the quality of life seemed to cleanse even the soul.

In the middle of the afternoon, when the work was done, the stewards came over to settle the wages.

It's also a daily salary, 200 yuan per person per day, which is twice as high as when we were in Suyang City!

Those dead servants were dragged out and buried by the stewards. They were dead and there was no pension.

Song Ciwan wore Mu Dalang's vest, carried the newly received salary, and a pair of sheep demon lungs, and left the laundry room alone.

She currently wears three vests when walking outside.

One is the male monk Xin Mian in the Qi refining stage, the other is the female warrior Song Xun in the bone forging stage, and the other is the down-and-out demon purifier Mu Dalang.

As for the various divine envoys and deities, there is no need to mention them. They are all randomly played, with no specific characters. The names of the divine envoys can be switched countless times every minute.

At this time, Song Ciwan still didn't know that her messy waistcoats seemed chaotic and random, but in fact many of them were being missed.

It's not even just "people" who are thinking about it.

For example, the "Starlight Divine Envoy" who once taught Yu Lin the Mountain Breaking Fist, Yu Lin was not the only one to be grateful to "him".

Outside Pinglan City, Mr. Luo was walking drunkenly with a gourd hanging on his waist.

The gourd on his waist was also swaying, and the female voice in the gourd was thin and faint, entangled in Mr. Luo's ears, making him have a headache and a headache.

"You go to Pinglan and help me find the divine envoy. I remember that I still have a question that I haven't asked him clearly!"

Third Master Luo was drunk and said angrily: "I told you that I couldn't find him. Besides, Pinglan is a big city and Ye Lingguan is in the city. Is that something you can go to? You are really brave!"

"Isn't that you? You take me there! If old man Ye really can calculate everything, can he let the dragon girl bring disaster to Suyang like that?"

"He can't even compare to the old dragon of Hengshui, blah!"

Mr. Luo:......

Anyway, sooner or later I'll be pissed off.

At the same time, Xie Yunxiang in Pinglan City was thinking about his good brother "Xin Mian".