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Volume 1 Chapter 17 First Murder

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    Whether Mu Lao is a member of the Laoshizi witchcraft clan or not has nothing to do with me.  All I know is that he has a good relationship with my grandpa. Before, whenever I had a headache, a cold, a cold, or any other minor ailments, Mr. Mu would treat me and give me medicine. When my family was poor and had no money, he would give me medicine.  Money was given away many times.  As for Uncle Fan, who lives in the same village as me, after my mother passed away, I often went to his house to play with Fan Guoqing and eat with him. I don¡¯t know how many times I had to eat with him. Especially every year before the Chinese New Year, other people would ask Uncle Fan to kill pigs.  The cattle were slaughtered and sent to the water, and finally they were transferred to my home.  They are all kind to me.  As for this old Taoist priest, he has been harboring evil intentions towards me from the very beginning, and if I fall into his hands today, if I wait for him to kill Uncle Fan and Mu Lao, my fate will definitely not be that good.  It¡¯s clear who are the ¡®good guys¡¯ and who are the ¡®bad guys¡¯.  Due to my birth environment and age, my three views have not been established for a long time. There is no absolute good and evil in my heart. At this time, I only think: those who are good to me are good, and those who hate me are evil.  Your life is at stake, why do you care so much!  Holding the flying knife tightly in my little hand, I kept circulating the mysterious aura in my body, and my heart became more and more nervous.  ¡­ Let¡¯s talk about that Taoist priest, he was amazing, he could destroy everything, his palms were thunderous, and after blasting away Uncle Fan, he shook his right hand, and the fly whisk he held suddenly turned into a big sword and stabbed Mu Lao straight at him.  "Stop!" A few meters away, Uncle Fan, who had staggered back and just stabilized his body, saw this, his eyes were about to burst, and while he was shouting loudly, he took out the boning knife in his hand and stabbed the old man's waist.  Then, he crouched again, jumped up and down, and rushed towards Lao Dao.  This Uncle Fan looks like this now, but I can't help but think of the big black cat from before, how similar his movements are.  "Pfft!" Mu Lao watched helplessly as Old Dao got closer and closer, and spat out another mouthful of blood. The blood turned into a blood mist in front of him, revealing an evil nature.  ¡­ All of this sounds like a long story, but it actually happened in the blink of an eye.  The old Taoist priest's eyes were fixed on Mu Lao. He didn't even look at the pig-killing knife that Uncle Fan had shot. His left hand with the light of lightning seemed to be slow but fast, passing through the armpit. With a "snap", it was like swatting a fly.  It flew more than ten meters.  The fly whisk in his hand has been plunged into the blood mist in front of Mu Lao "Ah" A loud baby scream suddenly came from the blood mist.  The blood mist dissipated, and the tip of the old Taoist priest's whisk suddenly stuck on a wooden doll, and the piercing cry of the baby came from the mouth of the dark wooden doll.  As for Mu Lao, his figure appeared behind the pillar.  "Puppet doll!" The old Taoist priest was obviously taken aback "Crack!" There was a crisp sound, and the wooden doll that the old Taoist priest pierced with his fly whisk split into two pieces, as if it had been split by an axe. A very thin breath, from  The sound came from the cracked wooden doll, passed through the whisk, and landed on the old Taoist priest's body in the blink of an eye.  "Humph!" The expression of the old Taoist priest changed again. He brushed the floor and turned gray, gray "" I saw Mu Lao leaning on the pillar under the eaves, reaching out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, with a look in his eyes.  He smiled weirdly, and at some point, another wooden doll appeared in his hand.  "You" This time, the old Taoist priest's face became expressionless.  "Die!" Mu Lao gave a weird laugh, squeezed hard, and the wooden doll in his hand broke "Uh" It was very ridiculous, Mu Lao seemed to have pinched the old Taoist priest directly, and the old Taoist priest trembled all over.  Until he started spitting out blood.  "Shameless young man!" The old Taoist priest finally got angry. He cursed loudly, took out a few pieces of yellow paper from his arms, and fluttered it into the wind. The yellow paper burned out of thin air, and the light yellow flame followed his hand,  On the whole body.  Phew!  Phew It was clearly visible that streaks of black smoke were burned out of the old Taoist priest's body by unknown yellow flames.  In the firelight, his face became extremely ferocious, and his eyes, which were always squinted, opened wide, looking eerie, cold, and very scary.  This flame is really miraculous. The clothes and hair on the Taoist priest's body are actually fine at all.  "Poof! Poof" As the black smoke on the old Taoist priest's body disappeared, Mu Lao seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He sat on the ground, his eyes dull and filled with unwilling despair.    "Infinite Heavenly Lord!" The old Taoist priest trembled, and the nameless flames on his body subsided. The whisk in his hand was wrapped around Mu Lao's neck like a poisonous snake. But at this moment, two big hands appeared on his waist.  Holding it tightly It was Uncle Fan. He had no time to pick up the butcher's knife, so he rushed over and hugged the old Taoist priest tightly. At the same time, he shouted to Mu Lao: "Master, take Tianqi away quickly!! Let's go!"  Ah!¡± The old Taoist priest¡¯s methods seemed to be beyond Mu Lao and Uncle Fan¡¯s expectations.  It was obvious that Uncle Fan was desperate and wanted to hold off the old Taoist priest and let Mu Lao take me away My home is here, where can I go?  ¡°Besides, looking at how weak Mu Lao is, how can he still walk?  "Bang!" The old Taoist priest slapped Uncle Fan's shoulder with his backhand. The sound of cracking bones was clearly audible, but Uncle Fan refused to let go. He locked his hands tightly and clenched the old Taoist priest's hand as if there were roots under his feet.  body.  "Papa papa" Without even slapping it away, the whisk in the Taoist priest's hand flew up and slapped Uncle Fan's back hard again and again. In the blink of an eye, his back was dripping with blood, as if it had been hit by a blade many times.  Horrible.  This is the time.  I concentrated all my strength, and the flying knife in my hand turned into a flash of light and flew towards the old Taoist priest's head. The flying knife escaped my hand, and at the same time I jumped up from the corner with another flying knife in my hand.  "Huh?" I have to say that the old Taoist priest's reaction was really remarkable. It was as if there were eyes on the back of his head. He miraculously tilted his head and avoided my first flying knife.  "Pa!" The flying knife pierced the pillar directly. It did not pierce the old Taoist priest, but almost pierced Mu Lao.  "Well you" "" Mu Lao and the old Taoist priest who turned their heads looked at me as if they had seen a ghost, especially the old Taoist priest. Then they narrowed their eyes, as if they could see through me.  , very impressive.  "Uncle Fan, on the other hand, was completely unaware.  "Go!" I pulled out the flying knives from the 'Fubao Cliff' between my eyebrows. I waved my hands one after another, and the two flying knives flew towards the old Taoist priest's head. There was no way, Uncle Fan blocked most of his body, only  Can shoot in the head.  "Pah! Pah!" The old Taoist priest was very good at brushing the dust with his hands. The thing flew like life in his hands. My second and third flying knives were directly blown away by it.  "Little guy! There is indeed something wrong with you!" The old Taoist priest exerted force on his feet, and turned around with Uncle Fan's half-dead body in shock. He gave up on Mu Lao, faced me, and said, "Let me see, you are still alive."  Is there any way" "Tianqi" Uncle Fan was turned around by the old Taoist priest. His mouth was mixed with blood. When he saw me, his eyes paused slightly, which seemed to be a bit beyond his expectation.     what to do?  Escape?  "This damn old Taoist priest is now being held tightly by Uncle Fan and will be unable to get away for a while. If I run away, he will definitely not be able to catch up" No!  Suppressing the thought of running away, I walked towards the old Taoist priest step by step and said, "I killed your nephew, and it has nothing to do with Grandpa Fan Shumu. Don't kill them." "" I said  By the end, the three people present were speechless.  "Uncle Fan, let him go!" "" "" There was another moment of silence.  "Bang" It seemed that it was not the old Taoist priest who Uncle Fan took the initiative to let go of, but the old Taoist priest who trembled all over, and the inside of his clothes stirred like the wind. Uncle Fan was forced away by him, and he fell several meters away, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.  "It's really you!" "It's me!" The old Taoist priest stepped forward and lightly swept the whisk in his hand over my body. It was the same as before. I felt like I was electrocuted, numb all over, and couldn't move.  "Haha" The old man suddenly became very happy. He stepped forward and held me under his arm "Plop!" His laughter stopped suddenly.  A very ugly 'sword' flew out from between my eyebrows and pierced his body directly.  "Plop!" As soon as the old man's hand loosened, I fell to the ground. The breath in my stomach turned and I resumed my actions. I rolled and crawled to the side.  "You, you" The old Taoist priest's eyes were full of unwillingness or disbelief. He looked down at the 'sword' stuck in his body and murmured: "Ling?, Flying Sword" As soon as he finished speaking, he fell straight to the ground. He kicked his legs and could only breathe out, not in. "Dead?" I also summoned the hammer on the 'Fubao Cliff' between my eyebrows.  I came out, held it in my hand, and walked over carefully. After waiting for a while, I was finally sure that the old Taoist priest was dead. I sat down on the ground. Seeing the thick blood under the old Taoist priest's body, I felt sick for no reason and felt weak.  I feel weak. The young Taoist priest died in a daze last time, but this time, the old Taoist priest was directly killed by me. The fear in my heart is over.  It¡¯s indescribable. By the way! Grandpa Mu and Uncle Fan I put away the hammer, reluctantly stood up, and ran towards Mr. Mu. He kept looking at me, but I was a step away from him.  Mi Wai stopped, and with his keen hearing, he noticed that Mu Lao seemed to be not breathing. What happened? Oh my God! What should I do?  Go. "Uncle, Uncle Fan.  " Fortunately, Uncle Fan was still angry. I called out twice, and he struggled to open his eyes, frowned, and sat up with a grin. "Huh?  Is the old man dead?  "Uncle Fan seemed to have suddenly gained a lot of strength. He stood up all of a sudden. Ignoring the arms and injuries behind his back, he walked over and kicked the old Taoist priest. He also saw the old Taoist priest's armpit inserted directly.  'Sword', the half-finished sword that Fen Bao Ya brought between my eyebrows for a long time. "" Uncle Fan looked at me with a questioning look. "I killed it!"  " Without hiding anything, I swallowed the saliva in my throat and nodded. " Where is your Grandpa Mu?  " "" I was speechless and pointed under the eaves. "Uncle Fan twisted his shoulders and walked towards Mu Lao "Master, master" He soon discovered that Mu Lao was not breathing, and after screaming a few times, he  Gritting my teeth, I walked to the side and picked up his butcher knife and walked towards the dead old Taoist priest Did he want to cut his body into pieces? I was shocked and said anxiously: "Uncle Fan" "Go home!"  "Uncle Fan stopped, his eyes full of anger, and shouted at me: "Go home.  " "" To be honest, I'm a little afraid of what he looks like now, so I step back. "Pfft!  "Bending down, Uncle Fan pulled out the 'sword' stuck in the old Taoist priest's body and threw it towards me. At the same time, he said without raising his head, "Don't talk nonsense when you go back. You have been at my house tonight and you haven't seen anything.  Arrived, you know?  "    "kindness!  " I promised, picked up the 'sword', turned around and ran out of the yard
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