MTL - The Founder of Diabolism-Chapter 27 Haze sixth

Blue forgets the machine: "First remove the evil."

Wei Wuzhen rolled up his trousers and said: "I will come by myself!" Han Guangjun used this posture twice in a day and twice in front of him. Although the other party is still serious and even serious, he I really can't see this picture.

The scars are scattered throughout the calf, crawling over the knees and spreading the thighs. Wei Wuxi looked at it and said: "The upper leg is rooted."

Blue forgot to turn over his head and did not answer. Wei Wuzhen once again said that he still did not respond. He wondered: "Blue Zhan?"

I have forgotten the machine and I don’t seem to know what to say. Upon seeing it, Wei Wuzhen felt a little bit bad in his heart, blinked his eyes, and was about to make a speech and laugh, and pulled back a game. Suddenly, the sound of shattering came from the table.

They both stood up and looked. I saw the samovar and the teapot smashed in the ground, and a smashed bag was lying in the white flower and the flowing tea.

The surface of the bag is agitated, and there seems to be something trapped inside, eager to come out.

Although this only smashed Qiankun bag is only the size of the palm, it can be used for storage, and the double-layered inside and outside is embroidered with complicated spells, and several layers of seals are added. Blue forgot to seal the arm in the bag before pressing it under the tea pot on the table. At this moment, he swayed and knocked over the tea pot. The two talents remembered the ensemble "The Rest".

Without their short-term appeasement every night, this only seals the Qiankun bag, even if it is repressive, it can't hold the arm alone. Wei Wuzhen reached out and touched the bamboo flute, but touched it. Turning around, the original bamboo flute has been held in the hands of the blue forgetting machine.

He reached out and took care of the dust, and actually took down the three-inch sword mans. The dagger was usually taken in the right hand, and he was engraved on the bamboo flute of his left hand for a short while, which was handed back. Wei Wuzhen took a look, and the details of the bamboo flute and flute that he had repaired were much more refined.

Blue forgets the machine: "Blow well."

I remembered the sound of his unbelievable flute before, and Wei Wuzhen almost fell to the ground, and it was difficult for Blue to forget the machine for so long. The east wind has been around and the ensemble begins.

Previously, every night they sang "The Rest" at the beginning, and the smashing Qiankun bag would be quiet and almost immediate. Tonight, Wei Wuzhen did not deliberately do evil, but whoever knows that he blew a few words, and the Qiankun bag suddenly rose several times in the bag and stood up!

Wei Wuzhen’s “噗” broke a sound and said: “Why, I used to be ugly, and I’m not good at it.”

As if in response to his doubts, the smashing bag slammed into him.

The blue forgetting machine pointed to a steep turn of the temperament, and the next seven strings trembled together, causing a landslide-like anger. The smashing Qiankun bag was stunned by the sound of the piano and returned to the original place. Wei Wuzhen took the opportunity and continued to blow it down. The blue forgetting machine also followed the tone of "Resident" and turned back to quiet and peaceful, and leisurely.

After a song, the bag was finally retracted, and it was still lying still.

These days, this ghost has never happened. Today, it is extremely irritable. Wei Wuzhen inserted the flute and said: "It reacts so strongly, like it is stimulated by something?"

Blue forgets the machine: "And, it is what you have."

Wei Wuxi looked down at himself. The only thing that has come out of him today is the same - the scar of the piece that has been transferred from Jinling. The evil scars on Jin Ling were left behind in the stone fort on the road.

Wei Wuwei said: "This means that other parts of the body are buried in the walls of the Niejia Festival Hall?"

On the second morning, the two of them set off together and returned to the Sacrifice Hall of the Road Ridge.

Nie Huai Sang was arrested yesterday, and the old bottom was explained. Today, the confidant at home was convened to clean up the mess left by the intruders. When Wei Wuzhen and Lan Forget the machine came up, he just instructed people to fill the wall where Wei Wuzhen dug out Jinling and buried a new corpse that was found overnight. Watching the white bricks are layered and layered, and sweating again and again, a long breath. When I knew that I was turning back, my soles were soft, and I smiled and said: "There is a light... and this..."

He never knew how to call Wei Wuzhen. Wei Wuxi waved his hand and smiled: "Nie Zongzhu, how about building a wall?"

Nie Huai’s sauna wiped his sweat and wiped his forehead away: “Yes...”

Wei Wuzhen was very sympathetic and shy: "I am sorry. I may have to trouble you, and I will build it again later."

Nie Huai Sang said: "Is it... ah?! Wait!"

The voice did not fall, avoiding the dust.

Nie Huai's eyes watched the stone bricks he had just made up.

Destruction is always easier than building. Wei Wuzhen took the bricks faster, and they didn’t know how many times they were bricking. Nie Huai Sang pinched the folding fan and shivered, full of grievances. Blue forgets to say a few words to him in a concise manner. He immediately changed his face and said that he said: "No! Absolutely no! The bodies used in our family's knives are full of limbs. There is absolutely no missing arm. I don't know what the intoxicating left hand is. It doesn't matter to me. I don't know it! I don't believe that I will remove the bricks and self-inspection, but if I remove it, I have to fill it back. I can't delay it for a long time. My family grave..."

Several Nie Jiamen students joined, and Wei Wuxi withdrew and waited to see the results. After half an hour, the wall that Jinling had buried had already removed most of the stone bricks.

In the black soil, occasionally a pale hand, or a blue-footed foot, and black hair full of tangled dirt. All the male bodies were roughly cleaned and laid flat on the ground. Some of the participants pulled up the mask, and some ate the secret red pills to prevent breathing and popularity from inducing the corpse.

Some of these bodies have turned into white bones, some are in the process of decay, and some are still very fresh. In a variety of ways, however, both are complete with limbs. Did not find a man body without a left arm.

Nie Huai Sang carefully said: "It is enough to just remove this wall? Do you want to dismantle it again? No need."

It is indeed enough. The color of the evil scar on Jinling was extremely deep, and the thing that left it should be buried very close to him at that time, and would never go beyond the wall. Wei Wuzhen crouched down on the edge of a row of corpses, concentrating on thinking for a moment, and the blue forgot the machine: "What is the bag?"

It is also a good idea to take out the left hand in the smashed bag and let it identify it yourself. However, if it is too close to other parts of its body, it is difficult to prevent it from arousing its excitement and triggering a more dangerous situation. This location is very special, and the degree of danger is doubled, so they carefully choose the day. Wei Wuqi shook his head and wondered: "Is this arm not a man? No, the hand of a man's hand, I can see it at a glance... Does it have three arms?"

He was amused by his own thoughts. Suddenly, the blue forgets the machine: "legs."

After he mentioned it, Wei Wuzhen remembered that he even ignored it. The scope of the evil scars only went to the legs!

Wei Wuxi was busy: "Pee pants! Take off your pants!"

Nie Huai Sang sighed: "Why do you want to say this shame in front of Han Guangjun!"

Wei Wuwei said: "Get a quick help, take off your corpse pants. You don't have to take off your female body, just take off the male body!"

Poor Nie Huai Sang did not expect that the old account was confessed yesterday. Today, I still have to take off my corpse pants in the ancestral temple, and it is a male corpse. I only know that I will be slap in the face of the ancestors. Fans into the next life, reincarnation is also a devastating lack of life, can not help but burst into tears. Wei Wuzhen had reached out to the waistband of the corpse on the ground, but was intercepted by the Blue Forgetting Machine.

He said: "...I am coming."

Wei Wuwei said: "You really want to come? Do you really want to do this kind of thing?"

Blue forgot the eyebrows of the eye seems to be faintly beating, endure what it is like, said: "...you stand. Don't move."

In the fright of today, Nie Huai-sang is still the heaviest. He still can't believe that the Blue Forgetting Machine really did this kind of thing. The Blue Forgot Machine has stood up and said: "Found it."

Everyone was busy looking at the ground. Of course, let them down, and Guangjun did not really remove the corpse's underwear. He just drew a sword at the root of each corpse and gently cut the clothes to reveal the skin inside. And some clothes don't have to be scratched, they are already ruined.

The body of his white boots, a faint coil on each of the two thighs, the thin line of flesh-colored lines, dense. Above the coil and below the coil, the skin color is subtly different.

Obviously, the leg of this corpse and his upper body are not the same person.

These two legs were actually stitched up by needles!

Nie Huaisang is still stunned, Wei Wuzhen asked: "Who is the body of the Nie family used to sacrifice the knife?"

Nie Huai Sangdao: "It is generally chosen and hoarded by the dynasties of the dynasties. My older brother went early, he didn't have enough, I also helped him pick some... As long as it is a uniform body with five limbs and limbs, I left it. I don't know the rest! I really don't know!"

This corpse is exactly who sewed his legs and fished in and fished in. He asked Nie Huaisan that he was inevitably unclear. Wei Wuzhen interrupted his question in time. From the person who provided the body to Nie Mingqi himself, all of them are suspects, countless. I am afraid I can only continue to trace it until I find all the limbs and put together his body and soul to know what is going on.

Wei Wuwei said: "This man looks like he was divided into five horses... I hope that the rest of his body will not be cut."