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Chapter 216 One Person Plays Two Roles, Women Dress Up Zongzi Brother, Chronicle Version Ma Wencai (Two in One)

"call……"

There was a deep and oppressive dark blue sky above his head, and the cold wind was blowing in his ears.

Goldman Sachs walked on the spacious but extremely winding mountain road under the protection of two Kalings.

After walking for a long time, I still haven't seen the end.

Although there is an increase in blood energy, walking in the mountains is also a kind of enjoyment, but this time the world is full of god-invading, bone-biting and ecstasy evil spirits, and if you stay too long, it is easy to get the root of the disease.

Indeed, right now it's just a competition for high school students, "Friendship First".

But the card is still a "killer" in essence.

In a fight with weapons, even if both sides keep their hands at critical moments, it is normal for them to have a few cuts on their bodies.

"Damn, how can a card master be so delicate, in the extraordinary world, what kind of injury can't be cured, I will beat him to death."

"The game, the main thing is a Goldman Sachs...truth."

[Duruo Mountain Ghost Temple], Ji Nian holds a small blood-stained bronze mirror in his hand to make final adjustments to his image.

In addition to the standard equipment such as blood clothes, paper horses, corpses, and red flowers, he also hung Yingtai's simple and mottled scholar's sword on his body.

Then pull the collar to reveal the strangle marks on the neck, and the preparation is complete.

Turning his head and glanced at the sand table, he saw that one person and two Kaling were spinning back and forth on a Pantuo road, and he couldn't help showing a sinister smile.

"let's start."

Yingtai Wenyan Tingting, who also had a pale body and a red wedding dress, stepped forward gracefully, helped him tidy up his clothes, then turned around and leaned into the wedding sedan chair.

Two pale and slender hands were stacked, revealing ten smooth nails, blood red and sharp.

"Brother Zongzi, come here too."

As Ji Nian said, he turned his head to look at Brother Zongzi who was sniffing at the side.

The old rice dumpling is immersed in the fantasy of delicious food at the moment, almost salivating, and he didn't even hear the instructions of his own card master.

Seeing this, Ji Nian decisively took out an old brass bell from the sea of ​​consciousness, shook it casually, and made a brisk sound.

The next moment, the old rice dumpling turned his head with a bang, like a zombie in an old Xiangjiang movie.

This gadget, which was bought from a two-dollar store in the past, is its "dinner bell".

It has been used for a long time, and now as long as he hears the bell, this guy will turn his head reflexively.

"Do dead things like zombies also have conditioned reflexes?"

Chronology also does not understand such "scientific issues".

But this does not prevent him from listing "Chronicles of Salted Fish Dumplings" in his mind as a pioneering experiment at the same level as "Pavlov's Dog".

"Brother Zongzi, our family doesn't have enough hands, so I'll trouble you to play two roles with one corpse later."

Ji Nian first made certain adjustments to Zongzi’s appearance.

Yinwen Dingdai's flower feathers and sun-protecting green and black robes are of course not moving, mainly to change the facial makeup.

There are two lying silkworm eyebrows spread horizontally, and a pair of wedge-shaped knife eyes are opened below.

The skin is green and black, and the beard is short.

There is quite a sense of oppression from the patriarch of the feudalism.

Coupled with the complicated costume in blue and black, it exudes a paradoxical and sinister air all over the body.

This is "bless the father".

As for "Blessing Mother"...

Ji Nian looked down at the skin card that had been drawn earlier:
He has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, plain and elegant clothes, dark red beads hanging on his wrinkled hands, and a kind smile on his face.

At first glance, the "appearance" of Lao Zongzi at the moment is two extremes.

It's just such a stark contrast that adds a bit of abruptness and weirdness to it.

Looking closely, the sea of ​​flowers pattern on his clothes was actually painted by a layer of "worm maggots", and the bead strings tied on his hands were also some kind of dark red sticky jelly wrapped around scorched human teeth.

Just in response to the sentence: "If you are not a family, you will not enter a family."

"Brother Zongzi, this role is also up to you."

Ji Nian said, and handed the card to the old rice dumpling.

Normally, the role of "Zhu Mu" should be played by a female Kaling.

Shangui is very suitable.

But after all, Goldman Sachs is not an easy character to deal with, leaving only Daiyu alone, I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with.

With the addition of a mountain ghost, I feel more at ease.

Calculated in this way, regardless of whether the old zongzi is willing or not, this role must be played by him.

"..."

Brother Zongzi stretched out a big hand with sharp nails, blue and black, and held the card stiffly.

Looking at the image on the card, he couldn't help being stunned on the spot, slowly turned his head, and looked at the unscrupulous master with incredible eyes.

Ji Nian couldn't help showing a slightly apologetic smile.

This time he really didn't play tricks, it's just that there are not enough people around him.

Brother Zongzi works hard for those who are capable, so he should use one corpse for two purposes.

"Come on, I always think you are the most promising in our family."

"Isn't it just playing two roles, what a joke."

As he spoke, he patted Brother Zongzi on the shoulder.

Brother Zongzi felt that he was being cpued, but he couldn't say the word, and he didn't dare to violate the meaning of the year, so he could only stand aside with a low eyebrow, as if he had been greatly wronged.

"Okay, isn't this going to prepare delicious food for you? If you do this again, I will share your food with the little golden silkworm."

The old zongzi immediately nodded solemnly when he heard the words, his face was serious, and he looked more reliable than anyone else.

Seeing this, Ji Nian sighed helplessly, but the moment he turned around, he quickly adjusted his mood.

With his right hand pressing the sword hilt tied with [Fantasy Red Yarn], he moved and sat on the colorful paper horseback.

From the beginning to the end, there was a pale and creepy smile on his face.

"Yingtai, marry me, you just wait and live a good life."

The opening of the mouth is a "ghostly" aria, and the fingers are shaking and turning:
"Open the closet and open the box, help the newcomer change clothes, brush his hair and wipe his face, and make up skillfully, so that he will be blessed with auspicious days."

"Lang married a wife, passed the threshold, and turned three times forward and backward three times."

The sharp and weird singing voice is intertwined with the suona sound, and a lot of paper money with square holes is scattered in the sky and the earth.

The paper horse stepped forward slowly, with a swaying body and light and graceful steps.

"Open the sedan door to pick velvet flowers. Light the fire below, and set off the whip above. The torch burns vigorously, and the fire whip rings loudly."

As the libretto fell, firecrackers crackled as the paper horse passed by.

"A piece of good nanmu, carved paper saddle, newcomers stride, can keep the private house safe."

"Long and slender fruit sticks, candles with blood dripping, bowing head in vain, dead bones in red coffin for a hundred years..."

The sharp and depressing singing gradually faded away with the passage of time.

He hung big red flowers on his own, led the two crooked neck paper men, and left first.

The Hongsha team got up and moved after he left for a while.

Goldman Sachs, who also has a silver-level mental power, has extremely sharp senses. Even though he was a little dizzy from being burned by the evil spirit, he still caught the physiologically uncomfortable sound of the underworld for the first time.

"This is all done in the dog's year... This is all in the dog's year..."

He repeated the words, took a few deep breaths, and tried to adjust his emotions.

Just when his mentality gradually calmed down, there was a sudden exclamation from behind, like thunder, which made his heart pound.

"not good!"

The remnant soul dressed as an ancient scholar said in surprise.

Goldman's eyes suddenly went dark, and he almost didn't move over in one breath.

"Do you really want to die?!"

He turned his head, gritted his teeth and said to the remnant soul.

"The strong man, it's Ma Wencai." A very complicated expression appeared on Remnant Soul's translucent face: "Ma Wencai is here."

"I know!"

Goldman Sachs turned his head and roared angrily, raised his hand and took out a blue product weapon equipment card, holding it in his hand.

【Ancient Ingot Copper Misfortune Lu Chen Knife】

As if sensing the dangerous aura not far away, Lu Chendao's blade hummed softly.

The thin mist fell on it, and it was shaken out of layers of ripples in an instant.

Goldman gripped the handle of the knife tightly, and wrapped the red rope at the end around his forearm.

With the blessing of blood, he became more aggressive and wanted to have a fight with that "Ma Wencai".

But still under the restraint of reason, he let out a long breath, stepped back a few steps, and landed between two Kalings.

——Almost all his energy was spent on making cards, and he was not an ordinary hip-pull in melee combat.

In a one-on-one situation, even with better weapons and equipment, they may not necessarily be the opponent of Ji Nian, let alone the groom Kaling who is suspected of being the second male.

"Can't fight hard."

Goldman Sachs said heartily.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he saw a head hanging in the air, which almost fell on his shoulder, and his heart skipped a beat.

"WTF?"

After seeing that ancient and elegant face clearly, he couldn't help but frown, and a smile showing only his lower teeth appeared on his face.

"Liang Shanbo" also seemed to have sensed something was wrong at this time, he couldn't help but silently lowered his head, and only quietly looked at Goldman Sachs with those dark eyes.

"call."

Goldman Sachs tried to vent the depression in his chest.

He has already seen that this shit-shit remnant soul was sent by Ji Nian to make things difficult for him.

However, according to the description in the book "Principles of Field Cards", since the rules already mentioned that the remnant soul should provide him with guidance, then he wouldn't be full of lies and tricks.

Still believable.

"Liang Shanbo, right? Tell me about Ma Wencai's means and strength!"

His tone was very blunt, but Liang Shanbo didn't care, he was as gentle and kind as ever: "Ma Wencai is physically strong, but his physical skills are negligent, so it's not difficult to deal with..."

"Okay, stop talking."

Goldman Sachs interrupted it with a wave of his hand, and silently retracted the judgment he had just made.

The year is still that year.

To get a mission guide, you have to coax and cheat.

Do as he himself does.

"These days, no one believes the truth."

Ji Nian shook his head lightly, secretly sighing that "people's hearts are not ancient".

With non-stop singing in my throat, I ride a paper horse and walk quietly along the mountain road.

The voice that fell on Goldman Sachs gradually became clearer.

"One yin first moves, two surnames share the same coffin, invite three charms, four deceits, and five evils advocate wind divination."

"The six deeds are completed, the seven essences are collected, the eight notes are assembled, the songs are nine secluded, and the ten deficiencies and ten regrets are in Huangquan Valley."

After singing the last line, the singing stopped and there was no sound for a long time.

The singing seemed to come from all directions just now, and Gao Sheng couldn't find the source of the sound for a while, so he could only look around with the knife in his hand.

At this time, he suddenly heard some movement behind him, and turned his head to look at the corner of the mountain road that he had just passed.

At first glance, there seemed to be nothing there, until Goldman frowned and put on special glasses, only to see a head with a hat on it.

The man turned the back of his head to him, and couldn't see his face clearly, but his eyes were covered with black oil.

"Ma Wencai?"

He muttered under his breath.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, the head turned 180 degrees in an instant in a posture that humans could not do, and showed him a horrified smile.

"Hee hee hee."

Paradoxical and creepy laughter echoed in the valley.

Ma Wencai, who was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, rode a paper horse with patterns on a white background, and came out with his chest straight, with a triumphant face on his embalmed face.

It seems to be a clown pretending to be a general on the stage, which is very funny due to the contrast.

But Gao Sheng couldn't laugh at all, he just felt a basin of cold water falling on his head, and the chill from the top of his skull hit the soles of his feet, instantly suppressing the boiling blood.

I think that although he is from Yunding, he has also lived in Qingshan for many years, and he is used to seeing all kinds of ghost scenes.

But this is the first time I have seen such a sense of horror brought by such a strong contrast.

"Hee hee hee."

This weird laugh is a little disgusting.

Goldman Sachs felt slightly uncomfortable, and couldn't help moving his body, while keeping the two Kalings beside him on guard.

Sure enough, at the next moment, the smug groom got off the paper horse, and floated forward with his arms down and his legs motionless.

He tilted his head and almost lay on his shoulders, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were extremely cold and cruel, staring straight at the remnant soul behind him.

thump!thump! !

Goldman stroked the handle of the knife, his heart fluttering.

Under high tension, I feel that the wind between the sky and the earth has gradually stopped, the flag does not waver, the fog is heavy, and the clouds do not move.

"Cangling."

With a movement of his hand, he flicked the knife out of its sheath, ready to strike at any time.

Unexpectedly, the groom only "walked" a few steps forward, and he no longer wanted to move forward, but stood not far away laughing and laughing, which made him feel agitated.

But when he couldn't help but wanted to strike, the red-robed groom leaned back and fell back.

He didn't just leave, but covered his mouth with the back of his hand, and whispered something in a whisper.

She looked up at him from time to time, with weird eyes and a bad smile.

Goldman faintly realized that something was wrong, put on his helmet, raised his hand, and summoned the [Hover Motorcycle], a Zhenyuan army-standard vehicle.

The blood stamen flower king turned into a blue light and was put away by him.

The bald old man with triangular eyes, who was only about 1.3 meters tall, shook his sleeve robe with a smirk, jumped slightly, and landed on the back seat.

"Heh, do you think I'm that reckless man like King Ren? Knowing something's wrong, I'm still going head-to-head."

"As long as I can win, let alone running on a motorcycle, I don't care even if I'm crawling."

As Gao Sheng said in his heart, he kicked his pedals fiercely, twisted the accelerator and rushed out.

"Strong man, don't leave me behind."

Liang Shanbo shouted anxiously from behind.

"I care about you."

Goldman sneered, and drove the hoverbike straight to the top of the mountain. He glanced at the rearview mirror, but saw the groom sitting on the back of a paper horse, looking at his back with a smile.

His blood boiled, he couldn't help but turned around and cursed: "Hebi, come and chase me!", then laughed wildly and left.

The speed is three hundred miles, and the mood is free.

I hope that the end point is a podium, sprint with all your strength, and dream in Qingshan.

At this moment, Goldman Sachs was absolutely free, and his heart was very open, and he even wanted to sing twice.

"I want to fly into the sky, shoulder to shoulder with the sun. Uh-huh, uh-huh. Huh~"

He thought so and did it.

But as the saying goes, extreme joy begets sorrow.

After not riding the motorcycle for a long time, Gao Sheng suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, and he couldn't help but have some bad premonitions in his heart.

"The strong man..."

Looking at the scholar standing aside with a wry smile, Gao Sheng stopped singing.

He fell silent.

The motorcycle gradually turned off, and the coldness came again.

The sky and the earth are black and blue like the deep sea, and the fear is like a sea tide.

The groom floated out from the corner, holding a simple and mottled sword in his hand, twisting his waist, the sword arced, and his tone was strange:
"The speed is [-] miles, and the mood is free~" This is learning from him.

"Could it be that the young master ate the guts of a leopard? How dare you deceive me, Ma Wencai."

"It's not surprising that you suffer from cramps and chop bones, and you are in a life-and-death dilemma."

After the words fell, a heavy figure in a dark blue robe came out of the shadows.

"My son-in-law, who dares to bully you?"

The voice was hoarse, like a wolf or a jackal, and it was treacherous and treacherous, which did not match the burly body.

"It seems that Liang Shanbo has found someone."

As the groom said, he pointed his pale and slender fingers at the motorcycle boy in the distance.

"The person is dead, but the evil heart is not dead, and dare to hit my daughter's idea, today, let her soul fly away!"

"First take down that little thief who doesn't care about wrongs and insults my virtuous son-in-law."

As soon as the words fell, a few paper figurines with strange smiles and blush on their cheeks stretched out their arms, grinning and flirting towards them.

At this moment, the generous figure revealed his blue-black sunken, slightly corrupted ferocious face, and raised his hand to put on a hat covered with red cherry blossoms.

With both arms stretched forward, he jumped forward.

In fact, with Zongzi's current "cultivation", his body is not as stiff as before, and he can even barely complete a set of "Dancing Youth".

But at any time, as far as zombies are concerned, the most oppressive way of action is still like this, with the body stiffening and jumping vertically.

I saw a thick and black death energy lingering around his body. Although his movements were light and ghostly, every step seemed to carry tens of thousands of catties of strength.

The shock made the sky and the earth tremble slightly, and there was a cold air.

Boom!Boom! !Boom! ! !

The footsteps of the suspected "Zhufu" unit are getting heavier.

The strong sense of visual impact made Goldman Sachs wonder whether the weight of this two-meter-tall, strong-shouldered monster was measured in tons.

Avoid as much as possible.

It was the only thought on his mind.

Zombies are undead monsters that have great suppression power against living creatures.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the natural enemy of strangers.

In particular, Goldman Sachs felt the monster coveting the blood in his body.

Those bloodshot, pitch-black eyes were full of gluttony, as if they wanted to swallow him whole.

"Made, I knew this dog had no good intentions."

Gao Sheng said in his heart, and kicked down again, but he didn't kick off the motorcycle for a long time.

He didn't bother to complain about why such a high-tech thing still uses the traditional motorcycle fire method.

The speed of "Zhufu" is extremely fast, even if it is not a short distance away, it can arrive in an instant in the form of a vertical jump.

"call……"

Goldman Sachs only felt that the fishy wind was paving the way, and his face was scratched like a knife.

The bald old man behind him sneered, curled up, and jumped high, holding a blood-stained bone nail more than a foot in his hand, and chiseled it straight to the top of "Zhufu"'s skull.

The speed of the instant eruption was almost as fast as that of Yingtai under normal conditions.

But Brother Zongzi was not as cumbersome as he appeared on the surface. He only dodged the blow by using both feet to sweep back.

Immediately launched an offensive, fighting with the old Taoist.

At this time, Ji Nian slowly came to Goldman Sachs.

　Wang Liang saw a Douyin blogger practicing flying needles, and the comment area was filled with, "The sun rises in the east, and I am the only one who is invincible. Welcome to the leader of the East." It was very interesting. He picked up a toothpick and learned to practice a few times .

　　Unexpectedly, a progress bar [5/10000] appeared in front of my eyes.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)