Poverty

Chapter 65 I'll kill her if I move again!

The young man in the room clasped his fists and said, "I met Taoist Yan Chu, what's going on?"

This person was the young mortician Song Sanlang who went to Weicheng to report that his third uncle was missing and took Li Yanchu and others to Zhangjiazhuang.

Li Yanchu asked back: "You also have this kind of preference?"

Song Sanlang's face turned red, and he said embarrassedly: "I used to make a living with my third uncle. People in the village were very afraid of me, and I never married a wife. Now I plan to settle down in Weicheng, but manage the coffin shop business. The same I can’t be called a daughter-in-law, so I came to Goulan to open my eyes.”

Li Yanchu nodded and said, "I see."

Bai Hongtu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you know each other?"

Li Yanchu explained: "Do you still remember the young mortician who reported the case? That's him."

The woman named Jinniang's face paled, it was scary enough for Bai Hongtu to barge in with a sword.

Now she looks as if she has been frightened by some mortician and coffin shop again.

Bai Hongtu is a very smart person, and then it dawned on him. Looking at Song Sanlang, he said slowly: "It's a good way to steal the sky and block out the sun!"

Song Sanlang was puzzled and said, "What does this young master mean by this?"

Li Yanchu lightly smiled and said, "He said that you, the mortician, actually hid the corpse in your body, and even pretended to go to the yamen to report the case. Your tactics are very clever."

Song Sanlang's complexion changed drastically, and he laughed a few times: "I don't understand the meaning of Taoist Yan Chu."

Li Yanchu said lightly: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, you just have to die."

The voice fell.

He punched out with a punch, with an imposing manner.

In a blink of an eye, the fist came to Song Sanlang.

Song Sanlang only felt the strong wind blowing against his face, and the surrounding temperature became high.

With a flash of his body, he was extremely dexterous, and he flew sideways with a leg, touching Li Yanchu's lower abdomen and genitals.

Li Yanchu swept across his legs, colliding with his attack forcefully.

boom!
As soon as the two touched, they couldn't help but retreat.

Bai Hongtu shouted coldly: "Puxie!"

The flying sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and flew out, heading straight for Song Sanlang's chest.

There was a clang of gold and iron from Song Sanlang's chest!

He wears a quaint chest mirror.

A pink skull is drawn on it.

Bai Hongtu's eyes sank, and he manipulated the flying sword to fly directly towards Song Sanlang's head.

On one side is Bai Hongtu's flying sword, and on the other side is Li Yanchu's domineering Tiangang hand.

Song Sanlang was soon lost, the strength of these two young men was far beyond his imagination!
Especially Li Yanchu, who seemed to have improved since his last trip to Zhangjiazhuang.

boom!
Song Sanlang smashed through the window and rushed out.

"Come back to me!" Li Yanchu stretched out his hand to grab it, and a powerful aura burst out from his palm.

Song Sanlang's body froze, and Li Yanchu, who moved extremely fast, went up and grabbed his legs.

Pulled back alive!

boom!
Song Sanlang's legs were grabbed by Li Yanchu, but a black shadow appeared in his body.

It's like another leg.

He kicked Li Yanchu directly in the chest.

clang!
A huge force came from Li Yanchu's chest, and he was kicked back a few steps.

The protective energy on his body blocked the attack.

"You are much worse than that upper body." Li Yanchu sneered.

The upper body of the two corpses in the alley could break through Li Yanchu's protective energy with the sharp nails in his hands, almost hurting him.

Song Sanlang said coldly: "You really met the two lost corpses!"

The voice fell.

He rushed directly at Bai Hongtu.

Bai Hongtu squeezed the formula, and a flame flew towards Song Sanlang's face.

Feijian also turned into streamer.

Song Sanlang was forced to retreat again, but he stood directly on the wall in a strange posture.

"Pretending to be a ghost, come down for me!" Li Yanchu sneered coldly, like a spring thunder exploding.

Then it was the volley palm that slashed over!
Liuyang Jin!
Tiangang's splitting palm!
Song Sanlang's legs were slightly bent, and he shot straight out.

The movement was extremely fast, not only dodging Bai Hongtu's flying sword, but also avoiding Li Yanchu's Tiangang hand.

"Don't come here, I will kill whoever comes over!" Song Sanlang stretched out his hand to strangle Jinniang's neck, and lifted her up from the ground.

Bai Hongtu squeezed the formula with his hands, retracted the flying sword, and there was a look of fear in his eyes.

Li Yanchu came over and took a deep look at the panicked Jinniang.

As a cultivator, the lives of innocent people cannot be ignored.

Li Yanchu suddenly laughed.

Song Sanlang said coldly: "What are you laughing at?"

Li Yanchu took a playful look at Song Sanlang, then turned to Bai Hongtu and said, "Do you still remember why we came to Goulan tonight?"

Bai Hongtu frowned, not understanding why Li Yanchu suddenly mentioned this.

Li Yanchu pointed at Jinniang, and said in a deep voice, "She is the paper maker lurking in Weicheng!"

Bai Hongtu's eyes froze, and he looked at Jinniang involuntarily.

Unexpectedly, when I came to Goulan to listen to the music, I could really find the paper maker! ?

And that gloomy and evil paper maker, who turned out to be such a delicate and pure gentleman? !
Li Yanchu said with a sneer, "It's really surprising that you demons are heretics."

Then he looked at Song Sanlang jokingly.

"Come on, kill her by hand, so that I can save some hands and feet."

Song Sanlang was silent, and suddenly let go of his hand.

"At Zhangjiazhuang, I should have killed you."

Jinniang beside her seemed to be a different person at this time, and she no longer looked panicked and made mistakes.

Her expression was very calm, and she looked at Song Sanlang with some disgust. Back in Zhangjiazhuang, he said that he was not sure and missed the opportunity to make a move.

But now Li Yanchu came to him.

Li Yanchu's heart moved: "When I came to the Weicheng county government to report the case, was it to deceive people's eyes and ears, or was it a design to lure me to Zhangjiazhuang?"

Song Sanlang said gloomyly: "You are not very smart, you need me to tell you."

Jinniang gave Li Yanchu a resentful look: "You stinky Taoist priest, you have spoiled our good deeds time and time again, today I will dig out your heart and liver with my own hands."

Bai Hongtu's pupils shrank slightly, he didn't expect this matter to be so twists and turns.

Jinniang is not a corpse, but a paper maker!
Li Yanchu didn't have as much thought as Bai Hongtu.

He directly stretched out his hand to grab it in the void, and the threatening Flood Dragon Severing Saber appeared in his hand immediately.

Taoism!

Find out!

"You hidden demons heretics dare to speak wild words!"

Chi!
Li Yanchu slashed at him!

Liuyang sword technique!
The clothes on Jinniang's chest were torn, and suddenly there were three red blushers, and the ghostly paper piercers rushed out.

The smile is stiff, but the movements are as fast as lightning, and the five fingers are sharp.

These three paper piercers are stronger than the paper piercers Li Yanchu met before!
Not to be outdone, Bai Hongtu manipulated the flying sword to confront Song Sanlang!

(End of this chapter)