Horizontal pushing martial arts: starting from the red alchemy bell jar

Chapter 11 Death List
At noon, the rain was still there, and the mist was hazy.

The sky is gloomy, and there is a faint trend of getting bigger and bigger.

Chuhe rushed to the martial arts training field, and there was no one around, only three people in coir raincoats in the field, one or two people less than before.

They talked in low voices, with gloomy faces, and words such as Li Xiang and Village West Head came out from time to time, and they obviously knew everything that happened in the village.

When Chuhe approached, he just heard about Li Xiang's story. He had experienced it himself, but he heard a different version from their mouths.

"You said it was Han... Eldest brother who killed Weird?"

He pulled down his bamboo hat to hide the expression on his face.

"Ah... Brother Chu, you are here."

Muran was taken aback by the few people who were talking vigorously.

Some people even looked away, for fear that Chuhe would remember what happened yesterday.

"I'm asking you, where did you get the news from?"

"Oh, the elder brother said this himself. By the way, Xiao Ge was also there at the time. I heard that the floor outside the house was burned."

The two pushed a man with a pockmarked face in front of them. The man named Xiaoge was a little embarrassed. When he saw Chuhe turned his head, he immediately said, "Yes, I was there at the time. That's how senior brother..."

A few minutes later, after Xiaoge finished talking about the deeds of the elder brother last night, before he had time to brag about it, he suddenly felt the temperature around him plummet.

click...

The few people who were about to complain about the sudden drop in temperature suddenly found that the bamboo hat that Senior Brother Chu had pulled down had been pinched abruptly.

"Senior Brother Chu, you..."

"Hehe, it's okay, the quality of this bamboo hat is too bad."

Chuhe raised his head and showed a bright smile.

He clenched his fist, as if relaxing his fingers.

"Eldest brother is too powerful. Since he broke through the third floor so quickly, next time we meet, we must let him guide us."

"Yes, yes, maybe after the guidance, we have broken through the first floor?" Several other people nodded in agreement.

"Okay, let's stop talking, it's time to patrol."

At this time, Chuhe restrained his mind and couldn't see the way of happiness and anger.

"Then why don't you wait for Senior Brother Liu?"

A disciple asked cautiously.

Chu He waved his hands, shaking the raindrops on the coir raincoat: "Wait what that guy does, since he likes to be late, let him be late."

"let's go."

Chuhe stepped out first, and the other people looked at each other, and they could roughly guess yesterday's conflict, maybe Chuhe was better.

Immediately, he didn't say anything more, and hurriedly followed.

The group of people was still the same, patrolling around the wall, perhaps because of the continuous rain, this time a total of four stone cones were found to be damaged.

At the end of the patrol, Chuhe gave a few simple instructions and asked someone to report to the village with the broken stone cone, and then he turned around and returned to his place of residence.

He changed into dry clothes, sat by the window, watched the pattering, diagonally weaving light rain, and opened the album in his arms.

…………

"Cough cough..."

In the dark secret room, the village chief woke up suddenly, coughing non-stop, and strands of dark hair kept spitting out from his mouth.

Every time a strand of hair is stretched out, the village chief's face becomes weaker, as if he is draining his own vitality. He is already old, and he is getting more and more decayed. Invisibly, there is an air of twilight lingering between his brows.

"Why did four stone cones suddenly break at the same time?"

The village chief murmured in a low voice, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Maybe it's the patrol's problem?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind him.

Han Zhong crossed his arms and walked slowly to the village chief.

"There's no reason, and it's impossible."

The village chief shook his head and let out a foul breath: "It's not beneficial to destroy the stone awl, and the entangled thread is not something that a few boys who haven't entered martial arts can destroy. It's probably because of other accidents."

Han Zhong nodded, knowing the reason, and suddenly he said helplessly: "Just now, when the patrol team was handing over, I went to the room of the master and those juniors, but I still didn't find the token. Maybe the token is real. He was taken away by my master."

He looked at the village head who was getting older, feeling a little worried.

"You look like this, can you hold it?"

"Don't worry, I won't die yet." The village head brushed up the stray strands of hair, "Hehe, but that old thing is really cautious."

"Cough cough cough..."

Before he finished speaking, the village chief coughed violently, blood oozing from his pores.

He hastily put down his tucked hair, made seals with both hands, formed several seals with his fingers like flying butterflies, and finally put his hands in the posture of holding the black pill.

The oozing blood flowed back strangely, the stretched flesh became firm, the gray hair became black and bright, and the whole person seemed to be decades younger like a flash of light.

Han Zhong on the side showed envy.

This is the power he wants to gain even if he betrays his master.

A power that can make people live forever...

"Huh... Although there are more than half of the seal, this weirdness is not something I can eat now. I shouldn't have acted so recklessly back then." The village chief sighed, as if regretting what happened back then.

"What's the use of regretting, if you don't do that, your lifespan will be gone long ago, and now the loess may be half piled up."

Han Zhong sneered, thinking that he was acting good just because he got the cheap.

"Yes, there is no turning back when you shoot the bow."

The village chief cheered up and said to Han Zhong: "Push him out, I have to complete this perfect container as soon as possible."

"it is good."

Han Zhong didn't refuse, and turned back into the deeper part of the secret room, and dragged a man crucified on the cross out after a while.

Under the light of the torch, the man's face emerged.

It is the tension that escaped back then!

At this moment, Zhang Li was in a coma, and the skin from the chest to the lower abdomen was completely cut open, and the bright red flesh texture inside had been completely replaced by black silk, and now only the limbs and head were not completely covered.

The village chief, who has become younger, uses the black treacherous silk to thread the needle and thread, and sews it into the tense muscles little by little. If the black treacherous silk is used up, the village chief will use the backlash, and then spit out the treacherous hair and continue to sew.

"Being able to forcibly escape from the attachment of the human skin, his will is not bad. Of course, the most important thing is that the human skin has left a mark. The next time he enters the mist, the human skin will definitely find it."

Han Zhong straightened the cross with Tension hanging on it, and imagined: "If you can sew human skin on Tension's skin, and then sew the hair of Tougui into muscles and internal organs, he will be the best container to hold Tougui. .”

Before the time for a stick of incense, the village chief's hair turned yellow and white again, he shook his sore arm, turned his head and said to Han Zhong: "The Xiaogui who was finally attracted has been pulled out, what should I do with Wugou's soul silk?" ?”

"It's okay, I've already found a suitable candidate, just in case, I specially added a few more suitable chess pieces to prepare."

"Who are there?"

"Hehe, they are all my cute and disobedient juniors. They are full of emotions and full of vitality. They are the favorites of those little tricks."

Han Zhong grinned at the corner of his mouth and spit out names one by one:

"There are Li Zhi, Wu Feng, Liu Ci..."

After speaking, his eyes flickered slightly, and he raised his mouth again.

"And Chu River."

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(End of this chapter)