Encountering American comics in Super Hong Kong

Chapter 34 Rainy Night
Fang Xu is silent, you are absolutely right.

"I'm talking about keeping the rules. They didn't use any means to kidnap the lives of my four ineffective disciples to threaten me... This is a world, and many killers often use the family members of the target person to threaten the other party, and they don't have the slightest bottom line. Mission... Speaking of which, Xiao Xu, people in this Jianghu are sinister, and you are also a member of the Jianghu now, so be careful when you go out, it is always right!"

"Well, I understand!"

"Speaking of which, this is indeed the killer group that can become the second killer group in the killer world step by step. It's really amazing!"

In the end, the Daoist Qianhe happily said to Fang Xu: "Okay, thanks to you, I got over this difficulty, and when uncle's mission is over, I invite you to Hangzhou for a feast!"

rumbling rumbling...

Suddenly, there were bursts of dull thunder in the dark night sky, and many people looked up in astonishment, and muttered in their mouths, no wonder there is no wind on this mountain at night.

It turned out that it was going to rain...

Daoist Qianhe looked up at the sky, his heart moved slightly, and a bad premonition emerged, and he stood up quickly.

"Xiaoxu, the coffin with the zombies sealed there needs to be checked and settled by the little prince. If it rains later, the ink fountain line on it will melt..."

"Let me go and have a look with you. Speaking of which, some time ago when I was at Master Ren's house, I also met a..."

While walking, Fang Xu talked about the fact that some time ago, the old man of the Ren family turned into a zombie and almost killed him.

"Oh? I didn't expect such a big event to happen in Renjia Town, which has always been peaceful..."

Qianhe was a little bit emotional, what a personable person the second senior brother was back then, but he never thought that after that incident, he would be willing to be mediocre, maybe not... maybe the second senior brother was just trying to do something, and he would have become a blockbuster if he didn't make a name for himself.

"That's right, in the end it was Uncle Nine who came and easily eliminated the zombies with a strike of Lei Fa, and the turmoil subsided..."

"Refa..."

Daoist Qianhe said something meaningful, Fang Xu turned his head and glanced at him, obviously feeling that there was something in Uncle Qianhe's words, but it was not easy for him to ask more questions when it came to Uncle Jiu.

Boom! ! !
Thunder and lightning flashed, and strong winds blew up in the dreary mountains and forests. Some tents that were not pitched were crumbling, and people hurried forward to stabilize them.

When he came to the place where the coffin was stored, Taoist Master Qianhe saw the situation at the scene and immediately became anxious and angry, and scolded several disciples: "Didn't the master say that the coffin of the sealed zombie should be covered with a tent, why haven't you put it in?" Into the tent?!"

"Ouch……"

A somewhat coquettish male voice came, but saw the eunuch and servant surnamed Wu swaying over, "I don't know who is going crazy here, it turned out to be Daoist Qianhe, what's wrong?"

Fang Xu frowned unceasingly when he spoke with a slack in the end, and he felt goosebumps all over his body.

"Wu Shilang, Pindao has repeatedly instructed that the coffin must be put in the tent, otherwise accidents will easily happen, especially now that the wind and rain are coming, if the rain washes away the ink fountain line on it, let the zombies run away..."

"Bold!"

Wu Shilang's sharp angry shout interrupted Qianhe's words, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand. Seeing Fang Xu, the murderous god, looked at him coldly, he quickly took it back, put his hands on his hips and said, "The one inside is the old prince, not some zombie. , if you keep talking so lightly, be careful with your head~"

"you!"

Qianhe didn't know what to say, what's the matter, after traveling all over the world for so many years, I have never been threatened by such a ridiculous person with such ridiculous words, but the other party is the sponsor of the money.

"...Okay! I just ask Wu Shilang if there are any extra tents. If there is any, please ask Wu Shilang to give the poor one. First, cover the coffin to avoid the wind and rain!"

"no!"

This Wu Shilang's eyes are not eyes, and his nose is not his nose.Seeing the cold light in Fang Xu's eyes, he said lightly: "My surname is Wu, I will give you a chance to reorganize the language..."

Forehead!
The sissy was shocked and said obediently: "Oh, there are really no more. We used to live in houses, and we didn't care about the number of tents along the way. Now the tents are only enough for people!"

"This……"

In the end, Qianhe had no choice but to say: "Please ask Wu Shilang to think of a way, the zombie inside this coffin... the old prince is very dangerous, once he is allowed to come out, none of us will be able to get out!"

"Let me think about it..." Wu Shilang was thinking seriously, but in his heart he sneered at this fake Taoist priest for fooling people. How can a dead person move? Before, when the coffin was raised and buried, the old prince was found in the flesh Not corrupt, that is the blessing of the wise and mighty emperors of the Qing Dynasty...

"By the way, there are some oilcloths that can be used to wrap the coffin and keep it from being exposed to rain. What do you think?!"

Daoist Qianhe was overjoyed immediately, and quickly said, "As long as it's not exposed to wind and rain, it doesn't have to be put in a tent! Bring it here, it looks like it's going to rain heavily..."

Soon, the oilcloth came and wrapped the coffin tightly. Qianhe was planning not to sleep tonight and stay in the tent closest to the coffin to watch the night, but Fang Xu pulled him, "Let's go, let's go!" , wrapped so tightly, no matter how heavy the rain is, it is impossible for the coffin to get wet, not to mention, I will not sit idly by if there is any movement..."

Not only Qianhe was dragged away by him, even his four apprentices followed, anyway, it was not very far away, if something happened, they would arrive immediately.

sprinkle...

Along with the strong wind, big raindrops began to fall, hitting the tent with a crackling sound.Whether it was the young prince's people or the members of the Fangyuan caravan, they immediately hid in the tent and began to rest.

Both of them had been walking for a day, and they were already exhausted. Almost as soon as they lay down for a while, the snoring started one after another. In the camp of the Fang family caravan, Qianhe and the four apprentices were assigned to a fairly large caravan. In the tent, the disciples were already asleep, only the Taoist priest tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep...

As for the main tent of the caravan, Fang Xu was still lying down like a dragon, and while he was sleeping, he was constantly nourishing his strength and energy.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, but the wind and rain showed no signs of stopping at all. Lightning and thunder continued. Suddenly, the outside of the tent lit up, and there seemed to be a tearing sound coming, which was immediately pierced by the sound of thunder. Covered, Fang Xu's ears moved slightly, and his keen facial sense sensed something was wrong, he opened his eyes and listened carefully, there was still the sound of wind, rain, thunder, and there was no other movement, so he didn't move, closed his eyes and rested ...

(End of this chapter)