Brother, this showman

Ye Wenqing also couldn't figure out why this Mei Yougan always had trouble with him.The two of them should be the same kind of people in essence, and they should cherish each other, and then share how they can live freely without money.

"His grandma's, grandpa quit!"

On the back of the mountain, Niu Erliang, who was so tired that he couldn't stand up straight, cursed, took the land at his feet to vent his anger, and then ran away with the shovel on his shoulder.

"Is this digging a hole to bury people again?" Zhen Pang asked in disbelief, holding the circle of meat overflowing from his stomach, and opened his mouth exaggeratedly.

"What a coincidence, we met again." Lan Weiyan had a pale face, and Xizi held her waist as if holding her heart.

Everyone kept talking about each other, and just made up a set of reasons why Ye Wenqing was the mastermind, the other three were accomplices and why they killed innocent people.

Feng Lianchen's eyes were displeased, and the nameless in his hand fell beside the mummy, and by picking up the gap between the nameless, a spell was ignited on his fingertips, and the dark red light rushed into the mummy as quickly as lightning.

The eyes of the mummy suddenly turned, as if a spring had just been opened, and the spring water was bubbling out, full of vitality.

Feng Lianchen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up without a trace.

The mummy stood up abruptly, with two bones under its feet on the ground, and its slender trouser legs drooping on the ground.There was a muffled frightening sound from his mouth, like a machine that had been in disrepair for a long time, it stopped for a while, and then rushed towards Mei Yougan like crazy.

Mei Yougan was frightened out of his wits, his hands in his pockets kept shaking, the cloth pockets were torn apart by him, with a sound of stabbing, the talisman papers in his pockets were scattered all over the ground like falling flowers.

The other people were also so frightened that they ran around like headless chickens, shouting for help, and the scene was extremely chaotic.The low shrubs were tossed to pieces, dying.

Zhen Pang was more unlucky. He suffered from the loss of his figure and fell directly on the ground and rolled around. The clothes on his stomach were cut again. Now the three circles of white fat are all exposed. .The aggrieved clothes were finally released, and they fluttered in the wind happily, as if expressing the joy of living a new life and freedom. .

Lan Weiyan was the only one who didn't run away, because he passed out immediately, like a dead fish.

Ye Wenqing looked at this cat-and-mouse game with a complex expression, the smile on his lips disappeared, he glanced at the instigator, leaned his head and whispered a warning, his words mixed with sullenness: "Did you ignore my words? Tell you not to use these tricks, do you think no one will see it?"

Feng Lianchen smiled, and took the opportunity to pinch his plump and round earlobes: "It's just a joke, he will automatically stop after half an hour. Let them run more, and they won't have the strength to talk nonsense when they are tired. "

However, half an hour later, the mummy never stopped, grinding its teeth and sucking blood, killing people like hemp.On the contrary, they were even more crazily catching and biting, and several monks had already fallen to the ground.

"What's going on here?!" Ye Wenqing's complexion changed suddenly, the lips of the mummy were stained red with blood, like poppies in full bloom, seductive and dazzling, and the eyes were as red as the sun in the sky, as if the blood on the mouth had been sent to him. Eyes gone.

Feng Lianchen was also dumbfounded, he just cast a spell casually, he had tried it in Huamanting before, when someone bullied him, he let that person run away for half an hour, nothing unexpected happened.

"Hurry up and make him stop!" Ye Wenqing's pupils froze, and Qingshuang unsheathed a gust of wind, taking the opportunity to save Mei Yougan who was covered in blood from the mummy.

Mei Yougan, who had escaped from the tiger's mouth, was trembling, her legs were still fluttering on the ground, she rolled her eyes, and grabbed Ye Wenqing tremblingly: "You, you, you are..."

"What nonsense! Hide honestly!" Ye Wenqing let go of Mei Yougan, pressed him to the ground, hit the mummy with a palm wind, and turned back to the group of people who had lost their weapons and ran away. Shouted, "As a cultivator, would you be afraid of just an ordinary evil creature? What kind of immortals are you still cultivating!"

Some people who heard Ye Wenqing's words ignited their fighting spirit and tried to go back to pick up their weapons, but they flinched again in fright amidst the roar of the mummy.

"A bunch of trash!" Ye Wenqing didn't give them any more face, and cursed directly, jumped up in the air, turned somersault and kicked the mummy, and cast a barrier with his fingers to trap him temporarily.

Feng Lianchen cast spells several times but failed to stop the mummy. He panicked, his lips trembled slightly, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

"What's the matter?" Ye Wenqing got rid of the mummy and ran back in a hurry. Before he had time to catch his breath, he realized that something was wrong with Feng Lianchen, and couldn't help frowning.

"Brother." Feng Lianchen's voice trembled slightly, and he looked at him in confusion, "I don't know, I don't know how to make him stop, I won't, I just want to teach them a lesson, they wronged you."

"Okay! It really is you!"

Mei Yougan covered his chest with one hand, and tightly clutched Feng Lianchen's wrist with the other. His chest heaved violently, and the blood dripping from the back of his hand flowed down his open fingers to his wrist. The white cuffs were not spared either. A few red plums bloomed.

Mei Yougan's eyes were bigger than copper bells, his pupils were filled with thunderous anger, his face was flushed, and he spat out spittle, which splashed Feng Lianchen's face: "What on earth do you want to do! You want people to die Is it all right?"

Saying that, Mei Yougan pulled Feng Lianchen over, pointed at the corpses scattered all over the ground with hideous faces, and finally stopped in front of a corpse whose face was bloody and bloody and couldn't see his true face clearly: "This is the youngest of my Sijimen. Doudou, his disciple, is going to be ten years old soon! The yellow purse in his hand was a gift from the old man last year. I promised to give him a Lingwu this year, and he was so happy that I can't sleep at night, it's almost the tenth day of the lunar new year, and the result? He died!"

Mei Yougan pushed Feng Lianchen hard, kicked him on the calf, pressed his neck towards Doudou's face, and cursed with gritted teeth: "Look carefully, he's dead. It was all your fault! You are a ruthless bastard who kills innocent people indiscriminately!"

Feng Lianchen's mind was in chaos, and he let Mei Yougan push himself to the ground, making close contact with Doudou's bloody face.The blood-stained white bones are like the blooming manjusawa on the banks of the Wangchuan River, and the strong smell of blood is its fragrance.

"I'm sorry." Feng Lianchen closed his eyes, and secretly tightened his palms on the ground.

Disciples from several other sects also rushed forward aggressively, rolled up their sleeves, and were about to throw their fists at him.

"Who are you going to touch him!" Ye Wenqing yelled violently, and swept his sleeves with spiritual power, shaking away the people surrounding Feng Lianchen who were trying to punch him.Then he took Feng Lianchen by the collar and asked him to stand up and hide behind him, his eyes froze, "My junior brother has done something wrong, so I will bring it back to Yanrantai and be punished by my master. Are you here on behalf of others?"

"Mei Yougan, Mei Yougan." Ye Wenqing glanced at Mei Yougan with contempt, and sneered, "Forget it, Mei Yougan. You really don't deserve to be the suzerain. You little apprentice Doudou How did you die, you know best in your heart, Doudou blocked the blow for you when the mummy attacked you. But what about you? How did you do it?"

"You picked him up, threw him in front of the mummy, and then ran away. Doudou called you so many times, but you pretended not to hear him and kept running."

"You're talking nonsense!" Mei Yougan's eyes flashed slightly, and she cursed with a blushing face, her voice suddenly raised, "I'm not a beast, how could I do such a thing! Even if you, Ye Wenqing, want to wash away your brother The crime is not like that, look at how many people died here, is it possible that you still want to blame everyone's death on us, and then kill your junior brother?"

Mei Yougan's voice was as loud as the sound of gongs and drums, and the more she spoke, the more vigorous she became: "I have been cultivating immortals for so many years, and I have never seen any monks practice magic that can drive away dead bodies. It's not recorded either. Everyone witnessed Feng Lianchen driving mummified corpses to kill people, and he himself admitted it. Such demons and heretics don't deserve to exist in this world!"

Those people who were shocked by Ye Wenqing were full of resentment, followed suit, and even threatened to beat Feng Lianchen to ashes.

"Mei Yougan." Seeing Mei Yougan trying to change the subject, Ye Wenqing sighed softly, and turned his eyes away, this kind of person with bad conduct would feel disgusting just by looking at it.

"Don't insult the beast, you are worse than a beast." Ye Wenqing stretched out his arms to embrace Feng Lianchen and lifted him up, raised his chin in disdain, "None of you Sijimen can do it Yes, if you do bad things, you want to blame others."

"Zhuzi is rude!" Mei Yougan was so angry that she pointed her sword at Ye Wenqing, glaring at Ye Wenqing, her body trembling wheezingly, "You have repeatedly insulted me, today I will teach you a lesson!"

Ye Wenqing snorted coldly, didn't bother to pay attention to this old monster, summoned Chiyu Huofeng to confront him, and supported Feng Lianchen to sit aside.

Chiyu Huofeng slept soundly at first, but was woken up because of Mei Yougan's mouthful of dung, and was very annoyed, thinking that if he didn't give this sanctimonious old thing a good lesson today, he would be a magical beast in vain up.

When Mei Yougan saw the Chiyu Huofeng, he felt a little weak, and his hand holding the hilt of the sword couldn't hold it steady, his eyes dodged, erratic.

"Curse, keep cursing." Chiyu Huofeng hung in the air, looking at Mei Yougan sarcastically, "Hold your sword steady, otherwise how will you commit a crime? Don't drop the thing you are best at."

"Your own eyesight is not good enough to treat others as blind? How can a person like you have disciples who are willing to follow you? Come, I will wash your eyes." Akabane Huofeng opened his mouth, and a person like a soybean The flames floated in the air, slowly turning into a circle of fire, which magnified infinitely, and what appeared inside was exactly the picture just now.

Mei Yougan's face turned pale all of a sudden, she couldn't hold the sword in her hand completely, and fell to the ground with a bang, smashing her instep so thoroughly that she even forgot the pain.

In the picture, a child wearing a Sijimen school uniform was sent to the mummy by Mei Yougan. The mummy opened its bloody mouth and bit the child's head. The child cried and struggled crazily, kicking with his legs hanging in the air. , Shouting "Suzerain" sobbing.

But Mei Yougan, who was shouted by him, threw him vigorously, pressed his head and stuffed it into the mouth of the mummy, the brain juice splashed like a broken watermelon.

"How is it? Wonderful?"

Akabane Fire Phoenix looked down at the crowd, his expression was as colorful as an overturned paint can.

Everyone came back to their senses and looked at Mei Yougan with reproachful eyes, which were more uncomfortable than stripping her naked and throwing her on the street to be pointed at by others.

"So what Ye Wenqing said is true."

"This Mei Yougan kept saying that it was Feng Lianchen who killed him."

"This kind of thing still has the face to live in the world!"

"Shameless dog! If you eat too much moldy tofu, you will be black-hearted!"

"Moldy tofu, can he afford it?"

……

Everyone said a few words, shifting the direction of public opinion to Mei Yougan.

For a while, Mei Yougan became the target of public criticism, and everyone shouted and beat him like a mouse crossing the street.