Third watch

Wang Xiaoming hurriedly followed Zhong Yi out of the corridor, Lu Xiaolu didn't want to stay there even more than him, and squeezed in between him and Zhong Yi in front of him.

"What the hell is this building? Could it be that Mr. Gu made it?" Wang Xiaoming asked.

Zhong Yi turned his head and was about to speak, when suddenly a stern wind rolled down from upstairs, rushing towards Wang Xiaoming who was walking at the end with a stench.

The first thing I saw was Lu Xiaolu who was scrambling for a seat. What he encountered tonight was that he was greatly stimulated. Coupled with the attack of the bloody fetus earlier, his spirit was tense. Just viciously swinging it with the backpack.

Lu Xiaolu and Wang Xiaoming are different. Although both of them have nerd attributes, Lu Xiaolu’s physical fitness is better than Wang Xiaoming’s. Isn’t it 01:30—he is the firefighting team of various sports clubs in college, and his motor nerves are quite developed. I used the strength of throwing a shot put and hit the target.

But instead of being swung away like a tennis ball, that thing stuck heavily to his backpack.

When the three of Lu Xiaolu saw it, they were all horrified—that unknown object was a head!

The head was huge, the skin was dark blood red, the hair on the top was sparse and messy, five short horns stood upright on the top of the head, there was a circle of eyes underneath, the eyes were bright, and the big mouth was almost split into a quarter of the whole face. Three, he was slapped by Lu Xiaolu, and he bit the backpack, his mouth opened and closed, and there was a crisp sound of metal shattering, Lu Xiaolu's backpack was bitten off most of it, and the instant noodle keys and nails in the backpack jingled and fell off. land.

Wang Xiaoming's scalp suddenly went numb.

If this thing had bitten him just now, half of his shoulder would have been crushed!

Lu Xiaolu probably suffered too much shock tonight, and his nerves were numb from fright. At this time, he was so angry that he threw his backpack directly, and was about to fight with a sugar cane knife.

Lu Xiaolu's imposing manner was astonishing, that monster seemed to have the ability to think, and it actually knew how to avoid the locomotive-like Lu Xiaolu's edge, and stepped back three points.

Even Zhong Yi was taken aback by Lu Xiaolu, before he had time to take a closer look, Lu Xiaolu had already rushed over.

Lu Xiaolu held the knife and slashed upwards with his backhand. The extremely sharp new knife drew a cold light in the dark corridor, and went straight to the half of the neck of the monster whose head was turned red!

But the impulsive Lu Xiaolu was completely unaware that they were standing in the corridor, and that strange head—no matter what its structure was, it seemed to be able to fly right now.

The strange head showed a sinister expression with a strange smile, and suddenly it slid back sideways, with a strange and light movement, like a deformed big bird.

The light in the iron building was dim, Lu Xiaolu just stared at the big bloody mouth of the monster head and the circle of bright eyes, forgetting where he was for a moment.

So Lu Xiaolu had just jumped onto the low railing when his feet creaked and he slid down the railing.

The hero Lu Xiaolu fell from the iron building corridor to the first floor.

Wang Xiaoming was startled by the sound of Lu Xiaolu hitting the ground heavily, and was about to rush down: "Xiaolu?!"

Zhong Yi quickly grabbed him with his quick eyes, and almost at the same time, the flying head flew towards Wang Xiaoming's head with a fierce gleam in the circle of eyes, and opened his mouth to bite Wang Xiaoming's head.

"Break the Heavenly Plague Road!" Zhong Yi yelled heavily, and with a strong wind between his fists, he passed by Wang Xiaoming's ear, and grabbed Fei's head.

Wang Xiaoming didn't turn his head back, he only heard a loud noise, and the wind subsided a bit.

"Erduandi Plague Gate!" Zhong Yi rushed forward, bent his waist and kicked up, the flying head let out a cry that sounded like crying, Wang Xiaoming turned around, and saw that the flying head was speeding up again After a few minutes, just avoiding Zhong Yi's offensive, the horns on his head looked blunt, but they hit a hole in Zhong Yi's chest!

Zhong Yi was knocked back two steps, his expression was very ugly, he probably didn't expect this flying head to be so hard.

Wang Xiaoming didn't know what to do for a while——Lu Xiaolu fell downstairs and didn't know what to do. What if there was still the bloody fetus downstairs?

But Zhong Yi also looked very bad, he should step forward to help, but what about Lu Xiaolu...

Wang Xiaoming was disturbed, and he was stunned for a few seconds at the stairs, only to see Zhong Yi, who was hit by the flying head but gave up on being hit by the wall, and flew straight towards Wang Xiaoming!

Wang Xiaoming stared straight at Feitou rushing towards him, and didn't know how to react for a moment.

"Three Duanren have a way!" Zhong Yi was too late to be hurt by Feitou, not only threw some sharp weapon over, breaking the distance between Feitou and Wang Xiaoming: "Four Duangui has no way!"

When Wang Xiaoming heard Zhong Yi's low shout, he seemed to wake up with a start. When he saw Zhong Yi rushing over with a bloody hole, and turned to meet Fei Tou, he seemed to glance at Wang Xiaoming.

It seems that I didn't see it...

The strange head was blocked by Zhong Yi, but the circle of eyes turned back firmly, staring at Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming and those eyes looked at each other for a second, then suddenly moved.

He didn't go downstairs, nor did he stand beside Zhong Yi, but rushed straight up to the third floor.

There was an even more mournful howl behind him, and Wang Xiaoming didn't turn his head, only hearing the muffled sound of his body hitting the iron wall, which was shockingly loud.

He went upstairs in two steps in three steps, ignoring the wind behind him, and rushed straight into the corridor on the third floor.

There is only one huge room on the third floor. The door is not locked, but it cannot be opened.

Wang Xiaoming couldn't shake the door even after bumping it several times, so he pried it in with a folding stick in desperation.

When he saw the naked woman washing bloody clothes, Wang Xiaoming immediately installed the canopy ruler. At this time, the canopy ruler became hot as soon as it touched the iron door.

Wang Xiaoming was so hot that he almost let go of his hand. After realizing it, he immediately pressed the canopy ruler against the crack of the door. The canopy ruler was getting hotter and hotter. He could almost feel that the iron door that the canopy ruler was pressing against seemed to be softened by the high heat. ——Wang Xiaoming lifted his foot and kicked it, and this time the door was actually kicked open a crack.

Wang Xiaoming's heart was beating wildly, he leaned against the canopy ruler, pushed open the door slowly with his feet, and then almost took three steps backwards due to the smell of fishy smell rushing towards him.

The room was blood-red, and there was a big bed in the middle. On the bed lay a headless body, more than three meters long, with iron shackles on its wrists and ankles. It was shaking violently, but it was too tight to move.

There was a woman lying on her stomach under the bed, with a large pool of blood dripping from her body, she was motionless and lifeless.

Although this body has no head, it is full of muscles. Looking from a distance, the hostility emanating from it has almost become concrete. Wang Xiaoming stood still, and the corners of his eyes suddenly felt sharp pain-he seemed to see the big bed covered With a terrible black cloud!

There was a dull sound of footsteps coming up the stairs, followed by the flying head's angry howl.

"Qiduan Evil Master Road—" Zhong Yi's long chant resounded in the corridor.

Wang Xiaoming seemed startled by Zhong Yi's voice, his dull eyes began to roll, and he turned his head to look around.

Then he gripped the canopy ruler tightly and quickly jumped onto the big bed.

【"How many times do you want me to teach you? You squib!" Zhong Yi was always very rude to him.

"Heart and hand are united, don't move without confusion. You can't tolerate hesitation in doing this kind of thing!"] There was another muffled sound, and Zhong Yi rolled in from the door.

Wang Xiaoming didn't turn his head, but held the canopy ruler tightly with his swollen hands.

People have doors, ghosts also have dead spots.

Since ancient times, the locust tree has grown its essence to hide its roots, and the wild fox has hidden its inner alchemy because the celestial masters and warlocks can often see where their essence is concentrated at a glance——

The fishy wind chased in.

Wang Xiaoming ruthlessly inserted the canopy ruler into the navel of the headless body on the bed, and a stream of black blood gushed out like a small fountain!

Feitou wailed suddenly, and rushed towards Wang Xiaoming like a madman.

"There is a way for people to come, but there is no way for evil spirits!" Zhong Yi rolled on the spot, and a wooden magic talisman missile in his hand stabbed Feitou: "I invite Nanbei Xingjun, Bu Tianluo!"

Wang Xiaoming already felt that Feitou's messy hair had drifted to the back of his head. At this moment, the room was suddenly filled with golden light, and a net of light spread all over the sky, covering the Feitou with his head!

Just as Wang Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief, who knows if the body on the bed knew that his head was in trouble, a violent bullet bounced up, and the iron chain as thick as his forearm was ripped apart, Wang Xiaoming was defenseless and was directly caught by the body He overturned and fell back, but behind him was the bloody mouth of the flying head in the net.

The corner of Zhong Yi's eyes twitched, and he was about to raise his hand, but saw a white light rising from Wang Xiaoming's body, and he turned him back on the bed.

Zhong Yi didn't care about other things, and immediately tied the seal and closed the net. The flying head was tied tightly, and it became tighter and tighter, and fell heavily to the ground.

Wang Xiaoming was thrown onto the body on the bed, Zhong Yi didn't care about the flying head, and rushed over to pull Wang Xiaoming, but saw Wang Xiaoming stand up and jump up.

Zhong Yi was taken aback for a moment, his sword eyebrows tightened, and he took a step back, opening the distance between him and Wang Xiaoming.

Standing by the bed, Wang Xiaoming glanced at the woman on the ground, then at the flying head, and finally at Zhong Yi with complicated eyes.

Zhong Yi didn't care about his injuries, and asked coldly, "Who are you?"

Wang Xiaoming smiled slightly, and there was a trace of grace in the corner of his mouth, which made Wang Xiaoming look more indescribable than usual.

"I asked Xiao Ming to do me a favor." Wang Xiaoming said, "I thought he was here, so I would do it myself, but you and Xiao Ming are very good."

Zhong Yi stood vigilantly on the spot, seeing that the other party didn't seem to intend to hurt Wang Xiaoming, and was about to ask questions, but Wang Xiaoming suddenly rolled his eyes and lay down on the spot.

Zhong Yi: "...?!"

Damn it, she was cold and gorgeous just now, why did she suddenly rush to the street in the next second?

Zhong Yi walked over without thinking, just squatting down to turn him over to see what happened, Wang Xiaoming snorted twice and got up by himself.

"Hey?" Wang Xiaoming stared at Zhong Yi in bewilderment: "Are you coming up?"

Zhong Yi: "..."

"I'll go!" Wang Xiaoming jumped up again when he saw Feitou covered by the light net.

Zhong Yiqiang held him down and looked into his eyes carefully.

Wang Xiaoming was uncomfortable being watched by him: "What are you doing? Ah...there is a flying saucer!"

Zhong Yi really wanted to slap this kid who didn't understand the situation: "Don't move! You just—"

"No! UFO!" Wang Xiaoming opened his mouth wide.

Zhong Yi turned his head, and there was indeed a bright white light outside the window.

In the light, a snow-white strange beast stood on the clouds, with the head of a dragon and the body of a horse, with its eyes closed, a short horn on its head, and its body shimmering.

"Ouch." Wang Xiaoming blinked: "Unicorn...?"

Zhong Yi: "...you don't even know Pixiu?!"

"What do you mean 'I don't even know Pixiu'?" Wang Xiaoming said, "I'm sorry, should I know? It's a mythical beast! It's not a Samoyed!"

"I'm Tianlu." Pixiu closed his eyes, but turned to Wang Xiaoming precisely: "Xiaoming, you're here."

Wang Xiaoming=口=: "Have we met?"

Pixiu nodded slightly: "I invited you here."

Wang Xiaoming stared blankly at Pixiu, which shimmered in the dim iron building, and suddenly felt that the scene looked familiar.

"Wait." Wang Xiaoming said, "I did meet a glowing one recently..."

The exquisite robe flutters in the night wind, the eyes covered by a white ribbon, and the posture of standing on the clouds.

"I dreamed about you." Wang Xiaoming's eyes widened: "But——"

But the object of the dream is a person, not a unicorn.

Pixiu nodded: "I was restrained by Zhu Dian boy, I can't move, I can only escape a trace of spirit to find you."

"Zhu Dian boy?"

Pixiu turned to Zhong Yi and nodded to him.

Zhong Yi guessed that it was Pixiu just now, he was poked a hole by the flying head, and he was beaten again and again, the internal injury was not serious, and he nodded with a bad face: "I saw those mural women, just I probably guessed it."

Wang Xiaoming said, "I can't guess."

Zhong Yi glared at him.

"Zhu Dian Boy is a monster from long ago." Pixiu said gently.

"I've only heard that there have been five evil spirits since ancient times, and Zhudian boy is one of them." Zhong Yi said: "It likes to suck blood and eat people, and it doesn't eat people who are not virgins. It was beheaded by an expert hundreds of years ago. Even if you go to hell, you still don't die, you can only chain your limbs and seal them in the abyss, and you won't see the light of day."

Before he finished speaking, the optical net in his hand struggled violently, as if the flying head was announcing that they had nothing to do with him.

"You used the net method of heaven and earth. You are a descendant of Luban." Pixiu said.

Zhong Yi nodded.

"Thanks to you. My eyes were gouged out, and I was already very weak. Ever since Zhu Dian boy appeared, I have been unable to move. If it weren't for you, I would have decayed into ashes in half a month." "You are an auspicious beast, Fushou How could Tianqi decay?" Zhong Yi frowned.

"Fushou Tianqi, that's just self-deception, there is no such thing in the world, including gods." Pai Yao said calmly.

"What happened to your eyes?" Wang Xiaoming's focus was different from Zhong Yi's.

"Gu Tianxian." Pai Yao said.

Wang Xiaoming: "Huh? Mr. Gu?"

Pixiu turned his head sideways.

Wang Xiaoming: "I mean...he's just a human being—although there are a lot of strange things hanging on his body, he's still a human being."

How can a person hurt a beast?

"In the early years of Gu Tianxian, he was not what you saw." Pixiu said, "I have slept in Wutong Mountain for 300 years. 30 years ago, Gu Tianxian was instructed by a monster, and he found the mountain where I slept, and dug into it. , to find me."

Since ancient times, Pixiu swallows everything without letting it out, attracts wealth and gathers treasures, and can only enter and exit. It is the mascot in the dream of all businessmen.

Back then, Gu Tianxian was not a businessman, but a ruthless gangster. He followed a gangster who was smuggling in the southeast, and he showed some style in the past few years. I don't know who pointed him out, saying that Guangdong has Pixiu.

Gu Tianxian led people to find Wutong Mountain to get Pixiu, but everyone can get the auspicious beast?Back then when Gu Tianxian woke up Paixiu and caused a landslide, at least twenty of his pups were lost.

But he didn't know where the vicious method came from, and he actually caught the Pixiu who could swallow clouds and fog, and even gouged out two of Pixiu's eyes.

Pixiu, who has no eyes, can only be locked in Wutong Mountain by him. Pixiu has the nature of accumulating wealth. As long as Gu Tianxian guarantees that Pixiu will not die, his money will only increase.

But Gu Tianxian was not satisfied. After he used his methods and got the help of Ruishou, he actually learned the taste and began to pursue various unnatural methods in order to make his life more smooth.

From witchcraft to lowering the head to all kinds of heresy sorcery, Gu Tianxian almost used all the methods he could find.

It's a pity that the shortcut is so easy to take, just like drug addiction, when ordinary marijuana can no longer make Gu Tianxian feel pleasure, but when the side effects gradually appear, in addition to withdrawal, he can only seek higher purity and stronger potency. Using drugs to suppress side effects is tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst.

When the time dragged on and Gu Tianxian became more and more unable to cope with the things attached to him and kept at home, he finally decided to find a big one—something that could calm down all the side effects for him.