Since Rumba returned to the house, the old lady didn't give him a good look.

Can he be blamed for this? At that time, I saw the old shaman enter the house, how could he, as the successor of the next shaman, have to go up to give the master courage, but didn't he see that the old shaman with such a high mana has fallen? He is a new shaman, and he can't be honestly a sandbag, what else can he do?

When he returned to the house, Rumba's face was swollen like a pig's head, which even his inflexible old lady could not recognize, and when he came back, it was carried back by several villagers, and the chubby Ike of the neighbor really thought that he didn't see the fat boy eyebrow at his old lady, if it wasn't for the pain on his body and couldn't get up, he really wanted to go up and beat the fat boy twice.

As soon as his old lady came home, he held the child and cooked the pods, regardless of his existence, and several times when the girl hurried past him, he deliberately moaned very loudly, but people didn't care about it, okay? She only had the damn child in her eyes, and if it weren't for the boy who provoked the evil stars for no reason, he wouldn't have been lying on the ground and letting the whole village see his jokes.

Especially that Ike, although he carried himself back, no one saw that the two eyes of this thing were narrowed into a slit.

The people in the village were saying that Ike had a leg with the old lady, and he had never believed it at first, but today, he really had to believe it.

He was carried back and thrown into the hall, while his old ladies went into the back room with the children.

Rumba couldn't move at all, and the scars all over his body felt a pain in his chest when he breathed, if only there was an old shaman's healing technique at this time, he could recover his scars instantly, and he wouldn't have to suffer such a crime. Suddenly, he heard someone's majestic and powerful footsteps outside the door, and Rumba was stunned, thinking that Ike had come to the door without giving up.

"Why, did you see that I was injured, so you came to seek revenge?" Rumba was facing up on his back, so he had to stare at the ceiling, he couldn't see anyone coming, and he thought it was Ike when he heard the thick footsteps, and he said sarcastically: "The women I have played with are also eye-catching, which is really eye-opening." ”

Then Rumba was speechless, because when he saw the expressionless face of the swarthy man, he stammered, "...... from the rope."

Thinking with his toes, he knew what Lisuo was doing at this time, because Rumba suddenly remembered that the man who had been cursed by his precious son and fell to the ground seemed to be Lisuo's guest.

Lisuo has always been widowed, living alone at the entrance of the village, has always been silent, he is alone at home, living in a cold and dilapidated house all the year round, but he has never seen him embarrassed, but this person is lazy, but he has a good skill, and he has beaten wild boar or other game all the year round, and he has to divide the village people a little, although people don't like to talk, but his temperament is still simple.

Rumba was frightened, at this time his small body could not withstand the greeting of Lisuo, this dark-faced but taciturn man is not easy to bully, and as early as a few days ago, Lisuo said that there would be a distinguished guest, they took advantage of Lisuo to go out hunting, not only did they take good care of this distinguished guest, but also tossed the other party out of bed, what is this called.

As soon as Rumba spit out two words, there was a feeling in his chest that he was pressed by Wan Jun, his eyes suddenly widened, his face was red because of lack of oxygen, and his mouth made a "click" sound like old car parts rubbing against each other, but his body was not a car after all, and he had to gasp more and more rapidly at the sudden big feet of Lisuo, as if Lisuo would lose his life if he tried hard casually.

"Listen...... I...... Said ...... "Rumba didn't want to die like this, he used his best strength to squeeze out these words from his throat weakly, he didn't know if Lu Dao Lisuo would let him go, but he wanted to try, unwilling to fate, he grabbed Lisuo's trouser leg to death, his knuckles were white, as if he was about to tear the trouser leg.

Lisuo raised his foot, frowned and looked at the red-faced Rumba, the anger in his eyes was annihilated little by little by the sympathy evoked by Rumba's weak voice, sighed slightly, stared at the person on the ground who was still breathing, and moved his foot.

Just as he was about to leave, a tiger pounced on the monk, pressed Lisuo in place, and glanced at the red-faced Rumba, the monk didn't know what Lu Dao understood, and immediately said with trepidation: "Yu Xiu's injury, Qin Mu can heal it, but he is about to die, so don't do it." ”

Zhao Laoshi snorted and ran to the back of the closest, but he didn't expect the speed of the bald head in front of him to be so fast, just now because of excitement and curiosity, so when chasing the wild boar, Zhao Laoshi didn't feel so tired, but just trying to catch up with the monk's footsteps made him tired and out of breath, and let no one live, one or two of them are so perverted.

When Zhao Laoshi thought of this, his eyes couldn't help but become a little sad.

A silver arc of light suddenly swept in front of his eyes, Zhao Laoshi's heart moved, squinted at Lisuo, and saw that the swarthy man was holding a silver-white dagger in his hand, the red gems inlaid on the handle were shining, curled up, like a cheetah waiting for its prey, holding a dagger to mural on Lomba's body, as if to cut him into pieces and eat him.

Zhao Laoshi and the monk only felt a cold on their necks, the monk couldn't see the fish, and let go of the rope in a daze, the swarthy man chuckled from his chest, sullen like a happy drum, but Rumba was already frightened to urinate incontinence, and an indescribable smell rose from him, Zhao Laoshi and the monk couldn't help but take a step back, but Lisuo was unmoved, the cold knife flashed with a silver-white cold light, and gestured on Rumba's body.

"I'm a shaman, I'm the future shaman of this village!" Rumba's throat suddenly let out a howl, hoarse and ugly, but it shocked everyone, "You can't kill me!" You can't kill me! All the shamans in the village are reincarnated, and if I die, there will be no reincarnated shamans. ”

No one dared to imagine that this frightened person could make such a sound, it was simply a roar, and his logical thinking was not bad, and he explained all the stakes clearly in a few words, which also made the silver knife hanging on him, constantly comparing the size, stop.

But if you let Rumba know that when the old shaman chose the reincarnation of the spirit child, it happened that Murakami gave birth to two children, Rumba and Ike, that day, the old shaman put black beans and soybeans on the table, and let the Dutch pig who had been raised for more than a year choose, and the Dutch pig chose black beans, then the great responsibility of the reincarnated spirit child fell on the little Rumba who was born not long ago.

Li Suowei frowned invisibly, suppressing the urge in his heart to tear everything apart, suddenly, he smiled slightly, put away the dagger, and at this time, Rumba, put his heart in his stomach.