After experiencing a loss of control, the beast nature has been lurking for the time being, and the desire for bloodlust is not so strong.

"Cai Wei, it's okay. ”

Hearing the words of the ghost crying and seeing the ghost's crying expression, Cai Wei smiled happily: "I knew that the ghost brother could do it." ”

The big black horse came back and took a wolf in his mouth. The wolf's chest was sunken, presumably kicked by a big black horse, and blood was dripping from his mouth. Behind it, followed by a few wolves, just watching from afar, appearing and disappearing in the fog, occasionally glimpsing its outline, but they only followed like this, not daring to approach.

The situation is already very clear, it is estimated that these wolves wanted to hunt the big black horse, but they were kicked to death by the big black horse.

Ghost Cry looked at the wolf, patted the big black horse's head, and praised: "Well done." ”

The big black horse put down the wolf and raised his head proudly: "Hey, hey, hey~~"

The big mouth circled next to the suitcase, looking at the big black horse, and his whole body twisted with jealousy. Who dragged such a big bundle of firewood back? Isn't it just bullying it and not having a mouth? Isn't it just bullying it and not screaming?

Ghost Cry looked at the wolf on the ground, and his eyes flashed with memory. Wolf, it's not the first time Yang An has eaten it, but he has eaten it several times.

The first time I ate it, it was when Yang An came down the mountain. The last time I ate it, it was in the army. At that time, they were chased by Da Zhou, and a lot of grain and grass were thrown away. So the soldiers were forced to reluctantly start hunting in the mountains, and Yang An hunted a wolf that didn't have time to escape.

Drawing his short knife, Ghost Cry stepped forward, carried the wolf to the courtyard, and then fetched water from the well, and got busy.

The wolves wandering outside naturally saw the ghost cry, but for some reason, it was clear that the ghost cry was much smaller than the big black horse, but as soon as they saw the ghost cry, they quickly and quietly withdrew.

The taste of wolf meat is completely different from the rumors in the world where Luo Kai is located. In fact, if you think about it, you know how wolf meat could not be delicious.

Wolves and dogs are of the same origin. As the saying goes, dog meat rolls three times, and the gods can't stand steadily, and the same goes for wolf meat.

Moreover, maybe it's because of the psychology of eating less, or maybe it's really delicious, Ghost Cry always feels that wolf meat is better than dog meat with Yang An's memory. In any case, wolf meat can be considered game.

Relying on the courage of the artist, after handling the wolf meat, he took out the pot from the suitcase, poured water and burned it on the bonfire, and went into the woods alone to find some mushrooms he knew.

Then, put some salt and stew a pot of light wolf broth.

Yang An has eaten a lot, but the ghost cry is the first time to eat. However, compared to what I remember, this pot of wolf meat seems to be much tastier. This wolf meat seems to have a problem!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the big black horse, and the big black horse's fur trembled and sneezed!

With such a big wolf, Ghost Cry and Cai Wei naturally can't eat it all, and a large part of it is cheaper than the big dark horse. He looked at it with a big mouth and writhed again.

Outside, thunderclouds rolled in the sky, and gradually, it became dark.

Large raindrops fell from the sky, and the fog dissipated.

Thunderbolts flashed one after another, and in the rolling thunder, bursts of white light made the entire mountain temple flash one after another, adding a bit of gloomy horror. Streams of cold wind poured straight in, mixed with rain, and the bonfire kept shaking.

Ghost Cry closed the door, blocked the wind and rain outside, sat down, peeled off the iron armor of the unjust soul, poured demonic energy into the palm of his hand, and then brushed it on it carefully.

Recently, he found that this method is conducive to the repair of the iron frame of the unjust soul, but every time he uses this method, it is quite annoying.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee, don't scratch, don't scratch, hahahahaha......"

"The old rascal, he actually touched the old lady and took advantage of the old lady. ”

"Upstairs, aren't you a man?"

", the old lady just looks like a man. ”

"Anyway, where did you come from? I haven't seen you before, so skinny. ”

"You don't care where we came from. ”

"I'm rubbing, these goods were smuggled from that headless guy. ”

"No wonder it feels more and more crowded, it turns out that there are ghosts smuggling !!"

"I'm rubbing, you guys, don't you know how to pay rent when you live here?"

"I'll give you money, do you want it?"

"What's the use of asking for money?"

"You're so bored. ”

"Quiet, quiet, don't disturb Lao Tzu's cultivation of immortals......"

"It's all a ghost, and you're still cultivating a fart immortal, let's accumulate virtue and cultivate gods!"

"Good idea. ”

"It's all a ghost, that fart-picking ......"

Listening to the chirping of a group of remnant souls, the ghost couldn't help but cry and his forehead was bruised: "Quiet!"

All of a sudden, it was quiet. Cai Wei's timid voice came from his ears: "Big brother ghost?"

Ghost Cry raised his head, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his face became softer: "I'm sorry, I didn't say you. ”

Rumble!

The white light flashed, and a large cold wind rolled in through the window, and the broken window paper made a crackling sound, so it was not annoying.

Bang bang......

There was a quick knock on the door, and Cai Wei got up to open the door, but was stopped by Ghost Cry. Ghost Cry put on the iron armor of the unjust soul, lifted the long knife, walked to the door and shouted, "Who is coming?"

A loud voice came in through the door: "The hero of the dart head in the Xia Changwei Dart Bureau, known as the golden whip and silver sword, the brothers inside, I hope to give it a convenience." ”

Long Might Dart Game?

Devil Cry opened the door, and it was the dart head who liked to whip in. He saw the ghost crying, was stunned for a moment, and arched his hand: "Brother didn't go out either?"

Ghost Cry nodded, "That fog is a little weird. ”

"yes. Wang Yingying nodded, with a sad face, and turned his head to greet everyone: "Come in." ”

Everyone flocked in, and several large boxes were quickly moved in by them, and looking at their appearance, the contents were quite heavy.

Lao Wang finally led the horse in, saw the ghost crying, and whispered a few words to Wang Yingying, Wang Yingying was surprised, and couldn't help but look at the ghost crying a few times.

More than 20 people poured in at once, and suddenly, the originally empty mountain temple suddenly became a little crowded.

Wang Yingying walked over and bowed his hand politely to the ghost cry: "Dare to ask Your Excellency, but the demon sword ghost crying ghost hero." ”

"So-and-so does make a ghost cry, but what's going on with the demon knife. "Ghost Cry only felt that the title was a little inexplicable.

Wang Yingying said with a smile: "What the ghost hero did in Jiangning City has already spread all over the neighborhood. Everyone says that the ghost hero's sword skills are like demons, unpredictable, and he has the ability to be a hundred. ”

Originally, the reputation of Devil Cry would not have spread so quickly. After all, his reputation was stepped on the heads of the Bai family's father and son, and the Bai family's father and son should have tried to find a way to stop it, as much as possible, to make this matter less noticeable.

However, who knows, on the night after the ghost cried away, the Bai family father and son died in Huangquan. Judging by the judgment, they were all killed with knives, and they were killed with one sword. As a result, the reputation of Ghost Cry spread faster, and many people linked him to the death of the Bai family's father and son, but since there was no direct evidence, everyone only speculated.

However, later, some people put the ghost cry as Yang An, a swordsman from Bashu, who was as famous as Li Yu, and had a bloody history of Zhangjiabao on a rainy night. As a result, more people directly believed that it was Ghost Cry who attacked and killed the Bai family's father and son at night. Then, the ghost cry was spread more and more gods.

At first, Wang Yingying didn't recognize it yet. However, when Lao Wang mentioned it. After a little recollection, it seems that the reason for the dispute between him and the Bai family father and son is a woman, and there are two iconic things on his body, narrow eyes, and a long knife in the army. As soon as it is totaled, it is immediately confirmed. Then, it dawned on me.

No wonder, no wonder he can kill those people in the village with one enemy, one knife and one person, he said that it was a swordsman who suddenly appeared which fierce man, it turned out to be this master.

"Don't say polite words, a troublesome person like me, in your profession, if you can, you won't provoke, even if you recognize it, you will generally pretend not to know. Say, what are you looking for me? ”

Wang Yingying's old face turned red, he glanced at the pile of firewood on the ground, and said with a smile: "I want to borrow some firewood and dry the clothes on my body, I don't know if it's okay?"

He couldn't either, this rain came strangely, the rain was as cold as ice, the wind cut his body like a knife, and his whole body was uncomfortably tight, so he couldn't help but be careless. In case one or two brothers get a cold, they will be in big trouble if they can't go to the village and can't go to the store.

"There is any superfluity, you can take it, but there are female dependents here, you can do it. ”

Wang Yingying had a bright smile on his face: "Yes, yes, it won't stain the girl's eyes." ”