MTL - Faraway Wanderers-Chapter 77 Ultimate (below)

Even though Wen Kexing was so embarrassed that he had air in and out, the scorpion stood still two feet away from him, standing there with a smile on his face, saying, "I can't think of it."

Wen Kexing was able to squeeze out a smile and asked softly, "I can't think of anything?"

The scorpion shook his head and said, "What awesome scenery, what kind of patience, when it comes to such a point, who knows what is happening in this world?"

Wen Kexing took a breath and seemed to be able to reach his chest, so he replied very weakly: "Brother Scorpion said this is too wrong. I have been a ghost for eight years, and I have never slept for one day. What is the scenery? ? "

The scorpion thought for a while and nodded: "Exactly, yes, people like us don't have the happy and worry-free days of ordinary people."

Wen Kexing looked at this extraordinary man and chuckled: "I dare not compare with Brother Scorpion like this. I can't sleep well just because I'm afraid that others will kill me. Now ... I don't need to Scared."

The scorpion nodded and said, "Yes, you are going to die. Naturally you don't need to be afraid of death anymore."

Wen Kexing suddenly asked: "Lao Meng-did you kill him?"

The scorpion chuckled and said, "I won't kill him, can't I wait for him to kill me? Ghost master, your loyal old slave, but you want to die, why do you care about him?"

Wen Kexing nodded when he heard the words, and asked, "How much live is left in Yanzhong ..."

The scorpion felt that he was extra worried, but still said, "How much is left to live, do you still need to say? The last name Zhao killed half, and the remaining half wounded, naturally fell into my hands-I can't think of a ghost The Lord is so kind-hearted that he is too busy to take care of himself, and still thinks about the life and death of people in the valley. The ghost masters of all ages ... you are really the most affectionate and righteous one. "

Wen Kexing laughed silently, with some strange expressions, but calmly said: "Brother Scorpion, evil spirits are dying, and they are evil spirits, I am afraid it is difficult to deal with."

Scorpion said indifferently: "I have some dead men under my command. It's not a few dozens to die, I don't care."

Wen Kexing closed his eyes and said in his mouth, "Okay, Brother Scorpion is so courageous, so big, it is a generation of heroes ... Lao Meng, the most sad part of people is not something else, but you are clearly in the situation. Isn't it ridiculous to think that you are the one who holds your son? "

In the last few words, he could only see that his lips were tilted, and it was almost difficult to hear. The scorpion seemed to feel as if he was at ease. He walked a little forward and agreed: "Yes, the ghost master is a man who can see easily-put Give me your hook. "

As soon as he reached out, someone handed in a weapon. The scorpion smiled and looked at Wen Ke, who was leaning against the tree, whose movements had been difficult, saying, "People like the ghost master should be my own hands. It is disrespectful. "

As he said, he put the hook across his chest, slowly walked forward, and whispered, "On the road of Huangquan, please let the master go ahead."

Having said that, he lifted the hook high, and Wen Kexing opened his eyes and looked at him calmly. The dark eyes seemed like a pool of standing water, as if the person who was about to die was not him.

Suddenly, the scorpion felt a strong wind coming from one side. The killing intention was too obvious. He was stimulated by the murderous gas, his hairs were erected, and the hook was lifted up with a loud drink. The visitor was in black. Man, dressed in poisonous scorpion, but not masked. A soft sword in his hand avoided the hook, and the sacral bone was generally wrapped around the scorpion's arm. The scorpion screamed, his arm was rolled up by the soft sword, He fell down.

The scorpions behind the scorpion were trained immediately in order to come up, just listening to the movement of "Ding-Dang-Dang-Dang", dazzling, and the blink of an eye, the dust settled: one person stood, several people lay down Now, no matter whether it is life or death, every lying person has been cut off with an arm holding a weapon.

Wen Kexing saw the person clearly, but suddenly sighed and whispered, "Fool, what are you doing?"

Zhou Zishu glanced at him with his eyes and sneered, "Come and collect the corpse for you."

Zhou Qishu's nails of Qiqiao Sanqiu were suppressed by the great witch's medicine. At this moment, his skill has been restored to 90% of his heyday. It is a single fight in front, and the scorpion cannot be his opponent. Besides, he just shot it. Sneak attack.

He turned to the scorpion, his sword in white drooped slightly, and said a little stiffly, "Do you dare to move?"

Wen Kexing stared blankly at the back he was blocking in front of him, his fingers trembling slightly.

Scorpion was painful and pale, but still gave a smile, and reluctantly said, "Ah ... it's Brother Zhou, I don't know Brother Zhou is coming here, it's my fault."

He glanced at the two inscrutablely, and waved, "The master is here, and I will not be bored until we wait, we will not change the mountains, the green water will flow-withdrawal!"

Several alive poisonous scorpions climbed up to the ground and quickly followed the scorpion to withdraw, but Zhou Zishu didn't chase, just turned around and watched Wen Kexing.

Wen Kexing's eyes flickered, but he just laughed and said, "You should still be careful ..."

His words didn't fall, Zhou Zishu's eyes fixed, his body twirled, and a white sword in his hand pulled a beautiful sword flower, "ding", and touched something, and then a groan in the forest behind him, Zhou Zishu Shaking his head and sighing: "Same tricks, two times for the same person, will the so-called poisonous scorpions actually have three axes? Based on this, is it worthy to be compared with Sijizhuang?"

Wen Kexing looked at him for a while, laughed, suddenly reached out a hand, grabbed a volley.

Zhou Zishu frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

Wen Kexing whispered, "There is light in you ... I'll take a look."

Zhou Zishu raised his eyebrows slightly, put his hands on his chest, leaned against the trunk of a large tree, and suddenly asked, "Actually ... there is no hangman Xue Fang?"

Wen Kexing laughed. He was still obsessed with his fingers, and slightly loosened, as if something would leak out of his empty palm. His voice was still very low, angry like a gossamer, as if at any time. May be interrupted and said, "You see it."

"What about the real key?"

"Folded and told me to throw it down from the top of the mountain." Wen Kexing narrowed his eyes and said slowly.

Zhou Zishu nodded, and suddenly felt ridiculous—no key, and glazed armor is also utterly ridiculous. People who fought for themselves as corpses on Fengyashan did not understand until they died. What they are fighting for is actually one Pile of scrap.

Wen Kexing said softly: "I spent three years secretly raising Sun Ding, otherwise, how can such a rotten muddy man who can't get on the wall hang the ghost chamber with impermanence ghosts?"

"Then you seduce the hanged ghosts to steal the keys when they fight to the white heat."

Wen Kexing laughed and whispered: "I do n’t have it, they all want it-thirty years ago, evil spirits of all sizes in Ghost Valley began to covet the arsenal. Liulijia belonged to the five major families, evil spirits. They are fledgling and dare not act lightly, they can only start with the keys. "

He tilted his head, coughed twice, and brought out some bloodshot blood. Wen Kexing gently reached out and wiped the blood on his face. Then he said, "At that time, Mrs. Rong gave the key to my father. They all thought they were present. Only three of them were dead. Mrs. Rong died. The dragon sparrow kept this secret until she died. If so, the world would be peaceful, wouldn't it be good? "

"Is there a fourth person?" Zhou Zishu frowned, quickly responding, and asked, "Is Zhao Jing? He ... he didn't have the strength at that time, and he couldn't open this mouth to the decent people, so he secretly joined Ghost Valley?"

"Probably-they're all dead anyway." Wen Kexing sneered, and took a deep breath, saying, "It's funny that Mrs. Rong didn't tell my father in the end to keep it secret. What was the key given to him? My father only took it as a very important thing and could n’t lose it, so he took my mother into a small village and hid it for ten years ... But ah, when I was nine years old, An unlucky thing happened in the village, an owl ... "

"Okay." Zhou Zishu interrupted him, silenced for a while, then softened his voice, and said, "Okay, all those years, you don't ..."

Wen Kexing said to himself: "My father and mother felt that they had affected the people in the village. They had to fight them to the end, but they sent me away overnight. I was not at ease, and I ran back secretly. I see ... "

He sighed, slowly raised his head, looking at the dim dim light, and said, "I saw, my father's body was broken in two, my mother fell to one side, her hair was scattered, and her clothes were not visible. It was in the original color, with a flesh-faced face on it, the nose was shaved, and the outline of the facial features was not visible. The body was penetrated by a gun from the chest to the back, passing under the butterfly bone, you know How did I recognize her? "

Zhou Zi looked at him silently.

Wen Kexing said: "I loved beauties when I was a kid. I think my mother is the first-class beauty in the world. She likes to stick to her and tells her to carry me. If she is used to the butterfly bones behind her, she will never forget. Now. "

Zhou Zishu said: "The key fell into the hands of Guigu so, how are you ..."

"Me?" Wen Kexing raised an eyebrow and suddenly laughed. The louder he laughed, the more sobbing sound in the throat finally, it is no longer known whether he was crying or laughing, "me? I fell down several times on the road, long dirty as a mud monkey. When the evil spirits came to see me, I thought I was going to die, and stood there stupidly, and came alone to catch me. I bit him subconsciously, and he yelled, saying 'This is a little lunatic.' Everyone around laughed, and a woman said, to strip my skin, go back and make a human hide, I Afraid ... I thought of a way. "

Zhou Zishu's throat moved slightly, his eyebrows frowned slightly, but he said nothing.

It's getting dark and quiet all over, Wen Kexing coughed again, and whispered, "Oh, just under their eyes, walked up, lay on the ground, biting my dad bite by bite. The corpse is very hard to bite. It will take a long time to tear, and then swallow his flesh into his stomach ... It ’s not too much, let me think for myself. Isn't it my bone blood? They look at me. Slowly, I didn't smile anymore. The man who was bitten by me finally decided that I was born as a ghost and shouldn't stay in the world, so he took me back to Ghost Valley. "

Zhou Zishu leaned down, put a hand on his side face, maybe blood loss, Wen Kexing's eyes were a little bit loose, his skin was extremely cold, he felt warm, and tilted his head unconsciously and rubbed his palm. He said silently: "I've been here for twenty years, the first twelve years, I've been living hard, climbing up, desperately ... After eight years, I finally climbed up, and prepared for my event. . "

Zhou Zishu said: "You secretly helped Sun Ding, drove the hanged ghost to despair, induced him to steal the key, followed him, killed him, and then disposed of his body and key together, which caused Xue Fang The illusion of fleeing led Gu Gu to fall out of the nest, chase and kill Xue Fang, watch Sun Ding and Lao Meng with thoughts, and watch them ... "

Wen Kexing interrupted him: "In this world, there is only one thing that can ruin ghosts."

"It's popular."

Wen Kexing yanked his face sideways, coughed heartbreakingly, rolled inside for a while, and the feeling of suffocation spread. Suddenly, a hand was put on his back, and a soft internal force scattered instantly. In his seven classics, he was slightly more conscious.

Zhou Zishu saw that he took a sigh of relief, immediately received the power, and whispered softly: "You are out of force, but the trauma is more serious, you must bandage to stop bleeding, otherwise I dare not help you run the internal force."

He looked at Wen Kexing's eyes and said, "I ask you, do you want to live?"

Wen Kexing looked at him in silence for a long time, and asked, "Will you ... leave?"

Zhou Zishu smiled and shook his head.

Wen Kexing desperately clenched his teeth, held his hand, and braced himself up: "Live-" He said, "Why don't I want to live, why can't I live ?! The great evil live, why do I, why ca n’t I live ... I want to ... "

This breath can no longer be renewed. He fluttered and gasped. Zhou Zi sighed, closed his acupuncture point, hugged him and walked down the mountain.

He brought Wen Kexing, who was blood, to the town, and after two full days of delay, Wen Kexing was awake and barely able to eat. A few days later, Zhou Zishu hired a carriage and took him in the direction of Luoyang before he set off. He just met Gao Xiaoli and Zhang Chengling.

Zhang Chengling was still stunned. When he saw Zhou Zishu, he immediately burst into tears and whispered, saying, "Master ... Brother Cao ..."

Gao Xiaoli's eyes were also red, Zhou Zishu sighed and said softly, "I know."

The palm rested on top of his head, soothing him. Then Zhang Chengling burst out again: "Master ... I, I also killed someone ... I killed someone ..."

Zhou Zi's hand stiffened, and Wen Kexing, who was leaning in the carriage, also looked over, and looked at the little ghost in amazement.

Gao Xiaoli clenched his fist and said, "There is also my part, don't cry, that person is a bad person, it's time to kill! We lost our way on Fengyashan, and met a man dressed in colorful clothes, followed for a while, I realized that he was the head of a poisonous scorpion, but I don't know why, the man broke an arm, as if he had a poisonous needle ... "

Zhou Zishu's complexion looked very good, Wen Kexing couldn't help but smile low. Zhang Chengling added: "Then that person seemed to be unable to hold down the poisonous scorpions under their hands, and they were inward and outward ..."

Wen Kexing asked lowly, "Did you make a scorpion while messing up?"

Zhang Chengling gave a shout, feeling that even though the other party was a bad person, his behavior at the expense of others was also very shameless.

Wen Kexing laughed-this is the head of a god.

Later, Gao Xiaoli wiped away her tears, said goodbye to them, and went back to Gaojiazhuang. The girl has gone through all kinds and has grown up overnight. Zhang Chengling went to Luoyang with Zhou Zishu. After a round with Qiye and Dawu, Zhang Chengling took the ashes of Mrs. Rong Xuan and Mrs. Rong to Changming Mountain.

After a month of nursing, the big witch began to take nails for Zhou Zi and reconnect the meridians.

On that day, when Changming Mountain suddenly fell in heavy snow, Wen Kexing stood outside the house, as if he heard a call from the inside, and felt secure. Qiye suddenly patted his shoulder behind him, and said, "Relax, you are 30% sure of others, and you will not lose sight of Zishu."

Wen Kexing turned to look at him, Qiye laughed: "Since he can handle it, he can't stand nailing himself in that year, will he still be afraid to pull out? He ..."

The words behind him disappeared, but there was a smile on his face.

Qiye seems to have a strange charm, which makes people stand beside him, and then he calms down, but Wen Kexing is only quiet for a moment, then turns away without saying a word, thinking this little white face, looks It's really like a fox. Be careful.

That made Qiye very inexplicable.

After three months of coma, Zhou Zishu finally woke up. He just felt that his whole body seemed to have been removed from a heavy set of shackles. The whole person lightened up, except for the right hand, which was held tightly by someone. The man seemed exhausted and was leaning aside to snore.

Zhou Zishu was stunned for a while, thinking about the cause and effect, just like another generation.

However, in the end, he just stared at the hands of the two holding each other for a while, and smiled slightly-it turned out that yesterday was dead and passed by for years, but he was just waiting for such a person who can hold hands right and wrong. .

The author has something to say:

End of the text ~