Chapter 1029 (1/2)
The kowtow man heard the sound and turned his head to his right side in surprise. When he saw Zhou Ze, his eyes immediately opened wide, and the whole man leaned back and fell to the ridge of the field.
It's frightening. If you have a heart attack, you may go directly.
”Haha.”
The Taoist priest went straight to the front and made a catch for the guy, which pressed the man under his body.
If Lao Zhang can use this move, it should be more popular. After all, Lao Zhang is a professional;
but imagine that an old man in his seventies who has cancer can do this action. You really can't ask for more.
Zhou Ze ignored the man, but reached out to touch the mini building. He wanted to know what was hidden here.
However,
at this moment,
a puff of pink smoke suddenly appeared in the building,
Zhou Ze didn't pay attention at all at the beginning, because even if the smoke was poisonous, could he poison himself as he was?
However,
it seems that the other party also knows this,
so the smoke is not directed to Zhou Ze, but directly to the old way.
Zhou Ze hesitated for a moment,
to be honest,
he really wanted to test the old way of ”coming back from the dead” before, and whether his blessing was still there.
But I'm afraid that if the play is off and the Taoist priest is poisoned directly under his own eyes, the fun will be great.
At present,
Zhou Ze stops the previous action, releasing the evil gas from the fingertip of his right hand, blocking the smoke directly.
At this moment,
a red light flies out of the small house. At the moment of flying out, it changes into ten and escapes in all directions!
Zhou Ze's reaction was very fast. He turned around and killed seven of the red lights in an instant, but still let the remaining three fly away.
Then, the pink mist dissipated, Zhou clapped his hands, and the evil spirit disappeared.
Although I don't know what the other side is, it's really amazing that they are determined.
First came to encircle Wei and save Zhao. Then he immediately consumed his source to escape in the form of secret method without hesitation. If he delayed or hesitated a little, he could not escape from Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze didn't think it was a pity, but he looked down and found some notes from the candlelight pile in front of him.
The note recorded the names and addresses of the two men, as well as some miscellaneous information.
In Zhou Ze's impression, it seems that this way of casting spells or inviting ghosts should be done with the eight characters of birth. The young man's work is indeed a little rough. But judging from his previous behavior and the state of sun's son at this time, this guy should not be the first time to do such a thing.
”Who are you? What are you going to do?”
The young man recovered from the shock and began to shout.
He can sense the temperature of the Taoist priest. Since he is a man, he is not so scared.
”Be honest with me!”
Lao Dao continues to press the other side, and at the same time unconsciously tightens a little strength.
Zhou Ze came up to him, squatted down, looked at the man who was pressed by the old road, pointed to the grave head made of the mini building behind him, and asked:
”who were you talking to just now?”
”I want you to take care of it. I want you to take care of my grave. Who are you? How can you take care of it so broadly!”
The man straightened his neck and refused with a wipe in his eyes.
Zhou Ze reaches for his hand, grabs the top of the other's neck, and then works.
”Bang!”
The man's face came into close contact with the ground directly, and this painful pressure and friction, as well as the nearly tearing pain from the neck position, made his nose and tears come out together.
The old man swallowed his saliva. It's really the boss.
Even the king of hell killed them.
In fact, Lao Dao always wanted to ask his boss. Now, would he care about an ordinary life?
But after thinking about it, I still didn't dare to ask.
Finally, Zhou zesong opened his hand, and the man's face was scratched a lot. His nose blood began to overflow and his face was dirty.
”Just now, who is that?”
Zhou Ze asked again.
He believes that there are people in the world who would rather die than surrender, but he believes that the one in front of him is definitely not in that sequence.
Sure enough, sometimes, it is useless to talk well.
”It's the City God.” The man replied as he sucked blood from his nose.
Zhou Ze reaches out again.
”I don't know who it is. I don't say it when I ask it. Then I ask if you are the City God. It says you are right. I've been calling it the City God all the time.”Zhou zegang's outstretched hand was taken back again, and he said:
”next time you answer questions, don't make up your mind to be brief.”
”OK, OK, OK, OK.”
”What are you asking it to do?”
”Ask it to make decisions for the people.”
The man suddenly said sincerely, as if he intended to use this sincerity to move Zhou Ze.
Boss Zhou skipped the topic directly;
continued to ask: