Vol 2 Chapter 2: SMS

This time the range is not big, but after a dozen meters of radius, the zombie baby egg, after twisting his buttocks, ran back to Mu Mu.
Wen Leyang's face was gloomy, and immediately ran over to reach out and start digging. It was the egg-style set. Seventeen clan corpses were found under Mount Emei. Now the old tricks are reapplied, or at the foot of Jiuding Mountain.
Finger touched the seemingly hard rock, Wen Leyang sank in his heart, like the unnamed hillside of Mount Emei, the soil was soft and suitable for sowing.
Master Wen Si waved his hand, and people with dead fonts came to help. After a while, a corpse that hadn't started to rot and hadn't had much time just died was excavated.
Wen Leyang sighed with relief. He didn't know the deceased and was not from the Wen family.
A face that was supposed to be handsome and handsome, deformed in extreme convulsions, the Qiqiao and the nails were thick with mud, and the limbs were twisted uncoordinatedly. The corpse was just moved out, and a tinkling sounded softly, and a brilliant flying sword fell from the dead man's arms.
The people with dead fonts continued to work, and quickly excavated several other bodies. A total of eight dead people, like the disciples who were martyred by the Wen family on Mount Emei, were buried alive vertically. There were five Taoists and three of the eight dead. Ordinary people, except for an elderly Taoist, are young men with clear eyes.
Eight people showed no signs of decay.
Has no respect for the corpses of outsiders, so he untied his clothes and searched for his belongings. Master Wen smiled slightly and arched his hands at the Luo family: "These things let the children check, let's go up the mountain!"
The six old men of the two families were kept together for a few months. Although they kept talking, they were quite familiar. They did n’t have to be polite to speak. Uncle Luo shook his head and did n’t conceal his intentions: , Figure it out, and then go up the mountain, or you will remember the uncomfortable. "
The things of the deceased are placed next to the body in the same way. Except for mobile phones and wallets, the carry-on items are flying swords, charms, pill bottles, jade pendants, etc. Nothing is a modern person ’s carry-on equipment. Picking up a jade pendant, his face was uncertain: "Yes ... Dingyang Palace, the Taoist priests who had gone up the mountain previously carried this thing."
The battery is still full.
In the conflict between Dingyang Palace and the Wen family, Wen Leyang was the initiator. He now killed the baby face in the red leaf forest, and then led to the revenge of this self-cultivation school. One carrot, the problem is too much.
Wen Leyang replaced one of his cousins ​​and helped his uncle: "Uncle, after going up the mountain, you have to ask Wen half to ask the Taoists, in the end ..."
Wen Tunhai shrugged his shoulders, but it affected the wound and grinned with pain: "I can't try it anymore, I'm all dead. The gang of wanted to escape the day before yesterday, which triggered the ban on the mountain. . "
Wen Leyang was startled: "All ... dead ?!"
The second master smiled yin from his back: "This group of people went to the village to kill Wen's disciples. Sooner or later, they will die, they can't live."
Suddenly, a woman's voice, slightly but stiff and dull, rang from the dead.
"Ingcall ...... ingcall ... youhavean ...... (Compared with English, the squash wording can only be regarded as pediatrics.)
Wen Leyang was taken aback, and it took a while to understand that shit, it was a cell phone ringtone.
Someone picked up the mobile phone immediately. Six old men and one uncle plus Wen Leyang and two young girls surrounded their heads. On the dead Taoist mobile phone, a text message was opened: "Emei was wrongly injured on the Emei Mountain and convicted. Send eight enemies, and pray and accept. "
Wen Tunhai snorted, made a call with his mobile phone, and told the other party the number of the caller: "Help me check now, the account name of this number, be quick!"
Wen Leyang pondered a bit, and also called the Dacibei Temple's decisive demon monk, Xiao Xiaoba answered, Wen Leyang said the matter originally, this thing is not small, a total of more than 20 people died on the mountain, needless to say Dingyang Palace will also count this bad debt on the top of Jiuding Mountain.
The most misunderstood point of Wen Leyang is that after finishing the matter, I am afraid that the young monk Xixi ca n’t remember it, and asked him to repeat it, he will soon go home with his grandfather, Xiao Xiaoba has not finished repeating ... After hanging up the phone , Wen Leyang also stuttered a little.
Not long after arriving on the mountain, Wen Tunhai received a reply. This phone was just stolen not long ago and has not had time to report.
Wen Leyang is now full of brains, and the more he thinks about it, the more he does not understand it. But Master Wen, slapped him on the shoulder fiercely, and said with a smile: "If you don't understand, you don't have to think about it. There will be a day when the water will come out! For more than two thousand years, there has never been a drop of white blood! Swallow the sea, order it, scramble eggs, stew mutton, and our wild ginseng tiger bone Qixian wine also come out! Today, our Wen family will entertain guests ... … "
That night, the Luo family all became angry.
After dinner, other unrelated people went to rest separately. In the village chief ’s house, only four core figures, Wen Wenhai, Luo Luo, Wen Tunhai and Wen Leyang, were left.
A plate of carrots was also placed on the table, Wen Leyang was flattered, staying in the red leaf forest, captive Dingyang Palace, and saving Emei Mountain, these things have made him one of the core characters of the Wen family ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Master Wen Not mentioning the matter of Dingyang Palace at all, and asking the two heads of the Luo family: "Have you not paid attention to Qiniang Mountain in these years?"
Lord Luo shook his head: "That group of seedlings is similar to Shengfan, who has the free mind to manage them!"
Luo Luo's speech was also ridiculous: "Yes are good at diligence. The children on Crow Ridge are busy practicing exercises every day. The secret technique left by Master Takuya cannot be abandoned."
Uncle Wen laughed aloud and said: "Pull it down, no waste. You haven't picked up the buns in the yard to eat. You don't know how to strip the buns."
Uncle Luo patted the table, his face unhappy: "Old drugs, less nonsense, just say whatever you want!"
Uncle Wen calmed down and smiled: "Our three families haven't had any friendship for two thousand years. We lived our own lives, and we didn't pay attention to Qiniang Mountain, but four years ago, something strange happened." Said the old man. Standing up, the bamboo pole began to dig under the bed.
Mo Yuxiang Ding was so taken out from the beginning. Wen Leyang understood that Wen Bucao's important things were all hidden by his grandfather under the bed.
This time is a small box, inside which lies a bamboo box the size of a cigarette case, with yellowish color and some cracks on it.
Uncle Luo was surprised when he saw the bamboo piece, staring at Mr. Wen: "What are you doing with this thing?"
Old Master Wen smiled slightly: "This is not mine."
"Who is that ... Miao ...?" Uncle Luo's eyes raised some incredible expressions.
Wen Leyang scratched the back of his head painfully from the side, what do they say ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Welcome the majority of book friends to read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all in ~ EbookFREE.me ~