MTL - The Founder of Diabolism-~ Splashing second

Wei Wuzhen wanted to wash his face and pay tribute to the remains of the owner. However, there was no water in the house, and there was no washing.

The only basin, he guessed it should be a compliment, not a wash.

Pushing the door, bolted from the outside, is estimated to be afraid of him going out to run.

Nothing makes him feel the joy of rebirth a little!

He simply meditated for a while and adapted to the new home. This sitting is a whole day. When you blink, there is sunlight leaking into the house from the window gap of the door. Although I can get up and walk, I am still dizzy and not getting better.

Wei Wuqi’s heart is strange: “This Mo Xuan Yu’s cultivation is so low that the spiritual power can be neglected. There is no reason why I can’t control this flesh. How can it be so bad?”

At this time, there was an abnormal sound in the abdomen, and he realized that it was nothing to do with the spiritual power. It was just that the body that had not been through the valley was hungry. He will not go to for food again, and he may become the first ghost in the history who has just been asked to go to life and starve to death.

Wei Wuqi lifted his foot and lifted his foot. He just got out of the door and suddenly his footsteps approached. Someone kicked the door and impatiently said: "Eating!"

The words are so shouted, but the door is not opened. Wei Wuyi looked down and opened a smaller door under the door, just to see a small bowl replayed in front of the door.

The servant outside said: "Hurry up! Grind something! Take out the dishes after eating!"

The small door is smaller than the dog hole. It can't be accommodated, but it can be brought in. Two dishes and one meal, selling a strange difference.

Wei Wuqi stirred up the two chopsticks that were inserted in the rice, and he was so sad:

When Yiling’s ancestors returned to the world, they were kicked and smashed. The first meal to pick him up and wash the dust is the cold left. What is the **** rain? Chicken dogs don't stay? Is it full of extinction? Say who to write out. It’s really that the tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by the dog. The dragon swims in shallow water and the phoenix is ​​not as good as the chicken.

At this time, the servant outside the door made another noise, but this time it was a smile: "Aden! Come over."

Another delicate and crisp female voice is far and wide: "A Tong, come to the one inside to deliver food?"

A Tong said: "Otherwise, what am I doing here?"

Aden’s voice is close to a lot, and seems to have come to the front door: “You only give him a meal a day, sometimes you are lazy and no one says you, so leisurely, you are too angry. You look at me, you have a lot of work. It’s not good to go out and play.”

A Tong complained: "I don't just give him a meal! You dare to go out to play this time? So many corpses, no one is keeping the door tight."

Wei Wuyi relied on the door and listened while eating the bowl.

It seems that this Mojiazhuang has not been very peaceful recently. The corpse, like the word, is the dead person walking, a relatively low-level, and very common corpse. Unless it is a very resentful deceased, the general eyes are sluggish, walking is slow, and the lethality is not strong. But it is enough for ordinary people to be scared. It is just that the rancid smell is enough to spit a pot.

However, for Wei Wuzhen, they are the easiest to drive and the most obedient, and they are heard and still kind.

A Tong seems to be squinting: "If you want to go out, unless you bring me, I will protect you..."

Aden Road: "You? Protect me? Bragging, can you still beat those things?"

A Tong said: "I can't fight, and others can't fight."

Aden smiled and said: "How do you know that others can't repel? I told you that there are already messengers in the world to come to Mojiazhuang today. I heard that it is a very impressive family! The lady is greeting in the hall. The people in the town are surrounded by strange things. You listen, is it very noisy? You have no time to make trouble with you, maybe you will have to support me later."

Wei Wuzhen condensed the gods and heard it, and sure enough, the faint voice came from the east. He pondered for a moment, got up and lifted his foot, and the bolt "k" cracked.

The two servants, Aden and A Tong, were eyeing and talking and laughing, and they were suddenly screaming at the door that popped open on both sides. Wei Wuzhen throws away the tableware and walks out of the way. He is soaked by the sun for a while and can't open his eyes. He raises his hand on the brow and closes his eyes for a moment. A Tongfang was called a little better than Aden. When he saw it, he saw that everyone could deceive the shackles of Mo Xuanyu. The courage was big, and he consciously lost his face. He had to save it in front of Aden and jump over the dog. With the same wave, he replied: "Go! Go! Go back! What are you doing!"

Even if you treat cockroaches or flies, it will not be more ugly. Most of the Mo's servants are so against Mo Xuanyu, and he never resists, so that they are so unscrupulous. Wei Wuzhen kicked A Tong with a kick, and smiled: "The little devil who sent the rice and miscellaneous, dare to do this."

Say, go to the east along the noise. There are many people inside and outside the East Hall of the East Court. When Wei Wuyi stepped into the yard, there was a woman who was louder than others. "...We have a junior in our family, and we have a fairy. of……"

It must be that Mrs. Namo is trying to find a way to tie the bridge with Xiu Xianshi. Wei Wuzhen waited for her to finish, and she rushed into the hall and shouted: "Come here, here is here!"

There was a middle-aged woman sitting in the hall, well-maintained and dressed in a beautiful dress. It was Mrs. Mo, who was sitting under her is her husband. On the opposite side, there are a few white teenagers sitting back swords. A unkempt geek suddenly appeared in the crowd, and all the sounds came to an abrupt end. Wei Wuzhen seems to be unaware of the stagnation scene, squinting: "Who told me just now? There is a fairy, is that not me?"

Too much powder is applied, and when a smile breaks, it falls to the ground. There was a younger singer who was still younger, and he almost laughed out. He was looked at by the boy who seemed to be headed, and he immediately looked at it.

Wei Wuzhen followed the eyes and was taken aback. He thought that the uninformed family servant exaggerated his words. Who knows, the person who came is actually the "sister family".

These teenagers are light and gentle, and the temperament is light and sleek. It is very beautiful. The uniform of the school uniform is known to come from Gusu Lan. And it must be a relative of the blue family, because they are wearing a one-finger wide roll of white paper.

Gu Sulan’s family training is “Ya Zheng”. This kind of wiping is meant to “regulate the self”, and the cloud pattern is the blue family. A foreigner who is attached to a large family, such as a guest or a student, is not eligible to wear. Wei Wuzhen met the blue family and had a toothache. In his life, he often used his school uniform to be "wearing filial piety," so he would never admit his mistake.

Mrs. Mo has not seen this scorpion for a long time. After a while, she slowed down from the horror. She recognized the person who had this heavy makeup. She was annoyed in her heart, and she was not angry at the moment. She suppressed her voice and rushed her husband: "Who put him out?" Get him back!"

Her husband was busy with laughter and screaming, and he looked up and went to swear. Wei Wuzhen suddenly fell to the ground, his limbs firmly stuck to the ground, and he couldn’t even push the belt and dragged several servants into the room. It doesn't help. Mrs. Momo’s face is getting more and more ugly. He is also sweating and shouting: “...you...die mad! Don’t go back, see how I can clean you up!”

Although everyone in Mojiazhuang knows that the Mo family has a son who is mad, but Mo Xuanyu has been in the dark room for several years, he dare not see anyone. Seeing his makeup and manners are like devils and ghosts, and now they are whispering, I am afraid there is no good play. Wei Wuwei said: "I want to go back." He pointed to Mo Ziyuan: "You told him to return the things that stole me first."

Mo Ziyuan never expected this scorpion madman to have this courage. He was taught a lesson yesterday. Today he dared to come here. He said with a red face: "You are nonsense! When did I steal your things?" I, I still use to steal your things?"

Wei Wuwei said: "Yes right! You didn't steal, you are grabbing!"

Mrs. Mo did not speak, Mo Ziyuan was anxious, flying to kick him. A white boy with a sword behind his fingers moved his fingers, Mo Ziyuan's feet were unstable, his feet rubbed him and he kicked a virtual one, and he fell. Wei Wuzhen rolled a circle, as if he had been kicked over by him. He also opened his clothes and his chest was the one that was taken out by Mo Ziyuan yesterday.

Everyone thought that this footprint could not have been Mo Xuanyu’s own embarrassment, and that Mo Ziyuan’s temperament was a bit hot on the weekdays, and who could do it. How to say it is also the blood of the Mo family, Mo Jia is too embarrassed to him, when he first came back, it was not so crazy, 80% was forced by this family to go crazy. Anyway, there is a lively look, and this excitement is really better than the messenger!

Before that, Mrs. Mo only regarded him as air, disdain and entangled with a sick person, and only told others to quickly drag him down, and this came out. This Mo Xuanyu is well prepared, his mind is sober, and he wants to let them lose this person. He can’t help but be shocked and hate: "You are here to make trouble here, are you?!"

Wei Wuran said: "He steals my things, I will come back, this is also called trouble?"

So many pairs of eyes are watching, can not fight, and can not go, Mrs. Mo stuck in the throat, only forced to round the field: "What steals, what to grab? Said so ugly, from family and family, but borrowed Look at it. Ayuan is your younger brother. What happened to you with a few things? Is it a brother-in-law, is it not even a small piece of small things? It’s not that you are not."

The blue teenagers face each other. This kind of son who was born in the fairy door of Xianmen, the ears and ears of the people are all in the wind and snow, and most of them have never seen such farce, and have never heard of such high opinions. Wei Wuqi laughed in his heart and said: "Then you still have it."

Mo Ziyuan certainly didn't come out. He threw it away and dismantled it. Even if it came out, he wouldn't be reconciled. His face screamed, "...A mother!" With her eyes, she rushed her: Do you let him insult me ​​like this?

Mrs. Mo glanced at him and asked him not to confuse the scene. Who knows, Wei Wuxi said again: "He should not only steal my things, but also steal more than half a night. Who does not know, this son is like a man, he does not know the harm, I also know that Gua Tian Li! ”

Mrs. Mo took a breath of cold air and said loudly: "What do you say in front of the old folks! It’s shameless, Ayuan is your cousin!"

On the wild, Wei Wuzhen is a good hand. In the past, he had to pay attention to his family status, but now he is a madman anyway. What kind of face is it? It’s just a matter of sloping. How come it is so happy, and the neck is straightforward: "He knows that he is my cousin. Avoiding suspicion, who is more shameless?! Don't even think about it yourself, don't break me innocent! I still want to find a good man!"

Mo Ziyuan shouted and picked up the chair. Wei Wuzhen saw that he was finally blown up. He climbed up and hid, and the chair fell to the ground. The three people on the third floor of the East Hall, such as the idlers, were all schadenfreaked by the Mo family and lost their lives. All of them were made up of birds and beasts. Wei Wuzhen went to the blue family, and the few teenagers who had almost stopped to hide, yelled: "I have seen it? Have you seen it? The people who steal the things are still beaten, and they are so sad!"

Mo Ziyuan had to chase after him and beat him. He was stopped by the young boy who was headed, and said: "The little son has something to say."

Mrs. Mo saw that this boy intended to protect this madman. He was jealous and smiled. "This is the son of my sister. Here, some of them are not good. Everyone in Mojiazhuang knows that he is a madman. He often says something weird. True. Immortal teacher..." The voice did not fall, Wei Wuzhen came out from behind the boy and blinked: "Who said that my words can't be taken seriously? Who will steal my things in the future and try to steal one time? I cut him one hand!"

Mo Ziyuan was originally held down by his father, and he had to attack when he heard it. Wei Wuyu fish fish generally went out. The boy was busy at the door, shifted the subject, and said serious things with a serious face: "That will be used by the West House tonight. Please remember that I said earlier, after the evening, close the door, don't Go out and walk, not to get close to the yard."

Ms. Mo was trembling with anger: "Yes, yes, there is labor, there is work..." Mo Ziyuan can't channel: "Mom! That madman is so filthy in front of people, is that right?! You said, you said He is just a..."

Mrs. Mo said: "Shut up. If you have anything, you can't go back and say it!"

Mo Ziyuan has never eaten such a loss, lost such a face, and was stunned by his mother. He was full of resentment and thought: "This madman is dead tonight!"

Wei Wuzhen was mad, and he went out of the door of Mojiazhuang. He slipped around in Mojiazhuang and saw a lot of people walking. He was happy, and he began to realize the fun of being a madman, with his own hanged ghost. The makeup is also satisfactory, and some are reluctant to wash off. He has a whole hair and a wrist, and the scars have no signs of diminishing. That is to say, such a slight revenge for Mo Xuanyu to give a ventilation, it is not recognized by the ban.

Is it really necessary for him to destroy the door of Mojia?

Honestly, it is not difficult.

Wei Wuxi swayed back to the Mojia West Hospital. The blue children were standing on the roof and the wall, and they were negotiating.

Although he had a big head in the family of his family, but at that time these juniors were either not born or only a few years old, and they were too disgusted to be on their heads. Wei Wuzhen stayed on the sidelines to see how they acted. Looking at it, he suddenly felt a little wrong.

How do the black flags that stand on the roof and the wall in the wind, so familiar?

This kind of flag is called "Zhaoyin Flag". If it is inserted into a living person, it will attract the ghosts, souls, murderous bodies and evil spirits within a certain range, and only attack this living person. Because the flag-staffed person seems to have become a living target, it is also called the "target flag." It can also be inserted in the house, but there must be living people in the house, and the scope of the attack will be extended to everyone in the house. Because the flag is close to the yin, it seems to be a black wind hovering, also known as the "black wind flag." They arranged the flag array in the West House and allowed others to stay close. It was inevitable that they wanted to take the corpse here and smash it.

As for why it is familiar... can you not be familiar with it? The maker of the Zhaoyin Banner is the ancestor of Yiling!

It seems that even if he is shouting and killing him, the things he does to him are taken care of.

A disciple standing on the eaves saw him on the side of the crowd and said, "Go back, this is not where you should come."

Although it is driving, it is kind, and the tone is very different from that of Mo's servants. Wei Wuzhen did not prepare, jumped up and took off a flag.

The disciple was shocked and jumped off the wall to chase him: "Don't move, this is not something you should take!"

Wei Wuzhen runs and squats, his hair is scattered, and he dances. It’s a crazy madman: "No! Not! I want this! I want it!"

The disciple caught up with him in two steps, glaring at his arm and saying, "Is it still not? I will not beat you!"

Wei Wuzheng did not let go with the flag. The boy named the first was originally set up in the flag array. He was alarmed by this side. He also fluttered and jumped down the eaves. He said: "Jingyi, forget it, take it back, why bother? He cares."

Lan Jingyi said: "Thinking, I didn't really hit him! Look at him, he made the flag array a mess!"

Pulling and pulling, Wei Wuzhen has quickly checked the face of this call. The pattern painting is correct, the mantra is not lacking, there is no mistake, and there will be no difference in use. Only the people who painted the flag are inexperienced. The painted curse can only attract evil spirits and corpses within a maximum of five miles. However, it is enough. How can there be a ferocious ghost in the small place of Mojiazhuang? .

Lan Si chased him and smiled: "Mo Gongzi, the sky is getting dark, here is going to grab the dead body, the night is dangerous, you still go back to the house."

Wei Wuzhen looked at this boy a few times. He saw his sleek and elegant, the instrument was good, and his mouth was shallow and ridiculous. He was a very good seed that was worthy of applause. This sub-flag array is well organized and the tutors are really good. I don't know where the blues are so old-fashioned, who can bring out such a younger generation.

Lan Si chased again: "This flag..." Before he finished, Wei Wuzhen threw the Zhaoyin flag on the ground and said: "It’s a great thing to break the flag! I paint more than you. It!"

He ran away after throwing his legs, and several teenagers who still leaned on the roof to watch the excitement listened to him and said that he almost fell off the eaves. Lan Jingyi was also angry and laughed. He picked up the flag of Zhaoyin: "It’s a madman!"

Wei Wuzhen continued to wander happily for two laps before he drew back to the small courtyard of Mo Xuanyu.

The door bolt was broken, and the ground was left unattended. He saw it as if he had not seen it. He picked up a clean spot on the ground and continued to meditate.

Who knows, this sitting has not yet sat in the morning, the outside world has a burst of shackles to pull him out of the state of meditation.

A mess of footsteps mixed with crying and screaming quickly approached. Wei Wuzhen heard a few words repeated repeatedly: "...rush in, directly drag it out!" "Reporter!" "Report any official, murdered!"

He opened his eyes and several servants had come in.

The whole yard was brightly lit, and someone shouted: "Take this murderous madman to the lobby and let him pay for it!"