Chapter 128 The Sewing Man

"Isn't the monster you are, Li Hualong!"

Zhang Xiu's voice fell like a stone shaking a thousand waves.

The old man was so shocked that he widened his eyes and said in disbelief: "Is the monster... Li Hualong?"

Li Hualong looked panicked and waved his hand quickly, "No, I'm not a monster!"

Seeing that he refused to admit it, Zhang Xiu was not surprised and said in an orderly manner: "Actually, from the beginning, I was suspicious of you. That monster came to you for revenge, why did he not eat it but went to eat other people?

And even if you are an ordinary person, even if you can knock out the monster's teeth, doing so will only anger the monster. The monster is not afraid of those soldiers' zombies, so how could you be beaten away with a stone?"

Li Hualong was stunned for a moment, expelled himself and said, "Maybe teeth are his weakness. I accidentally hit him?"

Zhang Xiu nodded and said, "It's such a coincidence, but next, when I was painting the monster, I had a second doubt about you."

Li Hualong frowned and asked, "What doubts are you? I didn't hide anything when I was in the portrait!"

Zhang Xiu said: "Yes, you didn't hide it, but you described it too carefully.

Just imagine, when you met a monster, you were in a dark and extremely frightened situation. If you were someone else, you probably wouldn't even dare to look at the monster's eyes for two more times. How could you remember the monster's appearance so clearly!"

Li Hualong argued with an ugly face: "Maybe I just remembered it! The monster wants to eat me, so why don't I remember what the monster looks like?"

Zhang Xiuyi smiled: "You are reasonable, but there is another key point, which makes me sure that you are that dog-headed monster!"

Li Hualong's eyes had become gloomy and he said coldly: "Then I want to hear it."

Zhang Xiu glanced at the iron pot beside him and said confidently: "I have been observing you secretly just now. I clearly saw that you were drooling when you were cooking shit."

Li Hualong was furious: "You fart, grandpa, I only eat human heads, so I don't eat shit!"

With Li Hualong's explosion, a trace of demonic aura leaked out from him.

Hearing his words, the old man screamed in fear, sat on the ground, using his hands and feet, quickly retreated, looking at Li Hualong's hideous expression, and shouted in horror: "Monster, you are really a monster!"

Li Hualong's face was gloomy, his scalp cracked, and he turned into a monster with a dog-headed and human body. He opened his bloody mouth and roared fiercely at the old man.

At this time, Xia'er appeared, grabbed the old man and dragged him out of the wall.

In the yard, only the dog-headed monster and Zhang Xiu were left.

The dog-headed monster stared at Zhang Xiu with murderous intent, and finally came back to the smell: "You were cheating me just now!"

Zhang Xiu smiled and said, "It's not a scam. I thought you had a problem. If you don't show your true colors, I will take you back to the county town to find someone to guard it tomorrow morning, and then release your news to see if the dog-headed monster will come to you for revenge."

The dog-headed monster was so angry that he grinded his teeth.

The real Li Hualong was eaten by him as early as when he met him. He peeled off Li Hualong's skin and put it on himself. Then he pretended to be Li Hualong and returned to the village, wanting to eat more heads of living people.

But after eating two or three people, a meddling city god suddenly appeared, destroying his good deeds.

Looking at Zhang Xiu, who looked calm in front of him and asked him to cook for the middle of the night, the dog-headed monster was furious and shouted: "What a cunning city god, others are afraid of you, your wild dog grandpa is not afraid! Take my life!"

After a roar, the wild dog monster opened his bloody mouth, aimed at Zhang Xiu's neck, and rushed towards Zhang Xiu!

Zhang Xiu was calm and raised his hand and slapped it down. With a bang, he smashed the wild dog monster to the ground, raising a piece of smoke and dust.

The wild dog monster was so painful that it was so painful that it crawled away, and stood up and looked at Zhang Xiu with fear.

Since his birth, he has been extremely powerful. Not to mention jackals, tigers and leopards, he is not even his opponent of the monsters he encountered before.

Zhang Xiu looked not very good at cultivation, so how could he have such strength? Could it be that he is... born with divine power?

What he didn't know was that Zhang Xiu had already obtained nine hundred years of cultivation experience in the "Da Power Bull Demon Sutra". This technique specializes in cultivating the physical body. When he practiced to the extreme, he could use the magical powers of heaven and earth.

At that time, he is extremely tall and powerful. Even in the Heavenly Court, he will be a great power that few people can do.

As soon as Zhang Xiu entered the school, he developed the power of the nine oxen. At this moment, his confidence soared. He took two steps forward and held the wild dog's head.

With a loud bang, Zhang Xiu pressed him to kneel down, and the force of ten thousand pounds made him unable to move. Then he used his martial arts to absorb the essence in his body.

After a while, the wild dog monster's body twitched, rolled its eyes and fell to the ground, and it never regained its rest.

Zhang Xiu slowly stopped his work, looked down at the corpse of the wild dog monster, and suddenly noticed his neck and couldn't help but let out a light eh.

"Xia'er, come and have a look!"

When Xia'er heard his call, she stepped beside Zhang Xiu. When she looked down, she saw obvious stitching marks on the neck of the wild dog monster, and she was slightly stunned.

After watching carefully for a while, Xia'er's face became ugly: "This is a method of sewing corpses, which are specially used to sew corpses on the beheaded prisoners. This wild dog monster is not cultivated into spirits, but is created by man!"

Zhang Xiu turned around and asked, "Is the corpse-sewing man a cultivator?"

Xia'er said: "No, it should be that this corpse-sewing man learned some evil magic, sewing the human body and the dog's head together, and pouring the soul of the wild dog with wisdom into the corpse."

Zhang Xiu frowned slightly: "Is he another evil cultivator?"

Xia'er nodded with a heavy expression: "Although I don't know what his purpose is, with this man's cruel nature, it should not only create the wild dog monster, but we have to find him as soon as possible to avoid causing greater harm."

Zhang Xiu thought for a moment and said, "Do you think this dog's head looks good if it is put on my neck?"

Xia'er's eyes lit up: "This idea can be tried."

Zhang Xiu smiled, took out a pig's knife, cut off the dog's head and peeled it, washed it with clean water, then dried it with pure yang power, and put it on his head.

Leave Xia'er to deal with the corpse of the wild dog monster, swagger out, and walk towards the untreated battlefield outside the city.

Not long after, Zhang Xiu arrived at an open open space outside the city.

On the plains of the hillside, corpses were lying down everywhere. The smell of corpses and a smell of blood filled the air, which showed the tragic battle.

Zhang Xiu looked around for a while and found a black shadow suddenly popping out from a distance. He slowly stood up and looked at him: "Wild Dog, where have you been going in the past two days?"

Zhang Xiu was stunned for a moment, and quickly started a hoarse voice and said, "I'm going to cook shit, I've left some for you. Do you want to be while it's hot?"

Black Shadow: "I'm fucking..."

(End of this chapter)
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