The man held a shovel and signaled her to lean against the side, raised the shovel in his hand and poked it into the crack of the coffin. After a few sounds, he pried open the coffin.
When he opened the lid of the coffin, the woman poked her head out and looked into the coffin. She immediately screamed and the axe in her hand slashed down.
A man in his fifties was on the side, with quick eyes and grabbed her hand. The axe stopped three inches above Mingqi's head.
Mingqi actually felt cold sweat under this ordinary axe, and sighed in his heart.
"You are crazy, he is not dead, he is not a monster." The old man pushed the axe away from the woman's hand, threw it aside, and reached out to carry Mingqi out of the coffin.
The woman covered her face and passed through the gap of her fingers to Mingqi.
Mingqi also looked at her straight, and there were only a few holes on her face that looked extremely terrifying on this ordinary face.
“It’s so ugly ~”
The woman immediately turned her head, her eyes became more disgusted, and Mingqi felt helpless. If this old man had not saved him, he would have no ability to act at this moment and would have killed her.
The old man sent Mingqi to the side room. An old quilt was very neat. Mingqi felt that sleeping on the bed was so restrained. Compared to the hard coffin, the pain of the wound was weaker.
Much smaller.
"Young man, can you still talk?" the old man said with concern, and took a bowl of coarse tea in his hand and handed it.
Mingqi pointed to his throat, and the hole shook his head.
"Xiu'er, go and prepare some herbs." The old man shouted to the outside of the door.
Turning his head, he smiled and said, "You are not dead if you are so heavy. You are so lucky. I'll get herbs and you can sleep for a while."
After saying that, he exited the room and gently brought the door.
"How long has it been now? Has the killer passed the fifteen-day deadline? No, I will never be lucky. The most important thing is to recover from the injury and think about ways to restore my cultivation. Otherwise, he will find it out.
Definitely despair!”
Mingqi thought in his heart that he had not asked whether the seal in his body could be broken through directly. Before the juncture of life and death, Mingqi still had to move on this road of escape.
After a moment, he fell asleep. Ordinary people could recover from injuries as quickly as possible when they were sleeping.
After a severe pain came, Ming Qi opened his eyes and the wounds all over his body were in pain. At a glance, his whole body was wrapped in white linen, as if the same was true on his face.
The pain spreads from the wound, which is an unbearable severe pain for ordinary people, but in Mingqi's eyes, there is only a little bit of fatigue that seems to be there or not.
Gradually, in the midst of this severe pain, he fell asleep again.
The door was opened, and Xiu'er walked into the room and saw Mingqi lying painlessly without any itch. She seemed to be so fragrant. She said in surprise, "It's strange, I originally wanted to use the pain grass to tidy him up, why didn't he move?"
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"It's fifteen days, but he still has no whereabouts. I used the secret method given by the lord to block all his methods, but I never thought that he would escape. Now it has become his support for his hidden aura!" The killer was cold and dead.
A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
"The fifteenth day is coming, you know what we should do." As he said, a long sword in his hand stabbed into the face under his black robe without hesitation. The sharp sword energy was definitely not false.
, He wants to commit suicide!
At this moment, a black secret pattern fell from the sky and blocked his sword.
He spoke with a fluctuation, "This, this is?!"
He grabbed the black secret pattern and understood it for a moment. A trace of clarity flashed in his eyes, "God already knew everything, but not only did he not blame us, he ordered me to chase Mingqi with all his strength, and there was no time limit anymore!!"
In a vain, the Lord God sat and watched all this and smiled and said, "With your current strength, if you cannot deal with the killer, then you don't have to expect you to make a difference in the future.
However, those old men already know his existence and will definitely send someone to kill..."
A few days later, Mingqi was finally able to get out of bed, but in order not to scare others, he was still tightly wrapped in linen, and only flowed out of his nostrils, eyes and mouth.
"Brother Si, look at how beautiful this flower is." Xiu'er smiled with a bright red flower, smiling extremely innocently.
The man surnamed Si, who was called Brother Si by her, looked at Xiu'er's pretty appearance and smiled and said, "No matter how beautiful the flower is, it is not as good as Sister Mu Xiu."
"Really?" Mu Xiu's face turned red. I guess there was already a relationship between the two.
Mingqi sat next to the well, and emitted an extremely hoarse but emotionally unconscious monster from his broken throat, "honey, shallow love."
The two of them obviously didn't hear it. The man surnamed Si pointed at Ming and said, "Sister Mu Xiu, who is this guy? He looks at the well every day, and is covered in linen."
Mu Xiu said with disdain, "He is just ugly. Every day when he looks at Jing, he either looks at himself or wants to commit suicide, and walk up the mountain."
When the man surnamed Si heard this, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. He looked at Ming disdainfully and immediately walked towards the forests around the village with Mu Xiu.
Mingqi Wangjing was just looking at something, the power of the law, but no matter what, even though he had already realized the power of the water law, which he had long understood, he could only see a wave of faces like an ordinary person.
After a moment, the old carpenter came back and put down the basket. Just as he wiped the sweat from his forehead, Mingqi walked to him and said, "Uncle, if you don't go to the mountain, you will probably have a grandson."
The old man was stunned for a moment, his eyes immediately turned angry, and he ran towards the mountains with a piece of wood.
"Sister Mu Xiu."
The man surnamed Si stared at Mu Xiu with tender eyes and held her in his arms. Mu Xiu was already eighteen years old because he had never married in the village.
He slowly put his mouth on Mu Xiu's lips. Mu Xiu already knew something about men and women, and struggled and said, "Brother Si, you can't do this. Wait until we get married again..."
Speaking of this, the man surnamed Si had blocked her mouth and searched for greed on the tip of his tongue. A wave of heat arose from Mu Xiu's body, as if he was about to melt her.
As the resistance gradually became weaker, the man surnamed Si gradually removed the heroine's clothes with both hands and gradually let out a deep breath.
"Xiu'er!"
The two of them were standing on the big rock, an old carpenter standing on the mountain road not far away, and his eyes were extremely angry.
Mu Xiu'er was startled and her face turned pale. She hurriedly put on her clothes and walked to the old carpenter, lowering her head, not daring to speak.
The man surnamed Si looked embarrassed and guilty. He dressed up and went down the mountain with the old carpenter.
Mingqi sat on the wooden stake, his hands wrapped in tightly wrapped in a linen were cutting the wooden branches in an orderly manner. The wooden branches were vines of stems and vines, which were extremely tough. It took three or five big men to tear them apart with tight fingers.
The old carpenter came back from the road in anger and pulled Mu Xiu in his hand and walked straight into the hall.
The man surnamed Si followed behind him, passed by Ming, glared at Ming fiercely, followed him in, and closed the door.
"Kneel down!"
From outside the room, you can still hear the angrily shout of the old carpenter.
"Uncle Mugen, we are about to get married anyway, so isn't that shameful?"
"It's not a shame? You know the rules of our village. Only women's wedding day can have sex. If it is passed down, it's not shameful?!"
"It's like this in the town outside. Uncle Mugen, are you too conservative?"
"You...if your father wasn't the most respected old hunter in the village and saved me many years ago, I'll teach you a lesson today! Don't think about coming to see Xiu'er before getting married again!"
The door opened again, and the man surnamed Si hurriedly left with a breath on his face. Before leaving, he glared at Ming again.
"It must be you, a bastard, who was talking nonsense, and Brother Si ignored me." Mu Xiu'er ran out, picked up a piece of wooden block and smashed it over. Mingqi held the wooden arrow in his hand and turned to face it.
The center of the wooden block pierced into it, and the entire wooden block broke open directly. The arrow was extremely sharp and it was still emitting cold light, stopping inch on Mu Xiuer's neck.
She was so scared that she didn't dare to speak for a while.
"Iron name, don't be angry, don't be angry."
The old carpenter stepped forward and persuaded him repeatedly, and a hint of funny flashed through Mingqi's eyes, "Mu Xiu, you are not bad at first, but I may not kill you. Before taking action next time, it is best to think about how confident you are."
As she said that, the sharpness in Mingqi's eyes immediately became frightened and frightened in her heart. This terrifying gaze was the only one she saw in her life.
Unconsciously, she was wet with her pants. Mingqi put away the wooden arrow, and did not look at the old carpenter's expression and said, "How is this arrow that may kill a dead head?"
The old carpenter came to his senses and saw Ming raising the wooden arrow in his hand, calming himself down, but immediately shocked.
"This, this arrow!"
"The angle of the arrow is not bad, and the back hook is just now. It is neither thin nor thick. The sword body stem and vine seem to be smooth, but there is a layer of roughness, and the roughness is extremely regular and delicate, just like a carved one.
, If the damage caused by stabbing into the beast body is much stronger than the arrow itself, but if it is still..."
Mingqi picked up a wooden bow casually. He had no feather clothes on his tail, nor was it a dent that stuck the string, but several circles of threaded cloth on the tail of the arrow, and put the bow on the dent at the tail of the bow string on the spiral card.
On the groove, Mingqi twisted the bowstring three times, and the bowstring completely stuck into the spiral slot. Mingqi's arm began to tremble, and his finger strength was insufficient.
Mingqi tried his best to trash bow back, aiming at the big tree not far away with his eyes through the arrow, Mingqi loosened his fingers, and with a bang, the arrow shot out, which was originally considered by the old carpenter, and now he followed.
The rotation suddenly opened countless small wooden thorns, forming a sound of slashing through the rotation.
Compared to an ordinary wooden bow, it is more than three times faster. The huge rotation force is the most powerful of this arrow. A hundred feet apart, the big tree was completely shot by an arrow. It is more suitable to be cut off rather than being shot.
The twisting force formed by the violent rotation of the wood thorn is extremely strong, and it is made of three twists.
The old carpenter's eyes were shocked, and it took a long time to come back to his senses. He hurriedly stepped forward and picked up the arrow. The sword body as big as the baby's middle finger was about twice the size, and all the wood thorns broke with the collision with the big tree as the rotation was rotated.
"A single arrow will definitely kill the till you will be able to kill!" he sighed.
Aisle Daoming stood up and said, "You have surpassed my lifelong wooden archery skills in a few days. It's very awesome!"
Mingqi smiled without saying much.
On the second day, a man surnamed Si came to the door, and Mingqi was still sitting on Muduan's peeling vines. He looked at Mingqi coldly and shouted, "Uncle Mugen, I have something to discuss with you."
The old carpenter walked out of the house, frowned and said, "What's the matter?"
The man surnamed Si looked at Ming and said, "Tomorrow is the hunting day in the village again. Many people died the previous time. The village did not have enough staff, so I came to find Uncle Mugen and asked Tie Ming to go with us. At least I can help.
Lifting the corpse or something.”
The old carpenter didn't hear his intention, and hesitated in his eyes, saying, "He is still seriously injured, I'm afraid that he will become tired if he goes..."
"I'll go."
Mingqi put down the small iron knife, inserted the wooden arrow into Mudun, and walked forward.
A smile flashed in the eyes of the man surnamed Si, and he kept saying, "Okay, that's it, I'll gather at the entrance of the village tomorrow."
After saying that, he left without waiting for the old carpenter to speak............