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1365. Chapter 1365 Wang Laoba's note

Xiao Xie's wife nodded. Ye Qing jumped out of the window without saying a word, and saw the two of them in the room stunned. This is the second floor. Just jump down directly, aren't you afraid of breaking your legs?

After a while, Xiao Xie whispered: "This... this is really a master..."

Xiao Xie's wife looked at her son on the bed, and she burst into tears with excitement, saying, "Son...the son is finally saved!"

At this moment, Zou Huanglong also ran in from outside panting, and asked in surprise as soon as he entered the door: "Huh? Where is Mr. Ye?"

"I just got out of here." Xiao Xie pointed to the window and said.

"What a joke? On this second floor, your house is still high, how can you get out?" Zou Huanglong said, and ran to the window and looked out. He was surprised and said, "Mr. Ye, where are you going?"

Ye Qing had already run out of the villa area and ran to a small wood outside, searching for Wang Laoba's traces everywhere. However, there was no movement around him, and the old guy seemed to have disappeared.

Ye Qing has been looking for Wang Laoba for a long time. This time he finally met him, so he would not let him go so easily. After walking around for a few times, he didn't find anything, so he ran directly to the tallest tree in the woods. He climbed to the top of the tree after a few strokes, looking into the distance to find the fat handsome king.

He stood tall and looked far. He stood so high that he really discovered that there was a man lurking in the grass in the northwest corner. Looking at the clothes, they were exactly what Wang Laoba usually wore.

Ye Qing couldn't help but smile. Wang Laoba couldn't run away now. He jumped off the tree, like an agile cheetah, passing through the jungle, and soon ran to that position. Wang Laoba, who was lurking just now, had no idea that the danger was coming, and he was still lying in the grass without moving, as if he really thought this was the safest.

Seeing Wang Laoba's clothes, Ye Qing jumped over without saying a word, trying to hold Wang Laoba completely. However, when he grabbed Wang Laoba's clothes with both hands, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. The place where his tentacles were actually empty, and there was nothing except grabbing a piece of clothing. In other words, Ye Qing rushed straight away!

After rolling around in the grass, Ye Qing found that he only had one piece of clothes in his hand and there was no one here.

"I'll go, your uncle!" Ye Qing couldn't help but swear again. He realized now that what he saw was not Wang Laoba, but Wang Laoba's clothes. Because it was too far away, he didn't see clearly. When he saw a piece of clothing in the grass, he thought it was Wang Laoba. As a result, after running so far, he finally lost his mind. I have to say that Wang Laoba's things became more and more cunning later!

Holding Wang Laoba's clothes, Ye Qing already understood that it was completely unrealistic to pursue Wang Laoba now. This guy was obviously throwing his clothes here to attract him, and he had actually run away from another road. Moreover, with the ability of this old boy to escape, it was completely impossible for him to chase him.

After sighing, Ye Qing finally walked back helplessly with Wang Laoba's clothes. As soon as he reached the gate, he saw Fairy Yin and Ding Lianshun walking back with a depressed look on his face.

The three of them looked at each other, and Ye Qingxian asked, "Who were those two monks just now?"

"Who else can it be!" Ding Lianshun said angrily: "It's the two bald donkeys, Shaka and Monk Huanxi!"

"Shaka!" Ye Qing almost vomited blood. No wonder he heard that there were two monks and one Taoist priest. It turned out to be the three men, Mr. Wang Laoba, Saga and Monk Huanxi.

Just Wang Laoba is shameless enough. Compared with Wang Laoba, Shaka is even better. These two people can piss off Zhuge Liang to death. It seems that the possibility of finding Wang Laoba is getting smaller and smaller. With Shaka by his side, why both sides are bad? Who can do what they do?

"The two of them attacked you?" Ye Qing asked.

"Nonsense!" Fairy Yin said, "Or do you think we are going to fight with two monks?"

"Uh, why...why do they attack you?" Ye Qingqi said.

"I want to know too!" Ding Lianshun glanced at Ye Qing and said, "Do you boy have a grudge against them?"

"I'm not just having a grudge against them?" Ye Qing was so angry that he hated these people. Which one of Wang Laoba or Shaka had never cheated him?

"Damn it, then he must have seen us with you, so he deliberately took his anger on us!" Ding Lianshun said angrily.

"You're going to pull it down!" Ye Qing curled his lips and said, "Is this the two of you trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain? Can't you see that?"

"Transfer the tiger away from the mountain?" Ding Lianshun was stunned for a moment and said strangely: "What is he doing when he shunt the tiger away from the mountain?"

Ye Qing said: "Wang Laoba is here too. If they don't get you two away first, can Wang Laoba run away?"

"Wang Laoba is here too?" The two of them suddenly widened their eyes. When they heard that the three of them were together, they began to mutter in their hearts.

"Nonsense, why do you think I'm doing when I come out?" Ye Qing curled his lips, ignored the two of them, and turned back to the villa.

In the villa, Xiao Xie and his wife were waiting anxiously. Seeing Ye Qing coming in, the two of them almost ran over and knelt in front of Ye Qing, and said anxiously: "Mr. Ye, please save the child!"

Ye Qing quickly pulled the two of them up and said, "Don't worry, I'll go in and take a look."

Ye Qing had no confidence at first because he didn't know what disease the child had. However, since Wang Laoba said that he could save the child, there was definitely no problem. So Ye Qing was going to try it first. If you can't find Wang Laoba, at least you have to cure the child first.

When Ye Qing entered the house, the child was still gnawing steamed buns. This was the third steamed bun he had gone out. For a child of four or five years old, such a big steamed bun is basically enough to eat two meals. It is no wonder that he is surprised to eat so much in one meal.

Standing by the bed, he carefully observed the child's condition, but Ye Qing could not see any specific disease from him. When it comes to the disease, he looked like he was malnourished, not like eating so much in one meal.

After a moment of silence, Ye Qing reached out and grabbed the child's wrist and prepared to take the child's pulse. However, when he grabbed the child's wrist, a note suddenly fell from the child's sleeve.

Ye Qing was surprised. Why did the child hide a note in his sleeve? He picked up the note and took a closer look. It turned out to be left to him by Wang Laoba.

"Boy Ye, when you saw this note, I had already run away from Master Eight. Don't have to fantasize about chasing Master Eight. You can't catch up with Master Eight."

The note started with this sentence, and Ye Qing was so angry that he almost threw away the note. Wang Laoba was simply a typical person who deserved a beating.

"You don't have to ask the Eighth Master about anything else. Let me tell you, this child is not sick or poisoned, he is hit by a slaughter. Do you know what a slaughter is? I don't know, the Eighth Master will not explain, this thing is too complicated. Anyway, you remember that a group of slaughter masters have entered the China Kingdom, and this group of slaughter masters have also tried to enter the three slaughter masters of heaven, earth and man. The strength of these slaughter masters is not strong, but the slaughter masters they gave are very powerful and able to control people, which is very terrifying. Moreover, this group of slaughter masters also brought out an antique-level figure. This person is too old and sealed himself with a slaughter in his early years. Legend has it that if he could gather ten pairs of zombies and women to provide for zombies blood, he could unseal the seal and prolong his life. Therefore, you must stop these people from unsealing this old monster, otherwise no one in the world will be able to defeat him."

Ye Qing was confused when he saw it, scratched his head and whispered: "What are Wang Laoba talking about?"

As soon as he finished speaking, another note fell out of the child's other sleeve. Ye Qing was even more surprised and picked up the note, with a line of words on it.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that the zombies that the Jiangtou Master wants are actually children born in the Yin year and the Yin month. They use the big food to descend to turn these children into monsters that only know how to eat and drink. In fact, they are raising zombies in the child's body. Once the zombies are formed, the child will die. The child you see now is that the big food to descend to descend by someone, so you must be careful!"

This made Ye Qing understand a little. He looked at the child on the bed. The child was still eating voraciously and didn't know anything at all. Who would have thought that so much he ate was not for his body to absorb, but for the zombies in his body to absorb?

Ye Qing was a little angry. These saviors were too cruel. They actually used such a young child to train zombies. Is this still a human being? Ye Qing met this matter. Even if he didn't have the words Wang Laoba said, Ye Qing would definitely handle this matter clearly without hesitation.

But how can we prevent these children from becoming zombies? Also, what is the surrender?

Thinking of Master Jiangtou, Ye Qing suddenly remembered that there were records of the art of reciting the head in search of scriptures and acupoints. It is said that this is a kind of evil technique circulated in the Nanyang generation. It originated from the Miaojiang witch technique and is also a method of using external objects to control the human body. However, Miaojiang witch technique is to raise insects, and there are many methods of reciting the head technique, such as using poison and medicine, which is very complicated.

In searching for scriptures and acupoints, there are not many records about the art of lowering the head. As for the method of cracking the art of lowering the head, it is even more neat and only one method is recorded, that is, killing the art of the art of the art!
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