Chapter 678: Head (two in one)
"call…"
At five o'clock in the morning, Wang Jin opened his eyes full of red bloodshot eyes.
The air becomes moist and cold due to the morning mist, which makes people feel refreshed.
Unfortunately, this could not dispel Wang Jin's fatigue.
From intercepting the Mud Dragon King last night, to jumping into the well and exploring the underground river.
Wang Jin kept spinning for more than thirty hours.
I finally managed to get some sleep, but almost drowned again.
No salary yet.
Someone with a bad attitude might have started scolding me now.
"I feel much better after venting."
Wang Jin smiled, feeling the moist and cold air, and prepared to start a new day.
——
At the same time, Jiuchun.
Tian Gou covered his swollen face, crying and cursing.
Strictly speaking, Wang Jin only entered the industry a few months earlier than him, so there is no problem if they are at the same time.
So Tian Gou readily agreed to Wang Jin's request for "practice" and offered not to hold anything back.
The results can be imagined.
"Okay, okay, don't cry."
Meng Yu covered his mouth and snickered, reaching out to pat Tian Gou.
The latter looked at the girl next to him and seemed to suddenly think of something, feeling relieved.
And he showed a smile that said, "I won in the end."
After all, Wang Jin seems to be single.
——
"ah!!!"
The little fox shook its head like a small electric drill.
The fishing village is so humid that it loses its fluffiness after just one night.
"Can't you change back to human form and give it a good rub?"
Wang Jin, who was splashed all over, wiped his face and looked at Hu Xiaobei helplessly.
"It's more of a ritual."
The little fox threw himself out of electronic music.
"Tsk."
Wang Jin curled his lips and wanted to move away quietly.
As a result, the little fox followed him while shaking him, until he was picked up and thrown away.
"Morning."
There was a lot of commotion in the yard, and Song He wandered out of the house on crutches.
"Woke up so early."
Wang Jin checked his situation.
If the Mud Dragon King is shattered, the leader of the queue will probably die of pain.
Thanks to the dozens of Awakening Power Talismans, Song He could barely save his life.
It's a pity that the haunting dragon is still tormenting this simple rural man endlessly.
Compared with when they first met, his face was more than a little pale.
The sunken cheeks and red bloodshot eyes made him look haggard, and his tall and strong body gradually became weaker.
Even so, he still straightened his back.
"Hey...didn't sleep much."
Song He shrugged, but then grinned because he scratched the wound.
The haunting dragon tortures the body, and the coming death tortures the spirit.
To be able to hold on until now, he is indeed a strong-willed man.
Seemingly seeing Wang Jin's worried eyes, Song He waved his hand quickly.
The sound of tearing flesh and blood came from under the cloth.
Except for his face, he has almost no intact skin.
"Don't worry, brother, it won't affect your status."
"After all, with this thing here, it's impossible to get sleepy."
Pointing to the raised scales on his body, Song He smiled.
He was even in the mood to joke.
"By the way, let's discuss it with you."
After chatting, Song He glanced at Xiaohua who was rubbing her eyes and sitting up in the room, and spoke softly to Wang Jin.
"This kid did something sorry for you yesterday. I heard about it."
"I'll make amends for her."
"My father disappeared and I became like this again."
"The villagers who bullied her started to get worse."
"Maybe children are not very good at handling this, I'm sorry."
Song He reached out to hold Wang Jin's shoulders, but found that he was covered in blood, so he could only smile sadly.
"nothing."
Wang Jin shook his head.
He originally wanted to say something, but thinking about himself as a child...he decided to forget it.
When he was called a "bastard", Wang Jin's reaction was not as simple as "killing someone".
During that time, there were many poor people paralyzed in bed in Wang Jin's community.
It was all an accident.
Since then, the neighbors' nickname for Wang Jin has changed from "bastard" to "broom star".
Only one or two who have figured it out will take the initiative to deliver some rice, flour, grains and oil to their doorsteps.
Single-parent families have to face so much pressure, let alone the little flower that was picked up.
"Then can you... don't let her follow? It's just a child, look..."
Song He smiled embarrassedly.
He remembered that Xiaohua said yesterday that she wanted to go, but Wang Jin did not refuse.
"Listen to you."
Wang Jin nodded.
"Then leave her here until the villagers or something else comes to find her and tear her alive."
"Don't worry, I will leave a few bombs for her, at least I can replace a few."
"With aquatic companions...just pretend I didn't say anything."
Song He sighed helplessly and his eyes dimmed.
There are only two left in a family of four, and it may take him some time to accept the reality.
After a moment of silence, Song He spoke again.
"If I really don't come back, Xiaohua will be left to you."
"This... I'm afraid it won't work."
The young man frowned and pointed at the little fox spiraling into the sky.
She was still drying herself off.
"I hate children, especially little girls."
Wang Jin touched his chin, thought before speaking.
"If you die, I will send Xiaohua to an orphanage."
"That's not possible!"
Song He suddenly became excited.
"My father said the food in the orphanage was not good and there were no new clothes."
"Furthermore, she grew up in this kind of environment. It is difficult for her to play with other children. If she is excluded..."
When it comes to Xiaohua, this man who has always been tolerant and steady suddenly becomes verbose.
"Tsk."
Wang Jin seemed a little impatient. He waved his hand to interrupt Song He's words, and pointed at Hu Xiaobei, who was slowly landing.
She was resenting Wang Jin for throwing her out, so she turned into a white-haired young girl and came closer eagerly.
If you beat an idiot like this, he rarely fights back.
While I was thinking excitedly, something suddenly fluttered in front of me.
"The little girl who fell into my hands didn't have enough to eat or wear, and she had to do hard labor all day long."
The young man threw the backpack to Hu Xiaobei. The latter looked puzzled, but still took it in his hand, swaying under the weight.
"Du"...what is the situation?
Song He suddenly felt a little confused.
Judging from this, there are quite a few little girls around Wang Jin.
Said to be a human trafficker...it's not the same, but somewhat similar to Hongshan.
What do people in the city think of calling this Luo?
It's not a good thing anyway.
"So, you have to live well."
Wang Jin smiled and patted Song He, using a very small amount of Green God's breath to make him feel better.
"Um…"
Song He thought for a long time and nodded heavily.
The desire to survive has never been stronger.
He went out on crutches and was going to look for bamboo rafts by the river.
Wang Jinze began to look through his backpack and make the final arrangements for his equipment.
"Oh my God! What the hell?"
Just a few seconds later, Song He's exclamation came from the door.
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows and rushed over with a shotgun.
The two figures buried on the ground looked pale and motionless.
The playboy's eyes were dull and his entire chin was missing.
Su Xi lowered her head because her hair, which was stuck to the inhibitor, was messy and stuck to her face.
If you didn't look carefully, you'd think it was dead.
"Tsk... wake up."
Wang Jin curled his lips and raised his foot to kick the bottle between the two of them.
"Don't!"
Xi Chi suddenly raised his head, like a zombie coming back to life.
"What's going on?"
Wang Jin bent down to pick up the bottle and asked.
After a long illness, he became a doctor, and he was very professional in examining injuries.
Su Xi overused her power and was almost soaked in pollution.
The drama idiot just changes his appearance to make himself look like a corpse that died tragically.
Of course, they definitely didn't do it just for fun.
"Ahem...can you let me out first?"
Xi Chi coughed twice and spoke weakly.
Wang Jin did not refuse, not only dug them out of the ground, but also got them some food.
"I almost fell down...it's so good to be alive."
Xi Chi shook the dirt on his body, his voice full of joy of surviving the catastrophe.
"I advise you to go and see the ancestral hall. The screams over there last night were so miserable."
The little fox nodded and jumped into the air.
"explain."
Wang Jin poured wine into Su Xi's mouth and asked.
"call…"
The drama fanatic nodded and began to adjust his mood.
After a long time, he spoke again.
"Yesterday...probably in the middle of the night, something came to pick off someone's head."
"It's not small, like a long-haired animal."
"It was very neat. I saw it carrying a bunch of rattling things and leaving the ancestral hall with my own eyes."
"Pick someone's head off..."
Wang Jin thought about this sentence.
"That's right, just pick it."
The drama fanatic nodded and kept making movements with his hands.
Hold it down with your left hand, and use something with your right hand to draw a circle around your neck.
Then pull hard.
Wang Jin frowned.
He is proficient in anatomy and often cuts off people's heads.
So Wang Jin knows that the connection between the spine and the body is actually stronger than imagined.
This kind of forceful pulling requires a lot of force, and the spine and internal organs will be pulled out.
This reminded Wang Jin of a baby-headed cross.
"It's scary, isn't it?"
Xi Chi gasped, looking like a victim.
It's really not an act.
If you come across something like that, you won't even look at it.
He is a fierce man who can fight dozens of people, so how could he be afraid of a long-haired beast?
But last night, he was buried in the soil by Wang Jin.
It's not that you can't escape, it's just that you have to face the ruthless characters in the mud.
So the playboy can only hope that thing can't see him.
Thanks to Su Xi's illusion ability, their heads are still there.
Unfortunately, Su Xi, who was gradually contaminated, began to struggle manically and almost knocked over the bottle several times.
The whole night, the drama fanatic was worried and comforting Su Xi, saying all the good things he could think of in his life.
At the same time, I also pray that the bottle will not fall over, lest we both end up dead.
Very tired, exhausted to death.
The dead face of Xi Ji is not only affected by his abilities, but his expressions and demeanor are all reflections of his heart.
"It's hard on you."
Wang Jin patted the showman on the shoulder.
Judging from his demeanor, he was indeed not lying.
Su Xi, who barely woke up, also held her head and kept whispering.
It's not much different from the state that the playboy said.
"Wang Jin."
The girl frowned and fell beside her, her smile gone.
"Little half of the villagers are dead, and a few others are at home."
"It seems that we went to the shore from the middle of the village and went straight to the ancestral hall."
"besides…"
Hu Xiaobei lay on Wang Jin's shoulder and spoke into his ear.
"All the tablets were destroyed."
"Um."
Wang Jin frowned slightly and turned to look at Song He.
He didn't sleep all night, and he should have heard the "screams" coming from the ancestral hall from the mouth of the opera idiot.
But this man's face turned pale at the moment, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
This chapter has been completed!