Cui San thought to himself, as long as I run fast enough, ghosts and gods will not be able to catch up with me.
However, before he could run very far, he was chased by ghosts and gods.
Guishen kicked Cui San directly in the back, knocking him to the ground.
The ghost said angrily: "Cui San, you have caused me so much misery. Do you know how I got through these days? All of this is thanks to you!"
The thought of being tied to a copper pillar and having to hang two weights to exercise every day made the ghosts and gods feel angry.
Swish.
The ghost grabbed Cui San and pressed him against the wall. He put a knife on his neck and said in a serious tone: "Killing you would be too easy for you. Huh, Cui San, I want to keep this for you."
Fate, let you taste the feeling of being weighed down."
As he said that, Guishen looked around cautiously and found no trace of anyone else.
He thought to himself that now was a good time to escape.
Thinking that he would grab Cui San and run away.
Unexpectedly, Cui San suddenly rolled his eyes and waved his hand suddenly, and a ball of black powder spilled from his sleeve, all of which fell on the ghost's face.
As soon as Guishen breathed it into his nose, he felt a little dizzy.
Cui San took the opportunity to break free and quickly ran away.
"Go to hell..."
The ghost roared angrily, raised his knife and chased Cui San.
Although the ghost was poisoned, he was not satisfied with his speed. He caught up with Cui San in the blink of an eye. With anger, he slashed down with his sword and cut off one of Cui San's arms.
Cui San was stunned and let out a scream. The ghost had raised a long knife and struck at his neck.
Unexpectedly, between the lightning and flint, two sharp arrows flew from the mouth of the alley. One arrow pierced Cui San's throat, and the other pierced Cui San's chest.
Cui San fell limply to the ground.
Dang.
The ghost's sword hit the stone slab diagonally. The long knife came out of his hand, and with a pop, the ghost fell down.
At the entrance of the alley not far away, Du He, dressed in a green shirt, stood with his hands behind his back.
The person standing next to him was Ma Zhou.
Ma Zhou pointed to Cui San's incomplete body and asked: "Is this the person who killed my Ma family?"
"Yes, the prophecy in Ma Bin's room was copied by Cui San for Ma Bin. Poor Ma Bin, who was young, but because of his love of gambling, fell into the trap designed by Cui San. He not only harmed himself, but also harmed himself.
Dear Ma family, Lao Ma, now that the murderer is dead, I think you will feel better." Du He said lightly.
Ma Zhou stared at the bloody corpse and felt a little nauseous.
He is a civil servant and is afraid of killing pigs, let alone killing people.
But at this moment, Ma Zhou suddenly felt courage in his heart.
He turned around, pulled out a sharp arrow from the quiver on Xu Zhengdao's back, held it in his backhand and stepped forward quickly.
When he came to Cui San's body, Ma Zhou suddenly burst into tears: "You bastard, you son of a bitch, you made my Ma family almost beheaded, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill, I'm going to kill, kill, kill...
"
As he spoke, he held the sharp arrow tightly in his hand and stabbed Cui San's body hundreds of times.
It took Ma Zhou a long time to react.
I saw that Cui San's chest had become like meat.
"Wow……"
This guy vomited immediately and lay on the body of the ghost next to him. He vomited so hard that he almost vomited out his kidneys.
Lu Bu wanted to step forward and take Ma Zhou away, but Du He stopped him: "Let him be stimulated for a while, he will get used to it!"
Before he finished speaking, Ma Yiyi fainted and fell into a pile of filth that he had vomited out.
Lu Bu pointed at Xu Zheng and said, "Go and get him away."
Xu Zhengdao jumped up and said disgustedly: "Why is it me, brother Lu Bu? You are so powerful, so you should go ahead."
Lu Bu rubbed his fists and asked, "Do you want to make gestures?"
Xu Zhengdao turned around and ran away without looking back.
In the end, it was Zhang Jian who sent two of Fan Ya's brothers to clean up the mess.
…
That night.
Everything is silent.
The ghosts and gods slowly woke up.
The room in front of me... seems so familiar.
Thick copper pillars, a spacious room, simple furnishings, and on the table in the corner, there are still the two weights that are very familiar to me.
The only difference is that he is not tied to the copper pillar at this moment.
The copper pillar, which has grown a lot of patina, seems to have its own slight body temperature.
I saw the ghost shook his head and suddenly jumped up like a duck falling into boiling water.
"This... this is... I'm actually back here again?" the ghost said in shock.
Snap.
There were footsteps outside the door, and then someone applauded.
Xu Zhengdao walked in first, clapped his hands and said, "Ghosts and gods, welcome back."
"You...you captured me back? Where is Du He? Where is Du He? I want to see him!" the ghost roared.
He turned around angrily, picked up the two weights on the table, and threw them at Xu Zhengdao, but Xu Zhengdao easily dodged them.
At this time, Du He slowly walked in from outside.
The ghost pointed at Du He and cursed: "Du He, you are not trustworthy. Didn't you say you would let me go? Why did you go back on your promise and arrest me again?"
Du He smiled slightly: "Gui Shen, think carefully about what I said at the beginning."
"Humph, you said at that time that as long as I find Cui San for you and kill him, you will let me go."
"Then think about it again, have you done it?"
"Why didn't I do it? I found Cui San and I have already sat down." The ghost began to move impatiently in the middle of the room.
Swish.
Du He opened the fan, fanned it lightly, and said: "Remember, what I said is, find Cui San and kill him. These are two conditions. Both conditions are indispensable. Do you understand the logic? A
And B, that is to say, this proposition is only true when both conditions are true, not A or B. As long as one condition is true, the entire proposition becomes..."
"Ah...I'm going to kill you."
What about A or B, A and B... I have never heard of ghosts and gods in my life.
The ghost felt a headache, roared angrily, and rushed towards Du He.
Unfortunately, I was only halfway through the rush, and before I could get close to Du He, I saw a black shadow suddenly flash in at the door, and with a bang, the ghost was knocked away.
When Guishen stood up with difficulty, he realized that Lu Bu was blocking Du He. Du He was shaking his folding fan with a calm expression on his face.
Du He put away his fan and suddenly laughed evilly: "Ghost, I just feel very bored these days, why don't I give you a chance to escape... I think I might as well give you seven chances, including the ones before.
Once, you still have six chances to escape."
"What's the meaning?"
"It's very simple. I'll give you six more chances. If you can escape, you will be lucky. If you can't escape, I'm sorry, then just stay with me. I used to hang a weight.
How about hanging a stone mill from now on, is it exciting or not?" Du He chuckled.
If looks could kill, ghosts and gods would love to kill Du He with their looks.