Weasel - Yellow Seven

After the paper people got a little closer, I realized that the four behind them were also carrying a small sedan chair.

This is too weird.

Once out of the door to encounter, I really fell into eight lifetimes of bad luck.

But my current position is a bit awkward, too close to them, the slightest movement, immediately will be those flowery paper people found.

When I was in a quandary, the sedan chair's curtain was lifted, and a yellow skin jumped down from above.

If it was an ordinary yellow skinned man, I could kill one with a stone.

But the sedan chair down on the yellow skins of human appearance, wearing a big red clothes, chest sat on the red flowers, sharp teeth, bean-sized eyes with green light, a festive dress.

Seeing this, I also understand in my heart.

This weasel came because of the female corpse, the intention is the female corpse.

Looking at its legs that were so agitated that they clenched, I was furious.

I don't want the thing that can't be cheap a weasel.

What Huang Xian'er, also only the northeast side to worship.

In our area, even if it is humanoid, it is just a beast that steals chickens.

When my grandfather was in good spirits, he killed several of them a year.

While I was looking around for a stone, that weasel came to the door, arched a pair of paws, bowed to the door, spat out human words, and said lewdly, "Ma'am, my husband has come to fetch you back to the mountain."

Seeing that it could speak human language, the stone I had just touched in my hand was scared off.

There are quite a few strange stories in the mountains, and I've heard a lot of stories about elves and monsters.

Grandpa said that there was a family in the mountains to the east that had offended the Yellow Skin, and within a few days, all seven members of the family were victimized by this weasel.

When I hesitated, the yellow skins stretched out its chest with a handful of white hairs and walked to the door with an impatient pace.

As soon as it passed, the two flamboyant paper figures behind it also followed with stiff movements, ready to help it push the door.

Looking at its dejected appearance, my mind was filled with that woman's appearance.

This beast, it doesn't care whether it's breathing or not, in its hands, it will definitely be spoiled.

Thinking of this, I picked up the stone again, raised my hand and threw it out.

That weasel was just about to enter the door, the back of its head just got hit, and was smashed so hard that it flipped over and fell to the ground.

But soon it climbed to its feet, its small eyes glowing an angry green in the moonlight, and scanning back behind it, it roared angrily, "Who!"

I hid back under the ridge after throwing the stone, not daring to look or breathe, like an ostrich.

And after throwing the stone, I had old regrets.

If I messed with this weasel, I'd be in trouble for the rest of my life.

However, just when I was regretting, my neck was itchy, as if there was a small brush scratching on it.

When I looked up, I saw the weasel lying on the ridge above me, stretching out one of its claws and scratching at my neck.

It was wide-eyed for a moment as it met those little green eyes.

But in the next second I reacted, grabbing it by the neck and slamming it into the field ridge.

The weasel let out a miserable scream and scratched at my hand with its claws, leaving two bloody slits.

Under the stinging pain, I backhanded it and threw it out.

Rolling on the ground for a few rolls, that beast climbed up again, blood dripping from its mouth, staring at a pair of green bean eyes, viciously said, "Kid, you don't ask around, who doesn't know me, Master Yellow Seven, for a hundred miles around, dare to spoil my good deed, I want your life!"

Worthy of being a weasel that had become a spirit, it didn't die even after being smashed so much.

Faced with the aggressive yellow skin, I also came to temper.

A big living man, can he still be afraid of a weasel?

I drew out the money sword forced on the waist of my pants, rolled over and climbed up the ridge, without saying a word, chase up and cut.

Yellow Seven did not run, the corners of his bloodied mouth grinned, revealing an evil smile.

Like a complacent villain.

Grandpa taught me quite a few things, although I have not used it, but it is very skillful.

I staggered half a step, and used the wound made by its tickle on the money sword.

Stained with blood, the Money Sword instantly became hot.

Seeing that the Money Sword reacted, I gained a few more points of confidence.

However, just as I was about to pounce on it, the green light in Master Yellow Seven's small eyes flashed, and I instantly felt light-headed and confused.

The eight red and green paper people standing behind me turned around stiffly, raised their arms flat, and surrounded towards me.

I thumped in my heart and said it was not good.

Yellow lips are good at compelling people, the family on the other side of the mountain is the head of the family suddenly went crazy, stabbed the family with a pig knife, and finally hung himself from the eaves.

Now in this condition, he is obviously also trapped.

Seeing that I was about to lose my mind, I took advantage of the last bit of clarity and bit the tip of my tongue, the whole person suddenly came to his senses, and the money sword in his hand immediately swept out.

A paper person is a paper person, no matter how weird it is, the essence will not change.

With this sweep, I directly smoked all eight paper figures, black smoke rolled out of the hole, and several small palm-sized yellow skins escaped from the paper shells in panic.

Yellow Seven stared at the money sword in my hand, its eyes flashed, and it tried to mesmerize me again.

But without waiting for it to perform its mesmerizing technique, the money sword in my hand smashed over.

Yellow Seven's reaction is also fast, body to the ground, slipped off the body of the groom's clothes, a slip leaped a few meters, avoiding the money sword smashed.

I can see that it scruples money sword, rushed up to pick up, chase up and cut.

Yellow Seven saw me so brave, some anxious, body turn, pouting ass, a yellow smoke from the butt hole spewed out.

This thing can spit human speech, it is estimated that the practice of a hundred years or so, an old fart popped out, spicy tears in my eyes, a burst of dry retching, while fanning his hand, while backing up.

Yellow Seven took the opportunity to take its disciples, jumping up and down, ran up and down to a higher place to stop, turned back and said indignantly, "Kid, you're dead, the gods can't save you even if they come, I said."

I was dizzy from the old fart, I had no time to reply to it, when I regained my senses, Yellow Seven and its disciples and grandchildren had already run into the 100,000 mountains behind the river mouth.

Looking at the mountains under the moon, I did not dare to go after.

The river goes east, flowing endless dead people and coffins.

There are too many mysteries hidden in those 100,000 mountains. Otherwise it wouldn't have rushed a coffin into my yard.

After a slight reprieve, my eyes were still stinging a little and my clothes smelled all of that foul fart, unpleasantly so.

But all the same, I pushed the door open and went in to take a look.

The female corpse was still there.

"You scourge, you almost got me smoked to death by yellow skin!"

Seeing that she was still there, I didn't know if I was happy, or unhappy. Cursing.

I wanted to go home to change my clothes, but I was worried about Yellow Seven going and coming back. Fortunately, the old mansion has some of Uncle Er's old clothes, I turned over a set to change into, and felt that the smell only faded a lot.

Back to the house, looking at the female corpse, I am a little confused, do not know how to deal with her.

I only hope that Yellow Seven is not talking big, it really is the most powerful in this square mile.

This way the corpse smells for a hundred miles, and other things will not dare to come and rob with it.

Against a weasel, I am still relatively confident.