Chapter 36: old woman 36
Ning Qiu frowned subconsciously.
This person must have blood on his hands.
The leader put the machete back into the scabbard hanging on his waist, folded his hands as broad as a fan, pinched his bones, and hooked his lips gloomily, "Well, let you guys It is also less painful to die in a dream. Since I am so unreasonable to come together, should I break your necks first, or take off your hands and feet first."
As soon as his words fell, the remaining vigilant men in black directly drew their weapons, and they could kill with just one order.
The **** picture just now is engraved in my mind. The villagers are just ordinary people. He didn't move, his eyes stared at the opposite side like a torch.
"Zhang, Aunt Zhang, what should we do?" Liu Dashan shuddered, he stammered and looked at Ning Qiu with a calm face next to him, his panicked heart slowly calmed down, his hands Holding the wooden stick in his hand tightly, sweat was already coming out, and he immediately changed his hands to wipe the water stains off his clothes.
The village chief has been caught, and now he is being carried, his head is lowered, if it is not for the chest heaving, they all think they are dead, so now they are leaderless, and they don't know what to do. .
Ning Qiu frowned, looked at the leader deeply for a few seconds, and said in a low voice, "I can make you go out in person, I must have another mission to kill me, and you want to I know what you want. Let them go, and I'll take you in."
Things that can be easily solved, there is no need to let innocent people die. After all, she is fast, but the opponent's knives are not slow, and there are so many ordinary villagers here. She has lived here for a period of time, and gradually groped for ordinary roles. , .
I haven't felt this way in a long time.
When the voice fell, the three brothers of the old Zhang family said anxiously, "Mother, this can't be done."
For the people opposite, killing a pig is as simple as killing a pig.
"Haha, you weird old woman is very smart, how do I know if you are lying. Besides, with him in my hands, you have to be obedient." With a smile, he grabbed Liu Zhu and directly placed him on the table where the sacrifices were placed. He looked at Ning Qiu provocatively, and said with a grin, "I just killed you all today, then again. How. This is in my hands, what I want is not within my grasp."
He smiled, but the man in black standing guarding the side did not laugh, but at the moment he was a little surprised looking at the top of the spirit card, so did the villagers who were scared just now, but their eyes were more of joy and respect.
It was dark and gloomy. She walked up step by step. Every time she made a light footstep, the spirit card in front of her would light up. In addition, although Ning Qiu was old-fashioned, she was full of energy, and it looked really weird.
In this scene, let alone the men in black, even a large group of villagers were stunned.
Someone exclaimed, "Zhang, Aunt Zhang didn't see it, old, old ancestors..."
The elderly and children are relatively well-versed in this aspect. There used to be a child in the nearby village, who was full of spiritual energy and was born to see things in this area. He is very spiritual, and now he is the host in the temple, so there is an example before, and they accept it very quickly.
"It must be so, the ancestors knew that we were in trouble and came back to protect us!"
The three brothers of the old Zhang family looked at each other, and then heaved a sigh of relief. They had long known that the old lady had been different since she woke up. It is not allowed that the mother is not their mother. If they say it, what if the mother is burned by the villagers as a spirit monster, they will become monsters who kill their mother, so they all choose to hide it.
"It's just a little trick, even a three-year-old won't believe it." Looking at Ning Qiu, who had already entered the inner hall, the leader smiled grimly and pulled out his machete, just wanting to get rid of Ning Qiu .
However, at the moment when he swung the knife and was about to fall, his body seemed to be frozen, his pupils were red and red, he opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he couldn't make any sound. , then fell backwards, and the last picture of death stayed in the eyes full of terror and pain.
Hi!
Everyone present took a deep breath, and he was domineering just now, and he died too fast!
When they reacted, the villagers rushed up, helped the dying Liu Zhu up, and then sent someone to find the doctor.
"Mother..." As soon as Zhang Youfu was about to speak, he saw the old lady staggering to the ground. He hurriedly reached out to catch it and shouted anxiously, "Mother!"
When Ning Qiu fell, the lit up spirit cards also dimmed and returned to their original appearance.
Seeing this, everyone is more firm on the conjecture just now. Later, there will be a reason for calling Ning Qiu the village chief, or the ancestor. This night established her position in the hearts of the villagers.
These are the reasons why the two captured Turks were afraid when they saw Ning Qiu.
The leader is the most powerful existence in their eyes, but an old lady can make the leader die in pain without doing anything, which will make everyone afraid.
"So that's how it is..." Gu San understood the general situation and looked at Ning Qiu thoughtfully.
He found a lot of strange books to read a few days ago, and when he brought in the old lady, he imagined that it might be a thousand-year-old fox, a thousand-year-old tree demon, etc. , and even considered what to do if he was found burned to death, or was subdued by the master. I didn't expect it to be like this, which is really surprising.
"I remember that since the death of your former Great Khan thirty years ago, the Turks have been divided into East Turks and West Turks. You are on that side." Ning Qiu ignored it. Gu San looked at them curiously, but looked at the two with interest.
By leaving An Tuluo behind, she has all the clues she wants. Now she wants to confirm whether the person behind this is him.
Tomorrow is the day when the cheap little daughter will do the laundry for her son.