Bone Painting Coroner

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The carriage was about to move, and Ji Wanxin rushed up.

I don't know if I was scared, or I was worried that Jing Rong was injured and my eyes were red.

Mo Ruo was giving Jing Rong a medicine, she asked next: "What can I do?"

"Sit well."

"..."

She could only cry quietly, wiped her tears, and sat silently aside...

The carriage quickly left this forest and went to Shanhuai County.

...

Alpine village at the top of the mountain!

Ji Yunshu was awakened by pain. He raised his hand and pressed his temple. He opened his eyes slightly, and his vision gradually changed from blurred to clear.

It turned out to be a firewood house!

But it is obviously a firewood house, but the firewood inside is all wet, and the bumpy ground is also water!

She discovered that the clothes on her body were wet, and there was a rotten smell around her.

Scratching her nose, she stood up from the ground, and after just two steps, there was a sound of chains!

When I looked down, I realized that my feet were covered with iron chains, and it was difficult to take a few more steps.

"Where is this?"

unknown.

I was still in the carriage and fainted when I smelled it.

Who will it be?

Her head turned suddenly before she came suddenly.

"Gao Shanzhai!"

Just after the conclusion, I heard a voice from outside: "How are the people inside?"

"Relax, I will watch it."

"You just dozed off just now. If you let the big master know that you have to pluck your skin, and if the people inside have escaped, you and I will all die."

"I know. I have walls on three sides. I'm guarding at the door. I can't escape."

"It's better!"

At the door, two men are talking.

Seeing that someone was coming in, Ji Yunshu sat back on the ground, the cold feeling spreading from the soles of the feet, and she shivered slightly.

At this time, the door was also opened.

A rude man came in and snorted when Ji Yun woke up.

"It's a tough seed, so I woke up so quickly."

Ji Yunshu raised his eyes indifferently, only to find that this man turned out to be one of the two bandits who had fled.

She asked: "How did you escape?"

Yep?

"you ask me?"

Ji Yunshu was unhurried and restless, reached out to pick up a straw next to it, turned a few times in his hand, and then lit the wet ground again and again.

He seemed casual to say, "Since you don't have a knife on you, you don't even have a decent piece of broken jade. Furthermore, if you really have some weapons hidden in your body, you won't wait to escape when you are in the inn. The only thing Explain, someone left you a knife, right?"

Uh!

Sledgehammer swallowed: "That's Lao Tzu smart, what do you say so much?"

"That knife, but a woman who was with me gave it to you?"

"Not for it, she fell."

"is it?"

of course not!

Ji Wanxin was afraid of those sharp weapons since he was a child. He always wears a veil, not a knife.

What's more, he also took the knife to send the buns to the bandits, and just dropped the knife.

How can there be so many in this world!

Sledgehammer suddenly realized that he hadn't come to talk to her, and immediately showed a fierce look, and the scar on his forehead was revealed.

Ji Yunshu kicked with his foot.

Say: "Lao Tzu is not here to chat with you, just to see you and make sure you are not dead. If you die, the big master will kill me to bury you with the stupid kid."

Silly boy?

Wei Yi?

Ji Yunshu asked anxiously, "Where is he?"

"Do you know you are in a hurry now?"

"How did you treat him?"

While speaking, Ji Yunshu got up from the ground, his thin body and bone, as if born with an unusually compelling momentum, making the sledgehammer empty.

He took a step back and said, "That stupid boy is more comfortable than you. This will be cool."

Yep?

In the big house of Gaoshanzhai, there were loud cheers and shouts...

The whole house was full of bandits, all of them were drinking, some were drunk, some were standing on the table shouting, and some were holding toasts everywhere to toast like a big bathhouse.

On the chair in front of him wearing a tiger skin, there is a man with a rough face, a grudge, and resting on the modern day, which is a typical wrestler.

He was also wearing clothes made of tiger skin, covering one hand, exposing one hand, and one foot with a domineering position on a chair, holding a bowl of wine in his hand and pouring a sip into his mouth.

This person's eyebrows are very similar to Zhao Qing. Presumably, he is Zhao Qing's brother Zhao Huai, the master of Gao Shanzhai.

His eyes were on Wei Yi, who was surrounded by people in the center!

Wei Yi looked a bit erratic in his eyes, his body wobbled violently, his cheeks were flushed, his body was full of alcohol, and the clothes on his chest were also wet by the wine.

"Drink, drink hard."

"Keep drinking!"

"drink!"

...

Those mountain bandits kept drinking wine for Wei Yi. He was already drunk and woke up, woke up and talked back and forth several times.

"I don't want to drink anymore."

Wei Yi waved his hand.

He wanted to go back, but his back was pushed forward again, staggering, and he hit the wooden table in front.

boom--

"Fool, keep drinking."

Someone opened his mouth again and poured wine into it.

He refused to swallow, and the wine ran out along the corners of his mouth.

So, he was thrown his hands and slaps, hitting hard on the ground.

With the noise of everyone.

Wei Yi fell to the ground, covering his beaten face, and his eyes turned red, but he bit his lips violently, and he didn't want to cry a little.

Zhao Huai glanced, then stood up from the tiger leather chair, took a jar of wine from his little brother's hand, and walked towards Wei Yi.

The thieves retreated to both sides consciously, vacating a spacious road.

Zhao Huai walked in front of Wei Yi, his vicious eyes dropped, and then stepped on Wei Yi's chest, as if stepping on an ant.

"You let me go, hurt."

Wei Yi said.

"pain?"

Zhao Huai laughed and turned the wine jar 180 degrees downward in his hand. The wine in the jar was all poured on Wei Yi's plain brocade.

Wei Yi shrank, leaning his hands on Zhao Huai's feet, trying to push away, but had no strength.

All in awkwardness!

Zhao Huai bowed his waist, squeezed Wei Yi's cheeks, and broke them twice.

Say: "A fool is a fool and has no ability to resist."

"I'm not a fool!" Because the mouth was pinched, it was ambiguous when speaking.

"Then what are you?"

"I...I'm not a fool." The lack of confidence, the voice became softer and weaker.

These words drew unabashed ridicule from the people around them.

"You are a fool."

"fool……"