Otherworldly Merchant

But such a beautifully crafted trophy should be made by China. The army seized it. Why did it fall behind the mountains of Dafeng Village and get picked up by such scoundrels as Yan San 'er?

Maybe there's another piece of history I don't know about.

“Has the village been saved?” Xiao Mei climbed out of bed, unable to fasten the button on her clothes, holding up the red belly of the drum bag to ask.

“Not yet.” I shook my head: “Yan San is just a greedy, sneaky little figure. The ghost has invaded the village's brain. Even if Yan San were killed, they would not be able to recover. ”

“So... what should we do?” Xiao Mei asked in great anxiety.

“If you want to relieve ghosts completely... get out of the way!” Suddenly, I found the cherry army knife on the table flashing red, pulling itself out of the sheath.

I hurried to scream and hug Mei and roll forward.

The next second, the wooden bed is split in half! Even the walls were cut out with a long crack.

Fortunately, I discovered it early and avoided it in time. If it was later, Mei and I would have been cut into two pieces by this knife!

Whoa, the knife stood up and stood tall on the table.

At this time, the dark fog outside the window suddenly dissipated, the covered moonlight spilled over the cabin, the cold light flashed over the blade, the waves sparkled, I couldn't open my eyes.

Soon, another knife will come! I can't scream, hurry to hold May and roll again.

The knife rubbed our hair and flew past, the table, the wooden door, it was all chopped twice!

Severe three children lying by the door were also cut into two interceptions and their guts flowed into the ground.

What a payback!

The use of insidious objects to harm so many innocent villagers and eventually die in the hands of insidious objects is a must have consequence.

“What do we do now?” Xiao Mei trembled, her white body leaned against my shoulder, and the scent burst straight into her nostrils.

But at this time, I didn't have any other thoughts. When the next one pushed her away, he shouted, “Run! Go fold a cherry branch. ”

“Ok!” Xiao Mei stunned for a moment, turning around and stepping on Yan San's gut completely ignored.

That's when I realized that her braids had also been severed by a sharp military knife and were now short haired in a shawl.

Over the Cherry Blossom Army Knife, the cold flashes, as if the first two knives had exhausted all its power, and now it is necessary to regain the gloom.

The horrible thing about it, I've already seen: Master Red Gourd's Baby Gourd, Snake Mother's Spirit can't resist this knife!

And I found that the longer it takes for the knife to accumulate gloom, the more powerful it will be.

At the moment, the yin qi on the knife has been brewing for so long, and now it has condensed into a red halo, it doesn't matter if I turn my head and run!

I took a deep breath of cool air, pulled out the Ghost Chopper knife, prepared to forcibly resist, and persisted until Xiao Mei returned.

“Come on!” I bite my teeth hard and drink.

A cold light is coming!

This is going very fast and far more harsh than just the two knives.

I stood steady and raised my knife to cover my chest.

A fierce metal collision, the knife flashing against the knife, my hands trembling as fast as electric shock.

“Ah!" I shouted, resisting all my spiritual power.

The clicking was crisp, the knife was taken out by me with skill, and the hard raw split half the wall.

I was thrown out by this shock, and I fell to the ground.

The knife in my hand has fallen off and my hands are covered with blues. I tried to get up, but I felt soft, I couldn't lift half my strength, and I felt bored. But after a little kung fu, I couldn't help but spit out a breath of blood.

What happened to the thousands of dead Japanese spirits hidden in the knife before they were born?

When I was stunned, I couldn't help but be scared. This knife has turned into an organ. If the knife rallied again, I would certainly die!

The bright moonlight falls in the air, but it's still dark around the small courtyard, so here it is!

I suddenly understood.

The dark fog that pervades the village is not a ghost hitting the wall, but a cherry blossom army knife absorbing the moonlight. The moonlight above and below the village is sucked clean, which is why the sun is dark.

I was in a hurry when I saw the army knife gather again.

There was nothing I could do, and suddenly my phone rang.

Just when it fell, the phone fell out and landed on the foot. I grabbed him and found out it was a harassing text.

Text?

Xiao Mei said that Dafeng Village has never had a cell phone signal since something strange happened and should have been disturbed by ghost gas.

At this moment, the Army knife is absorbing moonlight, which naturally causes a lot less interference, so the cell phone signal becomes smooth.

If that's the case, I can connect to the Internet!

Suddenly, I came up with a great plan.

I swiftly turned on my phone and turned on the internet, searching rapidly in the music library, and a little red light on the ghost knife became a line, and I watched as another knife came out.

“Okay, that's it!” I rushed down the play key and the loud music sounded instantly.

The knife is done, the eyes are about to be cut off, but the next second stops, and it slowly fades away.

And the knife rocks around with the beat of the music, like it's a dance.

“It's dangerous!” I grew a sigh of breath and my high, suspended heart finally let go.

I just played the famous Japanese song Cherry Blossom Fall.

Since the Yin Spirit in the Knife is so fond of his homeland, I'm sure this "Cherry Blossom Fall" can relieve his homesick feelings. This is a foolish way of thinking in a hurry, but I didn't expect it to really work!

“Ah?”

At this time, Xiao Mei rushed back. At first sight, I was lying weak on the ground, and I had to shout.

The ghost knife also sounded shocked, and was interrupted and extremely dissatisfied with listening to the music. He pushed his blade forward, facing Xiao Mei straight.

“Shh, shut up!” I raised a finger and whispered a reminder.

Xiao Mei didn't know what was going on, but she didn't dare to scream anymore. She hurriedly covered her mouth.

I tuned the music into a loop, and I climbed up from the ground carefully, and I couldn't dare to make a little noise, suggesting that Xiaomei placed the cherry branches gently on the ground.

Then we quietly retreated.

When I left the courtyard door, I looked back, and the knife was dancing on the table with the music, the scent of cherry blossom branches, as if the mother's hands caressed the souls of the orphans who had died in other parts of the country.