Mutated Tao Chapter 291: Death
"Ahhh!!!" Zuo Wangdao knelt on the ground, covered his skinless face with trembling hands, and screamed violently.
The scream was not only because of the pain, but also because he was actually raped by the other party.
Accompanied by the sound of mucus slicing across the skin, Hei Taisui's wriggling tentacles wrapped around the face with eyeballs, and slowly retracted into Li Huowang's mouth again.
With a "gudong", Li Huowang swallowed the smelly and sticky thing in his mouth with difficulty.
He looked at Zuo Wangdao who was struggling to stand up in front of him, staggeringly stretched out his hand and pulled it back, and the copper coin sword appeared in his hand in an instant.
"Brush!" As Li Huowang's body lost his balance due to swinging the sword and fell to the ground, Zuo Wangdao, who had more than a dozen copper coins in his body, also fell to the ground.
The dying Zuo Wangdao had a weird smile on his face. "Sure enough, you are still very good. The boss of the red middle school is a big three yuan. It is a big three yuan."
Li Huowang, who fell to the ground, looked at the sky silently, silently feeling the severe pain in his body. "I didn't expect... I'm really not reconciled to being planted here."
Looking at Gao Zhijian whose body was covered by clay sculptures in the distance, and the great **** who was already trying to approach him, Li Huowang turned over with difficulty.
"Isn't it too wasteful to leave this pain unused?"
He tried hard a few times, but in the end he didn't succeed. But at the last moment, he finally reached out to his abdominal cavity, and firmly grasped his ribs from left to right.
As Li Huowang yanked his hands out of his abdominal cavity, two **** ribs were also pulled out.
The two bent bones crossed suddenly in the air, and then inserted vertically back into his abdomen. "Crack the flesh!"
The sounds of clashing and fighting all around disappeared, replaced by endless screams and wailing.
Everything in Ganyuan Village, whether it is the things hidden in the clay sculptures, or the people and dogs in Ganyuan Village, at this moment, I feel the same as Li Huowang.
The clay sculptures couldn't hold on for the first time, and they kept fleeing underground tremblingly, and the crisis situation just now was instantly resolved by Li Huowang.
After sensing their departure, Li Huowang let go of his hand, and gradually lost consciousness.
"Li Huowang!" The drowsy Li Huowang subconsciously supported his head and responded. "Who? Here."
The last thing he saw was Bai Lingmiao running towards him. "I can't die, I can't die"
Li Huowang tilted his head, and his consciousness fell into darkness.
At five o'clock, when I heard the sound of a rooster crowing outside, the unshaven Gouwa came out of the room with a chamber pot. His face was pale, and the white cloth on his collar meant that he was also injured.
The reason why he came out to pour out the chamber pot even though he was injured was because Gao Zhijian's injuries were much worse than his, and those clay figurines almost took his arms off.
When he came to the hut and poured the chamber pot, he shrank his neck and hurried back with a hutch.
When passing Tianzi No. 2 room, Gouwa opened the window and looked inside cautiously.
Seeing Li Huowang lying on the bed with a lifeless face, showing no signs of waking up, he shook his head helplessly.
When he returned to his room, he just put the chamber pot under the bed when Gao Zhi's thunderous snoring stopped. "how how"
"It's nothing, it's still the same, you move in, and I will sleep again."
Gou Wa rolled onto the bed and retracted her rib-covered body into the quilt. "Hey, I'm afraid senior brother Li won't be able to survive this time. It's time to separate. Hey, idiot, how much do you think I can share that gold box?"
Hearing the dissatisfied movement around him, Gouwa continued: "I'm not cursing senior brother Li, you have seen it yourself, this time even the internal organs have been emptied, no matter how powerful the dancer is!" After all, he is not a real god, is he? Can he still be alive?"
"Peng!" Gouwa was pushed onto the bed and got off.
"Hey, you!" Gouwa stood up muttering, no longer feeling sleepy after being touched, turned around and picked up the copper basin on the square wooden shelf, and went to fetch water from the well in the backyard.
After washing up, he walked out of the street, came to a small shed by the side of the road and sat down, "Boss, here is a bowl of sweet tofu nao, and two deep-fried dough sticks."
"Okay! Just wait a moment, I'll be here in a while,"
The steaming tofu nao is sprinkled with some sesame seeds and brown sugar, which makes Gouwa swallow his saliva when he is hungry.
Use chopsticks to pick up a deep-fried dough stick and soak it in the tofu brain until soft, then stuff it into your mouth, and your mouth will be filled with oily sweetness, which is very comfortable.
"This girder is different. I eat breakfast even without harvesting rice seedlings. There are so many kinds of breakfast."
After Gou Wa finished her breakfast beautifully, the number of people on the street next to her also began to increase.
Licking the bowl carefully with his tongue, Gouwa stood up, took out a dozen coins from his waist and threw them over.
"Oh, so many, thank you, master!"
"Who rewarded you? I'll send three copies to the second floor of the inn next door. I won't keep an eye on it. Don't be short of money."
After Gou Wa finished speaking, he turned around and blended into the crowd beside him. During this period of time, he was very familiar with this town.
After going around in circles, he finally stopped in front of a remote coffin shop.
After spitting a little in the palm of his hand and stroking his temples, Gouwa walked in.
When the man who was making plans inside saw Gouwa's sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked Gouwa, he had a helpless wry smile on his face.
"Master Cao, are you here again? Please come inside."
"What's the matter? I've been thinking about it all night, so can I say that the price can be lower?" Gou Wa patted a coffin with a big head skillfully.
"Master Cao, this is a high-quality red pine wood. Oh, don't take pictures. If you take pictures every day, the coffin will be painted off by you."
"Are you buying or not? I come to ask the price every day. Don't you also want to do this business?"
"Hmph." Gouwa was very disdainful, "Of course I really want to buy it. If you are half taels cheaper, I will pay the deposit today."
When the coffin shop owner heard this, his heart skipped a beat, his voice quickly slowed down, and he asked cautiously, "Is Senior Brother Li coming soon?"
Seeing Gouwa nodding with his eyes closed and his mouth pouted, the boss was heartbroken, "Okay! If you take half a tael, you can get half a tael! This is the lowest, and you can't pay it back."
"No rush." Gouwa circled the coffin carefully a few times, and said to the man again: "Shopkeeper, since it's half two short, why don't you send me a shroud?"
An hour passed quickly, and the dry-mouthed coffin shop owner finally agreed to Gouwa's offer.
He really didn't want to procrastinate any longer. If he procrastinated, no matter whether Brother Li was dead or not, he would almost kill him.
After paying the deposit, Gouwa asked again: "Shopkeeper, are you familiar with those who do nothing?"
The owner of the coffin shop nodded again and again, "Don't worry, I am familiar with the cook who cooks the banquet, the opera troupe, and the Eight Immortals who carry the coffin."
"Be the best, let's have a grand burial! That's my brother who was born and died!"
"Okay! When the time comes, I'll help you connect, and I'll definitely handle this matter beautifully. Don't worry."
"By the way, help me order a few more maids from the paper man. Senior Brother Li will go down alone. I'm afraid he'll get bored and panic."
"Master Cao is righteous!"
"Hey, I can't help it. When Senior Brother Li dies, they will cry like hell. They don't care about anything. Someone has to do this kind of thing. I did it last time."
"Last time?"