The Heartless Mage Chapter 32: Wandering

The sound of gunfire resounded throughout the alley, one after another. Yue Qiluo chased after him, and saw Wuxin turning a corner at the intersection ahead, and the figure disappeared instantly. Her calf was short, and her clothes were cumbersome, and she was sweating before she ran a few steps. Fortunately, the soldiers were smart and shot all the way. Yue Qiluo finally went out of the alley, only to hear a soldier shouting in a hoarse voice that was changing his voice, "Dead! Killed!"

Yue Qiluo stopped abruptly and subconsciously raised her hand to cover her nose. There was an indescribable **** smell in the air, and there was a messy person lying on the street in the distance, it was Wuxin.

Yue Qiluo is not afraid of blood, but the unintentional smell of blood made her feel suffocated. Her palms and sleeves were useless, she clearly inhaled a sweet, greasy, cold and fishy odor. The needle in her right eye started to hurt. She took a few steps back and asked loudly, "What's going on?"

A soldier stopped halfway with a rifle, and the remaining three ran forward and turned the body on the ground with the barrel. Wuxin was lying softly on the street, not knowing how many bullets had been hit on his body. The skull was shattered long ago, and a large hole was blasted out of the back; the left leg was broken off from the knee, and the two arms were smashed to pieces, the arms were not arms, and the hands were not hands. A brave man bent down, reached out and turned him to face the sky, but his face disappeared, leaving only a chin intact; his chest was red and white, and the red was blood, and the white was at first glance. Like the cotton in a padded jacket, if you look carefully, it is not, it is a steamed bun that has been chewed and swallowed.

The three soldiers just started shooting, but they didn't expect the guns to be broken into pieces. Someone found the problem: "Everyone is smashed, why is there no blood?"

As soon as these words came out, the other two were stunned, and found that there was indeed no blood on the ground, only a sticky and sticky small pool of bright red, and the smell was disgustingly sweet.

Under Yue Qiluo's order, four soldiers found a bamboo basket and a shovel, and shoveled Wuxin into the basket. Yue Qiluo stood 100 meters away, not believing that Wuxin would really die. Since there is no soul, his mystery must be in the body, so Yue Qiluo has to shovel him back. Shovel it back and seal it up, it depends on what kind of changes he can make!

After Yue Qiluo and the soldiers retreated together, the street returned to silence. A filthy big wild dog sniffed all the way over and circled around the blood on the ground.

A thin layer of blood has been frozen to the ground. After the big wild dog sniffed it, he didn't even find a piece of meat residue, so he walked to the dark place by the roadside and sank his butt, boringly pulling a pile of dog shit.

It hung its tail after being pulled, and seemed to lose its direction for a moment. And the cold wind blew through the grass by the roadside, and a hand that was broken at the wrist flickered towards it.

The index finger and the **** took a small step, dragging the entire palm behind it and heading straight for the wild dog. Suddenly grabbing the dog's tail, the big wild dog was startled, and immediately barked aimlessly, then barked again.

After two barks, the hand has climbed up its back along its tail. The five fingers spread out and attached to the big wild dog's flesh, and the dirty and messy dog ​​hair covered its tracks.

The big wild dog continued to run forward, stopped after two steps, shivered like a drowning dog, and then continued to run again.

The big wild dog ran on the street all night and stopped at the door of a house in the early hours of the morning. Before dawn, the courtyard door was already open, and a young man came out sleepily to set up the carriage, followed by an old lady with a swill bucket. The old lady splashed the swill on the side of the road, and at the same time coughed and panted and told the young man: "When I meet the old boss in Qingyunguan, I will mention the idea of ​​changing errands. The old boss is kind, maybe he can agree."

The young man yawned and said yes; while the big wild dog was looking for leftovers in the swill that had not yet frozen by the roadside. The hand lying in ambush in the dog's hair became spiritual, and after hearing the three words "Qingyunguan", he immediately began to turn his direction calmly.

The young man got into the big carriage, flicked the whip and shouted, completely unaware that a hand was clawing on the window window, and he turned in along the thick curtain.

Wu Xin never thought that he would "live" on one hand. One shot at the wrist at night, and he felt the world spinning. When he woke up, he found himself transformed into a hand. His hand fell into the grass by the roadside, and his fingers were flexible, allowing him to walk everywhere. It takes a lot of time to grow from one hand to a person; so he plans to return to Qingyunguan to report safety, and then find a place to hide and grow slowly. But it is obviously not suitable to walk on the road with one hand in a grand manner. Moreover, the distance from Wenxian to Qingyun Mountain is a long way, I am afraid that he has changed into something strange before the road is finished.

Inadvertently fell on the carriage seat, his index finger lightly tapped on the carriage seat, he wasn't in great pain at the moment, just a little worried, afraid that Crescent Moon would dislike him.

The big carriage clattered down the street, very fast. Gradually meeting people on the street, the young man driving the car kept meeting friends, and he had something to say. Wuxin listened quietly, and learned that the young man's old boss was rich and had been living in the Qingyun Temple to cultivate Taoism. Now that the weather is cold and the Spring Festival is approaching, the young master's envoy went to take the old club home for the festival. The carriage went out of Wenxian smoothly and ran along the dirt road in a stream of yellow smoke. Wuxin was jumping up and down by the bumps, thinking that maybe before it gets dark, he will be able to go to Qingyun Mountain.

In the evening, the young man parked the big carriage outside the mountain gate and ran up the mountain road by himself. A little Taoist followed slowly behind with a bundle of firewood on his back, hiding a Wuxin who was about to freeze in the bundle of firewood.

The firewood was thrown into the firewood house, the young man went to find his old boss, and the little Taoist went to have dinner and sleep. The broken door of the firewood room opened a crack, and in the darkness, a finger sneaked out.

The index finger hits the threshold, and the **** follows. As soon as the palm of the hand stood up, the index finger and the **** took a big step, and ran away in a flash.

In the early morning, Wuxin entered the small courtyard where Crescent Moon and Master Gu lived.

He ran to the door of Crescent Moon first. The index and ring fingers stood firm, and he pushed the door with his middle finger.

The door was locked tightly, so he turned and ran to the door of Master Gu next door. Crescent Moon is a woman, of course she has to close her door when she sleeps at night; but Master Gu doesn't care, the horizontal and vertical doors are broken, and it doesn't matter if they are locked or not, they are all the same as not blocking the wind. Inadvertently, he crossed his palm and got into the crack of the door. There was a stove in the house, and the stove and Mr. Gu created a warm and stinky air. Unintentionally fought a cold war, and then wanted to go to the kang. But the kang was too high, and he had nowhere to climb or go up. Suddenly, he felt that there were Master Gu's large cotton shoes next to him, and he crawled into the shoes without any intention. Anyway, he had no nose, so he was not afraid of panic.

Besides, Master Gu slept on his back for a long time until dawn when he was suffocated by a soak of urine. In a daze, he lifted the quilt and sat up. He put on a padded jacket and trousers, stretched out his legs and wanted to go out with his shoes. Unexpectedly, as soon as his big foot stepped into the cotton shoes, he suddenly felt a soft and hard **** under his feet. Rubbing his eyes and looking down, Master Gu saw a finger hooked on the upper of the shoe, struggling to climb out.

Master Gu opened his mouth to the size of a scoop, yawned with a bright throat, and raised his hand to wipe a smear from the corner of his eye. Feeling that he was awake, he looked down and saw that a pale hand had crawled out of the cotton shoe.

The first ray of sunlight came through the window and hit Master Gu's feet. A burst of anger suddenly erupted, Master Gu went barefoot on the ground, squatted down and picked up the big cotton shoes and scolded: "Well, you son of a bitch, you dare to scare me in the daytime! Fuck! I will give you today. A little bit of color, you don't know that Lord Ma has three eyes!"

When the voice fell, he slapped the sole of his shoe and slapped Wuxin to the ground on the spot. Wuxin moved his fingers and wanted to write on the ground to signal, but Master Gu was so angry that he didn't give him a chance for a moment. Wuxin was beaten by him and fled all over the house, while Master Gu frowned and stared, with a large cotton shoe in one hand, crouching on the ground and chasing him in circles. Crescent Moon just got up, and walked out of the toilet with a head full of hair. Hearing the excitement in Master Gu's room, he leaned over to the window and looked in: "Master Gu, what are you doing? There are bed bugs in the house?"

Master Gu didn't lift his head, he chased and blocked Wuxin with his two hands: "It's okay, there's a monster in my house, I won't be surnamed Gu if I can't beat it to death today!"

As soon as Crescent Moon heard the monster, she didn't shy away from it, so she pushed the door and went in. As a result, as soon as one foot stepped in, a hand rushed over and grabbed her trousers. She looked down and was about to scream, but when she was about to scream, she bent down and suddenly said, "Master Gu, don't fight, I think it looks like an unintentional hand?"

Master Gu, wearing large cotton shoes with both gloves, raised his head dumbfounded: "Master's hand?"

Crescent Moon said nothing, and tentatively stretched out her hand, her eyes widened. The hand holding the leg of the trousers seemed to sense it, and when the fingertips of the crescent moon were about to stretch out, it suddenly jumped up with the strength that it did not know how to transport. The two hands were instantly clasped, and Crescent Moon rolled her big eyes and looked at Master Gu.

"Wuxin..." She opened her mouth, her voice trembling: "Is that you?"

The severed hand immediately raised an index finger and gently drew a circle in her palm.