Twilight Boundary Chapter 127

Chapter 127 The Great Power of Blood Eating

“I'm afraid I won't be able to come back to Niujiawan in a short time…”

Although she luckily escaped with her life, Hu Ma was still very excited and couldn't stop her mind.

He deeply felt the tyranny of Hu's method of suppressing the year, but also realized the danger in it. The thing in the river must have hated him. Although he escaped at the last moment, he would not be able to encounter it again if he encountered it in the future. It will definitely stop.

Thinking in my heart, I didn't dare to stop.

They escaped for four or five miles in a row. The sun was shining brightly around them, making their faces warm. There were no cries or howls or signs of the Tsing Yi Gang chasing after them. Hu Ma and the others slowed down their steps slightly and looked at each other. One glance.

They all saw each other's embarrassed looks. Hu Ma hadn't said hello to Yang Gong since they arrived here, but now that the words were coming to her lips, she didn't know what to say.

“It's so embarrassing...”

Hu Ma paused for a moment, then broke the silence with a smile and said: "Brother Yang, we just had a drink, and you just cheated on me once. Isn't it kind of you?"

Yang Gong didn't know what to say. After hearing what he said, he suddenly laughed: "How can I say that I'm cheating on you? Didn't I say before that we would make a big contribution together?"

“If you don't work hard, where will the credit come from?”

As they spoke, the two laughed loudly, hugged each other, and patted each other on the shoulders.

Logically speaking, the relationship between the two of them is not that deep, but after experiencing this near-death incident, they suddenly became close.

“This is my brother, Shen Bangzi.”

After hugging each other, everyone did not dare to stop and rest, but kept walking forward quickly. Yang Gong introduced the Hongxiang disciple beside him and said: "He and I, as well as Niu Laojiao and Zhu Da The four intestines are sworn brothers, and they ran out together to do this."

“Niu Laojiao died directly in the blood food mine, Zhu Dachangzhi also died in the Water Temple, and now we are the only two left.”

“Now we are missing two of our four brothers. Brother Hu, do you want to join in?”

“Forget it, it's unlucky.”

Hu Ma thought in his mind, turned around and nodded to the heavy stick, thinking that he had seen it before, and still smiled and said: "Is there a plug in this thing? It's better to forget it, don't take advantage of it."

While they were joking, they thought in their hearts that two of their brothers had died because of such a jar of blood food, and they couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Of course I know that taking back this jar of blood food must be a great achievement, but is it really worth risking two lives for it?

Just like myself, if I have to risk the lives of Zhou Datong, Zhou Liang, Zhao Zhu and others for these hundreds of kilograms of blood pills, then I...

…This kind of problem is really challenging!

“Our brothers have sworn that no one will be worthy of death. As long as the remaining brothers are still alive, they will burn incense for him for the rest of their lives.”

Yang Gong seemed to see the worry on Hu Ma's face, and said softly: "Besides, it is better to gain wealth and honor in danger, and to risk one's life on seeking wealth, than to die quietly in the corner of the corner."

“Brother Hu may not know that fifteen or sixteen of us were bought in at that time, but now there are only seven who survive.”

"this…"

Hearing this, Hu Ma couldn't help but tremble in her heart. Hongxiang's disciples risked their lives to gain wealth. What they said was absolutely true!

“Let's go back to Zhuangzi first and then talk about it!”

Now, I don't dare to be careless, I just stop and breathe a sigh of relief.

I was really worried in my heart that the Tsing Yi Gang might cross the river again and catch up, so they hurried on again. At the same time, Hu Ma asked Xiao Hongtang to go ahead and rush back to Zhuangzi to report the news to Zhou Datong and the others. He took the horse and came out to meet him.

The two sides soon met about forty miles away, and then without stopping, they rode directly into Zhuangzi.

“Light up!”

Huma didn't stop when he entered the village, and immediately gave orders to the guys.

It was broad daylight now, and lighting lanterns was against the rules, but the guys didn't dare to ask any questions, so they lit the red lanterns and hung them up.

“Stopped.”

Hu Ma also breathed a sigh of relief until this moment.

After entering Zhuangzi and lighting red lanterns, no matter whether they are living people or evil spirits, they can no longer **** the jar of blood food.

It was outside and outside everyone's territory. If you could **** it away, it would be yours. At worst, there would be a quarrel afterwards about you killing my disciple and me taking your things. But when it comes to rules, no one can say anything.

But now, if you enter Zhuangzi again to grab blood food, you will be in trouble, and this matter is no longer a matter of blood food.

Did you hit my village?

You slapped our red light queen in the face!

Yang Gong kept holding the huge jar, and it was not until he saw Hu Ma lighting the lantern that he breathed a sigh of relief.

“Where is the shopkeeper in this village?”

He still held the jar and kept the blood and food in his hands, but he turned around and looked at him carelessly: "Why don't you come to see me?"

Yang Gong is a disciple of Hongxiang and has a transcendent status in the Red Lantern Club. It stands to reason that whether he is the shopkeeper in the village or the manager in the city, his status is higher than his, and his ability may be greater than his, but he will not Take these people seriously.

He has an arrogant and straightforward temperament, and after having achieved great success, his temper has increased. He wants to speak directly to the shopkeeper of the village as soon as he opens his mouth.

“Stop shouting.”

Hu Ma said: "Our shopkeeper is recuperating. It's not like he doesn't know about your coming. If he wanted to see you, he would have come out long ago. If he doesn't come out now, he doesn't want to see you. How can I come forward in this village? I can't receive you, can I?” Yang Gong's temperament is really not suitable for socializing at the counters of the Red Lantern Club, which values personal interactions.

However, he listened to Hu Ma's words. When he complained, he just smiled and said: "I want him to see your merits."

“I'll know a lot more in the future, so don't bully you.”

"But since you said so, then I won't look for him, okay?"

“You have to give me a bite of rice, right?”

“When cooking, all the food and drinks in the village are brought up to Senior Brother Yang.”

After hearing this, Hu Ma also smiled and greeted Li Wazi. The shopkeeper didn't show up, so he took Yang Gong directly to his hut instead of taking him to the inner courtyard.

Just when they were about to open the door, they saw a weak wind blowing under the wall opposite the house, and a lame kid with a big head ran towards them happily.

“Mr. Yang Gong is auspicious…”

Hu Ma was startled for a moment: "Is it Yang Gong's little messenger?"

But it turned out that Yang Gong sent a little messenger out to report the news, but because the Qingyi Gang burned incense, the little messenger did not dare to go back, so the little messenger only wandered around Zhuangzi, and was beaten by a group of gangsters here. After a long meal, now we have finally met our master.

“Bah, so you are hiding here...”

Yang Gong also saw his little messenger, kicked him aside, and walked into the house without even looking at it.

Hu Ma took a curious look at the lame kid who had been kicked aside and was struggling, and then smiled and said to Yang Gong: "This kid has reported the letter at least, why don't you hurt him like this?"

“It makes me angry when I talk about it.”

Yang Gong entered the house, hugged the jar directly, and lay down on the bed. He sighed and said to Hu Ma, "You don't know how annoying it is. Normally, you can just report a message, pass things around, and pick up things." Yes, that's really not safe.”

Hu Ma was a little surprised when she thought of her little Hongtang, and asked curiously: "What can the little angel do so much?"

"of course."

Yang Gong said: "The little angel ghosts are made by selecting those little ghosts and evil spirits that can touch the roots and grasp them. Some can attract wealth, some can ward off evil spirits, some can pray for blessings, and some can defend themselves."

“Because it needs constant support from its master and is filled with yang energy, it can appear in the daytime.”

“However, the most stupid ones are those who can only send messages. The most important thing is that I can't even send a complete message.”

“Say ten words to him and he will forget eight.”

"I don't know how many owners it has changed. They were all my former disciples of Hongxiang. After they died, they only received the blessing of the empress and wandered around the city. Those of us who burned two sticks of incense are all in them. Take your pick.”

“It's a pity that the stingy man named Zheng deliberately targeted me. Everyone else picked out the leftovers, so I picked up the remaining ones. I wanted to change them, but I haven't had the chance to change them yet..."

Hu Ma glanced outside, and saw the lame kid squatting in the shadow under the wall, honest and silent, but he sighed helplessly, and touched a piece of green food from the jar beside his bed, far away Throw it over.

The kid was stunned for a moment, and then he realized when he saw the green food, grabbed it in his hand, and then kowtowed:

“Mr. Hu is auspicious…”

Hu Ma was also a little helpless, and smiled at Yang Gong: "They are quite clever, they are just pitiful little things."

“He is clever when asking for blood food and has a lot of auspicious words. I don't know who he learned it from.”

Yang Gong shook his head, his face full of dissatisfaction, and said to Hu Ma: "Brother Hu, your little messenger is better."

“You are sensible and don't ask for rewards. How can you train them?”

“My family's are different.”

Hu Ma said: "My mother-in-law is a ghost traveler, and the little angel ghost is a family tradition."

“Ghost walker?”

Yang Gong was in awe and said, "That's an amazing sect. I heard it's very powerful. No wonder you can cure evil spirits."

Hu Ma had already thought of how to answer, so she just smiled nonchalantly and said, "Don't say it's bad or not, my mother-in-law saved her whole life and only left me one good thing."

“As long as that stick of incense is burned, ordinary evil spirits will not be able to get close to me.”

"However, there is no point in talking about it now. The incense has been burned. After all, I have done this for you, so it is not a loss."

"this…"

Yang Gong looked a little embarrassed after hearing this, and even Shen Bangzi beside him didn't know what to say.

Escaped from the river earlier, they naturally saw Hu Ma holding the incense stick tightly.

The things in the river were particularly ferocious. He was able to escape across the river only because of the incense stick. Now that he learned that it was passed down from his ancestors, he was stunned for a moment.

The thing in the river is so fierce, but the incense stick can make it afraid to get close. It must be such a precious thing. The ones who climbed up underneath are most in need of treasures, so how can they not feel distressed?

(End of this chapter)

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