Chapter 293 Death

"Ahhhhh!!!" Zuowangdao knelt on the ground, covering his skinless face with trembling hands, and screamed violently.

This scream was not only because of the pain, but also because he was actually tricked by the other party.

With the sound of mucus sliding across the skin, Hei Taisui's wriggling tentacles wrapped around the face with eyeballs and slowly retracted into Li Huowang's mouth.

With a "gudong" sound, Li Huowang swallowed the smelly and sticky stuff in his mouth with difficulty.

He looked at Zuo Wangdao who was struggling to stand up in front of him. He reached out and pulled back staggeringly, and the copper coin sword instantly appeared in his hand.

"Brush!" As Li Huowang lost his balance due to swinging his 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 strange smile on his face. "Sure enough, you are still awesome. The boss of Hongzhong is as good as three yuan."

Li Huowang fell to the ground, his eyes silently looking at the sky, silently feeling the severe pain in his body. "I didn't expect... I would end up here. I'm really unwilling."

Looking at Gao Zhijian, who was covered in clay sculptures in the distance, and the great god who was trying to get closer to him, Li Huowang turned over with difficulty.

"It would be too wasteful to leave this pain unused, wouldn't it?"

He tried hard several times without success, but finally he inserted his hand into his abdominal cavity. "Split flesh and draw bones!"

The crashing and fighting sounds all around disappeared and were replaced by continuous screams and wails.

Everything in Ganyuan Village, whether it was the things hiding in the clay sculptures, or the people and dogs in Ganyuan Village, all felt the same as Li Huowang at this moment.

Those clay sculptures could no longer hold up immediately, and they trembled and fled underground. The crisis situation just now was resolved by Li Huowang in an instant.

After feeling that they were leaving, Li Huowang loosened his grip and his consciousness gradually faded away.

"Li Huowang!" Li Huowang, who was in a daze, subconsciously raised his head and responded. "Who? There."

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 in the morning, I heard the sound of roosters crow outside, and an unshaven dog boy walked out of the room carrying a chamber pot. His face had no color, and the white cloth on his collar meant that he was also injured.

The reason why he had to come out to pour out the chamber pot even though he was injured was because Gao Zhijian's injuries were much more serious than his own, and those clay figures almost removed his arms.

When he came to the latrine and poured out the chamber pot, he yawned and hurried back with his neck scrunched up.

When passing by Tianzi Room No. 2, Gou Wa opened the window and carefully looked inside.

Seeing Li Huowang lying on the bed with a lifeless look on his face, showing no signs of waking up, Gou Wa immediately shook his head helplessly.

Back in the house where he lived, as soon as he put the chamber pot under the bed, Gao Zhijian's thunderous snoring stopped. "How. How. How."

"Nothing, it's still like that, you move in, I'll go back to sleep again."

Gouwa rolled over on the bed and tucked his body covered in ribs into the quilt. "Hey, I'm afraid Senior Brother Li won't be able to survive this time. It's time to separate the family. Hey, idiot, how much do you think I can share in that gold box?"

Hearing the dissatisfied noises around him, Gou Wa continued: "I'm not cursing Senior Brother Li. You saw it yourself. This time, even the internal organs were hollowed out. No matter how powerful the dancing master is, it's not. Is he really a god? Can he still have flesh and bones?"

"Bang!" Gouwa was pushed off the bed.

"Hey, you!" Gouwa muttered and stood up. He was no longer sleepy after being hit like this. He turned around, picked up the copper basin on the square wooden shelf, and went to the well in the backyard to fetch water.

After washing up, he walked out of the street and sat down in a small shed on the roadside. "Boss, let's have a bowl of sweet tofu and two fried dough sticks."

"Okay! Just wait a moment, I'll be here soon,"

The steaming tofu puffs were sprinkled with some sesame seeds and brown sugar, which made the hungry dog ​​swallow his saliva.

Pick up a fried dough stick with chopsticks and soak it in tofu balls until soft, then stuff it into your mouth. Suddenly your mouth is filled with the sweet and fragrant oil, which is very comforting.

"This Daliang is different. On weekdays, we even have breakfast even if we don't cut rice seedlings. There are so many different kinds of breakfast."

After Gouwa finished his breakfast, there were more and more people on the street next to him.

Licking the bowl clean with his tongue carefully, Gou Wa stood up, took out a dozen coins from his waist and threw it over.

"Oh, there are so many, thank you for the reward!"

"Who rewarded you? I'll send three copies to the second floor of the inn next door. I won't keep an eye on you. Don't be short of money."

After Gouwa finished speaking, he turned around and blended into the crowd next to him. During this time, he had become very familiar with this town.

After going around in circles, he finally stopped in front of a remote coffin shop.

After spitting some saliva on the palm of his hand and touching his temples, Gou Wa walked in.

The man inside who was making an abacus suddenly had a helpless smile on his face when he saw Gouwa's sharp-mouthed and monkey-cheeked face.

"Master Cao, are you here again? Please come inside."

"What's the matter? I've been thinking about it all night. Can the price be lower?" Gouwa stood next to a large-headed coffin and patted it skillfully with his hand.

"Mr. Cao, this is fine red pine wood. Oh, please stop taking pictures. If you take pictures every day, the paint will be removed from the coffin."

"Do you want to buy it or not? I come here every day to ask about the price. Do you also want to do this business?"

"Hmph." Gouwa was very disdainful, "Of course I really want to buy it. If you get it cheaper by half a tael, if you get it cheaper by half a tael, I will pay the deposit today."

When the owner of the coffin shop heard this, his heart skipped a beat, his voice quickly slowed down, and he asked cautiously: "Senior Brother Li, are you ready?"

Seeing Gouwa closing his eyes and pouting and nodding, the boss was heartbroken and said, "Okay! Half a tael is half a tael! This is the lowest, but we can't pay it back anymore."

"There's no rush." ​​Gouwa circled the coffin carefully several times and said to the man again: "Shopkeeper, since we're already short of half a tael, how about giving me another shroud?"

An hour passed quickly, and the dry-mouthed coffin shop owner finally agreed to Gouwa's quotation.

He really didn't want to drag it out any longer. If he dragged it on any longer, no matter whether Senior Brother Li was dead or not, he would be tortured to death by him.

After paying the deposit, Gou Wa asked again: "Shopkeeper, are you familiar with those people who do idle things?"

The owner of the coffin shop nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, I'm familiar with the cooks who prepare the banquets, the opera troupe, and the Eight Immortals who carry the coffins."

"I want the best, I want a grand burial! That's my brother who has been through life and death!"

"Okay! When the time comes, I will help you connect the wires and I will definitely handle this matter beautifully. Don't worry."

"By the way, help me order a few more maids from the guy who made the paper figurines. Senior Brother Li will go down alone. I'm afraid he will get bored."

"Master Cao is righteous!"

"Hey, there's nothing we can do. When Senior Brother Li dies, they will all cry till they die and don't care about anything. Someone has to do this kind of thing. I did it last time too."

"Last time?"