Wang Huan took out another flying knife and shot it at his other leg, “Painful?”You don't know what pain is, you're just a coward who can only run away from something, and you don't deserve it at all."

Two flying knives inserted in the legs, blood flowed down the trousers, Shang Wenqing resisted this painful feeling, and stared at the king's corner that was already crazy, and there was no intention of yielding at all.

"Tonight is Xiao Cui's first seven, and you will experience what it means to tonight, and now, wait expectantly."

Wang Huan took out the mask and put it on and walked out of the village.

The first seven?Tonight?

Isn't it the sixth day tonight?

It's not right.

It turned out that the day of Xiao Cui's death was night, and the first day had passed by the time he saw the body during the day, so was it her first seven tonight?

Shang Wenqing struggled desperately, Wang Cape at this time to go out to do what, just now he said that the whole town people are guilty, is he going to kill the whole town?

No, you can't let him do that.

Shang Wenqing used all the numbers, he waved left and right, and used the rope to rub constantly on the beam, after a period of time, gradually heard the sound of the rope tearing.

This voice seemed to be the hope of escape, he swayed harder, and finally, the rope broke, he fell heavily, the moment his back fell, feeling the whole waist was broken.

Right below him was the stinking corpse, which happened to fall in the coffin, lying with the body, and seeing the worm in front of him, he could not accept it and spit it out.

From being tied back in the morning, and now at night, Shang Wenqing did not eat all day, and was hanged for so long, he almost spitted the stomach juice clean.

After being comfortable, he opened the door, ready to go to the town, find the king's horn to stop him, before he was still thinking that if it was the ghost of Dragon Five, he might not have way, but if all this is done by the king's horn, then he still has the opportunity to fight you to death, or die together.

The road is quiet and strange, even the cicada songbirds do not bark, Shang Wenqing runs all the way, finally to the market, almost spent all their strength, but in front of them, but in front of a person, this is the uncle who sells buns, he wears the mask of the ugly corner in front of his stall.

It is hard to imagine that even if the king's corner is any other powerful, the owner of this bunker is as strong as a cow, and he can not easily kill it.

Shang Wenqing continued to go forward, more and more bodies in front of him, the bodies in front of him were wearing masks, unknown people who knew each other, the owner of the wine bar, the hotel shop, even dead, it was because of him, actually killed so many people, how can it be?

The whole town is full of blood, even if the door that should not be called before has been opened, the corpse is full, the mask on the face, the flying knife, is the king's corner ghost?There was no living man in the whole town.

Where to set foot, blood flowed into the river, unconsciously, Shang Wenqing came to the pear garden again, but the pear garden has been destroyed, now what is the popularity.

But Shang Wenqing heard, that harsh, gloomy Peking opera sound, he pushed the door open and went in.

The whole pear garden seems to have replied to the past style and decorated it.

On the stage, the overlord Xiangyu sang the big play with the drums, and under the stage, all the audience tasted coarse tea, and the case was called, so prosperous pear garden he had never seen before.

But just as the play was nearing the end, the overlord on the stage suddenly changed his face and changed to the appearance of Yuji, she pulled out the sword around her waist, laughed, and the sword crossed her throat and killed herself.

The audience under the stage was scared and scattered, crazy out of the pear garden, Shang Wenqing also wanted to run, but he could not run, his feet seemed to be fixed, and he could not move.

The light on the stage suddenly darkened, and then hung up a big red lantern, the red light is more strange, no longer on the stage, but still came the sound of the Beijing opera, and Shang Wenqing is also full of people, these people with all kinds of face, between the forehead are inserted a flying knife, exposed to the wrist as if it was soaked by water, there is no blood.

Shang Wenqing tried to move his feet, but it was completely useless, still unable to move, and the body of these viewers was at this time, slowly turning to Shang Wenqing, hanging the face of the mask all looked at him, the movement of the dead body was surprisingly consistent, just like rehearsing well, specially designed to scare him.

What to do?

It seems that he can only wait to die quietly.

At this time, a person appeared from the stage out of thin air, this person's face was white, and his eyes were full of scarlet light, and he did not wear any mask.

He looked at Shang Wenqing, smiled with interest, then suddenly disappeared, and suddenly appeared about a meter away from the original position, appeared when the face was wearing a black face mask.

The mask appeared only for an instant, and then the man suddenly disappeared, replaced by a white face mask appeared in the position of a metre ahead.

This man did not have to walk at all, disappeared in such an instant, and appeared in an instant, with a different mask every time he appeared, and finally he appeared in front of Shang Wenqing, with a red face on his face, with a flying knife in his right hand, and a mask in his left hand, and a cold voice came from his throat, "Finally... one."

He raised his hand, put the mask on Shang Wenqing's face, took out the flying knife, and stabbed Shang Wenqing.

Shang Wenqing closed his eyes with fear, and just when he thought he was dead, he found that the man was holding his head in his hands and looked very painful, and he was trying to control himself.

“No, he can’t... he can’t die!”This came from the mouth of the person in front of him, and the stunned of the man who saw it was, what was the situation, and the man who just wanted to kill himself was actually...

When he was struggling, he saw his face, or that it was not a face, but two.

Two faces are constantly switching, one is the strange and gloomy face that began to appear from the stage, and the other is the king's corner.

Yes, the whole town can not find such a black face.

After a while, the man finally stopped struggling, and it was the black face that remained on his face.“Did you untie the rope?”You don't seem as incompetent as you seem."

"What's the matter with you?"Who are you?"Shang Wenqing could not believe his eyes, this king's horn is a ghost.

"I may not have much time left, so I'll let you suffer."Wang angle took out a piece of yellow lettering paper, still in the air, the other hand with a stroke, the yellow piece of paper actually burned up, and with the lettering paper ignited a burst of green flue gas, this smoke slowly became a girl's outline.

Wang Qin's right hand controlled this smoke, pushed hard, pushed the girl's outline into Shang Wenqing.

Shang Wenqing felt that his body was burning, a kind of inexplicable thing was hardened into his own soul, and he knelt on the ground in pain, "Ah ah"

When he returned to normal, his eyes were completely different.

His appearance became small, and in front of him, he was about to leave himself three years ago.

Shang Wenqing felt Xiao Cui's heartache at that time, the pain of painful patience and the pain of the beloved left, for fear of him, holding back tears, smiling to send him away.

After returning to the pear garden, the bully of the sister-in-law, the abuse of the mother, the whip of the father, and the contempt of everyone in the pear garden, were all pressed on a girl who was only thirteen years old, but she did not cry, did not escape, he knew that his heart would come back to take himself away and give herself happiness.

She is waiting...

This was two and a half years, and at that time, she saved the dying king's horn, gave him a bite to eat, and asked him about the life of a righteous guard with the police.

Wang Qiao naturally loved, but he knew that he was not worthy of this pure and kind girl, so he was just silently loving.

Until one day, my brother drank a lot of wine, and his animal hair was very animalistic.

“Brother, I am the wife of Wenqing, you can’t do this...”

"Wen Qing, he did not know where to die, he did not know back, you said that you rather than keep this life, you can do my second room from me, than you have been a mixed downer better than you have been a mixed down."

Big brother's animal hair, he raped Xiao Cui, leaving indelible scars on her body and mind.

Xiao Cui cried for the first time, even if she did the most bitter and tired work every day, every day, she was severely abused by her sister-in-law, and she did not cry, but now, she cried, for her, her most precious first night was the only thing she could leave for Shang Wenqing.

Looking at the emerald bracelet on her wrist, she choked and couldn’t make a sound, “Second young master, why don’t you come back?”

Big brother put on clothes, "Wen Qing that thing said to go to Japan, do not want to think that now China-Japan relations into this, he went there, there must be no return, killed not necessarily, you do not wait, follow me, there will always be a mouthful of meat to eat."

Shang Wenqing felt everything at this moment, and his heart hurts like a thousand needles, no wonder Wang Huan said before that these families are simply animals.

Xiao Cui was broken by the big brother, but life did not get better, or do the usual complicated work, and the big brother will take advantage of the absence of the sister-in-law, pull the little Cui to the corner to do the beast is not good things, until once, the big brother out of the far door, nearly a month did not come back, Xiao Cui thought would live a slightly better life, but did not expect another accident.

One of the northeastern three tigers of the Lu Da Shuai road through the breeze town, did not want to do more to stay, but saw the pear garden is singing the big play, so stop to rest, patronage once, the opera is plain, tea has no taste, but a hurried glance, see the small lily that is serving the tea, it called her over.

"It's such a thing as a little girl, how to do these rough jobs."He said, holding his hands on the small hand.

Xiao Cui was so scared that he suddenly withdrew his hand, and ran away in fear, but when he ran, he did not pay attention and sprinkled tea on a soldier.

Sprinkle tea on the general people are worried about Xiao Cui, now in the face of a soldier with a gun, but also afraid to die, can only apologize, "sorry, sorry..."