“Yes?Three pillars, where is this coat on your baby?”The village chief copied a fluent dialect, wearing an old-fashioned army coat, a pipe in his mouth and two gloves in his sleeve.

People from the village came from all over the hole.

“Three pillars, I thought you couldn’t come back!”Zhao two pillars a bear hugged the three pillars, a snot a handful of tears.

“Someone?”Yang Jinshui's face suddenly changed, and people suddenly heard the words and were alert.

The corner out of a slightly strong body, more than one meter eight height, in this hole need the cat waist to walk.

"Who?" the people retreated in fear, and Zhao Two Pillars pulled the three pillars behind him.

The village chief held a kerosene lamp and saw through the faint light that a human and animal harmless face was smiling and looking at them.

“Mr. President, Uncle!”

The sound has changed a lot compared to nine years ago, but it still makes Yang Jinshui feel familiar.

Yang Jinshui could not believe his eyes, the more and more fortitude of the face, matured too much, but the outline did not change much.

“Two children?Is it really you?”The pipe in the chief’s mouth fell to the ground.

“Two dogs!”Zhao's face was full of joy.

“Which two dogs?“The two dogs are back?”There was a sound of shock in the cave.

“It’s the dog, the dog is back!”The three pillars laughed and shouted deep in the hole, and for a time the whole underground was full of hurried footsteps.

“Two dogs, it’s really you!”Yang Jinshui was excited, one arm poked a handful on his thigh, "No dream, really two dogs, two dogs back!"He also shouted.

Everyone is excited.

"Two dogs, my family is a baby, we can't see Naiva?"A woman squeezed out the crowd, and her face was much older than it was nine years ago.

"Four aunts, Naiva is in the military district, and in two days I will take you to him to live there!"

"All right, all right!This damned baby, I want to die, I am afraid to die in this ditch, I will never see Naiva again!"The four aunts hugged Yang Rui and cried.

“The two dogs are back!”

"Nine years, three children and four children, Naiva they have come back, your boy is gone for nine years, these uncles and aunts can miss it!" 」

“Yes, nine years.”Yang Rui also lamented.

The head of the village chief was covered with snow-white hair, and for nine years, the old people were older, and the elders of that year also changed their appearance.

But they all remember and can recognize it.

Two dogs, the name at this time, is more cordial than ever.

Yang Rui talked a lot with the villagers, these elders are watching him grow up, he grew up eating a hundred milk, so the aunt in the village will treat him as half a son.

"Last time Naiva, three children and four children they came back, wearing military uniforms, but handsome, the village set up a three-day bar, lively!"On that day, the village chief was excited, and the villagers of the ten-mile and eight townships came to see and look at it.

"Unfortunately, it's a lot of chaos outside now, and I can't treat you well."The pipe in his mouth took a sip and shook his head and sighed.

Yang Rui smiled faintly and said with relief, "The village chief, uncles and aunts, tomorrow morning, we should get up as usual to do what they should do, go wherever they want, and don't worry about those things outside."

“Two dogs, those things are amazing, you haven’t come back to meet them?”Yang Jinshui asked.

“I met a skeleton that was solved by the dog!”

"Don't worry, for so many years, the two sons still have this ability, and you don't have to hide in this hole when you begin."He smiled and said, and the kerosene lamp on the wall suddenly lit up.

The people sighed.

“Two dogs, are you telling the truth?”

“Of course, I promise.”

"Two dogs really, that is, Naiva, three children four children are so big, two dogs are the most shrewd, the ability must be much larger than them!" 」Zhao Yizhu laughed.

Until late at night, there was a heavy gasp in the cave, and the underground air was very poor, and Yang Rui stayed when they fell asleep and went out of the hole to breathe.

He lit a cigarette, like an old cigarette gun, took a deep breath, his left hand slightly toward the void, a run suddenly swept into the ground and disappeared.

"At the end of the thousand lines, see the Special Envoy!"The man bowed his head and did not dare to look at him, and the surging breath was incomparably strong, so that he could not breathe.

“Before dawn, I want to see these ten miles and eight villages completely clean!”The sound of indifference, full of majesty, is not incombable.

“Yes!”The eyes full of awe, from the beginning to the end did not dare to look up, the envoy in front of the eyes, is the existence of the night wanderer does not dare to respect.

The sound disappeared, and the figure of a thousand lines disappeared in the same place.

Four wild, not a few more figures, holding hand-shackled feet, beef-headed horse face, black and white impermanent.

He stared at the mountain, to his toes a little, and stepped into the void.

“Hunt!”

In the depths of the night, eight pairs of scarlet eyes lit up, the hazy mist began to disperse, countless zombies returned to the cave, and the grudge drilled into the ground.

“Oh!”

The long twilight from the depths of the darkness sounded again, and Yang Rui walked in the dark jungle, ignoring all the wind and grass.

“Wang up.”

The sound of a coffin sounded in the ground, and the crisp bones of the "creator" were slowly coming towards Yang Rui.

In the mistful night, a vague figure appeared slowly in Yang Rui's sight.

A rotten breath makes a throat rush.

A thin, dry body, a pair of bloodless eyes without pupil, green and sticky saliva, flowing out of its toothless mouth.

“Mountains, don’t trespass!”

It seemed to feel the strength of the black-robed youth, and the dead king stood in the distance with fear and did not do it.

The breath is full of breath, and the desire is to deter those who come.

Yang Rui did not stop, and took a sip of his cigarette, "I have come to see your master."He walked, walking lightly, without fear.

"You should know where this is."The dead king reminded him again to try to stop Yang Rui.

"This is the mountain."He was sure, still not afraid of everything, and his eyes were calm as a river of spring water.

“Then you should know that there is something in front of you, and if you stop, it is death that greets you!”

“The eight-headed dead king need not wake up, for it is useless to wake up.”He faintly, a cigarette was finished, and another was lit, and in the blink of an eye he went to the corpse king and passed it by.

"My king is sleeping, and no one can disturb him."It stretched out its claws, caught Yang Rui in the back of the head, the rotten breath makes people hair, even the seven masters are jealous of the attack, and the young people in front of them are not hiding.

This book also began to enter the last volume, although has been basically a stand-alone, but the feeling is still a lot, this is a beginning, will not be the end, I firmly believe that my way, will go higher and farther.

(End of this chapter)