The old Dao said, "Wonderful, Lao Dao does not believe that he is really so evil, and the oil and salt can't go in."

Little Bai said, "Yes, he's afraid of taking pictures."

But a pat on him ran away is even more difficult to find, looking for the black devil road things can not be delayed, aunt and Dujia village villagers disappeared so long, whenever think of this, my heart is heavy pain, and now the only person who can ask, only the black-clad demon.

I said, "Don't shoot it, unless he's going to hurt himself, he'll have to run."

At this time, I saw that No. 2 seemed to be dissatisfied with our defense of him, and suddenly threw the knife heavily on the ground, "when", the knife appeared in front of everyone, very good, at least the old road chief and the little white they could see the knife, that would be able to protect themselves.

The second, tossed the knife, turned around, looked gloomily at me against my own neck, and disappeared.

I said, "It's gone."

There was a “cuckling” sound behind him.

We all looked back together, only to see the missing No. 2 appeared behind Du Hui, he turned back to the back, with a rope to Du Hui's neck, and then bent down, heavily pulled the rope, so that Du Hui because the neck was tightened by the rope and can only leaned to the back of No. 2, the face from the neck to make that cuckling sound, only for an instant, the face will rise to purple.

Du Hui stared at us with wide eyes, eyes instantly burst the root of the root of blood, he even called us to save their lives can not be exported, can only helplessly wave their arms, and then stumbling off the ground of the feet.

"Let him go."I couldn't care much, and I ran over and took the hand of No. 2, who knows, my hand was empty, and he was like a cloud of cold air, and he could not see it but couldn't touch it.

Little Bai subconsciously played a spell, hit and accurate and fierce, I was happy for a while, they can finally see the number 2.

At the same time, the old chief's red rope in the hand also threw to No. 2, but all this, like a boxing cotton, they used the trick, the No. 2 has no effect, even the red rope can not move through him.

Zhao Qin did the trick of traction when the soup round, and did not use it, No. 2 is still to die Lle Duhui, his face is twisted, the rope in his hand is getting tighter and tighter, but we have no way at all, can only look at Du Hui with his blood-red eyes and do the final dying struggle.

Big brother holding Tang Yuan hiding far away, don't say he can't see, I feel my eyes sour, tears come out.

In the past, when I was in the hospital, I had seen the moment when the patient died, but those who were not as good as the one-thousandth of the spiritual shock they now saw, a living life, and thus strangled alive in front of me, there is no doubt that this kind of heart regret is the most terrible.

Du Hui finally stared at the eyes motionless, he died, killed by another self.

We watched Luo Hui's No. 2 stand up helplessly and furiously, threw his hands, and kicked Du Hui's body, and then went to the kitchen door and picked up the kitchen knife he had just ground.

"Don't do that."Does he want to separate the body?I subconsciously went to pull No. 2, but the hand still penetrated, his face was expressionless, as if we did not exist at all, went straight to Du Hui, turned his body over, back up, face down.

Little Bai shook his head at me: "First look at what he's doing."

After turning Du Hui over, No. 2 pulled up Du Hui's T-shirt, scratched it with a kitchen knife, and then pulled it aside.

Du Hui, who had no clothes on his back, showed a long ugly scar, and I could see that it was a surgical slitting, with a large wound, from the neck all the way to the tail cone bone.

Suddenly remembered that when I was in the hotel, before I picked up the No. 2 and threw me out of the window, I saw that there was such a wound on my back, but I had not yet sew, and Du Hui's, had become an old injury, but those crooked needles looked very unprofessional, like centiped feet disgusting.

Squatting on the ground with the No. 2 kitchen knife, looking at Du Hui's back and laughing like a child-like innocence, and then holding the kitchen knife up and down a few times, finally made up their minds, from Du Hui's neck down the knife, a little bit down the cut.

Blood flowed through the knife No. 2.

My big brother and I have a vomiting, is it disgusting, is the No. 2 going to wear Duhui's skin?

The knife of No. 2 is stable and accurate, the depth is appropriate, he wants to cut off his skin, but he does not want to cut his muscles, the knife, all the way to the tail cone bone.

“ShhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhThe completion of the No. 2 looked at Du Hui's bloody back, threw away the kitchen knife and laughed, this is the first time I heard him make a sound, but it is so permeable, who can imagine that in the face of such a corpse, he even laughed.

After laughing, No. 2 hands broke the skin on Du Hui's back, like pulling out a leather bag full of blood, and stretched out his head and drilled into it.

Yes, he got in.

We stared at the No. 2 bit into it, Du Hui's back, instantly like a balloon bulging, pale skin, you can see the upper body of No. 2 in the squirming, only to the last point, the foot also shrinks into.

Du Hui's back bulged a large package, but the height and weight of an adult were drilled.

But then, slowly flattened, even the No. 2 with a kitchen knife opened the mouth a little automatic healing, like magic, in a blink of an eye, the scar on Du Hui's back was back to its original appearance, No. 2 is also missing, in addition to the blood on the ground, and the scratched t-shirt, no one can believe that such a terrible scene has just happened.

Everything is restored to the dead, and we look at each other.

The old Daoist made us sober up: "It's really open eyes, I didn't expect this thing to be so fierce, we are here, and no one can take him."

Xiao Bai said, "It is a pity that Du Hui is dead, and now the whereabouts of the black-clad demon road are broken."

We all do not mention the No. 2, ashamed, watching a living person can not save, everyone's heart has some five flavors.

The big brother said, "Master, let's go, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, and besides, Tang Yuan is also very afraid."

Tang Yuan "meowed", expressed approval, do not know when the two guys suddenly stood in the united front.

"Yes, let's go, let's call the police, we'll have to squat."Little Bai put away the compass and wiped it with his sleeve as much as possible to wipe the place he and the old Daoist had touched.

A group of us can only turn around helplessly, who knows at this time, the old Dao suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute, there is a pulse."

Xiao Bai said, “We only have King Zhao here, don’t have a pulse of breath?”

He said, with some regret, and looked at me with a hand-raising gesture: "I didn't mean to."

I stared at him, but I heard the old man behind me say, "No, I mean, except for a few of us, suddenly there was a faint air, no, it's getting stronger and stronger."

Suddenly, the air seemed to condense, and behind us, a low sigh sounded "oops", as if a person had slept for a long time, suddenly woke up, but felt the back pain, and the pine murmured.