One Piece: Flowing Blade-Like Flame

It seems that it is not that simple to investigate clearly. You have to ask the parties one by one. So the little gangster asked the young man where the third sister’s husband’s parents lived. The news was that the two old men were already there. Died for many years. The hooligan asked where Liu Yue and Liu Cheng's family lived. The young man said he would take them there in a while, but now he hopes they can stay and have a meal.

Zhang Yang was reluctant. Originally, he was very reluctant to come out this time. He wasted a lot of time. Now he wants to stay for dinner again, he is the first one to quit. But suddenly he smelled the smell of barbecue, and he immediately compromised. After all, he almost vomited after eating beef noodles every day. Now it is necessary to improve his food.

The young man went out for a while, and when he came back, he was holding a large plate in his hand. Inside was a roasted young pig. The whole body was crispy orange, sprinkled with small green onions, and it was steaming hot and smelling.

Zhang Yang couldn't help it. As soon as one end came up, he wanted to reach out and tear off the hind leg of a pig to chew. The taste would be delicious when you imagined it. He couldn't help but keep his saliva. However, as soon as he was about to stretch out his hand, he was pulled by the little gangster. He was about to ask him what he was going to do, but he heard the little gangster asking: "Donor, you just said it's dangerous outside, what do you mean?"

The little hooligan is more cautious. He knows that the village is full of monsters, and there must be a big monster here. And there must be something strange about these people also possessing demonic energy. What's more, there is no pig in the family's yard. Where did this suckling pig come from?

"Recently, a group of bandits came outside to rob our property, so everyone was very wary and didn't go out much." The young man said, "Today was originally my mother's birthday. Her old man loves suckling pigs, so I had to eat suckling pigs early. It’s roasting, just in time for your arrival, so please let’s eat together."

"Bandits?" The little gangster always felt that this person was lying to him, and there was something hiding from him. He just wanted to ask Zhang Yang to do business together first, but he saw that he was holding a piece of pork in his hand and chewing his mouth full of oil.

"No, big brother!" The little hooligan was dumbfounded, and he was not afraid of poison in it, so he ate so fast. Of course, he couldn't say this, so he had to watch Zhang Yang in a hurry.

The young man tore off a piece of meat, handed it to the little gangster, and said, "You are welcome, the little master, taste the taste of this pork, and it is guaranteed to be more delicious than you can eat."

Someone sells meat to a monk. Although the little hooligan is not taboo, he is very wary of the family at the moment, so he lied: "The donor, the little monk is a monk and does not eat meat."

The young man still held the piece of meat, and he kept handing it to the little gangster, still saying: "Hurry up, it tastes very good."

The little hooligan looked at the publicity who was devouring food, then looked at the old woman who was staring at him at the moment, and looked at the young man with a bewildered smile on his face and constantly stuffing him with meat. He felt the hair on his back. It was about to stand up, and the atmosphere here became very strange for a while. Just when he was about to pull Zhang Yang to flee here, he heard a "puff" sound beside him, and he turned around to take a look and saw the creepy side of him.

Zhang Yang's mouth was still stuffed with meat, but he had rolled his eyes and fell to the ground unconscious. The little gangster saw what he could do now, the thugs he hired already belched, wouldn't he die even worse.

"Zhang Yang?" The little hooligan slapped Zhang Yang's body fiercely, but he slept like a pig, just couldn't get up.

At this time, the young man also put down the meat in his hand, stood up and said to the little gangster: "Aren't you going to find someone? I'll take you there."

"Wait, I'll wake him up first. I'm with him." The little hooligan was anxious, and hurriedly raised his arms and fanned his open face, slapped Zhang Yang into a pig's head after dozens of consecutive slaps. He just doesn't wake up.

"Little master, your friend is too sleepy, so he fell asleep." The young man said, "Let's go to work first. When we come back, he will wake up."

"I don't, I won't separate from him, wait until he wakes up." The little gangster stood behind Zhang Yang and hugged him. He knew very well in his heart that if he walked out at this time, he would be in a disaster. After all, Zhang Yang still has a He knew the magic weapon of the golden bell. As long as the young people were messing around, the golden bell would protect them.

If you go out with young people now, if you encounter any danger, your small body will go to the rhythm of the Buddha every minute. What's more important is that he often contradicts the Buddha on weekdays. It would be embarrassing to see him!

However, the young man seemed to ignore the hooligan. He walked over and grabbed his tiny wrist, dragged him out of the door, and said, "It's okay, let's go ahead."

"Help!" the little gangster shouted: "Zhang Yang, your wife is here! Where's the golden bell? Come out!"

But there was no effect at all. He was still dragged out of the door by the young man. When the little gangster came outside, he was instantly dumbfounded, because outside the door did not know when there was a crowd of black people. It seemed that they were all here. The villagers, they also have evil spirits on them, and what makes him shudder is that the expressions on these people's faces are all smiles, staring at him!

"What are you going to do?" the little gangster asked.

No one paid any attention to him. The young man pushed him hard and pushed him into the middle of the crowd. All the villagers spontaneously surrounded the city in a circle and surrounded the little gangsters. Then these people started walking hand in hand in one direction, and began to circle the little gangster, and they still spoke eloquently, chanting spells that he didn't understand.

Suddenly, I saw a large amount of black energy bursting out of these people. These black air formed columns and extended upwards. All the black columns formed a cage, trapping the little gangster in it. He wanted to break through the crowd, but he hadn't touched it yet. Those people were repelled by a black barrier.

The little hooligan was in pain unbearable. He got up with difficulty and asked with difficulty: "Who instigated you? Why did you harm me?"

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind the crowd: "Hahahahaha, you don't recognize me, little monk, don't come here unharmed." As he spoke, the sharp-mouthed old man stood behind the crowd, he Two small eyes stared at the little hooligan, showing a wicked smile.

"It's you!" The little gangster remembered that this monster was the guy who followed Luo Yulian before, but he didn't know why he appeared here now, he hurriedly asked: "Why are you here, you are not..." ..