She knocked on the door panel and raised her voice: "Old man, do you want to give you an axe to split the door panel!?"

The old shopkeeper couldn't ask for it, and answered again and again: "If there is an axe that is good, it's just..."

Just this ghost place, who would bring an axe?

Feng Chenglin was speechless and lowered his voice: "San Young Master, that big board is a bait. If you take it off, the big guy can't attack us?"

"Do you really think that we were attacked because of that gate?"

Feng Chenglin was startled.

Is not it?

"It should be the shark oil lamp that attracts that big guy..."

"...The shark oil lamp?"

"You didn't see the shark oil lamp falling into the water, did it choose to chase the lamp instead of feasting on the delicious food?"

"...It seems...that's really the case!"

"So, you don't have to worry..." Ling Luoyu got up and threw an axe over: "Old man, go on!"

The old shopkeeper didn't expect that Ling Luoyu really had an axe, so he quickly raised his hand to pick it up.

Knowing that the edge of the whistling axe rubbed against the back of his hand, he was caught with one hand.

On the back of his hand, a trace of blood slowly seeped out of the skin.

He shook his hand indifferently, threw the oozing blood drop on the wooden door, and sucked on the wound again, before holding the axe, he lifted it high, and made a gesture to cut it off.

just--

"Wait!"

Ling Luoyu suddenly shouted, his voice like a sharp blade, pierced into the old shopkeeper's ears, he snorted in pain, quickly put down his axe, and pulled out his ears.

"What's wrong, Mr. Ling, you..."

Before the dissatisfaction was over, he abruptly closed his voice, looking at Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin incredible.

After a while, slowly raised his head.

In the darkness, although I can't see anything, but in my ears, there are some voices

"Puff!"

This is the sound of flapping wings.

An ominous feeling came to him, and he swallowed dryly and licked his lips.

"Ling...Mr. Ling..."

"Shhh!" Ling Luoyu suddenly pressed his lips, only to skyward, but did not speak.

But the more she didn't say anything, the more the old shopkeeper couldn't help it.

"Mr. Ling, what the **** is this sound?"

"What sound? Can't you hear it?" Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes and frowned slightly: "This sound is the sound of wings..."

"Wings..." The old shopkeeper's face changed suddenly.

Didn't he hear that it was the flapping of wings?

It's just that I don't want to admit it because it's up to now!

Now, being choked by Fengcheng Lin proved his worry!

"Wen... Mr. Wen said..."

When he spoke, he instantly attracted the attention of Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin.

Especially Feng Chenglin, could not help cursing: "What are you talking about at this time, Mr. Wen? Mr. Wen has also suffered for eight lifetimes. How did you meet such a man... It's so hesitating, you can't be like a man, with a sharp knife to cut the mess..."

"I..." The old shopkeeper's face was dark and smelly, and wanted to defend himself, but after looking up at it, he changed his mouth decisively: "I mean, what Mr. Wen said, you still remember Right?"

Feng Chenglin was not angry: "Mr. Wen just said something, you said we remembered..."

"That one sentence is enough!" The old shopkeeper's finger pointed to the sky anxiously: "The way to live is down, the way to die is up..."