Chapter 1237: Extremely depressing

Hearing these words, Mrs. Zhang Tuanlian was like being hit by thunder, her body shook, tears rolled down her cheeks like disconnected beads, and she said in disbelief, "You ……you killed my husband …… "

"Not we killed the little lady's husband, is your husband looking for death, nothing to provoke what Black Wind Walled, this is completely his own death, the little lady, you are now alone, why not from the poor road, we do a dewy husband and wife how to …… "The little Taoist monk Put away the machete, colorful survey of Zhang Tuanlian's wife, the more you look at the more you feel like, this little lady tender skin, willow waist, not a handful, that exquisite little face at the moment pear blossom with rain, more appear to be some charming and moving.

Just that little lady temperament, the thought of their husbands have died in the hands of this group of people, can not help but come from the sadness, hastily turned around, ran towards the direction of the bed, from the pillow under the touch out a pair of scissors, will be towards the two little Taoist priests rushed over to do that fight to the death.

Just ran to the halfway, the door flashed, and came in two people, one of them is also dressed in a Taoist priest, looks about fifty years old, is that Qingxu Taoist, behind him is followed by an evil, full of white hair of the black thin old man – Wengchai!

In Wengchai's head also floated a thing, only a head, hanging below a string of internal organs are still wriggling, Zhang Tuanlian wife saw this as a ghostly thing, immediately is a scream, paralyzed on the ground, full of panic, even if a man saw this situation, can be able to live scared to death, and then, can also be scared of peeing their pants, not to mention a woman.

Zhang Tuanlian's wife sat paralyzed on the ground, shivering, lips are white, a handsome smiling face without blood, holding the scissors, like a demented general.

Xiaobao was locked in the cabinet by his mother, heard his mother's screams, suddenly had an impulse to open the cabinet and rushed out, but suddenly remembered his mother's repeated instructions in his head, he still held back and did not go out, just that the cabinet is not too tight, revealing a slight gap, Xiaobao was very curious to sneak out of the gap towards the house, through the dim light, Xiaobao saw his mother sitting on the floor, and in front of her stood the scissors, like a demented general. On the ground, in front of her stood two old grandpa and two uncles, in a black old man's head seems to be floating a thing, spare the small treasure age can not help but look dumbfounded, that thing is a human head without eyelids, the head of the human head below but do not know what is hanging, a trembling, non-stop wriggling, small treasure shivering with fear, the tears do not fight rolled down, he wanted to cry! He wanted to cry, he wanted to go back to his mother's embrace, but she said she would not allow him to make a sound, she would not allow him to run out, or she would no longer care about him, so Xiaobao had to bite his lips tightly, not letting himself make a sound, this extreme repression, and let Xiaobao's body in the cupboard kept shaking, and his tears were falling down.

After Daoist Master Qingxu walked into the house, he swept around, his eyes lingered in the place where Xiao Bao was hiding for a moment, and then quickly shifted to Mrs. Zhang Tuanlian who was sitting paralyzed on the floor, looking very unhappy and annoyed, ''Why are the two of you moving so slowly? Still not quick enough to kill this woman, it's getting late, we still have to get out of the city as soon as possible."