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    Chapter 196 The people in the deep get a hat in the rain

    Thanks forcibly pushed back: "I know no one will come. It's none of your business."

    Bai Wuxiang asked back and forth: "Then why do you leave a hole in yourself like this? Are you angry with anyone? No one will feel sorry for you now."

    Xie pity continued to push back: "I'm happy. It's none of your business."

    Bai Wuxiang said: "If someone came to help you, how would you be treated; if no one came to help you, how would you be treated?"

    "..."

    Xie pity scolded: "Why are you talking so much??? I'm going to vomit! It's none of your business, it's your business!!!"

    His words became more and more vulgar and rude, and his tone became more and more irritable, but he could only scold these words when he said it. Bai Wuxiang seemed to be amused by him and laughed out loud, sighing: "Silly child. ."

    He turned around and said, "That's it. Anyway, there's only one last day left, and it's okay to let you struggle again stupidly. Anyway, no one will come to give you a glass of water or help you pull out this black sword. .remember"

    Bai Wuxiang reminded him again: "After the sun goes down tomorrow, if you haven't launched a human face epidemic, the curse will come to you."

    Thanks for listening quietly, motionless.

    On the third day, Xie Lian was still lying in the human-shaped deep pit at the fork in the road, and he didn't even change his posture.

    Today's crowd is no different from yesterday's crowd, they all bypass him far away and go their separate ways. Although the story of the strange man from the sky has been reported, but the other party heard that it was likely to be the god of plague, and he did nothing, but just lay like a dead man, so he didn't want to go, and perfunctoryly said that he would go to see it in a few days. It almost means that it doesn't matter. Who knows what will happen in a few days?

    A few young children ran over curiously, squatted on the side of the pit to see the person in the pit, picked up a branch, and secretly poked and poked, thanking him for being unresponsive like a dead fish. They were so curious that they wanted to try throwing something at him, but they were found by several parents, who scolded him, and shut him home.

    Yesterday the hawker who sold water had been looking here. Thanks for the pity that the water did not come in all day and night, and there was a layer of dry dead skin on his lips. The hawker looked pitiful. He seemed to want to send it over after scooping up a bowl of water. .

    I don't know if the sky is going to join in the fun, but after noon, a light rain fell in the air.

    The hawkers on the street quickly closed their stalls, and the pedestrians also shouted to go home quickly, running one after another. After a while, the rain became heavier and heavier, and Xie Lian's face was washed away by the rain, even paler and soaked.

    Quietly, a figure in white appeared in front of Xie Lian.

    Others on the street didn't seem to notice the eerie figure. Bai Wuxiang looked down at him condescendingly and said, "It will be sunset soon."

    Thanks for being silent.

    Bai Wuxiang said: "You are not the god of plague, but they would rather believe that you are than that you are not; when you acted against the sky and rained in Yong'an, now they even give you a glass of water; a hundred swords pierce your heart It’s okay to be forced to, but now they don’t even want to do something as simple as pulling out a sword for you, they find it difficult.”

    He said with pity: "I told you, no one will help you."

    There was a voice in Xie Lian's heart shouting hysterically:

    Admit it. He was right. No, no, no! Not really, not a single one!

    As if hearing the roar in his heart, Bai Wuxiang seemed to smile a little, stretched out his hand, held the hilt of the black sword, and said, "But, it doesn't matter. They won't help you, I will help you."

    After finishing speaking, he exerted a little force, raised his hand, and pulled out the black sword from Xie Lian's belly.

    Immediately, the figure in white in the rain laughed softly, as if he had successfully retired, and then he was handed over to Xie Lian himself and disappeared.

    After pulling out the black sword, Xie Lian's wound was completely exposed, washed away by the rain, and the already numb pain spread again. It was the only thing he could clearly feel right now.

    There was a sound of rushing and stepping on the water, and it seemed that there were pedestrians rushing over in the rain. However, Xie Lian no longer cares about secretly like before.

    He sat up slowly, but he heard a scream of "Ah!!!" as soon as he got up, and one person fell heavily beside him.

    The man carried a large basket of things on his back and brought a hat to cover the rain. Probably because the rain was too heavy, he didn't see that there was a person in a pit on the road, and when he was approaching, Xie Lian suddenly sat up and realized it. In addition, this person ran very fast and braked extremely violently, and he also fell. It was extremely heavy, and a follower was lying on the side of the human-shaped pit where Xie Lian was lying, and he yelled on the spot: "I'm fucking your mother!!!"

    The bamboo hat flew away, the basket on his back was turned over, and the white rice was spilled on the ground. The man sat on the ground and screamed in annoyance, slapped it down, and the wet mud and rice grains on the ground splashed his face. He was furious, jumped three feet high, pointed at Xie Lian's nose and said: "What is it?! I worked so hard and worked so hard that I made some money and bought some rice, and it was all gone. I fell. Lifetime of blood mold! Lose money!! Don't play dead, lose money!!!"

    Xie Lian didn't see him at all, and he didn't plan to pay attention. The man was reluctant, grabbed the collar of Xie Lian's chest and said: "Do you want to die? I ask you?"

    Xie Lian said coldly: "Yes."

    The man spat: "Then you're going to die, don't get out of the way, and die alone, in the middle of the road, blocking others' roads, you don't die in peace, it's immoral!!!"

    Thanks for letting him shake his collar, expressionless and numb.

    scold, scold. It doesn't matter, just scold it.

    It won't be long before they all disappear.

    It's going to be sunset soon.

    The man grabbed the unresponsive Xie Lian and insisted that he lose money. If he didn't pay, he scolded him with blood and was still angry. He pushed and shoved for a long time before picking up his hat on the ground and wearing it, scolding and walking forward. . Xie Lian was thrown back into the pit with a "dong", and gradually, he heard a louder noise than the rain.

    It was the scream of thousands of undead sealed in the black sword.

    As the sun sank little by little, they went crazy in Xie Lian's mind, cheering for the coming freedom and revenge.

    Xie Lian raised his hand and covered his face.

    Just as he trembled and stretched out his other hand to grab the black sword on the ground, he suddenly discovered a strange thing.

    The rain seems to have stopped.

    wrong.

    It wasn't that the rain stopped, it was something that covered his head and helped him block the heavy rain!

    Xie Lian suddenly opened his eyes and looked up, only to see a person squatting in front of him, and buckled the bucket hat on his head on his head.

    ...is the person who yelled at him just now!

    He glared at the other party, and the other party glared at him, and said, "Why are you looking at me like this? Why, it's really going to kill you if you scold you?" He spat and said, "The unlucky face with a sad face Bad luck?"

    "..."

    That man had just revealed his fierceness, and now he seems to be a little guilty in retrospect. He muttered a few words, and then defended himself: "It's okay, it's not my fault just now. But if I scold you, you should scold you. Who made you sick? Let's talk about it. , who hasn't been scolded yet?"

    Xie Lian's eyes were wide open and he was speechless.

    The man said impatiently: "Okay, okay, if I am unlucky, I don't want you to pay. What are you still doing here? How old are you and you are not a child, can't wait for your parents to pull you? Get up and get up. stand up."

    While urging, pulling and pulling, he pulled Xie Lian up, and slapped him on the back with force, saying: "Stand up, hurry up and go home!"

    Xie pity was pulled out of this human-shaped pit like this, and he was almost thrown to the ground by the two slaps, and he was stunned. By the time he came back to his senses, the man had already left.

    Only the straw hat remained on his head, reminding him that he was pulled out just now, not an illusion.

    After an unknown time, Bai Wuxiang appeared behind him again.

    This time, he didn't smile, and his tone was not so leisurely. Instead, he seemed to be a little unhappy and uneasy, and said, "What are you doing?"

    The rain was still falling, and Xie Lian wore a hat given by others on his head. Although his body was already soaked, his head and face were no longer drenched.

    However, his cheeks were still wet.

    Seeing that Xie Lian did not answer his words, Bai Wuxiang said solemnly: "It's about to sunset, pick up your sword, otherwise, you know what will happen."

    Xie Lian didn't turn his head back, and said softly: "I'm going to fuck you."

    Bai Wuxiang's tone brought a hint of chill, and said, "What did you say?"

    Xie pity turned to him and said calmly: "Didn't you hear it? Then I'll say it again."

    Suddenly, he jumped with a kick, and the thunder kicked, kicked the white and flew back several meters!

    With one foot on the ground, thank you for covering the wound with one hand, and one finger in the direction of flying out of nowhere. With his loudest voice, he tried his best to scold: "I'm going to fuck you!!! Who do you think you are, dare to talk to you like this?I'm talking?! I am His Royal Highness the Prince!!!"

    On his face, two lines of tears had already poured out of his eyes.

    one person.Just one person.

    Really, just one person is enough!

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