The leading eunuch suddenly gritted his teeth.

Cremation hall, right?

OK!

If you are a Qianhu, you can forget about being arrested by the gods. The imperial authority has authorized you to kill first and then report.

But you are actually from the Corpse Creation Hall. Who is the Corpse Creation Hall?

The old black guy who burned the corpse!

A dog is nosy when it comes to mice.

He ran in and chased the people inside and slapped them on the head, but did nothing.

This is a complete humiliation.

This is like a big-tailed wolf entering Yihongyuan. The girl took off her clothes, but you shook your head and walked away.

What does it mean?

At any rate, it would make sense for you to kill two people.

Wait, if you dare to invade the territory of King Wei who is nine thousand years old, your face will be full of peach blossoms.

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After leaving the shipyard, Qin He went to the blacksmith shop, rice pounding mill, mill, loading and unloading dock... Finally, Qin He returned to the city and went to Tianxing Prison, a yamen with clearer water than Qingshui Yamen among all the yamen in Dali.

After a busy day of work, it was already getting dark when it was over. At this time, the legend of "Crazy Wei Wu" was spreading throughout the dock and half of the capital.

Rumor has it that Feiyu Guard has a soul-shooting lunatic who does nothing else when he goes out and only takes pictures of human and heavenly caps.

As night fell, the rumors gradually turned into panic.

Because those people who were photographed with Tianling Gai began to talk nonsense one after another or make some strange actions.

Shopkeeper Lu of the tailor shop muttered that he was looking for a carpenter to make a "sewing machine", but he didn't want to do any more work.

Old man Li, who sells pear paste, went home and picked up a hatchet and cut off half of the pear branches at home, saying pruning.

The Nine Gangtou at the dock removed the wheels of the six carriages and said he wanted to make some kind of "pulley". The gangster, the gangster, looked at the six carriages in disarray and was so angry that he tied him up on the spot.

There was also Ying Laoliu, the young shopkeeper of the rice noodle shop. After being slapped on the head, he rushed home in a hurry and said that he wanted to "hybridize" his own rice.

As soon as these words came out, the old lady at home turned red with embarrassment, the younger sister covered her face in shame and ran away, and even the old shopkeeper, who had been bedridden for many years, opened his eyes.

What kind of tiger and wolf words is this?

There are so many red and green flowers in Yihongyuan. If you want to pay them, you can pay them, right?

Do you want to crossbreed?

What complaint do you have about the rice in the field?

The world is declining, morals are corrupted, and human nature is perverted!

So, the old housekeeper of the family hurriedly led a group of servants to surround the young shopkeeper at home, and ordered the servants to quickly guard the barn at home. Feeling that it was not enough, he also locked up the family's sows, female dogs, and hens.

.

All these strange things just corroborate the rumors about the dock.

That madman Feiyuwei specializes in photographing people's souls.

Let him slap him, and one of the three souls will be scattered, and the person will go crazy and have an epilepsy.

These people who were photographed were all harmed by him.

Ever since, after a long night of drinking celebratory wine and a hangover, Wei Wu walked onto the street and saw this scene:

First, a salesman saw him, and then the philistine smile on his face quickly froze, and finally turned into a look of extreme panic. He dropped his load and shouted: "The Flying Fish Maniac is out!"

In an instant, the originally noisy streets suddenly became quiet.

Everyone looked in unison.

Then their faces looked like that of the salesman, with extreme panic quickly filling their entire faces.

"Crazy Wei is here!!"

"Run!"

"Run quickly~~"

"Help, Madman Wei is here."

"..."

The whole street was suddenly in chaos, with the crowd crying for their fathers and mothers, rolling and crawling away in a direction away from Wei Wu.

For a time, the stalls on the roadside were knocked to the ground, and all kinds of goods were trampled to pieces underfoot. The shops were closed and boarded up in a hurry, and even the carts carrying corpses out of the city were abandoned in the middle of the road.

The ground is a mess!

Wei Wu looked at all this as if he were petrified, his face full of confusion.

Instinctively, he turned around and looked behind him, wondering if some big devil was coming?

But there was nothing behind him, and he was the only one left in the whole street.

So with a face full of suspicion, Wei Wu went to the next street.

Naturally, the chaos spread to the next street, and soon he was alone again.

"Son of a bitch, what's going on?"
Chapter completed!