It was so terrible that the ferryman quickly confided, "I was a human being whose legs were broken by a rolling stone at work, but my bad wife at home starved me to death and threw me into the river. Three days ago, I was saved by a poisonous gas and went home to eat that woman. Hey hey, it’s a pity that the layman ate it from scratch."
Wu Ming waved his hand and said, "Who listened to your nonsense and asked you who put that poison gas?"
This fellow suffered from starvation and was thrown into the river. Even if he became hungry, he should be trapped in the water. When he was excited by the poison gas, he became a bad corpse and climbed to the shore.
Wu Ming saw that he was sane and his body looked like an ordinary person, and his evil thoughts were too strong to stop.
I’m afraid there’s no such thing as an idle generation. In other words, some immortals have obviously gone astray. "I’ve never seen it before, but I’ve had the same experience, and some people have heard them call it the king of poison and plague."
King of poison and plague?
Wu Ming’s mind moved, and the Lingbao Sect needed him to drop the monster. Most of them were this fellow.
Then he asked, "Where does that fellow live?"
"I don’t know that the king of poison and plague never told us that he came to our places at dusk every day to get a pair of darling children, but today I haven’t met a talented person to try my luck by crossing the river."
The ferryman carefully way
Wu Ming immediately sneered: "Then you can be really lucky."
What good luck is just stepping on shit!
The ferryman denounced in his heart, but it was flattering and begged Wu Ming to let him go.
That poison king must have something to make Zaoge Mountain boast that it is miraculous. If you do it yourself, I’m afraid you will disturb it and let it escape.
It’s better to play along. The ferryman tricked that fellow into learning to be a monkey and playing it in his belly.
Nowadays, King Kong is not bad, and he is not afraid of any machine in his stomach, so he can escape.
"You get up and listen to me. After a while, that fellow will give him a pair of darling."
The ferryman was about to say that he had only one head left, but he was still holding a bamboo pole at the moment. The Taoist priest sat there and closed his eyes.
Hurriedly kowtow and bow down.
"Just do as I say."
"But Xian Chang has no heart here?"
"There will be one later."
Chapter 246 The evil soul ladybug is really a demon who drops the plague.
It’s going to be dark.
The boat was made of human bones and skin sewn into the river and floated all the way to the bay.
Li Gong said that this is where he was dumped.
"fairy long that poison wen king is to the heart of the living.
The implication is that you are a dead man, so don’t use his heart as an excuse to kill him.
Wu Ming said with a smile, "Just give it this."
However, as soon as the hand is taken off, it turns into a disk with a bloody but good heart and a fragrant ferryman who smells saliva and can’t stop flowing out.
"It smells good"
Just then Wu Ming looked up and saw an evil spirit coming from the southeast.
"Here he comes."
When the ferryman heard this, he quickly panicked and told Wu Ming to hide in the boat and punch a hole, but he had long since disappeared.
Heart horror that this person is so important that it is only good to rely on him.
A black fog hovered and fell from it. Knowing that it was the King of Poison and Blast, the Lord quickly picked up the dish and offered it: "Your Majesty, this is today’s offering."
Dry claws stretched out in the black fog and took the plate.
"Hey, today this pair of darling is some rhyme. You are good."
The ferryman said happily, "Back to your Majesty, this is a Taoist whose heart was attacked by a small sneak attack, and he ate it from head to toe.
"Well, it’s good that this mass of blast gas will be rewarded to you. If you meet a good person in the future, you don’t have to be afraid to get involved, so you can be at your mercy."
In the black fog, a cloud of green grass and plague gas fell into the body of the dragon.
"King Xie"
Immediately the black fog flew into the sky.
Seeing this, the ferryman was overjoyed. Not only did he live, but he also got something. He must taste what the Taoist priest said in the future. Now let’s run away quickly.
Then catch the boat to escape to the current.
Wu Ming was born now: "Where are you going?"