The Story of a Plane Merchant Selling a House

Chapter 247 He is a Land God

"Of course, this is my own unique formula for the mysterious scent, and I have raised the cloud bird for many years.

The bird will only respond to the fragrance I match, and this fragrance will take a month to completely dissipate.

Bai Lao Gou died a long time ago. I have records of the people around him, so it can only be the tall and short duo who have come into contact with Bai Lao Gou who are here.

They both have trace scent on them, and one is taller than the other. There is a 50% chance that they are the Black and White Devils.

I have to thank Uncle Jiang for stopping them and almost preventing them from escaping."

The middle-aged man with a long beard nodded. "It's a small matter. How did your people imitate the tall and short demons? Rumor has it that the tall and short demons look different every time they appear."

The muscular young man picked up the water cup and poured a cup of tea for Yunniao. He grabbed the roast chicken with his hands and ate it while saying,

"It's simple. Just grab a kid, control the poison and mute him, and then cover our faces. Disguise is too easy to be discovered because of the stiff expression, so there's no need for disguise. Once the mission is completed, just kill him.

Every time we capture a new person, it fits the setting that the tall and short duo have different appearances every time they appear. "

The middle-aged man with a long beard laughed and said, "You are quite smart. Okay, I have learned it. Next time, I will pretend to be the tall and short evil spirits in the same way."

The muscular young man was a little confused, "The Pavilion Master has issued a hunting order to kill all the people.

Deputy leader Bai, leader of the Big Knife Sect, two gold medal killers of Eleven Nights, leader of the Tianji Pavilion, and no one else.

Why are you pretending to be the tall and short duo?"

As he was talking, Yunniao suddenly fell on the table and began to twitch. The young man's first reaction was to use his internal strength to force the tea out of his body.

"I checked the drinking water before and it was not poisonous... huhu... there was no incense burning in the house... how did you poison it?"

The middle-aged man stroking his beard raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Don't waste your energy. The poison is not in the tea, but in the rope you tied up. Who told you to eat roast chicken with your hands?

This poison is a new test product. It won't work unless you take it orally.

If you weren't always so annoying, I would have been willing to play with you for a while longer."

The young man hurriedly tried to pour the antidote from the bottle into his mouth, trembling.

The middle-aged man threw a chopstick and smashed the medicine bottle, and the black powder was scattered all over the floor.

The young man collapsed to the ground, spitting blood, and licking the scattered powder while trembling.

The middle-aged man stroked his beard and slowly squatted in front of the young man.

"Tsk tsk, the desire to survive is very strong~, but it's a pity that you just don't follow the rules. It's a rule to tidy up your clothes and wash your face. If you don't follow the rules, you will turn into palace soil.

Hehe~ As the saying goes, illness comes from the mouth, don’t you understand this~ What a pity to waste such a handsome face~"

The young man was lying on the ground, his eyes and ears began to bleed. His limbs could no longer support him, so he could only wriggle and lick the medicine powder scattered on the ground, along with the broken residue from the medicine bottle, into his mouth.

The middle-aged man squatted and moved back a few steps, carefully not letting

My clean and spotless shoes were stained with blood.

"It's no use. Your powder can't cure a fatal attack."

The young man, whose mouth was already bleeding, reached out to grab the middle-aged man's trouser legs, "Please..."

The middle-aged man quickly jumped back to avoid the outstretched hand, and accidentally pulled out a beard. He stared at the broken beard for a while, and his voice became sharp.

"You actually caused my beard to fall off. You deserve to die!"

Then he used his handkerchief to pull out the young man's knife from the table.

In an instant, dozens of knife lights flashed, and the young man who was vomiting blood on the ground had turned into a pile of rotten meat.

The middle-aged man slowly took out a handkerchief, carefully wrapped up the plucked beard and put it in his arms.

He turned around to look at the two people tied to the pillars and were about to walk over, but out of the corner of his eye he saw two drops of blood on his clothes.

"Tsk, he deserved to die. He was so dishonest. He's so annoying even after he died."

Then he went into the inner room to change his clothes.

Yi Er wanted to rush in and take his junior fellow apprentice and Xiao Zhen away, but his master's wife held him down and dragged him outside the brothel, asking his fellow apprentices to hold him down. "Your power is completely wasted, you can't take any risks."

He turned around and activated the illusion array and returned to the water pavilion on his skateboard. There was a sound of splashing water in the pavilion. It seemed that the white-faced middle-aged man was washing up.

Xiaozhen and Junior Brother's wristbands were broken and their hands were injured, so both of them showed their true faces.

The master's wife quickly put new wristbands on them, activated the magic array to turn them invisible, and flew away from the waterside pavilion with them.

The wind waves caused by the acceleration of the skateboard attracted the attention of the white-faced middle-aged man.

"Who is it? What kind of villain is this?"

Then, following the direction he sensed, he threw a few darts. The master's wife dodged left and right, and with difficulty, she took the two of them into the air.

The white-faced middle-aged man followed closely behind. The master's wife did not dare to run in the direction of Yi Er and the others, fearing that the white-faced middle-aged man would be able to detect the invisible people.

The skateboard carrying three people quickly accelerated and flew high. Unexpectedly, the person behind jumped from a roof and flew in the air for a short distance. More than a dozen flying knives shot at them.

The pale-faced middle-aged man can actually fly in the air, he is a land immortal!

The Master's wife was so surprised that she couldn't react in time and failed to dodge all the darts.

A flying knife shot towards the junior brother's eyes. In an emergency, the master's wife could only block it with her arm.

In a flash, the Master's wife's left arm was cut off, and the broken part began to turn black.

The Master's wife was in so much pain that she broke out in a cold sweat and almost fainted.

But she had to cheer up, she still had her children in her arms, she had to take them away.

She caught the severed hand, sealed the acupuncture points, and continued to fly higher.

The blood flowing from the broken arm has turned black.

The white-faced middle-aged man looked around carefully, listening to the sounds and determining the location.

He threw a scabbard upwards, leaped up, and used the force from the air to move his body upwards for a distance.

He could not stay in the air for a long time, even the immortals on land could only stay in the air for a short time.

He sent out a dozen hidden weapons in one direction before his figure slowly fell down.

The master's wife carefully dodged this wave of hidden weapons. This fair-faced middle-aged man was really too sharp, and the hidden weapons he threw were exactly in her direction.

The master's wife can only reach this height by controlling the skateboard. After all, carrying the weight of three people, the flying skateboard cannot fly too high.

The middle-aged man with a white face stood on the ground with his head raised, his eyes sharp as a torch, searching for possible figures.

The wound was poisoned, causing the master's wife to start seeing black. She struggled to hold the two children and could only slowly control the flying skateboard to change direction.

After searching everywhere without success, the pale-faced middle-aged man could only turn back.

Suddenly he found a drop of blood on the ground not far away. He put on gloves, reached out and touched the black blood stain, raised the corner of his mouth,

"So I shot you. That's interesting."