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Chapter 3362 Mu Heluo 7

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    Mu Mu sighed in his heart that he was still too young.

    Everyone was given a talisman, but the mute who came in later forgot about it.

    The key is that the mute, still in full view of the public, brought in so many pieces of yellow leather in his pockets without even noticing it.

    The screams of the yellow men outside were like a cup being thrown as a signal. Suddenly something happened, and the yellow hairs of the man on the ground were flying all over the place, and the screams were ear-piercing.

    Huang Pizi¡¯s cry has a special kind of magic power. It¡¯s like a little person has entered your mind in an instant. If your concentration is slightly weaker, your mind will be controlled by the little person in an instant.  It laughs at you, and it cries at you.

    In a matter of seconds, several woodcutter workers were possessed by the evil spirit.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????, and their bodies seemed to be out of balance. They swung the stick and ax blade in their hands and slashed at their accomplices.

    What put everyone in danger was the intensity of the fire.

    Originally, there were twenty or thirty people living in the local cellar, and the display of things was messy, including bedding and luggage, rice, grain, oil, and salt. After the mute kicked the stove over, the fire immediately caused a pile of dirty clothes on the side.  The smoke was billowing, choking everyone and causing them to cough again and again. Those who were still chanting the Nine-Character Mantra lost their minds and rushed out one by one.

    Mu Heluo knows very well.

    The gang of yellow men were waiting for everyone to leave the cellar.

    It¡¯s the twelfth lunar month of winter, it¡¯s pitch black and it¡¯s still snowing. As soon as everyone goes out, anyone controlled by the Weasel God will surely die in the mountains.

    So Mumu stood guard at the door without saying a word, kicked the door to death, and shouted loudly: "Even if I die today, I will die in this cellar."

    After saying that, he pulled off the two kickers and lit them on fire!

    "Dang! Dang!"

    The loud noise shook the sky, don¡¯t tell me, this trick just works.

    The smell of sulfur filled the cellar again and again, and the weasels that jumped up and down on people and screamed were dumbfounded.  They are innately afraid of the smell of sulfur, and the loud noise also woke up the lost woodcutters.

    Only the mute, holding the old cannon barrel, was still shooting at the wood.

    Da da da!

    The trigger clicked loudly!

    But everyone knows that the old barrel is not a machine gun. It can only be fired once at a time, and it also has to press gunpowder and load gun sand. It takes three to two minutes at a time to load the gun.  Obviously, the mute is still being controlled by the yellow-skinned god

    "Mute, I'm sorry!" Mu Mu slapped him down, pulled the door curtain aside, rolled up the mute, and temporarily pressed him against the door like a big silkworm cocoon.  Then he yelled at everyone: "Don't panic, everyone, take out the talisman and hold it in your left hand. Anyone who can't do this will be put down by him first"

    The Mu family is the leader of the Mu Gang, and the older generation knows the art of riding horses. Although Mu Heluo is young at the moment, there is no doubt that he is the backbone of everyone's hearts.

    After giving the order, the panicked people all took out the talismans in their hands.

    There were obviously four or five people in the crowd who were slow to react and stared with sluggish eyes, but they just didn't dare to take the talisman.

    With a look from Lao Yang, several people around him swarmed up and directly controlled these people.

    Wood side took advantage of this effort and used the water in the water tank to put out the fire.

    But one wave came after another, and there were several muffled sounds, like cannonballs. The skylight on the cellar was suddenly hit with a big hole, and seven or eight more swarms came in from outside.  weasel.

    These beasts are still thinking of repeating their old tricks, whining and howling as soon as they come in, trying to control more people.

    But this time Mumu was on guard. He took the lead in reciting the nine-character mantra loudly, picked up a hatchet, and cut off the yellow-skinned head.  The smelly yellow blood was splashed all over the floor, and the smell of blood stimulated everyone's nerves.

    When everyone saw this, they followed suit one after another, especially the peach wood nails in the hands of Lao Wai and Er Zhuzi, which were almost deadly weapons. Those weasels seemed to be most afraid of these two things. As soon as the nails were nailed down, the weasels moved before they were hit.  It's incredible, until I feel so cold, I don't struggle anymore

    After this counterattack, everyone won a complete victory and killed all the dozen or so yellow-skins that had sneaked in one after another.

    ??Lao Yang told everyone that Huangpizi was good at faking death, so just as a precaution, everyone simply skinned more than a dozen Huangpizi and chopped off their heads.

    After a hard fight, everyone was exhausted, sweating profusely, and began to pant.

    "Mute, bring the kerosene and light it!"

    Old Yang shouted and prepared to put up the scattered stove again.  In this orderIt is more than ten degrees Celsius deep in the forest farm. If there is not enough firewood overnight, everyone will freeze to death or suffer from frostbite.

    But then I realized that the mute whom I had trapped in the door curtain was gone.

    "Mute? Mute!"

    "No, the door is open"

    Everyone looked at each other in confusion. There was no doubt that during the chaotic fight just now, the mute went out

    Mu Mu couldn¡¯t help but feel a little guilty.

    "The mute is in the wooden gang. Although he doesn't go into the mountains, he actually does the most work.  He is responsible for everyone's eating, drinking and sleeping.  Just because he is mute, everyone often ignores him.  When we were dividing the talisman, I forgot to give it to him, and when they were fighting just now, I ignored him again.  But you must know that the mute was the only one who dared to follow Mu Mu to take revenge on Huang Pizi

    Looking at a series of tiny footprints outside the door and the vague yellow leather voice, Mu Mu turned around, put on his cotton hat and left.

    "Child, what are you" Lao Yang grabbed him.

    "Uncle Yang, I leave this place to you. The old rules are as I taught you before. No one can go out. Everyone, take care of each other and stay awake. I will come back as soon as I go"

    "Heluo, it's snowing outside, you might go out"

    "But the mute is out, I can't ignore it!" Mu Mu said loudly: "My father is alive, he is a gang leader, but if he is gone, then I am a gang leader. As long as I am still alive, we cannot have fewer people."

    After Mu Mu finished speaking, he put an iron crossbow on his back, picked up a large knife, and went out.

    Although the snow stopped at this time, the wind continued.  The wind in the valley brought a coolness from the northwest, driving the white snow to roll on the ground. The moonlight that had just emerged was still very thin, and the shadows of the surrounding huge pine trees were stretched.  There were clusters of black shadows everywhere, and pairs of green eyes flickered in and out.

    The footprints left by the mute on the ground became more and more detailed, and the screams of Huangpizi around him became clearer and clearer.

    Mu Mu knew that the person should be nearby.

    "He Luo, where are you going?"

    Just as Mu Mu was staring at a pair of faint green eyes in front of him, a voice suddenly came from behind.

    Mu Heluo¡¯s whole body trembled.

    This voiceisn't it that of my father?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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