Master pressed me with his right hand as he raised his left hand and rang the bell once more.
Jingle Bells!
The vertigo hit me again, and I immediately lost my strength.
The master scoffed.
"You little wolf cub, think that joining forces with that **** can stop me? I've been waiting for this day for eighteen years, preparing for eighteen years! Even if the King of Heaven comes today, he can't save you!"
At this time, I asked him a question.
"My real parents, you killed them, didn't you!"
Although it is a question, it is the tone of certainty.
The master was stunned for a moment, then became more frantic.
"You actually know about it? I originally wanted to spend money to buy you over, and as long as they nod, I will change the method of blood sacrifice and spare their lives.
Who knows they do not sell, the family can not be uncovered, and do not know what to pretend to be noble!
That night, I killed them all, and the bodies were thrown to the barren mountain, and the wild wolves in the winter mountains were hungry, so they would be gnawed to the bone without waiting for the dawn."
Listening to the master's narrative, the anger in my heart, such as a prairie fire, at this moment, I have only one idea in my head, that is, the beast in front of the big pieces.
Master said to me viciously.
"Want to poison me? It's not that easy, when I take your body, I will have my own way to cure the poison!"
After saying that, he shook the bell in his hand vigorously.
Jingle Bells!
The bell rang again and I felt like my soul, soon to be shaken out of my body by the bell.
I cracked up.
"How much longer do you four have to wait!"
I scolded not the master, but the four ghosts on the barren mountain mass grave.
I'm pretty sure they're hiding nearby!
Once again, the sound of the bell came to an abrupt end, and I only felt my wrist loosen, and then the sound of my master's insults reached my ears.
"Do you want to rebel?!"
I got up from the ground and shook my head hard, and it gradually became clearer before my eyes.
The four ghosts on the barren mountain put, holding the master down on the ground, frantically tearing his body.
In a short time, the master was covered in blood.
But the master did not give up, he made the bell in his hand smashed into the female ghost wrapped around his neck with his tongue, the female ghost screamed and flew out backwards.
The master breathed hard and then mouthed a few tongue-twisting incantations.
The female ghost who was smashed out immediately changed her face, and she yelled at me.
"Didn't you say you had a way to keep him from reciting the spell?"
The master is reciting the incantation to let the four ghosts fly away, if you let him finish, the four ghosts will be scattered in a moment.
And without the help of the four ghosts, I will certainly die today.
I was lying when I said I had a way to keep the master from reciting the incantation on the deserted mountain, because the four ghosts would certainly not help me without dispelling their concerns.
But now, I have to live up to that lie.
My brain is running fast, want to stop the master to recite the incantation, the most direct way, is to block his mouth, but ... with what to block it?
I scanned around and at a glance I saw the small coal stove I had prepared for the cook earlier.
This coal stove is for the guests to warm the soup, the banquet has just ended, there are a few spare briquettes next to the coal stove.
I forced myself to endure the pain in my body, rushed to the coal stove, reached out and grabbed a piece.
I ran to the master, three ghosts pressed his hands and feet, he was poisoned and could not break free.
I pinched open Master's jaw and then shoved the briquette into his mouth.
The master, who was reciting the incantation, could not speak at once, and only in his throat, he could still make the sound of "uh-huh".
The last bit of strength, flowing from my body, I rolled off my Master's body and lay on the ground.
No way to recite the incantation, and poisoned master, has been unable to continue to resist, with the long-tongued female ghost once again joined, waiting for him, only death.
Not waiting for the death of the poison, the master was strangled alive by the long-tongued female ghost, his legs flopped a few times and did not move.
Half a minute later, his soul floated out of his body.
I saw the master's face was full of panic, his soul tried to drill back, but was dragged out by four ghosts with a tug.
Then, the master's soul was torn into pieces and the soul flew away.
I exhaled a foul breath, and the waves in my heart gradually calmed down.
I won.
The blood debt of my parents is avenged.
I turned my head to look at the master, the master captive evil spirits know that the momentum is gone, turn your head and run, he went through the wall and disappeared without a trace.
The noisy courtyard, once again, restored calm.
The wedding dress on the master's wife was torn open several times by the evil spirits, revealing the white skin.
She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and walked over to me.
Shifu looked at me with mixed eyes.
"We won?"
I said to her with a breathless "hmm".
"Give me the antidote, ten minutes will be up soon."
As I had expected, four ghosts surrounded Shifu with unkind eyes.
Shifu's eyes changed for a moment, probably already guessed that this is the backhand I arranged, did not do unnecessary resistance.
She pulled me up off the floor and helped me sit in a chair.
She held my face in her hands and her seductive red lips pressed against my mouth.
A cool breath of air, exhaled from the Master's mouth and poured into my throat.
With this cool air into my belly, the amazing heat in my body, gradually subsided.
I stared in disbelief, I did not expect that the detoxification process, would be so ambiguous.
But before I could savor it, Shifu's body went limp and she fell into my arms.
She said to me, breathlessly.
"I gave you all my cultivation, back to the mountains, I will certainly die, I have no one to rely on now, can you take me in?"
Feeling the soft fragrance in my arms, my heart was a little confused for a while.
For 18 years, I have stayed by my master's side, treating him as my only family.
Now that I have killed my master with my own hands, I am all alone, where should I go?
For a while, my heart was filled with sadness.
"I'm all alone too."
I don't know if it was my words that touched Shifu, her tone of voice, from pleading to gentle.
"Then we are dependent on each other."
I was silent for a moment and spat out a word.
"Good!"
Shifu embraced me, and she whispered in my ear, murmuring.
"From now on, I'm yours."