Mortal Immortal Gourd

When Er Gou was moving, General Chen was idle, so he took up his sword and went to kill some people.

Killed all the people in Zheng Lao Mo's house, including the gatekeeper.

Anyway, this house is full of evil cultivators, so if there is a chance, kill a few more to collect some interest for the fallen national defense army.

When the two left Zheng Lao Mo's house, there was no one left in the house, only the house with four bare walls.

When the two left, they also helped Zheng Lao Mo close the door.

So that in the next few days, no one found that Zheng Lao Mo's family was all dead.

Er Gou and General Chen tasted the sweetness, and in the next few days, they hid during the day and went out at night, and came out every night to destroy a door and move a house.

It was not until the fifth day that someone pushed open the door of Zheng Lao Mo's house and found that Zheng Lao Mo's family had disappeared.

Except for a few walls that could not be moved, all the movable property in the house was gone.

Then everyone found that five Jindan cultivators in the city had disappeared.

The remaining 11 Jindan cultivators, except Er Gouzi, were all panicked and gathered together to discuss.

"Hehehe..."

Er Gouzi laughed dryly, glanced at everyone, and said in a hoarse voice:

"I suspect there is a traitor!"

"Bang!"

"What do you mean, Hu Lao Mo? We have been brothers in life and death for hundreds of years. Who else can't be trusted?"

The speaker was Niu Lao Mo, who was impatient. When he heard that there was a traitor, he slammed the table and shouted at Er Gouzi.

But the others were silent after hearing the words, as if thinking about something.

"Niu Lao Mo, don't worry, I'm just guessing."

"Everyone here has been brothers in life and death for hundreds of years, so I can trust everyone."

"Hehehe..."

Er Gouzi laughed dryly twice, and his words had sown a seed of doubt in everyone's hearts.

There was no pure friendship between these evil cultivators.

Especially now, the Yuanying ancestor is dead, the ancestor's secret room has not been opened, and the evil cultivator city is leaderless...

The more I think about it, the more I think it might be done by my companions.

"Xing Lao Mo, I heard that you are always walking outside these nights?"

An old demon suddenly asked, and everyone looked at Xing Lao Mo.

"No, I practiced at home and didn't go out."

Xing Lao Mo denied coldly.

But his explanation seemed pale and powerless, and few people believed it.

The 11 old demons discussed for a long time without any result, and finally parted unhappily.

But the seeds of mutual suspicion have been planted in their hearts.

People who often kill people and destroy families know that it is easy to get addicted to this kind of thing.

That night, Er Gouzi and General Chen went out together to do another job, and went home to catch up on their sleep.

Only the next morning, Er Gouzi got the news that two more Jindan evil cultivators in the city were killed.

How come two died after just killing one family?

He guessed that other Jindan cultivators in the city had also taken action.

Two more died overnight. Now, including Er Gouzi, there were only nine people left in the city.

Today, the nine Jindans did not contact each other. Each of them stayed at home and was on guard.

No one knew whether they would be the next to die.

That night, Er Gouzi was about to go out, but saw that his door had been pushed open from the outside.

A masked Jindan cultivator walked in, and the sword in his hand was still dripping with blood.

"Hehehe..."

"Are you here to kill me?"

The man said nothing and approached Er Gouzi step by step with a sword.

Er Gouzi knew his own weight and could only retreat.

His spiritual sense found the hiding place of General Chen and hid behind him, and then he felt relieved.

The man had not yet discovered the existence of General Chen and was still approaching step by step.

"We have been brothers for hundreds of years, so we can talk it out."

"Why bother with guns and knives?"

Er Gouzi hid behind General Chen and kept saying soft words to him in an attempt to distract his attention.

According to the nature of evil cultivators, the more soft words they say to beg for mercy, the more rampant they tend to be.

At this moment, the masked man continued to approach Er Gouzi with a sword...

Suddenly, the man seemed to have discovered General Chen and quickly retreated.

It was too late, a flash of sword light passed, and the head fell to the ground.

After killing the man, General Chen did not show up, and continued to hide his merits and fame.

Er Gouzi picked up the head that rolled on the ground and took off the mask. It turned out to be Xing Lao Mo.

"Alas..."

He sighed. He didn't expect Xing Lao Mo to be so ambitious and wanted to kill him.

"Brother Chen! Do you think we should raid Xing Lao Mo's house?"

Er Gouzi searched Xing Lao Mo's body, but didn't find much property. He was a little dissatisfied.

"It's up to you. If you want to go, I'll go with you."

General Chen didn't care about it.

Er Gouzi still pretended to be Xing Lao Mo, put away Xing Lao Mo's body, and went out.

"Bang, boom, boom..."

At this moment, there was a loud noise in the city, and two more Jindan monks started fighting.

It seems that once the balance is broken, there will be many people who want to fish in troubled waters and kill other companions.

Now everyone is in danger, everyone is cautious and vigilant, and it is difficult to kill people quietly like before.

So when Er Gouzi rushed to Xing Lao Mo's house, his mind changed again.

He thought about it, the cunning rabbit has three burrows, if Hu Lao Mo's identity is exposed one day, it will be difficult to hide.

Anyway, he was familiar with Xing Lao Mo, and he had successfully pretended to be Xing Lao Mo in the past few days.

After making the decision, he returned home as Xing Lao Mo.

Because everyone was on guard, Er Gouzi did not take action in the next few days, and the city became more lively.

Almost every night, Jindan evil cultivators would tear each other apart and fight to the death.

Er Gouzi now watched the show and no longer participated, occasionally fanning the flames and stirring up discord.

Sometimes he appeared as Hu Lao Mo, and sometimes as Xing Lao Mo.

On the surface, there are still 9 Jindan evil cultivators left in the city, but in fact, two of them are Er Gouzi.

Now I regret it a little. If I had known this, I could have pretended to be those people I killed before.

"Brother Chen, I suddenly have a bold idea.

You say, if all the Jindan evil cultivators in this city are me, do you think it is feasible?"

Er Gouzi thought, if all these evil cultivators Jindan were dead, he would pretend to be them alone.

The Yuanying Patriarch's secret room in the city, as well as various other resources, are all his!

Fatty Chen took a breath when he heard this.

At first, he thought Er Gouzi was too imaginative, but he quickly realized that if it could really be realized, it would definitely be a great achievement for the entire Great Zhou Dynasty.

"Hahaha..."

"It's feasible! It's so feasible!"

"Brother, I will do my best to help you realize this wish!"

Because of this sudden idea, the two of them put their heads together and discussed many feasible details.