"Thirty years...Hexi?"

The rotten steamed buns that Zuo Jihong had taken out of the garbage bag suddenly fell to the ground.

The man in front of him said that he wanted to trick the people here out.

The truth is already very clear, and the notice on the other side was posted by this person.

The other party's purpose is also obvious. After all, even local tentacles, such as the lies of the Evergreen Moonlight Sea and the Moonlight Fish, are very clear about.

The locals made up stories to deceive others from here, so the man made up a dream of cultivating immortals to deceive them.

To be honest, Zuo Jihong felt that this was like a storytelling story.

Very cliché.

But Zuo Jihong believed it, and the other tentacles in the shadow believed it. They only dared to stare blankly at the man who called himself a witch and say something ruthless.

"You...who are you?" Zuo Jihong asked nervously.

The witch slowly tied the black cloth on her face and walked around the shadow, staring at every tentacle man hiding in a dirty corner.

And their sight did not leave the witch, as if this man should be the focus.

"Take off 'what', I'm human, I've always been." Wu pointed at Zuo Jihong and said.

Zuo Jihong swallowed and spitted, and he was expecting and afraid of an answer. "So, what are you going to do?"

"Help you become human."

Zuo Jihong was stunned. The answer was a little unexpected to him. He couldn't help but look down at his clothes, "Aren't we considered humans before?"

Wu sighed and stepped forward and patted Zuo Jihong on the shoulder. "It has never been said."

He easily crossed Zuo Jihong, walked to other tentacles, picked a high place and stood up, and began his first recruitment.

After a brief pause, Wu raised his voice: "Now, do you want to be a human being with me?"

It has been a long time since he first appreciated the snow.

At that time, the witch had been drifting in Hexi for ten years. Now the heavy snow has melted, and it has been literally twenty years. Now Hexi has been more than thirty years.

It's his turn to make the decision.

Twenty years of accumulation of strength made the witch dare to call herself an immortal without being discouraged.

But his strength cannot represent all distorted people. The tentacle man's status has always been as confused and wandering down like snowflakes.

The number is increasing, but the status is getting lower and lower.

The long-term oppression made the witch believe that the tentacles now have an inextinguishable flame in their hearts, which is a little anger.

As long as there is a bird that stands out, someone will be willing to stand out!

The witch took out pieces of black cloth from behind.

"Then let's put this on and experience it first. How about it? You will fall in love with it." The witch's voice was filled with a wonderful intrigue.

Just listening to the sound, everyone couldn't help swallowing and looked at the mask eagerly.

He did not use his cultivation to superimpose any fantasy effects, but simply made a sound.

There is no need to even say any special speech.

Because the sound is not tempting, what bewitches the crowd is the dirty surrounding environment, people's discrimination, ragged clothes, difficult food to swallow, and the dignity that has been lost.

In this dark corner, people subconsciously looked at each other, and then looked at Zuo Jihong, because Zuo Jihong was their boss.

No matter how tempted they are, they must try their best to restrain themselves.

Only by lying together can these tentacles avoid the fate of being hanged.

Zuo Jihong was a little hesitant, but then he thought of the kick that the yamen runner kicked him on the butt just now, so he nodded resolutely, reached out and covered the black cloth on his face.

With the first one, there is the second one.

In a moment, a bunch of "robber gangs" covered in black cloth appeared in this dark corner.

"Haha, very good, it looks a bit bad." Wu smiled with relief.

Zuo Jihong was a little at a loss and asked hurriedly: "What will we do next?"

"Go out with me and let you see how weak those who are arrogant and arrogant are!"

The witch led everyone out of the street with a swagger.

A group of people wearing black cloth suddenly attracted the attention of most of the people on the street.

Some smart people have already started walking.

"Now, everyone on the street squatted down for us! We came from the Northwest Wasteland! I hope everyone is smart and can cooperate with them by themselves!"

The witch walked to the yamen runner who had just carried the bucket.

He kicked it out with one kick!

The paste in the bucket suddenly spilled on the street.

Wu Shun picked up the sword from the waist of the yamen runner and put it directly on the neck of the yamen runner.

"ah!"

The people on the street were originally discussing the future of immortal cultivation, but they were shocked. Screams were everywhere on the street.

Zuo Jihong took a deep breath. He had already had the cultivation of Qi Condensation, so he didn't have to be afraid of these mortals at all.

As if he had broken the shackles of concept, Zuo Jihong's attack on the spiritual energy stopped everyone who wanted to escape.

"Boss said, you'd better be more aware of it!" Zuo Jihong stopped everyone.

"It's spiritual energy! They cultivate immortals!"

The scholar who had just read the notice in the crowd immediately exclaimed.

This sentence suddenly defeated people's sense of resistance, and everyone hugged their heads and squatted down honestly.

"Damn it, they must be the wandering bandits from the Northwest Wasteland!"

"Are you deaf? That guy just now protects his own house!"

"Where are the yamen runners? Where are the yamen runners? Do you want late justice again?"

"Don't be stupid! The yamen runners are holding under someone's knife!"

People squatted while muttering, complaining and blaming each other.

And in the crowd, not only ordinary people, but the yamen runners who posted notices just now had already squatted down with their heads in their arms.

"Boss, what should I do if the third brother is held by a knife?"

"Yes, yes, we can't squat here all the time. And after the bandits entered the city this time, the mansion would definitely blame us for being ineffective."

"You two--" The boss gritted his teeth and hurriedly got up and knocked the two guys hard on the head! "Are you two fools?"

What if the dick is under someone’s knife, can it be saved?

What's more, I didn't see that there were too many people in my family, and I was still a cultivator. Can we beat me?

The boss was about to say these words when he met Zuo Jihong's gaze, so he nodded and squatted down.

"We will bear this matter first!" When the words came to my mouth, the boss's voice changed again.

"What if the master asked us to arrest people later? We kept holding on, and they might not be sure that they would run away by then?"

All you need is that these bandits run away!

The boss complained in his heart.

Once they run away, wouldn’t it be easy to catch a few "pigs" with tentacles?

I can't beat the bandits, can I still not call this tentacle monster?
Chapter completed!