The old man stepped on her husband's chest, bent down and stretched his head to concentrate, staring at Liu Dingkui's neck, holding the bun with one hand, and the saw in his other hand had been sawed into his neck for about a tiny inch. Although there was no drop of blood flowing down, the scene of the saw saw and saw the neck was really terrifying. Xiaolian, who was screaming and disgusting, kept trembling, and the gap in her neck could not keep trembling up and down.

The old man shouted anxiously and loudly: "Don't move, don't let go, or you'll break it up, it's over. Alas! If you close your eyes, you don't listen. Close your eyes and stand firmly." As he said this, the old man stretched out his feet and poked the big hole in his chest a few times, and immediately stopped trembling and stood there in a daze, and tears flowed out of his closed eyes.

"Don't be afraid! It's okay. If I don't have the right amount, I will break it directly, but if I break it, it will be finished." The sound of Slasla's saw sound rang again. Although this sound came into Xiaolian's ears, it was like a sharp sword stabbing his heart. But when I thought of the old man's clever methods, and the healed husband, I gritted my teeth and stood firmly straight.

It was just a cup of tea, and without the sound of the saw, he calmed down and slowly opened his eyes. The old man threw away the saw, his head had already been sawed off, and he pulled Liu Dingkui's bun and tied it to the iron door. Then he looked at the sawed head and the wounds on his body, which were blood red, but no drop of blood was flowing down.

The old man pulled open the iron fence again, pulled his body back and stood in front of him, found the whole pig head and sat in the cavity, pinning it quickly with a steel needle. He grabbed the wound on his neck with both hands and secretly used up. He swayed back and forth and felt quite solid.

The old man held the head and shouted to Xiaolian outside the iron fence gate: "Come here and hug him firmly, block his ears, and never let go."

Xiaolian held her husband's head with both hands, and her body trembled slightly involuntarily. The old man stretched out one hand to pinch his nose and covered his mouth. The other dirty hand rubbed his body randomly and stretched in from the saw. The old man raised his head, the corners of his mouth, the corners of his eyes, the nose, and even his ears were twisting randomly without rules, and his hands were not idle, touching his head randomly.

Xiaolian, who was holding her husband's head, opened her mouth wide, but could no longer close. She felt that her fingers that blocked her ears were itchy, as if a little bug wanted to get out.

Suddenly, I heard a humming sound! I turned my head and looked at the pig's head in my husband's mouth. The pig's nose was wavy and the pig's mouth was wide open, making a humming pig's cry. Xiaolian's wide mouth finally closed, but she turned it strangely and couldn't come.

When the old man turned his head and looked at Xiaolian again, he said, "Hey! Why don't you, your little wife, know how to protect the fruits of other people's labor? It seems that you will have to sew your mouth again later."

After saying that, the old man frowned, pinched his nose and squeezed his hands, pinched his mouth hard, and lowered his head and blew it away with his mouth. He heard a sound like a wave, and pinched a red and golden insect-shaped object with his other hand and pulled it out. The thing twisted restlessly in his hand. The old man looked at it and threw the golden insect into the air regardless of the head. He snapped the little insect in a flash with his palms! He slapped the little insect with his hands and stretched out his hands to see it. His hands were covered with red and golden ashes.

Looking at Xiaolian, she smiled, turned sideways and pressed her palms toward her abdomen: "Hahaha! My disciple has this opportunity, and her cultivation will definitely be better than the old man in the future. Hahaha!"

The golden color pressed towards the belly slowly penetrated into the belly and disappeared. The warm current in the belly flowed into the fetus along the meridians, and the body was indescribable and comfortable. Xiaolian, who was full of peace, couldn't help but oh! Two sounds.

Suddenly, Liu Dingkui's head in his arms opened his eyes and looked at Xiaolian. His eyes were gone, but his eyes were filled with crystal tears of love. He opened his mouth and said, "Lian'er, am I dead?" Although the voice was small, it woke Xiaolian up like thunder. He wanted to say something, but the scene just now shocked the little wife's chin, and there was only a vague gratitude in his mouth.

"With my old man here, it's hard for you to die even if you want to die."

After saying that, he pulled off his shirt and looked at the old man's head on his thin neck, and turned strangely toward his back. He used his fingernail to cut a hole in his back, and pulled the head with one hand and pressed it on him. The other hand pinned the steel needle on his neck to his back. He patted the face of his head on his back: "It shouldn't fall down. You kid will stay on the old man's back for two days, right?" After saying that, he turned his head again, stretched out his hand and twisted Xiaolian's chin.

Xiaolian, who felt her chin was restored, quickly knelt down and said, "You are such a living god. Grandpa of the god saved people to the end. Please put my husband's head back!"

"It's not possible yet. Xiesha is still in his body. Have you seen that pig's head? When the pig's head turns black, it can be removed and replaced."

The pig's head seemed to understand, but suddenly the pig's ears fluttered and he hummed a few more times in his mouth.

"Let you beep your big pig's head." As he said that, he tore off a piece of white silk and tied the long pig's mouth.

The old man said, "Lian'er! I was wrong, I was very wrong, you forgive me!"

Excited Xiaolian bit her lip and nodded gently.

The head said again: "If you forgive me, come and kiss me, right?"

Xiaolian suddenly came to her senses, thought for a while and asked, "You are so sick? Don't you kiss your beauty?"

"Don't mention that painting again in the future. I will only love Lian'er, you alone in the future."

Xiaolian, who was moved to tears, leaned over the old man's back and kissed him at the head, and was reluctant to part.

The old man suddenly felt unhappy and said, "You guy, you are so disgusting and picking up girls so stingy. You are so angry that you will make you get tired of me and eat me up." As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a long voice coming from the bottom of the two of them.

The stench hit the two of them, and then they were reluctant to part. Fortunately, Xiaolian could still avoid covering her mouth with one hand and slap in the air with the other hand. Liu Dingkui was in trouble. The spicy and dazzling stench rushed into his nostrils. His face suddenly had a bleak expression, and tears were flowing. But he could only keep retching without his body.

The old man jumped happily when he heard the dry retching sound, clapped his hands, and said with a smile, "It makes you scared. Stop vomiting, be careful of vomiting."

"Grandpa God, stop jumping, or you'll really push Dingkui's head down."

"Hey! I forgot about the old man. There is still this thing behind me. What's wrong? I can't stand it anymore. Who told you to have a sad news on my back? You have to enjoy it on my back for another two days!"

The old man's jumping smell was greatly relieved. Liu Dingkui's head finally opened his mouth and said, "What are you eating, old man? Why does this taste like this?"

"What? Don't smell it if you don't smell it! If it weren't for my apprentice's sake, I wouldn't be willing to get involved in your affairs. Forget it, I won't live in vain with you, the old man has something to do."

After saying that, he took the white silk and removed it into a small cloth strip and wrapped it on Liu Dingkui's body: "Young wife, come over, do you see my technique? You wrap it around in circles, so that you can push the evil spirit into the pig's head faster."

Soon after, the body below the pig's head was tied tightly like a white rice dumpling. The old man looked at the rice dumplings with his hands behind his back, turned around and asked to the back of his head, "Look, my old man is smart enough, right? This kind of treacherous craftsmanship is simply the best in the world."

Seeing his body full of entanglement, Liu Dingkui sighed and said nothing.

The old man stretched out a piece of white silk left behind and covered the pig's head. He tore a small eye on the pig's nostrils, and said to Xiaolian as if he was seeking credit: "See? The breath enters your husband's body with the pig's head. Otherwise, this bare-bar cavity will be suffocated to death. You go back first! I will give you a complete husband in two days." After that, he signaled Xiaolian to walk out of the iron gate and use both hands to straighten the iron fence again.

Xiaolian, who was standing outside the door, told the old man to turn around and said to Liu Dingkui on his back: "Dingkui! Don't worry, heal the wound. If your mother knows that you have recovered from the illness, her illness will definitely recover. Wait for two days, I will take my parents and I to see you. At that time, our family will kneel in front of the county magistrate and explain the reason and say something good. I think the master will not make things difficult for our family."

"Hey! I've been dead once. Can people who have died still be afraid of death? As long as my family can be safe, I will be satisfied. Come on, let me kiss you again!"

The old man suddenly turned around and said, "If you dare to scare me on my back, be careful, old man, I will use his courage to blow you."

Seeing the old man turning around to face him, Xiaolian quickly stepped forward and knelt on the ground, kowtowed a few times: "Grandpa God, our whole family cannot repay your great kindness. Please give it the name of the immortal so that my Liu family can appreciate and respect your kindness for generations."

The old man pulled his beard and said, "What kind of kindness is it? I will never want to do this. Just remember that you have promised my promise. Go home and serve your parents well. Don't treat my disciple badly. Remember to collect the body for me in the autumn."

Yes, this weird old man named Dingxuzi. Dingxuzi is always wandering around the world for many years and often says to people, "You are good!" and never talks. However, his benefits are sometimes good, sometimes bad, and more often he makes a mess. When it comes to the so-called benefits, people who talk about this benefit with others, always say self-deprecatingly: "The benefits given by Dingxu are really good." Over time, he also gave the nickname "Not bad, weird old man".

It’s not bad that the strange old man has made a good friend, but this friend is not simple. He is the "Ziyang Ancestor" of the Ziyang Immortal Sect. It is said that the Ziyang Ancestor is over 300 years old, but the Ziyang Ancestor, who is over 300 years old, is called Dingxuzi by his brother. According to the Ziyang Ancestor himself, he knew this strange old man when he was seven years old. The strange old man looked like this at that time, but when he was old, the strange old man still had no change in appearance.

Because of his relationship with the Ziyang Ancestor, Dingxuzi was only in the Ziyang Immortal Sect and occasionally returned to the sect. He would preach scriptures and preach to his disciples in the sect when he had time. Therefore, the people in the Ziyang Sect also respectfully called him the second ancestor.

Dingxuzi has a strange temper, but he still likes to meddle in other people's business. This time he was sentenced to be executed because he was meddling in other people's business. However, this strange man said that he should have such a disaster and was happy to wait for the autumn to pass this golden disaster.

Two days later, Liu Dingkui recovered from his head and was acquitted and the family was reunited.
Chapter completed!