"Well, come in. Lin Yingkong heard his voice and said without warning, even his body was caught off guard and lost control, he walked back to the bed slowly, picked up the wide-sleeved long coat hanging at the head of the bed and put it on, his movements were also unexpectedly skillful.

He was horrified for such a moment, he majored in soul magic, and his soul was tempered to be extremely powerful, at least he had never seen a person who could completely imprison and move his three souls and seven spirits, no matter how bad it was, he had the strength to fight...... Why did you run into someone else's body for no reason, and be squeezed into a corner to watch on the wall?

However, when Erbo came in with a hot water towel, Lin Yingkong's mood had already adjusted, and when he saw Erbo, who was dressed in a cloth dress with his hair in a bun and dressed no different from the previous meeting, he didn't have too many ups and downs, but Erbo saw that he had already put on his clothes and said a few words that the divine servant should leave these things to him to do, and so on...... There is no difference in his appearance, but his demeanor seems to be a little more energetic and angry than before, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows are beating with emotions that are no different from those of a living person - it turns out that the puppet created by the Son of God can really live forever?

The owner of this body seemed to have gotten used to his complaints with respect and half intimacy, and waited until he had finished his muttering before he spoke, "What about the Son of God?"

Erbo's face darkened because of this, as if he thought of something bad, "Those people who came to ask the Son of God to give life to the puppet have not left yet, and the Son of God has gone to the shrine platform very early. ”

Lin Ying, who was in 120,000 spirits and wanted to explore what the current situation of the Divine Son was, was stunned - what did Erbo mean by this......?

"They're not gone yet?" Kong Ling was wiping the water droplets on his washed hands with a dry towel, and he was also stunned when he heard the words, and his tone was a little depressed.

"It's been a year since the ban on the rebirth of dolls was issued, and they probably hope that Miko will change his mind," Erbo said, "After all, the reason given by Miko when he gave the order was that the number of dolls in the puppet country was about to catch up with the population, and we had a good year of weather, and there were many children in each family, and they were afraid that there would not be enough dolls at home." ”

"If the puppets are not enough, just use your own people," Kong Ling said unhappily, "The Divine Son gave the puppets a new life, but it was not for them to be lazy to do it. ”

Erbo sighed, "How can they remember this......"

The good morning was ruined by these things, Kong Ling waved his hand to signal him to stop talking, turned around and walked out the door, "Send breakfast to the shrine, I'll go over to accompany the gods." ”

When he stepped out of the door, it happened that the early sun fell from among the eaves of the trees, and Kong Ling and Lin Yingkong in his body couldn't help but squint, letting the morning sun fall on his face and turn into broken light and disperse.

It wasn't until he walked out of the house that was no different from when he first met, and walked onto the noisy street where people came and went, that Lin Yingkong looked at this prosperous and vibrant human capital through Kong Ling's eyes, and finally confirmed one thing - he was not trapped in Kong Ling's body, but he was trapped in Kong Ling's memories.

The memories of a thousand years ago, which were lost before they were grasped in the palm of their hands.

Compared to a thousand years later, the country of venerable puppets at this time is only a living country, ordinary humans and puppets who can't tell the truth and falsehood are in the market day and sunset, and the solemn atmosphere of confrontation between the gods and the people has spread, but it can't hide the vigorous atmosphere in their busy behavior.

Kong Ling's status and recognition in the country of the puppet seemed to be very high, he dragged a wide robe different from the others through the flow of people, all the people on his path would make way for him, some greeted him kindly, some looked at him with a vigilant gaze, Kong Ling didn't care, just like a lone saint walking like a lone saint, he walked through the crowd and walked towards the holy place in his heart.

Follow the familiar but not as barren as the later generations to the shrine, there is a large open space in front of the temple, but at this time there are many people sitting quietly in the open space, they seem to have been sitting for a long time, their appearance, dress, and the tiredness under their eyes are not very similar, the only thing they have in common is that they all carry a lifelike puppet by their side- No, compared to Erbo, who can walk around, think and chatter, these puppets are far from realistic enough, even if they are already rare existences in the world, or if there is no magic of the Son of God, they are just a bunch of puppets, Lin Yingkong wanted to take a closer look, but Kong Ling's eyes were not given half of them, he could only be forced to follow Kong Ling to look at everything.

"Lord Divine Servant......" Someone spotted the arrival of the empty hearing, but he didn't dare to make a mistake, and only called in a low voice, with obvious awe in his tone.

The others also noticed it, and they all looked at him with blank eyes, and some people said sneeringly: "Lord God, is the Son of God willing to ...... today?"

Kong Ling's gaze swept over coldly, and the person who spoke was instantly silent, and when the others saw it, they didn't dare to say anything else, and their expressions looked pitiful, and Kong Ling didn't sympathize with them, so he walked up the steps and went to the temple.

As soon as you enter the temple, you can find that it has not changed, it is still empty, except for a few futons and a low table...... No, there is a man here, a man who has no need for this place after him, a man who is shining here because of him.

The cascading black shark yarn spread out like a cloud and fell to the ground, the lines of the water waves wandered in the hem of the clothes, the man with a calm face sat on the futon, the black hair was unrestrained and scattered, brushing the corners of the hooked eyes, kissing his well-defined face, bypassing the lumbar spine bound by the palm-wide belt and the agate red jade, and finally hovering at his feet, making a black arc of arc, hearing the movement of the empty hearing entering, the man's eyelashes moved slightly, and slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clean and full of tolerance, as if the whole world had been included in it, as if he already had the whole world in his heart…… Compassion is like a god and Buddha who gazes down at the Three Realms!

Kong Ling seemed to have no resistance to his gaze, just a glance, he couldn't help lowering his eyes, Kong Ling looked at the cold and proud, but at this moment like a child seeing a hero he admired, suppressed the joy of seeing the light in his heart with his own eyes, and called: "Son of God." ”

Miko seemed to laugh, with a magnetic hoarseness in his deep voice, and his smile was like ink falling into water, entangled with the Venerable Master's five senses along the air, and said half-jokingly: "Kong Ling, you don't dare to look at me every time, I always think that I look terrible." ”

He didn't seem to take the people outside to heart, and Kong Ling threw everything away as soon as he saw him, but Lin Yingkong, who was forced to squeeze into Kong Ling's body, almost didn't stab out headlong - no, it should be said that he was stabbed violently, but unfortunately he was bounced back by an unknown prohibition.

The soul attached to someone else's body was bounced around a few times like a ball, and Lin Yingkong wailed in his heart while he was dizzy-Minister, why are you in the body of the god son Phantom Feng?!

At the same time, in the Venerable Village, Zhu Mengtian, who was besieged by a group of villagers who seemed to have lost their minds, looked at the sky, the crescent moon had just climbed to the treetops, and it was still a while before the early morning, but they were already staging a group of demons dancing in front of them.

Fei Rong, who accidentally broke off a villager's wooden arm, retreated to Zhu Mengtian's side, and said with a bitter face: "The bullets are useless, can I burn them all with a fire?"

"They are no different from living people now," Zhu Meng Tianbai glanced at her, "You can do it?"

Fei Rong looked at this hand, and then at the group of villagers whose eyes were green, and her eyelids twitched, "Except for the breath, where do they look like living people?"

Zhu Mengtian, who kicked a villager who bit him on the flesh to the ground: "......"

"Then we can't keep doing this with them," Di Bingqiao tried to attack their spines, but it was obvious that the fatal wounds of these wooden men were not here, "Fight or withdraw, can you come and have someone to make an idea?"

"That's right, what about the minister and assistant Lin?" Derpy, who was in the form of a beast, bit a villager, and threw him away with a flick of his head, and his furry face showed a little depression quite humane when he spoke, "They won't fight the big boss, right?"

"You and I eloped," Zhu Mengtian complained.......

"I can't get in touch with Assistant Lin. Ding Youlan cried and reported the bad news to them at this time, he was so frightened by this group of humanoid monsters that his hand was a little shaky.

"The locator also failed?" asked E, pulling him away a bit, lest he be scratched by a paw from a villager who approached him.

Ding Youlan clung to him even more in shock, and said, "Well, it's lost, it's invalid, it's the same as the minister." ”

This is indeed not good news, when Lin Yingkong found that the seal was gone, they couldn't locate each other's location, but they didn't expect that it was less than an hour before and after, and they lost the second mountain of the field service group of the General Office.

"Assistant Lin must have gone to find the minister," Fei Rong looked at the group of team members who were fighting side by side, "Are we going to find them?"

"Are you going to fly a kite?" Zhu Mengtian gave her another roll of his eyes, and pointed to the villagers of Zun Puppet Village who were "waiting to be fed" around them, "While looking for the minister and assistant Lin, take them around the whole village together?"

Fei Rong suddenly: "......"

Derpy said: "Brother Meng Tian is right, it's hard to say what the situation is now, minister, if we take these villagers to find them, we may be able to help." ”

"So you want to solve them first?" Di Bingqiao suddenly showed an eager expression, "I don't mind if there is an extra batch of experimental products in the laboratory!"

"......" Ding Youlan tried to redeem Di Bingqiao's violent thoughts, "Sister Qiao, what if they are really alive?" No one knows whether the Divine Son's spell will make them really "alive" or just "alive" characteristics.

At this time, E Jingbai, as the leader of the second assistant group, rarely took on the burden of leadership, and said: "Find a place to trap them first, and then go to the minister and Assistant Lin, Xiaolan, and give you three minutes to do a plan analysis." "Kongling's house may be a good choice, there are several large formations in the ministry that can be used at this time.

Once there is a goal, the efficiency of the action of the field team of the General Office will be very fast, and they are about to wrap up these villagers, when they hear Fei Rong's "huh" and say, "You count, the number of heads is a bit wrong...... Isn't Erbo here?"