Zhang Yalin was incontinent. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Oh, you're peeing your pants! Then I can't touch you anymore, I'm a wood spirit, and I can't be contaminated with filthy things. "The puppet's fussy disgust is like the predator's posturing mockery. It forgets that it's filth to this world, right?

Zhang Yalin began to cry.

"Shut up, stop arguing!" the puppet suddenly became angry, "Humans are called the spirits of all things, but they are far less filthy than the breath of plants and trees. Now I must immediately cast a spell to purify and merge the spirits of the three of you into one. So that I can get out of here and find another bride. So you are obedient, as long as you don't get in my way, I promise not to kill you. So saying, it walked to the bed, lay down, and was silent like a rotten log.

It walked with a heavy tuk-tuk sound, as if it had just turned into gray-green gas, and what had crept into the human body was only a phantom. Green, which generally represents life and hope, seems to come from a dark place, revealing a sense of rot and mold.

However, at this time, Zhang Yalin was frightened, and only begged the puppet to let him go, and never thought of resisting. She sat next to the two bodies and prayed that the time would pass quickly.

Unfortunately, she couldn't tell how long it had been, and she couldn't tell the difference between the sun and the moon in this small, dark basement. It's as if it's been longer than a lifetime, but she hasn't recovered any of her strength, but is getting weaker and weaker. When she was thirsty and hungry, she secretly struggled to crawl to the table to eat some tribute that had turned to black ashes and drink some water that had been contaminated. As for excretion, she couldn't control herself.

During the long wait, she was afraid that she would wake up the puppet, and she was always silent, but she never thought that the puppet might be in the middle of the tent, and she could call for help and escape.

The puppet said that it could not attack people who did not know her and did not know her name. But when human sanity and courage are completely taken away, they are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, obediently and in line into the slaughterhouse. It's pathetic, but it's also pathetic.

Then, in the midst of boundless despair and chaos, finally, the puppet suddenly sat up from the bed. Even if its facial features are painted, Zhang Yalin can see that it is extremely frightened, "There is divine breath!"

What does it mean?

Zhang Yalin was stunned, and his numb brain didn't turn at all. It's just that she hasn't understood what the puppet is talking about, it has already turned into qi and burrowed into Zhang Yalin's body.

"Don't expose me, listen to me, or you'll die an ugly death!" a voice echoed in her head, and she felt like an ice had fallen in her chest. She could vaguely feel that five cold, hard but small fingers had pinched her heart.

Zhang Yalin gasped in pain, how dare she refuse? She only widened her eyes and looked around in horror.

Such a house has no windows, only a ventilation hole and an iron door, all on the side wall near the corridor. The vents are only the size of two fists, and it is dark and difficult to get in and out. The door, locked tightly.

But, suddenly, a cool breeze blew from nowhere, making all the hairs on her body stand on end. And then gradually, a man appeared. He stood at the offering table and looked at her.

Tall, thin, handsome-looking, dressed in a white costume, holding a stick-like thing in his hand. He rested his hands on the weapon and bent slightly, as if he was tired. But there is a chic and elegant energy in his expression, and he looks very handsome.

"I am impermanent, don't be afraid, I am a righteous god, and I don't hurt the innocent. You can rest assured that you will not remember me at all afterwards, and continue to be happy and ignorant when you are a human being. He reported to himself, "It's a pity that I can't go back to the underworld, and I can't find out if your life should be extinguished." But these two ......," he pointed to the corpses of Qiao Ning and Dai Xiaoqing, "are obviously extinct, and they don't even have souls." What's going on? If you tell me the truth...... In this way, I will guarantee you some benefits. Fair trade, Tong Su is not bullied, okay?"

Zhang Yalin was speechless, only gasping for breath.

As soon as she came, her heart was held by a wooden hand. But isn't the wood warm? Why does she feel so cold? Second, the words "white impermanence" are too far beyond her cognition.

As a Chinese, you may believe in various religions, but you are influenced by Taoism in your bones. Believing in Yama and Hell, to worship the God of Wealth and the Lord of the Stove, knowing that the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother, how could they not be under the domination of the Taoist gods? So, of course, she knew that Bai Wuchang was a messenger of soul hooking.

So, is she going to die?

"It stands to reason that you are a girl, and no man with good manners should say such things, but...... You really stink. Bai Xiaoqi pinched his nose, "Fortunately, I don't have to breathe, but you can't, right?" So, go out with me first." He approached and stretched out his hand to Zhang Yalin.

Zhang Yalin really wanted to hold that hand, and really wanted to be rescued by such a man. But the puppet didn't speak, and even if she saw that hope was in front of her, she didn't dare to move. And the evil thing in her body seemed to be frightened, and she didn't make a sound, and her mind went blank.

"Don't be afraid, didn't you just say it? Unless......" he smiled, groaning.

And the room was cramped, and he was already close at hand, "Unless you are a demon and evil spirit!" he said, and suddenly pressed a palm on Zhang Yalin's heavenly spirit cover.

"Dwarf oil? It's actually wood qi to cultivate evil, it's so rare!" he smiled and showed a mouthful of white teeth, it was very good-looking, obviously it was a ghost, but it gave people a warm and sunny feeling, "It's so simple, the precious wood qi generated by the Lord all things actually has an evil nature." You ******, it's really a tyrannical thing, your seventh master can't tolerate it, you're angry! Come out and tell your seventh master how you did it!" After finishing speaking, he suddenly withdrew his palm.

Zhang Yalin only felt that the cold qi in his body was being pulled away, although the whole process was as painful as scraping bones, Bai Xiaoqi's movements were so fast that she didn't even scream in pain. In front of him, only the gray-green gas writhed like a virtual snake, and quickly turned into a solid form.

A handsome man dressed in white, still carrying his weapon in his left hand and a puppet in his right hand.

"Tell me to your Seventh Master, who made you? Look at it, it's already a great crime to harm human beings, and you still do it so simply, you don't care about it, it's too much! You're so ugly, it's spicy to your Seventh Master's eyes. In the future, I will have the problem of tears in the wind, and you and your master will be responsible!"

As he spoke, he shook his right hand and flung it around in circles. Seeing that the "powerful" evil thing that could once control three living beings had no ability to resist at all, it really looked like a broken puppet. And, getting smaller and smaller, it returns to the size of a palm.

(Ahh A lively man, the dialogue is very cute. ）

(Travelogue 15: Then the restaurant where I ate was located relatively small, and sometimes there was no place to put my bag.) But to insert another Japanese advantage, that is, quiet, rarely noisy in public, Chinese should study hard. We Chinese are outside, and it really seems that our voices are too loud. (To be continued.) )