Chapter 67: The Dragon's Journey; The memories are not resolved

I pulled out my short knife and rushed to the back of the human skin painting in front of Song Nan, slashing diagonally from its neck. The human skin painting www.biquge.info the pen and the fun pavilion is not very strong, and the "thorn" is split out of a big hole. Countless miserable cries came from inside it, and then it spewed out a stream of foul-smelling black juice and fell to the ground.

Song Nan is Song Xiaotian on the left, Luo Tingting on the right, I didn't hesitate to rush over like Song Xiaotian, and split the human skin painting in front of him with a knife!

The human skin painting fell, Song Xiaotian and Song Nan's eyes regained their clarity, and at the same time, on the other side, Luo Tingting, the human skin painting had already opened its belly, as if it could eat her at any time, its stomach was full of serrated teeth, and when it opened and was about to bite her out, I immediately pounced.

A sharp pain hit me, it bit my arm, blood pouring out, and this was undoubtedly what excites it the most.

"Relieve your worries!" Song Nan and Song Xiaotian shouted in unison, and Song Nan immediately rounded the Luoyang shovel and cut the human skin painting. Luo Tingting also woke up suddenly.

I smiled with a pale face: "I'm not moving fast enough!" Still, it's okay, you're all okay. ”

"I don't want the Dragon Ball, let's go back, and the relief of the sorrow can't be delayed." This is the last sentence I heard before I lost consciousness, it belonged to Song Nan...

In my dream, it was blank, and I was left walking alone, as if I couldn't find a way out.

"Hehehe... Don't look for it... Over here. An old voice hovered overhead, and I was stunned: "Who?" Whoever is there, come out quickly. ”

Wait, this voice, déjà vu - grandpa!

"Grandpa! Is that you. "I suddenly realized that this old voice was not familiar.

I walked around this empty space, but I couldn't find the source of the sound. It's as if it's coming from all directions.

"Relieve your worries, listen to grandpa, isn't it good to be an ordinary person? Why do you have to unravel those memories? There are some things that you know are not good. ”

"No, Grandpa, I'm going to unravel all the memories, I want to know how I got here." I shouted hysterically.

"Hehehe... When you unlock the memory, you will be tired, and as the memory is unsealed, you will have more and more spirit runes, and the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Grandpa's kind voice came.

I was stunned: "Grandpa, do you know my identity?" ”

The voice over there paused: "I know, people don't understand when they are alive, and if they know yin and yang when they die, they will naturally understand." Child, your choice, grandpa respects, but you don't regret it..."

The voice grew fainter and fainter, and I jerked my eyes open.

Luckily, nothing has changed around us.

At eleven o'clock at night, the share house.

"It's eleven o'clock, you're still playing!" I pushed Song Nan, who was playing with my phone. He looked up and looked at me: "Woke up?" At eleven o'clock, the nightlife has just begun. ”

I glared at him, took the water he handed me and drank it. Suddenly, I heard him say, "How is it, do you remember anything?" ”

"No, it's blank!" I shook my head.

"Impossible, impossible, you obviously had a headache at that time." Song Nan put down his phone and muttered.

"But I really didn't think about anything."

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the window outside. I turned my head to see a bloody hand flapping on the window, half of its head exposed, and a long triangular tongue licking through the window.

"I can't measure my strength, the sky is quiet and quiet, and the earth and water are scarring; The fire of the three clears, keep me unharmed! ”

Song Nan "snapped" and punched a yellow talisman on the window. After the yellow talisman was pasted on the window, it turned into a cyan flame, and the window burst open with a "bang". The ghost lying on the windowsill was burned by the green fire, and the black gas on his body was like gunpowder, and he lit himself into a candle head.

"Tick", a drop of water onto the tip of my nose. ‘

When I looked up, I saw that the ceiling had been silently lifted, and a ghost with a mouth full of minced meat was staring at me!

"Smack!" Song Nan clasped his hands together and shouted: "The sky is long, and the earth is often; Heaven and earth go, ghosts and things have no direction! ”

A burst of golden light suddenly erupted in the room, and my eyes were so white that I couldn't see anything. In the panic, I only felt a hand suddenly grab my hand and drag me out.

Fortunately, that hand is warm.

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I don't know why my manuscript was lost.,So I'm in a hurry to get back.,Sorry.,Late update.,Recently I'm thinking about whether I want to build a readership.,Give me a suggestion.。 Go to bed early and good night.