Chapter 153: Trial

The series of quick taps dazzled Wu Su a little, and she immediately looked away wisely and said perfunctorily, "Okay, okay, I see." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info But now, can you please tell me what happened to the hard-working god Xuan Ming who asked me to come here? I don't have much time, so I can't keep up with you here. ā€

The ancient book was very dissatisfied, and the pages turned back and forth, and it made a loud noise, and after a while, it stopped on one page and knocked out - she hoped that you could inherit this hairpin fantasy on her behalf, which was also the key to making you a goddess.

"Oh, how do you inherit? Is it a trial or something else......" After sweeping a line of words from the ancient book, Wusu still casually looked at the lakes and mountains in the hairpin fantasy world, and the beautiful landscape of the landscape.

The ancient book flew up to the lake in the hairpin fantasy, and the next line of words continued to be typed on the page - drop your blood into this lake, and you can pass the test of the lake, and you can become the master of the illusion, otherwise you will become a part of the illusion.

It sounds terrible, but there will be such a trick horizontally and vertically, Wusu walked to the edge of the lake, the fingers of one hand shook slightly, the nails protruded, and the nails against the wrist of the other hand were lightly swiped, and the light blue blood fell into the lake drop by drop.

The originally crystal clear lake water with the undulating water waves, rippling out a circle of blue lines, blue flooding and fusion, gradually dyed the whole lake into a light blue hue, the sky bright white light sprinkled on the lake, the light on the blue water surface jumping, shattering, looking at the distance like a flawless blue jade, intoxicating.

In the continuous blood loss, Wusu's divine consciousness seemed to have received the inducement from nowhere, and he entered a chaotic space that did not see the light of day.

There seem to be scenes of fighting in the space, scenes of blood flowing like rivers, and scenes of love are shallow...... There are many kinds of things in the world.

Wusu watched silently, vaguely feeling a little emotion, and when he was about to savor it, that emotion disappeared as if it had never existed.

A phantom floated out of the space, and swooped up in the direction of Wusu, shouting coquettishly, "Master, you finally came to see me." Master, you are so ruthless, you have not come to see people until now. ā€

Wusu silently, with some effort, pulled people away from himself, although he said that he and the other party were empty consciousness, but Wusu hated this kind of overly intimate behavior with others from beginning to end, and this person's sliminess was not obvious that it was not directed at himself, it was obvious that he recognized the wrong person.

"Master?" After the man's body was ripped a little distance, his hand still clung to it. He tilted his head, his face a little curious, "You don't seem to be the master...... Who are you? ā€

Your heart is so big! Wusu couldn't help but complain silently in his heart, and replied: "I am indeed not your master now, but I will soon become your master, so you don't need to ask who I am." ā€

"Hubris, well, no, full of confidence, you look like you're full of confidence, aren't you? Do you want to come and be my master? The man asked curiously.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Of course. Wusu pulled this man's hand with great effort, trying to pull him away from himself, but this person's hand was probably borrowed from the octopus, and the suction was so strong that no matter how he pulled it, he couldn't pull him away from himself.

Wusu talked for a long time, felt a little weak, and sighed silently: "Can you get off me first, don't you think this posture is very twisted?" ā€

The man watched with great interest as a clown playing monkey, watching with great interest as Wusu tried to tear himself apart again and again, and excitedly vetoed, "No." Since you want to be my master, then you have to get used to my behavior. Moreover, you have to make a promise with me that if you can become my master, you must not leave me here for many years and ignore me, you must take me with you all the time, never abandon me, and depend on me for life and death. ā€

Countless goosebumps appeared all over Wusu's body in protest, she looked at the man speechlessly, and said silently: "Then I don't want to be your master, can I?" ā€

The man smiled slightly, his smile was very sweet, and two words that disgusted Wusu came out of his mouth: "No." ā€

After saying these two words, he turned his head to look at the other side and said, "The experiment has begun." ā€

What the? Wu Su followed his movements and looked at it, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and the scenes that were originally like watching flowers suddenly stopped in a certain scene.

The scene is found in the temple, there is only one old monk in the temple, and the old monk is quietly knocking on the wooden fish and chanting the scriptures.

Suddenly, a woman knocked on the door of the temple and handed the baby girl in her arms to the old monk.

The woman said with a sad expression: "Master, I have lost you, but your child, you should always take a look." Now that I don't have long to live, I'll give this child to you to take care of. If you don't want to, you can throw her into the mountains and forests, and let him fend for himself. ā€

After speaking, the woman turned around and left, not looking at the old monk's expression.

The old monk calmly looked at the baby girl who was sleeping soundly, and calmly carried her into the temple.

Not long after the woman left, a thief-eyed villain came, shouting at the old monk: "Old monk, you actually have an affair with a woman, and you are not worthy to stay in the quiet place of Buddhism." But I'm a kind-hearted man. If you are willing to get acquainted with each other and give me all the incense money and everything, I can promise to keep it a secret for you. Otherwise, you'll be ruined. ā€

The old monk held the baby girl in his arms and continued to knock on the wooden fish, ignoring him.

The thief waited for a long time, but there was only the sound of the old monk's wooden fish in his ears, and there was no other sound, and he suddenly shouted angrily: "Old monk, don't regret it." ā€

With that, the thief turned around and hurried away.

The old monk was still quietly knocking on the wooden fish, unmoved.

Not long after, a large group of villagers with good deeds rushed to the temple under the leadership of the thieves, accusing and scolding them...... Many voices were heard endlessly, and even some agitated villagers began to destroy the decorations and decorations of the temple, and the temple soon became a mess under the sound of ping-pong smashing.

The thieves are still fanning the flames and spreading rumors: "The old monk will use our offerings to support his lover." The old monk has six impure roots, is not clean, does not deserve to stay in the temple, and does not deserve to enjoy our incense offerings. ā€

The villagers, who were provoked even harder, pointed their farm tools at the old monk and demanded that he hand over the incense money in the past. (To be continued.) )