Grass, I didn't eat anything bad, did I? How the fuck did this doggy day feel like it came about?

That's right...... I suddenly remembered that it stands to reason that when the three-legged bird reunites in a person, the evil aura of "anger" will suddenly become stronger, quickly eroding this person.

This idea makes my heart cold, is it possible, now that their family is reunited, Lao Tzu is going to become a "disaster", and then the evil things are done, it is time to be a lightning rod, and suffer a catastrophe for the three-legged bird?

A hand was placed on my shoulder.

I subconsciously wanted to rip this hand off that arm.

Like a person who has been walking in the desert for a long time and wants to drink water, I want to see blood - this feeling is the same as "thirst".

Just as my hand was on that hand, a very familiar voice sounded in my ears: "Qianshu, Qianshu, I'll take you to find your godfather, go!" Walk! ”

And this sour smell...... Emily?

I forcibly suppressed my thoughts and turned my head: "Aunt Cui, you take me there."

This feeling is like what was said in the news, a child is about to be crushed by a car, and the child's mother actually lifts the car with her bare hands to save the child - it was impossible to do it, but she held on and did it.

I can't kill Tsui.

The fox eye seemed to see a clue, and stared at me very nervously: "Li Qianshu, are you also a little wrong?" I'm looking at you......"

As he spoke, the fox eyes wanted to pull me over and take a closer look.

The yin aura of the fox eyes, I want to shatter him...... It's the same as the little official I was distracted by before.

No way...... I can't do that.

Xiao Cui didn't know it, and led me affectionately in front.

My ears were buzzing - I suddenly remembered that the three-legged bird kills people, and it is "戾" that is causing trouble, so there is no "戾" in me, but why do I still like blood and kill sometimes?

That's right, because "true".

"True" is the instinct of a three-legged bird, but without "anger", even if I am bloodthirsty, it will not be so serious.

So although the desire for blood and killing in the past was there, it was nothing compared to the current expectation.

And...... Ever since I was a three-legged bird, I hadn't heard them once.

After a long time of not getting together again, it stands to reason that you can also have a pleasantry, right? Or just a fight?

No, I figured it out at once, so there's no need to say hello...... Seeing the memory of this thing, it was originally the ability of the three-legged bird, and since I saw it just now, then "戾" must have also seen it.

In its heart, it should finally be a little pressing.

But why haven't I become a "disaster"?

It's because now "Truth" and "Goodness" want "Anger" to come back, not for other good things like reunions, but for me to seal up this complete three-legged bird.

So...... The three-legged bird is also helping me control the "plague".

"Go back......" Faintly, I heard two words: "Go back."

"Chiki, let's go!" Xiao Cui's voice rang out again: "I'm tired!"

"Let's go."

I have to suppress this "disaster", and before that, I will go to see my godfather.

Maybe...... It's the last side.

How can you call a dad who has never met before?

I remember when I was a child, when Jiye forced me to recognize my godfather, I was scared and cried by the stone statue wearing a high hat, pointing to the stone statue and saying, ghost, ghost......

In fact, the black impermanence of the god is similar to ordinary people, maybe the craftsman thinks that it is also the impermanence of the underworld, and how to do it like ordinary people, but don't be picked by the boss, so he added a long tongue to the statue.

Although I didn't see my godfather's face, I decided that Lao Tzu's godfather's tongue would not be so long.

Stumbling, suppressing the roar in my ears, I followed Xiaocui and walked forward, and there was a lot of chaos behind me, I couldn't tell why it was a mess, and I wasn't interested in the reason for the chaos - but the source of the chaos seemed to be me.

I didn't care.

The road that Xiaocui took me to, I came to the underworld several times, but I didn't walk it.

By bumping into the golden flowers in front of me, I saw one closed door after another.

I don't know how many years these doors have been opened and closed, and they have been grinding out of the pulp, and I don't know if the owner of the antique shop will be very excited when he sees it.

There are many such gates, and the underworld is the same as in the Three Ghost Gates, and it is impossible to distinguish between day and night, and I saw some strange red light.

Be...... Blood?

Because I felt the excitement that made my heart palpitate.

It feels like a factory after factory.

I just don't know what is "produced" in these factories.

"Children, children, don't be greedy, eat dried cakes after Daoshan Mountain," Xiaocui sang a children's song again: "Children, children, don't cry, eat stewed ...... after the oil pot"

Assi, who did you learn this from?

Following Xiao Cui's singing, I really felt the sharp sword and the strange smell of oil through the door...... The smell of oil was not only greasy, but also tinged with a strange sour smell.

I've heard someone say that the taste of this human flesh is sour.