It is the soul form of a person after death.

I don't know, and I don't want to know, how this soul is raised.

At this moment, all I think about is that I don't care about myself, especially after seeing the terrifying aura of that treacherous old lady, even if I am killed by such an experience, I don't want to come back again.

That's what I said, but I don't care about Ma Yubao's child? I couldn't bear it.

In fact, I want to be like the superheroes in the comics, with all kinds of superpowers, slaying demons and maintaining world peace.

It's a pity that not only do I not have superpowers, but I don't even have a big heart to be a hero, so I can only sigh with Jay Chou that Superman can't fly.

What would happen if you had to fight this old lady hard?

I don't know, and I don't dare to think about it. Thinking back to her ugly, dislocated facial features and the evil aura that lingered around me, the more I thought about it, the more scared I became, and the more I was afraid, the more I hated myself for being cowardly.

But what's the use of hate? Everyone only has one life, and the old lady can easily take Ma Yubao's life, and it is estimated that it will not take too much effort to take the lives of me and the fat man.

Besides, she was already moved to kill, but it was the wooden sign given by the master that gave us a flash of inspiration, so that we narrowly escaped the catastrophe. If I do it again, I can't guarantee that there will be such luck......

I ran out of ideas, so I picked up my phone to broadcast Master's number, and I was still prompted that "the user you are calling is not in the service area......

Seeing that my face was red and white for a while, the fat man naturally understood what I was thinking, and wanted to say a few words to boost morale, but the huge difference in strength between the enemy and me was there, so in the end he could only turn into a long sigh.

We were both speechless to each other, and we both stayed awake all night in bed.

At dawn, my newly rising sleepiness was dispelled by the sound of wings fluttering, and the fat bird returned on time.

The fat man and I both have things on our minds, so naturally we are too lazy to take care of it.

Who knew that this thing did not fly back to its broken cage to sleep as usual, but circled in the air with wings flapping, sniffing and screaming while flying.

"It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant! Why is there such a heavy yin qi in this house? Fourth, fatty, what did you do when I was away?! ”

I got out of bed with the fat man, looking at each other, sleepless.

Fat Bird keeps calling me fourth, and that's because I'm number four.

As a closed disciple of Master, I have two senior brothers and one senior sister above me, but I have never met them.

I heard Master say that they are all big names in the world, but I feel that the old man is mostly bragging.

But the fat bird was able to detect the strange aura in the house, which I didn't expect at all. It seems that after all, it is the pet of the ancestor, and he has seen a little of the world.

But even so, I still didn't have a good impression of this fat bird, and I was stunned for a while and turned around and lay down to sleep.

It's the fat man, like the emotions in his heart find the object to vent, and he told the fat bird the ins and outs of the whole thing.

Maybe it's because of the similar body type, since the fat man came to the store, he fell in love with this fat bird.

Like the master, he is long and short all day long, and sometimes he goes out to buy a roast chicken to honor it.

That's right! This dead fat bird actually likes to eat roast chicken! And I love Texas Grilled Chicken the most!

I really opened my eyes, it's a parrot! Even if the chicken is not the same kind, it is still a fellow countryman, this is ...... It's really too anxious!

For the flattery of the fat man, the fat bird is naturally used. didn't say anything about his appreciation, and even took him as an apprentice privately, and even threatened that the fat man was the same generation as my master, and asked me to call the fat man my uncle......

Sure enough, listening to the narration of his "apprentice", who is like a little daughter-in-law, "pear blossoms bring rain", the fat bird exploded before he finished listening, scolding, and foul language is comparable to the enhanced version of the Internet joker and keyboard warrior.

"Mahler,! She's a shitty person, she's just an old broken shoe with no one to raise, a hundred kinds of gynecological diseases, and a disharmonious life! With onions on the nose, which elephant is pretending to be a special code?! A big iron stick stabs the ass, what kind of big Eba wolf is pretending?! ”

"The old man in the poor mountains bullied me to the adult, and I snorted! If it weren't for the fact that my mana was sealed, I would have killed two trains with just one stomp of my feet, and 38,000 snakeskin bags would not be enough to hold ......."

The fat bird's words made me almost laugh while lying on the bed.

OK! A bird's beak can slip to this extent, and even scolding and boasting at the same time, it is definitely a well-deserved wonder.

But who wouldn't be addicted, I naturally wouldn't be retarded enough to believe that it had any magic power, but took the opportunity to put on a high hat for it, and asked it what to do with it, just waiting to see the scene of the rollover.

The fat bird glared at him and said in a loud voice: "Lang Lang Qiankun is free and fair!" Fourth, you are still an authentic Shimen heir, and now you can't even handle a tricky old broken shoe, which will simply disgrace your ancestor's face! ”

"If this old broken shoe dares to do something about it, go up and kill me! I'm afraid it's hairy, bake! ”

Then he sighed again, and his voice was sighing: "Brother Sekong, if you see this unworthy descendant today, it is estimated that the coffin board will not be able to hold it down...... Woohoo lament......"

Watching this fat guy's performance, I'm so angry.

said that the cowhide was blown up by you, and there is a bird for just talking cruel words, obviously you can't beat people and still have to go up, isn't this looking for death?! You can do it, you can do it!

Wait, what stone gate? The old lady who raised a little trick seems to have said, what is Shimen a magic horse thing? And ah, what are you talking about...... Brother Sekong? Who is this?!

The fat bird stopped at the head of my bed, looking at me like an alien, and I don't know if it suddenly went crazy, and my whole body trembled, as if it was a high nest, and my chest rose and fell, and I and the fat man were worried that it would explode on the spot.

Immediately, the voice of the creature suddenly rose an octave, and he yelled at me.

"You're special to this little king, aren't you kidding me! I'm baked! Stone Gate? You are a descendant of the food door, don't you know? Is the food terror card hanging on your chest your sister's smartphone?! Beep, beep, beep, you big beep!! ”

Eater? Trick Cards?! I was completely stunned.

No, Master said that we have no door and no faction, how did we become a food door? I've seen Stephen Chow's "God of Food".

Besides, how does the word "food door" sound less like a monk and more like a chef?! Do we still have a cooperation with the cooking class of Lanxiang Technical School?

The fat man saw that the fat bird was anxious, and he was busy playing a round game, saying don't worry, adult, there must be a misunderstanding here.

Xiaobai told me several times, saying that his master had told me that he had no sect and no sect, and he really didn't know about the food door. And the wooden sign on his chest, what is the origin?

This dead fat man always calls me Xiaobai Xiaobai, Xiaobai is a dog's name, okay!

However, after his explanation, the fat bird's mood stabilized a little, and when he saw my blank expression, he believed that I was not lying, and couldn't help but make noise again.

"You Yuanshan, the king, die Ji Lao, I really don't know what kind of plane I'm doing, I don't tell you this kind of thing, isn't this trying to kill you?!"

You Yuanshan is the master's name, the fat bird calls me "Little Wang, the calf", and my master is called "the king, the dead old man", don't say, this logical relationship is quite clear!

Then the fat bird began to chatter and narrate, and the content of the story was so startled that I couldn't believe my ears.