Chapter 2: Teasing

"I'm not reasoning, I'm trying to state the facts." Yun Chao's clear answer made Fourteen chuckle.

With a stroke of her index finger, an egg in the nest lying on a branch fell on Yun Chao's head, and the eggshell burst open and the egg liquid flowed.

"Does this mean that you killed an egg that is still being bringing, little friend?" Fourteen teased each other, thinking it was a little funny.

"I ...... I didn't ......" Yun Chao held the eggshell that had been broken in half, at a loss.

"Does that count?" Yun Chao swiped his index finger again, making a passing bird motherly and sliding and pecking at Yun Chao fiercely.

Yun Chao was neither humble nor arrogant and pecked off more than a dozen hairs by it, "Huh? Aren't you angry? ”

"Why should I be angry?"

This sentence made Fourteen lose interest in playing tricks on him.

Yun Chao muttered a verse that had never appeared in the scriptures, and a faint golden light emanated from the surroundings, and the bird instantly lost control of Fourteen, and Zhang Huang flew away.

The wild cat, curled up at fourteen feet, was surrounded by golden light.

"I see." Fourteen laughed brighter than the river, and drew out a trace of spirit hidden in the wild cat's body and grabbed it into a glass bottle with a cross painted with cinnabar.

The wild cat stood up alive and went into the forest with a panicked "meow".

"Classmate, where are you going?" Yun Chao asked when he saw her go away without saying a word.

"Little friend, the closer you are to me, the closer you are to death." Fourteen's words did not make him back down, there is nothing difficult in the world, this is his mission.

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"Crazy woman, let me go! Let me fight you to the death! The spirit became a small red flower, which at first glance looked like an immortal flower, and there was a resentment on the top of the flower core.

"Don't talk about your little body for the time being, how can you compensate for breaking my doll?" Fourteen chuckled softly at his slightly retarded thoughts.

"You just don't have a doll, and you're going to destroy my home...... Woo woo woo ...... "The little red flower closed its stamens and sobbed aggrievedly. He just wants to live an ordinary life with humans and accompany them to old age.

"It makes sense for you to occupy the magpie's nest and treat other people's parents as your own?" Fourteen knocked on the bottle and gestured: "Since you ruined a doll, it is better to be my doll, and I can spare your life." ”

"Hmph, I'd rather die than die for you, an old witch!" Little Red Flower stubbornly turned her back to Fourteen and drew a circle to curse you.

"But I just like your flower, and it just so happens that I don't have a handyman in my store." Fourteen returns to the store and forces Little Red Flower into a simulated doll.

The doll's closed eyes opened instantly, and he touched his own figure, especially the upper half had two rounds, and the lower part was empty.

The teary-eyed woman said: "Old witch, I am obviously a cute boy, but you are ...... They actually placed me inside a female doll! Yes? My voice has become a woman! ”

"I see you're quite comfortable with it." Fourteen looked at his new body happily.

He instinctively blocked the bottom, thinking about ...... scolded with an ugly face: "Perverted! ”

"Do you remember who killed you?" The reason why Fourteen appeared in the barren forest was nothing more than to meet this little red flower spirit body mutilated and hid in the body of the injured wild cat.

"Who else would want to kill me so cute!" He clasped his hands around and seemed to have adapted to the doll's body.

"It seems that your head is just as air-only as a doll." Fourteen didn't expect him to be able to tell any clues, and as for who would kill an inconspicuous little flower essence, he didn't bother to think about it for the time being.

"Remember to seal the doll in the living room in a box." Before Fourteen Lin returned to the room, he looked at the reluctant little red flower and reminded: "By the way, once you leave me beyond the scope of my control, you will be scattered, if you don't believe it, you can try." ”

His heart scolded Fourteen from head to toe, dead pervert, you are the soul that gluts me! It's good to fatten up and eat it.

Little Red Flower rudely stuffed the doll wearing a peony flower cheongsam into the box.

The hurried tuk tuk sound outside the door made Xiao Honghua shout irritably: "Old witch, someone knocked on the door." ”

Seeing that the door of the house did not open for a long time, he opened the door and rolled his eyes and said, "What do you want to do without knocking." ”

The man was fully armed and covered his head, and he was carrying an oxygen cylinder behind him, for fear of touching the air.

What the hell is this? He complained inwardly.

The man's walking movements were extremely stiff, and he asked tiredly, "Is this the abode of the living immortals?" ”

Living immortals? That is, only stupid humans will think that he is obviously an old monster who kills people without blinking.

"What's the matter?"

"You're a living immortal!" The man's hands were wearing leather gloves and he grabbed his hand and said with a slight trembling.

"Oh, I'm not."

When the man heard this, he immediately let go of his hand, as if he had avoided the plague.

"Xiaohua, make a cup of tea for this guest." Fourteen appeared in the living room at some point, sitting lazily on the couch.

You are Xiaohua, your family is Xiaohua, and my handsome little flower essence has been vulgarized by this name.

"Are you a living immortal?" The man stood still, uncertain.

"Take off your hood, there's no air in here that will make you fester," Fourteen said nonchalantly, half-propped up his chin.

The man was happy in his heart, the living immortal was really unknown, and he could guess his origin without looking.

He took off his heavy hood and oxygen cylinder, and his breathing gradually stabilized, revealing his true face that almost made the teapot brought by Xiaohua fall to the ground, which also looked like a stumbling one.

Half of this person's face was covered with rotten sores, and a delicate face could be vaguely seen on the other side of his face, "I came to you for my face." ”

"Drink tea and talk about the specifics." Fourteen waved his finger at the freshly brewed tea.

The man took a sip of tea, extremely melancholy: "This incident was still a month ago. ”

Luo Chuan, his real name, was originally the queen model of a magazine, and with his excellent insight into picture action, he became the first brother of the magazine.

Until one day, he suddenly noticed that there was a patch of acne on his face, and for models, the face is the housekeeping skill of eating.

He searched the hospital and asked several dermatologists, but all of them said it was a simple skin allergy. At first, he thought so, but later, once his skin was exposed to the air, it was like a small insect that could only be seen under a microscope, and it hurt terribly. Even he felt that the air had a disgusting smell.

Later, he had no choice but to give up his job, and he kept himself in a vacuum at home, breathing on an oxygen cylinder.

After all, he is a human being, and living in this situation, Luo Chuan's body was soon overdrawn, and he was once thin into a bamboo pole, and he couldn't reduce the development of skin ulcers.

It was a friend who introduced him and said: On the 233rd, there is a big guy who specializes in events that cannot be explained by science, as long as you give her a small benefit, she will solve any difficulties you have.

Fourteen roughly understood the reason before and after, the tea in front of her that had not been moved for a long time had been cold, and she glanced at Xiaohua and said, "Change the tea." ”

Xiaohua was listening to it with relish, pouting: Old monster, I really treat the master as a miscellaneous worker! But he just obeyed the orders without arguing.

"I'm afraid you're cursed by someone with a heart." Fourteen could see at a glance that the sore on his face was cursed by the curse he had received from him.

"Cursed?" Luo Chuan was puzzled, who would curse himself with such an insidious way?