"I'll go to your uncle's! You didn't run in the dark, and you dared to call me!"

An angry scolding came directly from behind the night, which was enough to see how angry Chuncao was at what had just tricked him.

"That's all a trivial matter, don't you just beat me up, this thing is talking for a while, hurry up, you won't have trouble with money, right? What a windfall!"

"Hmm, what's that?" said Haruka, skeptically.

Looking at the unhurried spring grass in the dark night, he roared directly at him: "Soul Suppression Wood! ”

"Shout early!"

As soon as Chuncao heard that it was this thing, it was still a thousand years, and he jumped up in a flash, and ran towards him in a hurry.

At first glance, it was indeed a soul-calming tree, the whole tree was crooked, there were few leaves, the trunk was pitch black, gloomy as ink, thick enough! It was definitely impossible to run for a thousand years, but the whole tree was ignited by the miserable green fire, the flames were steaming, and the heat wave hit people.

Chuncao looked at the anxious expression beside the dark night, and said to him, "What's the matter?"

Chuncao is a little anxious, he is also a poor ghost, he is stronger than Yi Lai, and he is not much stronger, and a little spare money is spent on the library of the Necromancer Association, looking at how this big treasure tree can also be sold for tens of thousands of gold coins, then for him Chuncao, it is definitely a foreign meat!

The dark night looked at the spring grass with a flush on his anxious face, his eyes widened and he pointed at himself and said, "You ask me? If I can solve it, why am I calling you to do it!"

Chuncao also scratched his head a little, looked at the dark night and said: "This barren mountain and wild mountains, where can I find an ice mage, who put this dark fire?

Seeing Chuncao say this, I suddenly felt a sudden feeling in my heart, this fire seemed to be set by him and Tina in the illusory village, and they couldn't be blamed for it, the whole village could be lit by the brothel and the stall.

It is estimated that the brothel was transformed by the ghost with this soul wood, and the stall may be the soul wood leaf, who knows about this! If you know that the brothel is actually such a treasure tree, you can't be the arsonist at night if you kill him, but you can't regret anything at this time.

This thousand-year-old soul suppression tree, even in the night, can't be valued, he has never seen it at all, with his vision, at most, it is all seen in the necromancer association in the town, and there is no such precious thing there.

The night is honest, looking at the spring grass that is staring at the thousand-year-old soul wood burning and jumping straight to the feet, not a word, it's better to keep a low profile at this time, if the spring grass finds out that he did it himself, this is a beating today, the new hatred and the old hatred together are definitely not able to run, he always said that others are pig teammates, and this time he is also a complete pig.

The two of them roasted the fire all night beside this miserable green "torch", until they saw the tree turn into charred ash all over the ground before they came back to their senses, it can be said that this "bonfire party" is a bit extravagant.

Chuncao looked at the dark night and walked towards the still smoking charcoal ash and said, "Why are you going?"

The dark night picked up a broken branch stick next to him, walked to the charcoal ash and pulled it, and there were endless debris of soul-calming wood in the wind, and a burst of miserable green flames sparked him, which scared him away.

The night took a broken stick and stabbed it on the huge charcoal ash, until it poked out a hard object, and then there was a burst of ecstasy, and he didn't care about the miserable green sparks above, and copied it directly in his hand, which was a burst of grinning and laughter.

"What's that?"

Laughing madly in the night, when I heard this question, I was a little carried away, and I forgot that there was a spring grass next to it!

"Nothing!" said the night, throwing the black thing into the soot.

But at this time, it was too late, if Chuncao believed that he would have a ghost in the night, he didn't care about the heat, he bent down to pick it up, and when he saw that it was okay, he directly copied the black pimple, and didn't show it to him at all, and said to him: "Go find it yourself, this piece is mine, you want to grab it, I will fight with you!"

Chuncao glared at the night, copied the broken wooden branch in his hand, and pulled it directly on the charcoal ash, and after half a day, he also turned out a black pimple, picked it up and looked at it, stared at the night and said, "You belong to a dog, how do you know that there is such a thing?"

The dark night then rummaged on the ground, and he didn't look up intently, and said to Chuncao: "Who am I? Any treasure can be turned out for him, this is the tumor of the thousand-year-old soul suppression wood, why don't you also need 1,800 gold coins for this piece, don't look small, it's the essence of the thousand-year-old condensation!"

Chuncao is not ambiguous, and he is crazy when he sees the gold coins he picked up for nothing, just this one, absolutely like the night said, there is no one in the sewer who wants to take away a hundred gold coins, two people have plucked the feathers, and filtered the carbon ash directly, and one person turned out as many as four or five pieces, which is enough to see the abundance of harvest, and completely offset the depressed mood of the extravagant "bonfire party".

"What are you two doing? That fat guy is cramping!"

A weak crisp sound came into the ears of the dark night and spring grass that were still filtering the baby, and the two of them looked back and saw that the cramping "corpse" of Tina sitting on the ground was not Gary Eugene, the fat body with a big belly that could not see the tiptoes, who was it!

The dark night instantly ran to the side of this Gary Eugene, the ghost fire between his eyes jumped, let go of his perception, only then did he understand what was going on, and after breathing a sigh of relief, he said to the sick Tina who didn't know when he woke up: "It's okay! I can't die, it's just that the soul has been out of the body for a long time, I'll just stuff him back and put it together later." ”

The night looked at Tina and said, "How are you?"

Tina shook her head with a wry smile, glanced at Gally Eugene in front of her, and said to the night: "Stronger than him, but you can go!"

Hei Ye nodded to show that he understood, knowing that her soul had not been hit by that powerful ghost crack, but she was also not lightly injured, and it was estimated that she would have to raise it for at least ten days and half a month.

Chuncao kicked twice in front of Gallie Eugene's chubby body, looked at the night and said, "What about this fat man?"

The night stared at the big belly of Gally Eugene who fell to the ground and swayed like water waves, and was speechless for a while, and said to Chuncao: "Give me his soul, I'll try!"

Chuncao took out Gallie Eugene's remnant soul and handed it to the night, watched him stuff the remnant soul ball into Gally Eugene's comatose body, and put the soul together and said: "Even if you can wake up, it is estimated that you will have to lie in bed for 180 days, and you will have to bear the pain of soul tearing every hour, this sin is not pleasant!"

"It's better to be alive than dead! Bear some pain, just bear some pain, just lose weight!"

Chuncao watched the night play this soul splicing trick on the side, it was a mouthful, I don't know whether to admire the craftsmanship of the night, or to admire Gallie Eugene is not dead like this.

"This demon contract is not very bad sometimes!"

Listening to Chuncao's words in the dark night, I pouted a little, but I didn't squeak, this thing is terrifying, but it's behind, the demons are all exquisite, saying that they want you to die three watches, but they don't accept it in advance, but when the time comes, they won't leave you for a second.

The night spliced the soul of Gally Eugene in the body, and he was tired of his steps, this work was definitely not easy, not worse than the soothing soul of Chuncao, he himself was a little weak because of the bloodletting and the red-clothed ghost, and when he stood up, his body was a little trance.

The night looked at Tina and Haruka and said, "Where are you two going?"

Chuncao looked up at the night, a little confused, and said, "Of course, go south, go back to the academy! Where else can I go?"

The dark night held Chuncao, shook his head there, and said to him: "It's just right, this dead fat man is estimated to not wake up for a while, he will be handed over to you, I can rest assured!"

Chuncao is suspicious, what do you mean by leaving it to the two of us, you want to be lazy at night?

"Where are you going? This fat man is so fat! I'm a mage, how can this little body be lifted back, and I'm lazy, isn't it?"

Laugh helplessly in the night, he's lazy!

This fat man can only live for half a year, and the ancient demon is a debt collector of death, if he doesn't sacrifice Simbed's soul at that time, wait for this dead fat man to follow the dead.

Simbed didn't know where he had gone, and at this time, he didn't go to wipe his ass with Gallie Eugene, who would? I can't say anything about it, killing a student of the academy, how can I explain this if it is transmitted back to the academy?

Dark Night took out a crumpled piece of paper from his bosom, shook it in front of Haruka and Tina's eyes, and said to them, "I've paid you both!

Gary Eugene used my treasure map with the same handwriting and drawing to find a necromantic core, and I had a box of surprises marked on it, how could I not go and see it, wouldn't I?

Chuncao took the broken stick in his hand and whipped it at the night, and scolded him angrily: "You just admit money!"

The dark night took the broken oil-paper umbrella pole in his hand, and made a block towards the broken wooden stick that he drawn, laughed and ran out, and said to Chuncao: "Trouble you two! Count me as I owe you two a favor in the night, and when this Gary Eugene wakes up, I will ask him for the salary, and just say what I said! Relying on the family background of this dead fat tyrant, I will definitely repay you both." ”

"You are so leisurely!" Chuncao felt that he was definitely not going for the treasure map in the dark, but he didn't know what it was for, so he could only say this, which can be regarded as a blessing!

He waved his hand at him without replying in the dark night, and sang an unknown scripture, this "scripture" Chuncao has never heard of it, and he didn't understand a word, although his voice is broken, but the rhythm of this scripture still feels good!

A thousand years of practice and a thousand years of loneliness

In the dead of night, someone could hear me crying

......

Can I do another dance for you?

Just for that review of your parting moments

You see the clothes are fluttering, the clothes are fluttering

For a long time, it has been reduced to nothingness

You see the clothes are fluttering, the clothes are fluttering

For a long time, it has been reduced to nothingness

.............

Chuncao felt very charming, and shouted towards the distant night: "What kind of ancient scripture is this?

"Haha~~ The abyss white fox demon sings the Book of Poetry!"

The night didn't know why such an equally broken song popped up at this moment in his broken memory, but he just wanted to sing, and it felt very appropriate!

"You should be so careful! My man don't die in this deep mountain and old forest for money, then I will be widowed at a young age!"

Holding his broken oil-paper umbrella in the dark night, singing this residual song, when he heard Tina's voice behind him, he stumbled directly, and almost choked to death by his own saliva!

And Chuncao's eyes widened even more, looking at the "gentleman" Tina who was sitting paralyzed in front of her, her jaw was shocked, there is a story here! It seems that the way back will never be lonely because of the gossip.......

(I originally wanted to write the night as Ning Caichen, but I don't know how to write it as Yan Chixia!)

Otherwise, the ghost wouldn't have wasted so much pen and ink. ）