Chapter Eighty-Three: The Fragile Little Girl
In the banquet hall of King's Landing Hotel, Brother Biao's birthday banquet is in full swing. And in the back garden of the King's Landing Hotel, Bai Ji, a disciple of Shentu Bei, was sealing his hands at this time, a black mist floating on his forehead, and he was chanting words in his mouth.
As the black fog floated up, the prison painting only felt that the surroundings suddenly quieted down, and the insects and birds all disappeared in an instant, and a yin wind blew from the southeast.
When he looked up, he saw two black shadows flying from the southeast. They do not walk normally like ordinary people, but like a grasshopper, about two meters high when they rise, leap one step at a time, and fly forward. He was fast, so fast that he couldn't see what he looked like with the naked eye. But the blood of the earth immortals painted in the prison opened her perspective, and she could see things in the distance or fast-moving clearly. The two corpses were obviously retouched, and their appearance looked like ordinary people, except that their faces were a little pale and their movements were slightly stiff. But both the bouncing power and the strength of the limbs are beyond the range of ordinary people, and it looks a little terrifying from a distance.
"Boom!" The two bodies fell to the ground with a bang, their feet slamming into the garden's flower beds, splashing a lot of dirt.
Bai Ji shook his fingers proudly, controlled the two corpses to bend down, bowed to him and the prison painting, and then looked at the prison painting proudly and asked, "How is it?" Do you want them to carry you around in a circle? ”
Prison Painting shook his head and said, "No, I'm afraid they'll throw me down." ”
Bai Ji had the idea of playing tricks on the prison painting, and controlled one of the corpses to kneel at the foot of the prison painting and said: "Don't be afraid, I deal with them every day, and their strength is absolutely no problem carrying you on your back." ”
Prison Painting Heart: Okay, you're a bogey, it's okay to carry me? I'd like to see how strong this corpse puppet really is.
"Well, if he can't carry me, you'll have to carry me." The prison painting pouted, looking very reluctant. In Baiji's opinion, this is Chiguoguo's coquettishness, which makes him particularly useful. Touching the gold-rimmed glasses, Bai Ji smiled evilly: "Of course you can." ”
The prison painting was wearing a dress today, and it was inconvenient to straddle it, so he sat on the shoulders of the tall corpse puppet with his legs together, patted the corpse puppet's head and said, "Little girl, stand up!" ”
Bai Ji was not afraid at all when he saw the prison painting, and he was also a little surprised in his heart. But he didn't think too much about it, he still drove the corpse puppet to stand up, and did not forget to confess to the prison painting: "I will let him raise his hand and hold it for you, you hold it tighter." ”
With that, the corpse puppet's right arm lifted upwards and bent in front of the prison frame, like a handrail on a roller coaster.
Baiji's idea is to let this corpse puppet run around with the prison painting, scaring the prison painting into discoloration, and then he can take the opportunity to heroically save the beauty. However, when he put his two hands lightly on the corpse puppet's arm, he heard a "click", and the corpse puppet's right arm hung down and drooped on the right side of the body, as if it had been dislocated.
Bai Ji was shocked. Others don't know, but he knows it very well in his heart. He only had two corpse golems, so he spent a lot of effort on these two corpse golems. After the corpse is refined into a corpse puppet, the original stiff joints will be lubricated by the corpse's remaining body fluids, and the movement is no different from that of a normal person. And his two corpse puppets were injected with true qi into the joints during refining. Once True Qi is added, this corpse puppet can be controlled as freely as he wants, and it is extremely tenacious, surpassing the strength of ordinary thirty corpse golems. His cultivation is still shallow, and his true qi is very valuable, so it was not easy to refine these two strengthened versions of the corpse puppet, how could he suddenly lose his strength?
Of course, he would not have linked the condition of the corpse puppet's right arm to the prison painting. At this time, although he was puzzled, he did not step forward to check it for the sake of face, and once again exerted his strength to make the corpse puppet raise his right arm.
This time there was no incident, and the prison painting grabbed the corpse golem's right arm. Bai Ji drove the corpse puppet to stand up, and was about to take a step forward, but the corpse puppet suddenly knelt on the ground and made a loud "plop" sound.
"Yikes!" The prison painting patted his chest and pretended to exclaim, "Baiji, what's the matter with your corpse puppet?" Could it be that I'm too heavy for him to carry? ”
This is undoubtedly a slap in the face. Prison painting such a thin woman, his corpse puppet can't carry it, so what he said before has not become bragging? Baiji was both suspicious and unwilling in his heart, and once again exerted his strength to drive the corpse puppet to stand up.
This time, the corpse golem did stand up, but it stood staggeringly, as if it was going to fall at any moment.
Bai Ji felt that the condition of the corpse golem was wrong, and tried to make the corpse golem walk forward. The corpse golem's steps were like stepping into a deep mire, and each step was heavy. After only five steps, the corpse golem stepped on the ground with its front legs, and the bones of its calves poked out directly from its knees, as if its body was under unbearable pressure.
This time Bai Ji was finally shocked. He jumped up to the corpse puppet in three steps and two steps, and before he had time to care about the prison painting, he checked the corpse up and down. During this examination, he found that the joints of the entire lower body of the corpse puppet were misaligned and damaged, especially the leg poked out of the bone, which could not be used normally. But just now, he was still controlling this corpse puppet to leap all the way from 500 meters away, and there was nothing abnormal when he landed! When did this happen?
"Oops, your corpse puppet is falling apart! Why do you sit so unattended? Pretending to be afraid, he climbed off the puppet's shoulder. Bai Ji glanced at the prison painting suspiciously, although he had some doubts in his heart, he still didn't believe that this would be the hands and feet of such a weak woman as the prison painting.
But he thought about it and couldn't figure it out. His corpse puppet has been transformed, and its hardness and strength are very considerable, not to mention a person's weight, even if a car crashes into it, there will be no problem. But if you sit in prison like this, why will it fall apart?
Seeing that Bai Ji was puzzled, the prison painting was slandered on the side: Call you to brag and brag about it!
She had just exerted a little force the moment she touched the arm, and the golem's arm hung down because it couldn't bear it. Later, she directly put pressure on the corpse golem's shoulder, and only then did she increase it to one percent, and the corpse golem's leg bones were damaged because they couldn't bear it. Such a thing can still be taken out and bragged at? It's funny!
"Ahem...... Prison girl, my corpse puppet seems to have been tampered with. I don't know who did it, but when I find out, I'll definitely make him look good afterwards. Now why don't you try another one? With that, Bai Ji walked over to the other corpse puppet, looked it up and down to make sure there was no problem, and then made it kneel.
He damaged a corpse puppet at this time, although his heart hurt, but he always felt that this matter had nothing to do with prison painting, plus he had boasted a lot before, and now he really didn't want to lose his face.
He was very happy, but he pretended to be displeased, pouted and complained, "I don't want to sit." People just sit down and fall apart, making it seem like they are heavy. ”
"How so? It's this corpse puppet's own problem, and I don't blame you. "Baiji's attempt to paint in prison has not been realized, where is he willing to give up? So he didn't care about the scattered corpse puppet, and tried his best to persuade the prison painting to sit on the shoulder of another corpse puppet.
Prison Painting Heart: Still sitting? I can't cry if I want you to cry later!
In order to show sympathy, she smiled at Baiji, lifted the hem of her skirt and sat on the shoulder of the corpse puppet who knelt on one knee, only to hear the continuous "click" sound, the corpse puppet seemed to have suffered a huge car accident, and the bones on the entire body were poked out of the joints, and there was no intact place in the whole body, which looked extremely miserable.
Standing up, he opened his hands regretfully, and said helplessly: "Look at it, I'll just say it!" Am I too heavy? ”
When Bai Ji saw it, his eyes turned red. He pointed at the prison painting, his eyes glared angrily, and yelled at the prison painting: "You, you, you...... It's you! It's you! What did you do to my corpse golem? ”
Prison Painting opened his big innocent eyes and blinked: "If you let me sit on his shoulder, I will sit." He didn't sit down himself, do you blame me? As she spoke, she got down from the corpse puppet that had been completely scrapped, and gently put her left hand on the corpse puppet's head, and saw that the corpse puppet's entire body was suddenly paralyzed to the ground, out of shape, looking like an extremely tragic car accident scene.
"Oops! I'm sorry, I'll just give him a light pat, and he won't be able to. Looks like your little girl really isn't very sturdy. Hey? Did you just promise me that if he couldn't carry me, you would have to carry me! Do you want to walk one? ”
Walk one? Let's go, sister! The corpse puppet's sturdy body and such powerful strength were all wasted by her, if he came to carry it, wouldn't it be that the bones would be gone? Something is wrong with this woman! Something is wrong!
"You did it on purpose!" Bai Ji roared angrily. "You deliberately tricked me by going to the back garden with me and asking me to summon corpse golems just to destroy them! What do you want? ”
Prison Painting waved his index finger and raised the corners of his mouth at him: "Don't wronged me, you yourself want to bring me here, and insist that I sit on your corpse puppet." Didn't your master teach you not to talk to strangers when you go out? ”
Looking at the beautiful and incomprehensible smile of the prison painting, Bai Ji completely lost his appreciation of it, and his mind was full of pictures of the puppet sitting on the corpse that had just been painted in prison. This woman is so scary!
Bai Ji, who realized it later, instantly felt a chill in his back, staggered back two steps, and didn't have time to feel sorry for his two damaged corpse puppets, turned around and ran towards the hall, running all the way to the prison painting and shouting: "You wait for me!" When my master comes, let's see if you can laugh! ”
"I'll wait, don't let me down." The prison painting responded gently, and with a flick of his hand, the two corpse puppets were picked up by an invisible force and hung on the circular arch at the entrance of the garden, and the picture was very terrifying. However, Baiji, who was full of fear and fled in the wilderness, did not see this scene. He was stumbling through the hall and fleeing towards the box where Shen Tubei and Brother Biao were.