When it comes to hiding the secret of the Hades level, the prison painting is very glad that his father didn't really send that treasure away. Otherwise, who knows what twists and turns are waiting for her? Big character compositions are generally not concerned with details. The horse boy that should be used should be used, and the pot must not be soft when it should be pushed out, which is called chess. Without this kind of vision and determination, it is difficult to defend one's own country.

Naturally, prison painting did not want to be involved in such an incident. Thinking that the task that Erlang God had given to him had been completed, he felt a sense of relief in his heart.

Next, just focus on dealing with that menopausal god......

Thinking of this, I was in a bad mood again.

Seeing the expression of the prison painting that had changed several times in a short period of time, Xue Yan asked inexplicably, "What's wrong?" ”

"Nothing. I'm just a little worried that the old man didn't complete his first mission, so he won't be implicated. ”

Xue Yan comforted: "Don't worry. The position assigned to the uncle was because he had caught the fleeing ghost before, and he did this task secretly later, and it was not a job on the surface, so it would not have any impact. ”

Prison Painting nodded. Of course she does. She couldn't wait to be affected, and then resigned from her father's inexplicable position, and the governor of the province was worried. In these years, the least likely to make mistakes outside the system, especially the grassroots in the system, should be the most cautious, I heard that those who stuffed red envelopes into ghosts are now strictly investigated, but it is natural for the little ghosts to put away the red envelopes. If you accidentally get caught up in it again, you can find the tail no matter what.

"Xue Yan, you say, a character like the Door God, which one is more difficult to deal with compared to a god?"

Xue Yan thought that the prison painting was about killing the gods, so he thought about it seriously and replied: "In fact, the strength of the single fight, of course, the god is stronger." But there are too few gods in this world, and they don't care about the world, so they rarely meet them. If you do, at most you will die. Comparatively speaking, a high-ranking and powerful figure like the door god is more difficult to deal with. Behind them stood a platform. Being targeted by them, unless you are a god yourself, is an outlaw. ”

You die and die and die, it sounds like the end of the world is better, after all, the question type of you die and I die with God can no longer be said to be a multiple-choice question, and it is a proposition.

But the prison painting provoked two gods. One hasn't been provoked yet, and it is likely that it will be recruited in the future. The other one didn't recruit himself, and someone else came to recruit him. Regardless of whether she is active or passive, her current opponents can be clearly defined as two great gods.

The two propositions are placed in front of him, and he can't die anymore.

Oh, my life!

Leaving the underworld, the prison painting suddenly didn't know where to go. Not long before the new life began, and the plan for the future had not yet taken a few steps, the nightmare came in a hurry.

The car was parked on Wandering Soul Street, and the authorities turned off the street lights because there were no people on this street, adhering to the principle of saving a little is a little. The whole street was dark, and the moon in the sky was very bright.

A person sits in the back of a pickup truck, looking at the moon from afar, and suddenly envies it.

It really ...... It's so idle!

I touched my left side of my chest, and I felt sorry for this soul. Although the memories of the past are gone, the grievances in the bones are always faintly bubbling at critical moments, making people's emotions suddenly collapse when they shouldn't have collapsed.

But now, she didn't know what the collapse was. Even if there is a killing god waiting for her on the road to revenge, a evil god is still staring at her in the direction of her happy life, and there may be a pair of parents who have high hopes for her in some corner of the world who are still looking forward to her after abandoning her for thousands of years......

She too

No more thoughts of collapsing.

People, as long as they live, they can get used to anything. You can face anything.

How inspiring.

Therefore, if a person feels that despair and sadness are worse than death, just put more pressure and pain on him. You don't think you can be miserable anymore, do you? Then I tell you, it can still be more painful!

See, vision and hope suddenly became more elastic.

For example, now, although the prison painting has a little lament about the ill-fated facts, it can still sit leisurely in the car and absorb the essence of moonlight, like a little girl who has just come back from a date with her boyfriend, happily reminiscing about the wonderful taste of love.

What a luxury.

However, prison painting is never a life of enjoyment. For example, this temporary tranquility can easily be broken by some discordant sounds.

"If you have this time, why don't you get down to business?"

In her sea of consciousness, another person's voice sounded.

The second time this happened, the prison painting was much calmer than before. At least this time, the other party did not take advantage of his unpreparedness to directly snatch control of the body.

"I said, can you find a different body to stay? Don't you understand the truth that many people have more power? ”

"So much nonsense, hurry up and find someone for me!"

"No clue! No time! ”

"Bold!"

"It's your fault, I didn't have much courage, but I was scared by you."

"Sophistry!"

"If you threaten me again, I'll destroy this body."

"You dare!"

"I can't do it myself, I can find someone to do it."

"Don't think!"

"I don't care! Anyway, I didn't belong here, and when the time came, I moved directly to the underworld when my body was ruined, and the atmosphere there was more suitable for me. ”

“……”

"Hey, don't you talk?"

“……”

"Don't mind, talk to me. I'd like to talk to someone right now. But it's not suitable for anyone to think about it! Just when you woke up, come on, let's talk about five cents. ”

“……”

"Hey! Are you still there? ”

"No, it won't! Don't play dead! If you don't talk to me, I'll go up the next street and find a car to hit ......."

"You threaten me!"

That's not what I said. What do I threaten you? Take my own body? Hehe...... You don't have to be me, what is there to be afraid of? ”

“……”

"You don't want to pay attention to me? That's it. Anyway, I've had enough of this world, now I'm going to find a car next door to fit in, and I'll hit which car I ......"

Xu is because he lives in the same body, and the mood at this time can be clearly perceived during menopause. She knew better than anyone that although the words of prison painting sounded absurd, the dead silence of the state of mind was very real.

Of course, if she just wants to take possession of the prison painting's body, then now she can stop the prison painting from doing stupid things by fighting to regain control.

However, she didn't.

Because, she can't.

Blocked the first, there will be a second. And her state does not allow her to be sober frequently.

The more important reason is...... She seemed to be inseparable from this body. To be more specific, she can't do without the soul of prison painting. My current state is still too weak. As a result, she can't support a body independently and stably, and even when she is asleep, she has to rely on the soul of the prison painting as a container to ensure her cohesion.

She needs a body, and even more so, a soul. The physique of a spiritual wind cultivator is too rare

It's hard for her to find a container like a prison painting.

As a sojourner in the soul of prison painting, menopause is desperate to find that his emotions are disturbed by prison painting all the time. For example, just now, she was closing her eyes and recuperating her mind, and a strong sense of despair and misanthropy suddenly came to her heart, which woke her up from her deep sleep.

It's really peat unpleasant.

Sending people under the fence...... I really can't say anything threatening.

"Say it."

The words are concise and to the point, but the meaning is very clear. Originally, the prison painting was just taking advantage of the bad mood to provoke the great god in the body, to see if he could make himself more miserable by making himself die, so as to alleviate the current sad mood, but the other party was actually under her nonsensical threat...... Compromised.

"You really like my body!" Prison Painting sighed.

With this awareness, Prison Painting suddenly felt less hopeless, and there was a kind of snickering joy that he had suddenly found the little tail of his most threatening opponent.

Menopause naturally feels the ease of being sucked away from that huge haze. She didn't know the specific idea of prison painting, but she was surprised that a woman's desire to talk could be so strong that she could turn the tide in such a sad situation.

"Do you know Erlang Zhenjun?"

"I don't know."

"Erlang God! Haven't you heard of it? ”

The god was silent for a while, and then asked faintly, "When I was outside, this god probably hadn't come out yet." ”

Prison Painting: "......"

It seems that menopause really doesn't know the number one person of Erlang God. Come to think of it, at that time, the gods ruled the world, and for them, the immortals were all grassroots civil servants, where could they enter the eyes of the gods?

"You hid yourself in a book, does anyone know?"

"Nope."

Prison painting breathed a sigh of relief. From this point, it can be seen that Erlang God does not know about the evil god. Prison paintings are just accidentally involved in the lives of historical figures, but they are not planned to be inserted into historical events. Although the results are very different, emotionally they are different. Imagine that a college student who accidentally chose the wrong major and a college student who was forced to choose a major he didn't like was also not fond of studying, which one is more temperamental?

Yes, no one can blame it now, only bad fate.

"Hey!" The prison painter let out a long sigh and entered the confiding mode. From the fact that his resentful soul was included in the underworld, to being thrown into the Lechuan River when he got married, and then to being killed by Yong and his own family was ruined. and went from selling a house to the sales department without any performance, talking about getting to know Xue Yan to find his father's soul, and then talking about knotting with the killing god and recovering the memory of the green soul. In the end, she described her encounter with herself again, and said that today's adventure was wild. In the end, he doubted the authenticity of his own experiences. There are a lot of stories about this peat, if you want to say that it is a history of sadness, blood and tears, no matter how you look at it, it is kind of fucked-up funny. But if you say it's a comedy, dare to laugh and try it, and the prison painting will turn your face with you in minutes.

During this process, the god of evil remained quiet, as if she had never appeared.

If you are talking on the phone, you may feel that the other party must be asleep. But now the listener lives in his own body, and he can clearly feel the mood of the other person.

Impatience is mixed with a hint of mockery.

This is certainly not the emotion that a good listener should have. But prison painting is very content. Do you think that those who listen to your story and show sympathy and grief are really sympathetic and angry for you? The other party may just be indignant why you haven't finished speaking.

In this way, at least it shows that she really listened.

That's enough.