Chapter 8: The Old Taoist

Fang Mo felt as if he was drilling in a cornfield, but he couldn't find a way out, and he couldn't discern the direction, so he could only look around in confusion.

"Who, who's going to save me..."

"Wife..."

At first, he could still keep his heart, but after a while, there was a sudden panic in his heart, and then he shouted loudly, but it was useless, not only was it useless, but the fog around him was getting heavier and heavier.

Lost your soul?

A word suddenly came to him.

"But, when I got home, I was fine, I can't—" At this he paused abruptly, for he heard a warm voice, which was there with a constant cry, as if to pull him out.

"Great, it's Daddy's voice!" Fang Mo followed the voice, one foot deep and one foot shallow, but as soon as he took two steps, he saw a terrifying shadow appear in front of him, staring at him with a red gaze.

Shadow, who suddenly spoke, first smiled suspiciously, and then said coldly: "Don't you feel very uncomfortable?" Do you still remember, once five years ago, I carried you back, at that time, you actually wanted to struggle, hehehe, this time, I see how you run! ”

The voice suddenly became louder, and then, the gray figure suddenly became clear.

Standing in front of Fang Mo, a little kid of one meter and eight or nine, it was like a mountain, he stared at the little dot below with a terrifying red gaze, and an extremely bright red tongue stretched out of his mouth.

Suck!

This "man" was dressed in old clothes, with a long tongue, ragged clothes, red eyes, and something constantly falling from his mouth.

"You, who are you?" Fang Mo felt a little flustered, and said, "Let me tell you, my father is nearby, and my wife will be here soon, so don't ask for yourself." ”

Thinking of his father and wife, his heart settled down a lot.

He recognized it, in the sand pit a few days ago, it was the owner of these eyes, who once pressed him and didn't let him look up, but fortunately an illusory red figure appeared at the end and said an indifferent "roll", and he was relieved.

But now, the red figure is gone, and only he is left.

"Huh, she? She's still over there! ”

Crunch crunch...

He slowly crouched down and pointed in one direction, "She's looking for your soul over there that I hooked, but she won't find it, because..."

Speaking of this, the flesh and blood on his face fell one by one, and on his broken cheeks, a terrible mouth, one by one: "Because, I have laid a small thing there, although I can't do anything to her, but it's enough for her to not find anything." ”

"As for now..."

"It's time for you, little one, to go where you need to go." After he finished speaking, he stretched out his sleeves, and a cold and fierce wind suddenly began to sweep away.

Fang Mo only felt that his whole body was uncontrollable, and he was approaching there, he began to panic in his heart, and a not very good feeling appeared in his heart, as if as long as he moved, he would be swallowed by the thing in front of him.

"Why, why did you arrest me?!" But he is still unwilling, even if it is death, he must die to understand: "Even if you want my life, you should give a reason, right?" ”

At this point, he couldn't care about anything else, even if he died now, but he at least had to know why.

The tall figure paused abruptly, with a pair of blood-red and terrifying eyes, staring at Fang Modao gloomily: "Why? Hehe, you actually asked me why, in the previous life, the grievances between the two of us, but it's not over yet, don't think that reincarnation can be counted! ”

"Do you think that after you are reincarnated, you will be able to escape my pursuit? I can only say that you think too beautifully. ”

His emotions suddenly became excited: "If it weren't for you at the beginning, how could I end up like this?" It's a pity that you've forgotten all about it now, so it's just enough for you to burp without knowing it. ”

Whew...

The wind was even more violent.

Fang Mo wanted to say more, but he felt that bursts of yellow sand were covering up, making his mouth and nose blocked, and he couldn't say a word, that feeling was very uncomfortable.

"Are you speechless? That's right! He suddenly laughed, "It's just to keep you from dying, come on, let me see if you will struggle in pain before you die!" ”

"Ed..." Fang Mo's neck, as if choked by a pair of big hands, wanting to breathe has become a luxury, he was unwilling, staring at the shadow in front of him, no matter how he thought, he couldn't think of the identity of the other party.

He's going to die.

The power was disappearing from his body, and a terrible sense of detachment was raging in him.

"No, I can't die!" Fang Mo's eyes widened suddenly, wanting to resist, but he was very powerless, "I can't die, I definitely can't die, I still have a wife, and a father!" ”

"Isn't it painful?" He stood there, laughing, and his voice was terrible: "That's right, do you remember the pain you inflicted on me? It seems that you have forgotten, but it doesn't matter, as long as I remember. ”

His gaze, red, was filled with a terrible thrill of revenge.

Fang Mo felt like he was going to die, and soon he was going to disappear into this world.

"Taiyi saves the suffering Tianzun!"

A Taoist horn sounded, and then a Taoist priest wearing a tattered Taoist robe came from the depths of the cornfield, and after seeing the scene here, he smiled slightly: "Entanglement in the past life, why do you need to continue in this life?" You take revenge on him, he takes revenge on you, is it possible, this is your fate? ”

The old Taoist priest's smile was very peaceful, Fang Mo would never forget it, and it was also at this time that he felt his neck loosen, and then the strength returned to his body.

"Lived, survived?"

He blinked, his small body quickly approached the old Taoist, and before and after coming to the old Taoist, he instantly hid behind the old Taoist, secretly poked his head out, and looked at the figure in front of him.

"Who are you?! Why do you want to do it to me? The man clenched his palms fiercely, and suddenly found that the little figure in his hand was gone, and he roared frantically: "You are a Taoist priest who has not yet completed the Tao, and you dare to take care of my affairs?" ”

The old Taoist priest in a tattered Taoist robe shook his head and smiled: "Why is the donor reluctant to let go? Wouldn't it be wonderful if we could be reincarnated like this? With the entanglement of the two of you, you may become brothers in life and death, why can't you let go? ”

"Let go?!" The man seemed to be stimulated by something, and suddenly rushed here: "You actually let me go?" Do you know how badly he hurt me in the first place? ”

"Taiyi Demon Suppression!"

The old Taoist priest stretched out his hand gently, and the man could no longer move, he took out the dust, patted it slightly, and said: "The donor is very angry, I think he has killed a lot of people, and the old Taoist can't keep you." ”

As he spoke, he unfurled the dust in his hand, and in an instant, the golden light shrouded the man in it.

"Why?!"

"I'm not convinced!"

"Why, after he kills me, he can still be reincarnated, I want revenge, but I will always be blocked?! I'm not convinced, this sky! The man looked up to the sky and roared, and his body was suddenly covered with black gas.

Fang Mo saw that the old Taoist's hand trembled suddenly.

"Well, then, I'll let you know." As soon as the old Taoist priest collected the dust, he pressed his hand on the man's head, and in an instant, all kinds of pictures appeared in front of him, and the man's face became more and more painful, and finally he closed his eyes.

The old Taoist priest gently withdrew the dust, pinned it to his waist, turned around, and said to Fang Mo: "Go back, he won't pester you anymore from now on." Don't let your father worry too much. ”