"What books are you flipping?"

Ma Shangfeng was slapped away, rubbed the back of his hand aggrievedly, and saw He Cheng flip his hand, take out the book and become curious again.

This "life-saving benefactor" who manages rice has too much magic in him.

In Xiaohui's words, the ability is too high to see through, and it is both good and evil, and too good and evil.

"The legend of the grass house? Could it be that the master is also here? Ma Shangfeng stared at the book.

"What?"

Xiaohui put down the juice and stretched out his head to read the book in He Cheng's hand.

"This is really the master's handwriting! Do you know the master? ”

"Grass House Layman? Didn't know"

The legend of the Caolu monk was collected by the immortal sect where the human demon was located, and the handwriting of Zhang Susu's younger brother was also collected.

If what the two said is correct, they came from the Tang Dynasty.

He can travel into the horror movie world and become a zombie as a living person, and it is not difficult to accept the crossing that spans thousands of years.

"I don't know how you have my master's handwriting? And there is also a spell cast by my master on it, which can keep the paper from rotting for thousands of years! ”

"You are people from a thousand years ago, and this book is certainly handed down from a thousand years ago, and it is written that the end of your trip is written"

"Have we found the master, have we eliminated the ghost king?"

Xiaohui asked anxiously, not suspicious.

He Cheng slowly recited, "In the twenty years of Zhenguan, my apprentice and official Ma Shangfeng opened the gate of heaven by mistake and entered the world of confusion in order to chase and kill the ghost king of Dongying. I have written all my experiences and experiences in the biography of the Caolu monks, and I wrote this book just to prove to future generations that I am not crazy about the Caolu monks. ”

"We killed the Dongying Ghost King?"

Xiaohui and Ma Shangfeng hugged each other excitedly.

Only He Cheng's eyes focused on the word "god corpse", he read this book a few decades ago, and he was not interested in understanding the story of more than 1,300 years, but now it is different.

The surrender of the grass house to the ghost king of Dongying is obviously in modern times.

Who is the séance corpse that day? No matter how you look at it, it looks like himself.

Own ending was written thousands of years ago? It's not right to say this, it should be that the ancients traveled to the modern era and brought the ending of the modern era back to a thousand years ago to write a book, and the book spent a thousand years before the modern ending appeared, and it first came into the hands of He Cheng.

He Cheng once again took out a thick stack of biographies of the Caolu monks, detailing the experiences of the Caolu residents, crossing over to meet ** filming, and then entering the mental hospital, and meeting a female ghost that night.

"Red?"

He took a closer look and realized that Yan Hong had a conflict with the Caolu Layman, who trapped Yan Hong with his whole body mana, but he had also become an ordinary person, and he could only recover after seven days and seven nights.

Later, he turned into a puppy through a small charm spell, escaped from a mental hospital, followed up with a female doctor's home, helped her beat away her stalker boyfriend, and learned about the magic of this world.

People can fly in the sky in the belly of an iron bird, and dive in an iron bucket to avoid water, which is comparable to avoiding water droplets.

The small box can contain people's souls to force them to perform programs, and everyone has the ability to transmit sound for thousands of miles.

Meals such as milk steak and so on, tasted good.

After seven days and seven nights, his mana recovered, and the Dongying Ghost King also appeared to snatch and force the marriage, and to kill the three Caolu monks.

At the critical moment, the three-headed and six-armed divine corpse descended from the sky and joined forces with Caolu to kill the Dongying Ghost King.

Regarding how to open the gate of heaven and return, but only use a brushstroke, in the words of the grass house layman, "The chaotic world is too dangerous, and opening the gate of heaven is already disobedient to the way of heaven, and you should not make a mistake again"

He did not believe that this was a thousand years later, but he was convinced that it was a world of confusion, and that the world of flowers and flowers in Buddhism was a world completely different from the world in which he lived.

"Open the Gate of Heaven and Return to the Tang Dynasty"

He Cheng closed the book, whether the god corpse is him or not, it must be him this time!

Although the world full of demons is dangerous, there is also a chance to improve, but in modern times, Zhong Kui is like a mountain pressing down, and there is no chance of promotion, and waiting for the gods to return in the future is waiting for death.

He didn't want to do anything for the dead.

It is easy to understand that the whereabouts of the god corpse written in the book are unknown, if He Cheng really succeeds in crossing, he will definitely hide and make a fortune in a muffled voice, and it will never be possible to intersect with the Caolu monks again.

"Brother, is it written how am I?"

Ma Shangfeng is also in a hurry, this is equivalent to watching spoilers, he travels to a thousand years later, looking at his life a thousand years ago.

"This is the legend of the Caolu layman, and I haven't seen the legend of Ma Shangfeng"

He Cheng was about to shake his head and sighed lightly.

Raising his hand, there is an extra book in his hand, on which is written the biography of Ma Shangfeng!

"I swore just now that when I go back, I will write down all the experiences of my life." Ma Shangfeng smirked.

"Quick, show me!" Ma Shangfeng snatched the book and flipped through it gently.

"Why is it all blank paper?"

"Here are a few lines!" Xiaohui opened the first page.

It reads, "Although Ma Shangfeng succeeded in eliminating ghosts, he committed the crime of defrauding the king, and apologized for his crime in the grass house by the river." ”

"I'm dead!" Ma Shangfeng's eyes widened.

The tall man was drained of his strength, and fell on the chair with soft steps, his eyes were blank, his face was pale, and his mouth was trembling.

"Forget it, I don't want to know what will happen to me in the future" Xiaohui waved his hand again and again, knowing that his fate was not good, it was better to die in a daze than to know when to die.

After Ma Shangfeng's fuss, the meal ended.

It's a good way to spoil yourself with a book, but He Cheng knows that books can span thousands of years, and he hasn't been prompted until now, obviously this method doesn't apply to him, otherwise he will be like Ma Shangfeng, and immediately get what was a thousand years ago.

There are four possibilities for not being reminded.

One, the god corpse is not him, and he has not succeeded in crossing.

Second, whether the god corpse is him or not, he appeared as a god corpse, and returned to the Tang Dynasty after opening the gate of heaven, but he died in that world full of gods and demons, and he couldn't deliver the news.

Third, the unknown whereabouts does not mean that he returned to the Tang Dynasty, but it is possible that he went to another time, or the world. There are so many movie worlds, maybe you will encounter an alien spaceship to write a story of a zombie captain and conquering the galaxy.

Fourth, it didn't take him a thousand years to become the strongest in this world, and he didn't need to spoil himself at all, just ascend to the throne step by step.

"Where are we going?"

The two regarded He Cheng as their backbone.

Ma Shangfeng on the side kept holding the book, and muttered like a demon, "You must escape, you must escape, you must not let yourself kill yourself!" ”

Ma Shangfeng's biography has not changed a word, and it is written in black and white that he killed himself by the river.

"You're not looking for a grass house? I'll take you to him."

"Really? Thanks a lot! Thanks a lot! Xiaohui thanked him.

The taxi stopped in front of the Aoyama Psychiatric Hospital, and the two people, who had changed into modern clothes, got off the bus with backpacks on their backs.

"Brother, aren't you going with us?" Xiaohui asked.

Ma Shangfeng naturally still held the book, trying in vain to change the ending.

"I still have something to do, you go in and look for the female doctor you called, and when you find it, tell her that you are a disciple of the Caolu monk, and she should help you find a master."

"Thank you!"

Watching the taxi go away, Xiaohui shook his head and sighed, "What a good person!" ”

The taxi stopped after driving a hundred meters, watching the two walk into the Qingshan Mental Hospital, He Cheng raised his hand, and a crow flapped its wings and flew into the air.

"It seems that the grass house monk has turned into a puppy and followed"

Ten minutes later, the long-legged female doctor drove Xiaohui and the two away in a sports car.

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