Oops? Didn't you say that it was a memory? How can this say that if you turn your face, you will turn your face?

Originally, Zhang Fanyang thought that this was just a phantom and did not plan to hide.

But it wasn't until a gust of fishy wind blew in his face and his sharp claws cut through his clothes that he realized that this time it was a real monster.

Fortunately, the rune paper was still there just now, and this Fanyang narrowly avoided the palm of his heart, and threw the rune paper on the face of the "aunt" with his backhand.

After a shrill scream and a sneer of burning flesh, Grandma's body changed, revealing a gray-haired mouse face.

The big mouse touched the charred fur, the blood-red mouse eyes narrowed, and said viciously to Zhang Fanyang: "Rabbit cub, not only stalking the deity but also hurting my face, the deity must eat you alive today!" ”

Zhang Fanyang was already frightened. Although I used to have some family basic education for gods, demons and monsters, it was the first time I really encountered demons.

I used to hear my aunt and grandmother say that rats are gray immortals in the Northeast, and they can cultivate the Tao in human form for no less than a hundred years......

If I had known that this short and thin man was not a human at all, I would have taken a good look at the chapter on demon control first, and I would have been able to struggle a little!

Although Zhang Fanyang's heart was turbulent, he didn't forget to bluff in his mouth: "Aren't you just a rat essence, what a cow!" I'm ...... The sixty-fourth generation of closed disciples of the Maoshan Sect! That talisman just now just gave you a lesson, if you insist on coming nonsense again, don't blame this Taoist master for recruiting a thunderbolt to kill you bastard! ”

As he spoke, he quickly pulled out a piece of talisman paper and waved his hand at the rat spirit.

The rat spirit was stunned by his tiger, and subconsciously scurried back a distance of four or five meters.

Seeing this, Zhang Fanyang threw the rune paper, forgot to even read the mantra, and had already turned around and sprinkled it.

When the rat spirit reacted, Zhang Fanyang had already disappeared in the thick fog. Angry, he raised his head to the sky and roared, his body lay on the ground, and chased after him on all fours.

Zhang Fanyang has perfected his parkour skills for most of the past half a year, but his physical mortal body is not worth a hundred years of cultivation.

In less than three minutes, he was pressed under the claws of the rat, and his sharp nails pierced into the flesh of his back one by one, causing Zhang Fanyang to twitch for a while.

The rat spirit brought its pointed mouth close to Zhang Fanyang, and its slender tongue left a wet mark on his neck.

"Little cub, tell me, why are you following the deity? After thinking about it, it's up to you whether to keep a whole corpse or be slowly torn to pieces by me! ”

Hearing him ask, Zhang Fanyang judged that he should not have seen the scene he had seen before.

Since the relationship with his aunt and grandmother has not been exposed, he can rest assured that he is bold nonsense. As long as they are not used as bait, the adoptive parents can live safely.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fanyang deliberately struggled hard, and scolded in his mouth: "It is my Dao Sect's obligation to eliminate demons and defend the Dao, how can I stand by when I see such a monster Daoist like you!"

Don't be complacent, don't be complacent, this Daoist is unwell today and is not in good shape to let you have the upper hand, you have the ability to let go of me, and wait for this Daoist to clean up your mess when he is in good spirits! ”

Hearing this, the rat spirit pressed Zhang Fanyang's writhing body tightly, and sneered: "The little cub is not capable, and his mouth is quite hard." Seeing that your ears are quite big, the taste should be good, so it's better to let the deity appetize first! ”

The sound of grinding his teeth was getting closer and closer, and the hairs on Zhang Fanyang's whole body exploded.

But no matter how much I struggled, I couldn't stop the voice from getting closer.

Just when he began to fantasize about his life without ears, the rat spirit suddenly stopped his movements and asked vigilantly, "Who?" ”

Zhang Fanyang said in his heart what kind of wind this rat essence smoked, and just wanted to sarcastically say a few words to him, but there was a casual chuckle in his ears.

The sound seemed to contain all kinds of voices of men, women, and children, high and low, far and near, and people could hear their hairs stand on end, and their whole bodies were tight.

The rat spirit had already ignored Zhang Fanyang on the ground, pulled out the claws inserted in his shoulder, the hair on his back stood up, and a pair of small eyes turned vigilantly.

Seeing that the rat spirit was not interested in himself, Zhang Fanyang arched his body upward, and said cheaply: "Hey, I said that if you don't move, can you move your butt?" You're still addicted, aren't you! ”

As soon as he heard Zhang Fanyang's voice, he jumped to the ground and gritted his teeth and returned: "Shut up, little cub!" If you want to die, don't drag down the deity! ”

Zhang Fanyang didn't take his words, and got up from the ground with a shoulder pain.

But seeing that the rat spirit was facing away from him, only paying attention to the direction of the thick fog, his mind moved, and he took out a few yellow talismans from his arms and threw them at his back.

At this time, the spirit of the rat spirit is highly tense, and the sensory cells of the whole body are running at high speed.

Of course, Zhang Fanyang's small movements did not evade his defense system, and a turning claw tore the yellow talisman that had reached his eyes, and his blood-red eyes showed a hint of murderous intent: "Little rabbit cub, if you want to die, the deity will fulfill you!" ”

He raised his claws and leaped to his feet, but his movements stopped in mid-air.

Zhang Fanyang originally raised his hand to block it, but he didn't wait for the rat spirit to make the next move.

He cautiously lowered his arm, and saw that the claws of the rat spirit were less than half an inch away from him, but there was only a piece of iron green cabbage left on his originally fierce and abnormal face.

Bean-sized beads of sweat kept pouring out of his forehead, dripping, pouring out, dripping again, but he didn't dare to make any big moves.

Zhang Fanyang slowly moved his body and rubbed against the side of the rat spirit, and when he saw his state clearly, his sweat instantly covered his forehead.

I saw that from the thick white mist behind the mouse spirit, countless blue-white arms stretched out.

The arms were large and small, long and short, but each had a half-inch-long nail.

At this time, those arms were like sharp swords, piercing deep into the back of the rat spirit, and some of the palms of some hands had already sunk into his flesh, firmly holding him in mid-air.

Zhang Fanyang was so frightened by this scene that his back tightened, but when he thought of the wound on his shoulder, he couldn't help but show a gloating expression, and said in his heart that this is probably called the current world newspaper.

But the corners of his mouth had not yet reached the root of his ears, and he felt as if something was gently scratching himself at the back of his neck, and he shivered, and looked back hard, and was suddenly choked in his throat by the many arms that were also stretched out behind him.

"Phew, the present newspaper."

A voice squeezed out between his teeth came from beside him.

Zhang Fanyang squinted at the rat spirit that was still hanging in mid-air, and squeezed him out of his teeth: "At least it's better than you flying hedgehog!" ”

As soon as these stubborn words fell, the arms that were still scratching slowly and aimlessly finally locked onto the target, and they all raised their sharp claws and stabbed in the direction of Zhang Fanyang.

"Rub,! You're yin me! ”

Zhang Fanyang shouted and ran again, and did not forget to greet the eighteenth generation of the ancestor of the mouse spirit while running.

The white mist behind him followed like a shadow, and countless arms were accompanied by a weird laugh of "giggling", which frightened Zhang Fan ** and didn't dare to stop.

Just when he thought he was going to run until he died, his feet suddenly emptied, and the last sentence that echoed in his mind was: yes, this time the calf is completely finished.

When Zhang Fanyang woke up again, he found that there was a big red and attractive apple in front of him.

The protests in the Five Organs Temple made him grab the apple and swallow it without even thinking about it.

It wasn't until more than half of the bite that I remembered that I should get up from the ground first.

After gobbling down one, Zhang Fanyang began to look around for the next target again.

Only then did he find himself standing under a large apple tree, under which were scattered with many branches and apples. Next to it is a cliff that is seven or eight meters high.

Seeing the steep appearance of the cliff, Zhang Fanyang was really scared for a long time. Quickly bowed to this life-saving tree, picked up a few apples and stuffed them into his pocket.

Zhang Fanyang took a few steps in the opposite direction of the cliff and looked at the cliff, only to see that the cliff was still full of fog, but he couldn't float into the cliff for half a minute, and countless armors scratched an invisible wall, making a sharp sound of nails scraping the blackboard.

Zhang Fanyang swallowed his saliva, completely dispelled the idea of climbing the cliff, and chose the opposite direction and walked all the way.