The little apprentice was beaten by the master and screamed again and again. And I couldn't help but laugh. These two people are obviously not cultivators, and they don't know what illegal things they are doing. However, the IQ of these two people seems to be very problematic.

I forced my laughter and didn't want to laugh out loud. However, the more you endure this kind of thing, the more you can't help it. I felt my face swell for a while, and finally I opened my mouth and couldn't help but laugh.

However, I didn't hear a sound. I laughed, but I didn't.

Startled, I reached out to touch my own throat. However, I couldn't move my hand either.

It was then that I realized that my limbs were stiff and I couldn't move.

I was horrified and wondered what was going on. However, I couldn't even move my head. Not to mention asking Wushuang.

She shouldn't be much better off than I am, though.

I was puzzled for a while: With my current strength, someone can actually imprison me? How strong is the other side? But the two people in front of them obviously don't know Taoism. Could it be that there is a master hidden in the shadows?

Thinking of this, I secretly complained: Wushuang and I only care about tracking down others, but we don't want the praying mantis to catch cicadas, and the yellow finch is behind. As a result, he fell on the road without warning.

My heart was filled with sorrow. Lying quietly among the corpses.

A few minutes later. The man finally got tired. He stopped, panting and a little proudly said, "Master beat you, are you convinced?" ”

The little apprentice resignedly said, "Yes, of course I do." It is only natural for the master to beat the apprentice. ”

The man snorted and said, "Shit." How can anyone be beaten and still convinced? I'm telling you, you were beaten by me, you can not be convinced. But. You can only endure it, who made me your master? If you want to get angry, take in the apprentice yourself. However, even if you become a master, if I want to beat you, I will not miss it. ”

The little apprentice responded again and again: "Understood, understood." ”

The man seemed to have some vicissitudes and said, "We are the ones chosen by the gods." If you want to get benefits, you must become an immortal as soon as possible. You just work honestly. Well done. The gods naturally give you benefits. Do you understand? ”

The little apprentice was resigned: "Understood, understood." ”

I lay in the dark, confused: "What do you mean?" They work for the gods? It doesn't make sense, most of the immortals have been sealed in the fairy world. There are only a handful of people left, and they shouldn't be able to do such a thing. Could it be that there are still hidden immortals in the world? ”

Immediately after, I was relieved. These two people don't know any Taoism at all, and they haven't seen much of the world. It is very likely that he met some mountain spirit and ghost, and then became a fairy.

I was thinking about it when I heard the man say, "Move these bodies aside." Let's go and give an account to the gods tonight. ”

The little apprentice agreed. Then I heard the two of them moving things.

After a while, these two men came to me. At this time, I realized that both of them wore the crown of their heads, which looked like they were absent from work.

The advantage of this type of light is that it can illuminate without affecting the work of the hands.

Through the light of the two of them, I suddenly noticed that the middle-aged man was a little familiar.

This guy is clearly a distant relative of my mother's mouth.

My heart sank: "This kid really has a problem." ”

Then I saw the two of them pick up a corpse. The corpse was still on the side.

This corpse is very familiar, it is my own.

Then, I felt lifted. At this time, I realized that the mat under the corpse had been lifted. The back of the mat is painted with some intricate patterns in blood. Presumably, these patterns have a similar effect to the Dao symbols. It is because of them. I can't move.

I saw a half-cut brick platform beneath the mat. Under the table, there are recesses with white paper figures underneath. There is a series of intricate patterns drawn on it in blood.

I suddenly understood what was going on. Wushuang and I didn't have time to check, so we lay down on the table. After a long time, the soul was imprisoned by the pattern on the back of the mat. Then, trapped inside the paper figure.

I felt it carefully, and now my arms and legs were stiff and I couldn't move. It seems that I am really in the paper figure.

Subsequently, I was taken out and loaded onto a tricycle.

There are a lot of paper figures on this car. Old or young, beautiful or ugly. Without exception, there are blood-colored patterns painted on it. And I, just one of them.

The blood curse on the paper figure is very powerful. I don't feel their souls at all. You can only see a little hazy shadow through the naked eye. Maybe in their eyes, I'm like that.

After a few minutes, the tricycle shuddered, and then ran off the road.

With the tricycle bumping up and down. We, the paper figures, also bumped up and down. We stumbled into each other. Then, I saw Mushuang.

Although the paper figure was ugly, I recognized her at a glance.

I don't know what her expression is. However, since she is also here, it is not a bad thing.

As the tricycle jolted, I couldn't help but bounce up and fall. First on Mushuang's arm, then on the head. And then later. I was buried.

I don't know how long it took. The tricycle finally stopped.

Then we were moved down and taken one by one to a basement.

At this time, I found that the little apprentice was gone. Only my distant relative remained.

It occurred to me that the little apprentice might have been ordered to bury our corpses.

I was a little melancholy, and I had no choice but to think that I didn't know what my body would look like after it was dug out of the mud. What if it breaks?

I thought all the way to a room. My distant relative walked quickly to the front and said to one of the people in the chair, "Master, I have sent the paper figures." ”

The master of a distant relative is a woman with tattoos. She spat out a smoke ring, enveloping my distant relative's head in smoke.

My relative was obviously not a good smoker and choked on coughing all the time.

The tattooed woman snorted and said, "Yesterday the fairy rewarded me with a pill." It is said that after eating it, he will live a long life. This cigarette came out of my lungs, and it had no medicinal effect. But it's up to you to make it. ”

As soon as he said this, my relative immediately stopped coughing. Began to gulp down the puff of cigarette. It's shameful.

The tattooed woman waved her hand and said, "Don't rub it off. Hand them over to me. ”

The relative hesitated, "Master, can you let me meet the immortals too?" ”

The tattooed woman looked at him disdainfully: "You? Just because you want to see the gods too? ”

The relative said tentatively: "I got these paper figurines after all." Although it was a spell drawn by the old fairy himself, I moved it here and again. There is no merit and hard work. You see......"

The tattooed woman sneered: "You got the paper man?" Who knows? The gods only know that I send him paper figures every day. ”

Then, with a wave of her hand, she kept grabbing our little minions and following the tattooed girl forward.

She took two steps, then suddenly turned around and said, "Don't be unconvinced. Who made you join late? Who made me Master? ”

Then, she walked away without looking back.

The entrance to the basement is not too big. But I walked for a long time and didn't come to the end. Suddenly it dawned on me that we were probably in the sewers.

I couldn't help but be a little worried. I guess I won't meet the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles in a while. The old fairy in their mouths, is it a mouse?

These ridiculous ideas were quickly driven away by me. My attention returned to the situation around me.

I found out that the sewers were just passages. We were taken to a closed room. This room is huge. And it was just dug up in recent years.

There are rows of shelves inside, and on the shelves are paper figures. We were put on the line.

One of those little minions was a little bolder and asked, "Sister Cat." Where are the gods? ”

Sister Mao smacked her lips in dissatisfaction and said, "Immortals, the dragon sees the head but not the tail." How can you easily see it? Let's just wait here quietly. After a while, his old man appeared, and if he was in a good mood, he might reward us with a pill to try. ”

Those minions all patted their asses and said, "The reward is also the reward for you, Sister Cat." We, ah, are blessed enough to smell it. ”