Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Altar of the Picture Scroll!

The fat man was lying on the sofa panting heavily, sweating profusely, Su Bai was sitting behind Ying Ying'er's desk, with his feet on the table, Ying Ying'er brought Su Bai sake, and after pouring it for Su Bai, Shi Shiran went down and changed into casual clothes and walked out again. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"Are you tired?" asked Su Bai.

"I'm not tired, I'm having fun. Ying Ying'er replied.

"Two perverts. The fat man muttered from the couch.

"You like the feeling of taking someone else's life into your own hands?" asked Su Bai.

Ying Ying'er nodded, "Because this can bring me great satisfaction, and at the same time, controlling the string in people's hearts makes me feel a great sense of accomplishment." ”

Su Bai picked up the wine glass, saluted with Ying Ying'er, and drank it, to be honest, Su Bai doesn't like sake very much, he still likes stronger liquor, but Su Bai usually doesn't have the habit of drinking, it seems that except for cigarettes, he doesn't have any other bad habits.

"What about you, are you still tired lately?"

"I'm fine. Su Bai waved his hand, and then said, "I've served you twice, and I haven't paid yet." ”

"You do it, don't need money. Ying Ying'er said.

"I still have a few cars in my garage, and I'll have someone drive one over to you tomorrow. "Anyway, Su Bai has been working as a fortune boy for a while now, and now there are a few luxury cars in the garage that also need to be dealt with, and the Poussin he is driving now is still given to Su Bai by Chu Zhao.

"Do you want to support me?" Yingying sat directly on Su Bai's lap, her body was very soft, with a faint fragrance, the picture did not look yinmi, but it made people feel very comfortable.

"I'm about to become a poor bastard, and I have a son, what about you, I can't afford to support you. ”

"It's okay, I can raise you. Ying Ying'er lay on Su Bai's side, and one hand kept pointing on Su Bai's chest.

That sounds really moving. Su Bai gently patted Ying Ying'er on the back, "It's not early, I have to go back to cook for my son." ”

Ying Ying'er stood up from Su Bai very interestingly, and said coquettishly: "You know, sometimes your ability to destroy the atmosphere is really annoying. ”

"I'm sorry. Su Bai bowed slightly, and then walked to the sofa, the fat man had come to his senses at this time, but with a smile on his face, he looked really enjoying it.

"Not dead?"

"Nonsense. The fat man replied.

"Then let's go, you have to go in tomorrow. Su Bai reminded.

"I really felt like I had just come out, I escaped death once, and suddenly I felt like my whole world was clear. ”

"Well, then you continue to stay here and make spring, I'll go first. ”

"Don't, send me back. ”

"Not on the way. ”

"Then I'll go to your house for a meal, by the way, don't tell me that your villa in Shanghai is also a gift. ”

"Not yet, but soon. Su Bai said.

"Nacheng, let's go, I want to try your craft too. ”

Su Bai and the fat man took the elevator directly to the underground parking lot, the car drove out and got on the road, the fat man was looking for music next to him, but found that there was nothing else to listen to in the car except the radio, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

"I said, you don't really have to be so decisive, even if you really want to be the perfect dad. ”

"I don't believe you can't afford to drive a luxury car or live in a luxury house if you want to, so don't talk this to me here. Su Bai retorted unceremoniously.

Yes, with the ability of a fat man, making money and getting a better life is definitely not a problem, but he doesn't, in fact, many of the listeners Su Bai knows are also living quite simply.

"Gotta get it, you're right, you're right. The fat man put one hand outside the car window, felt the strength and touch of the wind rushing quickly from his palm, and suddenly asked: "Ah Bai, I forgot, what is the speed of this hand when you put it outside, you can feel like pinching a woman's chest?"

Su Bai didn't intend to answer this very low-level question, however, the next moment, he suddenly felt a tight pain in his chest, and slammed on the brakes to stop the car to the right.

The fat man's hand hit a restaurant sign directly on the side of the road, and he immediately gasped, and was just about to scold, but he saw Su Bai lying on the steering wheel in pain.

"Came to the mission notice?" The fat man looked at his somewhat red and swollen hands, and knew that this matter could not be investigated, how painful it was when he came to the story world mission notice, and the fat man himself had experienced it many times.

After waiting for a while, Su Bai finally regained his strength, and then took out his mobile phone.

Sure enough, the private message on the "kongbu66" public WeChat account came.

"There are still 3 days left before entering the mission world. ”

3 days.

"And I'm not in the same story world. The fat man said with some disappointment.

"You think so, I killed you in the story world?" asked Su Bai rhetorically.

"Damn, you're so determined. ”

"You cheated me last time, and I haven't settled accounts with you yet. Su Bai said, "Anyway, the next time I have the opportunity to enter the story world with you, I won't do anything else, I'll kill you first." ”

"............" fat man.

"This notice is brief. Su Bai coughed, "I told the time, and I didn't say anything else." ”

"Maybe if you are told in advance about this story world, it will affect the interest of this story world. The fat man guessed.

"Let him be. Su Bai put his phone in the car drawer and restarted the car, "I'll send you back, I'm not in the mood to cook today." ”

"Hmm. The fat man understood.

When Su Bai sent the fat man back to the hotel and drove back by himself, he found that the little guy was playing with Jixiang in the flower garden in front of the villa, and the little guy was going to catch Jixiang's tail.

Su Bai got out of the car and also walked into the flower garden, and the little guy happily crawled to Su Bai for a hug.

Picking up the little guy, Su Bai obviously felt that the little guy was indeed much heavier than before, or a lot more porcelain.

"No matter how fat you get, your dad won't be able to hold you. Su Bai reached out and rubbed lightly on the little guy's nose, and the little guy's little hand grabbed Su Bai's fingers.

Ji Xiang looked at Su Bai, and then jumped on the table on the flower garden, there was an open picture scroll on the table, and Ji Xiang's paw dotted on the picture scroll, signaling Su Bai to come over.

Su Bai walked over with the little guy in his arms, at this time the picture scroll is a golden field, a harvest and a festive scene, this painting will keep changing, this Su Bai knows, but Su Bai doesn't know what Jixiang has been studying this for, could it be that this cat changed his career to become an archaeologist?

"Meow!"

Ji Xiang shouted at the scroll, which was very long, and seemed to carry a special rhythm and tone.

Immediately afterward, in the middle of the picture, the golden waves of wheat begin to disappear, a barren landscape begins to appear, and a rudimentary altar made entirely of stone slowly emerges.

Su Bai's eyes narrowed slightly, this scene was quite interesting.

Jixiang jumped in front of Su Bai, and the cat's paws shook in front of Su Bai.

Su Bai spread out his palm, and Jixiang used his cat's paw to scratch a hole in Su Bai's palm, and the blood began to flow out slowly, and then Jixiang retreated to the edge of the scroll and used his paw to point on the altar of the scroll.

The little guy saw that Su Bai was bleeding, and he covered his eyes and didn't dare to look.

Su Bai gently coaxed the little guy, then walked to the scroll and put his palm on it.

After a while, he removed his palm, and Su Bai found that the altar had turned blood-red, and soon, the blood-red color began to slowly disappear, and finally, on the altar in the picture scroll, Su Bai's figure appeared.

Su Bai was sitting cross-legged on the altar with his eyes closed.

Is this, another self?

The next moment, Su Bai suddenly felt that his vision was confused, and the scenery in front of him overlapped with the scenery in the other direction, as if he had two completely different perspectives at once.

Su Bai closed his eyes, then calmed his mood and opened his eyes again,

Then he saw a barren field in front of him, littered with scattered bones, and he was standing on top of an altar.

Raise your head, it's a gray sky,

This scene is very desolate and monotonous.

A piece of my consciousness has entered the scene of the picture scroll?

So, here, what can be the benefits?

This is what Su Bai wants to know the most, the monk pursues this thing, many people are pursuing this thing, if this thing is just for people to look at comic books, Su Bai doesn't believe that monks and those powerful listeners will be so boring.

This painting must have a very attractive effect.

Su Bai's gaze sank slightly, and he saw that on the altar under his feet, there were some very clear patterns, these patterns were very complex and mysterious, Su Bai had a hunch, this thing was related to his own bloodline, maybe it was blood magic!

No one could understand Su Bai's thirst for blood magic, and he immediately crouched down and began to observe the patterns intently, while constantly studying and feeling in his heart.

Time, at this time, seems to have lost its meaning, here, Su Bai has forgotten time, forgotten hunger, forgot cold and warm, and is completely immersed in it and cannot extricate himself.

"Bang la la ............"

The sky suddenly rained heavily, the heavy rain became more and more exaggerated, and the last very terrible water column crashed down directly, directly hitting the altar where Su Bai was, Su Bai's whole person was overturned, and this consciousness dissipated.

"Buzz!"

Su Bai opened his eyes suddenly, and found that it was already late at night, and the little guy was standing on the table, and a glass of water had just been overturned by him, wetting the scroll.

If it weren't for the little guy splashing water and wetting the picture scroll, Su Bai didn't know how long he would have been addicted to the scene just now.

He jerked his head up and saw that he was standing on the balcony on the second floor at this time, looking at his auspiciousness with the same coldness. (To be continued.) )