The little guy is still so white and tender, especially when he saw Su Bai, the little mouth smiled, and his eyes narrowed into a slit, you can see his joy at this time;

He opened his arms, like before, every time he stupidly climbed onto the bed and hugged Su Bai, and then was kicked down by Su Bai, and then he climbed up again to continue, he was always so happy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Su Bai was about to kneel down and hug him, but he immediately crawled backwards.

Su Bai was stunned;

The little guy struggled to stand up with his little hands, and staggered towards Su Bai, he walked very unsteadily, like a drunk, but he still staggered to Su Bai and hugged Su Bai's calf.

Su Bai stretched out his hand to him, he grabbed it, Su Bai used his strength and hugged him into his arms.

The little guy's face kept rubbing affectionately towards Su Bai's chest, obviously thinking about Su Bai.

Su Bai patted the little guy's buttocks, before he was about to kneel down and hug him, it was also a temptation, compared to the little guy's innocence, Su Bai felt that he was a little dirty.

However, Su Bai was also used to it, and here, he didn't dare to trust anyone.

The figure of the old man appeared in the white light,

He looked older than when he met on the fishing boat in the river before, he had told Su Bai before that he was already more than one hundred and twenty years old, at that time Su Bai still thought that he was still in good health, and it would not be a problem to live another one, but now, the gray hair is withered, the description is haggard, and the eyes are cloudy, obviously the time is short.

Su Bai looked at the old man, and the old man also looked at Su Bai.

"You want to follow him?"

The old man looked at the little guy's eyes, there was a rare kind of kindness, before he had absolutely no mercy for Gyatso to the monk and the fat man, and even according to what Lin Zhenying said, he did not show the slightest mercy to this Taoist sect that was originally located in Fulong Mountain, and the unsightly scene of those men and women still being shown on the small pavilion is also a kind of whipping and mockery of this sect for decades.

The little guy looked at the old man, then at Su Bai, and stopped talking, but after a short hesitation, he still clenched Su Bai's collar with both hands, obviously, he wanted to follow Su Bai.

"He will leave you, he is not the ...... of this world" When the old man said this, he paused, then his eyes wandered, he looked at the air, and then let out a sigh, "Your choice is wrong, be with me, I will pass on your mantle, pass on your Taoism, Demon Rule, and pass on your Fulong Cave Heaven and Earth to be your Dharma field,

sometime

If you want to be a demon, you are a demon,

If you want Confucianism and Taoism, it is the Tao,

Isn't that great?"

The little guy shook his head, and apparently, he still refused.

The old man looked at Su Bai, he knew that it was useless to persuade this little guy.

"In the afterlife, where you came from and where you will go from, the old man knows and understands, but he can't say it clearly;

You should also know that he likes you, he wants to follow you, but you can't give him too much time, can you?

The old man can let you go, as long as you leave him here, the old man is tired, the limit is approaching, whether it is a Buddha or a demon, he doesn't want to toss anymore, he just wants to find a successor. ”

Su Bai shook his head, "You know, I'm not a good person. ”

Indeed, Su Bai is not a good person, and more importantly, if this little guy is left here, Su Bai's main quest 2 will be doomed to failure and will be directly wiped out by the horror broadcast.

"You're so selfish to do that. The old man said.

"Yes, I was selfish. Su Bai generously admitted.

"Then I can't let you go. The cloudy color in the old man's eyes suddenly disappeared, revealing a clear color, and then, a fierce aura rose from the old man's body.

The little guy reacted before Su Bai, he opened his mouth and bit the air in front of him a few times.

In the white light, cracks appeared.

The old man's eyes were horrified;

Su Bai stretched out his hand, grabbed the gap, and then tore the white light open.

There was a crisp sound.

Su Bai was still squatting on the ground in the thatched house, the little guy was still in Su Bai's arms, and the picture scroll in front of him had been torn open.

"You'll regret it. The old man in the portrait knocked over his wooden bowl, and then his eyes wandered away from Su Bai and the little guy: "You will regret it." ”

The old man's face had a meaningful smile;

Even Su Bai himself couldn't understand whether the regret that the old man said was referring to himself or the little guy in his arms.

The picture scroll began to burn, and the scene in the picture scroll changed, the old man stood on a high mountain, looking into the distance, which seemed to be the final ending he had arranged for himself.

The scroll burned clean, leaving no trace of dust, and turned into green smoke.

The fat man, the monk, and Gyatso, who had already lost consciousness, all opened their eyes and woke up at this time.

Su Bai stood up, the little guy climbed onto Su Bai's shoulder, sat down with his little buttocks, and grabbed Su Bai's hair with one hand to stabilize his figure.

"I don't want to lie to you, actually, he's right, I'm leaving, and I'll be leaving soon. Su Bai's hand patted the little guy's belly.

The little guy was amused and giggled, and then blew softly into Su Bai's ear.

The monk was still lying on the ground, and when he saw this scene, he was a little relieved and a little powerless, so he just shouted silently:

"Amitabha, Su Bai, saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter. ”

Su Bai looked at the monk and smiled.

..................

Inside the carriage, Gyatso, the fat man, and the monk were all lying inside, and their injuries were not light, and they could even be said to be very serious.

Su Bai drove the carriage, and the little guy sat on the back of the horse, jolting with the horse.

"How long is it until the Demon Den. The fat man asked weakly.

"At the current rate, there are still one and a half to two days. ”

"Then this task is almost complete. "The fat man had a feeling that the nightmare was finally over.

The monk's eyes were heavy, and he shook his head, "Not necessarily, the 30-day mission period is not a few days away now, and it would be too easy for us to end the mission hastily." ”

"Monk, don't you look at what we've all become? The fat man was obviously speechless.

"If Su Bai hadn't ended the shackles of the painting on us with the help of that child, and had used other methods, then the poor monk would have felt that the story should be over, but in such a way as to take us down the mountain, the hardships and tribulations ahead would have become worthless in the smooth sailing at the last moment.

Horror radio is about telling stories, and ending this almost annihilating ordeal with this kind of drama that makes radio listeners feel unbelievable, don't you think?"

"So, monk, do you mean that it will continue to remedy?" said the fat man, a little speechless.

Gyatso opened his eyes at this time and said: "Tang monks and apprentices have just taken away the true scriptures from the Leiyin Temple, and the Buddha and Guanyin have pinched their fingers, they have lost a difficulty, and they will even make up for this difficulty before the Tang monks and apprentices return to the Eastern Tang Dynasty, can't the horror broadcast do this?"

..................

On Fulong Mountain, in the thatched house, curling green smoke gathers from all directions, recondensing a painting, in which the old man is still standing on the cliff, looking at the sky.

In an instant, thunder rolled in the air, and the portrait kept trembling, as if it could not withstand this terrifying power.

The old man stood in the painting, looked at the sky, and said in a deep voice: "You are blaming me for not doing what you tell me to do, are you?"

The thunder still roared, with rage;

Heaven and earth are unkind to all things as dogs, which is probably this kind of artistic conception;

"I really like that kid, I want him to pass on my mantle, hehe, I'm sorry, I went against your will;"

The old man opened his arms, and then roared:

"I'm the only one for the devil and the way of stealing orthodoxy, and I need you girl-like thing to hide behind and point fingers at me?"

"Boom!"

A thunderbolt fell and hit the old man's body, and the old man completely disappeared from laughter.

In the last time Su Bai's story world, the black shopkeeper was very willful and finally let Su Bai and Sophia leave safely, and even took a cigarette handed by Su Bai, and in this story world, the old man forcibly refused the arrangement of the horror broadcast with his own will, which means that the control of the horror broadcast over the awakened NPCs in the story world has been a little out of control.

"Dear listeners and friends, I am very sorry to tell you some bad news, our program needs to be suspended for 3 months due to equipment failure and other reasons, during these 3 months, our program will not be able to accompany you, of course, this time in the middle of a few stories, we will tell the end, to give the audience a wonderful and interesting ending.

I believe that in 3 months, when the broadcast is turned on again, any problems will be dealt with, and there will be no more uncontrollable situations. We will once again adapt the story with the theme of real cases to give to you.

Thank you all for your support, and we will continue to meet here in 3 months. ”

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"Mashed potatoes, mashed potatoes, or mashed potatoes, I said Smith, do you have anything else in this church besides potatoes?" said a bald white man, slapping the spoon on the table.

"Sean, watch your attitude. A blonde young man sitting across from Sean reprimanded his teammates while scooping up mashed potatoes with a spoon and putting them into his mouth, he didn't have any special requests for food.

At this table, there were four Westerners, and an old priest stood at the table, and at this time he said apologetically: "I'm sorry, but now in the church, that's all left." ”

"I think you're secretly hiding it and not giving it to us. Sean snorted.

"Not really, the Lord is watching me from heaven. The old priest said.

"Sean, it's the Qing Dynasty, and it's still decades before the First Opium War, and the conditions for the priests who can come to China to preach are very difficult, and you have to respect them. ”

Sean nodded and sighed, "Mikel, I'm just complaining a little. ”

"Eat. Mikel said to his three companions, "Finish eating, and then figure out how to trigger the main quest." ”

At the feet of these Westerners, there was a package containing the heads of the Eastern listeners they met along the way, and one of their side quests was to kill them. (To be continued.) )