Chapter 58: The Soul of the Pen
"Pop" the pink little hand pressed against the cheeks of the penalty, and the crisp sound made the penis suddenly wake up from the confusion of consciousness, and looked at the face that was almost against his forehead with a panicked look. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
I don't know when I have floated in front of the yang marrow, holding the face of the yang marrow with both hands, and said with a smile, "You said that you would take me to the world, is that a lie?"
Yang Pi was stunned for a moment, and forgot to answer. Those turquoise eyes were almost the same color as the rippling blue waves in his spiritual realm, and those clear eyes were dry and free of any impurities.
The ghost rune slowly seeped out from the place where the palm of the sound transmission had touched the cheek of the yang pith, but the yang marrow was unaware. The ghost rune slowly climbed up the face and neck of the yang marrow, and he gradually lost his mind and fell into the sound of the sound of the Tao of the green eyes completely unconscious.
Fenance was slightly surprised, that little girl was so handy at using the ghost rune technique, she was really a very talented undead.
With such a powerful partner by his side, he suddenly felt at ease, but at the same time, his uneasiness did not diminish at all, he didn't know if Yang Pi could control the other four revenants, especially the nobleman. That aristocrat was no ordinary aristocrat.
Just as the last character of the entire ghost rune drilled into the ears of the yang marrow, Yin Chuan Youdao slowly withdrew his hand, turned his head and spoke to the other undead, "Why do you want to ban the use of his spiritual realm?"
Fallow and Wright were asked by the sound of the sound of the righteous gaze, so they had to turn their gaze to Tsukimori. Yue Sheng didn't dodge at all, he didn't feel anything wrong, and said coldly, "This is the decision of the underworld, you don't need to ask! ”
"Aren't you partners?" said in amazement, "You're cheating on him!"
"You're wrong, that's a white lie!. Yuesheng spoke again and stunned Fernans and Wright, the nobleman's tone was like that of a human.
"A white lie?" "Yin Chuan Youdao thought it was ridiculous, and the Yang Pi probably didn't know that his soul had been cursed with the cruelest of all kinds.
"Hypocritical undead, Farolet, you just want to return to the world through the penalty, and so do I, and you have no choice but to tell the truth! By the way, Mr. Fernans, I beg you in my capacity to keep it a secret from the penalty! He doesn't need to know. Knowing is just a matter of trouble. "Yuesheng reprimanded the undead like a teacher.
Fernans sighed helplessly in the depths of his soul, Yang Marrow This child would have such an encounter, and all the dead souls in the underworld could not control their own destiny, because of the existence of the book of life and death.
Yang Marrow didn't know the conversation of Yuesheng and the others at this moment, because the sound transmission had a way to temporarily freeze everything in him with ghost runes, and the Dharma Body, Mind, Consciousness, and Soul made him look at a certain point like a wooden sculpture.
Yin Chuan Youdao looked at the yang marrow and suddenly felt that the other party was very pitiful, this was another poor undead who had been deceived and used by the underworld, with no fate and no future. But I still have to be deceived again by this group of self-righteous people on the grounds of "white lies", maybe I shouldn't have succumbed to Yuesheng, maybe I should have been nice to him. Yin Chuan Youdao thought so.
The biggest reason why she agreed to follow the yang marrow back to the world was because of Yuesheng, that handsome guy! The nobleman's words deeply shook and frightened her spirit, but at this time she wanted to know why the spirits chose this soul.
"You can undo the spell on him now!" Tsukimori said.
"You cast a seal on him?" said Falo, looking at Youdao in surprise.
"Yes, it's a technique, but it's not a sealing technique, I'm just compressing his time, our time is constant, so he's not being sealed now, but just hasn't caught up with our time yet!" Youdao explained, his hands clasped together and snapped, and the yang marrow came back to his senses from a state of distraction.
"What are you staring at me?" asked Impatiently, a little embarrassed by Wright and the others.
Seeing this, Falo hurriedly answered, "You idiot, you know that you are in a daze all day long, and you don't have any consciousness at all!"
In front of the other undead, Yang Mian still wanted to save face, and said, "Enlightenment!
Fallow was choked by the impotence and was speechless, so he had to refrain from responding.
Yue Sheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, Yang Pi seemed to have forgotten the memory of schizophrenia and chaos again, but this is the best! Yang Pi only needs to honestly follow the instructions of the underworld, and returning to the human world is his most important goal.
It's time to deliver everything, and Fernans has finally made up his mind that it's time for him to exit the stage of time, also for the sake of Falow and Wright. The wishes of these two of his students will be fulfilled by me, an incompetent teacher!
"Yang marrow!" Fernans shouted the name of the yang marrow, and then said solemnly, "You must keep in mind what the old man says next, it is related to all your actions in the world. ”
Hearing Fernans's serious tone, all the undead also listened quietly.
"There are three things you need to prepare to return to the world!" said Fernans.
"What three things?" said Yang Ji impatiently.
"Yang marrow, don't interject, listen to the old man. Fallow reprimanded.
"This is the book of life and death, and I have delivered it to you before!"
Yang Pi subconsciously touched the fire raccoon cloth bag on his chest and nodded.
"This book of life and death is a symbol of the human authority, and it is very important, so you must take care of it. The only person who can open the book of life and death is the head of a city, but the writing of the book of life and death requires the way of being a clerk. Fernans shifted his gaze to the voice of the Tao.
Yin Chuan Youdao said, "Yes sir, although I know a little about the book of life and death, there is still one thing that is not clear, please give me advice!"
"But it doesn't hurt to say it!"
"Is the mystery of the writing of the book of life and death consistent with the literature of life and death, I have only seen the imitation book of life and death in the library of the underworld Huanyang Wanshulou before, and I have read some precautions about the writing of the book of life and death, but I have no real experience in writing the book of life and death!"
"Youdao, the book of life and death is a certificate of life and death that records the reincarnation of human undead, which can be regarded as a sign of survival, as a secretary, as long as you respect the living soul, I believe you will do well!" After Fernans finished speaking, he took out a rectangular brocade box from his sleeve and handed it to Youdao's hand.
Youdao carefully took the brocade box, and the moment she opened it, she could hardly believe her eyes, there was actually a brush inside.
"Sir, I would never dare to accept such a valuable gift!"
Yang Pi stretched out his head for some reason, in his eyes it was just a broken brush that was so old that it was a little oil-stained, he couldn't see why, he actually pinched it with the fingers of his two hands and said, "It's very ordinary, it looks like a cultural relic in the Museum of Ancient History of Mankind." ”
Yin Chuan Youdao glanced at him fiercely, snatched the brush, and put the brush in the box with extreme care. She is an undead who has been writing ghost runes for many years, but she has never seen such a precious brush so far, this hair is made of the tail hair of the Huashi Demon Ape Clan, and the pen barrel is made of the backbone of the dragon bone of the legendary Huashi monster, but the most difficult thing is that this pen stores the spiritual essence of all users.
This kind of transmission and handover is a kind of ritual passed on from generation to generation, and it is also the sustenance of the soul. There has always been a legend in the world of the undead, according to legend, the soul of the soul who has written the ghost rune to the highest level will fall into the realm of madness and selflessness, which is a kind of happiness beyond the soul!
The sound is said to be a way, the green eyes are more moist by the seemingly rough brush, the eyelashes tremble slightly, and she seems to be able to feel the sorrow and hope of every soul who gives this pen magic.
"Thank you, Mr. Fenance, I will definitely use this pen well, and use my soul to write life and death spells wholeheartedly!"
"Old man, you're too partial, feminine!" Fallow teased, smacking his lips.
"Falow, this is difficult, the old man only has this pen. Fernans smiled.
Fallow stuck out his tongue and said, "Old man, I'm just kidding, how could I grab a broken pen with that little girl." Not to mention, that thing has other souls mixed in, and I'm so scared that I can't sleep at night!" said Fallow with a teased laugh at the sound.
There is a way to get rare treasures, how can there be kung fu to deal with Faluo. I couldn't put it down and held the pen barrel, and a few subtle fireworks sounds came out of the pen barrel.
Yang watched as the pen barrel changed from black to black and white strip pattern, and from time to time a black crystal ball fell out, and the small ball was suspended around the pen barrel and rotated counterclockwise.
"What's that?" Yang Pi found the granular balls, stretched out his fingers, and the moment his fingertips touched the particles, he "whirred", and the smoke of the ink-like skull pattern whistled on his face.
Suddenly flashed, lowered his head, the ink-like skeleton was like a puff of gunsmoke, spun around the sky in midair, and then slowly landed around the pen, and the curling green smoke instantly condensed into a granular sphere again!
At the same time, Yang Mian also heard the chant of Fenance like a song, "The pen is like a soul possessed, a stroke of life, a stroke of death, the pen falls to life and death in an instant, life and death, endless, and ......endless."
The sound is obsessed, and he mutters out the sentence in obsession, "It's the soul of the pen." ”