There are a total of nine pictures, each of which draws a strange thing, and its practical "thing" description is not appropriate, because at a glance, you know that it is a living thing, but Wang Yujue does not know whether it is a human or an animal.

In other words, it is a monster that is not human or animal, because half of the body is a human and the other half is an animal.

Shocked, Wang Yujue still firmly believed that the old Taoist priest was testing himself, so he worked overtime overnight to make nine wood carvings according to the map.

Looking at the nine lifelike and weird wood carvings, Wang Yujue remembered the brush again, and at the same time once again had an idea that he shouldn't have.

Use this pen to draw the eyes of the woodcarved pig, and as a result, the woodcarved pig lived, and the woodcarved rooster was painted with eyeballs, and the rooster actually lived.

Pigs and roosters both exist in real life, and it seems understandable that they can be alive, but what if you draw eyes on these nine monsters?

As soon as this thought came to me, it was as if under some kind of magic, and he could no longer control himself, and it became stronger and stronger.

Finally he took out the brush again, dipped it in black paint, hesitated, and spotted one of the kobold monsters.

The whole process, he was very entangled, as if there were two villains fighting in his head, one urged him to hurry up and paint the eyes of the wood carving, and the other repeatedly dissuaded him not to cause trouble.

After finishing the painting, he was also afraid for a while, so he quickly put down the pen, then closed the door of the room and went back to the bedroom.

After another night of sleep, he thought about it again and again, but he still didn't believe that the wooden carving of the dog-headed human body could be resurrected.

At the same time, I was also extremely afraid in my heart, afraid that because of my curiosity, I really created a terrible monster.

Finally staying up until dawn, Wang Yujue pushed open the door of the woodcarving room with curiosity and apprehension, and after his eyes swept around the room, his scalp suddenly exploded.

The dog-headed human body wood carving that had been painted by himself was really gone.

Then he saw a window that had been shattered again.

Fear exploded in his mind like a bomb, and he repeated the phrase in his mouth: It's alive! It's alive!

After that, strange things began to appear in the village that the chickens raised by the family did not know what was sucking their blood.

Although most of the villagers thought that some fierce beast ran down from the mountain at first, Wang Yujue was worried that this matter was related to the dog-headed human wood carving that was eyeballed by himself.

In those days, he was worried day and night, and when he sat at home two hours ago and was called by someone sent by the village chief, he knew that what he feared had happened.

This is exactly what the saying is: what you are afraid of.

He knew that this was not a trivial matter and that he must not let others know, so at first he lied and wanted to fool the past.

As for how the Minotaur turned into a body that mysteriously disappeared after a car accident, he really didn't know - it was involved in a murder, and Wang Yujue didn't dare to hide it anymore.

After listening to his words, everyone present was stunned, and there were three words in everyone's eyes - disbelief.

"What you say, why do I sound like chatting!"

"What kind of chatter - I sound like the Romance of the Gods."

Several policemen didn't believe it, and raised their voices to reprimand Wang Yujue.

But I didn't have the heart to listen to what they said, and all my energy was used to make up for Wang Yujue's description of the Taoist priest who asked for food-what kind of person was he? Could it be the same person as the Taoist priest who asked his cousin to go to the Yellow River to catch a three-legged golden toad, and asked Han Qihua's family of three to have their daughter-in-law's first child and give birth to a son?

If so, then this man is certainly not a man, but a devil.

The questioning was fruitless, but the police still took Wang Yujue away, and I think it was difficult for him to explain clearly.

It was already a.m. when I went to bed, and I was sleeping soundly, when I felt someone gently touch my face.

You don't need to open your eyes to know that it must be Wang Manyu.

I didn't expect that the usually behaving Si Sven Wen Xiao Nizi would take advantage of me while I was sleeping, we are gentlemen, how can we change from passive to active! So, I reached out and touched it.

Who knew that after touching it a few times, he touched a pair of rough big hands.

That's not right! I have touched Wang Manyu's hand, it is fine white and soft, it definitely does not feel like this - this is not Wang Manyu's hand.

I opened my eyes suddenly, and I saw my cousin Song Xiaojie's long face.

He was looking at me with a lewd expression. Wang Manyu stood behind him, looking at me with a shy face.

"Cousin, why don't you even let me go? We're cousins! ”

I kicked him in the stomach.

"Fuck off! Why are you touching my face? ”

"Wake you up! Cousin! ”

"Uh-what's the matter?"

"Cripple Li went to find Old Man Hu, it seems that he was pecked to death by a black dog by a black rooster, and it seems that he is going to fight."

These words instantly made me sleepy, and I sat up directly.

"What do you say?"

The cousin repeated it again.

"Let's go! Let's take a look. ”

The three of them ran to the east of the village in one go, and there were already a lot of people watching the excitement outside the courtyard of Old Man Hu, Li Cripple was standing in the yard, and Old Man Hu was standing at the door of the house, and the two looked at each other angrily, as if they were really ready to fight.

The smell of gunpowder in the courtyard became stronger and stronger, and the onlookers only cared about the onlookers, looking like they were not too big to see the excitement.

The competition began, but the scene was a big surprise.

I saw that the two of them each took out a white candle from their pockets, and then quickly lit it, each holding it in their hands, the two candles were emitting green smoke, and the two of them stared, looking at the green smoke coming out of the candle in their hands, and there were words in their mouths.

In the next second, two wisps of green smoke slowly swayed, each of them transformed into two villains, and then scuffled together, it really seemed like a science fiction movie.

Li Cripple and Old Man Hu puffed out their cheeks, and then blew towards the candle they were holding, and the more they blew, the more fierce the two villains transformed into green smoke became, and the more intense the scuffle scene became.

When he saw that there was about to be a bigger show, he suddenly walked out of Old Man Hu's small thatched hut and looked at a girl who was only eighty-nine years old.

The girl is very delicate, and she should be the granddaughter of Hu mentioned by the neighbors of Yunmen Village before.

When the girl saw the two old men fighting, she pinched her waist with both hands and looked at Old Man Hu: "Xiao Hu, you are many years old, and you are still messing around!" ”

Old man Hu smiled, then shook the white candle in his hand, and the candle flame was extinguished immediately.

The girl turned to look at Li Cripple: "You are also a bit of Taoism, how can you use the soul transfer technique indiscriminately!" ”

This is like an inquiry, more like an accusation.

"How do you know I've used soul transfer?"

"But you're not good at learning, and you're self-defeating!"

"What do you mean?"

"Soul transfer must use a female dog, you use a male dog!"

Li Li's mouth opened, but he couldn't speak, but from his expression, it could be seen that the little girl was right.

"Let's go back and practice again!"

Li lame stared at the little girl for ten seconds, and suddenly his attitude became very respectful, bowed to the little girl, and left with his hands behind his back without saying anything.