Chef Wei seemed to have met something, the hand holding the pliers became harder and harder, and he kept muttering that he didn't know what to say, and the frenziness on his face became more and more obvious. Read the full text

"Smack!"

Finally, the pliers in his hand could not withstand his strength. It snapped and disconnected.

"Ahh

As soon as the broken iron pliers left Chef Wei's hand, they turned into a pine branch when they landed, and Chef Wei threw the remaining half of the pliers in his hand in pain, holding his head and screaming in pain.

"Bondage!"

Changsheng was afraid that Chef Wei would do something again, so he was busy stretching his wicker and tying him up to death.

But I didn't expect his action to make the white cat disagree, this meow screamed and pounced towards Changsheng, I was busy asking the Yin Dragon to stop it, otherwise this will start, let the people outside hear it, it's really a hell of a life!

"Calm down!" Seeing that Chef Wei was getting more and more uncomfortable, Uncle Shi couldn't care about laughing at him, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said loudly to him.

I really looked at Uncle Shi with amusement, the tree spirit is a natural spirit body, and he doesn't need to cultivate and there is no cultivation method for him to cultivate, this will make the family calm down, how can it!

"Don't think about it anymore! I know how you know about Jianmu! I just crouched on the ground. His eyes stared straight into Chef Wei's eyes.

Chef Wei, who was originally entangled in the wicker and kept rolling, immediately cleared his eyes, stretched out his hand and looked at me heavily, "How do you know?" ”

"I just know!" I smiled at him, then motioned for Changsheng to let him go.

"Can't put it! In case he goes crazy again, although we can still deal with this thousand-year-old ghost, the thousand-year-old tree spirit may not have any ability! When Uncle Shi saw that Changsheng's wicker was loose, he immediately stretched out his hand to stop it.

But Changsheng didn't pay attention to him at all, and the wicker was taken back in an instant.

I pulled Chef Wei up from the ground and looked at the oily gloss on his face, although I always knew that this person was different, how could I not imagine that he was the dryad of a tree?

Shouldn't the thousand-year-old pine tree spirit be a beautiful boy or a beautiful girl with long hair in white clothes and a flute? Juzhuang is a great talent.

This is transformed into a cook with a shiny face, which shows how many villagers have famine in this thousand-year-old pine, and he doesn't even forget to cook food for the villagers when he turns into a tree spirit!

"Do you know how I found out about Jianmu and Chiyou sarcophagus?" Chef Wei looked at me disapprovingly, with a skeptical look on his face.

I nodded heavily at him. His hands went to his forehead at a thunderous speed, and his mouth was quickly chanting the ** mantra.

"Definitely!" As soon as I chanted the mantra, Changsheng hurriedly led Fujizi towards Chef Wei, and then shouted softly: "**Fu! ”

"That's a good idea!" Uncle Shi finally understood what we were going to do, and hurriedly took out the ** talisman from his backpack and handed it to me: "You drip some blood on it, this guy is estimated to be difficult to do!" ”

I don't need him to say this, I know this, this is why I took advantage of Chef Wei's lack of precautions, took the talisman in Uncle Shi's hand, I looked at the white wound after taking a bath, and sighed deeply, this wound doesn't seem to be so easy to heal.

"Hurry!" I tore the flesh off the wound and dripped blood onto the talisman and pasted it on Chef Wei's forehead. Uneasily, he drew a small talisman on his face with blood, and then asked, "When did you wake up?" ”

Although the dryad is made from a tree, he is no different from an ordinary person, and he only sleeps in the tree until he wakes up.

Chef Wei's face was mostly covered by the ** curse, and my face was painted with blood again, and I couldn't see his face clearly, but I could still see the layers of fat slowly shaking.

After waiting for a long time, I didn't hear Chef Wei speak, Uncle Shi looked at me with extremely distrustful eyes, and when he wanted to do it, he was slapped away by Changsheng again, shrugged his shoulders and went to pick up the ready-made pine nuts on the table and eat them. Read the full text

I looked at Chef Wei, who was still shaking the fat on his face, and I began to wonder if my ability to quote talismans had declined.

"It was winter, and the pine trees were full of icicles. A few of them broke the half-dried pine branches and burned the fire under the pine tree to keep warm, and a few broke off the icicles on the pine tree and licked the pine candy that grew inside! Chef Wei's deep voice came out at this time, and it seemed that this kind of memory was very good.

For he continued, "The boys did not know what to fear, but when they saw me coming out from under the pine tree, they ran away without even extinguishing the fire. It was then that I learned that no one was allowed to cut pine branches in the village, because he was very old at that time, and many trees were frozen off in the cold weather, and he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it, so he sent me out! ”

I listened to Chef Wei muttering. I don't know what year it was, so I had to take a deep breath, glanced at Uncle Shi and Changsheng, and asked them to prepare, and then said, "What is Jianmu?" ”

"The steps to the sky, the psychic wood!" Chef Wei replied without hesitation.

I know this "Tree of Heaven", doesn't it mean that the Yellow Emperor borrowed the Heavenly Soldiers from this building wood?

But what's going on with this "psychic wood"? Could it be that with this building block, you can communicate with the spirits? Or is it the kind of psychic that the folk say invites ghosts to come on?

I asked Chef Wei again what the "psychic wood" was, but the dead cook actually choked his neck and replied to me: "The psychic tree is the psychic tree!" ”

I just wanted to wake him up and scold him, thinking that it was not easy to use ** spells on him, I took a deep breath and said carefully: "Who told you this?" ”

"Who told me?" Chef Wei's face twitched violently, and sweat instantly rained down on his forehead, seeing that the small talisman I drew with blood was about to be washed away by the oily sweat.

I hurriedly bit my tongue and quickly drew another talisman on the other cheek, and recited the meditation mantra in a low voice, so that Chef Wei could calm down and try to remember the person who told him these things.

I don't know what kind of existence that person is in Chef Wei's heart, I redrew the talisman, and recited the meditation mantra and ** mantra, Chef Wei's face still kept shaking, and slowly even his body began to shake, as if he was very reluctant to recall that person.

"Hurry!" Uncle Shi also found out that something was wrong, and clasped his hands tightly on Chef Wei's forehead and said, "You recite a mantra, Changsheng hurry up and ask!" ”

I know that if I can't ask with the ** spell this time, even if Chef Wei volunteers to let us do the ** spell again next time, his mental defense will still be instinctively deepened, and it will be completely futile to try again.

Hurriedly followed Uncle Shi forward to hold the seal with both hands, and followed him to chant the ** mantra in a low voice.

There are two of us, and the cinnabar word on the ** symbol is shining red, and there is a phenomenon of flowing, which is a sign that a piece of talisman paper can't bear it, and I hurriedly asked Uncle Shi to add one.

Chef Wei's body shook like Liu Wazi's psychic, and his whole body began to bubble with white water vapor, although the white cat was entangled by the Yin Dragon and didn't pounce, but he was also anxious to keep grabbing the table with his paws, making a clicking and rubbing sound.

"Fans!"

Seeing that Uncle Wei and I still couldn't figure it out, I was busy with my strength, and my eyes quickly lifted the ** charm on Chef Wei's face.

This was almost instinctive, as soon as the eyes were concentrated, the pain was immediately hot, and I looked at Chef Wei with each other, and I could see a pair of red eyes in his eyes.

Then I said in a voice that was as deep as an old man who had lived for a hundred years: "Who told you about Jianmu?" ”

Chef Wei's eyes first opened for a moment, and then slowly followed mine, and his eyes began to turn red, as if in a dream: "It's her!" It's her! ”

"Who is it?" Uncle Shi was so anxious that he jumped to the side and yelled.

"It's her!" Chef Wei's eyes suddenly opened, and a green light flashed in his eyes, and he saw a line of green liquid flowing out of his eyes.

I watched a burst of green light flash in his eyes, and his eyes immediately felt like pins and needles, and before I turned my eyes, I saw that Chef Wei's eyes had returned to normal, and he looked at me panting and said, "You actually performed ** spells on me?" ”

"Hmm!" I blinked hard, but it still hurt, it was dry and astringent, as if I had stayed up for several nights, and there was a rush of heat.

"Are you alright?" Although Changsheng didn't help all the time, he was also watching outside with a tense body, and then he hurriedly reached out and helped me to the table and sat down, "It's better to use your eyes sparingly, the ...... of the Protoss."

"I know!" I blinked a few times, and tears began to flow from my eyes, but luckily I wasn't too sad, otherwise some fallen leaves would have started again.

"Meow!" Seeing that Cook Wei was fine, the white cat jumped up from the table and landed on top of him, sneering at us.

"Do you remember?" Uncle Shi ignored the white cat's geosing, and pulled Chef Wei with an excited face: "Who is she?" ”

"She?" Chef Wei was stunned for a while, his face full of oil and sweat turned red all of a sudden, his eyes kept looking around, and he kept panting with his mouth open, as if he was very remorseful.

Uncle Shi looked at him like that, stretched out his index finger and kept pointing at him, "You won't be?" Oh my God, you're a tree, how can you do that? ”

"Why can't I do this? Why can you people! Chef Wei simply stalked his thick neck, glared at his uncle like fire, and said, "I just can't do this?" ”

"What the hell is going on!" My eyes hurt so much that I couldn't do it once I had never tried a spell, and finally there was a result, and these two goods were still playing dumb, and shouted in a rough voice: "Say what it is, or it will be dawn!" ”

"I chose this grave myself, and I am not afraid of dawn!" Chef Wei was prepared and muttered.

"Hah! Ha! But Uncle Shi kept laughing.

Even Changsheng, who was blowing his eyes for me, couldn't help but stop, and said in a deep voice: "Say it quickly, let's deal with Jianmu!" ”

"Tell him that this Jianmu is probably the concubine of this old tree!" Uncle Shi seemed to be extremely interesting.