After the finger was formed, it squirmed wildly on the boy's hand, and then pointed in a certain direction.

That was the direction in which the trunk of the rotten wood fell.

Seeing that the finger was completely unaffected by the fusion of the Dao Jue, Yang Xiao almost wanted to go into cardiopulmonary arrest.

The moment that finger appeared.

He knew he couldn't run anymore.

There was some indescribable connection in the darkness, which came directly to him through that finger.

To this point, Yang Xiao simply became single.

He no longer recited the Tao of Fusion, flapped his wings and jumped onto the trunk of the tree, standing on the trunk and staring coldly at the boy.

Holding the severed finger, the Buddha-eating boy staggered to the bottom of the tree, and smiled miserably with a bloody face: "Bodhisattva, don't you want my guidance? Don't you want my pointers? I have sent your guidance, Bodhisattva... I've sent you pointers..."

The finger was in touch with him, and it fell to the ground almost like his organ, and it was buckled to the trunk of the tree, and he brushed and wrote on the trunk: "How did you follow me!?" ”

"The smell of the Bodhisattva, the three thousand worlds, the sixty thousand small worlds, I can't forget it, Huo Huo~" The boy shook his head and said.

"Why are you pestering me!?"

Fingers angrily scribble down the notches under the tree.

The boy was very surprised, and said, "Why do you say this, it is obvious that the Bodhisattva found me first, and besides, the Bodhisattva asked me a question, and I have not yet answered it!" ”

Without waiting for Yang Xiao to ask another question, he said excitedly with his eyes shining: "The Bodhisattva doesn't know, this door exercise emphasizes a yin and yang balance, and the five elements are born together. But the Bodhisattva is a bird body in this life, and the five elements of the bird body belong to the earth, but it is born like this, not like such mortals, and even if it is a mortal, those who can practice qi and essence, if they want to go through the door, they also have to cultivate a body of the five elements, so that they can form themselves in the body and live endlessly. If there is a deficiency in the five elements, even if only one line is missing, it will be like a wooden barrel that is missing, and no matter how much water is injected, it will not be able to retain a single point of water vapor. ”

Yang Xiao didn't expect this boy to really come and talk to him about the one-way method, and he was stunned for a while.

The boy was even more excited, and he said: "The Dao Gate is the most important integration of the inner and outer universes, this is the Great Dao, if the Bodhisattva wants to walk through the Dao Gate, he only needs to fill in the remaining four elements, and he can easily practice Qi and Essence in the body, and open the body to practice." ”

"But... How can I complete the remaining four lines? Seeing that the boy was no longer crazy, Yang Xiao asked.

"Just find the other four elements of medicinal materials, this is the entrance to Taoism, you don't need to be more refined, you just need to check and fill in the gaps, take the four flavors of medicinal materials, and you can ......"

As the boy spoke, a black gas came out of his body, and the black gas came out of his seven orifices, and his body withered and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the boy who was not yet fifteen years old turned into a thin old man in the blink of an eye.

The Buddha-eating boy looked at his dry palms and shuddered, his eyes full of despair.

"No... No... No... Don't—" he muttered to himself in fear, "Don't, don't..."

When Yang Xiao saw his appearance, he didn't know what was going on, but just watched vigilantly from the branches.

"I... I don't want to go back... I don't want to go back...."

The boy looked at Yang Xiao tremblingly and said, "I don't want to go back... I don't want to go back to that unpleasant place..."

The black gas surged more and more, and the boy's legs were broken, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"You owe me... You owe me a favor..."He said as he looked at Yang Xiao in despair.

Yang Xiao had nothing to say.

But the withered finger wrote on the trunk, "I can't help you." ”

When the boy saw the typesetting, he laughed out loud.

He didn't know where he got the strength, he slapped the ground with his hand, and his broken body flew up, and shot to Yang Xiao's side, stretched out his thin palm, and held him.

Yang Xiao was caught off guard, he didn't think that this guy who looked like he was going to die could be so sensitive, and immediately he struggled hard, and kept kicking the face of the Buddha Eater with his paws.

The Buddha-eating boy was kicked by Yang Xiao's sharp claws, and he didn't notice it at all, but instead held Yang Xiao's body hard, and said word by word: "You and I have been around for eight hundred years!" ”

Yang Xiao didn't care what he was talking about, he just kicked his legs.

The Buddha-eating boy grabbed Yang Xiao's body, stared at Yang Xiao's huge eyes, and said hoarsely: "After you finish your cultivation, you must remember to come to the Remnant Sky Tower and let me out!" ”

The hand was extremely hard, Yang Xiao was just an ordinary night owl at the moment, how could he withstand such a force, only the mouth and nose that were squeezed were oozing blood.

"Remember to get me out! Otherwise, I will curse you to die a good death! You can't make an inch of progress in your cultivation! ”

Yang Xiao only struggled frantically.

"You and I have been together for eight hundred years!"

"You and I have been together for eight hundred years!"

"You and I have been together for eight hundred years!"

……

The mouth kept repeating, repeating.

Until it had no more strength, it hung on the trunk of the tree, and the black smoke on its body dissipated.

When it was gone, there was only an empty shell-like corpse left on the tree, and there was nothing left in the corpse, which turned to ashes at the slightest touch, and fell straight down.

Yang Xiao's chest was tight and short of breath, he leaned against the trunk of the tree, gasping for breath, looking at the shriveled and scorched corpse of the boy in horror, only to feel that this reality was more unrealistic than a dream.

At this point, he had no idea how the boy had left his dream-like world, how he had followed him to this world, how he had possessed the laundry boy, and how he had died. Even the words he said, nine out of ten sentences Yang Xiao didn't understand.

But there is no doubt that it gave him a huge shock.

Unparalleled shock.

……

Rustle...

There was a faint rustling sound from the trunk of the tree.

Something had climbed up from the trunk of a tree, and what looked like a gray bug was actually a broken, withered finger.

Yang Xiao looked at the finger sluggishly, watched it arch to his side little by little, stopped, and lay on the trunk of the tree.

Unlike the boy who had been burned, this finger was completely unaffected by any factors, and appeared in front of him in a grand manner, just like the finger he had observed in the world of eccentricity.

One finger had no eyes, but Yang Xiao could feel that the finger was looking at him. What's even weirder is that he can even see himself leaning against the trunk of a tree through that finger.

There was a stir in his throat.

Yang Xiao barely climbed up from the trunk of the tree.

The finger barely stood up.

Yang Xiao shook his wings.

His fingers shook his body as well.

"Don't learn from me!"

Yang Xiao yelled in his heart.

The finger immediately left a line of writing on the trunk.

"Don't learn from me!"

……

Yang Xiao was silent.

He thought of his thoughts before he went out of his mind.

I want to point.

Here comes the pointers.

It was completely different from what he imagined, both in the physical sense and in the physical sense.

Rustle...

There was a wriggling sound from the side.

Yang Xiao was so frightened that he jumped up like a frightened bird, staring at the location where the rustling sound came from like an electric shock.

Is there an end??

But.

It's just an ordinary green worm, gnawing leaves among the treetops.

Yang Xiao paused a little, looking at the finger in front of him, the joy that he had brought from being able to go to other worlds was gone.

Three minutes ago, Yang Xiao might still be catching rats, intending to prepare for the next trance, but now, all he was left with was a deep sense of uneasiness and endless apprehension.

The weird Buddha-eating boy, and this severed finger that can shine into any thought in his heart, what kind of evil thing this is, he can't tell at all.