Chapter 262: Copying the Instrument
The dream-eating tapir's eyes widened and looked at me in disbelief, as if I were some kind of demon.
It took two steps back, retracted its fangs, and looked obedient.
But it muttered in a low voice, "This kid is really crazy, he can't afford to make a joke......"
I wiped my face and ignored it, I looked at the crumbling octopus carcass in my hand, opened my mouth, stuffed the octopus into my mouth, and chewed.
The meat of the octopus is not delicious, slippery and smelly.
When I chewed on the carcass of the octopus, my nostrils were up, my eyes were down, my eyebrows were slightly raised, and my mouth was wriggling, vicious and hideous, like a robber at the end of my rope, and like a murderous murderer.
The Dream Eater's nose froze, its body quivered, and its throat gurgled.
It's scared.
I thought, one day, I'll be able to kill that tentacle, no, that monster!!
I swallowed the octopus and asked, "How are they?" ”
The Dream Eater Tapir sighed: "I don't know, this illusion is quite terrifying, I almost got hit." Zhao Rui, no matter what you see in the illusion, don't take it too seriously, those things are just illusions......"
"The black water appeared next to me, and the octopus appeared on your hooves, do you think that is just an illusion?"
The Dream Eater Tapir was silent for a moment before he spoke, "The things that appear in your hallucinations are terrifying. It may have noticed you, you're ......"
I sneered: "It's not just that thing that notices me, it's not what you said, it's a legend in your divine beast circle, eat a piece of my flesh, drink a drop of my essence blood and get five hundred years of Taoism?" ”
The Dream Eater Tapir's face changed, as if it had thought of something, and it pinched its teeth and said, "Zhao Rui, you are walking barefoot with a sharp knife, and you don't want your life." Do you think that by summoning the unspeakable, you will be able to muddy the waters and mix them in? You will only turn yourself into a target and land on an island. Once you slack off for a moment, you'll be torn apart by these things......"
I looked at the Dream Eater Tapir indifferently: "Then tear it apart." Dream Eater Tapir, I seem to have told you, I even broke through the ghost gate, even the Yellow Spring, even if I die, I can crawl out of hell. ”
I reached out and touched its head, "Don't worry, I'm not going to die that easily." Some people don't want me to die......"
Dream Tapir's eyes widened and he blurted out, "You know?!! ”
My cold eyes narrowed slightly, and I looked at the Dream Eater's expression, and the Dream Eater immediately turned his face away and stopped looking at me.
My heart tightened, and sure enough.
No matter how delicious my dream is, it will not allow a divine beast that has lived for five hundred years to help me under tremendous pressure, and even follow me into the desert, appearing at a critical moment to help me guide the way.
When the danger is far greater than the benefit, whether it is a monster or a divine beast, I am afraid that it will not be easy to bet.
As for feelings, hehe, I don't think that the relationship between me and the Dream Eater Tapir transcends life and death, and is worth it to do it for me.
The reason why the Dream Eater Tapir followed me must not be as simple as it seems.
That's when "Wow————! ”
The baby began to cry.
The baby's mind is pure, but it is not affected by the illusion.
I scrambled to hold the baby in my arms, and he stared at me for a while, and I thought he was rare and cute.
Then the baby cried even harder, struggling with both hands and feet.
I didn't dare to use too much strength, and the dream-eating tapir was picking up fun on the side, and the laughter was very obscene.
I frowned: "Dream tapir, I don't want to find a way to wake up Zhang Geng or Lin Zihan!" ”
The Dream Eater Tapir smiled and said slowly: "I said you, you don't take it seriously, you stir the water every day and stir the water black, and your face is black, now it's okay, scare the children." Tsk, I dare say that the imps in hell don't have your face black......"
“……”
My face is black, it's not because you used a little octopus to nurture me!
I said impatiently: "Hurry up, or I'll chop your nose in a while and give the baby nourishment." ”
The dream-eating tapir pursed her mouth and pouted her ass.
My face changed dramatically: "If you dare to fart, I'll pull your intestines out!" ”
The dream-eating tapir immediately stopped, and it stood up, with its hooves crossed its waist: "This doesn't work, that doesn't work, you still command Lao Tzu, it's just bold!" Lao Tzu is a mythical beast! Divine beasts! You can be destroyed with a touch of a finger...... Ahem, kill you in your dreams! How dare you speak to Lao Tzu like that?! Believe it or not, run away now and let yourself cry into the air! ”
"Wow Wow ————!"
The baby cried at the right time, and the tears fell down, as if in response to the dream tapir.
The dream-eating tapir stretched out a hoof, and a strange finger came out of the hoof, pointing at the baby.
"You see, he gave me his approval!"
My face was full of black lines, and I looked at the dream-eating tapir with an unkind face.
Silence and cruelty filled my eyes.
The Dream Eater Tapir shrunk its neck, swallowed its saliva, landed on all fours again, and said confidently: "You wait, I'll drill a small hole and see if I can enter their illusion." ”
Zhang Geng's face on the ground was flushed, the beads of sweat on his forehead kept rolling down, and his body twisted twice from time to time.
Lin Zihan's body reacted even more, and the clothes on her waist began to tear, revealing a thin and white waist, and a long, pitch-black mark began to appear on her waist, as if it was cut off by someone.
Bai Luoxin cowered in the corner, the spikes on her legs pierced her arms, red blood dripping from her body, she seemed to be even more bizarre than before, the pus on the top of her head burst a few times, and yellow mucus flowed out, slimy, fishy.
The baby was still crying loudly, and he didn't seem to like me.
The dead air on me is too heavy.
I was so upset that I looked up.
It is bright and bright, like a Christian cathedral, with bright and holy patterns on the floor tiles, and ancient and strange frescoes carved on the ceiling more than ten meters high.
I focused all my energy on my eyes and looked straight at the mural on the ceiling.
The murals are colorful and lifelike, and one by one tells the story of what happened here.
It tells the story of heaven and man.
Celestial man is another path in the evolution of apes into humans.
Their brains are 20% developed, they can walk in the soil, they can breathe under the soil, and their technology is developing extremely quickly.
In just 100 years, it has crossed the industrial revolution and the information revolution, and headed towards the particle and cosmic revolution.
The rapid development speed makes the mental state of the celestial people unable to match, and they are proud and complacent, and they are stubborn and self-serving.
When material desires reach the ultimate satisfaction, they begin to pursue spiritual impact and stimulation.
They invented a device that would allow a replicant to appear as soon as the celestial beings were irradiated by the instrument.