A strip of white cloth passed through the villain's head, and then a strand of hair from the box was used to tie the strip of cloth firmly around the straw man's body from the waist.

"Boom!"

Ling Po bit her finger and squeezed a drop of blood on top of the straw man's head, then placed the straw man on a small wooden platform.

After sneering, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed vigorously to the straw man.

At the same time, while kneeling, he sang strange songs.

"My little heart, my little darling...... Hurry up and get up......"

"Mommy is here, hurry up!"

As Ling Po's strange and hoarse singing voice sounded, Huang Baichang, who was sitting at the door, only felt goosebumps popping up.

An old goddess of sixty or seventy years old sings such a disgusting song, and I don't know how she can sing it.

Even if she can sing it herself, she has to estimate who else is listening......

Huang Baichang shrunk his neck and muttered secretly.

But with a thin cold wind, a small whirlwind actually arose in this closed room.

Under Huang Baichang's sweat and hair, he saw that the straw man on the small wooden platform suddenly stood up.

"Zhao Yang ......"

"Zhao Yang, who is in Building 2, 702, Maple Community...... My little darling, go and bring him here, bring him here......"

"Baby, bring him here......"

With Ling Po's ugly singing, and the small whirlwind that gradually surrounded Ling Po in the middle, the white cloth strips on the straw man also fluttered gently, as if there was a terrifying aura surging.

Huang Baichang took a light breath and shrunk his neck, not daring to make any sound.

Zhao Yang had just fallen asleep at this time, preparing for his daily activities in the second half of the night.

It had been a long time since he had had any dreams other than cultivation, but at this moment, it suddenly seemed that he was dreaming again, a different dream from the past.

In his dream, he was dazzled by a gloomy earthen walled house and the people in it.

An ugly-looking old woman who is annoying at first sight, singing ugly children's songs like a nervous disorder, and kowtowing madly to a straw man.

However, the appearance of this straw man seems to be somewhat familiar.

Hey...... It seems to be a bit like myself.

Just when he was confused, he felt that above the straw man, there seemed to be a force that suddenly sucked towards him, as if he wanted to pull himself into the straw man's body.

When Zhao Yang struggled with all his strength in horror, but he was still being pulled towards the straw man step by step, what he saw was about to be unable to hold on, and he would be sucked into it.

Suddenly, he felt a burst of golden light burst from his body, and an extremely powerful roar suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Poof!" the straw man roared, and a burst of flames rose from it.

And the old woman also bled instantly, howled miserably, turned over and rolled to the ground, and after a while, she was dying.

In the flames, the straw man faintly had a strange aura that evaporated, and then rushed towards Zhao Yang, instantly integrating into his body.

This is an existence of a scale far beyond the cool breath of the past, which makes him feel fluttering all over his body.

Zhao Yang was in a daze and was about to leave, when he suddenly saw a familiar face.

"Huang Baichang?"

In a daze, I saw that Huang Baichang originally turned around in horror and planned to run away, but as soon as he ran out of the door, he suddenly turned back.

Shrinking his head, he ran to the old woman's side to take a look, and after seeing that the old woman had only one breath left, he gritted his teeth and took out a short knife.

A knife stabbed into the heart of the old woman, and even stirred it inside.

Then he grabbed the blackened straw man and still smoked, turned around and ran outside in a hurry.

"This guy ....."

Although he was confused, he still hated this guy a lot, and Zhao Yang cursed in a muttered manner.

Suddenly, he sensed that on his bricks, there seemed to be a strange glimmer of light quietly shooting towards Huang Baichang, faintly in the shape of a small snake, which fell steadily on the blackened straw man and disappeared.

Zhao Yang suddenly opened his eyes, looked around, and confirmed that he was in the room.

But everything just now is so real, it doesn't look like a dream at all, and even I still feel that the place around me is still faintly light.

Don't...... This is Huang Baichang's method of dealing with himself?

Zhao Yang groaned for a moment, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and entered the chaotic space, and saw that on the branches and leaves of the big tree, there was actually another flower bone emerging from the branch.

Then it slowly bloomed, and five colors of light appeared, and the stamens of the flowers turned out to be purple.

There's a new skill, but I don't know what this skill does.

Zhao Yang sensed it lightly, this skill seemed to be related to the divine soul, called "Soul Fixing", but the specific effect was still unknown.

But no matter what, skills that can be related to the divine soul are quite rare, and they are definitely good skills.

Suppressing the surprise in his heart, Zhao Yang looked at the status bar on the tree pole again.

After reading this, my spirit was even more sudden.

Strength: 2.5/3.4

Dexterity: 3.2/4.1

Constitution: 2.3/3.6

Response: 3.0/3.5

Perceptual: 2.9/3.8

Will: 2.6/3.5

Psionics: 2.3/6.3.

It's a big profit, it seems that it has never been so profitable.

The limit value of all items has been increased by at least 0.2 points, and the most psionic energy seems to have been increased by a full 1.0.

Moreover, on the top of the mountain, which originally occupied only a quarter of the red, now it has covered most of the mountain, and only about a quarter of the green and black color remains.

It seems that this time he killed someone else's treasure of destiny, and the benefits obtained by the bricks are definitely not under him, and it may not be long before he can upgrade again.

In this way, even if he killed the wind wolf last time, he didn't get such a big benefit.

After breathing a long sigh of relief, thinking of Huang Baichang who ran away with the straw man, Zhao Yang frowned, but suddenly thought of something and smiled coldly.

Huang Baichang ...... Hehe, I got the baby, but don't be too happy!"

Huang Baichang is indeed very happy at this time, no...... It's very exciting.

Carefully holding the charred straw man, for fear of rotting into ashes, ran into the house, and cried out loudly.

"Dad, Dad, come on, come on!"

"What are you doing, what a fuss!" Captain Huang walked out of the room in his pajamas.

"Dad, Dad, look, look, look...... This...... Is it still useful?"

Huang Baichang carefully lifted the scorched black grass man in his hand to his father, his eyes full of nervousness and expectation.

Captain Huang frowned and glanced at the scorched black straw man in Huang Baichang's hand, his eyes froze, and suddenly his face changed, he grabbed Huang Baichang's wrist, and said coldly: "Curse the straw man?"