Chapter Seventy-Six: Am I Handsome?
"I didn't expect that I would end up with such a path...... Why didn't you be an engineering dog before? Gu Ren laughed at himself helplessly.
Looking at the middle-aged strong man with dilated pupils in front of him, Gu Ren felt that his body should not be floating in mid-air.
"I... Hot... Love... And... Ping, no... Want... I'm afraid!" Gu Ren said word by word, gesturing as he spoke.
"Well, it's not fun, and you can understand what I'm saying. Gu Ren finally put down the axe in his hand.
This axe is the Blood God Axe of Black Mountain, which was directly captured by Gu Ren and taken away.
"Would you like to watch an experiment on the soul, well, although your viewing is also part of the experiment. Gu Ren said to Montenegro.
"I'm interested in your shamanic sorcery and want to study it further, so I've imprisoned the spirit of that hemp stick, well, I've always believed that the dead speak better than the living. ”
Montenegro originally had the heart to look at the "sinister" environment he was in now, but he was frightened by the words in Gu Ren's words, and he didn't squint at Gu Ren's body.
To be alive is the greatest victory, and to be alive is to be the greatest victory. Montenegro has always told himself this in his heart.
For the Taoist priests of the Central Plains, Montenegro naturally understands it, as a guardian of the grassland, Montenegro has naturally seen many Taoist priests, among whom there are even congenital masters, but many of them are as fragile as soft-footed shrimp under Montenegro.
When these Taoist priests arrived at the grassland, they were like the martial arts people in the Central Plains who came to the grassland, thinking of "doing the right thing for heaven" and assassinating him and the barbarian king, but unfortunately they all died under his blood god axe.
It is precisely because of this that the name of Montenegro spread to the Central Plains.
Montenegro is "sincere" hopes that these Taoist priests and martial arts people can chat with those bald monks when they go to the grassland, talk to him, and finally learn martial arts, and then let him hack to death with an axe.
Montenegro also understands the meaning of the soul, and he is not untouched by the shamans of the tribe, he himself knows a few hands of witchcraft, and he also has contact with the cultivation world.
He'd seen all the magic of curses and the like.
He has even seen people who have been tortured by curses, and several of his brothers have been cursed, and he asked the shaman to do so.
And when the shaman introduced the curse, he said from time to time that the soul was a sacrifice, so how could Montenegro not be afraid.
"Dare to ask Your Excellency...... "Montenegro asked cautiously.
"Look at it. Gu Ren replied casually.
As he spoke, he saw a phantom appear in Gu Ren's hand.
This is the soul of that Xia Bone Page, captured by Gu Ren.
Black Mountain was a little surprised when he saw this scene, after all, Gu Ren had already foretold it, and he had also seen souls before.
But those souls... It seems more like a person... Why is this ambiguous?
Then Montenegro saw wisps of cyan light the thickness of cow hair floating in Gu Ren's hands.
The cyan light distorted around the phantom, circle after circle, until the phantom was completely covered by the cyan light.
After about a cup of tea, the cyan light slowly became illusory, while the phantom inside was slowly condensing.
Montenegro didn't dare to look at Gu Ren, only staring at the phantom.
Because he just glanced at Gu Ren, he saw the terrible expression on Gu Ren's face, and the madness that was not concealed in the slightest was firmly remembered by Montenegro.
That expression wasn't too terrifying, and he didn't want to look at it even if he gave Montenegro a dar, it would remind him of his crazy grandfather.
The phantom slowly solidified, and the figure and face slowly became clear.
The muscles all over his body are bulging, his hair is scattered, there are some scars on his face, and there are scars all over his body.
Montenegro knew the man, and it was himself......
It's his face, his appearance......
Since the person in front of him is him, then who is he, so the only answer has already appeared in Montenegro's heart, this guy is an illusion made by that stinky Taoist priest.
"My name is Black Mountain, the Kaloya Clan, the guardian of the steppe, I ........."
Then Montenegro listened to the words of this "dummy", and the content of the words was all the things that Montenegro had done, and the list of them was clear, whether it was the fact that everyone knew about his possession of his sister-in-law, or the fact that he had assassinated all his brothers, they all spit out one by one.
Montenegro was completely stunned, the speed of "Montenegro" was not fast, slow and steady, and the words were also very clear.
Montenegro's life is long, and the "Montenegro" story has never ended for an hour.
“...... Zige was disobedient, I killed him, and elected Zige's younger brother Gapan as the new barbarian king, Gapan was very ......... Ugh!"
"Black Mountain" was about to continue the story, when it suddenly dissipated and turned into a virtual shadow again.
Black Mountain's eyes reappeared Gu Ren's appearance, and now he was exceptionally quiet.
"Collect the experimental data, fill out the report, well, how do you write the experimental report? Okay, I'll come up with a copy myself. Gu Ren took back the phantom, then took out a stack of white paper and wrote with a homemade fountain pen.
Gu Ren circled around Montenegro, writing as he turned.
Black Mountain's gaze moved as Gu Ren moved.
He wasn't upset by "Black Mountain's" statement, he was still trying to escape, so he was now observing his surroundings.
The dim candlelight illuminates the whole room, there is no moonlight, there is no daylight, it means that it is a secret room, there is a table, on the table is a teapot and four teacups, the wall is an earthen wall, the earthen wall is very smooth, it seems to have a special dye, and it can also reflect light.
The person who imprisoned him was a young man wearing an ordinary Taoist robe, with a good appearance, which should meet the aesthetic standards of a woman in the Central Plains.
The young man took a strange pen in his hand and scribbled on the white paper in his hand, which was a luxury.
"Hmm...... Another me? That's also fake?! I guess it's that this Taoist priest wants to fool me again. Montenegro muttered to himself.
"That's you, your soul has been imprisoned by me, that's your body. Gu Ren suddenly spoke.
The voice whispered to Black Mountain's ears like a devil.
But Montenegro believed it, because he felt that his body was indeed a little erratic, and no matter where he looked, he couldn't see his body, but his five senses were still there, and he could feel the power of his body.
"If your soul can't return to your body within seven days, guess what will happen to you?" Gu Ren's voice went straight to the depths of Montenegro's heart, so even if Montenegro didn't have all kinds of organs to receive senses, he could still hear Gu Ren's voice.
Montenegro was shocked, he was not afraid of anything in his life, but he was afraid of death.........
So as long as he doesn't die, he can do anything.
Gu Ren naturally knew about his character, and under all the experiences mentioned by "Black Mountain", he was a greedy person who was afraid of death.
So just give him a little pressure on life and death, and then everything can be solved.
"So you know what to do, right?" said Guren.
"I know, I know, all the treasures of the grassland belong to Your Excellency, and all your requirements are definitely going to the fire of the grassland. Montenegro said in a low voice.
"Well, let me ask you a question, am I handsome?"
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