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Chapter Ninety One
"No," Sheng Lingyuan smiled unabated, "God has the virtue of living well, this is what you cultivated hard by yourself." Your Majesty doesn't fight litigation with people most of the time, and it's his normal state that the sword is his normal, but that is mainly because No benefit, no need, does not mean that he will not be acrimonious.
A fire followed Xuan Ji's hand and stretched up the chain. The flame wrapped the shadow man, and he looked like a candle wick. The black ash that was constantly pouring into the shadow man was blocked by the fire, and the black shadows gathered in a large group, boldly trying to swallow the flames, and the two sides froze for a while.
Xuan Ji: "So you come out and hang around now, pretending to be tender everywhere, but no one wants it anymore?" Sheng Lingyuan: "Since living in the ancestral hall and cemetery here, it seems to be related to the'Jade Granny'."
Filmmakers recognize the master, not blindly. In order to survive better, they generally automatically choose a strong master to rely on, their blood, strength, identity-and most importantly, whether they are determined. Otherwise, it's hard to rely on a master, who is also drifting with the crowd and has no idea. How can you live? Judging by this standard, in contemporary society, Grandma Yu, a "historical legacy" of Qingpingsi, should already be regarded as a world leader.
"What do I say," Xuan Ji sneered, "What kind of miscellaneous little demon can live for more than seven hundred years, so you are behind it." Infinitely good articles are all in Jinjiang Literature City. "Director Xuan!" At this time, Luo Cuicui all the way. I ran in and saw the shadow man locked by the chain. He covered his eyes with "Oh yo", and hid behind the field workers with small steps: "I want to report the situation. Our people and the police in the nearby urban road network The person in charge has contacted, and a surveillance camera captured Mother Yu-the night when the Yan team was attacked, Mother Yu returned to the old house in Qingping Town with a few confidants, and the license plate number was"
Xuan Ji interrupted him: "Talk about the important point."
"The police helped lock the car and found that they had stayed here for about three or four hours. They drove out of the town in a hurry at one o'clock in the morning and ran north. Oh, yes, there was a car owner who was parked on the side of the road. The next morning, he reported that his car was hit by someone at night. The owner of the car had no place to park at home and kept it on the side of the road. It was crossed by someone before, so the parking monitor was installed. The car was photographed as Granny Yu and they came. The car that was in that time."
Wang Ze returned his hand and took him out: "What time?" "At about a quarter past eleven in the night, Granny Yu and his car suddenly rushed out, panicking, and the intersection did not slow down, and did not stop. , I hit someone’s car and the door was smashed. The people in the car didn’t even look at it. They slammed and ran away, as if someone was chasing them behind.” Luo Cuicui said quickly, “The previous one. Aren’t several things happening at eleven o’clock at the turn of the night? We asked people to flip the crash monitoring network forward, and at eleven o’clock exactly, we found that the surveillance camera was suddenly disturbed and the video flickered. second"
Luo Cuicui was interrupted by the phone when he was talking. He waved his hand to Wang Ze and answered, "Hey, Xiao Yang!" Yang Chao didn't know what to say on the phone, but Luo Cuicui called out in surprise, covering his mouth. After a while, put down the phone.
"Comrades, the latest developments. Granny Yu and the others tracked the escape route of the car-after running from Qingping Town, we drove north into the mountainous area. We calculated it, and at their drag racing speed, the stay time was abnormally long. , So I just contacted our nearby colleague to search the mountain with equipment." Infinitely good articles, all in Jinjiang Literature City
Wang Ze: "What did you find?"
"The corpse," Luo Cuicui's big eyes were slightly protruding, opening too wide, like a nervous Chihuahua, "Grandma Yu is dead."
Granny Yu failed to intercept Yan Qiushan, and realized that she had happened in the east window, and fled back to the old house in Qingping Town. At 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, that is, around "Midnight", she died bizarrely, and her frightened confidants carried her body. Burial after fleeing in a hurry-this time is too delicate.
Xuan Ji's heart tightened: "Ms. Yu doesn't also write a gloomy sacrificial text, right?" "Cuiyu is a good woman and treats me well." The shadow man suddenly said, "Unfortunately, what kind of monster is she, only that? A little snake demon blood, like a mortal, will always die, why is she willing to run out of oil and leave me alone?"
"What did she do?"
"She wants to break away from the mortal body. In this world, there have been two vain attempts to change their fate. One was the Demon King. He was tired of the blood of the scorpion, and he was so sad that he swallowed countless innate spiritual things and turned them into a thousand lives. , To dilute the blood infinitely. One is His Majesty Human Emperor, His Majesty is cruel, and can't be reached. Suzaku's blood is stripped and thrown into the Red Abyss along with the five senses, six senses, seven emotions and six desires. Both of your Majesty are the fate of the world. What is she? She doesn't have the courage of the demon king, and she is not as willing as the emperor. She is actually fantastic and uses macaroni to continue her life."
When the shadow man said this, he laughed. He didn't need to explain so much, but he couldn't help it. Because this is his "contribution", if the merit cannot be shown off, it must be overshadowed. His wandering life was full of loss of control. Being able to control a so-called "master" to die and live for him was probably the only "contribution" he could obtain and the only proof of his existence. The more she suffered for him and the more struggling, the more proud he was, wishing to describe everything in detail, which made the ordinary people in front of them shocked.
"Her macaroni is very remarkable. It is made of living people. Every sixty years, she chooses a suitable body to make a living dead, and then carves a macaroni curse on that body to deceive people around and confuse her. In people's memory, people think she has always been the same. Then she sealed her real body with a secret method, put it in the statue of the ancestral hall, and received the incense - she thought that the incense was spiritual and could continue her life." "She took her real body When it was sealed, it was already very weak. Although each Jiazi came out to carve the macaroni once, after more than 700 years, it still failed. Otherwise, it would not be so easy to be dragged into the water, and it would almost fall a late festival without guaranteeing the day. She hurried back to the old house, trying to take away her real body, and for a while, I felt it on the way. Sure enough, after taking out her real body, she found that the end of her real body was approaching." After jumping, the sea of consciousness is still lingering. When a person dies like a lamp, the macaroni will turn into a skin of my jade, she is not reconciled"
"She was not reconciled. She didn't worry about me. She was in a hurry and went to the doctor. With the last bit of strength, she wrote the gloomy sacrificial text. The gloomy sacrificial text must be sacrificed. She used her body as a sacrifice in exchange for me to be protected by ancient monsters. Woman, don’t even think about it, what kind of demon would do such a loss-making business? It’s me who is at a loss."
Luo Cuicui said in a low voice, "Grandma Yu's body, it is said that she has a shocked expression. Yang Chao also told me just now that they suspected murder."
When the words fell, Wang Ze pulled him away, picked up Luo Cuicui's back neck and threw him out: "Hide away!" I saw the shadow man in the flames suddenly laughed lowly, and a large mass of gushing out of his chest The gloomy sacrificial text, the black gas pressured the fire on the chain. The shadows around the side "hull", and as soon as they hug them, the shadow man's body not only changed color, but also suddenly expanded several times, breaking Xuan Ji's chains.
The iron wire disappeared quickly, changed back to the coin and shot back towards Xuan Ji. Before touching him, he was intercepted by Sheng Lingyuan's hand. The hot coin had been corroded by the demonic energy and fell into his hand. "With a sound, a puff of white smoke came out.
After the shadow figures gathered together, they began to diffuse again, and they were trapped in the black mist: "My Majesty’s devilish energy has been robbed for three thousand years, and it has only been considered as the perfection of merit until now. It is different from those humans and demons born of obsessions and delusions, Your Majesty, I and you are of the same origin, what can you do with me?"
Wang Ze: "Hold your breath, be careful!"
The field workers in the black mist have only learned a lesson. They want to wear all the protective equipment on their bodies. Only Luo Cuicui who came in last was caught off guard. A black mist penetrated his mouth, nose, eyes and ears. He didn't know what he saw in the black mist. , His expression became dull, and the top of his lonely head suddenly looked like a grass doll. Numerous green vines were pulled out, and his limbs were also deformed. The dense vines sprouted from his hands and feet, and they crawled everywhere in a blink of an eye.
The field crews guarded the enemy, but behind them, the green vine vines suddenly erupted so quickly that they swept across a field. Even Wang Ze was caught in his limbs. A few of them even climbed onto Sheng Lingyuan's body boldly and hooked him. neck!
Luo Cuicui was a bullshit, in addition to "嘤嘤嘤" all day long, he was trying to transfer away from the field, and sprouted when he was frightened. No one thought that there was such a supernatural power in his less luxuriant body.
It can be seen that people's potential is limited by their own guts.
"But I haven't cultivated the true fruit yet," the shadow man murmured, his voice resounding from all directions, "I want to get out of this humble shadow clan body, I want the body of a demon, your majesty, you cut your blood and jump into the Red Abyss, never hesitate to die , The world is like a burden to you, it is better to give me this disgusting thing"
He didn't finish his sentence, a sharp white light suddenly pierced the black fog, and the shadow man screamed.
"Suzaku is free from the fire!" The infinite good text, all in the Jinjiang Literature City, the white firelight burned the vines on Sheng Lingyuan's body, but even the fiber on His Majesty's clothes was not lit, and all the vines were instantly swallowed by the tongue of fire. After going down, the black mist quickly dissipated, and the "QR code" on Luo Cuicui's head was rolled up and refreshed.
Xuan Ji's wings blazed into the sky, stretching the originally wide wings to an incredible degree, just like the legendary bird that disappeared in the long river of history.
"Who recognizes the same origin? He doesn't have your son." Xuan Ji was outraged.
Do you want the body of a demon? Which green onion are you? Lao Tzu also "lined up, holding the number card of love" too!
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