Okay, I Can’t Eat This

What does it feel like to have two small white hands on a black briquettes?

Yuan Dongling thought it was a bit hot, but he still insisted: "It's so cute, it's worthy of being raised by a little junior sister!"

"But..." He calmed down and observed it carefully: "You ghost doesn't feel quite right."

What he is best at is raising ghosts and controlling ghosts. In this regard, he can be said to be the first in Huaishan, so when he saw the dumplings, he was keenly aware of a problem.

"I don't know." Xie Chi tilted his head: "I was seriously injured when I picked it up, is it because of this?"

"No..." Yuan Dongling pinched his chin and began to be in a daze: "What's going on... It shouldn't be..."

"What's the matter, brother?" Xie hesitated for a moment, then said, "It's not because you are not good at learning, so..."

"Let..." Yuan Dongling forcibly swallowed the foul language back: "Is there something wrong with this little devil you raised? She...she is obviously a ghost, how can there be a little soulish aura on her body? Give it to me It feels like it was put together..."

"Let's put it this way, people have three souls and seven souls. She gave me the feeling that three souls and seven souls are ghosts, and the remaining one is a living soul. Do you think it's strange?" Yuan Dong Ling paced back and forth: "Why don't you lend her to me, and I'll study it carefully."

Xie Chi silently hugged his little dumpling: "The weather is so nice today, what did you say?"

The original Dongling: …

"Okay, how long has it been raised and it is more important than senior brother?" He said resentfully: "Okay, okay, can I not do research? Let me take a look and take a closer look."

"Senior brother, you have a good rest, there are still things to do at night." Xie Chi pushed him out of the room without a word, and Yuan Dongling hung on the door with resentment: "How can you treat your senior brother like this, I will do it again. Take a look, I will never do it..."

Xie Chi hummed and pushed him out, and then closed the door, moving very quickly and in one go.

She believed that there was a ghost in Yuan Dongling. Yuan Dongling's eyes were full of words: I was curious and wanted to open Kang Yikang.

Xie Chi rubbed the small dumplings at home twice, and began to ponder the words of Yuan Dongling. Does he still have a soulful breath on his body? Normally, this is not the case. Unless the soul is separated from the body, it will look like a ghost on the surface, but it has the breath of a soul.

But that is the breath of the soul as a whole, not just a small part of the three souls and seven souls.

Xie Chi didn't quite understand, so he didn't think about it, packed up his things, and waited for the old man with Yuan Dongling in the evening.

When the sun goes down, Xie Chi, Yuan Dongling, Meng Shu, and a dumpling go out together. There are reasons for choosing to go out after the sun goes down. First, it is because it is more convenient to do certain things at night, and second. It was because of the eyes of Yuan Dongling, it was really uncomfortable to go out during the day.

When Yuan Dongling arrived at night, he was like a wild horse that could not be held back. He greeted Xie Chi as he walked: "How many percent of the death will he be beaten to death? It would be too cheap for him to die completely!"

Xie Chi:…

Did you think it was steak? Also fried a few mature.

"Hey, I haven't fought with anyone for a long time, and I feel that my bones are a little soft." Yuan Dongling moved his neck and walked forward, his body was constantly overflowing with black phantoms.

After the silhouettes emerged from him, they began to fly in all directions.

Meng Shu couldn't help rubbing his eyes, and later found that he saw it right. Every phantom was a ghost. No one knew how many ghosts Yuan Dongling kept in his body.

He used to think that the former Dongling Diaoer Langdang looked unreliable at all, but now it seems that his personality is just a little unreliable, and his own strength is beyond doubt.

"Should we just go out like this? Don't we need to know where he is first?" Meng Shu still couldn't help but asked the doubts in his heart.

Yuan Dongling turned his head and said confidently, "Look for it while you walk, it's too late."

Meng Shu's heart skipped a beat, because Yuan Dongling's red eye seemed to come alive in the night, and there seemed to be countless evil spirits in it, struggling to crawl out.

Yuan Dongling touched his eye: "Brother, be nice, you have something to do, don't delay me."

It is strange to say that after he said a few words, the eye calmed down for a moment, it looked like an ordinary glass bead, but it was more crystal clear and free of impurities, and it was no longer like before. There is a sea of ​​blood surging in it.

I don't know how many ghosts got out of his body, anyway, he didn't stop along the way, and the three of them just strolled along the street lazily like a walk.

Yuan Dongling kindly explained: "I have sensed his breath from his art before, and now I have released the little devils I raised, they will wander around, once I sense the same breath, I will You can directly switch to their perspective, and it can be regarded as a wide net."

Meng Shu: (⊙o⊙)

so strong...

Even if every ghost is equal to the eyes of the original Dongling, how many ghosts does it take to search the entire city in one moment? It is simply immeasurable.

In ten minutes at most, Yuan Dongling slowly raised his smiling face: "I found you..."

"Ah! It's so ugly! Hot eyes, hot eyes!" Yuan Dongling rubbed his eyes: "Let's go, let's take you to fight the gophers."

Why do you say whack-a-mole? The old man was staying in a basement. His injuries were not completely healed, but he hadn't suffered such a big loss for too long, so he deeply remembered Xie Chi, and he went for revenge when he couldn't hold back.

There was a shelf in front of him with a bunch of bottles on it. The old man took one at random, pulled a soul out of it, tore it apart and swallowed it. After eating, the injury on his body recovered a little.

"The stock is not enough, and it has to be replenished."

He was thinking about where to go to replenish his inventory when someone knocked on the door of the basement. The old man was the kind of person who was very cautious, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to live to this day.

Hearing the knock on the door, his first reaction was that an enemy might be approaching the door.

It stands to reason that the place where he hides should be quite hidden, and generally it will not be found out.

The old man thought about it, and suddenly felt that something was not right. He looked up subconsciously, and on the ceiling, one eye was staring at him.

Now you can be sure that the person outside the door is definitely not your own!

The old man was a little nervous. Although the place he chose was hidden, it would be difficult to escape once he was approached. It was just that things were often difficult to have the best of both worlds. He just made a choice from it that he felt was beneficial to him.

When the old man was thinking about how to escape, the door was kicked open. The first person to come in was Xie Chi. Xie Chi was carrying a knife. As soon as the ghost at the door rushed up, he was cut across the board. It was not much more difficult than cutting cabbage. .

Unless that kind of a particularly strong Specter, or one-on-one with Xie Chi is a delivery.

Xie Chi lowered her brows and eyes. She had a serious attack, and she didn't directly beat these Specters to pieces, because no one knew whether they were intentional or forced.

Catch them up after a half-dead, and talk about it later.

"It's you!" The old man's eyes were horrified: "You... how could you..."

Yuan Dongling stuck his head out from behind: "Yo, is the real person really so ugly? Rare and rare."

He made a sniffing action, and there was some disgust in his eyes: "I made myself a living corpse, and want to live forever?"

Disgusting, so disgusting.

This old man's lifespan should have come a long time ago. He used an alternative method to refine himself into a living corpse. He wanted to live longer, and he didn't want to go to the underworld to be judged.

His wrinkled and walnut-like appearance is not only because he is ugly, but also because his body has long been regarded as the body of a living person. Active, even able to talk to women.

In other words, his actual age may be older than imagined.

"I'll just say, how can ordinary people use such a method to escape the golden cicada." Meng Shu also stuck his head out from behind: "It's a sin."

"Come on, Junior Sister! Beat him!"

"Come on boss, kill him!"

The two people are like two salted fish who can only call 666, but Yuan Dongling doesn't really only call 666. The moment he entered the door, he directly blocked the entire space with the Soul Locking Charm. The old man wanted to escape only one. A possibility to beat the three of them.

As long as the soul leaves the body, it cannot be separated from here.

Then he let a group of evil spirits out to fight Xie Chi, Yuan Dongling singled out... If it is a duel with a group of helpers, it can also kill the old man, but revenge is only comfortable if you take it yourself. .

"The way of heaven is completed, 30% to 50%, the sun and the moon are full, out of shape, into the dark..." Being stared at by a group of evil spirits, the old man began to chant the incantation. .

hum!

The old man was smashed and blinded at the time, white stars flashed in front of his eyes, and two nosebleeds slowly flowed down.

Yuan Dongling was still talking sarcastically behind him: "Hey, the main mantra is not good at all. If you don't speak the mantra quickly enough, you will have to be beaten the most."

The old man was angry with Qiqiao, and he opened his mouth to read again, but Xie Chi punched him again.

Yuan Dongling is still in the back, "You thought it was a TV series, and you gave you time to read the magnifying move? Do you understand that everyone is equal in front of the fist?"

The old man spit out a mouthful of blood with a puff, and he didn't know whether it was because of the beating or anger.

"You can say a few words less, don't make people mad." Xie Chi said so, but the movement of his hands did not stop at all: "This is for Sun Yue, this is for those innocent people. This is for the babies you killed, this is for my gang, this is for myself!"

She punched the left and the right, one punch and the other, the old man was so thin, the whole layer was skin and bones, and it didn't look as much as the fried chicken wishbone on the street.

He was completely unable to resist, and wanted to let the evil spirits out. There was Yuan Dongling, who was eyeing him. Shake the skull-like instrument.

Playing with him with his own things was a very refreshing feeling.

Wanting to secretly move his feet and Yin Xie Chi, the dumpling appeared out of nowhere, and slapped him on the ground as soon as his tentacles reached him.

In the end, he, a capable and capable wicked person, could only be beaten the most violently like a normal octogenarian old man, and he was still unable to handle it.

The old man spit out blood, and stared at Xie Chi with a pair of eyes. Even if he was beaten to death, he would probably still be dead.