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Chapter 1268 Tusi King's Tomb (201)

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The speed of the Half-Life Taoist's return to defense is also first-class. How can human speed compare to the speed of the demon's flight? But the Half-Life Taoist just took out a talisman and stuck it on his leg, and then he carried the big white cat and rushed back to the Scripture Academy at a high speed, as fast as a white lightning. The blood-clothed puppets guarding the door of the Scripture Academy only felt a gust of wind. ?

When they returned to the room and put the big white cat down, it was blown into a messy white dandelion by the strong wind, but the big white cat obviously liked this feeling of speeding, meowing happily, stepping on the Half-Life Taoist's shoulders and not wanting to get down. Finally, his hind paws stepped on his shoulders, his upper body pressed on the Half-Life Taoist's head, and his two front paws stretched out and drooped in front of the Half-Life Taoist's face, like a big cat head cover stuck on the back of the Half-Life Taoist's head. ?

"Ancestor."?

The Half-Life Taoist heard his cervical spine creak. It was such a heavy fate that he could not bear. He grabbed the cat's paw hanging in front of his eyes and shook it like coaxing a child. He separated the two cat's paws and looked into the room cautiously. The room was the same as before they left. The thatched figurine that the Half-Life Taoist put in the bedding to replace himself and the cat felt that replaced Yi Ling also exuded the breath of the two of them - he had previously plucked cat hair to make this little substitute.

Although the two substitute figurines were a bit rough due to the environment, the materials were good enough and the power was sufficient. The Half-Life Taoist also added some Dream Chaser Dragon Scale Powder into it. If someone was outside, they would feel their breath. If someone came into the room, they would also see the illusion of the two sleeping. If they got closer, they would fall into a dream. It was quite useful.

The Half-Life Taoist took out the two substitute figurines. As expected, they were not triggered, which meant that no one had sneaked into their room just now.

The Blood Clothes Puppet did not come in, and the Hilarious Life Man did not come either. The Half-Life Taoist came to the window, stood sideways by the window to hide his figure, and looked out through the window. The heavy snow blocked people's sight, and the darkness swallowed the light. The night of Gemo Temple without lights was terrifyingly dark. No matter how good a hunter was, he could not see anything in such bad weather and such a dark night.

But the Half-Life Taoist had half a butterfly eye, and his eyes were unusual. His "gaze" passed through the heavy snow and the night, looking far away. Looking out from their window, you can see a little bit of the spire of the Bodhi Buddha Pagoda. At this moment, there was a small black dot on the spire. The demon was sitting on the spire and looking into the distance. The flying snow piled up on the criss-crossing wing bones. The huge dark demon wings blocked the scarlet cloak, making him like a silent black silhouette, blending into the darkness.

Before, he saw Ximingren flying to the Scripture College, and then Banming Daoist hurriedly brought the big cat back, and even used up a precious golden talisman. But now he saw that Ximingren didn't do it, but just played around with it when he was in the mood.

This feeling is more like Ximingren, plus the fact that the hostel had repeatedly opened live broadcasts before and there was no response, Banming Daoist should be relieved... But for some reason, he always felt that his heart was still hanging, and he had a sense of anxiety and it was difficult to relax. Compared with analysis, this tension is more like an inexplicable intuition.

"Did you say that was your brother? The left one is not, but the right one is."

He whispered to the cat, holding the two hanging paws in both hands, shaking it like a stick tube. The big cat purred and squinted and muttered, and it flowed down like liquid. The thick and fluffy chest hair of the Maine Coon covered the forehead and eyes of Banming Daoist, and the tips of the hair piled on his nose

Shaking back and forth, it itched Banming Daoist sneezed, and both hands loosened the cat's paws at the same time.

They let go at the same time, and they couldn't figure it out. But the Half-Life Taoist knew it well. He had this question because he had doubts in his heart.

Just by chance, he just used live broadcast to test, and the Hipster came back?

And if he saw it right, the Hipster flew back alone, and the tourists from Xuanxue and Fengdu didn't follow him - of course, the tour guide often left the tourists behind and came back first. He didn't care about the so-called salary deduction from the hotel. The time he had to work with the team was pitifully short. It was possible that the tourists from Xuanxue Fengdu were thrown into another magic country/secret realm/still behind.

In short, the Hipster seemed to be back, but he still needed to verify whether it was.

"This is really a life-threatening thing.?"

The Half-Life Taoist held the big cat's armpits with both hands, took it down and held it in his arms, and suddenly laughed. He was really bold enough to verify the Hipster.

"When the time comes, you have to recognize whether this is your brother or not - you can't tease me, seriously, when we go back, I'll catch whatever you want to eat.??[(．)]??%?%???"

The Half-Life Taoist discussed with the cat seriously, put on his yellow cloth bag, and walked out of the Scripture Academy with the cat on his shoulder. This time he came out openly. The blood-clothed puppet blocking the door moved to stop him, and the Half-Life Taoist threw the big cat directly on the puppet's face and said lightly: "Get out of the way, Director Zero wants to see Director Xi."

The puppet would certainly not get out of the way, but he couldn't do anything heavy to the cat. With his whole face covered by the cat, he felt like he was dizzy and hard-controlled. The Half-Life Taoist flexibly went around from the side, walked forward a hundred meters and stopped to wait. Soon, a large group of white cats ran over happily on the snow, with a piece of red in its mouth. When the Half-Life Taoist picked it up with both hands, it was still chewing something in its mouth.

"Don't eat cloaks randomly, it will upset your stomach."

The half-life Taoist held the cat and ran all the way to the Bodhi Pagoda. He was wary of whether the puppet would come after him and pulled the cloth chewing on the cat's mouth. The big white cat was a little protective of the food, and tilted its head back unhappily, with its face almost smeared down. The fight between one person and one cat did not stop until they were in front of the big pagoda. The winner was the half-life Taoist, who shamelessly spread rumors and teased people. The puppet rolled in the mud, and the big white cat finally let go after its cloak was covered with mud. However, seeing the thing connected to the red steps, the half-life Taoist felt bad.

There was actually a bony hand hanging on this cloak cloth! The skin of the fingers was baked dry and clung to the bones, like dried meat. The fingertips were chewed to pieces and were covered with cat teeth marks. Of course, the zero-guided cat did not turn into a man-eating cat. Taoist Taoist Half-Life felt the heavy pollution of the 30th degree north latitude from this hand. This special smell of pollution power...

This is the stuff of the Inca Sun Gate. The amount of pollution is huge. The zero-guided cat sucked half of the pollution in the bone hand. The half-life Taoist felt that his brain was buzzing, and the hymn of the sun kept echoing.

It turns out that this is what the puppets of the Mingming Man did, and the hotel dared to release these puppets! These are simply walking pollution bombs. If one day the puppet suddenly takes off its cloak, the pollution will pour out and even the top travelers will be hit. You can be a puppet, but who is the substitute?

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh to to to to to to to to to to to to to to to to to to toto to eat?"

Cold sweat broke out from Taoist Ban Ming's back. When he froze, the big white cat sneaked over to him again, opened his mouth and tried to eat two more bites of the bone hand. This can't be eaten anymore. Taoist Taoist Half-life blocked the cat's face with one hand, and wrapped the bone hand with the fragments of the bloody cloak with the other hand and stuffed it into his cloth bag. The fragments of the bloody cloak worn by the puppet can also

Hidden pollution, the sun hymn that makes people’s minds buzzing disappears as soon as it is wrapped. But he just took out the bone hand, and the pollution leaked out. If the person on the Bodhi Pagoda is really crazy about life, he must have felt it.

If you feel it, feel it. Half-Life Taoist risked his life, lifted up the sleeves of his robe with the big cat on his back, tucked the hem of his robe and started to climb the big pagoda. His figure was as agile as an ethereal white crane, hidden in the wind and snow. . In three vertical and two leaps, he jumped to the fifth floor of the Bodhi Pagoda. Without entering the interior of the pagoda through the red wooden door, he stabilized the big cat on his shoulders, stepped on the railing and jumped up again. This floor was very high. Taoist Ban Ming stepped on the wall to borrow strength, jumped up, and reached the sixth floor.

This level is no longer accessible to tourists, and most monks are also unable to come here. The space on the sixth floor is relatively small. What is reflected in front of Taoist Ban Ming is a red and yellow door. On the walls on both sides of the door, there are huge eyes made of stones and paint. The blue eyes seem to be staring at Half Life. The Taoist priest saw that it was very permeable.

Further up is the golden top of the tower. The Life-haunting Man was originally standing on the top of the tower, but the Half-Life Taoist only reached the sixth floor and stopped going up because he saw a scimitar hovering diagonally. In front of the sixth floor door.

The eyes on both sides of the door seemed to be looking at the sickle rather than looking at the half-life Taoist. There was a kind of fear of living things in the blue eyes. After looking at it for a long time, this fear seemed to be imprinted in people's hearts.

This is a warning from the life-loving man, who doesn't like to be disturbed.

The half-life Taoist looked at the sickle and saw a dark light surging on it. Layers of pollution were stacked and brewing, making it look extremely evil and terrifying. But Taoist Ban Ming only paused for a moment before walking to the sickle.

"Guide Zero is still hungry."

Taoist Ban Ming rubbed the cat's soft belly and asked in a consultative tone: "Want to eat? Take a few bites?"

"Mi~~~"

The big white cat responded with a sweet cry. It was obviously very interested in the scythe. It kept licking the soft hair on its lips. One person and one cat moved very fast. Taoist Half-Life directly lifted the big cat when he spoke. He got up, and the big white cat opened his mouth at the same time, and nibbled on the tip of the sickle!

Chew, chew, chew, chew, chew, the big cat squinted its eyes with satisfaction. Sure enough, Taoist Half-Life could feel that the material of this sickle seemed to be somewhat similar to that of the blood-clothed puppet. Who would normally let a cat chew on a sickle? But seeing the big white cat eating the bone hand with great enthusiasm, Taoist Taoist Ban Ming felt the need to give it a try.

And when the big cat took a bite of the tip of the sickle and was happily preparing to take another bite, the sickle blocking the door suddenly disappeared, apparently being taken back by someone. The half-life Taoist and the big white cat just felt like the world was spinning. When they opened their eyes, they were sent back to the Sutra Library again.

This hand transfer was so amazing that the big white cat didn't react and bit the air, but the half-life Taoist's heart sank slightly.

Not like a life-seeking person.

If there was really a life-hungry person here, he wouldn't be so stingy - he wouldn't be stingy with Zero Guide, at least he would let the big white cat take a few more bites.

Although this kind of judgment seems a bit childish, coupled with the intuition of Taoist Half Life and the various things that were wrong before, it is enough to sound the alarm.

Putting the big cat aside, Taoist Ban Ming took out a crumpled Baixiaosheng paper crane from the depths of the yellow cloth bag, wrote a few words with cinnabar, let it fly, and then opened the live broadcast room - it was really luck Good enough, the Tomb of the Tusi King live broadcast room actually started broadcasting the next second after Taoist Half Life opened it! It was indeed Ling Dao's luck, Taoist Ban Ming sighed, and quickly communicated with Big Cat to pass on a few words. The tomb of the Tusi King is too polluted

, the live broadcast room was closed after a few seconds of opening, and Ban Ming Taoist didn't know whether Zhi He and these words could be passed on. ?

If not...?

"We have to find a way to get out of Gannan."

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The Taoist of Half Life picked up the big white cat, stuffed the phone into its fur, and said in deep thought: "I have an idea."?

The connection between zombies and their masters is close enough.

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