Runsheng: "I'm going to buy food, what do you want to eat?"
Liang Yan: "Whatever."
Liang Li: "It's okay."
Runsheng looked at Xu Ming on the hospital bed, Xu Ming first raised his eyes to look at the glucose he was hanging, and then shook his head slightly.
Immediately afterwards, Runsheng bent down again and glanced at the colorful python coiled under the hospital bed.
The python spat out a letter to Runsheng, and the competition was opposite, it was not afraid of Runsheng, at least not yet.
Runsheng straightened up with some regret and walked out of the ward.
As soon as he walked out of the hospital building, he saw Wu Xin walking here.
Wu Xin's outfit is already quite literary, but the previous image was a bit greasy, but now it is good, the whole person has become refreshing to the naked eye, all because of the fragrance given by Runsheng.
Seeing Runsheng, Wu Xin hurriedly trotted over with his stomach covered:
"I'm looking for you."
"We are also looking for you."
"I went later, those three had already woken up, the names and people finally matched, and the big stone in my heart could be regarded as falling to the ground. I will arrange for them to stay in the hospital for a while longer to consolidate and seek safety."
"Hmm."
"Where's that one?"
"Let's go."
"What about you, let me send you back to the guest house?"
"No."
"The next work arrangements...... Do you want to go to the construction site to take a look?"
"Let's talk about it."
"I have to rest for two days, today's bite, the taste is too strong, how can you stand it?"
"I'm used to it."
"Then in a few days, I will contact you, and I will arrange the program?"
"Let's go."
"The scenery in Dujiangyan is good, but the population is small, and the fun is in Rongcheng.
Alas, that is, the one who is young, otherwise he would have been directly taken to Rongcheng, and the program would be very rich.
By the way, he is him, you are you, what do you want to play, tell me, I will arrange for you, I promise to make you have fun, it is worth the trip."
"Look at the panda."
"Eh...... Then I'll buy you tickets?"
"Hmm."
"You are free to arrange the next work, tell me in advance when you leave, and I will approve the internship for you, and you can rest assured."
"Thank you."
"I have to thank you." Wu Xin subconsciously went to take out the cigarette box, and his hand froze.
Runsheng thought he was out of smoke, so he reminded: "The canteen is over there."
Wu Xin took out the cigarette box and placed the lighter and cigarette box on the steps: "I don't smoke anymore, I plan to quit."
Runsheng picked up the lighter, which had a clear texture and exquisite shape, so Runsheng put it in his pocket and didn't take the cigarette.
"See you later."
"See you later."
After Wu Xin left, Runsheng was ready to continue buying food.
The hospital has a cafeteria, but although the sun is starting to set, there is still some time before dinner time.
Looking around, Runsheng saw a man riding a tricycle driving into the hospital, with several layers of large drawers on it, selling steamed buns.
Runsheng stopped him.
After a while, the man left the hospital on a tricycle with a bright smile on his face.
In the ward.
Liang Yan and Liang Li looked at Runsheng who went to buy food, and came back with two big bags full of steamed buns.
Liang Yan: "Only this?"
Runsheng: "The canteen hasn't opened yet, and you can only buy this in the hospital."
Liang Li: "Isn't there a restaurant outside the hospital?"
Runsheng: "Xiaoyuan and the others are talking about things outside, so they shouldn't disturb them."
After distributing steamed buns to the two sisters, Runsheng sat on the ground.
There were empty chairs, but Runsheng liked to watch the python under the bed eat, and looking at it, the steamed buns in his mouth seemed to have a bit of meaty smell.
Liang Yan: "Tell us about your boss?"
Liang Li: "Anyway, our one has a good relationship with your leader."
Runsheng was silent, just nibbling on the steamed buns intently.
Liang Yan: "Just say something, can the tone be so tight? We have to cooperate now."
"He's out." Liang Li stretched out her hand to cover her right eye and continued, "It's coming in our direction."
Although the sisters did not leave this ward, the little Taoist's every move was still under their control.
Liang Li took the initiative to walk over and opened the door, the little Taoist priest happened to pass by the door, habitually glanced inside, and was slightly stunned when he saw so many steamed buns beside Runsheng.
Then he smiled and continued to walk forward, going down the stairs.
Liang Li didn't follow out, but leaned against the wall and continued to cover her right eye and keep watching.
Liang Yan: "Where did he go?"
Liang Li: "I left the inpatient building, but it seems that I am not leaving the hospital."
Liang Yan: "Keep an eye on it."
Liang Li: "You talk so much."
After a while, Liang Li said: "He is back, upstairs."
Liang Yan: "What did he do?"
Liang Li: "I can't see it, it seems like I'm looking for something, but I can't find it."
After the little Taoist priest walked up to this floor, Liang Li took off the hand covering her right eye.
"That ...... Excuse me, can you sell me a few steamed buns?"
The little Taoist priest stood at the door, his expression both generous and shy.
This gave Runsheng a sense of familiarity, and Xiaoyuan also liked to use this expression when facing outsiders.
"Grandpa and grandma like to eat his steamed buns, and he sells them in the hospital every day. When I asked someone, I found out that he had just come today and was wrapped up."
Runsheng: "How many do you want?"
Little Taoist priest: "Four, three is fine."
Runsheng pointed to the bag in front of him and motioned for himself to take it.
"Thank you."
The little Taoist priest came over, took out three steamed buns from the bag, and then handed Runsheng the sweat-stained coin in his hand for a long time.
Runsheng pushed the money back and took two steamed buns and put them in his hand.
"No money."
"How can this work!"
"Our custom there is that we don't charge money for dry food."
When you go out, customs can be made up as needed, provided that your hometown is not famous.
"Thank you, your hometown is."
"Nantong."
"Eh......" The little Taoist priest smiled awkwardly and continued, "He is outstanding."
Runsheng waved his hand at him.
The little Taoist priest took the steamed bun and left.
Liang Yan: "Nantong?"
Liang Li: "Last time, my grandmother at home said that the paper boat she made went down the river and sank when it reached the Nantong border, and it couldn't get through."
Liang Yan: "Is there something wrong with you?"
Runsheng: "No problem."
Liang Li: "Impossible, Grandma later made several paper boats, which can be passed by the Shanghai side, and are destined to sink on the Nantong side."
Runsheng: "Your grandma, is it evil?"
When the sisters heard this, they immediately looked serious, which was obviously offended.
They instinctively wanted to scold harshly, but they learned from Zhao Yi that the young man's background was also good, so they unconsciously changed their words.
Liang Yan: "Grandma is the ancestral spirit."
Liang Li: "It is the embodiment of merit that protects the side and the weather is smooth."
Runsheng: "Oh, it's dead."
Runsheng didn't understand what grandma and ancestral spirits were, he only knew that with the one under the peach forest, evil spirits were not allowed to enter the Nantong realm.
The sisters were angry, but they also knew that the current environment did not allow them to lose their temper.
Liang Li covered her right eye with her hand: "He came out again, walking here, carrying something."
The little Taoist priest appeared at the door again: "Hello, this is the kimchi that my grandmother asked me to send, you can try it, the kimchi made by my grandmother is delicious."
Runsheng took the bag, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, it was very crispy and refreshing, and it was very suitable with steamed buns.
The little Taoist priest left.
Liang Yan also tasted the kimchi and asked: "Did you deliberately buy all the steamed buns in advance?"
Liang Li: "To have a relationship with him?"
Runsheng: "I don't have this brain."
The two sisters didn't know for a moment whether the person in front of them was talking the opposite.
Runsheng bought all the steamed buns because he could really finish them all, and the steamed buns were cheap.
It was getting dark.
Runsheng finished all the steamed buns, leaned against the wall, and sat there lazily, although the living conditions were much better now, he still enjoyed the sense of security that his belly was propped up.
A bird flew in through the window, landed on Liang Yan's shoulder, and pecked at her earlobe continuously.
Liang Yan stood up and said to Runsheng: "Sun Yan found the Taoist priest's Taoist temple, and the leader asked us to set off now and go."
Runsheng was still sitting there, not moving.
"Beep...... Beep ......"
The pager on his waist made a sound, and Runsheng looked down.
Yin Meng pushed the wheelchair and appeared at the door.
Tan Wenbin, who was in a wheelchair, said: "The shift has been handed over."
Runsheng nodded and stood up.
The sisters stared at Tan Wenbin curiously.
Liang Yan: "Are you still alive?"
Liang Li: "How did you do it, isn't it painful?"
Tan Wenbin: "When this wave is over, we can do team building, and we will talk about it in detail then."
Liang Yan and Liang Li walked out of the ward, and Runsheng left with them.
Tan Wenbin motioned for Yin Meng to push him to the side of the hospital bed, and the python under the bed poked its head out again.
"Be good, let's have fun."
After the python circled around the wheelchair, it returned to the bottom of the bed.
Tan Wenbin looked at Xu Ming and asked: "Can you speak?"
Xu Ming: "Yes."
Tan Wenbin: "Then talk to me about today's incident, the more detailed the better, I am useful."
When Xu Ming was talking, Yin Meng squatted on the ground and looked at the python under the bed.
She fell in love with this python skin and used it as a leather whip, and the remaining flesh and bones could be stewed for Runsheng.
After listening to Xu Ming's story, Tan Wenbin turned his head sideways, and saw that Yin Meng was still staring at the snake, Tan Wenbin said: "Hey, hey, this is owned by allies, Mengmeng, please restrain yourself."
Yin Meng: "It's not that friction is not impossible."
Tan Wenbin: "There is no need to do this kind of thing because of small mistakes, but to be honest, the three-eyed boy's ability to prepare for war is really strong."
Zhao Yi's team in Lijiang included Zhao Yi himself, who was almost crippled, but he was able to complete the reconstruction and improvement in such a short period of time.
Not compared with his own team, simply in the overall level of walking the river, Zhao Yi really went to the top group.
"Ahem......
Xu Ming coughed lightly a few times, signaling that he was still there.
"Mengmeng, send your one out."
"Okay."
With a flick of Yin Meng's fingertips, the Gu worms flew out and went to the ward where the little Taoist priest was, for monitoring.
Tan Wenbin shrank back into the wheelchair and yawned slightly.
"Coma is coming, Mengmeng, you star, I'll be in a daze for a while."
Tan Wenbin closed his eyes and lost consciousness.
When he was pushed away by Yin Meng, his consciousness was in a trance for a moment.
Yin Meng: "He went to the toilet."
Tan Wenbin nodded: "Push me over in advance."
The little Taoist priest walked back after going to the toilet and saw a wheelchair parked in the aisle, he walked over curiously and saw a sick big brother sitting on it.
The eldest brother looked ugly, looking like he was seriously ill and was about to die.
Tan Wenbin slowly opened his eyes and looked at the little Taoist priest.
"Big brother, which ward are you in? I'll push you back."
Tan Wenbin: "I don't want to go back to the ward, it's too depressing, I want to go to the terrace to get some air."
"Then I'll push you there?"
"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you."
"No trouble, no trouble."
The little Taoist priest walked to the back and put his hand on the wheelchair.
"Hiss......"
The wheelchair was so cool, it felt like touching ice cubes.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing."
Enduring the pain in his palm, the little Taoist priest pushed Tan Wenbin onto the terrace on this floor.
"Just here."
"Okay."
The little Taoist priest let go of his hand and looked down, his palm was already slightly purple, and he didn't feel anything when pinching it.
"Huh......"
Haha, rub your hands.
The little Taoist priest rubbed his hands for a while before he gradually felt better.
"Big brother, then I'll go back first."
"Well, okay."
The little Taoist priest walked back, stopped, turned around, and turned around before turning the corner, and saw that the wheelchair Tan Wenbin was sitting in had actually come to the edge of the terrace.
At this time, the person in the wheelchair was trying to shake his body, and his head slid down little by little.
The little Taoist priest immediately turned back and ran back, grabbing Tan Wenbin's collar with one hand and pulling the wheelchair backwards with the other.
After pushing back to the center of the terrace again, the little Taoist priest first breathed a sigh of relief, and then gasped frantically, his hands were frozen even more painfully, especially the hand that had just grabbed Tan Wenbin's clothes.
Suddenly, the little Taoist priest seemed to think of something, he widened his eyes and looked at Tan Wenbin.
"You...... You...... Are you ...... Have you already ......?"
"I'm not dead."
"Not dead?" The little Taoist priest reached for his pocket and felt empty, the Taoist robe outside him was left in the water hole, and the talisman paper was also there.
Tan Wenbin asked rhetorically: "What do you think I wanted to do just now?"
Little Taoist priest: "Do you want to commit suicide?"
Tan Wenbin: "How can you commit suicide if you die?"
Little Taoist priest: "Yes, that's right, but why are you so cold?"
Tan Wenbin: "ALS."
Little Taoist priest: "Huh? As though...... I think I've heard it on the radio before."
Tan Wenbin: "What's your name?"
Little Taoist priest: "Chen Jing."
Tan Wenbin: "Come with me to talk for a while?"
The little Taoist priest looked embarrassed.
Tan Wenbin's eyes looked at the railing, his eyes gradually faded, as if his will to die was rekindled.
"I'm going to tell my grandparents, I'm going out to go to the toilet, and if I don't go back for too long, they are worried, just say I'll come out again?"
"Okay, I'll wait for you."
Chen Jing ran away.
After a while, he ran back with a cup of hot water in his hand.
"Here, you drink something hot to warm up."
"Okay."
Chen Jing sat down next to him.
Tan Wenbin pursed his saliva and asked: "You have a good relationship with your grandparents?"
"Well, they brought me up when I was a child."
"Where's your father?"
"My father is a Taoist priest and my master, he doesn't like me calling him father, he only asks me to call him Master."
Chen Jing is not very vigilant, and the life in the Taoist temple is too monotonous and almost isolated, so he has a strong desire to talk.
Tan Wenbin didn't deliberately cliché, Chen Jing himself was like a bamboo tube pouring beans, explaining everything he could explain about people and things from childhood to adulthood.
However, he omitted some things about the sect formation and practice, not that he wanted to hide it, but that he felt that it was inappropriate to tell Tan Wenbin about these things, and it might cause trouble to Tan Wenbin.
The more he talked, the happier he became, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.
Tan Wenbin only gave just the right amount of echo at key nodes and continued to enhance his interest.
Finally, after he finished speaking, he took a deep breath and looked up at the starry sky, with a light in his eyes: "How I hope that my grandfather's illness will get better."
Tan Wenbin: "No matter what the final result is, at least you and your grandfather have no regrets, right?"
"That's right, thank you, big brother, oh, I forgot to ask big brother what you call me."
"Tan Wenbin."
"Brother Tan?"
"Call me Brother Bin."
"Okay, Brother Binbin."
Hearing this, Tan Wenbin laughed unconsciously.
On weekdays, only Brother Xiaoyuan would call himself "Brother Binbin".
In fact, from the first contact, Tan Wenbin noticed that this little Taoist priest was very similar to Brother Xiaoyuan, especially this smile.
I remember that for a while, Brother Xiaoyuan liked to use this smile.
It's just that Brother Xiaoyuan's smile was acted, and this boy was a natural and spontaneous expression of his true feelings.
After all, not every teenager is called "Brother Xiaoyuan".
Perhaps, this is also the reason why Brother Xiaoyuan asked him to come over and be responsible for the contact task.
Brother Xiaoyuan doesn't like children, especially those who look like himself.
Now, Tan Wenbin's contact task has been completed, and there are only three original confirmed goals.
The first is the strength of the little Taoist priest, the little Taoist priest is beginner, he knows how to do Taoism and has polished his basic skills, but he has never practiced it, otherwise he would not be able to fool him so easily in this situation.
The second is the relationship between the little Taoist priest and the Taoist priest, at present, although the two are father and son, the relationship is not deeply bound.
Tan Wenbin has a feeling that their father-son relationship should have suffered a relatively big rupture recently.
Because every time the little Taoist priest mentioned his master, he was very interested at first, but every time he was halfway through the conversation, his tone became low, which was a fresh wound aching faintly.
The third is the character of the little Taoist priest, which is very important.
If you have a bad character, you will lose it when you use it up, and you will not feel guilty; If he has a good character, then he must consider the beginning and the end to keep him in this turmoil.
Chen Jing: "Ah, I accidentally talked so late, Brother Binbin, shall I push you back?"
"Okay."
Tan Wenbin attached a ban talisman to the wheelchair and covered it with a blanket.
Chen Jing rolled up the cuffs in the palm of his hand and reached out to push the wheelchair again.
"Brother Binbin, your condition has improved!"
"Your credit makes me feel happy after chatting with you."
"Then I want to talk to my grandfather more, but he is in a coma most of the time and has very little time to be awake in a day."
"He can feel that you are by his side."
When pushed to the door of the ward, Chen Jing was a little surprised and said: "I have been to this ward, and a very tall big brother bought a lot of steamed buns and gave me several of them."
"He is my friend, called Mule."
"Is your surname Luo?"
"Okay, you go back to rest, you have to take care of the patient tomorrow."
"Brother Binbin, you should rest early, call me if you want to chat, especially to the terrace."
"Okay, definitely."
After Chen Jing left, Yin Meng came over and closed the ward door.
Yin Meng: "Sure enough, there is no one in this world that you can't handle, even if you are about to become a ghost."
Tan Wenbin: "Good boy, like Brother Xiaoyuan I just met."
Yin Meng: "Sounds ...... It's a bit scary."
Tan Wenbin: "Brother Xiaoyuan was very warm at the beginning, and while my dad was pulling me with a belt, he also helped me finish my homework and papers."
Yin Meng: "Anyway, you are the ones who make the decision."
Tan Wenbin: "Wrong, I am only responsible for making suggestions, and it is Brother Xiaoyuan who makes the decision, but I think this child should be saved."
After Chen Jing returned to the ward, he first covered his grandmother who was sleeping with her bed, then picked up a towel and gently wiped the saliva from the corner of his grandfather's mouth on the hospital bed.
After confirming everything, he sat on a chair, holding his chin with both hands, looking at his grandfather for a while and his grandmother for a while.
Although he was born without a mother, he still had a beautiful and happy childhood.
……
"You look for this family, they went to the hospital, they went a long time ago, and now there is no one at home. Hey, it's really strange, I haven't seen any guests come to his house before, why are you in the hospital, but you start having guests every day."
After the neighbor finished shouting, he walked to the toilet while touching his buttocks, pulled his boxers down, and began to scream.
Li Chaiyuan and Zhao Yi stood at the door, the coordinates of this location were also sent back by the animals sent by Sun Yan, after the Taoist priest left the hospital, he came here again, and then went up Qingcheng Mountain.
Zhao Yi: "This should be the home of the little Taoist priest's grandparents."
Li Chaiyuan: "Yes."
Zhao Yi: "Go in and take a look? Maybe there is a clue that he came here on his way back to the Taoist temple."
Li Chaiyuan pointed to the direction of the toilet at the neighbor's house: "Look at him first."
Zhao Yi dodged and left, extremely fast, the neighbor had just urinated and lifted his pants, still in the stage of catching birds.
A hand appeared in front of him, his fingertips were fragrant, and he was fainted before he could figure out what was going on.
Li Chaiyuan came over and motioned for Zhao Yi to lie the neighbor man flat on the ground.
The boy's hand was gently placed on the man's forehead, and while closing his eyes, his fingertips tapped gently.
With several experiences, Li Chaiyuan did not choose to read all the man's memories this time, but was just quickly looking forward to see if there were any traces of modification.
Soon, he found it, and if he had to use a metaphor, the memory was like a steel pipe, with an area that had been re-welded.
Li Zhuiyuan began to focus on reading this memory, fortunately, this original memory was not erased, but scattered.
The young man suspected that it might be because this memory happened earlier, and "that person" was not as good as he is now.
The rough work of that year also left enough traces, and Li Chaiyuan spliced it himself.
It's not very complete or coherent, a bit like watching a pirated comic strip, with a lot of mistakes, omissions and repetitions, but it doesn't affect the understanding of the story.
This memory began one night, similar to tonight, when the neighbor also came out to go to the toilet.
He has frequent urination and urgency, so he can stay up many nights a night.
When I was about to go back to the house to sleep after going to the toilet, I seemed to hear strange noise coming from the house next door.
The neighbor was obsessed with the girl next door, and everyone lived in a small courtyard, which was considered a childhood sweetheart, and he also fantasized about being a couple with her in the future.
Who knows, but somehow, she became pregnant out of wedlock.
This is a very humiliating thing in the current village, and the man has never officially appeared.
"Are you going to give birth?"
The neighbors are half fond of her, and half of them come from the simple kindness of the neighbors, after all, there are pregnant women at home, so there can be no problems.
He climbed over the courtyard wall, came to the other party's yard, sneaked to the window, and looked in through the gap.
The next scene is the most severely damaged and incoherent, and only a few scenes can be seen, including a pregnant woman tied to a shelf, two old people with their hands and feet tied and their mouths stuffed, and a man wearing a Taoist robe with a cold face.
The man was much younger than he was now, and he was the master of the little Taoist priest.
The master held a large black gourd in his hand, slender and straight like reed stems, one part pierced into the gourd and the other into the pregnant woman's body.
While entering, it is flowing out, and when it is empty and full, it will be swapped and done again.
The original in the gourd is not the blood of ordinary people, but the blood of demons, this simple and crude way of blood exchange is equivalent to sentencing a pregnant woman to death.
The pregnant woman was struggling in pain, and the elderly on both sides were not knocked unconscious, and they were witnessing all this, crying and roaring non-stop.
In the last picture, the Taoist priest looked up and looked at "Li Chaiyuan", and the neighbor who was peeking at him was discovered at this time.
His memory has also been modified.
Killing is actually simpler, but the follow-up is that the Taoist priest also modified the memories of the little Taoist priest's grandparents, and he wanted the little Taoist priest to grow up in a "normal family environment".
This is also the reason why he was in the hospital today and did not choose to take the little Taoist priest away with force.
This kind of stubbornness must have its deep purpose.
In reality, Li Chaiyuan opened his eyes and described the memory picture he had seen before to Zhao Yi.
After hearing this, Zhao Yi said: "That little Taoist priest was specially cultivated, and the other party not only wants physical quality, but also requires mental health."
Li Chaiyuan: "Now you can go to the house over there to take a look."
Zhao Yi: "Wait a minute, I'll send this guy to the house first, don't get even worse to sleep here."
When Zhao Yi finished sending people out, he found that the boy had climbed over the wall and stood at the door of the house next door.
Zhao Yi ran up simply, leaped down, and landed next to the young man.
He deliberately wanted to show off his skills to wash away his stereotypes in the hearts of young people.
Li Chaiyuan grabbed the door lock with his right hand, and after the blood mist overflowed, he got into the lock, and with a crisp "click", the door was locked and opened.
An ordinary mountain village house has not been inhabited for a while, and it is a little dusty, but the items inside are neatly arranged.
There is only one bedroom, a big bed and a small bed, and there are many toys hanging on the small bed.
It seems that even after the little Taoist priest followed the master into the Taoist temple, the old couple still kept his bed and various traces of life to see things and think about people.
Zhao Yi sniffed and asked: "Do you smell it, there is a smell of mud."
Li Chaiyuan: "Mud?"
Zhao Yi: "Mud and ash, floating in the air, faint residue, this has nothing to do with the formation, purely because I used to have a cleanliness habit and didn't like dust in the house."
Li Chaiyuan: "Where is it?"
"Under the cot." Zhao Yi leaned down, "This place has just been cracked, wait a minute, I'll pry it off."
Zhao Yi took out the bricks and stones, the inner wall began to loosen continuously, a piece of water-proof leather was revealed, grabbed it and pulled it up, and a dry corpse covered with green hair appeared inside.
There were many Taoist talismans attached to the dry corpse, and these talismans were also divided into old and new, it seemed that the Taoist priest would come to this room regularly, open the mezzanine, and put on the new talisman.
Zhao Yi: "So, the little Taoist's mother died during childbirth."
Li Chaiyuan: "Yes."
Zhao Yi: "He killed people and sealed them here, so that she can watch her children fall asleep every night, haha, he may still feel kind."
The little Taoist priest's mother must have a grave, but the grave should be empty, and they sleep in the same room with their daughter they miss every day.
Li Chaiyuan: "The demonic energy entered the body, died in childbirth, and was suppressed all the time, which means that there is no chance of reincarnation."
Zhao Yi: "If I had a choice, I would rather rush into my house and do whatever I want.
This way of memory modification makes you treat your enemies as relatives, which is disgusting to think about."
Li Zhuiyuan stretched out his hand, pulled out a pinch of green hair from the dry corpse, and handed it to Zhao Yi: "Smell this again."
"What are you doing?"
"Do you smell what kind of demonic breath it is?"
"Do you think I'm a roaring dog?"
"After all, I have been a Erlang God."
Zhao Yi took the green hair and put it in his pocket: "Let Sun Yan tell it later, she will definitely be able to see it."
"Seal it back first and pay attention to the details."
"If I had known that I wouldn't come out with you, I would have to do all the work."
"When you used to have the door of life and death sewn to your forehead, you were not less lazy."
Zhao Yi sealed the dry corpse again, and after finishing the work, he clapped his hands and walked out of the house with the boy.
After a big bird circled in the sky twice, it fell towards Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi: "Are you familiar? The one who was strangled to death by you. I refined it into a puppet, but it consumed a lot of good materials for me."
The big bird landed on Zhao Yi's arm, his neck twisted very stiffly, and then his mouth began to tremble, making a special sound.
Zhao Yi smiled and said: "Okay, Liang Yan and the others have led a team to that Taoist temple, and they are attacking at this time.
In this way, it can not only delay the time of the Taoist and prevent him from going to the hospital tonight; By the way, you can also borrow someone else's hand to test the true strength of the Taoist in advance."
It's just a bit unkind, I'm sorry for them."
Li Chaiyuan: "Where is it unkind?"
"They are rushing to win the invitation to the 'Demon Sealing Conference', we pointed out a detour to them, didn't we?"
"That invitation is probably sent by that Taoist, isn't it right to find the person who sent the invitation to ask for an invitation?"
When Zhao Yi heard this, he smiled and nodded:
"Yes, I'm really helpful."
(End of this chapter)