Immortals are shameless when they become demons

In the dark room, Lin Langbai was sitting cross-legged bored, looking at the inmates on both sides from a distance, then sighed deeply, and said, "I'm so disappointed, you are all Jindan seniors, but you're just sitting in a prison , it's just like that..."

The silence on both sides made Lin Lang quite annoyed: "...dead!"

"Who the hell did labor and management conspire with to escape from prison?"

"Why do labor and capital always have to fight alone when they are locked up, even though they are not alone!"

The big silent eyes of the two skeletons stared at him.

"Look at it, and if you look at it again, you will eat all your golden pills!"

Lin Lang was so hungry that his stomach hurt.If the cell door wasn't locked, and if he wasn't too weak to hit the door, he could really pick up the golden pills that the two skeletons had dropped on the ground and swallow them as bigu pills.

He has been locked in this abandoned black prison for two days.

That's right, Zhao Xiaorou was in a hurry to meddle in the clan's major affairs, and after Lin Lang refused to coax the shy Ran'er girl for the second time, she angrily put him in jail, and threatened not to change her mind if she didn't change her mind. to eat.

Miss Zhao's credit is very high, if she says she won't give it, she won't give it!

So Lin Lang went to prison for the first time——

Ranshui steamed buns are not available.

There is no such thing as torture to extract a confession.

Not to mention the moldy and broken bedding, there is not even a piece of thatch.

He deeply felt that Zhao Xiaorou wanted to turn him into a skeleton specimen for confession, so that her best girlfriends would give up completely.

What a ruthless plan!Miss Zhao was really worried about her best friend, she didn't hesitate to stab him twice, not only locked him up, but also took away his precious bracelet when he wasn't prepared.Lin Lang was depressed——

He really wanted to change his mind now, but he didn't even have anyone to send the message.cry.

On the third day, no one still remembered Lin Lang.He curled up on the cold ground, thinking optimistically that when he was starved to the bone, he might be able to get through the gap in the iron railing and get two golden pills to fill his stomach.

Thinking of this, the burning in the stomach actually eased a little.So on this day, Lin Lang survived under the spirit of Ah Q and the victory method of looking for plums and quenching thirst.

In the early morning of the fourth day, Lin Lang was woken up, because he passed out from starvation the night before and almost died.After three days of not eating or drinking, barely waking up, his consciousness is already very blurred, and he can hardly tell what is the white ball dangling in front of his eyes.

It seems there is someone?

The man walked back and forth anxiously in front of his eyes, and then put his hands on his forehead, as if to say, "Do you have a fever?" Finally, he knelt down in front of him, cupped his thin cheeks with both hands, and called silently: "Wake up, look at me, look at me, look at me..."

So Lin Lang really saw those bright red blood characters.

And the host of the scarlet character, a piece of paper figurine.

Lin Lang almost burst into tears.Miss Zhao sent the paper figurine, was she worried that he was already hungry enough to eat her messenger, or did she think that he might starve to death, and planned to burn the paper figurine as a sacrifice and send him to the west?

Until he saw the content of the bloody words clearly, he was so bloody instantly, and he returned to the light.

【One mouthful of blood, one chicken】

The content of such a special text message is none other than Lin Ruluan.

Seeing that he woke up, the paper man happily got up and ran around, rolled several times, like a football player celebrating victory after shooting a ball into the goal, and even blew several kisses to Lin Lang.

Lin Lang: "..." You fucking hurry up and get me the chicken!

The paper man flew towards the skeletons on both sides rather stinkingly, before turning around and floating away.

"..." Lin Lang suddenly remembered something, and with all his strength, he grabbed it, regardless of whether it was trembling like a twitch because of fear or resistance, pressed his five fingers, and forcibly spread it on the ground.Then he bit the tip of his tongue, dipped his fingers in the blood, and added two dots to the character "one" with difficulty, and finally released the paper figurine.

Three chickens in one mouthful of blood.

It still feels worthless.Lin Lang thought resentfully.But there is no way.I've been hungry for a few days and I'm losing blood, so I need to save some.

Lin Ruluan, the big devil who took advantage of others, chose this time, did he bet that he would not have the energy to bargain?Just don't let him wish!

Lin Lang was in a daze, only hoping that Lin Ruluan would bring a chicken soon.In the end, when I saw only the paper figurine crawling in through the gap in the iron door, my heart suddenly became cold.

The prison door is tightly closed, there is no surveillance window, how can a chicken get in without opening the door? !Lin Ruluan, the devil, shouldn't have cut a piece of paper to fool him!

The paper figurine flew over, intentionally or unintentionally, and just stuck to Lin Lang's face. After a while, he jumped down and stood proudly in the character "big", showing Lin Lang the contents of his body.

His handwriting was erased.

The word "一" on the top is one more stroke.

【Ten mouthfuls of blood and a chicken】

"..." Lin Lang almost went into shock.

Sure enough, the Tao is one foot tall and the devil is ten feet tall. The devil is not ordinary cunning!

But he didn't want to be a starving ghost at all.So after thinking about it, he pressed down on the paper figurine again, and tremblingly added strokes up and down.

【Seven mouthfuls of blood and ten chickens】

The paper man had no facial features, so he was expressionless at first, but just after he finished writing, Lin Lang inexplicably felt a trace of mockery on that white face.

This must be hallucination.he thought, waving his hands feebly.

That means it's easy to leave but not to see you off, go and come back quickly.

The efficiency of the paper figurine was quite high, and it returned within a quarter of an hour both times, as fast as Lin Ruluan was squatting outside the gate of the black prison waiting for news.

This time the paper figurine was very skilled at getting through the cracks in the door, but it didn't float over directly, and it took a long time to walk in front of Lin Lang with small steps in a serious manner, leisurely and leisurely.

"..." Lin Lang didn't see the chicken, he had already tore up pieces of paper in his heart and tore it into pieces twenty times.When I finally saw that the handwriting had returned to the content of the first edition, I was so angry and hungry that I closed my eyes and never moved again.

He finally couldn't take it anymore.

The paper figurine that had been automatically lying flat on the ground waited for a long time without any movement, then got up, scratched his head, patted Lin Lang's head, and opened his eyelids to make sure that the person in front of him had really passed out. Liushen Wuzhu, holding his head in his arms, went crazy, and flew out in a hurry.

Lin Lang had a dream.

In the dream, he went to KFC to buy a large table of chicken drumsticks and gnawed on Coke, and everyone stared at him like a monster.After he finished eating, he realized that those people all had the same face.

Lin Ruluan's face.

That's how he woke up.

Sitting up with lingering fear, Lin Lang held his beating heart and was surprised to find that it was a dream.In the past, when he dreamed of eating, he would wake up without eating it, but this time he got what he wanted.The taste of the chicken is still very clear, crispy and delicious, but it is a bit bland, without any seasoning.

He subconsciously smacked it, and even licked the smell of oil. He wiped his mouth, was taken aback for a moment, and looked down——

His hands are greasy.

He feels full.

He was still holding a flagon in his hand.

The paper figurine on the opposite side sat cross-legged, like a proctor catching cheating.

On the ground between them, a black cloth and several torn oil papers were spread out.

Seeing him wake up, the paper figurine stood up and nodded to him, then drifted away flickeringly.The cloth on the ground wriggled and turned into a dark red blood-like liquid, and followed it out of the cell door.

Lin Lang was left alone in a daze.

It turned out that it wasn't just a dream, Lin Ruluan really sent him a chicken!

A foodie got up from a coma and ate it!

So their deal is done?At what price was it sold?Can we discuss it again?

Lin Lang felt aggrieved by being dumb.However, he ate everything, even if he could spit it out, he couldn't make it back to the whole chicken.I had no choice but to comfort myself silently, to fill my stomach first, then I really can't escape, at worst, I should find a way to inject some other blood on him.

For the next two days, Lin Ruluan gave him two chickens every day without hesitation. Lin Lang finished eating happily, and counted how much blood debt he owed with his fingers.

For dinner that day, the paper figurine came bouncing around again, leading that weird pool of blood.That thing can not only change its shape, from liquid to solid, but it also has its own portable space, and the roast chicken was created by it.A puddle of blood can also be refined into a space. It is worthy of being a demon, and it is really demonic.

Lin Lang tried his best not to think about the food hygiene problem of whether the chicken would be stained with blood, and he was thinking about eating, and suddenly remembered something, and asked the paper human: "When is your master going to rescue me?"

The battle between immortals and demons has been over for more than a month. If he stays outside for too long, if he doesn't go back, the Shadowless Sect is afraid that the sky will be turned upside down. If he goes back, he doesn't know what will happen at home.Father Lin will probably ground him, but Mother Lin is more ruthless, probably breaking his leg before grounding him.

Of course, if he accidentally died, it would be over, and he couldn't care what the Lins and his wife did.Anyway, the former master had already died on the battlefield of immortals and demons, even if Lin Lang killed himself, he would have nothing to feel guilty about.Just return the corpse to the parents, and there is no need to perform filial piety for others.

The paper figurine sat upright, lowered its head, probably thinking about it, then raised it and shook its head.

Lin Lang couldn't figure out whether it meant "I don't know" or "I don't want to save", so he made a quick decision, and after rewarding the bones to the left and right neighbors as a companion, he bit his lower lip hard, ready to squeeze out blood to give Lin Ruluan wrote a message.Suddenly he heard footsteps coming from the direction of the prison door, and immediately retreated vigilantly to the innermost part of the wall.

His footsteps were eager and light, and he didn't sound like a man.Could it be that Zhao Xiaorou finally freed up to collect his body?

Lin Lang retreated vigilantly to the base of the wall, while the paper figurine floated behind his shoulder, with half of its paper head sticking out, staring at the iron door together with him.