I'm going to make a god

Gong Qianzhong held the paper man with both hands.

Even if the paper figurine is reduced in proportion, it still fits Gong Qianzhong's aesthetics.

The villain's hair is black and long, he wears simple and dignified clothes, he wears jingle bells, he has a handsome face, and his eyes are the golden color that monks of the Great Sun Sect generally like. Coupled with the villain's head tilted and a serious look, he just hit the spot Miyazaki's cutest point.

If it were any other weapon spirit, Gong Qianzhong would have destroyed it long ago, but the paper figure in front of him is still alive and well, and he can even praise Gong Qianzhong's beauty on his mobile phone.

Gong Qianzhong narrowed his eyes slightly, and he asked Zhuang Bie: "What the hell are you?"

Zhuang Bie said seriously: "It seems to be a tripod."

Gong Qianzhong laughed: "You are a weapon spirit that emerged from the demon refining map, and then turned into a chicken-shaped demon spirit, and finally you told me that you are a mouth tripod?"

Zhuang Bie nodded: "If I lie to you, in heaven's way, let me die."

"..." Gong Qianzhong was successfully choked, and he looked at this guy carefully: "...Can you perceive my thoughts?"

Zhuang Bie knelt and sat in the palm of Gong Qianzhong, his hands were separated, his sleeves fluttered, and he folded his hands in front of him, sitting upright, looking extraordinarily serious.

He said: "To be precise, I can perceive all emotions and thoughts that are contrary to benevolence."

Gong Qianzhong was half a beat slow to react.

"You mean, all bad thoughts can be discovered by you?"

Zhuang Bie nodded, he looked at Gong Qianzhong, and said sincerely: "Especially I have your contract on me, consuming your strength, this feeling is even more obvious."

In other words, if I want to plan something in the future, the paper man around me will immediately find out?

Gong Qianzhong murmured: "...As expected, I should throw you away."

The paper figurine was taken aback, and he looked at Gong Qianzhong in surprise: "...Why? Isn't benevolence, kindness and virtue a good quality?"

Gong Qianzhong smiled slightly: "But I'm not a good person."

Then he raised his hand and slapped it, the window opened suddenly, and the paper figure was thrown out of the window by him in the next second!

Paper Man:! ! !

Click, the window is closed.

The typhoon swept through, and it rained continuously.

The paper man was directly caught by the wind, and when it was about to disappear, the Mengmeng butterfly, who was thrown out earlier, stretched out its long tentacles, and fished the paper man back.

The paper man suddenly came to his senses, only to find that Mimengdie was stuck on the steel wire of the building's sewer pipe.

At this moment, Mimengdie folded the paper mannequin with its tentacles and put it on her body, just to keep out the rain.

Paper Man: Wow QAQ——

It's been such a hard day.

Mimengdie comforts the paper man with tentacles: Don't cry, I will accompany you.

Then a light golden translucent little figure hugged the same translucent butterfly and cried while hugging the steel wire of the sewer pipe.

Then the translucent villain cried twice and cheered up.

Zhuang Bie hugged the butterfly and said, "He didn't break the contract between us."

Mimengdie thought to himself: Nonsense, I haven't figured out what you are, how can the master break the contract that may restrict you?

Zhuang Bie seemed to feel the excitement and encouragement from the contract.

"So he just talked about it?" After watching a few episodes of Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf, Zhuang Bie also learned a few new words: "Is this called Tsundere?"

Mimengdie: You have the ability to talk to the master.

Zhuang Bie cheered up: "Okay, I'll go and talk to him."

Dream Butterfly:? ? ?Damn!Can this guy perceive the thoughts of goblins?evildoer!

Zhuang Bie didn't wait for Mimengdie to object, he hugged the little butterfly and climbed onto the window sill against the rain and wind that kept beating him. He pressed against the glass and patted the window lightly.

Through the window, Zhuang Bie clearly saw the boy carefully examining the scroll, just as Zhuang Bie was about to groan to attract Gong Qianzhong's attention, he saw a golden flame burst out of the boy's palm.

The flame was so bright and dazzling that it immediately attracted all of Zhuang Bie's attention.

In the next second, the boy threw the scroll in his hand into the flames.

Zhuangbie:! ! !

The flames burned silently, and while the spiritual power surged, the scroll was ignited, and wisps of green smoke came out.

Zhuang Bie jumped out of the window suddenly, he hid under the window sill, trembling while hugging Mimengdie.

If I was really the weapon spirit of that picture scroll, I am afraid that the spirit core has been burned and completely annihilated, right?

Zhuang Bie raised his hand to touch his heart, there was no fear or panic here, what filled his mind was only the astonishment and shock of the boy making such a move.

He was shocked that the boy was so decisive, once he determined that there might be a threat to him, he would immediately abandon or destroy it.

The partial boy did not break the contract between the two.

This not only made Zhuang Bie give birth to the idea that the boy was just talking, so he relaxed his vigilance.

At the same time, if the boy's guess is wrong, and if Zhuang Bie's body is really not a picture scroll, the contract can also guarantee his own safety.

Zhuang Bie seemed to have removed the gentle and calm disguise on the boy's surface, and saw a sharp, cruel and ruthless man.

Mimengdie looked at the somewhat bewildered paper figure, and couldn't help stretching out her tentacles to comfort him: Just get used to it.

Zhuang Bie was stunned for a while, then he said abruptly, "So that's how it is."

Dream Butterfly: ? ? ?

Zhuang Bie said in an astonishing and as expected tone: "No wonder I woke up next to him."

He looked at Mimengdie, who was shaking his tentacles to express his bewilderment, and said in the tone of a magic stick that I believe in, "Because he needs me!"

Dream Butterfly: ...

Where is the face?Do you still want face?

But Zhuang Bie has recovered his spirit, he let go of Mimengdie, turned around and went to climb the window again.

Mimengdie's tentacles caught Zhuang Bie's ring pendant.

Zhuang Bie stretched out his hand with a smile, gently moved Mimengdie's tentacles away, and said softly: "Don't go in with me, if he gets angry, you will suffer."

In ancient times, there was a beautiful woman who was charming with a smile, but Mimengdie didn't know this description.

However, at this moment, seeing Zhuang Bie exuding a golden gleam, looking at that bright smile, it seemed as if the rain curtain had just opened, the golden sun was scattered, and warmth came from the bottom of my heart.

Zhuang Bie brushed Mimengdie's translucent wings with his fingertips, patted them comfortingly, then turned and continued to climb the window.

Mi Mengdie shuddered, stretched out her tentacles again, and hooked Zhuang Bie.

Zhuang Bie turned around in surprise, and saw a few words on Mimengdie's fluttering wings.

In other words, Mimengdie used the patterns on its wings to give Zhuang Bie a hint.

Zhuang Bie silently remembered it in his heart, he cheered himself up, and then walked through the window.

The moment he entered the room, Gong Qianzhong looked over with a sneer.

Then Gong Qianzhong was taken aback.

It turned out that after Zhuang Bie entered the window, he transformed into an adult form.

It is not a palm-sized villain, nor is it a paper human figure behind a mobile phone case.

Zhuang Bie regained his normal height and appearance, his whole body exuded a faint golden gleam, his long black hair fluttered gently, the jade-colored ring was dotted with starlight, and his wide sleeves and robe belt were dancing invisible , as if the gods descended from the sky.

His eyebrows are curved, his smile is like a spring breeze, his eyes are like stars, his voice is low and smooth, and he is as gentle as a jade gentleman.

"...Even if the scroll is burned, I will be fine."

Zhuang Bie looked at Gong Qianzhong, and caught the momentary absence in the boy's eyes.

He thought to himself, what the butterfly said was right, the boy was actually quite irresistible to bright and beautiful things.

Zhuang, don't cheer yourself up.

This is your advantage!

"I do see fragments of the present and the future, and I can capture dark and dark thoughts."

Zhuang Bie gently floated in front of the boy, he bent down and half knelt in front of Gong Qianzhong.

Gong Qianzhong raised her eyebrows, her eyes flickered slightly.

After he threw away the paper figurine and was still burning the scroll of demon pictures, and said that he was not a good person, how dare this golden artifact spirit appear in front of him?

"It's so beautiful..."

Zhuang Bie admired sincerely.

"It's not about looks or anything."

"I mean, the look in your eyes when you threw me out just now was so resolute and frighteningly bright."

Gong Qianzhong was taken aback, he and Zhuang Bie looked at each other.

Zhuang Bie's eyes are golden, which obviously belong to the luster of metal, and there is a slight coolness and coldness in the inorganic substance. However, when Zhuang Bie looked over, Gong Qianzhong could clearly feel the radiance in those golden eyes. Moving warmth and softness.

Many images appeared before Zhuang Bie's eyes for no reason.

These broken and messy pictures made him speak involuntarily.

"I think the reason why I exist is to make people who can see me no longer show the vigilant and sharp eyes that you just had."

"I hope that everyone can have courage and faith, and be gentle with everything in the world."

Zhuang Bie stretched out his hands, with his long sleeves fluttering, and gently held the boy's hand.

"so……"

Zhuang Bie's tone was firm and unquestionable, as if what he said was the truth.

"I will be your strength, giving you the courage and faith to face everything."

"Since I wake up next to you, you must be a gentle person."

He chuckled: "I believe so."

Gong Qianzhong looked at the man half kneeling in front of him in shock.

As a demon cultivator, Gong Qianzhong never trusted anyone.

As a second-five-year-old monk who turned from the devil, Gong Qianzhong has long been used to the occasional teasing and inadvertent vigilance and vigilance of the sect master.

However, the existence in front of you, the person in front of you who calls himself Zhuang Bie, can say so frankly that I will be your strength, and you must be a gentle and powerful person.

But what made Gong Qianzhong even more astonished and unbelievable was that he really had an inexplicable feeling in his heart: what Zhuang Bie said was true.

This kind of judgment from the bottom of the heart made Gong Qianzhong feel at a loss.

His expression was slightly ferocious and distorted, and there was a faint flame burning in his black eyes.

After a while, Gong Qianzhong showed a cold smile.

He also reached out and took Zhuang Bie's hand.

"...Since you are so confident, then I will wait and see."

He wants to see what Zhuang Bie can do.