Forced to become a fake Taoist companion who loses his memory

The floor of the apse is still paved with white marble, and the black magic circle is more like drawn with ink.The puppet stopped in front of the magic circle and merged into the shadow of a pillar again.

Bai Chunsheng and Yan Yi followed each other, the latter still didn't understand why Bai Chunsheng was angry.He thought about it, and guessed whether Bai Chunsheng felt that his mouth was full of empty talk and unrealistic.

Indeed, whether it is Taoist Changping during the tribulation period or the current turbulent world situation, I think it has nothing to do with them.

Yan Yiben wanted to secretly hold Bai Chunsheng's hand, but it was a pity that Bai Chunsheng was staring at the magic circle intently at the moment, his eyes were full of confusion, but he still remembered to hide his hand tightly. behind the sleeves.Yan Yi didn't find an opportunity to take advantage of, so he had to seriously think about how to coax his little Taoist companion when he arrived in the Bibo Spiritual World.

It just so happened that the teleportation circle had been activated, and the black magic circle glowed blue.

This light became brighter and brighter, and finally turned into a nearly white light, engulfing everything the naked eye could see.

Bai Chunsheng was still feeling angry and ashamed because of his abnormality, he was a few beats behind before he realized something was wrong.

In the white light bright enough to make people dizzy, the spirit crow puppet he put in the storage bag seemed to come alive, unsealed the seal from his storage bag, and then got out.

The black color of the crow is extremely eye-catching in the white light.

It flapped its wings, "quacked" twice, and then laughed and said, "It's time."

Bai Chunsheng blinked his eyes, and he didn't feel dizzy when he was running the teleportation array. In the blink of an eye, the palace with carved beams and paintings turned into a small fishing village that seemed to be full of "people".

The reason why they all seem to be human is because Bai Chunsheng didn't notice the human flavor in these "people".

The sun in the sky is vertical to the west mountain, a scene of dusk, the only few clouds in the sky have been dyed into the appearance of sunset.

When Bai Chunsheng looked from a distance, the first thing he saw was a butcher selling pork at the corner of a busy alley, because the butcher was yelling hard.

The butcher was dressed in red and held a huge machete in his hand.His face was covered with fine white powder, and there were even two weird blushes on his cheeks.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a normal person's attire.

Bai Chunsheng subconsciously wanted to mobilize his spiritual power, and in an instant, he realized again that his full strength seemed to be restricted by some kind of rule.Now he has almost become no different from ordinary mortals.

What is going on, Bai Chunsheng is full of doubts, the only thing he can think of is that this should be inseparable from the change of the last spirit crow.Maybe it was Ling Crow who lied to him and Yan Yi. There was no need to look for them when they went to Changliu Mountain. As long as they took Lingyu Mountain Puppet to Bibo Spiritual Realm, the Lingyu Mountain Puppet would automatically take them to the ruins of Changliu Mountain.

Having figured this out, Bai Chunsheng had to pay his utmost attention.

You must know that according to what the Ling Yushan Puppet said, anyone who enters Changliu Mountain with it in hand is eligible to compete for inheritance, and this inheritance has not been inherited for so long, so the danger can be imagined.

Bai Chunsheng once again carefully looked at the people on the opposite street. Not only did the butcher look extremely strange, but even the lady who was standing in front of the butcher's shop to buy meat was also dressed similarly, except that she was wearing a sackcloth white dress.

Looking back, the long street is full of people, as lively as the Lantern Festival during the Zhongyu Lantern Festival, but the more you look at it, the more you feel something is wrong.

Blue tiles, white walls, and red-painted pillars.Even the fishing nets hanging on the benches are bright green.

These colors were so bright that Bai Chunsheng felt a little sick to his stomach.

Yan Yi, who was supposed to be by his side with his sword in his arms, disappeared.

Bai Chunsheng pondered for a while, and seeing that the sky in the distance was about to gradually darken, he felt that he should look around for some clues to break the situation.

He hasn't put these mortals in his heart for the time being. You must know that even if he loses his cultivation, his swordsmanship and kung fu are not something these mortals can handle.It just so happened that he had long thought of taking this opportunity to come here to find out. Since he had to come sooner or later, he was just a little surprised to come earlier.

As for Yan Yi, I'm afraid he should also be scattered to a corner of this fishing village.

The ground of this weird fishing village is paved with blue bricks, and the one closest to Bai Chunsheng is not the butcher who sells meat, but a wonton shop with an open door and a small shed built with old sails to sell wontons.

There were some useless sand and stones that seemed to be salvaged from the sea scattered around the houses on the side. Bai Chunsheng walked over and used his skill to kick a stone.

Bai Chunsheng intends to test the difference between these "people" and ordinary people first.

The stone hit the nose of the guest sitting and eating wontons accurately. This person was also dressed in white fine powder and had red cheeks, but he was also wearing white clothes.

He was hit on the nose by Bai Chunsheng, and he immediately yelled "Ouch". Putting down the bowl in his hand with a "bang", he didn't doubt that Bai Chunsheng, who was standing not far from his table, just raised his funny head and looked around for a moment, then locked his gaze on the person directly above his forehead. a flower pot.

He yelled at the people upstairs: "Hong Chunfeng! Hong Chunfeng! You damn bastard, the bottom of your fucking flower pot leaked, and the sand fell into my bowl!"

The upstairs window was opened, and a strangely dressed head, also covered in fine white powder, protruded. It was a man in red.It's just that there is a wide opening on his forehead, and the blood has already dried up, but through this wide open wound, it seems that the twitching brain in his head can be seen.

Hong Chunfeng said gruffly: "No, it has nothing to do with me."

Bai Chunsheng's eyes widened suddenly.

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