The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

Cen Jin cast his eyes on the statue of God behind Ding Yiqing, and answered the question: "There is a strange thing in the ghost school that they communicated with a prophet from the outside world a few years ago, and the prophet told them that someone can lead them to become Buddhas.

Then, out of nowhere, a hundred-eyed girl and Shamat appeared and pointed at me and said that they might be the ones who redeemed them. I just happened to know a prophet, and what’s even more coincidental is that you have cooperated with the prophet, and you also know the boss of the story club, who is also you. Drag me into Kusinara.

I personally think that the occurrence of too many coincidences is either inevitable, or someone secretly directed it, what do you think? "

Ding Yiqing held his glasses and said, "I can't control the prophecies of the prophets."

Cen Jin: "But you can add to the flames."

"However, you chose to go to the story meeting, and you chose to send others to pass the level, so as to attract the attention of other things." Ding Yiqing said softly, "It's true that I push hands, but the one who really decides the direction of fate is yourself.

Buddha pays attention to cause and effect, and destiny is a fixed number, an inevitable summary of choices made in the past, present and future.

Cen Jin, starting from Pingxi Village, from the time you disrupted Asura's plan, the fate of the past has already determined the fate of the present and the future. "

Cen Jin's pupils contracted sharply, and he stared at Ding Yiqing rightly: "It wasn't you who dragged me into Kusinara, and it wasn't that Ashura used the new psychic spell nearby to affect the innocent me, but Ashura deliberately aimed at me. ?”

"King Asura shared the news. They all knew that a human had fought against Rahu King Asura, and even burned a precious experimental body of King Asura to death. So King Asura knows you and remembers you. As long as he sees you, he can think stand up."

Ding Yiqing said: "You performed very well in the story meeting, and you will be recognized of course, so Ashura sent you to Kusinara to settle the grievances of Pingxi Village and start a new round of karma.

The antecedents of the past, the current development, and the future results—whether Pingxi Village, Story Club, or Liberation of Strange Town are all your rational and independent choices, not the plots I deliberately directed.

Even without me, you would still be standing at the door of the church right now, choosing to face monsters ten or a hundred times stronger than yourself in order to protect those fragile humans! "

Hearing this, Cen Jin had a strange expression on his face. He felt that for a moment he caught Ding Yiqing's real negative emotions, and he felt flustered, and subconsciously took two steps back.

Seeing this, Ding Yiqing's emotions suddenly fell silent, his eyes darkened, and he stared at Cen Jin indifferently: "Afraid of me?"

Cen Jin forced a smile, and said perfunctorily, "No."

Ding Yiqing said softly: "When I want to kill you, no one can stop me. I won't kill you now, you can rest assured."

How can you rest assured?Not killing him now doesn't mean he won't kill him in the future, and it doesn't mean when he suddenly doesn't like him and clicks him, so no matter how much Ding Yiqing tries to treat him well, he can't make people let down his guard and believe him.

What's more, Ding Yiqing doesn't say anything, and there are rules for everything. Some seemingly illogical things and words are hard to detect the intention at the first time, but they can always echo suddenly in the follow-up development, making people feel that he is carrying out a big event in an orderly manner.

Every action and every word is the steel-reinforced brick that paves this great event, and he is in it, completely unable to guess Ding Yiqing's intentions, how can he not be horrified all the time?

Cen Jin extracts the information from Ding Yiqing's words and tries to make the whole thing as clear as possible. Has he moved towards the prophet's prophecy step by step since Pingxi Village?

"What will the story be?"

Cen Jin pressed his temples, his brain was overloaded, he felt dizzy, unable to think, so he focused on the most special problems.

What he wants to know most is what the story will be. Why does the story he tells happen to correspond to what happened and the weirdness that happened in Weird Town?

"A piece of fate."

"what?"

Cen Jin frowned, unable to understand.

"The core force that supports the Norse mythology system appears in the legend as the image of the three goddesses of fate. It was once controlled by the main god Odin, and the gods left behind somewhere in the world after dusk."

"Aren't the three goddesses of fate in the Nordic mythology system in charge of time?"

The three goddesses of fate in Norse mythology use a spindle to weave the past, present and future. They are not so much fate as the goddess of time.

"It devoured the three goddesses of fate in the ancient Greek mythology system. It has the power to manipulate time and weave fate at the same time, but it will not wake up easily."

Both the Nordic and ancient Greek mythology systems are included in the world's six major mythology systems. They have many similarities, and they also have the legend of the three goddesses of fate.

The former controls the three main tenses of time, helps each other, weaves the web of fate together, and tends to control time.The latter is responsible for weaving, maintaining and crushing fate, and is more inclined to control fate.

Now in Ding Yiqing's mouth, they have a brand-new interpretation. The former swallows the latter and becomes the core force supporting the Nordic mythology system. It is similar to the mountains, seas and Kunlun, but it controls time and destiny at the same time, and has the ability to create destiny.

Isn't this equivalent to the God of Creation?

Cen Jin deeply felt that there was an abyss ahead, and it was best to stop in time and stop exploring, otherwise he would fall into the bottomless fog, but he couldn't restrain his rising curiosity: "Where did the boss get the fragment of fate? "

Ding Yiqing looked at him steadily: "We have been to the real story club, and it almost became a story for fate's leisure entertainment. Later, we smashed the story club and tried to escape, but unexpectedly, the boss hid a piece of it and remade it. A three-no counterfeit and inferior product."

"You guys? So are you Huang Quan or Ding Yiqing? Or is it that the will of 'Ding Yiqing' who was swallowed by you affected Huang Quan, and your memories merged?"

Ding Yiqing leaned back, showing a teasing smile: "Do you believe it?"

Cen Jin frowned even tighter, and bursts of tingling pain came from the most developed brain region, which made him uncontrollably irritable: "Which of your words is true and which is false?"

Ding Yiqing: "I don't know either."

Cen Jin stared at Ding Yiqing with a gloomy gaze.

"People who have been to a story club will go crazy. They can't tell the line between reality and fiction. They don't know which part of the world was fabricated out of thin air and which part disappeared suddenly. They don't know which part of life has been erased and which part It was inserted in the middle, and it is impossible to tell whether a certain person is real or imagined in the story, and it is impossible to tell whether the world has been tampered with by fate."

Ding Yiqing's voice was extremely soft, like dust accumulated on an old cabinet, blown away by the wind.

"Have you said that my fate has been tampered with? Who am I? You said that the time and fate of the whole world... have they been tampered with?"

Cen Jin swallowed his saliva in panic, he couldn't quite believe Ding Yiqing's words, the fact that the time and fate of the whole world had been tampered with was just too fantastical.

Thinking carefully, if time and destiny can be tampered with at will, then what are humans, gods or other unknown species, as well as known and unknown species on the earth?Chess pieces being played around on the chessboard?

From small to large, the earth sees the universe. If the earth civilization can be intercepted and modified at a certain point in time, what about the vast universe?

Perhaps it was because the frightened expression on Cen Jin's face pleased Ding Yiqing, who laughed so hard that the monocular glasses on his eye sockets fell off.

Cen Jin should have breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, because Ding Yiqing's behavior seemed to be joking, but the unstoppable panic deep in his heart told him that the crazier the moody Ding Yiqing behaved, the more truthful his words would be.

"What are you panicking about? I'm not afraid at all." Ding Yiqing bent her beautiful smiling eyes, stretched out her hands and inserted them into Cen Jin's hair, twisted and fiddled with the soft hair between her fingers, and said to him: "Besides, you should worry the most now The most important thing is not the reality and illusion of the fate of the world, nor should I care about who I am, but the monster made by Asura outside."

Cen Jin's stiff and aching head started to work again, and he couldn't help shivering when he heard the deep-sea monster-like roar outside the church, remembering his purpose of coming here.

"I want to remove the statue of God."

Ding Yiqing carefully took care of Cen Jin's hair, gestured the difference between long hair and short hair, and responded calmly: "Don't want church?"

"The church is too small to accommodate three to four thousand people. Anyway, for the pastor, the statue of God is his lover."

"guessed?"

"It's not difficult to guess." Cen Jin held Ding Yiqing's wrist and said: "The story mentioned that the priest would kiss the instep of the statue of God. Since the hundred-eyed girl is not in the strange town, the monsters that appear in the crimson dormitory in the story are different, so I originally thought that the details of my story would not be copied over intact. Even though I collected a lot of information, I didn't have much doubt about the statue of God.

Until Anping said that he saw the pastor kissing the instep of the statue of God obsessively with his own eyes, proving that even if it is not arranged in the story, the real situation is that 'the pastor's lover is a statue'. "

Cen Jin turned his head to look at the white and flawless statue of God, regained his composure and said, "I used to have a church opposite the school, and there was a statue of God in it, and I clearly remember that it didn't look like this."

The real image of God is like a holy father who loves the world with compassion. The image of God in front of you is impeccably handsome, with perfect facial features and body lines, just like a lover in a dream. No devout Catholic would enshrine such a plaster cast of a perfect lover. picture.

A fresh rose every day, a rose garden specially built for it, the pastor's lover who has been rumored in the town but no one has ever seen.The headmaster, who is the same person as the pastor, said that he had a lover and daughter, but no one had actually seen it.

Because everything is his imagination, he fell in love with a lifeless statue.

So keep experimenting and improving the new psychic spells, in order to let the dead things have life, not to make it weird, but like the girl in Pygmalion, given real life by the god of love.

So the priest monopolizes the longevity serum, and he does not hesitate to tear up the agreement between him and Asura, and hides in Kusinara for 15 years, just so that his lover can become a living person. "

Ding Yiqing pressed Cen Jin's shoulders, pushed him away, and faced the lifeless and holy statue of God head-on. The priest who was integrated with the green monster was wreaking havoc outside, struggling to crawl out of the ground, not forgetting Protect the little church, protect the statue of God in the church.

It is still flawless and has no idea that a human being is crazy about it.

"The pastor used to be a world-renowned sculptor. He spent several years carving out this statue of God. From then on, he fell in love at first sight and couldn't extricate himself. In order to save his lover's life, he joined a cult and voluntarily refined into an Asura king."

"Is he King Asura?"

"It's called Pozhi. Bewitched by it, betrayed the Asuras because of it, provoked a terrible opponent, killed countless people because of it, kept experimenting with new spells of psychic psychics, and used the elixir of longevity on it. pity."

Ding Yiqing sighed, but there was only malicious sarcasm in his tone: "It's a pity that what is fake can't become true. No matter how hard you try, you can't get it, and you can't hold it. No matter how crazy you are, how crazy you are to imagine a false and non-existent person. The whole world is staring at him, amazed, disdainful, disgusted, it’s useless, he just sinks into his own fantasy world from beginning to end, fantasizing about a person who doesn’t exist... isn’t it disgusting!”

Cen Jin trembled with his fingers, cold sweat dripped from his forehead: "Are you talking about yourself, or that 'Ding Yiqing' who has been looking for someone who doesn't exist?"

Ding Yiqing still sighed, and stuck to the top of Cen Jin's head, making Cen Jin tremble and go limp from scalp to back.

"How do I know? How do I know." Ding Yiqing slid down his hand, took Cen Jin's right hand, pointed to the God statue in front of him and said, "Smash it. The immortality serum is inside its body."

Even Cen Jin's hands were trembling, and Ding Yiqing's bewitching voice was next to his ears, making him curl his fingers unconsciously, and his five fingers formed into claws to control gravity. 'Cold and indifferent, like thunder crashing down.

But at the next moment, he held Ding Yiqing's wrist with his backhand, slid out of Ding Yiqing's embrace like a fish, swung a black and gold feather blade with his backhand, jumped in front of the statue of God, lifted it up and jumped to the roof of the church, sticking his head out Come and say to Ding Yiqing at the bottom: "Sorry, the statue of God cannot be destroyed."

With a wave of his hand, Cen Jin quickly fled away.

Ding Yiqing quietly looked at Cen Jin who ran away, and murmured in a low voice: "The choice has not deviated from speculation, and I will make the same choice as him...Is it? Is it him? No, no."

"...Another fake? Fake."

The appearance is a bit frighteningly sick.

***

Cen Jin carried the statue of God and ran without looking back, and handed the statue of God to He Liu and Cao Wenning who came looking for the sound.

At this time, the river willow used up all her branches and rhizomes, and formed a huge city wall to protect 4000 humans and ordinary monsters, and to block the extremely terrifying spiritual pollution from the monsters in the green field, but this could not withstand it for too long.

Because she couldn't spare time to deal with the green monster, she was passively beaten the whole time. It wasn't just the green monster, but also King Ashura of Garland and the Asura who came behind.

It wasn't until Wang Lingxian and Totem who came from the hydropower plant to deal with the Garland Asura King and the Asuras respectively, that they protected Heliu.

Cen Jin handed the statue of God to He Liu and said, "Take it and hang it on top of your head, so as not to die for the gold medal."

Heliu was skeptical, raised the statue of God and hung it on the top of the canopy, and saw the tentacles that were hitting head-on stopped abruptly in the air, and retracted cautiously after a long while, his eyes widened in surprise: How could it be?

What kind of magical death-free gold medal is this?

He Liu was quite surprised, only the two people in the dark noticed this scene.

When Cen Jin jumped down from the canopy of the tree, he saw Heliu's body full of Asura's spears, so he asked if he could borrow them. When he left, he told He Liu not to move no matter what he did later.

He Liu was puzzled and agreed.

Cen Jin carried a large number of spears and ran to the mouth of the green monster with difficulty. After a long time, he couldn't find the monster's eyes and gave up, perhaps relying on other senses to obtain information.

He took down a long spear and made a beautiful spear flower. He suddenly ran for several meters, turned around and leaped and threw the long spear in his hand. The target was right at the statue of God hanging on the top of the willow tree. The next moment he heard the monster's voice Roaring irregularly, a tentacle rose to the sky, protecting the plaster statue and being pierced by a spear.

"Roar--!!"

The green monster was in pain and anger, but before it could show its power, it saw a rain of spears in the sky, throwing them at the statue of God with unstoppable momentum. Each spear was powerful and pierced the air with the sound of hunting.

The green monster hurriedly blocked the spear with all its tentacles to protect the statue of God.

At this time, many people and strange people nearby were watching the battle, especially the green monster, but saw that it did not hesitate to hurt itself to protect a river willow, all for no reason.

Only a few people could see clearly that it was protecting the plaster statue.

"Ho-ho!!"

The angry roar of the monster in the green field resounded throughout the whole strange town, and a blood-red flesh cocoon in the mouth made an imperceptible 'crack' sound, and the dense red blood was splitting. Obviously, the priest in the blood cocoon thought that the beloved lover had been hurt. Threatened and eager to come out.

Several red sausages popped out of the mouth and rushed towards Cen Jin. The latter turned into a phantom, bouncing at high speed, holding a sharp feather blade, cutting off these red sausages from time to time. Immediately, he jumped off the monster's head, landed on its abdomen, and moved in the opposite direction to where Heliu was.

Cen Jin, who was full of hatred, ran away, and the green monster naturally followed, and it also wished that the yellow hair would get away from the beloved plaster statue as soon as possible.

For a while, the earth was spinning, the ground was rumbling, and the green monster, which was so huge that it almost filled the entire strange town, pulled out its lower body. It was as tall as 40 meters, like a moving skyscraper, with a hazy layer of flying dust spinning up and down its whole body. Going down to the west mountain, mist filled the edge of the strange town, and even bigger and unpredictable monsters loomed in the mist.

Cao Wenning saw the lured green monster through the willow branches, and frowned, worried: "Huangmao can do it alone?"

He Liu: "Why can't it work?"

Cao Wenning was puzzled: "You seem to trust him very much, and you were easily persuaded by him."

He Liu smiled and said, "Because Baimu believes in him."

Cao Wenning was puzzled, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Looking at Shangheliu's insightful eyes, he heard the latter say softly: "The person who Baimu will believe is the one who can make us become Buddhas." A white light flashed in his mind for a moment. hum.

On that side, Cen Jin hurriedly stopped and stopped at the cliff. Below was an endless abyss, opposite was a large mist, and behind him was a chasing green monster.

From a height of 40 meters, one could vaguely see that the red cocoon in the monster's mouth was half split, and a transparent body like a blood jade crawled out from inside. Sticking in the blood cocoon, it is indistinguishable from the green monster.

Wet hair hangs down, the ends of the hair are dripping with stinky liquid, the head is drooping, the eyes filled with blood mist are looking around blankly, and finally settled on a small figure on the edge of the cliff, moved the middle finger, and in an instant, a two-meter-long The thick tentacles were raised high and fell heavily——

boom!boom!boom!There was a loud noise, half of the cliff was cut off in half, and a group of water ghouls hanging below the cliff made a chirping sound and rushed forward to bite the tentacle.

Bang!With a heavy sound, there was a crackling sound of bones and flesh being smashed and squeezed, and several water ghouls hanging on the tentacles were smashed into a pulp. The other water ghouls did not have a high IQ and were driven by greedy appetite. There is a huge disparity in the capabilities of the enemy and ourselves, and they are not willing to leave easily.

The tragic death of their companions frightened them, but only made them give up their tentacles, shift their positions, and throw their targets at the huge meat mountain.

Cen Jin manipulated the gravity so that he could barely hang on the ground, lowered his head, and patrolled the densely packed water ghouls under the cliff with a blank expression. The largest of them was about three meters long, and the smallest was less than half a meter high. They were full of viciousness , Greedy by nature, mainly killing.

Water ghouls are just like the hungry ghosts in the Hungry Ghost Path of Buddhism. They are hungry, begging, and fearful. Although they are cruel by nature, they are forced by people.

Imprisoned in ugly bodies, driven by appetite and irrational, they either eat to death or are killed.

"Squeak... squeak!"

A water ghoul in front of him didn't know how to restrain himself. He ate until his belly burst, his intestines were pierced, he fell down, and was soon eaten by his companions and died.

Are you a human?Is this a creature that should be allowed to live?

No, creatures should come to this world with dignity, and should not be human-made tragedies. If they are still conscious, how can they tolerate being carried in an ugly body?

Creatures should have the instinct of moderation and self-restraint, even bugs know when enough is enough.

Cen Jin opened his eyes wide, his pupils shrunk again, his ears were warm, and blood flowed out slowly, a burst of invisible air swung from his body, swooping down, covering every water ghoul, feeling that they were hungry all the time Tormented by the pain of killing and killing, feeling their faint longing beneath their ravenous appetites.

They pray for death, for liberation.

They live to die.

This seems to be the secret wish of every soul in Kusinara, and it is also in line with Buddhist teachings. Western heaven and hell are actually two sides of one body, and good and evil, life and death are also two sides of one body. Death is not the end, but the transcendence of the six realms. Transform the world and return to the original self.

This is the thinking of the water ghouls during their lifetime. They are all Southeast Asians and believe in Bharat and Buddhism. Although the teachings of the two are different, they absorb and integrate with each other, and some behavior patterns are very similar.

The torrential pain beat every inch of Cen Jin's flesh and bones, and penetrated into his soul like a bone-sucking marrow. The intense pain and the pain caused by the highly developed brain region overlapped, pulling his body and soul, even Nosebleeds flowed out, but he remained extremely cold and calm in such extreme pain.

Like the Buddha who cut his flesh to feed the eagle, like the crucified Jesus, like the saints who have come out of pain throughout the ages.

Cen Jin hesitated for a moment, a little uncertain, but still said: "Yanling·Cangsheng."

In an instant, sand and rocks flew, the sky and the earth shook, and suddenly stopped, motionless, and undriven.

Cen Jin: "Is it too big?"

Commanding the common people, wouldn't they compete with the heaven and the earth?

How can the world be willing.

Cen Jin thought for a while, then changed his mouth and said: "So I heard it and passed away."

As soon as the words fell, a few faint rays of golden light scattered from Cen Jin's shrunken pupils, forming a light and transparent light spot, which connected with each other to form a Buddha seal. The thousand-year-old Kusinara's heart beats at this moment.

In ancient times, magicians communicated with the gods of the heaven and earth with the spirit of speech, so the power of the spirit of speech can communicate with both the gods and the heaven and the earth. If Cen Jin tried to communicate with the heaven and the earth outside, 100% would not get a response.

But he was in Kusinara, and when he said 'Thus I heard', Kusinara must have echoed him.

Because 'so I hear' means: what I say is what the Buddha said, and what I say next is what the Buddha said, and it is the Buddha's proverb.

Buddha's Proverbs: Rebirth.

So Kusinara, who had lost the Buddha for thousands of years, came to life at this moment. Thousands of living beings felt this and looked up to the direction of the cliff.

Cao Wenning pressed his heart: "It feels very comfortable that the soul has been baptized."

River Willow stretched out its branches and said lazily, "Kusinara, wake up."

The Garland Asura King who was fighting with the totem, the celestial beings beaten by Anping, and the Asuras who were stopped by Wang Lingxian all showed surprise, looked towards the direction of the distant cliff, and said in a trembling voice: "Buddha! ...Isn't it all slaughtered?"

In the dark, the white-haired and dark-skinned young man first changed his expression, and then smiled with interest: "Ku Luoqiantuo, I don't want the longevity serum anymore."

Ka Luo Qian Tuo, who is also one of the four Asura Kings, was puzzled when he heard the words: "Do you have a new plan?"

He never doubted the great cause of the boy. If he changed his mind midway, he must have a new and better plan.

The young man didn't answer, his eyes went back and forth between the direction of the cliff and the statue of God on the top of the river willow tree, obviously he did have a new plan.

On the cliff, countless water ghouls stagnated visibly to the naked eye, sensing the motto from Kusinara, like a huge army marching neatly towards the green monster, not facing life, not afraid of death, quickly crawling all over the green The ground monster opened its mouth full of fangs and began to crazily bite the monster's flesh and blood.

They don't eat, they tear it off and throw it away. They are no longer animals driven by appetite, but purely to resolve hatred.

The green monster was soon gnawed out of its bones, howling in pain, trying to raise its tentacles to kill the flea-like water ghoul, but the raised tentacles stopped in mid-air, and it couldn't swing it no matter how hard it tried a cent.

Seeing this, Cen Jin whispered, "Kusinara's will."

Influenced by the proverbs, Kusinara's will is to send the stream of water ghouls to rebirth, and their way of rebirth is to accomplish karma.

The water ghoul died in the pastor's new psychic spell experiment, and now he and the new psychic spell experiment monster are combined into one, and he was devoured by the failed experiment.

Cen Jin stretched out his left hand, controlled the black and gold feather blades to form a sharp long knife, held the handle firmly, blood was drawn on the palm of his hand, but he didn't care, jumped on the green monster and ran towards the head, as if climbing A mountain peak reached the top of the green monster in the blink of an eye.

The long knife held tightly in both hands drew a dazzling black-gold light from bottom to top. Against the background of the setting sun like blood, there was a sound of "stabbing" as the long knife sank into the priest's neck and blood gushed out.

The pastor's bloody eyes were wide open, and blood gushed out of his mouth. He tried to turn his head to look in the direction of the God statue, but the body rolled down like a mountain with a 'snap', and was quickly submerged by the water ghoul. In the end, even the skull was crushed into pieces. Powder, like those poor human sacrifices in the plaster room, is not worthy of a whole corpse.

Satisfied to kill the enemy, the water ghouls will be quiet, and the never-before-satisfied feeling of fullness makes them feel happy and fall into a permanent and happy long sleep.

Cen Jin stood beside the corpse of the monster in the green field, trying to communicate with Kusinara's will, but with little success, it only listened to the Buddha's words.

Where did he get so many Buddha's proverbs?Not a monk.

Cen Jin was a little irritable, opened his eyes and was about to give up, when a gust of wind hit the back of his head, he subconsciously waved his long knife to resist, but unexpectedly, the long knife turned into feather blades like dandelions blown away by the wind, one of which cut his cheek, A drop of blood flew in the air.

Suddenly a huge force pressed on Cen Jin's chest, causing him to fall to the ground uncontrollably. The position of the shoulder blades on his back was scalded heavily like a hot iron. With a jump, Dou Da's sweat rolled down, his eyelids were so sticky with sweat that he couldn't see who attacked him.

It's just that anger made him ignore the cut in his palm, and he grasped a feather blade and thrust forward violently. There was a sound of "噗嗤", and at the same time as the sharp blade pierced into the flesh, he heard a strange voice saying: "I just give you a copy." Polite, but you gave me a copy too. We reciprocate."

"Who told you—"

Gravity Control Gravity Float Gravity Deprivation—

"Reciprocity?!!"

The scattered thousands of feathered blades flew back at the same time with a 'shua', killing the attacker with a rain of arrows.

The sneak attacker still had the strength to laugh at this time, and persuaded Huang Mao not to use his extraordinary power indiscriminately. His mouth, nose and ears are bleeding, his eyes are congested, and the pores of his body are also oozing blood. If he persists, his body will explode up.

"I didn't want to kill you now, I hope you keep your strength, and we will see you in the future."

Cen Jin grinned, with the palms of both hands up, ignoring the tearing pain coming from his brain and body, like a fighting madman, with a crazy expression, enjoying the thrill of walking on the verge of death.

"Huh? Conserve spare energy?" Cen Jin smiled lowly at first, his shoulders trembled, and then he laughed wildly: "Who wants to save spare energy? You have to go all out in your work, so that you can justifiably refuse the overtime requested by the boss."

The attacker had a strange expression, what was Huang Mao talking about?

"Every day is done every day, no one can let me delay until tomorrow!" Huang Mao was a little excited, and the attack of thousands of feather blades was even more fierce, so fast that even a shadow was almost invisible.

His emotions became more and more agitated: "Do you think I don't know that the last flower was trampled on purpose? I saw shoe prints!"

The attacker, the white-haired black-skinned boy: "??"

"Damn capitalist!" Huang Mao raised his head to the sky, emotionally, and burst out: "Ding Goupi."

——!

Dead silence.

The white-haired, black-skinned attacker clearly felt the air cooling down at this moment, and Kusinaro's consciousness suddenly disappeared after waking up for a while, as if he couldn't wait to fall asleep.

what's the situation?The assailant suddenly changed his face, stared in the direction of the church, and said without thinking, "Run!"

As soon as the words fell, the sneak attacker disappeared in a blink of an eye, and Ka Luoqian, who had been following him all the time, took a step back. His body was blocked in the air by an inexplicable force, and then he was pierced by thousands of high-speed feather blades. died.

Huangmao glared at Ding Yiqing who came late with a gloomy face. His hands and feet were restrained, and his developing brain was forcibly suppressed. His consciousness gradually became clear, but the agitated emotions were difficult to recover for a while, so he continued to look at Ding Yiqing provocatively.

Ding Yiqing only looked at him coldly, and with a little force, he broke off the two feather blades in his palm, rolled them into scrap iron and threw them away, and then took out the handkerchief he carried with him to wipe off the gurgling blood.

There are two deep bone scars on the palm, the ears, mouth and nose are bleeding, there are countless wounds on the body, the skin and flesh are split, the blood vessels ooze thin drops of blood, and even two shoulder blades have just been scalded. of ancient Sanskrit.

Ding Yan smiled angrily, squinted his eyes to carefully identify the ancient Sanskrit on the shoulder blades, and made sure it wasn't a curse, so he pinched Huangmao's chin.

"The reason I help you develop your brain is not to let you show off your powers recklessly, not to mention the high consumption for a long time, but also use the language to communicate with the world. It's okay to stop the loss in time here, but you still don't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth, and your skin and flesh are cracked. And forced to open 30% of the brain!"

Ding Yi's blue and silver eyes, the pupils of the two silver rings inlaid with each other, were gushing with anger at the moment.

real anger.

"If you want to die, just tell me."

Huang Mao was suddenly full of doubts, leaned back as much as he could, and approached again: "Ding Yiqing, are you angry?"

Ding Yiqing stuck the yellow-haired chin in his palm, rubbed the soft cheek flesh with his thumb, and said with a frown, "That's not the point."

Huang Mao pursed his lips, twisted his shoulders uncomfortably, and belatedly felt pain everywhere in his body,

He stretched his hand to the back of his waist and took out a black-gold flower. He rubbed the blood on his hands and body to the metal plate, and then handed the freshly hot flower to Ding Yiqing. before.

"Today is not over yet, the promised flowers."

Ding Yiqing looked at this rose in silence, which was apparently fabricated from black gold feather blades, and it took a long time before he showed a disgusted expression: "What kind of blood did you smear?"

"The fresh flowers you want, this is my hot blood."

Ding Yiqing looked at Cen Jin with eyes that couldn't understand what he meant, and after a while pinched the back of his neck and said coldly: "Stop opportunistic."

He took the shapeless flower by hand, looked at it for a long time before saying: "If you complete half of the agreement today, the customer code will be reduced by half."

"Why only half?"

"Because of revenge, you called me an idiot."

"..."

Squeeze your daddy.

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PS: By the way, before the name "Pygmalion" came out, did no one really guess that the pastor's lover is a statue of God?

It has been hinted many times before.

It mainly means: hopeless love, delusional, non-existent lover becomes real, for which food and drink become more and more crazy, but only Pygmalion is the lucky one.