Our Lady of the Mother will die if she does not escape

When the wooden man heard him speak for the first time, he twisted his body from side to side and made high and low tones from his mouth, as if he was so happy.There was a large wooden box in the belly, and there was the sound of weapons colliding inside.

It seemed that Zhuli had always been cold in front of it in the past, and he suddenly took the initiative to chat, which flattered it all at once.

Zhuli looked at it with neither joy nor sorrow, and the wooden man smiled reservedly in that gaze, and carefully pushed the white porcelain pot beside the bed forward, motioning him to drink it.

The reddish-brown liquid inside was still steaming, and Chu Woyun smelled the strong smell of blood mixed with herbs, and couldn't help but want to cover his mouth and vomit.If you guessed right, the medicine cited here is the whale fetus that he "sold his body" in exchange for.

He smelled like bamboo wisps, but he didn't even frown, he was used to it.

Suddenly, the upper body felt relaxed. It turned out that the rope that tied the bamboo strands was loose. The rope was made of the same material as the one that bound Chu Woyun. It looked ordinary, but it was actually a "soul-binding rope" commonly used by monks. After it was tied, It is no longer possible to turn spiritual energy into an attack.The wooden man closed it round and round.The bamboo strands moved their shoulders and back, then stopped, unwilling to move.

The wooden man stretched out two clumsy fingers, and pushed the soup again.

"You go out first, and I'll tell you to come in again." Zhulian said.

The wooden man shook his head, his big ears drooped, unwilling to cooperate.Once last month, he delivered medicinal soup to Zhuli, and Zhuli took it out and gave the medicinal soup to the dirty monk on the ground to drink.As a result, the owner found that after a good meal and repairs, it had a long memory. From then on, he had to watch the bamboo strands to eat the medicinal soup and food for hanging every day.

"Alas..." Chu Woyun felt a slight sigh from his mouth, and a pale and thin hand, made of bamboo wisps, appeared in his vision. He picked up the white porcelain pot, held his breath and poured it down.

As the warmth entered his throat, Chu Woyun felt a vigorous vitality from outside wandering through his limbs, especially the empty legs, where the flesh and bones seemed to have really grown a little.It's just a bowl of soup, but it's many times better than the thousand-year-old snow lotus and ten-year-old ginseng that I used to eat. The efficacy of the whale fetus is really shocking.Of course the taste is just as amazing.

Seeing that the bamboo wisps had been drunk to the last drop, the evil-eating puppet giggled happily, extremely happy.Picking up an orange and peeling it carefully, these oranges are small, not the batch that Chu Woyun and Yin Tong picked together a few months ago, but they are also round and yellow, and must taste very sweet.With clumsy fingers, the wooden man carefully peeled off the tender and juicy crescent orange petals. He dared not feed them into other people's mouths, so he had to stack them neatly on the plate.Seeing that the bamboo thread was not moving, two wooden fingers gently tugged on his sleeve, and the bamboo thread retracted the sleeve, closed his eyes and meditated, and ignored it.The bell on the ground finished eating two buns early, glared at the fresh fruit, swallowed, and slowly let out a murderous look.

Overwhelming sleepiness invaded Zhu and Chu's sea of ​​consciousness at the same time, about to drag them into a black dream.The medicinal soup actually has a strong hypnotic effect.

Zhupi looked at it with its eyelids open, that gaze clearly meant to urge the wooden man to leave quickly, but it was disobedient, put down the orange peel, and shyly came over to help Zhupi's back, making people lie down slowly, and finally took the soul-binding rope around Tie it up carefully in a circle.

The bamboo strands can only be manipulated by it.Chu Woyun felt that the evil-eating puppet looked stupid, but in fact it was careful and appropriate, far surpassing modern artificial intelligence.Zhuli sighed, and with this breath, the little willpower he had held on finally dissipated.

Before falling into a dark dream, Chu Woyun smelled the refreshing fragrance of oranges.

The consciousness is wandering in mid-air, like a lonely ghost who has lost its carrier, unable to fall into reality, and it seems to have entered the realm of meditation, so free that one thought can span endless time and space.

I don't know how long it took, Chu Woyun found that the surrounding scene had completely changed. He was now in a magnificent hall with cigarettes curling up, and above it was a golden Buddha statue, almost two feet high, with benevolent brows and kind eyes, and a solemn treasure.

He had the impression that he once followed the head of the sect, Yue Yijun, to this place to participate in the Immortal Gate Sword Trial Conference.It is the main hall of Lingyin Temple - Baohua Hall.

At this moment, he actually knelt respectfully and sat on the futon cushion under the Buddha statue.An old and thick voice came from ahead——

"You two should be careful when you go here, and come back early if you can't find it."

It was Abbot Huaizhi who was speaking!

Two voices came out at the same time——

"I will live up to my master's entrustment.", "I will live up to the abbot's entrustment."

A voice in front, elegant but respectful, gentle but firm, came from the throat of Chu Woyun's body.

It turned out that with the help of the dream, everything he saw was Zhulian's past memories.

Without the permission of the owner of the memory, Chu Woyun would not have been able to see these things, but now that the bamboo strands could not bear the power of the medicine, they were lying down as well. The form of the dream informed Chu Woyun.

Zhulian stood up, and Chu Woyun saw at this time that beside him was a girl in a black and white Taoist robe.He has a handsome appearance, but he is tall, and his physique is as strong as a man's. His force value must be very capable.I was a little surprised, I never thought of it before, it turns out that there are female cultivators in Lingyin Temple.But they belonged to the outer sect, and they wore long hair and Taoist robes, and their status was not as good as the monks in the inner sect who wore white cassocks and well-woven.

But there is also a disadvantage of being a monk with plucked hair, which is ugly.

In the whole temple, there is only one person who can take advantage of all the benefits of the inner and outer doors.

This person is Zhulu.He was born in a scholarly family in the world, and in his first year, he followed his parents to the temple of Lingyin Temple in the world to worship Buddha and fulfill his vows.As soon as he went there, he was spotted by Master Huaizhi who was passing by on a business trip, and he wanted to accept him as a disciple no matter what.His parents understand that this is the blessing of the third generation, but his family has passed it down for more than ten generations. The parents don't want their children to enter the ruthless way and cut off the incense, so they discussed with Master Huaizhi not to shave their hair and not to obey the precepts. give birth.Abbot Huaizhi agreed readily.However, the situation in the world is changing, misfortunes and fortunes are unpredictable day and night, and within a few years his family was involved in turmoil and government affairs, and the whole family would die if they said nothing, so he stayed in Lingyin Temple wholeheartedly.It's just that it still continued, and Abbot Huaizhi didn't force him to change it.

He enjoys the benefits of being the only one in the whole temple, and he is also highly valued by the abbot, loved by the elders, and respected by the younger generations. Compared with Daozheng's status in Xiaoyao Sect, it is even worse.

Unexpectedly, one day, the abbot called him over, and secretly gave him and his junior sister a mission - to find the secret treasure "Shocking Song" that has been guarded by Lingyin Temple for thousands of years.

It was the scene of Baohua Palace that Chu Woyun saw.

The two went together and set off immediately.The bamboo thread was different from the unlucky guy surnamed Zhong. After looking through the Huang Benben, it was accurate, it was almost possessed by the emperor of Europe, and soon, it was found on a ragged little beggar in gray clothes.

And that child was the "A Dong" that the villagers of Fushi Village called out with a strong accent.

Tucao madman Chu Woyun: Beggar again, can't web writers these days invent some innovative teardrops?

The field of vision changes, and another picture is gradually formed, but compared with the previous memory, this picture is much blurred, because the time is too long, and the bamboo strands only came once again, the memory is not clear, only know where they are It was a small dilapidated temple, the pillars were riddled with insects and ants, the windows and doors were damaged, and it was ventilated from all sides. It was a genuine dilapidated room.Just in winter, the north wind blows in.

In front of the long table where the tributes were placed in the ruined temple, there was a child wrapped in a tattered gray cloth, with only a broken shoe on his feet.But he was not afraid of the cold at all, holding a scythe with a missing handle in his hand, gesticulating with all his teeth and claws in a desperate posture that I would strangle anyone who came over.

Zhuli looked at him. As for the child's appearance, in his defective memory, there was only a small dark face and a pair of bright red pupils.

That's a sign of the soul-stirring chant possessed.

This young man has fallen into a state of madness.

"Daxian Daxian, that's him. He used to steal chickens and dogs and fight in groups, but now he has fallen into evil. He killed a lot of cattle and sheep in our village, and crippled an arm of my son. My family has only one seedling. Please treat it quickly." He!"

Chu Woyun recognized this voice. He had just met this person a few days ago. He was one of the older generation of villagers in Fushi Village. Because he also liked to call himself "Great Immortal", Chu Woyun remembered him.

"Senior brother, I'll go." Said the junior sister beside her, she drew out the fairy sword on her back and was about to step forward.

"Wait." Zhu Li raised his hand to stop it, "Zhuxi, give me a Huiqing Pill and a Jinwu Wan."

Zhuxi was puzzled and said: "Senior brother wants to..."

Zhuli nodded, Zhuxi always listened to Zhuli's words, and poured out the medicine from two small medicine bottles to him.

Zhu Li put the little yellow book into his arms, took the pill with both hands, walked into the little beggar without any suspicion, and coaxed a few words in a gentle voice.Then he held his bloody little hand, which held the blade of the sickle. Although it was not particularly sharp, it also split his palm, exposing the bones.

But the little beggar was completely unconscious, with a ferocious and desperate roar like a small animal from his chest. The moment the bamboo strand touched him, he slashed at the head of the man in white in front of him.

However, with a "snap", the sickle split in two.

Of course, the bamboo thread will not be injured by mortal weapons.The little beggar was startled, and then turned into an enraged ferocious beast, attacking desperately with every part of his body and every posture he could make.

Black evil spirit filled the entire ruined temple, and the mortal villagers passed out directly, and were carried by Zhuxi and flew to a safe place for resettlement.

Shocking Yin can control a thin living child into this appearance, if it mobilizes millions of zombies underground, what a terrifying scene of the world changing color.

When Zhuxi came back, Zhupi had subdued the child on the ground. He stared at the scarlet eyeballs, white foam flowed from his mouth, and his whole body was convulsed. On his own chest, bamboo strands bound him with more than a dozen talismans, and only then did he stop his unconscious self-mutilation.

The situation was more serious than expected, Zhuxi frowned and said: "Brother, take him back quickly."

Zhulu sat cross-legged, two small coins were lying on the open space in front of him, and the yellow almanac was slumped on his lap. He seemed to have just finished a hexagram. There are thousands of miles, and it will take three to five days to control the sword, if we don't deal with it, this child will die."

The child himself did many evils, Zhu Xi didn't care about his life or death, but he was afraid that after Jing Po Yin escaped from his body, it would be difficult to find him, so he had no idea, Zhu Li said again: "We must find a suitable container for extradition .”

Zhuxi took out an ancient treasure: "It just so happens that I have a soul-repressing shackle here."

Zhu Li looked at it, and the worried expression on his face remained undiminished: "The elders have tried before, and except for living things, other containers will not work."

"What should I do?" Zhuxi walked a few steps in the small ruined temple: "Can we use cattle and sheep raised by mortals, or spirit beasts instead?"

Zhu Li forced two pills into the child's mouth and said, "Jing Po Yin only recognizes the two races of humans and demons."

Zhuxi understood that it was impossible to use other living people: "Where can we find a demon?"

Suddenly, the child's whole body trembled, and black blood gushed out from the mouth, eye sockets, nostrils, and ear canals.Immortal cultivators can tell at a glance that this is a precursor to violent death.

The bamboo strands immediately conveyed spiritual power to him, curbing the surging ancient evil magic in his body.After a few breaths, the young monk's face turned pale, beads of sweat rolled down his temples, and a rare word "Chuan" appeared on his brows. Zhuxi was stunned when he saw it. In his impression, Senior Brother Zhulu was always calm and easy-going. The appearance of being powerless, did not expect to appear on him.

And what Zhulian said next made her even more astonished.

"If you come to protect the law, use me as a container and accept it."