The salted fish attack made the master carry the cub

"Master, Master."

Qi Wushen tried his best to speak, but Zong Wu used his spiritual power, so he was powerless to escape.

Although he couldn't escape, Qi Wushen found that even if he was pinched by the master, he didn't feel suffocated at all.

Not only is there no feeling of suffocation, there is not even a feeling of breathing.

The memories in his mind flashed quickly, and Qi Wushen remembered that he should have been affected by the magic weapon of the Immortal Ce, that is to say... he should be in a state of being out of his body now?

——I can't die anyway.

Qi Wushen breathed a sigh of relief.

In the next second, only a "click" sound was heard.

On the stage, a round elm head slipped to the ground.

Qi Ren's head fell to the ground without depth: "..."

Only now did he see clearly that the place where he possessed just now was a wooden doll.

The wooden doll held a four-foot-long sharp blade in its hand, and the tip of the blade flashed a cold light. It didn't look like an opera prop, but more like a real knife and gun.

The sharp blade was held high above the head by the doll, and it looked like it was about to slash at Zong Wu's face.

——It's no wonder that he wanted to "strangle" the puppet, but Qi Wushen happened to possess him at this juncture.

"What are you?" Zong Wu frowned and said sharply. He didn't have a sword on him at this time, but his aura remained undiminished.

Not sharp-edged, but extremely intimidating, this is Zong Wu's temperament.

Qi Wushen's heart trembled, because of Master's outstanding temperament, he tried to call again: "Master, Master."

It's just that there is no sound at all, and there is only a sudden "click click" in the air.

Qi Wushen reacted for a moment, and suddenly saw a few gleams of light shining in the sky not far away.

He looked carefully, only to find that there were many thin and long silk threads suspended in mid-air.

One end of those nearly transparent silk threads is connected to the top of the stage, and the other end hangs the wooden doll's limbs and several large joints on the forehead, which are obviously used for manipulation.

...a puppet show?

Qi Wushen was stunned, recalling something in his mind.

Puppet show is a kind of popular gadget among the people. Unlike other plays, the protagonists of puppet show are not human beings, but carefully crafted dolls.

Qi Wushen thought, no wonder he couldn't speak just now, it's because the baby couldn't move his mouth.

Although the workmanship of the wooden doll is exquisite, it is not a real person after all. The doll’s mouth is composed of two pieces of wood that fit together up and down. It’s just that the doll he possesses has been in disrepair for a long time, and the movement of the wood pieces has long been inflexible. sound.

Qi Wushen was still thinking about how to leave the doll's head, but at this moment, the master looked over.

At this time, Zong Wu was wearing plain white clothes, and this bright color was particularly conspicuous when seen in the dark night, like a holy lotus coming out of the mud, Qi Wushen's heart trembled again, and he couldn't help but sigh the excellent temperament of the master.

In the next second, I saw Zong Wu squatting down slowly in front of him, the hem of the plain white clothes swayed with his movements, the position of the shoulders was pulled into a long straight line, and the folds of the clothes were piled up on the abdomen, as if to remind Junior, there was a child like that.

Qi Wushen: "..."

He thought of the child, the kiss just now, and the words "dead" from the master, and Ji Sheng's words, do you want to be a stepfather to the child.

I saw Zong Wu stretching out his slender jade hands, holding the head of the puppet that Qi Wushen was possessing with both hands, lifted it up, and placed it flat in front of him, then opened his thin lips lightly, and he spit out two words.

"It's you?"

Qi Wushen was stunned, he thought to himself, Master can recognize him now?How familiar is this with him?

In the next second, three more words came out from those thin lips.

The tone was very cold, but Qi Wushen was pulled back almost instantly to those memories that were about to fade away.

"Why are you still picky about eating? Mama Zhang, from now on, I will feed him cabbage, boil it in plain water, and he is not allowed to eat anything else until he finishes eating."

"You have to look like a man. Why do you bully your younger brother all day long? Have you read the book? Have you practiced your handwriting well? Your handwriting is ugly, um... It's on par with me."

"From today on, you will practice Taoism with me, right? Huh? What's the use of cultivating Taoism? Do you understand self-cultivation? Change your bad temper."

The wooden doll's eyes couldn't move, but Qi Wushen still felt that there was so much pain that he wanted to blink, it was very hot and hot, as if tears would come out at any time.

The three words Master called out were: "Qi Tingyi."

That was his father's name. He had been dead for a thousand years, and even he could hardly remember the name of his father.

Qi Wushen was still immersed in the short-term grief, at this moment, a long heh came from behind.

"There!" The voice was none other than the Immortal Ji Ce.

"Who?" Zong Wu flicked his sleeves, and subconsciously hid the head that Qi Wushen possessed behind him.

He looked at Ji Sheng, and then at the Immortal Ji Ce who came with him in blue and white.

"Yes..." Zong Wu was slightly taken aback.

At this moment, Ji Sheng stepped forward, his heart hanging in his throat, and approached Zong Wu with the smallest distance he dared to approach.

Introduced: "Master, this is Lu Shuanghua, the Immortal Recorder from Minghe Youfu."

He said again: "Senior brother made a mistake and was locked in the room by you. I... was unlucky to be entangled by ghosts and evil spirits. Thanks to the kind help of this Immortal Ji Ce, I was able to get rid of the evil spirits."

The fact is that he pushed the ghost skeleton apart with all his strength, which caused trouble for others.

Zong Wu heard that Ji Sheng was lying, and also guessed that the lie probably had something to do with the young apprentice, so he didn't expose it, but the expression on his face was a little weird.

"Immortal Wuhe, please be polite." Lu Shuanghua bowed.

"It's polite." Zong Wu also made a shallow bow to express his response.

The two sides didn't exchange much greetings, and went straight to the point.

Ji Sheng said: "Master... that brother's soul seems to be near here."

"Huh?" Zong Wu was stunned, and it took him a while to realize that the so-called senior brother was Qi Wushen.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

Ji Sheng explained what happened just now in a few words.

When Zong Wu heard the words, his first reaction was: "The little devil was taken away by you?"

This is also what Qi Wushen is most concerned about now. This Immortal Jiji looks gentle and elegant, and he should not be a person who bends the law for personal gain. If he finds out the ghost's soul, it would be strange if he didn't bring it back to the Nether Mansion of Styx.

"No." Lu Shuanghua shook his head, and said again, "There is a restriction imposed by the immortal king in that house, and the little ghost can't escape for a while, so it's not urgent, but it's a big deal if the soul leaves the body, and it won't happen even for a while." No delay."

Living souls are more likely to be injured by evil things, and the body may also be possessed by evil spirits. In addition, the longer you leave, the more obvious the repulsion with the body will be after returning to the soul.

Zong Wu nodded, he naturally knew this truth.

He added: "You don't need to take that little ghost from my room, I'm going to take him as my driving spirit."

As soon as this statement came out, the four of them were shocked.

What is the concept of Xianjun's driving spirit?

That was from an ordinary wandering soul to a half-ninth heaven god.It goes without saying that it is free from dissipation. If you go through the soul contract and become a sword spirit, sword spirit, etc., you can also control the magic weapon as you like, but the scenery is infinite.

Qi Wu knew that Master said this for him, so he couldn't help feeling grateful, but he also knew that it was difficult to explain these words.

after all……

What can a five or six-year-old child do without the ability to distinguish right from wrong?

Zong Wu shook his head, deliberately changed the topic, and said, "Let's go find your senior brother first."

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Ji Sheng and Ji Ce Xianjun walked half a circle around the stage, but they couldn't find Qi Wushen's soul.

After searching for a while, Immortal Ji Ce wondered: "It's strange, logically speaking, it should be near here?"

His magic weapon can only make him feel the approximate position, not specific.

He said again: "He should be attached to the dead object, but why do I feel that he seems to be moving?"

Qi Wushen: "..."

Isn't he moving?Or move in front of their eyes.

After all, he is held in the palm of Master's hand right now.

Ji Sheng explained: "My brother is the most mischievous, maybe he is playing hide-and-seek with some of us."

While speaking, he made a sweaty expression to show his speechlessness to Qi Wushen.

After searching for a while, Ji Sheng shouted directly: "Ye Qi, where are you? Don't play, if you play any more, I will really go to the Youfu of Styx to hunt you down!"

When Zong Wu heard the name, Zong Wu was taken aback, and it took him a moment to realize that they called Qi Wushen's pseudonym.

It's just that the pseudonym just happened to be on the "real name", which he didn't expect.

"You look for it first, I'll go back to the room." Zong Wu said.

Hearing that name, and seeing the blood moon above his head about to fill the sky, he couldn't help feeling a little restless.

Shuo Ri is approaching, according to his previous experience, the poison of love will gradually strengthen from the beginning of Shuo Ri, and it will reach its peak at around nine o'clock in the evening.

If he doesn't have intercourse with others before Haishi, the poison of love will increase retaliatoryly, and he will be dominated by love and desire for the next few days, desperately needing to be "watered" by others.

——Don’t ask him how he knew, Zong Wu once felt that the child in his womb was accidentally conceived during one of the last “watering”.

Zong Wu broke the restriction and walked into the room.

At this time Qi Wushen was lying on the floor, and the puppet doll had completely turned into a child's appearance, but the child was still very weak and was sleeping at this time, and he probably wouldn't wake up for a while.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zong Wu had "evil thoughts" in his heart.

——Qi Wushen is not awake now, even his soul is not in his body, he...

He can use the fairy method to set up the small tent, and then... sit on it by himself, as long as he controls the time, if he starts now, the new moon may be just right...

Zong Wu was sitting on the table, holding the tea cup tightly with his slender jade fingers. His fingertips were secretly exerting force, and the cold tea in the cup began to tremble, just like Zong Wu's restless heart.

Want to...do this?

He shifted his gaze to the sleeping boy, then slowly squatted down, hesitated for a moment, and finally reached out to untie the little apprentice's belt.

At the same time, Qi Wushen, who was attached to his wooden head, looked at the scene in front of him clearly.

The young man's heart was greatly shocked.

The author says:

Qi Wushen: Are you implicating my elm head?

Author: Baby, you think too much——

今天的我如此短小，明日的我，一定粗长！感谢在2022-06-0918：17：34-2022-06-1014：20：03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of salad dressing;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!