Weird Resurrection: I can contact the past

"What?!"

The moment this sentence came out!

In the hall, two voices sounded at the same time.

One was from 037, and the other was from the old temple keeper.

The former was confused, who is this?

And the latter was surprised!

Who is it? How did he know where he was hiding?

The thoughts flashed in his mind for only a moment.

037 didn't have time to tell whether the person who said it was true or false, and who said it.

He was now unable to control his own weirdness, and he had to defeat the old temple keeper immediately to restore testosterone from paper to normal.

Even if it was a lie, he had to bet whether the old temple keeper was hiding on the top beam.

"Swish~"

Almost in the blink of an eye!

A ball of long hair stretched out and flew, rolling towards the beam above.

What 037 didn't expect was...

On the beam, there was actually a piece of white paper lying horizontally!

The portrait on the white paper looked exactly like the old temple keeper!

"You actually...really hid here!"

After a startled cry, 037's eyes were fierce!

His long black hair split into countless sharp strands in an instant, and suddenly stabbed at the paper man.

And the paper man hurriedly swelled up to the thickness of a human body and floated under the beam.

"037!"

"Do you have a helper?"

After the white paper fell to the ground, the old temple keeper showed his figure, looked outside the hall in astonishment, his expression flickering.

He was a little unsure!

Who was talking? Was it 037's people?

If 037 really brought a helper, a helper who could see through his actions...

The current situation is reversed!

"Hmph~"

"Old thing! You actually tricked me?"

"You want me to die?"

"Well! You die first!!!"

Realized that he was almost killed by the other party just now.

037 didn't care about helpers or not. The most urgent thing was to control the old temple keeper first.

He pointed at the old temple keeper's monk's hat with his big hand.

"Swish~"

The long black hair instantly emerged from under the old temple keeper's monk's hat and rolled towards his neck.

"037!"

"You TM! You have a pig brain!"

"Have you ever thought about it? Who is the person who just spoke?"

"We fight each other, who will benefit in the end?"

He is a veteran after all.

The old temple keeper can understand it simply by thinking carefully.

037 walked into [Yongde Temple] alone, and the so-called helper... is unlikely.

What purpose should the person hiding in the dark have to help 037?

He took a few steps back and jumped out of the hall.

The hair on the old temple keeper's neck just wrapped around, and it began to fall like white paper.

He ignored the growth of black hair, and just looked around the temple of [Yongde Temple].

Ordinary people can't hide outside the temple.

Those who are still alive and talking must be in the crowd.

"Who!"

"Who is it?!"

No longer as kind as before, the old temple keeper looked at the corpses on the ground with resentment.

However, there was no echo at all...

There was nothing but corpses covered with branches all over the ground!

"032!"

"Get rid of the paper solution for me!"

"I can help you find the person who made the sound!"

"Tap tap tap~"

Following him, 037 also walked out of the hall slowly.

Although he was a little self-righteous, he was not a fool.

He knew that there was no help for nothing.

Holding the black apple in his hand, 037's throat moved and trembled.

The old temple keeper looked at him, then looked at the black apple in his hand, but did not respond.

"037..."

"Remove my long hair first!"

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking?"

"After I remove your paperization, you want to swallow the black apple right away, right?"

"You help me remove my hair, I can guarantee that only your mouth is paperized!"

"You're talking nonsense!"

"Then restore my testosterone first!"

With his chest heaving, 037 lowered his requirements.

What he feared was not the body that was turned into paper, but the gradually revived long-haired female ghost.

The lack of testosterone is the most serious crisis.

"..."

"Hey! 032! 032!!!"

"I asked you to restore my testosterone!"

037 shouted angrily, and his plump breasts and hips slowly emerged from his body.

"..."

But the old temple keeper looked at him, his mouth corners raised, and this time he didn't beg for anything.

"Do you know?"

"037... I suddenly changed my mind!"

"Are you... unable to bear it?"

"You... should turn into a ghost first!"

"I don't think I will fight you after you turn into a ghost before I revive strangely.But that guy who hid!"

"You!!!"

"Skirt...skirt..."

037 wanted to scold.

But the next sentence in his mouth turned into a feminine female voice.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"Are you so embarrassed without testosterone?"

The long hair on his neck gradually stopped growing, and the old temple keeper's panicked eyes eased.

He took off his shirt.

The paper-like arm joints had spread to the entire chest and stopped at the neck.

He was actually not feeling well.

But compared to 037's weird resurrection, his was much slower.

"Skirt...skirt..."

"No! No!!!"

Watching 037 slowly twisting her body and turning into a long-haired woman.

The old temple keeper walked towards her and looked at the temple courtyard.

"The reptile hiding in the corner! "

"Although I don't know why you help 037!"

"But I'm sorry, he is obviously not qualified to go against me!"

"Do you know?"

"Before he came to [Yongde Temple], he had already squeezed his own weirdness to the limit in order to avoid the weirdness on the road."

"A spent force, you also want to deal with me?"

"Wait until I eat the ghost fruit, everything... will be a foregone conclusion!"

In between the arrogant and cold voice, the old temple keeper was about to snatch the black apple from the long-haired woman.

"Woof woof woof~"

Suddenly!

In the silent courtyard, there was a dog barking.

"Huh?"

The old temple keeper was startled when he heard the voice and looked up.

Under a group of tree roots and human bodies, Zuo Yang was slowly standing up and looking into his eyes.

"Oh? It's you?"

"Donor Zuo? "

Seeing that it was Zuo Yang, the old temple keeper was obviously surprised.

He never expected it.

This mortal, who drove a Wuling Hongguang and broke into [Yongde Temple] by luck, actually survived to the end.

"Why can't it be me?"

Zuo Yang smiled and took out his mobile phone from his arms.

He edited a message and sent it out.

[Zuo Yang: Hello, my past self! If you see this message, please pay attention to my message sending time! In the next half hour, I may be playing with my life! If I reply to you after half an hour, just pretend nothing happened!

If I don't reply after half an hour.

Please remember, after arriving at [Yongde Temple], avoid donating blood and find a way to leave as soon as possible.]

Putting away the phone, Zuo Yang walked towards a female corpse with a calm face.

The old temple keeper stared at him, his face flickering.

"So, it was you who fed the ghost tree with dirty blood!"

"I said why are you looking for trouble! "

Looking at Zuo Yang, who had no tree roots growing on his body, even if the old temple keeper was stupid, he saw something at this moment.

"Smart~"

"But what I didn't expect was that 037 was too lame!"

"I thought that if I told him where you were hiding, you two would die together!"

Pouting, Zuo Yang squatted down and slowly untied the skirt of the female corpse beside him.