my weird life

Chapter 1084 The Six Paths of God! (12)

The three people kneeling on the ground, except for the child in the damselfly's arms who dared to open his ignorant eyes to look at the figure that seemed to be enveloped in a dark miasma, the other two people had their heads pressed tightly to the ground, each of them Trying his best to suppress his breathing.

The damselfly reached out tremblingly, trying to press down the child's head.

At this time, the figure who looked like a high-ranking official suddenly asked a question. Her heart was pounding, but she didn't understand what he was asking.

However, the old woman next to her reacted quickly and said repeatedly: "Sir, we have only arrived at this wild temple not long ago, and I don't know if anyone has been here before!

As for making a wish to the painting on the wall... I don't even know. "

The man, whose body was wrapped in a large and gloomy official robe, and whose face looked even more gloomy, shook his head when he heard this: "It's a pity that I have to waste another night..."

His eyes glanced back and forth between the old woman and the young woman, and finally looked at the boy whose head was forced down by the damselfly.

The horse-faced man grinned, which made people feel even more creepy.

"This doll is good..."

The skeletal hand, with almost only a piece of skin wrapped around the blue and black blood vessels, stretched out from under the sleeve of the man's robe, reaching towards the boy who broke away from his mother's hand and raised his head.

At this moment.

Suddenly there were footsteps outside the temple door.

The man in the temple looked sharply——

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly felt an indescribable sense of fear. This sense of terror made him feel that the air around him had become unsafe, as if there were sharp knives everywhere - he suddenly retracted his palm and did not move. He turned around to see who was coming behind him, shook off the hem of his robe, and sat down on the ground next to the fire.

"The weather is too cold. It's better to light a fire to keep warm..."

The man muttered a few words to himself, picked up a few branches and threw them into the fire.

The sporadic flames in the fire exuded a trace of heat. After accumulating for a while, they finally ignited the few twigs, and the fire started to dance again in the small temple.

Several figures stepped into the wild temple, and the swaying firelight reflected the shadows of the latecomers, sometimes intertwining and sometimes overlapping on the walls and ground.

The half-grown boy who was left at the end turned back and closed the temple door.

The cold wind outside the temple finally stopped blowing into the temple.

The man in official robes next to the fire sat up straighter and watched the tall young man sit down next to the fire opposite him. The tall and thin old man following behind him bowed to wait on him.

The figures of these latecomers just covered the damselflies, their children, and the old woman behind.

A warmer atmosphere circulates in this temple with a large hole in the roof. The warmth brings comfort and makes the damselfly mother, her son and the old woman kneeling on the ground feel a little braver in their hearts.

They raised their heads cautiously and saw several half-grown men standing in front of them.Their eyes passed through the gap between the young men's figures and saw Su Wu sitting by the fire.

The damselfly saw Su Wu's side face, her eyes a little surprised.

She recognized who Su Wu was.

But in this situation, no one took the initiative to speak, and she didn't dare to say anything at this time.

Su Wu raised his eyes and looked at the man in official uniform across from him. When the man met Su Wu's gaze, he felt a chill in his heart, as if there was a sharp knife on his neck, hanging on the back of his neck, pressing against it. The feeling in his chest suddenly burst out, and the fine hairs on his face stood up at the feeling of terror!
The man lowered his head, did not dare to speak, and did not dare to look into Su Wu's eyes again!
But the other party's voice slowly flowed into his ears, and his voice was calm, as if nothing had happened: "Looking at your appearance and appearance, you don't seem to be one of us Han people.

Bannerman? "

"Yes, yes..." The man did not want to answer Su Wu's question, but his mouth refused to obey and directly told the truth.

"What's your name?"

"Bao Bao. His full name is 'Ilegun Alimbao'." "Those officials who died in the wild forest in front of the valley were the officials who came with you?"

Hearing Su Wu's question, 'Bao Bao' immediately wanted to resist the force that came from nowhere and not respond to the other party's question, but he was unable to resist at all. He just trembled all over and replied like chaff. :"Yes Yes……"

"Looking at the clothes you are wearing, you are also an official of the imperial court.

What are you here for? "Su Wu's eyes paused slightly on the 'Hongshu Buzi' on the chest of Bao Bao's official uniform. Hongshu Buzi is the Buzi on the Qing Dynasty's seventh-grade civil servants' court uniforms.

The seventh-grade official must be the magistrate of another county or the county magistrate of the capital county.

Nowadays, it is rare for bannermen to go to other counties to serve as county officials.

Most of the Eight Banners disciples are still resting on their merits, eating, drinking and having fun every day, enjoying the glory and wealth in the capital.

"I received the emperor's order and went to Kaocheng County in the Central Plains to be appointed as the county magistrate. I just happened to pass by here." Bao Bao answered with his head lowered. When facing Su Wu, he was always wrapped in the unspeakable fear, so that he could not In front of Su Wu, who was not his master at all, he called himself a slave!
"Why did those officials die?

But killed by you? "Su Wu asked again.

As soon as this question was raised, the face of Bao Bao, the answerer, was distorted. His face was full of emotions mixed with anger, struggle and fear and avoidance. Two completely different emotions appeared on his face together, making his face look confused. Looking strange and twisted, he shook his head violently, wishing he could break his neck, but he kept replying: "Those officials did die because of the slaves, but they were not killed by the slaves!
Minions and minions use them to experience 'hell changes'..."

Su Wu's eyes flashed with light, he stared at Bao Bao and asked, "What is the hell transformation?"

"Hell changes, hell changes -" Bao Bao's head shook even more violently, so that his voice became vague and intermittent. He was trembling all over, trying to respond to Su Wu's question uncontrollably - - But at this moment, his skin suddenly turned yellow, mottled and rolled up, like a layer of paper that had been soaked by the years. Layers of paper rolled up on his mottled and yellowed face!

Bao Bao's entire face turned into a paper face. This face was completely different from his original image. It was a man with leopard eyes drawn on paper!

scoff!

'He' struggled to get up, but the paper covering his body tore apart during the struggle.

The paper covering his face with a picture of a leopard's eyes also fell off his face.

Under that paper face, there is another paper face!
This paper-faced face is actually a man who looks quite handsome——

Su Wu watched Bao Bao struggle to get up and picked up the paper face that fell off his face. He recognized the leopard-eyed face and the delicate face - these two faces belonged to the two people who died earlier. Official errand!

The tribulation shadows around him were tumbling, submerging Bao Bao's knees.

Bao Bao was unable to move under the influence of Su Wu's robbery shadow, and he couldn't even struggle!
"What is hell transformation?"

Su Wu sat by the fire, picked up the face of an official that had fallen off Bao Bao's face, and continued to ask him.

Bao Bao fell to his knees like a jade pillar pushing up a mountain of gold, and kept kowtowing to Su Wu: "Master! Master! You are the master! Please spare my slave - please spare my slave this time!"

While he kept kowtowing, pieces of paper were still falling off on his face.

A total of 27 pieces of paper fell off his body.

Corresponds to the 27 officials who died previously.

After all the paper skin was peeled off, Bao Bao's face became blank. Under the skin of human skin, the outline of the facial features slightly protruded, but the real facial features could not grow.

Su Wu shook his head, looked at Bao Bao's face without facial features, and said, "I roughly understand what your so-called 'hell transformation' is - but those are just my guesses after all.

I need you to explain it clearly to me what the real situation is.

Tell me, what is hell transformation? "

"If people who are not in the six realms of gods are transferred to the six realms of gods after passing the punishment of hell, this is the transformation of hell..." After Bao Bao replied, he fell to the ground as if all the muscles and bones in his body had been taken away.

(End of this chapter)