my weird life.

Chapter 285 Green Sprouts (22)

Su Wu took a closer look,
This jar seems to be just a copper jar, but it actually has a delicate structure inside, like a human internal organ, with five inner loops,

Those black pills added to the jar,

It is the black mud collected by Master in front of the small temple,

Su Wu and the others, who had been contaminated with a harsh aura, had a drop of blood on their fingers,

and the soil around the deserted village,
put them in the jar,
Stuff a note into the tiger's mouth.

Generally, after five internal cycles, a cross mark will appear on the note.

But the master shook it for a long time, and the five inner cans still did not leave any traces on the note.

It shows that it is not enough to collect factors related to Li Gui, and the five inner pots cannot calculate Li Gui's approximate life pattern.

"Five internal loops..."

Su Wu wanted to take apart the five inner cans to have a look.

Whether the internal visceral circulation system is complete,
But Master only has this jar, what will it be used for after it is broken?
So he can only dispel his thoughts.

He put the jar into the master's small box, locked it, estimated that the time would be almost a quarter, and then walked towards the small temple, intending to remove the zombie.

Just took two or three steps,

Su Wu stopped suddenly.

Looking at the zombie without blinking,

The zombie stood in front of the small temple, still motionless, no different from before,
But Su Wu saw that the shadow cast on the ground by the red candle light suddenly disappeared without a trace!

"Ah Wu,
Go and bring back that old kid's body! "

At this time, the master hadn't noticed the abnormality yet, and shouted to Su Wu who stopped in his tracks.

Su Wu slowly turned his head back,

He made a silent gesture to the master.

Li Yueshan raised his eyebrows,
Squinting to look at the zombie in front of the small temple, the other party stood quietly in the candlelight, suddenly raised his eyelids, a pair of dim eyes looked straight at the direction of the kitchen team!

Under the layer of cowhide wrapped around it,
Like several mice got in,

It kept moving underneath, bulging up small bags one by one!

in an instant,
Even with that layer of cowhide as a barrier,

There is also a sinister rhyme, flowing along the sutures on the zombie's skin,
call--

Accompanied by the surging rhyme,

A gust of wind whizzed by!
In shadowy corners all around,

There was a babbling, and a mournful singing sounded vaguely: "One o'clock just fell asleep, and suddenly I heard the yellow dog barking..."

The dark wind wraps around the broken branches and fallen leaves, dancing all over the sky,
In those shadowy darknesses,
There are white shadows flickering!

at the same time,

The strange rhyme that just emanated from the zombie,

Then disappeared without a trace,
it opened its eyes,

But the eyes were empty.

That trick has just come,
I feel wrong,
Disappeared now...

A few thoughts flashed through Su Wu's mind,
He turned his head and shouted to Master: "Master, prepare to harvest the soul rice!"

Li Yueshan nodded solemnly,
Turn around and discharge a few rough porcelain bowls on the ground, drag the python skin bag over, face the thick porcelain bowl with the mouth of the snake, and spit out grains of soul-receiving rice!
finished speaking,
Su Wu put on the red face mask hanging on his belt,

In an instant, he turned into a long-bearded and red-faced general, held Guan Dao in his hand, and ran towards the zombie—if there was any change in the zombie and Li Gui in his body, the Guan Dao in his hand would chop down without hesitation!

Fortunately,
Go all the way to the zombie,

The other party was motionless,
Let Su Wu move it to the fire,
Tear off the cowhide that wraps his whole body!
The whole cowhide is spread out,

There are dark marks on it,
The master took a torch to shine on the cowhide, and saw that the dark marks connected into lines, there is a main branch and a fork!
"One tael and one money!"

He suddenly looked up at the eldest disciple,
A look of horror flashed in his eyes!
"This terrible fate is abnormal, how could it be possible that he only has one or two dollars?!"

In the master's words,

But he clearly told Su Wu,

This cunning is not easy to deal with!

Very difficult to deal with!
"While the evil has not gone far,
Master, let’s prepare soul-receiving rice for one tael and one penny,
summon it,

The first thing to do is to imprison him! "Su Wu spoke repeatedly, then turned to look at Li Zhu'er who brought Xiuxiu together, "Zhu'er, you go to set up a pot to heat oil, Xiuxiu, you go and look at your dog leftover brother,

found something unusual,
Be sure to report immediately! "

The master stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of soul-recovering rice from the bowl, and gathered them into another coarse porcelain bowl, making up enough weight for one tael.

Li Zhuer pursed her lips and nodded seriously,
Turned to carry the clay pot,
Put the iron frame on the campfire, put the firewood pot on it, and build a simple pot and stove on the spot.

Xiuxiu has also run away,
Run to Gou Sheng lying on the straw mat.

"Here, go and put it at the gate of the temple!" Master handed the soul harvesting rice that had been weighed without any deviation to Su Wu, then got up, and slapped the stomach of the zombie next to him,

The zombie's bulging belly sank inward,
Opening its mouth with deformed canines,

With a wow, a ball of rice that had been 'steamed', rancid and blackened was spit out!
As the ball of rice is spit out by it,
The sly rhyme of 'Hei Calamity' circulates on it again,

It rolls its eyes,

But just roll your eyes,

Still frozen in place!
The master picked up the spatula next to it, walked towards Zhu'er who was setting up the firewood pot, and at the same time shouted to Xiuxiu: "Xiuxiu, call this zombie over and let it protect you two!"

——he talked with Xiuxiu,
Naturally knowing that Xiuxiu has mastered a method of manipulating zombies,
This set of tactics was originally only used to manipulate zombies,

Now it can move the black cat in the zombie's body,
With the dead body as the medium,

Let Li Gui also use it for himself!
Li Yueshan took the earthen pot from Zhu'er's hand, poured tons and tons of fried oil into the pot, and at the same time told Zhu'er: "The oil is probably not enough, go and move the oil pot from the mule cart." come down!

Bring in new oil! "

"Yes!"

Helped the master to fill a few sticks of firewood into the fire,
Pearl turned and ran to the mule cart,

The [-]-jin oil pot was picked up by her with both arms, and rushed to the side of the oil pot.

According to Master's instructions, pour the freshly bought rapeseed oil into it!

ton ton ton...

Black fat poured into the pan,

There are pieces of foam in the pot!

Master concentrates on stirring the oil to make the two blend together,
However, he temporarily ignored, when did he, a female disciple, gain such strength? !
"Sleep right at two o'clock at two o'clock..."

The singing voice still sounded intermittently in the surrounding white shadows,

It just rings more and more frequently,
It's getting louder.

Simultaneously,

in the dark,
Two bars covered with black lines protrude slowly from a distance,

appearing in the public eye,
On the two parallel bars,
There is a chair.

There seems to be a figure on the chair,
As the parallel bars creaked forward, the figure on the chair swayed slightly,

White shadows clustered around that figure!
Su Wu put down the soul harvesting rice,
walk away,

He saw the white shadows, which were actually palms the size of ordinary people. Those pale hands, which seemed to be the palms of women, were holding things that were too small to be ignored compared to their huge bodies. sewing,
Around the figure sitting on the chair,
Quickly thread the needle,

suture,

One after another, pale silk threads were sewn into the skin of that figure,

It is the same color as the skin of that figure.

At this time,
Su Wu also saw clearly,

that figure,

——It’s the green seedlings!
Her face was empty and indifferent,
Letting the huge palm sew silk threads all over her body, she felt no pain——

After those giant hands,
One by one, the silk threads are twisted into a ball and dragged backwards,

Involved in the boundless darkness, no one knows what is hidden in that darkness!
Su Wu stared at Qingmiao sitting on the chair,
Looking at the two bamboo poles supporting the chair, slowly approaching the bowl of soul-receiving rice.

He looked back at his master,
At this time, Master, Zhu'er and others all saw the green shoots on the chair,

Pearl's face was full of tears,

Xiuxiu sobbed silently,

Master opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

The eldest disciple has already said: "Master, Qing Miao is still alive, and has not been completely sewn into a trick—"

"Not yet?!" The gloomy look on Master's face suddenly disappeared,

"Her hands are still struggling."

Su Wu remained expressionless, and spoke lightly.

"Rescue!"

Master waved his hand,
Pick up the crescent next to it for easy shoveling,
And Su Wu was faster than him,

Already approaching Qingmiao on the chair with a knife!

Those giant hands around Qingmiao are still sewing white thread into Qingmiao's skin,

Until Su Wu came within one foot of them with a knife,

Nine pale palms suddenly grabbed the two parallel bamboo bars under the chair,

drag the bamboo stick,

Into the depths of darkness!

at this time,

Perhaps it was because there were no new silk threads sewn into my skin,
Qing Miao's hands struggled more violently, grasping randomly from left to right, the fingers of her left hand entangled a white silk thread connected to her skin in this random movement,

She tugged at the thread,

Struggling to pull——

The silk thread pierced through her subcutaneous flesh and blood, making a creepy sound,
Just listening to that voice makes one feel a chill in the back and an illusory pain!

Just like when the surgical wound has not healed,
It's like forcibly pulling out the sutures!
The white silk thread was suddenly stained with blood, turning bright red,

With the red silk thread pulled out of the young shoot's skin,

The expression on the left half of her face became more vivid,
The young woman's eyes were red and tears kept rolling down,
Staring at Su Wu with great hope,

Tears kept dripping from the cheeks!
That is the longing for life,

The desire to live!
As the thread was pulled out, the nine giant hands holding the bamboo bar and retreating into the darkness had to free up three to continue to straighten and sew the messy thread,

And Qing Miao's left hand never gave up struggling,
Enduring intense pain without giving up, pulling the silk thread out of his own flesh and blood!
"Whoa, whoa, whoa—"

Su Wu heard the sound of roaring and shouting in a theatrical voice,

He swung his knife sharply,

To the side-slashing darkness!

The dragons and pythons coiled by the knife diverged one after another, dragging a black shadow out of the darkness,

The knife was falling from the top of his head,
the black thread stitched under its skin,
A few were cut off by this knife,
At this moment, it suddenly stretched out its hand towards Su Wu,

Gently beckons.

In an instant, Su Wu felt an urge to respond to it and wave to it,

When this impulse arises,
He already knows
This trick is the 'waving trick' that Zhu'er has encountered before!
The sword of wisdom rises and falls in my mind,
That impulse was instantly extinguished!
(End of this chapter)