I Am Liked by Non-human Beings and Surrounded by Barrage

"Ok."

Jia Luo handed over the formation map to the holy monk.

"Um……"

The holy monk took the A4 paper of the formation chart, stretched his index finger to his mouth, bit a hole, and copied the pattern on it.

Jia Luo suddenly thought that according to what the barrage said, the holy monk's body was as hard as a magic weapon, except for being stung by a scorpion spirit, he had never been broken by anyone.

So how strong are the teeth of the holy monk who can bite through the skin?

And being stung by the scorpion spirit is not a shameful thing, after all, the scorpion spirit has stung the Tathagata, and even the Tathagata is in pain, that is, King Kong will take her.

But Guanyin Bodhisattva here is obviously not kind. If the Tathagata is stung, can it be called sting? This is called compassion.

Those so-called Tathagatas are also in pain. This is clearly my Buddha's mercy and wants to keep her alive, so I didn't kill her.

I don't know, after Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva returns, will Tathagata wear small shoes, so as not to give face to the immediate boss?

After thinking about it for two seconds, Jia Luo suddenly felt that the holy monk stopped copying.

"What happened to the holy monk?"

Gallo looked up suspiciously.

"The poor monk's wound is healed, and he can't bleed anymore."

The holy monk sighed faintly, then, he stretched out his finger, bit the wound again, and began to copy with blood.

"It's good again..."

So, two seconds later, the holy monk continued to bite his fingers.

Jia Luo watched calmly from the side, and suddenly he thought of a clip he had seen before, where he bit his finger and wrote a book in blood, but the wound healed too quickly, so after ten fingers and ten toes were bitten, he finally wrote a book in blood .

What a sad story!

Fortunately, the holy monk reused a finger.

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"Okay, the poor monk is finished."

After biting off his fingers countless times, the holy monk handed over the A4 paper of the completed formation diagram to Jia Luo.

The mysterious pattern on the A4 paper has turned blood red, and it seems to have a strange spirituality.

Jia Luo didn't know what to do next, so he had to ask Mozun.

"My lord, what are you going to do next?"

Jia Luo looked towards where the demon king was, the thermos cup standing on a protruding stone two or three steps away.

"Put the formation on the ground, and then the bald donkey will come over and chant the mantra with me."

Mozun said coldly.

Galo stuck the A4 on the ground.

The holy monk walked up to the Demon Venerable, clasped his hands together, and said respectfully, "Thanks for your kindness!"

"Stop talking nonsense and follow me."

The Mozun snorted coldly, and then its voice changed suddenly.

It seems to be distant and blurred, like the sound of Brahma, like howling wind, like the uplift of the earth, like burning sky and fierce flames, like the boundless sea.

Three seconds later, Jia Luo covered his face, his heart was broken.

"Cao Cao Cao! Nima! Wo Cao Day... If you don't hear about it, go home!"

After the holy monk finished reading.

The A4 paper on the ground gave off an inexplicable aura.

An invisible spiritual formation spread out from the center of the formation, forming a giant formation covering the entire city of Chiba.

Powerfully and domineeringly plundering the city's spiritual veins.

At the same time, a golden flame ignited on the A4 paper, soaring into the sky suddenly, growing to a height of more than three meters.

Seeing that the formation is still useful, Mozun snorted coldly at Jia Luo, "Anyone who wants to go into the fire, just imagine what is there in that place, the more detailed the thinking, the more accurate the location will be. When you are almost done thinking about it, just silently think about how the formation will unfold, and then the formation can be fixed as a teleportation leading to a certain place. If you want to put it away, then recite the previous spell again."

It turns out that this formation is still foldable?

Gallo froze.

Chapter 160 Nine Disturbances at Miskatonic University III

He thought it was like any door, just call it out.

No, wait a minute, teleportation depends on thinking?

Then, Jia Luo suddenly thought of something.

"Then what if you suddenly lose your mind?"

Gallo asked curiously.

"It's none of my business, you can't even calm down, you still want to practice."

Mozun replied with a sneer.

Sure enough, Mozun still liked the word cold as always.

However, Jia Luo was going to stop here and give it a try first, to see the situation before deciding whether to go inside the magic circle or not.

Start by closing your eyes.

Imagining the scene of Miskatonic University, the first impression of Miskatonic University is the blue sky and white clouds seen in the promotional photos, the students who are diligent and hardworking, and the ancient clock tower behind them...

Speaking of the clock tower, the first thing that comes to mind is the clock tower weirdo. After all, it is the content of the college entrance examination, and Jia Luo needs to memorize the knowledge points before traveling.Speaking of Notre Dame de Paris, Gallo thought of other translated names of Notre Dame de Paris and some very strange names.

The camel man in the bell tower, I didn't know that I thought it was the green forest hero!

Hunchbacked Notre Dame de Paris, come on, show me how a Hunchbacked Notre Dame de Paris is!

These translations, the uninformed masses thought it was a fantasy drama!

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After thinking for three seconds, Jia Luo opened his eyes in horror.

Jia Luo murmured to himself the last imagination left in his mind, "Since ancient times, blond hair has been a loser!"

Indeed, Jia Luo couldn't calm down.

His thinking is like a good car, once he steps on the gas pedal, he doesn't know where he will go.

If Jia Luo were to go into the formation and imagine the destination.

(Damn it! Why do I feel like something big will happen.)

Jia Luo thought to himself.

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Arkham town.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the streets of the small town were silent.

"I can't believe it, they actually rented that precious book to an Eastern priest!"

An angry voice pierced the silence of the night, and Teacher Cass in a black robe walked down the street with a gloomy expression.

On his left hand is carrying a cello case, which is larger than the common 4/4 cello case, and contains Professor Cass' favorites in it.

"How can they be sure that that treacherous Oriental will not steal that book and keep it for himself?"

Professor Cass shouted angrily.

Professor Cass started his grandfather as a lecturer at Miskatonic University, and his family has taught at Miskatonic University for generations. He is now a full professor at the university, and his son is also a lecturer at the university.

Everyone in their family has dedicated their lives to this university, and Miskatonic University has an irreplaceable important position in the heart of Professor Cass.

When he heard from the students that they had lent a precious book in the library to a strange oriental priest, he couldn't believe what he heard.Then, after he calmly understood that this matter had already happened, he was furious beyond words.

In his opinion, those who want to steal precious books from the university's most important library all the time are shameless thieves, and those who do not act are the accomplices of hateful thieves.

"I'll get that book back, don't expect anyone to take anything but knowledge from Miskatonic University!"

Responding to Professor Cass' anger.

The ferocious big dog pulled by his right hand bared its fangs ferociously and roared wildly.

This large, creepy dog ​​is the watchdog of the Miskatonic University Library.

Surrounding this dog, there are endless weird legends. The students all said that the guard dogs in the library are all one type of dog from generation to generation, and no matter which generation can only use this type of dog.

However, Professor Cass, who has been a teacher in the university for generations, knows that from the first librarian to the current librarian, there will always be only one dog.

Whether it is those monsters of the opposite sex or those greedy humans, as long as they are shameful thieves, the fierce fangs and sharp claws of the library watchdog will tear their bodies and bite their humble hands.

When Professor Cass was getting angry, a golden flame in the distant forest suddenly attracted his attention.

"Wang Wang Wang!!!"

The watchdog snarled wildly at the flame, and a strong hostility spread out.

"Found you, vile thief!"

Professor Cass sneered cruelly.

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Next to the small town of Arkham, there is a dense forest, which is silent.