Buddhist master [Quick Transmigration]

Wu Zheng sat in the pure white space with a sluggish expression.

The white vortex no longer rotates stably, and tilts down in one direction. Many small eddies appear in it, and lightning falls from the vortex faintly.

He lowered his head to see the lightning and thunder, and put his hand in the lightning, his hand was slightly numb.

The glowing figure said: "You'd better not touch these things."

Wu Zheng said: "I thought it was a special effect..."

"It's true," said the doll, "everything you've experienced so far is true."

Wu Zheng: "..."

He was silent for a long time, and said to himself: "He may not be dead, right? Maybe there will be a chance, some genius doctor will find him and help him detoxify..."

The doll said: "It is indeed possible."

Wu Zheng knew that the other party was comforting him, so he didn't continue talking, and he was not comforted much.The only consolation in his heart is that he can still see Xiaobai in the next world.

"Let me go to the next world." He breathed out, "It's not interesting to stay here."

"Let's go right away." The figure said, shaking its head, and said without thinking, "Wu Zheng, you should think about it once in a while."

"Compare your obsession with your beloved, which one do you choose?"

Wuzheng's eyes went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he was shocked.

He is flying.

Fly among the clouds.

The surroundings were white, and he was inside a cloud. The cold mist condensed on his face, but he didn't feel cold because his body was covered with a thick layer of scales.

And the way he flies is...with wings!

He had never used wings to fly before, so he was very curious at once, but when he thought about the wing movements carefully, something went wrong, and he almost fell from the sky.

He was so scared that he quickly let go of his head and let the wings move by themselves.

He lowered his head and stretched out his hand, only seeing his thick chest.

He scratched his fingers and found that he only had three fingers, and his nails were extremely sharp.

...This is simply a claw!

Wuzheng leaned forward and rushed down, skimmed across the lake, and saw his own figure in the mirror-like lake water.

That doesn't look like a human at all, but... a black giant dragon!

He flew over the mountains, seriously studying whether he should find a cave to live in, that's where the dragon should stay.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a call.

This call was not a real voice, but seemed to come from the depths of the soul, an ancient contract engraved in the dragon's blood since birth.

Someone is calling him.

He spread his wings and followed the sound.

The destination is at the foot of the mountain. It is a white castle, which is beautifully built. The owner of the castle must have excellent aesthetics.

Wuzheng was too big, and he was afraid that he would crush this beautiful castle, so he landed on the window, looking at the room in the window with his big eyes.

The teenager in the room just got up, holding a doll rabbit in his hand.

He rubbed his eyes, jumped out of bed and walked to the window, and bowed towards the big eyes that almost filled the entire window. There was no trace of fear on his beautiful face, as if he had expected the dragon to come.

He said softly, "Your Excellency Dragon, I'm glad to meet you. I'm White, the owner of this castle, and the world calls me... Demon King."

Wuzheng flapped his wings, feeling strangely relieved.

No mistake, he recognized each other at the first sight.

White, his little white, long time no see.

The giant dragon lowered its head, and the young man stretched out his hand to press on his body, Wu Zheng felt his body shrink back and turned into a human form.

He looked at his hand curiously, there were quite a few of the five fingers, and he was even a little uncomfortable.

Although it didn't take long, he was used to the dragon's way of thinking.

The Demon King opened the window, and Wu Zheng jumped into his room, sitting on the floor, the boy asked, "Your Excellency, Dragon, what's your name?"

"No contest."

The young man had a question mark on his face, unable to accept such a complicated pronunciation. He tried a few times, took a deep breath, and said, "From today on, don't call me by that name! I will call you, um... NoFight? Peace? No , Let’s call it Dark, a black dragon, very good.”

Wuzheng tried to defend his precious name again, but seeing White's happy face, he said helplessly, "Dark is Dark, okay."

Black and white, very well matched.

He looked at the Demon King, subconsciously lowered his voice and asked, "What did you ask me to do?"

White said: "I am the devil king, of course I can only have one purpose for calling you here."

Wu Zheng:? ? ?

The Demon King spoke confidently: "Destroy the world."

Wuzheng: ...

After a while, he said with difficulty: "Where are your subordinates?"

White said, "What man? I'm the only one here."

Wu Zheng asked again: "Okay, then did you seduce anyone?"

White: "Why should I bewitch others? Isn't that troublesome?"

Wuzheng: ...

He said: "Then how do you want to destroy the world? With your mouth? Or by people killing each other? Or do you create natural disasters?"

White snapped his fingers, slapped his hands, and said approvingly: "I think your idea is very good! Let's go to the main city of the kingdom first, and you can turn into a dragon and carry me there."

Wuzheng did so helplessly, and flew to the main city in the direction the demon king pointed out to him. He turned back into a human in the woods, and the two of them walked in through the gate like dogs.

He was very curious about what the devil would do.

White looked left and right, and everything he saw was very novel.He did whatever he wanted, squatting in front of a small stall to pick out dolls for half an hour, and then sent Wu Zheng to exchange money for him, which was delayed for some time.

When Wu Zheng came back, the Demon King had already selected a large package of dolls, and he was very familiar with the stall owner.

At the beginning, the stall owner was concerned with sales, but now that a big deal of business is imminent, he began to care about the lives of customers, and he couldn't take his eyes off White's face because of this concern.

Wu Zheng came back and saw that he was a little unhappy, so he walked over quickly, intending to take Xiao Bai out of here quickly.

White seemed completely unaware of the attractiveness of his own face, and praised the dolls in his soft voice: "This rabbit is very beautiful. This doll is also very cute."

The stall owner swallowed his saliva, stroked his mustache and boasted: "Of course, these are all made by my wife, and they are no different from live ones."

A red light flashed in White's eyes: "Really?"

The stall owner nodded hastily, and boldly reached out to touch White's hand: "Really, I'll show you..."

He failed to touch White's hand and was blocked by Wu Zheng.Wuzheng looked at him vigilantly, with a fierce look on his face, the stall owner only touched the doll.

The stall owner felt very embarrassed: "Man, don't be so fierce."

Wuzheng stuffed the money into his hand, looked at him like he was looking at trash, and said emotionlessly, "Put the doll up, we're leaving."

The stall owner regretted that he hadn't seized the time to do it just now, and put up the doll in a dejected manner.

He took two steps back with his arms around White, and taught him: "Little devil, you must know how to protect yourself and not let others take advantage of you..."

"I don't think it's a problem," White said.

He smiled happily: "He helped a lot."

The stall owner was packing a doll and stuffed a rabbit doll into the bag when he suddenly felt the rabbit move.

He thought it was an illusion, so he picked up the rabbit and took a look, only to see a red light in the rabbit's eyes, a strange smile in the mouth sewn with cloth, and the teeth hooked by white lines seemed to be grinding up and down.

Immediately afterwards, the doll jumped out of his hand and bit his nose.

The stall owner let out a scream: "Ahhhh!"

He forcefully pulled the rabbit off his face, half of his nose was missing, and the blood flowed profusely.

The rabbit doll had half of his nose dangling from its mouth, and the smile on its face remained the same, but it looked particularly ferocious against the blood.The doll moved unevenly on the ground, moving towards the stall owner step by step.

He looked at the rabbit in horror. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the pocket on one side. The pocket was constantly beating, like a huge bug egg, and the terrible thing inside was about to rush out.

On the other side, the remaining dolls on the booth also raised their bodies one by one, showing their invariable smiles, and walked crookedly in all directions.

Wu Zheng was about to continue educating White on the importance of self-protection when he suddenly heard this scream, stopped talking and looked back, just in time to see the dolls rushing towards the passers-by, some grabbing people's fingers, some biting their ankles The next piece of meat, many more directly hit the face.

The peaceful daily life was broken, and a catfish was thrown into the well-ordered crowd, stirring up the whole school of fish.With the doll booth as the center, screams, howls, and curses can be heard endlessly.

Wu Zheng was stunned, he quickly turned his head and asked, "What's going on?"

The devil looked innocent: "The stall owner said that these dolls seem to be alive, and I just made his dream come true." He laughed while talking, "I don't know, does he still like it now? What about living dolls?"

By the way, stall owner!

Wu Zheng searched for the stall owner in the chaotic crowd, and finally saw the man confronting the rabbit.He was missing a nose, half an ear, four fingers and countless pieces of flesh, bleeding all over his body.I don't know how many times he grabbed the rabbit from his body, and when he tried to escape, he was caught up again, wailing incessantly.

Wu Zheng asked anxiously: "If he takes back what he said..."

"Ah, then these dolls will turn back into lifeless things? It's so pitiful." The devil said with a sad face.

Wuzheng ran towards the stall owner, and when he was about to grab him, the stall owner staggered, stepped on the swaying pocket, and knocked it down.

It was hard for Wu Zheng to describe what he saw at that moment.

In the pocket, all the cute dolls carefully selected by White rushed out, dolls, little tigers, little lions, little foxes... The cute dolls showed creepy smiles, opened their mouths wide, and rushed towards the stall owner.

In just an instant, the stall owner was torn apart.

When Wu Zheng rushed in front of him, it was hard to say that the rest of the opponent was in human form.

Minced meat, half an eyeball, brains, bones... The dolls were thrown into this pile of bloody debris, their bodies were stained blood, and the sound of swallowing was disgusting.

The Demon King came over, knelt down to look at it, and said disgustedly: "It's not cute if it's stained with blood."

Wu Zheng felt cold all over, stood looking at the pure and innocent expression of the other party, frowned and said, "You..."

"Dark, why blame me? Destroy the world with your mouth, this is your suggestion." The devil got up and looked around, and saw a young man in a gorgeous dress leading the gendarmerie and organized to fight against these dolls, many dolls Swept by the gun, split in half and fell to the ground.

He was not angry, and murmured: "I seem to have heard someone say, if the doll can't be destroyed, or if the doll can continue to move after being torn..."

Wu Zheng couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "White!"

The devil sighed, stood on tiptoe and reached out to pat his head: "You don't like this, do you?"

He stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers: "Then come again."

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Wu Zheng blinked his eyes, and found himself standing in front of a doll stall with the Demon King. The stall owner enthusiastically came up to sell them, and the Demon King approached with interest.

Wu Zheng shivered, and pulled Xiao Bai away from there, but he didn't notice a red light flashing in the other's eyes.

The author has something to say: In the world of western fantasy, let yourself go, there are only ten chapters.