Miss Sister is a mysterious creature

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In the silent and dark night, that cry was like a burst of thunder breaking through the sky, which made the two people in the room tremble.

There was a loud bang, and something heavy slammed against the wall, making a dull sound.Then, the world fell into dead silence.In the dark night, a needle can be heard.

The two men put down their busy work, stood still like stone sculptures and clay sculptures, stared round their eyes, and looked out of the door guardedly.

The man with a high-pitched voice frowned and sniffed, and found something unusual. His eyes moved to the bottom of the room door, his pupils suddenly tightened, and he rubbed his eyes hard in disbelief. When he looked again, he couldn't help being frightened out of his wits , Heartbroken.

Outside the door, a small puddle of blood was spreading into the house through the crack of the door...

The air seemed to freeze suddenly, and the time was stretched infinitely long.The man was already sober, instinctively anticipating the approaching danger, his whole body stiffened, and cold sweat splashed down his forehead.

Outside the door, in the dead silence, there was a faint rustling sound, like the sound of a giant reptile rubbing the floor with its scales, it was creepy to hear.

In that sound, there were also a few beeping, beeping, metal clashing sounds.The voice was pleasant to the ear, but it was very strange, and the hairs on the two of them stood on end, shaking like chaff.

The man instinctively noticed that outside the door, a huge unknown force was silently sneering.The god of death has quietly stood behind him and raised his sickle to them.

What broke the eerie silence was the crisp sound of the door opening.Someone said in a stammering local accent: "Seventh Brother Seventh, I bought wine, wine..."

There was only a few seconds of silence outside the door, and then there was a snap, and the shattering of the wine bottle resounded throughout the room, followed by a plop, and someone fell to their knees heavily.

The sound of "dong dong dong" kowtowed continuously, and the trembling voice of the man who came back from buying wine couldn't stop begging for mercy: "Emperor Wa—forgive me! Empress Wa—forgive me—!"

Although the men in the house didn't know what was going on outside, but when they saw He Qigu's blood seeping through the door, and heard the begging for mercy outside, they were all terrified, their knees were so weak that they just wanted to jump. on the ground.

Outside the house, in front of the kneeling native accent man, a half-human deity more than 4 meters tall stands majestically like a jade mountain.The half-length flaming red dress is like a cloud of blood, reflecting the peerless and fierce beauty. The figure is graceful and graceful, showing the beauty of the female body, but it makes people look at it without any obscene reverie, only awe.

The demigod's head is close to the ceiling, and his lower body is flexible and coiled in the center of the cramped living room.The purple scale armor on the half of the body is shining with bright cold light.A pair of purple pupils were burning like lightning, filled with the wrath of the goddess and the resentment of Shura, the sharpness in the eyes was like two ancient sharp blades, nailing the man to the floor.

The native accent man curled his clumsy figure into a ball, knelt down on the ground, peeked up at the god-like existence, and was shaking like a sieve, suddenly thinking of something.With trembling hands stretched into the collar, he took out a white jade pendant strung with a red thread from the depths of the skirt, raised it reverently to the top of his head, and repeatedly kowtowed for mercy: "Emperor Wa, Empress Wa, please spare my life, my family The three generations of ancestors are all your believers."

The man vaguely recalled his childhood. A blind fortune teller passed by the entrance of the village and told him that he was just five or six years old. Go to the "Wa Palace" in Nanshan, and ask for a small statue of "Nv/Yin Niang Niang" to carry with you, so as to save your life.

His mother favored him as the "youngest", so she worked hard to get this pendant for him.Thinking of his old mother's weather-covered face, the man couldn't help crying.

He raised his eyes to look at the majestic figure in mid-air, with a hint of determination in his eyes, and said sincerely: "Empress Wa, I, I am stupid, and no one wants to use me. I, I have never done anything harmful to the world. Serve these people to eat and drink, just spare, just spare my life."

The man was in a hurry, he spoke a lot more neatly than usual, and actually shed two lines of tears while talking.

The figure of the woman in red was as fast as lightning, and her willow waist swung lightly like a giant snake. Suddenly, a sacred and strange fragrance rushed to the man.

The man thought to himself that there was no way to save him.His mother often said that "people are doing it, but the sky is watching", and it is inevitable that he and his third brother will be punished for doing such an outrageous thing, so they closed their eyes deeply and killed them.

After a long while, there was no movement. He opened his eyes slightly, lowered his eyelids, and stared fixedly at the huge shadow floating on the floor, suddenly knowing that "Emperor Wa" was floating in front of him, examining his soul.Trembling all over, he lifted the amulet carved from white jade an inch higher.

The demigod swims with a flexible and sinuous body, floating in front of the man like a ghost, staring with interest at the white jade pendant in the man's hand, on which a rough carving engraved the image of a goddess with a human head and a snake body , seems to be the goddess of the earth in ancient Chinese folk beliefs - Nuwa.

The woman's humanoid body wandered in mid-air, her eyes, which were cold and still, like frozen purple abysses, patrolled the man's face.The rustling sound of scales rubbing and the jingling of silver chains were close to my ears.

The man lowered his head even lower, as if he was going to bury it in the ground, holding his "golden medal for avoiding death" above his head, begging for mercy.

He said with trembling voice: "I, my mother, and my grandma have all worshiped and worshiped your old man. Every year on the eighteenth day of the third month of the lunar calendar, I will go to the temple to sprinkle rice and noodles for you... Wait, when I go back, I must be good." Planting the land, saving money to build a golden body for you, just forgive me, please forgive me. Empress Wahuang, empress—I will go back and learn well, and I have to give my mother and my mother a pension until the end of her life..."

The woman in red rubbed against something on her back and made a few clear and pleasant noises. I don't know if she really listened to the man's plea, or what, suddenly she retracted her bullying body.

The man with the local accent noticed that the intimidating aura had receded, and slowly raised his head buried on the floor, his eyes moved up inch by inch, and his eyes were full of reverence to look up at the shining purple scales, and at the woman's godlike beauty. With a face like Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi's figure, tears burst into tears, and he felt that he had been redeemed from his body to his soul.

The man kowtowed again, put his hands on the ground, imitating his mother's words, and muttered: "Goddess Wahuang, transforms all things, penetrates heaven and earth, saves all people..."

Outside the house, they shouted "Emperor Wa", so that the two people in the house looked at each other in astonishment, becoming more and more confident.

The situation outside was obviously beyond the poor imagination of the two.The man who has been in the human flesh trade for many years has long since abandoned the theory of ghosts and gods, and has been soaked in evil and banditry.

They were well aware of the truth that only anger can suppress fear, so they pulled out two machetes from under the bed and held them in each hand.Decided to put all his eggs in one basket, a Buddha came to block and kill the Buddha, and rushed out to escape for his life.

The two exchanged a look in front of the door, took a breath and shouted, and slammed the door open.

The author has something to say: Young lady: Crooked—is it a demon spirit?Report, someone gave away the head——

Xiaobai: →_→... Can you let me go before calling?

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Does the title look familiar? These contents were written together with the previous chapter. The broken part of the previous chapter does not feel right. It does not match this topic~~ I adjusted the content, sorry~~Forgive the author~~orz

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Thanks to the little angel with a heart like a bamboo for the big mine, ok (づ￣3￣)づ