Monk, let go of that little zombie

There are three kinds of contracts between humans and demons, monsters, spirits, etc., the contract of master and servant, the contract of equality, and the most difficult contract of symbiosis.

Master-servant contract: For both parties to the contract, one is the master and the other is the servant, and the servant obeys the master.The master dies, the servant dies.On the contrary, if the servant dies, the master will not be affected in any way, and the master has the right to kill the servant.

That is to say, the servant, whether it is life or thought, has to obey the master.

Many years ago, there were many people in the Taoist world who captured monsters and used contracts to check and balance them, driving them as servants.But most of the monsters are rebellious and unruly, and they have a lot of arrogance. They would rather be broken jade than whole.If someone wants to oppress them with a master-slave contract, they would rather blow themselves up than let humans succeed.

Later, few people used the master-servant contract. Up to now, few people know that between humans and non-human beings, contracts can be used to bind the two together.Even if you know it, you don't know how to use it.

However, since Dong Mo was able to tell Xia Chu this proposal, he naturally knew how to perform the spell. He taught Xia Chu the method of performing the spell, and Xia Chu concluded the master-servant contract with the matter on the spot.

After the contract was completed, Xia Chu could clearly feel that he had a mysterious sense of control over the matter, as if he could kill the matter with just raising his hand, which felt very fresh.

Seeing the scene of the group of grievances and grievances in mid-air, Xia Chu stroked his chin and said, "Monk, what kind of body do you want to make for it?"

The spirit condensed words in the air with excitement: Master, please give me a human body!

It longs to have a human body, to breathe and speak like a human, unlike the void gas, which can even communicate only by consolidating consciousness.

"Return the human body." Xia Chu rolled his eyes towards the sky, "I want to get you a human body, and the eminent monk next to you has to..." He used his hand as a knife, and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

The thing Jing silently dissipated the condensed words. It may have been harassing humans for a while. It learned to emoticon packs, and condensed a crying expression in a very good way, which made the corners of Xia Chu's mouth twitch. , I feel that this product is a bit different from the essence of the matter.

Dongmo took the Qiankun Bowl back, and said lightly: "It can't be used by any body, it must fit with it."

"What kind of body is it suitable for?" Xia Chu thought, after all, he became his little brother, so he should also have some snacks.

Things are obediently floating on the top of Xia Chu's head, implying anticipation.

Mo Dong was silent for two seconds, and said in embarrassment: "The poor monk doesn't know, it needs to choose by itself."

It is also the first time for him to have a body formed by spirits. This body is not just a simple possession. The spirits are attached to the human body in their original form. The time cannot be long and there are many restrictions.And if it is allowed to choose a suitable body, and then perform the spell at the end of winter, it will have a real body.

Xia Chu understood: "Then where shall we take it to find a body that suits it?"

The corners of Dong Mo's lips curled up imperceptibly, and the word "we" that Xia Chu said made him feel inexplicably happy, and he said a very down-to-earth sentence: "Let's go to the flower and bird market."

On the way to the bottom of the mountain, Shi Jing said again aggrieved: Master, can you choose the body of a parrot for me?

It is impossible to have a human body, so among beasts, only parrots can talk, as long as they can talk.

"You really want to talk?" Xia Chu stretched out his hand to poke the transparent thing, and as he expected, his finger went through.

For convenience, the matter was condensed into the shape of a child and floated in the air - it selfishly felt that the appearance of a child might arouse the sympathy of the two big bosses in front of it.Hearing Xia Chu's words, it nodded frantically, and condensed a series of umm to express its eagerness and desire.

"Didn't you just hear the monk say that we can only take you to see, you have to choose the one that suits you, and you can go to the one that suits you."

Things fine: it has an ominous premonition.

After two subway transfers and one bus ride, I arrived at the largest and most prosperous flower and bird market in Yangcheng in early summer and late winter.

There is also a small antique market next to this flower and bird market. Today happens to be Saturday. The combination of the two phases and one, the flow of people is extremely large, and the noise inside can be heard from far away.

The two walked into the market, and as soon as they walked in, there was a hurried voice behind them: "Get out of the way! The brakes are out of order!!"

An out-of-control tricycle broke in, and the surroundings suddenly jumped. The owner of the car tried his best to control the car by holding the faucet.However, the tricycle was a little floating, as if it had taken a shake. Head. Pills, and the loud music played outside a store in the antique market next door, danced to the disco.

At the beginning of Xia and the end of winter, both of them got out of the way, but Xia Chu wanted to step forward to help the owner of the car, probably because the car jumped, a piece of iron on the wheel suddenly flew out, and quickly slashed towards Xia Chu.

"Be careful." Mo Dong's complexion changed, and he pulled Xia Chu into his arms reflexively, and stretched out his hand to block it.

The iron sheet fell to the ground in an instant.

Chu Xia withdrew from Dong Mo's arms, rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward and kick the tricycle down, when his nose moved, he smelled an extremely delicious smell.

His movements were stuck, and he looked towards Dong Mo - the white cotton linen sleeve on Dong Mo's right arm was cut open, and slowly soaked in blood.