Qingyue Temple

When the courier brother saw the rag doll that was only as high as his knee through the crack of the door, even though the courier brother had been guessing for a while with his heart beating fast, he was still stunned.

mischief?

The courier boy didn't react at first, he stared blankly at the doll walking in front of him as nimbly as a human being.

When the doll raised its frozen face and stretched out its five rubber fingers, as if to ask the courier for a signature pen, the courier finally let out a shrill scream: "Ah! Ah - !"

The courier boy fell to the ground, then got up and ran.

While running, screaming, everyone ran away and disappeared, and the screams of the courier brother could still be heard from a distance.

[cluck cluck cluck. 】The rag doll turned its head creakingly, looking at the empty corridor, the bright red mouth with a natural smile seemed to be slightly cracked.

Shi Dongjin, with only one head left, floated out from behind the door.

Hearing the screams still coming from a distance, Shi Dongjin said apologetically: "It's too bad, I was so scared, I would have come out by myself if I knew it, but I didn't have a hand to sign, I'm sorry, courier brother , you will have a good dream tonight."

The rag doll looked at Shi Dongjin, who had only one human head left, and his plastic eyeballs were full of ridicule.

It seemed to think that when Dongjin came out like this, he must be scarier than himself.

Shi Dongjin's newly grown body has been completely eaten up by the ghosts in his body.The ghosts who had eaten their fill temporarily lurked, but they were still waiting eagerly for the next big meal.

If Shi Dongjin didn't restore his state to suppress them, they would continue to eat up Shi Dongjin, but it was quite difficult for Shi Dongjin to restore his state without his body, so he had to think of a compromise.

Put the box weighing dozens of kilograms into the door, and the door closed with a bang.

The box was opened, and inside was a solid male doll made of silicone, with a composite gold skeleton, a height of 183, and detailed joints of hands and feet, all of which were well done.

Shi Dongjin looked at it and praised: "It's really well done, but the skin is a little fairer."

As he said that, Shi Dongjin suddenly smiled and called out to the doll: "Shi Dongjin."

The male doll in the box suddenly trembled, his head seemed to be broken, and suddenly fell off his neck and rolled down at the doll's feet.

Looking at the headless doll, Shi Dongjin smiled with satisfaction, and moved his head to the doll's vacant neck.

The neck was instantly connected to the broken part of the doll, and the network of thoughts spread out, covering the doll's bones. Gradually, Shi Dongjin started to move his hands, then his feet, and then twisted his waist and shoulders. There was no problem.

Shi Dongjin looked at the doll at his feet: "It's pretty good, it's very suitable, hehe, baby, what do you think?"

The doll didn't even smile, and looked at Shi Dongjin viciously.

The ghosts in Shi Dongjin's body also became agitated, as if they were dissatisfied with Shi Dongjin's way of taking shortcuts to avoid their gnawing, and they didn't gnaw on silicone.

Shi Dongjin smiled with a good temper, and comforted him: "Okay, I know you don't like my new body, and I don't have any meat for you to eat. But I can't always suck human blood, and only those with mana Only the blood can help me grow a physical body. It is not easy for people to practice for so long. Let’s make do with it. The big deal is that next time someone comes to make trouble, I will eat it and give you extra meals? Hehe, count the time, Azan Dan seems to be coming soon."

Immediately, the ghosts who had just been rambunctious all quieted down.

Shi Dongjin went to take a shower first, cleaned himself up, cleaned up the messy hair, and the body just out of the packing box, but Shi Dongjin's manipulation of the silicone doll's body was still a bit delayed, and from time to time It will get stuck for a while, and after getting used to it slowly, it will become smoother.

Shi Dongjin recalled the few black mages who had been sucked blood by him. Because he had sucked their flesh and energy dry, he still had a little memory of them, and knew a lot of evil things, and they even stared at Shang Shanshui's hometown. thing.

Command sword?

Shi Dongjin left early, so he really didn't know about it.

Shi Dongjin took out the black bird feather that Fang Shanshui gave him at the beginning, twirled the feather and looked at it for a while, then asked himself: "Should I remind Fang Shanshui?"

As soon as the words fell, Shi Dongjin put away his feathers and asked himself: "Forget it, I will be unlucky when I meet Fang Shanshui. I'd better finish my own business first."

There are a bunch of zombies under Fang Shanshui's lair. Although the mountain was blown down at the beginning, it is said that the zombies are buried in the ground. I don't know that those evil factions started digging inside. Shi Dongjin was a little tempted. After all, the silicone body is not durable, and the human body With the extent of his current deficit, he must be very careful against backlash, or should he change the body of a zombie?

Shi Dongjin contacted his subordinates.

[Azan Emperor Yin, praise you!You are still alive. 】

Shi Dongjin smiled and said: "Don't worry, disasters always last for thousands of years."

The person on the other end of the phone didn't seem to understand Shi Dongjin's Chinese proverb, so he flattered for a while without knowing it, and said something: [Azan Diyin, a lot of strange things have happened recently , the souls everywhere are very disturbed, soul-calling has rarely been able to attract new ghosts, and some people raised their own ghosts and disappeared inexplicably, I hope you pay attention. 】

Shi Dongjin raised his eyebrows, which was interesting: "Do you know why?"

The person on the other end of the phone hesitated and said: [Actually, I'm not sure, I just have a little guess, but if it is, it's a bit too outrageous.Now the disappearance of souls can be found everywhere, but it is mainly concentrated in Asia, oh no, near China, it seems that as long as it is close to China, it will suffer. When we expand to the United States, there is no such abnormal feedback. 】

Shi Dongjin groaned, and also remembered the relevant content in the memory of the three black mages, and there was indeed such a thing.

Shi Dongjin: "What guess?"

[It seems that there are ordinary people who are studying ghosts. 】

Hearing this, Shi Dongjin, with a baby face full of scriptures, suddenly showed a strange smile, as if he had discovered something interesting, and asked: "There are never fewer scientists who study the soul, but they have always remained in the Does the soul exist above, what makes you have such an interesting association?"

[World Science and Technology Awards, in the hidden column of major scientific and technological contribution awards in recent years, we discovered a person.All his awards seem to be related to the soul. Among them is a patented product called the soul collector... That was his invention two years ago. After the unified consultation, in order to prevent panic, it will not be made public for the time being, but they all secretly support his research. 】

【That person is Fang Mu, Chinese.The mass disappearance of souls this time also started in China. 】

When Shi Dongjin heard this, he was suddenly overjoyed. When he was working hard to learn ancient spells and search for various relics in order to be resurrected, has the world started to develop from another angle?

"I don't know if they can collect the scorpions..." Shi Dongjin whispered to himself, and then ordered, "Pay attention to this Fang Mu, and at the same time, pay close attention to the situation on Qingyue Mountain."

[Yes, my lord. 】

·

Fang Mu left Fang Shanshui boredly, flipping through the box in his hand expressionlessly.

The assistant was not very happy to see him, and was a little apprehensive. He was obviously happy before leaving, and he was fine when he was there, but before leaving, he suddenly turned his face.

The assistant tentatively asked: "Boss, do you want to stay there, with that... Oh, I forgot to ask, boss, do you know the name of that little master?"

Fang Mu shook his head with a paralyzed face.

There is no emotional change like this, I am really unhappy.

The assistant said more carefully: "Then boss, do you still want to chat with him? Are you angry because you can't talk in a meeting?"

Fang Mu looked at the assistant expressionlessly, and said in a long sentence without taking a breath: "Is your boss in your heart such a petty, disregarding the whole world, greedy for pleasure, idle, drunk, dreamy, and short-sighted?"

Assistant: "Uh...uh..."

Fang Mu replied for him with a paralyzed face: "Yes, he is, so you drive the car back now, he will continue to chat with that little master."

The assistant suddenly cried: "No, boss, are you joking?" If you don't take him away, the vice president will tear him up, because the vice president dare not tear up the president, so every time there is a mistake, you can only tear him up. He is so awesome.

If it weren't for the annual salary of 300 million, this kind of wayward boss would really quit every minute.

Fang Mu looked at the assistant calmly: "Do I seem to be joking?"

The assistant flattered desperately: "Like! You have the best sense of humor."

Fang Mu looked back calmly, and sat down with arms folded: "Oh, that's just a joke, drive quickly and don't talk nonsense, I'm going to be late for the meeting."

The assistant was about to die unexpectedly, so he quickly shut up and stopped picking on the unhappy Fang Mu.

The result of provocation will only make him more unhappy together.

……

After the meeting, Fang Mu went to his private research room and released one of the weasel souls that he had accidentally obtained from Fang Shanshui.

"Squeak, how courageous! How dare you keep the soul of Huang Daxian privately, you... ah!" The weasel's soul was instantly pierced by white light like electric current, and the soul body seemed to be pierced by branches full of forks. The same, screamed.

Fang Mu looked at the detected data and felt very strange. This soul is completely different from the ghosts he collected before, the mass density, and even the attributes seem to be different...

Fang Mu came to a conclusion: "Are you alive? Could it be a fertile weasel?"

Only then did the weasel come out from the feeling of being penetrated into the soul, "Nonsense! Of course I am alive! How evil are you, boy, don't you know the name of my old man's tree cave mansion, dare to offend me like this, you wait for the whole family to die!" Let everyone suffer!"

When Fang Mu heard these words, his calm eyes suddenly became turbulent.

He never cared about those who scolded him, but if his younger brother was involved, it would easily make him discord...

10 minute later.

The weasel screamed in the terrarium that looked like a drum: "Ah, Patriarch! Patriarch! Help!"

Another 10 minutes later.

"Ah, the world is bright, the motherland is beautiful... the ancestors save me... ah, socialism has entered the new century... save me!" The weasel was whipped like a light whip, as if brainwashed from time to time, Screamed and said strange things, but never forgot its ancestors.

After another minute.

"Old Ancestor..." Now in the weird particle screen, the weasel shivering from the virtual ice and snow, the screaming of the soul has become smaller and weaker, and it seems to be about to be tossed and scattered.

Fang Mu pondered the data obtained from a few quizzes, and found that the weasel hadn't given up calling its ancestor, so he asked on a whim: "You keep calling you ancestor, could it be that it heard your call and came to save you? The abilities of these weasel spirits are also quite weird. But you may have to waste your efforts. I have an insulating layer here, which shields all radio waves and magnetic fields. You can’t transmit it no matter whether it’s sound or radio. No, because I also have research in this area and am an expert."

Although the weasel couldn't understand what Fang Mu's nonsense words were, he understood what Fang Mu said, it's useless to ask for help!No one cares about breaking your throat!

The weasel was instantly hit hard, and his heart was ashamed.

To say that at the beginning, the weasel didn't take Fang Mu seriously, but now, it was so terrified of Fang Mu that any word Fang Mu said could make it tremble, and it didn't dare to doubt whether it was true or not.

In particular, it has indeed been calling for so long, and it has not been able to call the ancestor, so I dare not doubt it.

Fang Mu watched the weasel's face change with interest, and asked blankly: "Of course, if you really want, I can help you open the insulation layer and let you summon your ancestor. Oh, maybe I You have to increase the protection level to prevent your ancestor from collapsing. But is your ancestor powerful? How much TNT is equivalent to the explosion equivalent? Do you think it can save you?"

The weasel's face changed three times when he heard the words, but it was not worried about its powerful ancestor. What he was worried about was whether Fang Mu was playing with it for some purpose.

·

Huicheng

Sun Ming and his wife looked at their son in Fang Shanshui's house, and waited anxiously all afternoon, hoping that it would get dark soon and let Fang Shanshui do something to help their son recover.

However, when it was getting dark, Sun Chenxi, who was in a coma, suddenly moved the cat's beard-like tentacles around his mouth.

coming.

Fang Shanshui paused, and held the soul-suppressing talisman calmly.

After a while, Sun Chenxi suddenly opened his eyes, rolled his eyes, stared at Fang Shanshui all of a sudden, and said in the old man's voice: "Boy, where did you get my son and grandson? I can't even sense it. he."

While speaking, Sun Chenxi's eyeballs turned to the left and right again, looking around non-stop, as if looking for something, and also seemed to be guarding against some danger, probably the figurine master just scared them.

Sun Ming and his wife were taken aback. Fang Shanshui had said that the weasel in their son's body was gone. How could it be like this again!Sun Ming and his wife looked at Fang Shanshui helplessly.

Sun Chenxi's body was deeply possessed, and now it was like an opened channel, allowing these weasels to pass through, so they could easily come and go in Sun Chenxi's body.

The weasel at noon failed to escape in time because it was blocked by Fang Shanshui's soul-suppressing talisman and got stuck in its escape route. But now Fang Shanshui has not closed the passage in Sun Chenxi's body because he still needs an introduction to lead the way.

Fang Shanshui waved to the anxious Sun Ming and his wife to signal them to calm down, and said to the weasel who had just appeared, "Why should I tell you?"

Sun Chenxi's eyes glowed green, and he said angrily, "Don't push yourself too hard, kid! The ancestor asked me to come and negotiate with you. Since you want to protect the Sun family, that's fine, but you can't refuse to give my old man Shudongfu face like this. "

Fang Shanshui: "How do you want to negotiate peace?"

Seeing that Fang Shanshui's attitude seemed to soften a bit, the old weasel who came over this time thought that Fang Shanshui knew how to see each other, so he accepted it.

The old man on Sun Chenxi said, "We will release Sun Chenxi back. You will ensure the safety of my children and grandchildren, and you will make an appropriate apology."

Fang Shanshui paused for a while, as if hesitating: "How do I know what's going on with Sun Chenxi? What if I let your children and grandchildren go, but you go back on what you said?"

Weasel: "Then what do you want?"

Fang Shanshui: "Naturally, we need to see Sun Chenxi first to make sure you won't play tricks."

The weasel suddenly laughed, as if mocking Fang Shanshui's courage, and intentionally posed a problem for Fang Shanshui: "That's okay, Sun Chenxi is in our old man's tree cave, do you dare to come? If you dare, I don't mind letting you take a look at Sun Chenxi's safety first, if you don't dare, don't blame me."

Fang Shanshui: "Why don't you dare? Could it be that your peace talks are insincere? That's okay, I'm not afraid, after all, I'm Qingyueguan and I'm not easy to bully."

Fang Shanshui seemed to be blowing his breath compared to a weasel. He was calm and calm, as if the Qingyue Temple he was talking about was not a small place with only him as the head and a small state head, but a small place with three thousand disciples and thirty thousand disciples. , Minutes to gang up on your family's prosperous sect.

Just finished knitting a small dress, the hand-figure master blinked his eyes when he saw this, and floated to Fang Shanshui's side. It seemed that Fang Shanshui's current appearance was quite interesting.

Immediately, the hand-figured master showed his figure and landed gently on Fang Shanshui's shoulders. A pair of crimson eyes quietly stared at the weasel, giving Fang Shanshui momentum, as if our family is so powerful, don't you believe it?eat you.

The weasel was really bluffed by Fang Shanshui, and hurriedly put away the little contempt just now, and became a little jealous instead.

Although I don't know what sect and sect the Qingyue Temple mentioned by Fang Shanshui is, but many famous and decent Taoist temples and caves in the world do often carry some Qing Qing, which seems to be very powerful, and there are hundreds of people at every turn. Not much worse than their Dongfu.

And the thing that appeared on Fang Shanshui's shoulder after that made the weasel even more horrified. The sight that seemed to be frying it or frying it made it tremble. Even if it didn't figure out what it was, it could vaguely Guess, it might be something that almost hurt the ancestor just now.

The weasel's attitude became more humble, and he invited: "In this case, on behalf of the old man's tree cave mansion, I sincerely invite the distinguished guests to come. I have already conveyed your intention to the ancestor, and the ancestor even ordered someone to prepare a banquet. Waiting for your arrival. When do you think it is better to start?"

Fang Shanshui looked at the sky and said, "Wait for the moon to come out."

The weasel immediately nodded in agreement: "Dawn, it is indeed a good time, and I will pick you up then. By the way, dear guest, can you get out of your body by yourself? If not, I can help you get out of your dreams. It seems to be more difficult.”

The weasel seems to use the moon as the sun, and Fang Shanshui is also very satisfied when he talks about it.

Fang Shanshui: "No, I can get out of my body by myself, see you when the time comes."

The weasel nodded in satisfaction, then closed Sun Chenxi's eyes, as if temporarily leaving Sun Chenxi's body.

Seeing this, Sun Ming and his wife came over, completely confused about the current situation, feeling that Fang Shanshui hadn't told them the whole truth, they couldn't help feeling anxious and helpless: "Master, what should we do now?"

Fang Shanshui: "You guys take a rest first, if there is no accident, I will be able to bring your son back tomorrow morning."

While talking, Fang Shanshui gestured to Sun Ming and his wife, who still wanted to ask more questions, to their son Sun Chenxi, telling them not to ask any more questions, as if saying that walls have ears.

Sun Ming and his wife could only nod their heads.

In fact, Sun Ming already felt that something was wrong. Looking back on the conversation between Fang Shanshui and the possessed weasel just now, he vaguely knew that Fang Shanshui might do something dangerous, but now there was nothing they could do except rely on Fang Shanshui.

Sun Ming said in shame: "I can only trouble you, master, you must be careful!"

Fang Shanshui nodded, telling him not to worry.

……

Fang Shanshui asked Sun Ming and his wife to stay in the room and watch Sun Chenxi, while he went back to his room.

Take out the tranquilizing incense and various instruments and tools to prepare for the trip tonight.

There is still danger. If the weasels return Sun Chenxi's soul at that time, they will ask him for the souls of their lost children and grandchildren according to the conditions. If he doesn't give them back, they will definitely turn their backs.

It is in the opponent's lair again, the location is favorable, people and people do not occupy it, it can be said that they are trapped in the enemy's camp.

Fang Shanshui asked Jishen Master to help him look after his body, don't let something take advantage of him when he is away, and prepare to take the figure of Master to the appointment.

With Fang Shanshui's business at hand, Jishen didn't express his dissatisfaction this time. He waved his little hand, as if you're going to play, he was very refreshing, and even the figure master was surprised when he saw it.

The figure master threw some snacks for it, with a look on your face that you are not doing anything, and there may be new varieties developed to share with you when you come back.

Jishen immediately narrowed his crimson eyes.

Time passed quickly, and when the moon first came up, Fang Shanshui lighted the tranquilizing incense, meditated and stood still, and Yinshen jumped out of the altar.

Fang Shanshui's yin spirit floated out of the window, and the figurine master sat on his yin spirit's shoulders and followed him. As soon as he floated to the roof, he immediately heard the familiar old man's voice that Sun Chenxi said just now.