Loyal dogs always commit suicide [Quick Transmigration]

The solution Su thought of was nothing else but suicide.

There is a story in "Fan Juqing's Life and Death with Chicken and Millet", which says that a man named Fan Juqing made an appointment with a friend to have dinner at his friend's house on the Double Ninth Festival.Later, due to his busy schedule, Fan Juqing forgot about it until the Double Ninth Festival.The two places are thousands of miles apart, and it's too late to make the appointment.Fan Juqing slayed himself and died. His soul traveled thousands of miles every day, and finally went to the appointment on time.

At this moment, Su was trapped by the nightmare, unable to escape, and also suffered a debuff that continued to lose blood, so he could only wait to die on the spot.But if he becomes a soul, maybe he can leave this room, find Wei Tan's soul, and find a way to kill that Liu Mang.

After making up his mind, Su took a look inside the house, and sure enough, he saw that there were paper and pens on the table, and even the ink had been polished.

He flattened out a piece of golden paper, wrote down his speculation just now in small letters, and after the ink dried, he rolled it into a paper roll the size of a cigarette.

Then, take off the white jade fan pendant of the sandalwood fan.

This white jade fan pendant is very exquisitely made, with engraved gold lettering on the outside and hollowed out inside, just enough to hold a scroll.

Su turned his head and swallowed the jade pendant in one gulp.Instead of swallowing it all the way down the stomach, let it get stuck right in the throat.When it needs to be removed, it can be pushed out with the soft palate.

At this time, the ghost who had been staying behind him suddenly moved.Perhaps because it was dissatisfied with being ignored by Su, it decided to come out to find a sense of existence.

With a shrill scream, a miserable white face wrapped in long hair suddenly hung down from the ceiling, only three fingers away from Su's face.Yin Qi rushed towards his face in an instant, cold and stern.

Ordinary people were frightened in this way, and before the ghost could take their lives, they threw away all three souls and seven souls.

Su was no ordinary person.Pointing to the toes, it swept out three feet in an instant, and the sandalwood fan in his hand was filled with true energy, turning into a sharp sword light that shot straight out from the bottom of his hand, passed through the grimace, and nailed into the wall behind him like an arrow.

That grimace is not a real entity, but an illusion of Yin Qi.Dispersed by the zhenqi on the fan, it suddenly turned into a cloud of black mist, whizzing and gathered behind Su again.

After making such a move, Su found that there was a little pink mark on his wrist at some point, like a peach blossom, which was the same as the mark under Wei Tan's collarbone.

what is this?

Su suddenly remembered that the fairy picked up a peach blossom just now, but it disappeared later.Could it be that this imprint was transformed by the peach blossom?

Pressing it lightly with his fingers, Su suddenly felt his heart skip a beat.This feeling didn't come from him himself, but seemed to come from somewhere else.

— Could it be Wei Tan?

As soon as he thought about it, the shocking feeling became more and more intense.There seemed to be a voice urging him in the dark: hurry up, it will be too late!

This sound is very similar to sound transmission, but it is completely different: it seems to come from Su's brain, not from others, but from himself.

Without further hesitation, Su turned around and sat on the Zen couch, with his back against the wall, and moved the lamp closer to the head of the bed.

Although there are no weapons around, there are still many ways for martial arts practitioners to commit suicide.

Su condensed his inner breath on the fingertips of the two fingers of his right hand, his true energy was like two long needles, piercing straight into the two big acupoints of Lianquan and Tiantu in his throat.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already a soul.

Through the eyes of the soul, he clearly saw the ghost in the room.It was entrenched behind Su's physical body, the body and head were separated, and the fracture was a gold wound.It should have been beheaded to death in its previous life, so it has a lot of resentment.

At this moment, the ghost seemed to be puzzled by the sudden disappearance of Yang Qi, and circled back and forth on the ceiling.Several times it almost brushed past Su's soul, but it didn't sense the other party's existence at all.

Having no time to study this ghost, Su raised his right wrist.The imprint of the peach blossom is impressive.I don't know what it is used as a carrier, and it can be attached to the physical body and the spiritual body at the same time.With the touch of a finger, it emits a soft and pure shimmer.

Su suddenly understood where he should go and what he should do.He didn't know how he knew it, he just felt that there was no confusion in his heart, as pure as glass, free and unobstructed.

Turning around, he flew out the window.

The soul is not hindered by the physical body and is not limited by space.A journey of thousands of miles, just a second thought.

With just a flick of a finger, Su had traveled [-] miles and returned to the pavilion.

He saw at a glance that two balls of true energy, one black and one blue, were fighting fiercely in the air.The black one is Weitan that has turned into a scorpion, while the blue one is a giant shiitake mushroom.

Beside these two, there is also a little black dumpling.The little black dumpling also worked extremely hard, hitting and hitting the blue mushroom with all his might.Unfortunately, compared with shiitake mushrooms, its volume is too small to cause much damage to shiitake mushrooms.

At this time, the shiitake mushroom was finally overwhelmed by the disturbance, and suddenly stretched out a giant touch, and drew towards the little black ball.The difference in strength between the two sides was too great, and the soul of pure love flew out like a hit baseball with a whoosh.

Seeing this, Xie Yao let out a low growl, turned into a stream of black light, and turned back in that direction like the wind, with the little black ball in his mouth.

Little Hei Tuanzi gasped heavily, his coal-ball eyes were furious, and he slapped Xie Yao's chin with his paws: "I'm fine! I'm fine! Let's keep going, kill this scourge!!"

"Hahahahaha!" Xianggu was triumphant, laughing wildly, "You couldn't beat me 200 years ago, and it's still the same now! Is that why you want to fall into the seal again?"

A huge touch swept towards him, and Xie Yao jumped up, barely avoiding it.

"So what about a beast with a thousand-year cultivation? In the face of the resentment of 'the lovers are going to die', any thousand-year-old cultivation is scum! It's all scum!" The shiitake mushroom roared like thunder, and the three white eyes of the prey flashed like lightning, "Let You were in front of me back then, Jiangjiangniangniang, Jiangjiangniangniang! As long as I, Liu Mang, am alive, I will curse you and that civet civet never to see each other again!"

"You...you bastard!" Xiao Hei Tuanzi became even more angry, trembling all over, jumping out of Xie Yao's mouth to beat Liu Mang regardless, "I've told you from the beginning, don't keep saying "Sauce!" "Jiang Niang Niang", talk about the details! Details! You only tease people and do things? If you do this again, I will kill you, the scourge!"

"..." Xie Yao shook her head and threw the soul of pure love out.

Taking advantage of this gap, the shiitake mushroom suddenly pulled out a python-like mycelium, swept towards Xie Yao angrily, and said harshly: "If you really want to reunite with that civet, go to hell together! ——Oh shit! ??"

A force suddenly struck from behind, binding it tightly.The shiitake mushroom hastily resorted to the technique of "Wolf Gu", the cap turned 180 degrees and looked behind itself.

Seeing this, it couldn't help trembling all over: on top of its head, a civet civet with eight tails and black body looked down at it, and a paw was stepping on it!

"Musk...musk..." Shiitake wanted to speak, but couldn't speak.

"What's wrong with it? It seems to be looking at something?" The soul of pure love looked at the back of the mushroom suspiciously, "There is nothing there."