Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

In the center of the forest is a large open space, and the surrounding trees pull out black and red flags, which are tied to a huge banyan tree in the center.Contrary to the common sense that the crown of the tree in the south is luxuriant, the crown of the tree in the shady north grows more luxuriantly.

What's even weirder is that the tree is not cylindrical, but somewhat shaped like a coffin.

There are two rows of long drums standing on both sides of the big banyan tree. A group of men and women are standing around the fire and dancing strange dances in front of the tree.

All men and women in this group are dressed in black with colorful wide brims.Women also wear multicolored broad-brimmed headdresses and exaggerated multicolored braids in their earrings.

"It looks like a minority." Jian Mingshu thought secretly in his heart.

The person who looked like the patriarch turned his back to Jian Mingshu's direction, as if he was looking at a person huddled on the ground.

Jian Mingshu suddenly discovered that there was a pattern of five reincarnations drawn on the back of his right neck——

The five realms of reincarnation are the unity of heaven, earth and human beings. In the realm of heaven, heaven and humanity, hell, hungry ghosts and animals, you will be reborn with this brand. No matter how you change your appearance, even reincarnated in the realm of hungry ghosts and animals, you will never forget your past. , You can't wash away your sins, and you have to repent for what you have done life after life.

He was surprised in his heart, this person offended He Fanggao, and was cursed.

"Bold!"

A shout of orders caused Jian Mingshu to take a look.

The patriarch's left hand suddenly extended, pushing the person in front of him.The man was thrown on the open space in front of the campfire, and quickly rushed forward, hugging the patriarch's thigh.

This is a young man with a somewhat immature face.Jian Mingshu saw clearly now that the one who was caught was indeed Chang Le.

In the cocoon world, Jian Mingshu always arranges one or two assistants to search for information and help break the situation. Another popular way to say it is "Trust".

Bai Wuchang looked at Changle and hugged his thigh, speechless said: "...I want to say goodbye."

Jian Mingshu was serious: "He is touching the bones of a demon."

Bai Wuchang: "I think you are also full of nonsense."

Jian Mingshu: "..."

The patriarch's left hand suddenly turned into a slashing blade, stabbing towards Changle.

not good.Changle is in danger.

Without hesitation, Jian Mingshu touched the peach talisman and threw it towards the patriarch's back.I don't know what kind of monster this patriarch is, but the moment the peach talisman touched him, it immediately turned to ashes.

"Ah, my century-old peach charm..." Jian Mingshu felt a sharp pain in his heart.

"Let you focus on protecting the calf, you should!" Bai Wuchang rolled his eyes.

The peach talisman hit the patriarch, causing him to turn his head coldly.The clansmen who were kneeling before all stood there dumbfounded, like strange stone statues, looking over from the same angle.

Neat as if under control.

Jian Mingshu weighed in his heart for a moment, the other side had many people, the most urgent thing is to lure them away, so as not to make Changle feel troubled.He patted the elder sister standing behind him, grabbed Bai Wuchang and ran out of the fir forest.

Along the way, rotten meat, dogs and blood sticks were smashed all over the ground, and Jian Mingshu heard the sound of chasing footsteps behind him, and didn't dare to stop for a moment.

"Ming Shushu..."

Jian Mingshu gave him a "neither big nor small" look.

Although he seemed to be in his early twenties, if he were to be called "Uncle Ming" according to his seniority, he might still call him a lower seniority.

Bai Wuchang immediately changed his words: "Uncle Ming, aren't you enslaving all ghosts, controlling all spirits, summoning all immortals[1], don't you want to be a beast? It's not a problem to run away all the time."

"You also know that they are spirits, ghosts, and immortals."

Jian Mingshu glanced at Bai Wuchang, and took big strides without stopping for a moment: "There is a person behind this, you think you are playing games and you are unrivaled."

The snow field is no better than the dry land. After sinking deep into the snow, the snow on Jian Mingshu's trousers is getting thicker and thicker, limiting his speed.

The snowy sky was dark and the visibility was not high.Jian Mingshu could only vaguely see a village far away.

Seeing the spark in the distance gradually enlarge, a cold hand grabbed his left arm.

Jian Mingshu threw Bai Wuchang forward, and quickly turned around, kicking his long legs.The person who came was kicked several meters away by him, and his head fell to the ground in the snow.

He was about to turn around when someone twisted his other arm.

Jian Mingshu flicked his arms and broke free from the restraints.

The visitor was sallow and thin, a skinny old man.His black pupils were extremely dilated, and his lips were dark purple in color. When he opened his mouth, he spit out a cold letter.

This is the patriarch with the curse of death just now.

It was agreed that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, they are not allowed to become elites!

Jian Mingshu kicked him in the side, and the man remained motionless like a stone statue.The following clansmen followed up one after another, and it didn't take long to surround Jian Mingshu.

The clansman's complexion was dull, his eyes were loose, and he moved forward in a strange posture.

Jian Mingshu couldn't kick that person, but was pinched instead, and the patriarch's hand was stuck on Jian Mingshu's neck like pliers.

His hands were like dark iron shackles, the more he tightened the grip.The more he struggled, the stronger the suffocation became.

Jian Ming conceived his mind, gave up struggling, and let him grab his neck and lift it up gently.

His loss of strength encouraged the patriarch who didn't know what kind of creature it was. He spat out a dark purple letter, lifted Jian Mingshu with one hand, and laughed wildly in an instant.

The patriarch's left hand twined and stretched instantly, turning into a chopping iron knife.The cold blade shone with icy light under the frosty sky.

A dead white face with a long tongue appeared next to Jian Mingshu.

Bai Wuchang showed his original shape, dragging his long tongue and rolling his eyes threateningly.

The patriarch remained unmoved, and stabbed Bai Wuchang with a knife, dispersing his condensed anger.

He opened his mouth towards Bai Wuchang in a demonstration, and let out a hoarse howl.

The strong wind lifted his simple black hair, covering his facial features and emotions.

He looked as calm as if he was asleep, and there was even a slight smile on the corners of his lips.

Satisfied, the patriarch raised his iron knife and slashed at Jian Mingshu's neck.

A bow and arrow burning with green fire hit his arm that had turned into an iron knife, instantly igniting his entire forearm.However, the arrow only delayed his movement for a second, but it failed to stop his path.

The patriarch was determined to win, but he didn't notice at all that the corner of Jian Mingshu's mouth curled up into a smile of sure victory.

"The Great Emperor Yangyuan, Siluoyouguan, thousands of demons and poisonous, dare to stand in front of me!" [2]

Shaking.

With Jianming Shu as the center, a wave of air frightened and moved away to the distant mountains.

The patriarch was so shocked that his hands and feet went limp. He still had a smug smile on his face, but his body started from his feet and gradually turned into fly ash.

"Fuck, I really thought you died!"

He glanced at Bai Wuchang lightly, and smiled, "Who am I?"

Jian Mingshu is taller than the patriarch, just now, he tiptoed lightly, and pretended to be slumped, he quietly found a magic pen in the left pocket of his white coat, and silently recited the Taidi's inner mantra in his heart.

This mantra can see the guards, thousands of ghosts will suffer, and thousands of demons will die.

In other words, this curse is a weapon of mass destruction in the world of mantras.

The aura of the patriarch was included in the spirit pen in a whirling manner.The clansmen within a hundred steps were shocked by the air wave and were stunned for a moment.

Jian Mingshu finally landed.

The spiritual energy rose, the blood sank, and several streams of black air attacked Jian Mingshu, and quietly crawled into the left pocket of his white coat.

Seeing the black energy transformed from blood, the people around didn't know what kind of evil it was, and they were afraid to avoid it.

From Bai Wuchang's point of view, these black qi are like pieces of gold, which lined up and jumped into Jian Mingshu's pocket.

No matter how hard you count with a hammer, gold is the most important thing.What's more, this is "gold" that is 30 times the price.

Just as Jian Mingshu put away the spirit pen, the people surrounding him suddenly panicked and fled in all directions.

It's good to know that you are afraid.

He flicked his collar happily, and suddenly discovered the reason why the clansmen scattered like birds and beasts——

Just now, the power of his Judgment Pen was stronger than expected, and it directly frightened the snow-capped mountains in the distance. Now, the snow on the top of the mountains is roaring down like ten thousand horses galloping.

"Uncle Ming! It's an avalanche!" Bai Wuchang, who was outside the crowd, thought he hadn't noticed, and hurriedly reminded him loudly.

Jian Mingshu didn't have time to look for the elder sister who was following just now, so he picked up Bai Wuchang and ran towards the opposite halfway up the mountain.

He wished he could walk a thousand miles and run halfway up the mountain in one breath.

The ground trembled and the mountains shook, and the snow collapsed at the foot of the mountain.

After temporarily escaping from danger, Bai Wuchang quietly said: "Uncle Ming, if the challenger dies in the avalanche, it will be yours or the main god."

Jian Mingshu: "..."

Bai Wuchang said quietly: "No wonder you are a serious car rollover enthusiast."

Jian Mingshu immediately held up the peach talisman, pretending to shoot, frightened Bai Wuchang so much that he accelerated, and ran towards the middle of the mountain.

There is barely a small open space on the mountainside, a two-story log cabin exudes warm firelight, and smoke curls from the top.

As if predicting his arrival, the hut creaked open the door.

A woman in black with colorful borders came out and waved to him.Fearing that he could not see clearly, he stood on tiptoe again, waved his arms sharply, and called Jian Mingshu to come over.

"It's cold, come in and drink carrot soup to keep warm."

Jian Mingshu glanced at her.The snowy wooden house is the only one, and no one will believe that she is not an NPC.

A tiny amount of hot air burst out from the half-closed wooden door, and Jian Mingshu took the lead to walk into the warm heat wave behind the door.

At the end of the house is the kitchen. There is an open fire in the earthen stove, and an iron hanging pot is hanging on the fire, and it is gurgling and cooking.

The first floor is not big, except for the stove, there can only be a long wooden table, and two rows of benches are barely placed along the walls on both sides.On the bench on the right sat a strong man, Liu Qian, an old lady and an old aunt with explosive curly hair, while on the left sat a little girl with a round face and... Changle.

Brat, you run pretty fast.Jian Mingshu glanced at Chang Le, and the two pretended not to know each other.

Except for the person who led him in and Chang Le, there were five people in total.

Bai Wuchang looked across the door, then backed away, probably preparing to show off as an avatar[3].

Seeing Jian Mingshu enter the room, the little girl with big braids hurriedly moved the two of them inside, and smiled a little shyly: "Sit down."

"My name is Jian Mingshu, Mingshu from 'Mingshu Qixiangchun', which means Dongfeng in March."

The warm light in the room poured on his slightly rippling hair, casting a beautiful golden light on the graceful curve of the hair.

The warm atmosphere and his gentle eyebrows complement each other, making his eyes flutter even more.The light brown eyes are as gentle as the mist enveloping golden autumn.

It's just that his slightly raised eye corners and eye-catching soft red lips have a searing swagger, like willow branches swaying in the spring breeze.

This mediocre-sounding self-introduction, paired with this touching face and the blessing of a gentle voice, instantly made the little girl with big braids blush.

Jian Mingshu was unaware of the girl's shyness.He propped his chin with his hands, sat lazily, and looked casually at the people on the table.

"Changle."

"Liu Ruonan." The braided girl replied with a blushing face.

"Liu Zhong." The strong man introduced himself, pointing to the old man and old lady sitting next to him: "This is Liu Qian and Yu Ying. The eldest sister next to him is surnamed Zhu."

Jian Mingshu nodded.

"We were all rescued by Suqiu. It's really cold here! I slept soundly, and somehow I came here. Is this a dream?" Liu Ruonan asked.

Suqiu is probably the name of the fair and clean woman who led Jian Mingshu in.She was standing in front of the hanging pot at the moment, only caring about her own soup.

"Of course this is not a dream." Bai Wuchang's voice came from outside the door.

Everyone was wondering, Bai Wuchang and Xie Bian stepped in lightly.He changed into Bai Wuchang's ancestral white robe, and on his tall white hat was written "seeing me makes money".With his sixteen or seventeen-year-old appearance and this uniform, he felt strangely wearing an adult's clothes.

This attire undoubtedly attracted everyone's attention. Jian Mingshu held his forehead with his right hand, and couldn't bear to look straight at it—this guy made it so exaggerated.

Bai Wuchang cleared his throat: "Welcome to the cocoon world. I am Bai Wuchang, your Huang, Quan, Yin, Lu and Ren."