Everyone Loves Gentle Township [Quick Transmigration]

"Ah, in fact, you can die now, if you like." Zhidiao responded with a smile, saying conniving words on his mouth, and even pulled out his fingers while talking, as if he was a sacrifice to be slaughtered by the other party wantonly .

It really looked like a sacrificial offering, and even Song Hang couldn't help being in a trance when he saw the other party's face like this: he always hoped that there would be such a puppet that perfectly matched his wishes, obedient and beautiful.

Well, maybe not so obedient, but there is still potential to continue to work hard, no?In fact, he doesn't like to be too obedient.

Just like a flower will wither after fully blooming, if you get a puppet that has completely obeyed his orders, you will feel that you will lose interest.It would be so boring if it was not guided by him.This is just right now, Song Hang likes to see this person who is dissatisfied but dare not show anything in front of his eyes.

I hope he can play with me for a while longer.

"Pets don't know how to communicate with people." Song Hang said, reaching out to stroke Zhiniao's face.

"Are NPCs considered human?" Zhitiao also wanted to ask these people about their attitudes towards the characters in the dungeon. Perhaps Zhitiao has traveled too many times in different worlds, and he no longer has much feeling for the existence of these human figures. .

In order to maintain his image, Song Hang still had a harmless smile on his face: "Maybe, NPC or player, it's not too different." Thinking that one day, this self-righteous person in front of him will also become like Like him, Song Hang felt an inexplicable joy.

I don't know where the confidence comes from.

"I'll punish you when I get back to you for what you provoked." Song Hang said, "Now, stay here with me."

"Okay, master~" Zhitiao stretched out his hand and pressed the person to his chest, "It is a pity that the master has not experienced it when it is rated as a healing class. Let's try it."

"Ah?" I didn't expect such a unfolding at all, but the touch is really great, as if falling into heaven.

Consciousness tells me that I should let go. For a pet that has not been fully tamed, it is not good for me to immerse myself like this; but the body has already indulged in it first, just like what Yan Yan described before, it feels like it will melt inside.

too frightening.

How to hide such a skill!

Speaking of which, Song Hang wasn't interested in this dungeon, but they had already entered, so it's better to finish what needs to be done.

He acted with Expenses, and the person who provided the information believed that the telephone charges might have something to do with that powerful newcomer who appeared and disappeared. However, no news was found today.So he thought, instead of beating around the bush to get in touch with that person, it would be better to simply look for the person who is not with them from the very beginning.

However, he saw an unexpected thing: "You were talking to Luo Yan just now?"

"Yes." Zhi Niao looked at him with a smile, "If the master doesn't want to, I won't tell her in the future." Although this sentence is just a talk.

"There is a way to make people happy." Of course, Song Hang would not easily believe his guarantee, but it was an unfamiliar pet, and he put on a collar and wanted to bite his owner back.

But this feeling of being coveted is not bad, on the contrary, it is very challenging for him.

As for dog training, if you want to show the opponent that you are strong enough to resist, you will always be obedient.

What really caught his attention was the face.

It seems that she is a woman full of strange and weird ideas. It is very interesting that the free and strong man will bow down to her.Song Hang met the person who hadn't shown his face from the beginning, but unexpectedly found that the person was not hunting alone as he imagined, but was helping NPCs.

The smile on his face was more sincere than that of an angel, which really made him sick, but he couldn't hide the murderous nature on the other side that was already so strong that it was about to overflow.

When he saw Song Hang, his eyes were visibly more ruthless.

But it was just a face-to-face meeting, and soon Ruoyan found that person, saying that they wanted to do something together.The cruel face immediately restrained, becoming warmer and more healing than a wild daisy.

Amazing talent.

"Okay, you've been in my arms for long enough, now I'm going to rest." Still immersed in his own thoughts, feeling that time has not passed, Zhidiao pulled the man out of his arms Push it away, turn around and spread the bedding, ready to enter the third dream.

He had tested Xiao Yan, but the other party had no opinion of his appearance.

It seems that only Xizi can see it. In addition, the camera given by Luoyan can also do it.

Zhitiao asked Lao Yan, that camera has a certain spiritual power.So he guessed that Xizi's eyes might completely lose perception of the colors of the real world because he had seen too many things in the spirit world.

Could it be that those flowers grew directly on him?

Not caring about Song Hang's confused look behind him, Zhitiao went straight into the dreamland.But this time was different from the previous ones, compared to voluntary sleep, it was better to say that he was brought into a dream by something, this time he was just himself, neither Bai Wugou nor the strange blue flowers were seen on his body.

The surroundings of the room are also very familiar, it is Xizi's home, the hotel where they boarded.

"Sure enough, I'm not the only one who entered here." A woman's voice came from behind, very familiar, it was Xiaoyan.Next to her was another man, dressed in white in such a world, holding a cross that symbolized judgment in his hand, "It's okay, I won't tell these secrets to others, after all, I came from other places of."

Ruoyan nodded friendly towards him, and then Zhidiao realized that he was only himself.

"You seem to have the ability to be friendly to the undead. That woman should come to you for this reason." Being friendly to the undead, Zhidiao remembered that he had exchanged it with the system in the second world to comfort his son. A skill, it turned out that it was the root cause of his obsession from the beginning.

"Which woman?"

Yaoyan stretched out her arms straightly: "Here, the one behind you."

Turning around, standing behind him was a woman who was slightly shorter than him, wearing the familiar Bai Wugou, but under the woman's boat-shaped hat, it was not a normal face, but a beautiful blue phoenix. fairy flower.

Those flowers entangled and entangled, growing from the woman's broken neck, dyed scarlet, emitting a faint blue-blue light.

Rather than saying that the flowers grew on the woman's body, it would be better to say that those flowers occupied the woman's dead body, grabbing the nearly scattered flesh with their roots.The hat on the head seems to be fixed in that position, which should have been the position of the head.

"Help."

From those faint blue flowers, the familiar sound of flapping wings came out again, almost replacing the woman's vocal cords, becoming a substitute for her voice, as if it was the human voice made by many insects.The beauty of treachery and romance are entangled on the woman at the same time, forming a sense of absurdity that is disgusting but impossible to look away, like a black comedy.

"Help me, stop them."

The woman begged over and over again, and didn't look at the face next to her, but just turned in the direction of Zhitiao, as if in her consciousness, she could only perceive him alone.

"How can I help you?"

Hearing Jitori's question, the woman finally felt relieved, and the surrounding scene began to change.

The woman's figure gradually blurred in the changing space, replaced by a beautiful young woman. The surrounding scene was exactly what the mansion they boarded in used to look like, and seemed to be the former young master of the family.

However, it is a completely different world from the present, more beautiful and lonely.

It is not a kind of spiritual loneliness, but the whole world is buried in a tomb, and the atrium is stagnant water, circulating back and forth over and over again, pretending to be alive.The maids and waiters who come and go don’t have a smile on their faces, they are smeared with pale powder, just like puppets doing what they are asked to do, they come to serve the woman at a fixed time every day, and invite her regularly in the afternoon Go out for a walk.

Growing up in such a tomb, women gradually get used to it and lose the ability to think. They are more like a puppet than a servant at home, but they are more beautifully decorated.

Until the day of her 16th birthday, the adult in the family who had the right to speak said: "It's time, let her get married."

The woman who didn't have any feelings naturally had no ability to refuse, so she obediently put on Bai Wugou, lay in the coffin and was carried into the back mountain temple.

Zhitiao was familiar with this temple, it was the place where he first dreamed of, and above his head was a white-faced and detailed statue of a deity.The attendant who came with her was holding a butcher knife in her hand and asked her to open the arm covering her abdomen. After cutting it open, she stuffed a fistful of soil into her stomach, sprinkled seeds on it, and sewed it back again. The temple door slowly closed.

The doll-like woman felt pain for the first time. She raised her head and looked at the topmost image, surrounded by endless darkness, when she suddenly heard the sound of something breaking through the ground.

The sound was getting louder and louder, as if it was inside her body.

But Zhi Niao saw the woman lying in the coffin and died soon.

The dead body provided special nourishment for the soil, and the first blue flower bloomed from her body.

But the woman didn't know that she was dead, and there was no concept of death in her world, just like Bigan who had his heart ripped out and still thought he was still alive.

After waiting in the hall for a long time, she suddenly felt a burst of hunger. The woman who had been obedient to the arrangement finally began to think about "Should I get up and walk?" Hunger slowly occupied her brain, wanting to eat something as a nutrient, I don't know if it's her own thoughts or Hua's.

One night, she opened the gate of the temple and walked out.

Surrounded by a dense fog, she couldn't see the way ahead, and there was no need to see the way clearly. After all, she had never left the house, and it was the same no matter which way she went.

Zhiniao suddenly felt a burst of hunger. The hunger for nutrients drove him to walk down the mountain road. His eyes were shrouded in thick fog and he couldn't see anything clearly. Fortunately, the blue flowers on his body could guide him.

Those blue flowers are like little green lanterns, lighting the way to the dark in the dense fog.

"So hungry."

Song Hang watched his pet throw him aside just like that, and fell asleep on his own, completely unable to understand what happened in front of him.He was considering whether to use the usual method to pick this person out of the bed, but he found that the environment around him gradually changed.

The refurbished wall skin began to fall off, revealing the mottled rust-like color underneath. It seemed that something had changed tonight, and a shrill scream came from not far away.

With the shout of the hostess, a shadow passed outside the door and rushed out.

The fluttering skirt and long hair already revealed the identity of the shadow.

Song Hang, who had been doing his own thing all the way, obviously didn't understand what had changed in the dungeon. He took out the weapon in his hand, and suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from behind him, mixed with insects flapping their wings. sound.

"So hungry."