The rules of survival of the magic stick

For the next few days, it was as calm as ever, nothing happened, the only difference was that Ying Rumeng would visit the national teacher from time to time, ask for some sutras, and then go back to copy the scriptures, recite the scriptures and burn incense. Yifu had no reason to refuse, he could only use an incense burner, a little tea, and then sit down and tell her Buddhist scriptures for an hour or two.

In fact, she said she was going to see the national teacher and ask for advice on Buddhist scriptures, but her mind was obviously on the little servant next to Gongyifu. She always glanced at Tang Su standing there from time to time. She thought she was very secretive, but in fact she was all Tang Su and Gongyifu could see clearly, this kind of action made Tang Su always feel a little creepy, he suspected that Ying Rumeng saw something, but it shouldn't be at all.

He is very confident in his disguise technique. After all, the disguise that escaped Baixiang Pavilion's pursuit must not be shoddy. He doesn't believe that the technique that Baixiang Pavilion can't see will make a The young lady, who is still very weak without going out the second door, can see it.

Even so, after being "inadvertently" watched by Ying Rumeng countless times in a row, Tang Su finally couldn't stand the feeling of hairiness in his heart, and followed Gongyifu's suggestion to go to the underground dark room to practice swordsmanship.

So today, on an ordinary afternoon, taking advantage of the sunshine, the National Teacher's Mansion welcomed the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's family as usual, just like the previous few afternoons.

Ying Rumeng goes to the National Teacher's Mansion to listen to Buddhist scriptures every day, and the lady of the other family is not unaware of Gongyifu's astonishing appearance, and she has a tendency to gossip behind her back, but Ying Rumeng seems to be unable to hear anything. Still going on, Hongye has heard some rumors that are not popular, and today she is anxiously trying to persuade her young lady in the carriage.

But Ying Rumeng's attitude is very firm, she must go, rumors are rumors after all, and cannot be on the stage.

It is undeniable that her spirit is much better than before. A few days ago, when Mo Yuan came to visit, she was very surprised and said that Ying Rumeng's strange disease was almost completely cured, and her body was much better than before.

But when she stepped into the main hall, as always, she saw Gongyifu sitting on the main seat, with lowered eyebrows and narrowed eyes, his facial features were perfect like a painting.

She looked left and right, but she didn't see the little servant who was always inseparable from the national teacher.

Gongyifu sat on the main seat and looked at Ying Rumeng with a calm expression. He obviously didn't see the anxious look on Tang Suhou's face. The corners of his mouth were pursed, and his black eyes could hardly see anything: "Please sit down."

Ying Rumeng has already watched the servants around, no.

Although the boy has a public face, the kind that you can't pick out if you fall into the crowd, but the more you observe, the more you feel that he feels similar to yourself. She was already full of hope, but she just didn't see it today. That boy.

All of a sudden, it was like the heart was empty.

She looked at Gongyifu, saluted and sat down, she opened her mouth to politely ask where the boy had gone, but Gongyifu cut her off.

Gongyifu knocked on the table: "Miss Ying, have you finished copying the Buddhist scriptures yesterday?"

Ying Rumeng looked at Gongyifu, nodded and asked Hongye beside him to pass the Buddhist scriptures, nodded very gently, and gently shook the white jade lily-of-the-valley earrings: "I have finished copying."

"Miss Ying is so dedicated to Buddha, the poor monk is very happy." He took the thick paper, this girl is really persistent, and she copied a lot every day, just to see Tang Su, He is really a persistent person.

It was because he understood Ying Rumeng's character that he was even more puzzled. She must have something to accomplish before she chose Soul Seizing.

Ying Rumeng was stared at by Gongyifu's black eyes, her heart tightened inexplicably, and she couldn't help asking what she wanted to ask when she entered the door: "Master, where is the servant next to you?" ? Why did it disappear today?"

After asking her, her heart collapsed. It is very rude to ask so bluntly! ! !Ying Rumeng looked at Gongyifu very anxiously, thinking that the master is a cultivated person, and he would be unhappy to hear her inappropriate words! !Ahhhhh! !

Gongyi Fu Wenyan glanced at her, with no fluctuation on the surface, still with that expressionless iceberg face, he deliberately said: "He is sick."

At the same time, Tang Su, who was fighting with the wooden man in the cue, sneezed and rubbed the underside of his nose with his fingers, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

He looked at these difficult wooden men, and his whole face was full of displeasure and heavy vigilance. These two wooden men were activated automatically by the magical power of Gong Yifu, and they could fight with Tang Su. Let's start earlier.

Gongyifu has his own affairs to deal with. After all, although he is in the capital, he is also the head of Daming Temple. He has his own affairs to deal with every day. It is impossible to always accompany Tang Su to practice swordsmanship as a companion. So he made two wooden men.

Tang Su was stunned when he saw the two wooden figures, and asked Gong Yifu a little funny: "Can you make them move?"

It's a lie, how could it be possible, and he didn't even know that Gong Yifu was so good at craftsmanship, these two wooden figures are quite cute, they don't seem to have any attack power at all.

Then he really wanted to slap his once silly and naive self.

Gongyifu's eyes turned purple, and he saw the two cute wooden men standing up, moving his clumsy body quickly and punching himself firmly, the punch was a bit heavy. Without showing any mercy, Tang Suda was put down in one fell swoop.

"Fuck, this thing can really move, Mr. Gongyi, are you a devil?" He got up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The inner wall of his mouth was bitten by his teeth hard just now, and there was a lot of pain. Less blood, now it sounds like blood.

Gongyi Fu looked at him from the side, and even admitted: "Maybe."

Back to the present time, these two wooden men were honored to be upgraded to be their training partners. There were two of them at once.

He once asked Gongyi Fu curiously: "How does this thing move?"

After saying that, Tang Su continued his practice. He didn't want to waste time. In fact, indeed, this thing is very suitable for him to use. It is resistant to practice and will not break easily!

Gongyifu drank tea from the side. Seeing that Tang Su liked it so much, he was naturally happy in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface. The old god often replied: "I just copied it according to my usual practice, not a real person. And no real soul."

Tang Su was now fighting and thinking about Gongyifu's reply at that time, and suddenly remembered Ying Rumeng's Soul Seizing Technique.

What would happen if you injected a human soul into a wooden man?