[Comprehensive Martial Arts] When saving the world, I always get people wrong

When Yuan Suiyun met Ding Ziming for the first time, he was just an ordinary handkerchief, the white dirt might still be soft, and it was carried by the golden ganoderma.When Yuan Suiyun met Ding Ziming for the second time, it was this little guy who threw himself into a trap and sneaked into his room, revealing his identity.

What did I think at the time—it turned out to be a monster, but luckily it was a monster.

For him, anything is fine as long as it is not a cunning creature like a human being.In the end, Ding Ziming will always be just a small handkerchief, soft, awkward, and prone to temper tantrums.He likes such a weak life - he has to be attached to his existence, and can never turn his back on him.

However, feeling that the person sitting next to No. 30 failed in his second attempt to leave the village, he felt that he was actually quite cute, at least he could imagine Ding Ziming's puffed bun face, and his sad face. look.

Unlike Yuan Suiyun who built his own happiness on the pain of others, Ding Ziming, as a victim, was very hurt, very hurt, very hurt.

The deadlock between the two was quickly broken by Ding Ziming's curiosity.

"Why did Engong disappear, and Ruan Qingyu, why did he disappear from our eyes with a 'snap'?"

"Shouldn't you know this kind of thing better than me?"

Ding Ziming raised his middle finger at him angrily, but after thinking about it, he felt that he couldn't see, and cursed, "Master, I'm a human, not a demon!"

It's a pity that the voice is still soft and weak, without any lethality, it sounds like she is acting like a baby.

Since a strange woman helped him restore his human body last time, there have been a series of sequelae, the most fatal of which are two things:

[-]. His voice is still that of a mosquito, which is completely inconsistent with the loud voice he had before he was alive.

Two, hell.

Regarding the first article Ding Ziming: I will bear it.

For the second article: unbearable!No need to bear it any longer!

After Qi Zhu and the others left, Yuan Suiyun gave away all the handymen and maids he had hired for money. People were killed in this village, and it was the best choice for them to take the money and leave.In the end only a cook, a helper, and a carpenter remained.

Although there are only two Zhuangzi, it is still very noisy.Ding Ziming jumped off the chair with a "swipe" and rushed to the next room with a thunderous force in his thin body. Yuan Suiyun followed behind and heard After a loud bang, I knew that I had to find a carpenter to repair the door again.

The moment Ding Ziming kicked the door open, the scene inside was unreservedly displayed: four shadow puppets gathered around a table and rubbed mahjong, one of them still called "Er Tiao" indistinctly.

"Second sister!"

Ding Ziming opened all the surrounding windows, trying to let out the rotten atmosphere in the room.

Two of these four shadow puppets were found in the villa last time. They were gamblers in their lifetime. After being killed by Zhao Er, they were vicious and hard to change. Run, just set fire to their bodies' and stop this absurd idea.

The two gamblers are not fuel-efficient lamps. Every night, they take turns to go to Ding Ziming's room to hang himself.He couldn’t bear the sight of hanging himself from the beam every morning when he opened his eyes, Ding Ziming, after a week of insomnia, grabbed Yuan Suiyun’s arm and shouted, “Why are you the one who threatened them, but I was the victim! "

Yuan Suiyun tidied up the messed up clothes slowly, and said calmly, "Because I can't see."

In this regard, Ding Ziming could only admit that he was unlucky—in order to stop their absurd idea of ​​going to the gambling house, and to solve these two shadow puppets who harassed him every day, he simply handed over mahjong, a high-end and majestic thing, to him. give them.The two gamblers really took the bait, but at the beginning Ding Ziming forced Yuan Suiyun to play with them a few times, but unfortunately he gave up after a while because he couldn't stand the smell of rotting flesh on the body of the dead. Yuan Suiyun didn't express much about the smell It doesn't matter if his martial arts can hold his breath for an hour, but he has been playing cards, and in the end the two gamblers are unwilling to play happily with him.

So there are only two shadow puppets left, each alone.

There are only two people left to make a table, what to do, what to do, after nearly half a month of discussion, two shadow puppets slipped out of Zhuangzi to the cemetery in the dark night and high wind, and began to dig the soil...

The next day Ding Ziming was woken up by the sound of mahjong in the next room. He ran over to have a look, and stretched out his finger, 'One, two, three, four,' why are there four shadow puppets?It must be the wrong way of opening his eyes!He rubbed his eyes, opened them again, and counted to four again.

Ding Ziming yelled 'Fuck', and the other two were still covered with wet soil, and the soil foam kept falling down when playing cards, it was obvious that they had just been dug out of the soil not long ago!