Turns out I'm the protagonist's golden finger

Jiang Zhao worriedly followed Shen Chi.

On a rainy night, there is no sense of security in the outside world. The coldness of the rain makes people feel depressed and their fighting spirit drops sharply.

Jiang Zhao searched for a long time before finding Shen Chi.

The child knew that if he just hid in one place, he would definitely be discovered, so he frequently changed places secretly, and Hou Fang missed it several times.

The trees in the forest are short and dense, and the leaves catch most of the rainwater, and at the same time cover the things under the trees, which is a natural protective barrier.

The blame is to blame the rain, it has been falling for too long and heavy, the rainwater pools on the ground, and it can become a shallow river.The soil in the woodland is highly water-absorbent. During the heavy rain, the soil is moistened by the rain, soft and muddy like a swamp, and some places are particularly slippery, which greatly reduces the space for hiding and transformation.

Shen Chi clenched the knife in his hand, the blade gleamed coldly and sharply in the darkness, it was his only hope.

The rainwater flowed into the eye sockets along the forehead, and the eyes became sore and swollen after soaking in the water for a long time, and the eyes were blurred.He wrung out his sleeves and wiped his eyes, then continued to lie on his stomach and wait.Little monsters like the white spider can't wait until dawn, and the scorching sun during the day will deplete their few cultivation bases.

Jiang Zhao squatted beside him, looking at his face and fingers covered in blisters, and said that if the rebirth time was earlier, the child would suffer less.

brush!Another talisman.

Shen Chi turned over to dodge, and rolled around in the mud, the clothes that had taken up a lot of mud were now completely muddy, and his hair was covered with muddy water.

He didn't make a sound, and focused on listening to Fang's movements.

At this time, Fang's cultivation base is not high, so he can only use some spells. The use of Yutian Talisman is like a flying carpet, and it will make a loud noise when passing by.For example, the whirring sound heard at this time, Jiang Zhao flew up to the treetops, and Hou Fang really flew over to the other side.

It's now!Shen Chi bit the handle of the knife with his teeth, lowered his body as much as possible, and pushed forward with his arms and legs.

A muffled thunder.

Then there was lightning, that violent force slid across the sky suddenly, tearing the cobalt blue sky fiercely, and the rainy night was instantly lit up, like the most brilliant fire and silver flowers blooming.

Everything in the world is still muddy.

The white spider killed too many people, was afraid of thunder, and Hou Fang's magic power was about to run out, so she gave Hou Fang an order: "Go down, go to the forest and catch that kid back to me!"

Hou Fang really took the spell and went into the forest.

He's in the woods!

Jiang Zhao yelled at Shen Chi in vain, but Shen Chi didn't respond at all.There is a thick wall between them, no matter what the content is, it cannot be conveyed.

Jiang Zhao felt guilty, knowing that they couldn't see or touch him, he couldn't help but look back.

This rainy night was as long as a polar night, just listening to the sound of the rain hitting the leaves was enough to drive people crazy, and there was a chaser behind them...

Jiang Zhao reached out to touch Shen Chi's head, wanting to comfort him.

It's a pity that there is no feeling in the hand, which is no different from touching the air.

For the first time, Jiang Zhao found this "spirit out of body" setting very annoying.

However, Jiang Zhao stared at the hand he stretched out in vain, if I were really here, what would I say to him?

――Of course you don’t say anything.

That's right, Jiang Zhao's villain in his heart is lying and crying, he will definitely not say a word.Thinking about it this way, Jiang Zhao got up like an ostrich again, so this form is not bad.

After all, since ancient times everything is difficult to have both.

Rustle, the sound of leaves rubbing.This dark forest is almost driving people into animals!It can't stop for a moment, and is being watched at any time.

Jiang Zhao was furious, and after making great mental preparations, he slowly got up and turned his head.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he met a square face. That person's face was dark, and the madman controlled by evil spirits flashed in his eyes. It was Hou Fang!

The white spider on his back is very uncomfortable. Manipulating this stinky Taoist priest will consume a lot of spiritual power. The closer to the place where her prototype is, the stronger her desire to sleep.

"Run!" Jiang Zhao screamed, under the extreme tension, the veins on his forehead faintly appeared.

Shen Chi threw himself on the ground without moving.

Hou Fang quietly reached out to him, trying to drag him out.

That arm was powerful, in stark contrast to Shen Chi's thin and weak arm.

Jiang Zhao was almost out of breath, he chose to close his eyes and plug his ears.

He has never dared to watch horror movies, suspense movies, tragic movies, etc., because he is too empathetic, and he can "feel what happened" to the protagonist!

This kind of feature is generally manifested as: the protagonist hurts all over when he is stabbed, the protagonist feels uncomfortable when he is wronged, and the protagonist cries and loses control of his tear glands... Now that he is on the scene, his empathy is unprecedentedly strong, and he feels that his brain is about to boil .

"Hey!"

The knife pierced into the flesh, only in an instant.

Like a flash of lightning, strike quickly.

Without hesitation, without hesitation.

Hou Fang's eyes were wide open, and his eyes were staring at the knife inserted into his heart.

Jiang Zhao's sensitive hearing was blocked and he could hear. He opened his eyes and was too shocked by the scene in front of him to speak.

Shen Chi's hand holding the knife was covered with mud and water, and blood was added at this moment. Hesitation and fear were not seen on the child's face. He had already calculated the strength, and then switched to the other hand, and sent the knife in heavily. inch.

Before Hou Fang had time to resist, he felt the spiritual power dissipate.His elixir was also lifeless, his limbs became weak, and he died.

The white spider took the opportunity to devour the last of Hou Fang's spiritual energy, clamoring to rush to Shen Chi and spin its silk.Shen Chi grabbed a handful of mud with his backhand and threw it at her.

Then, run!

The child rushed out of the forest staggeringly, the sky was still a deep cobalt blue, and the rain had not stopped, making one wonder if it would be possible to wait until dawn.

Shen Chi ran directly to the ruined temple.

On the way back to the ruined temple, the water was knee-high. For an eight or nine-year-old child, it was no different from crossing the river.

Jiang Zhao followed and vaguely saw a figure through the broken wall of the ruined temple.

Like a ghost, standing in a small abandoned temple.

Jiang Zhao was startled, when did Ji Jiao wake up?This is really a wave of ups and downs!Looking at the child's thin back, Jiang Zhao couldn't help thinking: It would be great if someone could save him at this time.

Just like him, when he was being bullied, he thought, if someone appeared at this time, he would save me...if only someone could lend a helping hand and help me... ..but why, why did you all walk away so indifferently?It's not your business, so you can leave so indifferently, so insignificantly...?

May I?

Jiang Zhao remembered the sentence she heard when she first met Shen Chi—help me...please.

At that time, he decided to save people without thinking.He has a voice: I will save you, I will not leave, I will not go away, I will help you just like I helped me at that time.

So, don't be afraid.

Back to the present, Shen Chi's running back looks like a helpless little beast. How did he survive such a terrible night?

Running into the ruined temple, Shen Chi resolutely bit his fingertips.It's not like in movies and TV dramas, where you bite and the fingertips start to bleed, but bite hard, even the flesh.Shen Chi spat out what was in his mouth, and the blood stained his entire finger red.

Jiang Zhao's finger twitched in pain.

Shen Chi, like a person who doesn't feel pain, immediately drew a spell on the dirty ground.Jiang Zhao recognized that it was an exorcism talisman, and he wanted to dispel the curse on Ji Jiao.

Ji Jiao had a strange expression, as if he was doing something extremely difficult, and he was sweating profusely.

The white spider spirit floated over like a ghost in the rain, and roared angrily, "Don't try to run away!"

Shen Chi had no other distractions and focused on drawing talismans.

Only the last three pens left!

Jiang Zhaoxin was about to jump out. Looking back, the white spider had already entered the ruined temple!

"You don't even want to dispel my mind-guiding technique!" The white spider slashed away with his palm, and Shen Chi didn't dodge or dodge. His internal organs were shaken by the monster force, the tip of his tongue was sweet, and he almost wanted to vomit blood.

There is another one!Shen Chi bit the wound again, drawing that stroke again and again, more blood gushed out of the wound, so that the stroke was deeper than any other stroke, and the intense red almost burned people's eyes.

The talisman emitted a blood-colored aura, and the white spider quickly fled the ruined temple knowing that it was no match for Ji Jiao.

Ji Jiao seemed to wake up from a nightmare, and when he saw the tragic scene in the temple, he immediately understood.

"She ran outside." Shen Chi pointed to a white shadow outside the door and said.

Ji Jiao's long and narrow eyes slanted, and he saw right away that the white spider's morals were not high, and it was difficult to maintain her human form. If it hadn't been for a coincidence that she had obtained this mind-guiling technique, she might not be able to become a good person in a few hundred years.

Thinking of this, Ji Jiao was very sullen, he was bewitched by such a little monster!

Ji Jiao drew his sword and chased after him, but the white spider couldn't escape the monk's tracking talisman, was stabbed by several yellow talismans, and fell to the ground begging for mercy.

White Spider's originally weird face suddenly became flirtatious, and his eyes were full of emotion.Her clothes were half exposed, and the gauze on her shoulders was wet by the rain, and she looked strange and charming. This should be the appearance of Qiong Niang that Wang Yu saw.

"Master Daoist, I will never do evil again, I beg Master Daoist to let me live!"

"It's a good idea!" Ji Jiao silently recited the Qingxin formula, aiming at the white spider with a sword.

The white spider's face was like a broken porcelain vase, peeling off piece by piece.Her eyes were poisonous, like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, and she said to Shen Chi who rushed over:

"I will never let you go!"

Jiang Zhao really wanted to kill her with a single sword, so it's fine for him to do evil, but if he got caught, he would complain about a child.

Ji Jiao raised his sword, but instead of killing the white spider, he pressed it against the white spider's chin, forcing her to look at Shen Chi. Ji Jiao asked her, "You guys smell a bit similar. Tell me, what is he?"

Shen Chi was stunned, and hid his bleeding finger in his sleeve.

"Him?" The white spider's eyes were raised high, very evil, the rain washed, and the broken cheeks added a bit of terror to that face.

"He has the breath of the master, it's very faint, and most people can't detect it." The white spider's legs turned into spider limbs, and it was ready to run.

Ji Jiao got the answer, no longer caring about her life and death, let her run away.According to Jiang Qijie, as a monk, how could he not even be able to do the most basic extermination of demons and harms?

"You have devilish energy on you." The rain was still falling, and the blood on Ji Jiaojian was washed clean by the rain, revealing its original cold light.Ji Jiao's long and narrow eyes swept over Shen Chi, and he was almost certain that there was something wrong with the child in front of him.

No way, the shining long sword reflected the immature face of the child, Jiang Zhao's heart couldn't take it anymore, come on!

"I knew something was wrong with you the first time I saw you. Are you hiding from me? Huh?" The hair on Ji Jiao's forehead stuck to his cheeks, and his eyes were as bloodshot as Shen Chi's.

He is not like a monk, like a desperado.

If Shen Chi dared to run away, Jiang Zhao was sure that Ji Jiao would kill him.

Jiang Zhao couldn't think of any other way for the unarmed Shen Chi to block Ji Jiao's attack.

He took a deep breath, this memory was too painful for him, and he didn't want to stay any longer.

Perhaps affected by his mood, the surrounding scene changed rapidly, and he came to another place.The confrontation between Shen Chi and Ji Jiao no longer exists, but his heart is hard to calm down.

This is another memory.

Jiang Zhao looked around.

It's like... a small village?

Jiang Zhao carefully observes every room around him, with thatched roofs and yellow mud walls, whether they are high or low, wide or narrow, and they are all lit at this time, revealing warmth and simplicity.

The smoke has been extinguished, and through the paper window, Joyo sees a woman mending clothes.The courtyard was empty, and the chickens and ducks were asleep.The elm and Yang women in front of the door are dancing and dancing, without too much noise, just to shatter a piece of moon shadow and drop a piece of jade on the ground.

Jiang Zhao was walking, and occasionally heard a few dogs barking.

so peaceful.

It's like a peach blossom garden.

Such a beautiful environment, Jiang Zhao thought, is it a better place in Shen Chi's memory?Has he ever lived here?

Just thinking about it, I have already arrived at the entrance of the village.

The entrance of the village is extremely lonely, with only one ancient well and a huge old laurel tree.The well has been abandoned for a long time, but the tree is still thriving. The branches are thicker than the barrels. Jiang Zhao has never seen such a big tree.

The branches are covered with blessing red silk, some are new red, some have been blown by rain and wind to water red, and they are all swaying freely in the night wind.

Jiang Zhao walked further and found Shen Chi approaching him.

He has grown up and looks like a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, thick eyebrows, and eyes like a deep black sky, containing billions of stars.

Seeing him, Jiang Zhao was deeply touched, and really wanted to ask him how he escaped and how he was injured.

He was dressed in black, with a dull expression, holding a piece of soft red silk in his hand.

"You also believe this?" In Jiang Zhao's memory, he was a very resolute person who didn't cry out for such a serious injury. When he was in danger, the way he held a knife was so decisive, which made people scared and distressed.

Shen Chi didn't hang the red silk on the laurel tree, but drew the sword behind his back.

what happened?

Jiang Zhao took a step forward and quickly searched around with his spiritual sense.

It's demonic!

When you approach the laurel tree, you can see a thin line between the red silk and the tree.

That kind of thin thread, could it be spider silk?

Under the laurel, the thin thread shrinks little by little, revealing a blood red spider with eight slender limbs.

Except for her eyes, her whole body was blood red, as if she had just crawled out of a human's internal organs.

Not only has the color changed, but her spiritual power has also become stronger.

With just one glance, Jiang Zhao could tell that she was the former White Spider, and her strength had reached Foundation Establishment at this moment.

"I said, I won't let you go!"