The life and death book system has a bug again

Can you find your way back.But he forgot to worry about whether he could do better than this beastly brat. He even forgot that Su Mu and the others mentioned that a little ghost of unknown origin appeared outside the city. The battle-hardened goblins were almost torn to pieces.

Where did this frail little devil get his strength from?

Shi Can's throat was bitten by him, and he couldn't move. For a moment, he felt the tragic feeling of Monkey King being crushed on Wuzhi Mountain, but Tang Seng came to save the monkey, so what should he do?It would be great if Xichi was here, he probably wouldn't die.

Fuck, it's all fucking Qichi's fault!If he hadn't lost his temper, would he have resigned and come to Baiguilin in a fit of anger?If you don't come to Hundred Ghost Forest, you won't encounter such a bad thing.How many days have passed, neither came to look for him, nor cared about his life, dog man!

I don't know how this contradiction subtly shifted, and the anger value soared all the way, Shi Can was like a balloon that was full of gas and was about to explode. He grabbed the kid's straw-like hair and turned over suddenly with one hand.Shi Can grabbed the hair and pressed him into the snow pit. He moved so fast that he bit off a piece of flesh from Shi Can's neck, and the blood splattered on the snow. It was shocking. Fortunately, the arteries Not broken, otherwise it would not be just the scene in front of me.

Shi Can grabbed the little devil's hands, and pressed half of his body on him. The little devil's limbs were jumping around and it was not easy to subdue it. Maybe the will to survive was too strong. Shi Can felt that his chakra was full, and he could tear the little devil in two with a little force. Half, of course, this illusion only lasted for a few seconds, and Shi Can felt that there was no Chakra left.

Seeing that the little devil was about to gain the upper hand again, Shi Can's nerves twitched, his head fell, and he smashed it down harder than a sledgehammer.

Immediately, the fire tree, silver flower and star bridge iron lock was opened, and a hundred thousand bees buzzed and exploded in the eyes, and Shi Can was so dizzy that he didn't dare to let go, until the strength under his body weakened and he couldn't hold it anymore Fall aside.

The little ghost stared at the sky blocked by the branches, leaves and snow, and his eyes became cross-eyed after a while.

Shi Can didn't dare to take it lightly, and struggled to sit up again after being dizzy for less than half a minute. The kid's forehead was broken, and black blood dripped down the brow bone and flowed into the mouth, mixing with the blood on Shi Can's lips.

"It hurts." It hurts so much that I want to cry, my head hurts, my neck hurts, my limbs hurt everywhere, Shi Can's nose is sore and he almost cried again. He had a worse life than this, and he couldn't help it. When I cry alone, it will be fine after crying.Anyway, no one is around and no one cares about me, crying, crying, laughing and laughing are all about my own business, how happy I am.

But this time it's a little strange, logically it's not some unbearable pain and grievance, why do I want to cry so much.

What's worse, when he wanted to cry, it was Qi Chi, the lingering bastard, who was circling in his mind!

A few days ago, the picture of being fierce by him reappeared out of nowhere. This scene made Shi Can even more desperate to kill that goddamn ghost.

The kid shook his head and whined twice, his dirty fingernails scratched a few marks in the snow. Seeing that he was about to wake up, Shi Can woke up immediately. He swept the snow beside him, regardless of Pushing on the little ghost without hesitation, he worked harder than building a snowman today, and the little ghost also began to resist, but now it has become the end of his strength, and he can only let Shi Can bury him alive.

In just five or six minutes, Shi Yan Wang built a snow mound half the height of a person.The kid's head and feet were exposed, and even the toes were struggling to break free.

In the cold weather, I was sweating from exhaustion, and when the wind blew, the wound felt chilly and painful, as if thousands of knives were piercing into the bone.

After finally restraining the little ghost, Shi Can didn't give himself a chance to breathe, and climbed the tree with hands and feet, but ghosts have no heartbeat and breathing, and he is not like Bai Wuchang who can control the pulse of ghosts. He really can't judge the lifeless Ermao is alive or dead.After all, she was a little girl, so it was hard for him to take off her clothes to check, so she could only peel off Ermao's collar at the back of her neck, but luckily she didn't see any wounds.The little girl was still holding on to the little broken doll tightly in her hand, presumably she was not dead, so it was okay.

He dug a clean snow pit, took off his coat, wrapped the ermao bag around his head and put it in firmly, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.The kid on the other side came to his senses completely, and the cries in his throat became more and more irritable. Shi Can carefully touched the bite mark on his neck, and there was some blood on the back of his hand. If there was a mirror, he might be able to see it. A bloody mess.

The fleeting time is unfavorable.He shivered from the cold, then walked slowly to the kid, knelt down and held his shaking head: "Stop yelling, I'll tell you to cut your tongue."

The kid clenched his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot with anger.

"What's your name?" Shi Can yelled louder than him, "Where is your home? Do you have any accomplices?"

They both yelled at themselves, but neither could understand the other.

"You don't understand human language, do you?" Shi Can scratched his hair.

The little ghost moved violently, and Shi Can panicked. He planned to pile up the snow mound higher and wider before running, but just as he put some snow under his chin, he saw faint bruises on his neck.

Injured?Shi Can pushed aside the snow a little curiously, and the bruise on the kid's neck became more and more clear. A thumb-wide bruise circled the entire neck, and on top of the bruise, there were three blue spots of different shades. , Shi Can carefully identified it for a while, it seems to be fingerprints, it should be the marks left by someone strangling the neck.

Long marks, finger marks, silver bell bracelets.

Fuck!

That long mark could not have been strangled by a whip!Shi Can started to draw the width of the whip, which basically matched his impression of Qichi's whip.

As for the brat who escaped after being treated like this by him, there was one one a month ago.

But it's not right, it should be just a newly born ghost baby, how could it be possible to grow into a ten-year-old child in just one month!

It’s ridiculous.

But not necessarily.Anyway, it's the underworld, so it's not unexpected that anything happens.

Ermao coughed, as if he was about to wake up.

Forget it, forget it for now, it's important to bring Ermao home.

Shi Can walked to the other side of the snow mound, and bent down to untie the chain on the little ghost's ankle. Maybe his blood sugar was low after squatting for a long time, his eyes went dark for a while, and his mind went blank. It is said that it is like a beam of golden light suddenly shining in the dark night, the warm yellow is dazzling.

However, this discomfort soon passed. He touched the chain and turned half a circle to find the clasp. The clasp was not easy to untie, and the more anxious it became, the more chaotic it became.

Shi Canzao was sweating thinly, and a few drops of blood slowly slid down from the wound. He was debating whether to break the chain or cut off the kid's leg, but when he realized that he didn't have the tools to chop off the leg, it was better to cut it off. break it.He was about to use force, but the little ghost kicked him unexpectedly, and immediately after, the snow mound exploded amidst the little ghost's screams.

That kick kicked him hard on the shoulder, kicking him more than ten meters away.Shi Can fell onto the tree unprepared, and before he even had time to think about whether his bone was broken due to the pain and soreness, he tilted his head and passed out.

42. The wicked

◎I want to promise with my body◎

It hurts all over, like falling apart.

When Shi Can woke up leaning against the tree, he was dazed for a while, and Er Mao squatted in front of him with his broken baby in his arms to play house, building three small snowdrifts like his mother burning incense.

"Brother, you're awake!" Er Mao jumped on him happily, causing him more pain.

what happened?

A cluster of fires was burning not far away, and the initial dizziness faded away. Shi Can saw clearly the person who was casually roasting the meat in the flickering light, and the four big characters of noble special effects in bronzing and bolding instantly appeared in his mind Full screen scrolling --

Destiny!

"Su Mu!" The pain just now evaporated from his body in an instant, Shi Can half dragged and half pulled Er Mao to sit over, with a playful smile, "I knew you would definitely come to me."

"Ang." Su Mu rubbed his nose, "It's also thanks to you, otherwise let alone the kid, I'm afraid even Ermao would have been eaten by him."

Shi Can turned his head and saw the messy-haired kid tied to another tree motionless, and then he remembered the scene before he passed out. The silver bell bracelet hadn't been taken off yet, but when he walked in, he couldn't see it. The half shadow of the bracelet.

"Where's the broken chain?" Shi Can raised his voice and asked Su Mu, "Where's the chain on the kid's feet?"

"What chain?" Su Mu looked at him inexplicably, "Iron chain?"

"A thin chain of silver rope with a bell on it." Shi Can pawed at the blasted snowdrift for a long time, but still found nothing.

He began to suspect that the broken chain could run around on its own.

"Come and eat something." Su Mu greeted him, "I finally caught a sparrow. Ermao eats the legs and you eat the body. Don't waste it."

Such a big thing is not enough to fit between the teeth.Shi Can rubbed his stomach, and said duplicity: "Give it all to Ermao, I'm not hungry."

goo...

shame.

Su Mu smiled and shook his head, pulled down the shriveled little sparrow and handed it to Ermao, then turned his head to tease Shi Can: "I said, when do you plan to go back to the city?"

"No." Shi Can replied firmly, "I won't return even if I die."

"Are you still angry with Qi Chi?"

"Angry at him?" Shi Can snorted, "Is he worthy too?"

Su Mu hugged Er Mao into his arms, and looked at him meaningfully: "You fainted for half an hour and scolded him for 25 minutes. You said you were not angry with him, why do I not believe it?"

"Fart." Shi Can retorted without confidence but very rebelliously.

Ermao: "