Sandwiched between the two masters, I am no longer a human being

It's not that Ayin doesn't want to improve her strength, but it really takes courage to swallow a rag.

One ball in the mouth, raw and hard to swallow, the smell ten times bitterer than traditional Chinese medicine exploded in the mouth, along the trachea attacking the city, from the nose to the mouth was filled with an indescribable taste, and it also had a disgusting smell of rags.

Ayin's previous limit was one curse spirit jade a day, and every time he swallowed it, he would fall into half an hour of autism.

It is precisely because of this disgusting smell that exceeds the limit of human tolerance, Ayin is not too active in the matter of "subduing the curse spirit". She will not subdue a curse spirit as soon as she sees it. Those who don't meet her standards are all passed, or those who are not strong but have special skills like Xiaobao, so they get her eyes.

It wasn't that she was picky on purpose, but the taste of the curse spirit jade forced her to choose the best.

Step by step, steady improvement.

With such a slow but down-to-earth rhythm, after A Yin met the two patriarchs, he completely turned into a wild horse running wild.

Zenyuan and Wutiao are two wolves.They dragged Ayin out of her comfort zone, forced her to face the sinister reality, and shed bitter tears during the day-to-day meal of the curse.

It was them who let Ah Yin know that the potential of human beings is infinite, and the bottom line of patience can be broken again and again.She used to think that she was invincible, but she was able to swallow a plate of mixed salad with curse spirit without changing her face. This is the super evolution of ghosts.

If you don't push yourself, who knows how awesome you are.

But—but!

In the winding path leading to a secluded place, the female ghost couldn't stop screaming, only three tears stained her clothes, startling a tree of egrets.

The shrill scream was extremely shrill and pathetic, and the lingering sound lingered for three days, making people feel restless after listening to it for a hundred days, and haunted by nightmares at night.

"Ahhh - no, I don't want it! Take it away, I don't want to eat it!"

Who would know the unceasing pain of being stuffed with three curse spirit jades? A Yin's eyes burst into tears and she shook her head like a rattle. The disgusting taste left in her mouth made her retch uncontrollably. The familiar humanoid walking pheromone exudes an incomparable fragrance, dancing on the verge of her nerve rupture.

It's a pity that there are few people in the quiet dense forest. Even if she screams, no one will come to rescue her. Besides, these two devils in human skin, under the banner of "for your own good", bombarded A Yin's taste buds. crushed.

Ayin only wanted to be self-reliant and escaped from the devil's hands, but Wuzhi Mountain had already been formed, and even if she traveled a hundred and eight thousand miles, she couldn't resist the devil's magic spell, calling her name and binding her in place.

"Come on, come on, don't spoil the little girl. Your Excellency Chan Yuan, please grab her arm."

"Okay, then you feed her."

"no problem."

Listen, these two demons are still plotting loudly against her!

Ayin's two arms were held by the black-haired young man, and she was dragged back. Because of her small stature, she seemed to be huddled in Zen Yuanhui's arms, locked tightly by his arms, and broke free. not open.

He could only watch the white-haired figure approaching step by step, with a pure smile like a lotus flower blooming on his face, and holding a round, slippery black ball in his hand, which gradually enlarged in A Yin's vision... …

"No no no!"

With lightning speed, A Yin's jaw was broken open by five pieces, and then he stuffed the magic jade into it. The corners of A Yin's eyes were wet, and at this moment, he burst out physiological tears again. She couldn't spit it out, she could only swallow with tears.

Her throat rolled, and the curse spirit jade entered her belly, and then a warm force gathered in her lower abdomen, symbolizing the newborn curse spirit that she subdued.

The way to strengthen the magic spell is so simple, just keep swallowing, but Ah Yin can't be happy.

Chanyuanhui let her go, and Ayin leaned weakly against the tree trunk, retching from time to time.

She couldn't speak, she could only condemn them with her eyes, trying to prick their consciences.

It's a pity that people have a conscience, but dogs don't.

The two of them had the same expression on their faces, unmoved, and still had time to discuss where to stay at night.

"There should be a hotel nearby, let's make do for one night."

"Alright, Ah Yin, I'm going down the mountain."

A Yin: ...

She could only give a middle finger in her heart with a secret resentment.

Human towns live with their backs to the mountains, and when they go down the hillside, they can see a string of fiery red lanterns from a distance. It is the night of the temple fair, and everyone is dressed up, playing with relatives and friends. Vendors yelled, and it was very lively.

For ghosts, this is simply a big extra meal feast.

A Yin stared at the long-legged "Bread" walking around, and swallowed unwillingly...

"..." Zenyuanhui, who noticed Ayin's strange behavior, glanced at her sideways, and then stopped in her tracks.

As soon as he paused, Wutiao, who were walking side by side, also naturally stopped, turned his head and asked in doubt, "Your Excellency, Chanyuan?" Is there something strange?

The Chanyuan shook his head slightly at him, "It's okay, you can go to the hotel first, we will meet up later. I have some... personal matters to deal with."

Wutiao's eyes flicked over Ayin, and then he raised his lips and smiled slightly, "Okay." He disappeared at the end of the crowd without looking back.

Ayin stopped beside the stone steps and followed his footsteps following the strength of the temple.

Her wrist was pulled by the temple, as if to prevent being scattered by the flow of people. He didn't use too much force, and A Yin was able to break free casually.

They pushed through the crowd and walked to a vendor on the side of the road.Lanterns were hung on both sides of the small shop, and the red light dispelled the darkness on this side. The stooped peddler put down the bamboo basket. His face was wrinkled and wrinkled, but when he smiled at them, he seemed to reveal ordinary The kindness of the old man.

"Both, do you need Jinpingtang?"

Zen Yuanhui took a bag, "Thank you."

Jinpingtang is not an expensive food, commoner children can eat a little when they are greedy, but today's upper class, all the desserts and snacks from the West are popular, such as the "chocolate" that Wujo Your Excellency loves, according to his exaggerated words It is said to be "saved the brain that was about to burn out".

The monastery poured a few candies into the palm of his hand, and he looked at A Yin: "Can't you eat the candies?"

"It's not that I can't eat it." Ayin sighed, "It's just that I can't taste it, it's like chewing a stone, and I can't digest it."

She thought belatedly, speaking of it, she hadn't eaten sweets for a long time.

The life of the house girl in the previous life was so comfortable and fulfilling, hot pot, happy water, hot and spicy hot pot were always available, and cake chocolate ice cream was a favorite every day. How could she know that once the time travel was irregular, she would leave her with tears, and even leave her with her favorite snacks? But to go, it is very hard.

Chanyuanhui didn't say anything more, he took a candy in his mouth.

The two of them were speechless for a moment, and they walked along the roads of the city and town, away from the bustling crowd, and the wind from the air carried a cool smell.

At this time, Zen Yuanhui suddenly said: "It was very painful for you to eat the magic ball before. I'm sorry."

Ayin froze for a moment, "Ah...it's okay, after all, you all have good intentions."

Although the process was a bit painful, it is not a good thing for someone to spur her to become stronger.

Zen Yuanhui frowned slightly, and his black eyes under the light were dim.

He remembered the moment when he saw the crowd, Ayin couldn't help but show eager eyes.

The ghost's appetite for people is instinctive, and she has already suppressed it very well.

If it's just suppressed for a long time, no one knows if there will be a more violent rebound...

Your Excellency Wujo did the right thing that day.

"Ayin, you..." He was thinking about his words, and slowly said, "Do you want to taste me?"

One sentence stunned Ah Yin.

"Eh, eh?!"

What, there is such a good thing?

"Cough." The monastery clenched its fists and touched its lips in a concealed manner, and added, trying to cover up, "Even before Wutiao and I forced you to swallow the magic ball, even if there was a reason, it was too rough and out of manners..."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, and finally he was stared at by A Yin to silence him.

The night wind was gentle, stirring a strand of his black hair.

The tip of A Yin's nose moved slightly, and a sweet but not greasy fragrance flowed out of the air.

The severed wrist and the spilled blood were in the same position as the original Wutiao, the only difference was the smell of blood.

The smell of cherry blossoms lightly sprinkled the world.

Ayin got close to him, lowered his head, and sucked the young man's bloody wound.

Because of the deviation of the angle of view, A Yin did not see it, and the black-haired young man was also looking down at her, his fair cheeks were slightly pink.

.........

After Ayin had filled her stomach again after a long absence, she was hit by a sudden death question.

No one knew what the monastery was thinking. After staring at Ayin for a long time, when she raised her head in satisfaction, she suddenly said:

"Ayin, my blood or the blood of Your Excellency Wutiao, which one do you think tastes better?"

A Yin's elegant gesture of wiping her mouth froze: ...

Um? ?