She will die if she doesn't soar

Chapter 8 Changing Life (Poke Me→)

The young monk who was addicted to the Internet listened intently, and looked at the shopkeeper seriously, "What do you say?"

The shopkeeper lowered his voice and said, "The old lady told me: 'No matter what, thank you. You should go home and rest early when the rain stops. There won't be any more customers coming this late.'
I looked at the two men in black, and there were obviously two other customers eating in the store. Why did this old woman tell her to close up?Isn't this what I encountered at night?
But before I could figure it out, two men in black also came over, the leader nodded at me and said, 'Your face is good, and you are also good.Money is on the table, bye. 'After speaking, he left with his companions.

But when I looked at their backs, I always felt that there seemed to be another deep meaning in his words, but I just didn't understand what it meant.

Seeing that people had left, I went back to the store, ready to pack up and make a sample, but suddenly I was stunned.

The two men in black did put the dough money on the table, but they put too much money, a big ingot, enough to buy the noodles for my inn for three days.

I picked up the silver on the table and looked at it. My legs were weak at that time. How can this be money for people!'Underworld Special' is engraved brightly on the back.

Looking at the piece of silver in my hand, I suddenly broke into a cold sweat, and finally understood what was wrong.

In such a heavy rain, why did the two men in black come in without any rain on their bodies, like, like, like, the rain wouldn't hit them.

I suddenly remembered what the old woman said when she left, as if she didn't even know there were these two men in black in the store, and I thought, could it be that she couldn't see them at all?
The more I thought about it, the more scared I became. I thought I had seen a ghost, so I hurriedly packed my things, closed the shop and left.Since then, I have never dared to mention what happened that night to anyone. "

Seeing the shopkeeper's pause, the young Internet-addicted cultivator frowned and asked, "Then what? Why do you still say that your life is good?"

The shopkeeper continued with a mysterious face, "Then, just two months later, I dreamed that two men in black were talking.

The little man said, "Brother, that boss's birthday is here today, and we're going to take his soul back for a business trip, so he's leaving like this, I'm afraid..."
The eldest brother said, "My dear brother, my family was hit by a flood before I was alive, and then I begged everywhere for a living."After death, Lord Yan saw that I was pitiful, so he gave this ghost job. Just now I saw him warming up to that old woman, and I was really moved.Forget it, let him live for a while, it's a pity that such a good person died. '
The little man went on to say, 'But the King of Hades...'
The eldest brother sighed and said: "What is good is rewarded, let me plead for him again." '
Unexpectedly, after saying this sentence, the two people disappeared out of thin air!It's really a ghost!

The two ghost messengers returned to the underworld and told the truth to the King of Hades, hoping to get a lighter sentence.How do you know that Lord Yan not only did not punish them, but also praised him as "kind and righteous", and promised me 20 years of life.

Hehehe, is it a good thing?

so!This man has to be kind. "

The monk agreed again and again.

Feng Xiaoxiao and Pan Yang left after listening to the shopkeeper's story, leaving only the young Internet addict monk chatting with the shopkeeper in the dining room.

After going back to her room to meditate for a while, Feng Xiaoxiao was going to go out for a walk, maybe she could have some clues.

As a result, as soon as I arrived at the dining room, I heard the shopkeeper's voice.

"What are you still struggling with? Don't you think I'm so kind and deserve me to live?"

Feng Xiaoxiao frowned, and hurried to the dining room.

Under the dim oil lamp, there was a black mist on the ground, which was engulfing the internet-addicted boy who was chatting with the shopkeeper just now, half of the cultivator's body was already engulfed in the black mist.

He was like stepping on quicksand, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get out.His face was blue, and his mouth kept opening and closing, but he couldn't make a sound.

When the shopkeeper saw Feng Xiaoxiao coming, he wanted to run away.

How could Feng Xiaoxiao let him run away?A bolt of lightning struck the shopkeeper.

"Ah!" The shopkeeper yelled in pain, and collapsed to the ground.

Feng Xiaoxiao hurried forward and pulled the person out, but she couldn't pull it out at all, the person was still sucked in by the black mist non-stop.

The shopkeeper's exclamation just now drew out several other monks.

When everyone saw this, they rushed to help.But the more you pull, the faster you sink.

The internet-addicted young cultivator was terrified, and regarded everyone as his last straw.Mouth opened and closed, unable to utter a sound, but his eyes were full of pleading, tears and snot all over his face.

Feng Xiaoxiao patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay, after 18 years, he will be a good man again."

The young monk addicted to the Internet was shocked when he heard Feng Xiaoxiao's words!It is completely unbelievable that someone would say such insane words at such a time.

Taking advantage of his distraction, Feng Xiaoxiao took out a pair of golden gloves from the space and put them on.

Putting both hands on the edge of the black mist, he pulled hard to the sides, and the black mist was instantly torn open.

"what--!"

As the internet addicted young cultivator screamed miserably, he was pulled up by the crowd.

All flesh and blood from the waist down that had been in the black mist.

Feng Xiaoxiao thought he was noisy, and asked him, "Can you play King Pesticide?"

Everyone looked at Feng Xiaoxiao with crazy expressions on their faces.

The internet-addicted young cultivator nodded reflexively, and said, "I am the champion of the East China Division."

Feng Xiaoxiao showed a big smile, took out a rejuvenation pill, put it in the palm of his hand, and sent it to the monk.

"Rejuvenation pill can heal injuries instantly."

The young monk addicted to the Internet was full of surprises. Just as he was about to pick it up, he heard Feng Xiaoxiao's voice and continued to think.

"In the future, the king's ranking will be available at any time."

The expression of the young Internet-addicted cultivator was distorted for a moment, but he didn't think much about it, so he took it and stuffed it into his mouth.

The elixir melted in his mouth, and in an instant, the wounds of the young Internet-addicted cultivator began to grow flesh at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The young monk addicted to the Internet immediately sat up and adjusted his breath.

The rest of the people looked at the half-dead shopkeeper who had been struck by the wind on the ground, and quickly tied him up.

"Tell me! What's going on?" Feng pulled up the shopkeeper vigorously before the morning, and threw it on the ground like a dead dog.

The shopkeeper closed his eyes and did not answer.

I heard the sound of crackling thunder and lightning crackling in the air.The shopkeeper instantly straightened his back and broke out in cold sweat!What is this little aunt going to do again!
Quickly cried: "I really don't know anything! What do you call me?"

Feng Zao kicked him, and said sharply: "Be honest!" Pointing at the young Internet addiction monk, "Don't you know why he fell into the black mist?"

The shopkeeper murmured, "It just fell like that."

Feng morning hit the shopkeeper on the back of the head with his hand, knocking the shopkeeper sideways.

"Not honest!"

The shopkeeper shook his head as if nothing happened.After looking at Feng Zao, he continued silently.

Feng Xiaoxiao found an iron rod from the side, and hit it on the shopkeeper's left shoulder.

The shopkeeper had a question mark on his face, he had no idea what Feng Xiaoxiao was doing.Pressing the iron rod on the body is neither painful nor itchy. Could it be that the little girl is so gentle when beating others?

its not right!Wen Rou is also someone else's girl, this damn girl gave me a shock just now!

In the next second, he saw Feng Xiaoxiao smiling at him, the place where the iron rod was attached to him felt numb for an instant, and then the pain spread all over his body.

"what--!"

With a scream, the shopkeeper felt his brain beating like an electric shock.

Feng Xiaoxiao took the stick, discharged and collected electricity, all in one go.The perfect cosplay is a comprehension electric shock baton.

Feng Xiaoxiao took the stick, smashed it to the ground, and asked the shopkeeper with a smile: "Do you have anything to say?"

The shopkeeper shivered, drooped his head, and said dejectedly, "The ghost messenger will come to claim my life every 20 years. So I have to get a foreigner down every 20 years."

Pan Yang wondered, "Why do we have to be foreigners?"

Feng Xiaoxiao: "Because no one in the inner city is human."

The shopkeeper's back stiffened.

Pan Yang raised his forehead and said, "Xiao Xiao, now is not the time to pour poisonous chicken soup."

Feng Xiaoxiao blinked at her, and said suspiciously: "What I said is true, that day that Mengtian and the shopkeeper, as well as everyone else in the town except us, have all died physically for a long time."

Everyone was shocked, "Why didn't you say such an important thing earlier!"

"Is it useful to say it? You can't go out, as long as you don't get touched by them, you should be fine."

"Why can't you get out?"

Feng Xiaoxiao: "I tried, but I can't get out of the town." Originally, I wanted to go out to sign and then come in.As a result, uh...

"But if you can't get out, how did you release the news that the people who came before were seriously injured?"

"It was probably thrown out." Feng Xiaoxiao pointed at the shopkeeper, "The missing ones should be related to him."

Pan Yang looked at Feng Xiaoxiao, and said in surprise, "Didn't he say one every 20 years?"

Feng Xiaoxiao raised her chin towards the shopkeeper, and the iron rod in her hand tapped on the ground like a blind man wielding a cane.Signal the shopkeeper to explain himself.

The shopkeeper shrank his head even lower, trying to reduce his sense of existence, and muttered in a low voice, "Maybe you can save up first."

Everyone really wanted to kill this shopkeeper who was trying to eat the big family.

Feng Zao frowned and asked the shopkeeper, "What's going on in this town?"

The shopkeeper had long since given up the treatment, and said, "I don't know either. Since I became conscious, someone told me that you can become a human being by wearing this corpse.

Then I put it on, and lived in Nuwa Town like everyone else. "

Feng Xiaoxiao stroked the knuckles of his index finger with his thumb, thoughtfully, and said: "Why do people in this town like to grab people with their hands?"

The shopkeeper shook his head and said, "I don't know either, but after putting on this corpse, if you want the corpse to last for a long time, you need to practice a skill.

This exercise will limit our ability, only those who are touched by our hands can be dragged into a dream and killed by us. "

Pan Yang said: "Then how can you kill people without dreaming?"

The shopkeeper: "That's not my ability, it's the ghost's ability. That's all I know. If you want to know more, go to Zhendongkou to find Po. She is the earliest living corpse here."

Several people looked at the shopkeeper and discussed: "What should I do about this?"

The shopkeeper immediately straightened his body.

Feng Zao said with a reasonable expression: "Kill it!"

Pan Yang curled his lips, "This is not a human, not a ghost, and not a corpse, what if something goes wrong after being killed?"

Feng Zao looked at Feng Xiaoxiao, he knew that Feng Xiaoxiao had killed a living corpse.That means you do it.

Feng Xiaoxiao shrugged and said: "There are too many dead people in the town, and I don't know what's going on. I don't want to recite so many karma."

"Let's ask Cun Po first."

The shopkeeper heaved a sigh of relief, it seemed that he couldn't die for the time being.

The few people did not separate this time, and followed Feng Xiaoxiao to Zhendongkou.

The east entrance of the town is a barren hill, full of old graves, and the night wind whimpers.A figure was sitting under the big pagoda tree, holding a box in his hand.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes blurred, but there was a white-haired old woman blocking the way of everyone, holding a wooden box in her hand, her face was green, she was not like ordinary people.

Everyone was surprised, didn't they say that there is no ghost in Nuwa Town except Miss Zhu?

The old woman showed a ferocious smile, bowed and said, "Everyone, is there anyone who can write?"

　Internet Addiction Young Taoist: I guessed the beginning, but not the end.Mom!Dad was scared to death!

　　Miss Zhu: Then guess where my beginning is?
　　Thank you for the cute support, the author is in the code word ⊙▽⊙

　　
　
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