Everything happened in the blink of an eye. However, in that instant, it was as if something that had been set in stone had been overturned.
The girl had absolute confidence in her defense. She did not think that in the absence of that man, anyone in this bookstore could pose any threat to her.
Therefore, she had specially made arrangements, from the beginning to the foreshadowing. It was not too meticulous, but it was enough. The owner of this bookstore still left this place, and even Ying Gou himself did not know about her arrangements in advance. He only treated it as an accident.
A guy who had been forcefully turned into a puppet by her was sacrificed. After all, he did not have much value.
She needed to replenish herself. This time, she did not bring any illusions. After replenishing herself, she would leave. She would continue to stay in the position where she should be. And there, no matter how angry the owner of this bookstore was after the incident, he would not dare to go there to find trouble with her.
It could be said that..,
Things had originally developed according to her expectations,
This was a simple game. At least for her, it was indeed so.
Perhaps in the eyes of other people and other forces, the bookstore was already quite large, and could even be described as "Terrifying". But in the eyes of an existence at her level, it was really no different from a novice village.
As long as the boss was not around, there would be no hidden dangers.
Unfortunately..,
Accident..,
It still happened in the end.
The shattered barrier marked the collapse of her defense system. She seemed to see the fleeting smile on the old Daoist's face.
This was a kind of teasing..,
This was a kind of playfulness..,
With a sense of satisfaction as if he was pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger.
It was as if the previous step by step was just a kind of foreshadowing, and the meaning of this foreshadowing was only in the moment of joy that he obtained at this moment.
There were indeed many people with a bad taste
However, at this level, at the level of someone who could break through her defense, this was the first time she had seen such a bad taste.
In a trance..,
She had a feeling..,
That the old Daoist in front of her..,
Was not the same person who made her coffee and gave her cookies when she first came in.
The talisman paper came down..,
There were also two black curled hairs on the talisman paper..,
There was even some white vapor floating in the air..,
Everything was pointing to the fact that this was a scented talisman.
Back then,
Old Monkey took the real talisman paper from Lawyer An's hand. After Lawyer An left, he stuck the talisman paper to his face with an intoxicated expression and fell into a deep intoxication.
From this, it could be seen,
He had some habits.
It was really hard to change. Not even death could change it.
And this truth would constantly appear in your mother's mouth, pointing at your shortcomings and scolding you.
"I don't think you'll be able to change this bad habit of yours in your next life!"
Indeed,
Just like how he liked to sit on the White Bone Throne and doze off while the wind blew on the Netherworld Sea.
Zhou Ze, who liked to sit on the sofa by the window in the study room and read the newspaper and bask in the sun.
Get used to this kind of thing.
More often than you expect,
It was even scarier and more deep-rooted.
Even..,
It might not only affect you for one lifetime, but for generations to come!
Even if it was out of her own dignity and disgust towards the "original smell", the girl would never allow this talisman to be stuck on her body.
She raised her hand and grabbed the old Taoist's wrist.
He pressed down and exerted force.
She could not kill anyone.
But he could cripple people.
She could twist the old Daoist into a fried dough twist and fold him there, but she would still be able to keep him alive.
However.
At this moment.
The old Daoist's hand suddenly became extremely heavy. It was as if the back of this hand was holding a mountain. When the two hands touched, the weight of the hand was completely flipped over.
"Hmph."
The girl let out a muffled groan.
She was forced to bend down.
At this moment of staggering,
The talisman in the old Daoist's hand finally landed on her shoulder.
Heaven and Earth were mysterious and yellow.
The universe was primitive.
In the rolling years, there seemed to be an unchanging rule. The older one was, the stronger one was.
To be a monster, one had to look at the year.
To be a zombie, one had to look at the year.
To be a juren, one had to look at the year.
To be a job, one had to look at the qualifications.
This seemed to be a general rule, but there would always be an exception where the new generation would surpass the old one.
A year ago, by the well in Hell,
When the first generation faced Yinggou, he sighed with emotion.
When the monarch was born, I was not born. When I was born, the monarch was already old.
The monarch hated that I was born late, and I hated that the monarch was born early.
Even Yinggou was willing to sit down at that time. Although he still did not speak much, and most of the time, it was the first generation who was venting his desire to talk. However, he still expressed an attitude that the other party could be on equal footing with him.
No matter how high the Drought Demon was, he could not be higher than Yinggou.
As for the last generation, even the first generation praised him for being smart.
Taking ten thousand steps back, if he did not have any ability, he really did not have the right to squander. He could not lose even if he wanted to.
The talisman fell.
An ear-piercing howl came from the depths of a mountain thousands of miles away. Fortunately, there was a thunderstorm there at that time, so it did not arouse the suspicions of the locals.
And in the bookstore.
A cracking sound could be heard.
The girl's left arm was chopped off.
It was like a piece of wood being cut by a cutting machine. It was smooth and smooth.
The old Daoist took a few steps back. His body swayed a little. Other than his eyes still staring at the girl, his body had already begun to sway left and right.
Who am I?
Where am I?
Where am I going?
The girl was like a majestic beast king that had been angered.
Her voice became distorted.
"Who the hell are you?!"
It was impossible for an ordinary person to hurt him.
When the old Daoist heard this question, his eyes began to blink. It was as if he was also thinking about this question. It was as if he was about to wake up from a dream and was in a daze.
"Heh!"
The girl took a step forward. She did not care that her arm was gone. What she cared about was who was hiding behind this person's skin and playing tricks!
"Scarlet Earth!"
Everything in the surroundings.
It was as if time had reversed.
It was as if time had reversed.
The scenery began to change.
The bookstore returned to its original appearance before the renovation. The illusion and reality became chaotic. The most important thing was the old Daoist in front of him. The changes in the surroundings were only affected by the aftermath.
When the drought demon appeared, the land was scarlet for thousands of miles.
People always thought that it was a thousand-mile drought that caused no harvest. Therefore, many places still retained the custom of beating the drought demon when there was a drought. They made a scarecrow or a more advanced person made of bamboo. Everyone went up to beat it or simply burned it. They hoped that the drought would pass as soon as possible, just like setting off firecrackers during the New Year.
In fact, the Drought Demon's true ability was that she could pierce through the past. Ying Gou had a deep understanding of this.
When the Yellow Emperor and Chi You fought, the Drought Demon, as the Empress Concubine, joined in. Her ability was often able to allow her own army to see through the Jiuli's arrangements and plans in advance.
Even the battle to ambush and kill Chi You and completely establish the victory was inseparable from her contribution.
At this moment.
On the old Daoist, the world had changed.
The old Daoist was still standing there, but in front of him, another him appeared.
This him was becoming younger.
From seventy years old to sixty years old.
From sixty years old to thirty years old.
From thirty years old to ten years old.
From ten years old to swaddling clothes.
From swaddling clothes to fertilized L.
And then.
It began to turn gray.
The Drought Demon was a vengeful person. What she needed to do now was to find the person who had just hurt her and capture him.
In this world, among the only people left, no one could make her willingly be hurt except Ying Gou.
The gray haze began to slowly dissipate.
A man's back was gradually revealed.
The man was wearing a white robe.
He had long hair.
At this moment.
He slowly turned around.
It was as if he was sleepy.
He yawned.
Found it!
A cloud of black mist rose from the girl's body and directly invaded her body.
This was a real battle between immortals. It was a battle that was beyond the understanding of normal people.
Facing the black that was quickly spreading around him, the white-robed man's eyes were calm.
It was as if at this moment.
He didn't care who he was facing.
In fact.
You could also see a hint of … eagerness in his eyes.
He said in a deep voice.
"Mount Tai!"
"Boom!"
A silent explosion was like a terrifying shock wave. With the study room as the center, it quickly rippled out.
It didn't even stir up the slightest bit of wind.
But tonight.
The entire South Street.
There was a collective blackout.
After the confrontation.
The old Daoist collapsed on the ground.
Blood flowed out of his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.
His entire appearance looked extremely miserable.
The Drought Demon's hair was messy. She looked extremely crazy. Angry thoughts began to sweep through her mind. Because in the exchange just now, she did not manage to gain the slightest advantage!
Women, the consequences of anger are very serious.
Princess, the consequences of anger are very serious.
The combination of the two.
It caused the Drought Demon to forget her restrictions for a moment. She attacked again and struck the old Daoist, who was sitting on the ground and had obviously lost all ability to resist.
The figure of the white-robed man who had appeared earlier had already dissipated.
This time.
Let's see who can protect you!
However.
At this moment.
In the gray mist in front of the old Daoist,
A masked face appeared.
In the eyes under the mask.
There was an extremely strong struggle and resistance.
It was as if his appearance was a kind of helplessness and compulsion.
But in the face of the Drought Demon's palm.
Feeling the threat from his own body,
Suddenly, his gaze focused.
He put his hands together.
"Amitabha!"
The Buddha Seal. The golden Buddha Seal directly pierced through the Drought Demon's body. The Righteous Buddha Dharma was rapidly eroding her origin.
A huge hole appeared in the Drought Demon's chest. The edge of the wound seemed to be stained with gold powder.
… …
Hell.
Mount Tai.
At the top of the mountain.
Small Temple.
The Truth Listener, who had been trapped here for many days, looked haggard. His face was pale, and his eyes were lifeless. He was almost skin and bones.
The Bodhisattva sitting on the meditation cushion in front of him suddenly let out a muffled groan.
On his chest.
A terrifying black claw mark appeared.
On it.
Murderous aura rose.
At this moment, the dying Truth Listener woke up.
The Bodhisattva, who had been crazy, covered his chest with one hand and supported the meditation cushion with the other.
In his eyes.
He seemed to have regained his clarity.
This clarity.
It was beaten out.
"Pu... Bodhisattva..."
The Truth Listener's voice was extremely weak.
"Hehehe... Hehehe..."
Under the mask, laughter came with a strong sense of self-mockery.
"I've actually become his … …"
Battery. "
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There was a big chapter to make up for it yesterday. Don't panic. Before midnight, there was still the third chapter today. Just treat it as a big chapter.