"Clang..."
There was a crisp sound,
The simple and unadorned small mirror fell from the broken neck of the headless corpse. It turned three and a half times on the hotel tile floor and then drew a half circle,
It trembled as it lay on the ground.
The old priest's gaze was instantly attracted by it. Previously, it was not that everyone in the bookstore had not discussed and guessed the origin of Master Xu Qinglang. According to the boss and the others, Master Xu Qinglang should not be an exclusive independent existence. Otherwise, there was no way to explain the principle of this guy dying and then going back to the infinite loop.
It was very likely that there was a problem with a high-end magical weapon. It had maintained a certain level of operation, but there was already a problem, which led to this situation.
The old priest rubbed his hands,
He licked his lips,
At this moment,
He didn't even have time to send Qing to the pharmacy,
His eyes were filled with this small mirror.
This mirror should be a good thing, a good thing!
The mirror lay there quietly, like a melancholy woman, waiting for the appearance of her lover. It didn't do anything. After releasing that red light and piercing Qing, it seemed to have really turned back into an ordinary ancient mirror.
This style and this kind of recognition could be found in many stalls and souvenir shops in ancient cities in the country. It was either called the Naxi Ancient Mirror or the Bai Clan Ancient Mirror. In fact, the place of shipment came from Yiwu.
The old priest was fascinated by it,
His eyes revealed a hint of intoxication,
If someone familiar with the old priest saw this scene here, they would definitely be very surprised.
One had to know that the old priest was greedy. This was also human nature. Occasionally being greedy for a little convenience could make him happy for half a day, but that was just the fun of life. In fact, the old priest himself was basically the kind of person who would recover after spending all his money. Over the years, the amount of money he had donated could be counted in the hundreds of millions.
It was rare for an old Daoist priest to have such an intoxicated expression with his eyes wide open.
..
Gradually,
The old priest's vision began to distort,
He saw clouds one after another,
And he himself..,
Was standing at the top of the sea of clouds.
Moreover, this was not static. The clouds were moving, or perhaps, he was moving himself.
Fluttering in the wind, flowing freely.
This posture, this feeling, was indescribably romantic and carefree.
At first, the old Daoist was still a little scared. He was afraid that he would fall down, but after getting used to this feeling, he felt quite good.
Regardless of age.
How many people had never dreamed that they would one day be able to fly on a sword and traverse the sea of clouds?
The sea of clouds was faintly discernible and ever-changing. It was as if ambrosia was blossoming on top of it. There were also graceful singers dancing lightly and gracefully. The heart moved at will, and the scenery changed according to the person.
The old priest wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth,
Although they knew in their hearts that it was all fake,
But he just couldn't suppress the pleasure in his heart!
This feeling was like an otaku watching porn. He obviously couldn't touch it, but he couldn't help but open it in the dead of night.
In front,
The sky was blue.
The sea of clouds had disappeared.
The old Daoist was finally sure that he was flying.
He stretched out his foot and stepped on it.
Tsk tsk,
It was quite thick.
The old Daoist priest used the tip of his foot to carefully test the ground.
Oh,
It was quite wide!
Was he flying on a sword?
This sword was a little too wide.
When the sea of clouds was completely left behind,
The old Daoist lowered his head.
He was so scared that his face turned green.
I wiped my face.
What the hell is this!
The old Daoist priest found himself stepping on something furry.
And below,
Were rivers, lakes, seas, and vast lands!
This, this, this, this …
The old Daoist priest's teeth began to tremble.
He subconsciously reached out and grabbed a wall beside him, trying to give himself some comfort.
But.
Soon.
The wall spun around.
The wall.
It was actually moving!
Then.
A pair of huge crimson eyes came over like a pair of red suns.
"Ahhhhhh!!!!"
The old Daoist screamed.
This scene.
It was too terrifying.
It was too realistic.
This shock.
It made the old Daoist unable to stop screaming.
At the same time, the old Daoist also recognized that it was not a wall, but a huge head.
Those eyes were so big!
Those mouth were so big!
Those nose were so big!
The hairy face thunder god's mouth.
It was so terrifying.
Perhaps, if it was reduced to a normal angle, the old Daoist would be able to recognize that it was a monkey's head, and he could even tease the monkey.
But it was so big at once.
The old Daoist really couldn't react in time. It was actually a monkey!
This was normal. If the size of a human and an ant were to swap places, it would be hard for you to imagine what it would be like to stand below and look at the ant.
In front.
A mountain appeared.
The mountain was very tall.
It was as tall as a monkey.
The old Daoist priest thought that the huge monster was going to crash into the mountain with him.
He subconsciously grabbed the fur under his feet with both hands.
However.
The gigantic existence stopped in front of the mountain.
It turned around.
It bent.
It bent.
It reached out.
"Boom!!!!!"
A violent roar came.
The old Daoist priest watched helplessly as the hairy face thunder god mouth monster lifted the mountain.
Then.
The huge existence casually swung its hand.
"Boom!!!!"
This mountain.
It was thrown in another direction.
At this moment.
It seemed that it was a little wrong to remind the other party not to litter.
But this terrifying posture and domineering.
It was truly frightening.
The mountain moving ape began to run.
It was very happy.
It was very wanton.
The wind was getting stronger.
The old Daoist priest tried his best to grab the monkey hair to prevent himself from being thrown off.
But gradually.
The old Taoist realized that the resistance of the wind had disappeared.
His feet were really steady.
He saw the changes of the mountains and rivers beneath his feet.
He saw the sun, the moon and the stars in the sky.
He saw a mass of colorful mist that disappeared in a flash.
He saw the threads twining around each other.
Even..,
He could vaguely see it.
Above the highest point,
It was as if a doorpost was standing there.
The old Daoist's mood was suddenly liberated.
He was intoxicated by it.
He was very happy.
He enjoyed it.
A man and a monkey.
Running wild in the world,
Indulging in pleasure to the point of forgetting home!
"Hiss …"
Suddenly,
The old priest suddenly put his hand on his crotch,
He grabbed.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"
He cried out in pain.
However, the fire in his mind had also subsided a lot, and the illusion from before had also disappeared.
That feeling of flying in the sky after taking drugs made people feel a chill down their spines when they recalled it.
"Hoo hoo … Hoo hoo …"
The old Taoist bent down.
He began to gasp for air.
That feeling just now was really too scary, as if his whole body was immersed in it.
He swallowed his saliva.
The old Daoist took a few steps back.
Then, he slowly sat down and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the sleeve of his Daoist robe.
His gaze …
It landed on Qing.
The old Daoist struggled to stand up again. No matter what, he had to send this girl to the pharmacy!!!
The old Daoist stood up again and walked to Qing's side.
"Oh my …"
The old Daoist was dumbfounded.
He had been pushing the old woman's body from behind and his line of sight was blocked by the old woman's body. Therefore, he did not see the scene where a red light shot out from the mirror and pierced through Qing's body.
But now …
Looking at Qing's miserable appearance, he
Especially the big hole in his chest.
Even if the pharmacy next to the study room was full of Bian Que and Hua Tuo reborn, they wouldn't be able to save him, right?
The old Daoist put his hand on the tip of Qing's nose.
Eh …
He was out of breath!
As for his heartbeat, there was no need to listen to it. Damn it, his heart had been beaten out. What the hell was there to listen to!
But even so, the old Daoist did not dare to say that the other party was completely dead. After all, his boss had returned from serious injuries countless times in the past as experience. This kind of person, no, they were no longer considered human. Naturally, they could not be defined as ordinary people.
"Hey, Yo!"
The old Daoist carried Qing.
He did not even look at the terrifying mirror.
He walked straight to the entrance of the hotel.
The old woman and the old man had already explained, so the array formation in the hotel was automatically broken. The revolving door started to operate on its own when it sensed someone approaching.
The old Daoist carried Qing out through the door.
As soon as he stood outside,
The sunlight shone.
It gave people a great sense of unreality.
For a moment.
It was as if he had just woken up. In the next moment, he might find himself lying on the bed. Everything that had happened before was just a dream.
..
Xu Qinglang drove very steadily. It was the kind of steady in a hurry.
Although he had suggested that he could not take revenge.
Because he didn't want to push everyone in the study room into a perilous situation for his own sake.
However, since Zhou Ze insisted, they must take revenge.
After this basic tone was set,
Xu Qinglang stopped being pretentious.
If he could overtake other cars, he would. Of course, he wouldn't go as far as to run a red light.
Finally,
The car arrived at the road where the hotel was located.
He began to slow down.
In the end,
He stopped in front of the steps of the hotel's entrance.
"We're here."
Xu Qinglang gritted his teeth and looked at Zhou Ze, who was sitting beside him, and smiled.
Zhou ze nodded, pushed open the door, and got out of the car.
Xu Qinglang came down with a bronze sword and a big bag on his back.
However..,
When he reached Zhou Ze's side,
Suddenly, the revolving door under the hotel door moved.
Then..,
Under the gazes of boss Zhou and Xu Qinglang,
Old Daoist,
He carried Qing on his shoulder.
He walked out from inside.
The sunlight was dazzling.
It shone on the mirror behind the old priest, and the reflection was very strong.
The angle of the sunlight matched the refraction angle of the mirror and the position of the old priest.
At this moment, it formed a perfect combination.
On the old Daoist,
It was as if he was glowing.
Because the sunlight was too dazzling, he had not gotten used to it. Therefore, the old priest did not notice that the boss and Xu Qinglang were standing at the bottom of the steps in front of him.
He continued to hold Qing up with one hand.
The other hand faced the sunlight and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
It was like the end of a blockbuster. The protagonist stood in front of the ruins.
He said slowly in a slightly disappointed tone,
"Heh, it's over."