Chapter 122 Mouth Mouth Mouth
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Wu You was slumped in a chair, blinking at another game, when the simulator was suddenly flooded with this thing.
After a moment, he instantly realized that something was wrong.
This damn simulator has been screwed again!
Does anyone have a gold finger like this?
He hurriedly held the French fries in his mouth, threw down the other game console in his hand, and tried to flip through what was happening in the front. In his haste, the ketchup flew off the French fries and stuck to the screen of the simulator.
Wu You was dumbfounded. He looked painful and cursed.
[14 years old: Something is falling from the sky above Xijing! ]
A loud bang came from the sky above.
The two people who were in confrontation couldn't help but raise their heads vigilantly.
What followed were all kinds of extremely tiny noises, like marbles rolling on beams, the sound of wood breaking, and even the sound of sticky liquid sliding.
Chu Songjun's face changed, and he instantly remembered those monsters that suddenly appeared in Xijing.
These days, he not only used the monster incident to secretly search for evidence of the family's crimes, but also took the opportunity to investigate the cause of the monster.
However, the origin of the monster seemed too mysterious. He had no clues. He just felt that this matter was related to the Outer Gods. But how did the Outer Gods bring the monster from the outside world into Xijing? He had no idea at all. There was a barrier like a mirror between the outside world and the inside world. Before the Outer Gods realized that there was a world behind the mirror, the whole world would be hidden.
In fact, in addition to the mirror, there is also a thin membrane between the world and the outside world that protects the world. Although it is fragile, it is soft enough. If there is not enough pulling force inside the world to pull the outside gods in, the membrane will infinitely delay the pace of the outside gods entering.
This brings the problem back again.
What exactly are those monsters?
As thoughts turn around and around, time passes in a flash.
The prelude has already begun, and the house will collapse in an instant!
Chu Songjun pulled the parrot off his shoulder into his arms.
Accompanied by a loud bang!
Chu Songjun's pupils shrank.
The flying wood chips scratched his face, and the moonlight faintly sprinkled into the house through the broken walls.
A huge but thin figure slowly rose from the ground under the moonlight, in front of Chu Songjun's shocked pupils!
How can I describe this monster in a way that is appropriate and vivid enough?
It looks like a person.
It has human facial features, a human head, and a human body. The body below the naked half of the body has turned into countless entangled gold and silver threads. Those countless gold and silver threads stick out from under its half of the body, like blood vessels absorbing nutrients in all directions, and it is like a thin gauze dress from the abyss is draped over its body.
Under Chu Songjun's gaze, it slowly straightened up, opened its hands, and its smiling face, which looked like a human, was raised, bathing in the moonlight.
Like an omnipotent god!
“…”
Chu Songjun could hear his own breathing, Xiao Ling's surprised bird calls, and Wang Youyu's terrified cries.
When he saw Chu Bingtian, he was standing under the huge human-like monster and gave him an identical smile.
At that moment, he seemed to hear the sound of elegant music and smell the scent of spices, rich and decadent.
Chu Songjun realized something clearly. That’s right, this familiar ability to confuse people definitely came from an alien god.
"Go—"
Chu Songjun shouted at Wang Youyu.
The monsters will only become stronger because of the gathering of people, so Wang Youyu had better leave quickly.
The portrait's smile was like a mask that had not decayed for thousands of years, and the huge palm instantly pressed towards Chu Songjun.
Chu Bingtian smiled and said, "My son, now that everything is clear, you should come home with me as soon as possible. Everyone at home is waiting for you."
Wang Youyu didn't move, as if he had been confused on the spot.
A ghost baby suddenly came up and skillfully covered Wang Youyu's eyes. The other two ghost babies cooperated tacitly and were about to take him away from the scene. Chu Songjun barely felt relieved.
The evil spirits rushed towards the statue, but were swept away by Chu Bingdi.
Chu Bingdi already looked like an adult, but in every previous life of Chu Songjun, few had lived past the age of six, so he was temporarily at a disadvantage in the fight between evil spirits.
Just at this moment, Chu Songjun's face turned pale in an instant, blood flowed down his throat, and he suddenly coughed up blood.
Standing behind Chu Songjun, two scarlet ghost shadows let out sharp howls, and their voices were full of intimidation!
Chu Bingdi protected Chu Bingtian behind him. He opened his torn lips and roared at the evil ghost opposite him like a beast. His dark nails shot out like sharp blades! He was swept away by the slender and twisting hair!
Chu Songjun struggled to spread out the "Night Banquet in Changshou Palace", but the monster in front of him was obviously beyond the capacity of the painting, and the surface of the painting instantly spread bright red blood.
Although Chu Songjun's vision went dark due to excessive blood loss, his brain was still clear.
His heart sank.
If "Night Banquet in Changshou Palace" is temporarily unable to contain this monster, then he must not let Chu Bingtian leave the Dali Temple, otherwise it will be dangerous outside.
"How can I do this?"
Chu Songjun was extremely anxious.
There is no doubt that the monsters were created by the Outer Gods.
The first few times he relied on clearing out ordinary people to prevent them from making the monsters stronger, and then relied on the evil spirits' violent crushing to kill the monsters.
But from the past few encounters, it seems that the monsters are immortal, just like mold in the watery land, they keep popping up.
Chu Songjun still hasn't found the source and can only passively rush around to destroy the monsters.
He had a vague premonition that sooner or later a monster would appear that he would not be able to deal with for the time being. Today, the boot that was hanging in the air finally fell to the ground.
The figure before me was very strong. Very strong.
The evil ghosts were confronting each other, but the human statue had completely ignored what was around it and waved its arms and the gold and silver threads under its body, destroying everything in the Dali Temple like a landslide!
Chu Songjun couldn't help but be surprised in such an urgent situation.
The person opposite is so similar to a noble family, wearing a human skin, claiming to be a gentleman, but when you look under the skin, you will see blood vessels twisting to absorb nutrients from the world.
In this world, people who are treated as tools and ghosts who are treated as tools are no different from each other; even death cannot be separated.
That’s right, in this corrupt world, his underworld is empty!
Chu Songjun felt a bone-chilling cold.
He knew very well that this was not only because of the sudden drop in temperature caused by the evil spirits, but also because he had lost too much blood in order to support the evil spirits' battle. He was in a predicament of excessive blood loss and was completely unable to move.
"Hero!" Xiao Ling used all her strength to grab Chu Songjun's shoulders with the parrot's dislocated claws, trying to drag Chu Songjun away from where he was standing in a daze: "This house is going to collapse!"
"It's over, it's over." Xiao Ling couldn't stop talking, and his ghost turned pale: "Could it be that this ghost thing has captured my mind!"
Xiao Ling and Chu Songjun had seen monsters absorb souls and control them like puppets.
But Chu Songjun had never been controlled by looking directly at a monster, and Xiao Ling did not expect this to happen this time!
But when Xiao Ling thought about the shock Chu Songjun had suffered before, he could instantly understand him.
The parrot looked determined: "This god will protect you - hero!"
The ghost of the little spirit is weak, so it needs to rely on a corpse to touch things in the world.
He tried hard to carry Chu Songjun away from the spot. The fallen beam toppled down, and the evil spirits cooperated with Xiao Ling one after another to carry Chu Songjun, who was too weak to move, out of the house.
The determined parrot rushed out with his hero.
Various loud noises mixed together, and Chu Bingtian's faint urging voice could be heard in my ears.
It’s a pity that when it rains, the roof leaks, and the hemp rope breaks at the thinnest point.
The man swept his giant hand, and several houses were swept away like tofu!
Chu Bingtian's eyes followed the person being dragged away by the parrot. He looked down at the parrot and the person walking through the wooden ruins, and muttered to himself, "This parrot is not bad, it protects its master. If my son likes it, it's not bad to keep it. But now, time is really not enough, he should go home!"
The giant hand covered the sky and sun, and then it grasped down according to Chu Bingtian's will. Even if it was pressed down slowly, it was enough to terrify the parrot Xiao Ling. The ghost babies around him wailed and pounced on the giant hand, trying to bear the pressure of the giant hand, but they only slowed down the giant hand a little bit. A touch of despair appeared in Xiao Ling's bird eyes...
He remembered something again, and the scenes from his life emerged in his mind one by one. He recalled a father and daughter inserting three wooden sticks as incense into his tombstone, and they prayed to him...
"God, please bless us to survive--"
But he was just a weak ghost and he couldn't do anything.
He was only one step away from escaping, but the giant hand in the bird's eye was sticking to the ghost baby with bulging eyeballs and it was getting bigger and bigger.
Suddenly, a strong hand grabbed Chu Songjun's shoulder and pulled him out of the range of the giant hand!
Chu Bingtian slowly raised his eyebrows, and the statue's giant hand fell to the ground!
A huge cloud of dust rose up.
The figure of a tall and strong man in short cloth clothes was looming in the smoke and dust.
The little spirit was pulled out by the man's huge force and was thrown a long distance. He looked up with a dusty face, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his bird-like face!
In the dust, the honest face was a familiar face to Xiao Ling, it was Chu Songjun’s medical boy - Wang Youyu!
But soon, Xiao Ling felt uneasy, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Wasn’t Wang Youyu sent away from Dali Temple by evil spirits? Why did he suddenly come back?
Wang Youyu's honest face still had a simple smile on it, and his eyes were sparkling.
[Attention——beep beep beep——mouth mouth mouth is taking effect——]
[——Attention immediately——]
Chu Songjun's lips were extremely pale, and all the blood in his body was almost drained. He was already at the end of his strength. Even if he forced himself to stay awake, he could hardly take any further action.
Wang Youyu approached Chu Songjun and looked at him presumptuously, with a look of satisfaction mixed with a little pride and joy on his face. He whispered softly in Chu Songjun's ear: "It's rare to see you look so embarrassed. It's really interesting, so interesting."
"You, you are..." Chu Songjun said with difficulty, disbelief and hatred slowly emerging in his eyes.
“Hush—” He gave Chu Songjun a sly smile, and said in a brisk voice: “But I didn’t create that monster. At most, I just wanted to play with your feelings.”
“Don’t tell me you haven’t guessed the source of those monsters…” A hint of certainty appeared in Wang Youyu’s eyes, and his smile deepened as he said, “Yes, yes, that’s right, it’s desire. Human desire is endless, so desire is endless, and He will also get endless opportunities.”
"You..." Chu Songjun looked into His eyes.
A cold and sharp light reflected in the falling smoke and dust.
He smiled and approached them intimately, as if he were facing a family member. However, He stretched out His hands, hugged the family member's waist, and pulled them close. He said with a smile: "All I want to do is... an eye for an eye, a sword for a sword!"
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