Xiaomi, hiding behind me, looks six or seventy-seventh-slightly similar to my ex-girlfriend. The little baby is pitiful, making people feel pity and urge to embrace it in their arms to protect it.

Really, every time I see this little thing, even though my inner reason knows that she is a life-seeking rope tied around my neck, I still can't feel any resentment towards her.

Bloodlines are connected, and life and death are shared.

I think this is a journey of thought that many friends who have just become fathers and mothers have together?

Xiaomier was hiding behind me, and I subconsciously opened my arms to protect her. At this time, my cheap master laughed, turned around, and said to the old ghost: "See, is this kid really kind?"

The old ghost had a little cold face and said in a muffled voice: "He just doesn't know how to live or die."

Their conversation left me speechless. I looked back at Xiaomier. Her white and tender little face was filled with fear of my cheap master and old ghost, and I wanted to pierce into my body.

However, she was suppressed by the South China Sea Demon Subjugation Record, but she couldn't move forward and retreat, and could only squeak, like a kitten.

The cheap master looked interesting and clapped his hands and smiled: "Oh, I have never seen such a fun thing before. It is not a ghost or a resentful soul, but the purest spirit - a naturally born soul, but it is much better than naturally fertile..."

He stared at it for a while and couldn't help but sigh: "To be honest, let alone others, even if I am your master, I can't help but attack when I see this treasure."

When I heard this, I couldn't help but feel bitter and said that she really has that baby?

Master Bianyi nodded and said, "Of course, although I don't know how this thing was made and what principle it is, I know how to touch the bones and look at the energy and deduce the secrets of heaven. This little thing contains a wisp of innate spiritual energy. Using this thing as a guide can transform rotten wood into magic, completely change a person's roots, bones and talents, and make people who cannot practice at all become geniuses. Do you think it will make people jealous?"

As he said this, I understood that his efforts were not because his master coveted the womb in my belly, but because he reminded me that this matter must be kept confidential and that no one should let others know, otherwise there would be many people in this world who would have the intention to see money.

As for my master, he thought that his life was about to end, so how could he have the idea of ​​making this thing? And the old ghost...

I've almost confirmed that he is not a human being, so I naturally know that he must be of no interest in this.

The cheap master observed Xiaomi for a long time before waved to her and said, "Little boy, come here, grandpa has a delicious, delicious lollipop here...

Me: "Uh..."

The vulgar master's vulgarity made me feel ashamed. However, his wave was very special and he had to have handprints. In this whisk, although Xiaomier tightly pulled the corner of my clothes, he had to float towards his palm bit by bit.

When Xiaomi was completely controlled by the cheap master, for some reason, I always felt very uncomfortable.

I had the anger and impulse that I was about to rush forward and punched the cheap master in the face.

Just as my eyes were red, a broad palm pressed on my shoulder. When I looked up, I saw the old ghost clapping my forehead and shouting sternly: "Du!"

I was shocked all over and heard the old ghost's voice in my ears: "Don't do anything nonsense, uncle is helping you study the characteristics of the uterus."

I was beaten by the old ghost and I woke up a little. I remembered the mania and impulse that had churn just now, and it was a little puzzled. At this time, my cheap master smiled and said, "It's okay, the little ghost still wants to play psychological tactics with me, but she is still a little tender. In front of me, she can't influence anyone."

After saying this, I saw that Master Bianqi no longer cared about us, but started to chant.

At the beginning, I knew he was reciting the Record of the Demon Subduing in the South China Sea.

I am extremely familiar with this text and can almost memorize it. However, the tone and verbal words like him seem very unfamiliar. Just when I was hesitating, his hand pointed to my forehead, and I couldn't help but recite it with him.

He chanted one sentence, and I chanted one sentence, just like a repeater, both in terms of language and expression, they were exactly the same.

I felt like I was completely out of control, like a marionette in his hand.

I was extremely awake during the whole process. I remember every word, every movement and expression of the cheap master. However, after the Record of the Demon Subduing of the South China Sea, he actually began to recite other sutras.

There are "South China Sea Turtle Snake Skill", "Xuanwu Vajra Tribulation", and "Thirteen-level Great Slave Hand"...

He will fly his fingers in every scripture, while the Xiaomi in his palm will make various movements as he makes, some are a bit similar to radio gymnastics, some are like soft dances, and some are open and close, making people feel the masculine beauty in it.

After being controlled like this, Xiaomi seemed very painful. Her lips were bitten tightly, but I still felt a scream in my ear.

My abdomen kept moving, like thunder, and the pain was as if it were a knife. I couldn't bear it and wanted to beg him to listen, but I couldn't say a word to me, just like a puppet, following him and constantly chanting the scriptures.

I don't know how long it has passed, but in short, I live like a year.

At the end, I finally couldn't bear it anymore. I screamed, feeling my head hit like a heavy hammer, and my eyes turned black and I fell down.

When I woke up again, the bonfire was still there, but it was a new one.

There was only an old ghost in the cave. He was far away from the fire and was reading a thread-bound book, but my cheap master was gone.

I felt like I had a dark nightmare, sweating like slurry, sour and smelly, but when I recalled it carefully, I remembered nothing, but instead I remembered what happened before I fell into a coma.

I touched my abdomen and felt a heartbeat inside. Then I felt relieved and asked the old ghost what was going on.

The old ghost glanced at me, put down the blue book, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Are you referring to yourself or that little thing?"

I said there are all.

The old ghost told me that the little thing was suppressed by the sword demon uncle, and he could barely be obedient, at least not harm you. As for you - do you know how strong you were the day before yesterday?

Going to the day before yesterday?

I was stunned and said, "I've been sleeping for three days."

The old ghost nodded and confirmed, and said that the day before yesterday, my cheap master was actually doing a unique sect inheritance. This was a ceremony similar to the enlightenment of Buddhism. Inadvertently, I subconsciously accepted the indoctrination of various mental methods taught by him.

Generally speaking, ordinary people can no longer withstand one if they receive at most one. Only those with excellent roots and outstanding will may be able to bear it.

I knew that Lao Gui had also been begging the "Senior Brother" in the master's mouth before, and must have experienced such a thing, so I asked him how many things he had suffered. Lao Gui was silent for a moment and told me Jiuxiang.

I was shocked and said in surprise that you are really too arrogant, you are more than twice as many as those so-called "someone with excellent roots and bones".

The old ghost didn't have any pride at all, but asked me calmly: "Do you know how much you have endured?"

I shook my head, the old ghost's eyes were a little strange. After a while, I recalled it in my mind. After all, this was the master's method of the South China Sea lineage. Only the parties involved knew the best.

I calmed down and thought about it carefully, and suddenly I suddenly glared...

Twenty-five things!

Although my memory is a little blurry, I can still be sure that my cheap master has instilled me with twenty-five different mental methods and sutras?

When I said this number, the old ghost was not surprised, but said with a strange look: "Uncle Master said that your upper limit should not be like this, but he only knows this, otherwise there are more - although this Gu fetus can change the roots and bones of a person, it is definitely so exaggerated, so Uncle Master told me that you are an excellent genius of cultivation; he also asked me to ask you, are there anyone in the world of cultivation in your family, in the fatherly and matriarchal families?"

I stroked it all, shook my head, and said, "I really don't know. We are just an ordinary technician. If we have this way, why is this so?"

The old ghost smiled and patted my shoulder and said, "Your starting point is high, but this does not mean that you will achieve high in the future; brother, you have to work harder and go back and let those guys who have trampled on your dignity take a look."

I nodded heavily, and Luo Ping's face couldn't help but appear in front of me.

Immediately afterwards, Officer Lin's pretty appearance in uniform also emerged into my mind.

The South China Sea initiation was just a waste of time. I couldn't touch the edge anymore. I didn't want to think about it anymore. I asked my master where he went. The old ghost said he was going to explore the way, and we can't stay here for the rest of our lives. We have to see the light of day again, right?

Not long after, my master came back and told us that the search had passed and that it was not appropriate to leave here quickly.

Before I could ask more, I was dragged out of the cave.

We floated out in the pool, cleaned up briefly, and left here at night.

We rushed in the mountains for a night. In the early morning, we sneaked into a nearby village and stole a few clothes. Then we arrived at the nearby county town and left by bus.

The two of them seemed to have an idea and didn't say much. I didn't get any chance to speak along the way. I waited until I got on the bus and felt like I was heading north. Then I asked my master carefully, and where we were going now.

Unexpectedly, the bus stopped by the side of the road without replying.

We were in the back car and didn't know what happened. After a while, the driver in front spoke, saying that there was a policeman in front of us to check and ask everyone to prepare their ID cards.
Chapter completed!