Vol 2 Chapter 35: Transmission

? Chapter 35 Transmission
The raccoon squinted for a moment, and continued to explain to Mu Mu: "Ghost meat is made of corpses, which have been angry and dyed and grown into a mushroom shape, but the hostility in the body is condensed on the outside. No charm, nothing more. \\ WWW.qΒ⑤ \\ "
Wen Leyang nodded afterwards: "I also feel strange, who can still build a temple in that place."
Mu Mu was thinking about Egg's things in his head, but he didn't know how to ask. His expression was extremely anxious.
"Ghost meat will gradually become mushrooms under the constant flow of anger, but at the end, do you know what shape the girl will become?" Chang Zi looked at Mu Mu with a smile like a smile: "It will deform, blood, There are a lot of meridians, bones, hairs, teeth, and eyeballs, but they ca n’t walk, move, grow, or think, just a skin sac that ca n’t die!
Although the sun was shining overhead and the grass was flying around, Wen Leyang thought that in the gloomy ground of the ruined temple, the face was not a mushroom but a group of living dead people with pale skin, and immediately could not help but explode. A layer of goose bumps. Fortunately, Er Niang they went in early, and if the ghost meat turned into a humanoid, it is estimated that the young man's appetite is not so good.
Chang Li's smile dispelled the gloomy feeling just now: "Even if the ghost meat becomes a human form, it is still a dead thing, but it is a good place to use to feed the soul, the soul and the ghost. The meat grows up together, and the day the mushroom is transformed, this person is still alive! "
"What about the egg?" The three teenagers asked together.
Chang Li glanced at the bald boy in Wenjia Village, who was riding a horse, and the expression on his face was somewhat inexplicable: "Mushrooms were unintentionally broken by you. The unsophisticated soul of soul has nothing but wisdom. Soul power is a great supplement for zombie dolls! As I see it, Ah egg has been alive for a year and a half, so it should be alive! But ... "
Chang's turning point suddenly froze the surprise on the faces of the three teenagers: "The rebirth of the dead is to make a condemnation!"
Wen Leyang suddenly felt that Changci had traveled the world this time. They also have the basic quality of not doing it. They said one by one that they were not in a hurry. They all died in a hurry. The same was true of Xiao Yi and Mu Mu. They asked in unison: "What a condemnation?"
Chang ci is also quite helpless. He murmured to himself: "I really don't understand anything!" Only then explained: "Heavenly condemnation is Heavenly Tribulation! Yuan Soul is resurrected in the ghost meat. The entire Shadi will help him share the Heavenly Tribulation. Live together with Shadi. When Heaven condemns, Shadi will naturally share with him. But Egg does not work. He has gained soul power. The day of resurrection is the time of Heaven Tribulation! "
Wen Leyang asked: "How powerful is the Heaven Tribulation?" He also knew that Sky Tribulation was not a worry-free thing. But now it is spread on the egg head. I must quantify this illusory thing. In order to prepare. For example, where to get a high-grade alloy insulation box.
Chang Tan shook his head. To be frank: "I don't know. The things like Tianguai vary from person to person and are larger or smaller. But the resurrection of the dead is equivalent to the reversal of yin and yang. It should not be light." Suddenly smiled: "Anyway, it's still too early. Don't think about these things. It's time to come. Both me and two bunnies are here to help. Hey. We'll clip together and practice for thousands of years. Help the kid to share a day's disaster It may not be difficult
Wen Leyang, Xiao Yi and Mu Mu took a breath at the same time. There is worship and gratitude in her eyes. Some of you complained earlier.
Wen Leyang thought about it one more step: "That Soul. Was it planted into the ground. Or ran into the ground of ghosts by yourself?" He also told the raccoon about the big and small rabbit demon.
Chang Zi was not too surprised: "Of course it was the monks who planted in the ground. Yuan soul has been broken. The body must have been shattered by the force. Maybe it was a relative or a fellow who kept his Yuan soul. Planted in the mushroom. . Two injured rabbits do n’t know if it ’s related to this matter.
She said with a smile. His eyes lighted up again naughtily: "When you get married, you're done. Let's go to the temple and ask them both."
In Chang Li's heart, even if the sky collapsed, she could not delay her watching the Yizi Palace.
Wen Leyang asked endlessly, "That's not right, why aren't the soul-gatherers guarding in the temple? If they go inside, they may destroy the mushrooms."
Chang Tan was impatient. First sniffed the nose. With a cheer: "Fish smell!" Then she explained to Wen Leyang, like a bead, "The average person can't get in, even if you get in, you can't touch the mushroom that nourishes the soul. It's not someone from your Wen family who used to hold a mushroom Almost sucked up. That is, the strange set of wrong punches he left behind could break the way, and then you destroyed the mushroom. "Without saying a word, he walked toward the kitchen with a happy face.
As soon as Chang Tan pushed open the kitchen door, a rude voice inside yelled: "Get out! Lao Tzu is the most annoying to disturb others when he cooks!"
Wen Leyang was so scared that he lost all the carrots. He just rushed to rescue the cook. He did not expect the majestic raccoon to smile and said to the house: "You are busy, you are busy, I don't dare to disturb. Ah, less pepper. "
"Come on, I don't need anyone else to cook!"
Tan Zi shrinked his neck and backed away, vomiting slyly and slyly at the three young men, and his big eyes seemed to be drooling ...
In the following days, Chang Tan lived comfortably in Wenjia Village. When everything was okay, he persuaded the Persian cat to walk around. Except for Wen Leyang, Xiao Yi and Mu Mu, he basically did not talk to others, occasionally Taking a good look at other people can be considered a face.
Wen Leyang asked Chang Zi a few times, did he find any clues about Tuozhu Master in this year and a half, and Chang Tan didn't take care of him at all. She didn't even bother to deal with perfunctory things she didn't want to say.
It didn't take long for Er Niang to bring Xiao Chi Mao Tiao, and the surviving masters in Miao Village to the Jiuding Mountain, grandly visited Grandma Shizu, Chang Zi really praised Er Niang for a few words, if there was no such woman Now there are no more words in the world.
Er Niang and Xiao Chi Mao correct to see Wen Leyang and Mu Mu, but also intimate, can not give Wen Leyang a few Miao Nu. Wen Leyang broke down anxiously, and he said to me that you could secretly tell me about it. Don't say it in front of Mu Mu.
Mumu took Xiao Yi's hand and looked at Wen Leyang with a smile: "I don't care, take it if you like it."
Wen Buzuo rubbed his palms from the side and smiled at Er Niang with a slobbered face: "Er Niang. We have other good guys besides Wen Leyang on Jiuding Mountain. My boss is not small, and I don't have a wife ..."
Er Niang pondered for a while: "We Miao and Nursing are not so particular about them, so we beg men to be real men."
Wen didn't make a thigh shot: "After I married my wife, wouldn't it be possible to talk less?"
Er Niang laughed heartily, and slapped Wen's shoulders boldly: "I will tell you the old man when you go back. When you go back to the ground, you will bring you not to be brothers. Go to Zhaizili to meet each other!"
Wen is not overjoyed: "Then don't forget Ha, you have to tell the four grandpas, he is the leader of our dead font." Several people were gathering together and spitting nonsense. The raccoon suddenly ecstatically ran to Wen Leyang like a gust of wind: "Come here, but it can be counted! The troupe is here!"
Er Niang didn't know anything about the Palace of Characters, and wondered, Wen Bucao also invited the troupe to meet the happy event?
Sure enough, after a while, a melodious flute sounded from all directions at the same time, cheerful rhythm, light tone, the sound was loud but never harsh, making people smile involuntarily. I wish I could get rid of everything in my hands and dance with the flute.
Tens of thousands of colorful butterflies flew up from nowhere. When the wings were sprinkled, there were layers of gleaming crystal colors. They flew gently in the air, and the sound of the flute became more melodious and happy. Clearly arranged, arranged in a gorgeous arch according to your own color, but there is no hint of shadow in the sunlight.
Xiao Chi Mao Tong and A egg cheered in unison. At this time, Wen Leyang could see that the colorful butterflies in the sky had a total of seven colors, under the command of the flute. The red orange yellow green blue blue purple Changhong is divided into seven directions, just like the ribbons dancing with the wind, first separated separately, and then slowly merged again, finally condensed into a dazzling rainbow straight from the top of Jiuding Mountain! Layers of halo continued to spread from the rainbow, and the entire Jiuding Mountain was surrounded by the intoxicating fragrance of Lu.
The sound of the flute became louder and louder, and a touch of treble that evoked people's thoughts continued to euphemistically, continuously pulled up, and the piles of piles seemed to be endless gentle waves. Whenever everyone thought it was about to fade away. There will always be a new moving scale suddenly in between.
Finally, the bright and beautiful tone was in awe-inspiring. There was a crisp popping sound, and the rainbow spread over the sky with colorful butterflies at the same time glowed with dazzling brilliance. At the end of the flute, it turned into a petal rain!
Chang Li was excited now, staring at the more beautiful scenery in the air than the fireworks. He said to Wen Leyang, "Yi Zi Gong is a school, but it also took a lot of thought!"
Wen Leyang chuckled: "I don't want to seize people first, give us the Wen family a horse."
The raccoon made a noise and looked at Wen Leyang: "When did you become smart?"
At this time, a strong and deep voice came from the bottom of the mountain: "Luohai Lake Palace of Words, Mahe Water Mountain, please meet the parents of the Wen Family in Western Sichuan, and discuss matters."
The four princes of the Wen family are all angry, and no one is so full of energy that they do n’t want to shout from the bottom of the mountain. This surnamed Ma is used as a spell. Obviously, it is bullying Wen Jia by magic, whether it should be or not Send someone to go down the mountain to inform, already a short stature.
Lao Dao and the monk ca n’t do this, but the brother ’s attention is obviously not here, they are all smiling, and the monk explained to the four old men:
There are three giants in the word palace, the surname is Xia, the second is Ma, The third surname is Wei, and they are called Xia Mawei in Xiuzhen Tao. This mahe shui is the younger brother of the one-word palace and the two heads of the word palace. It is an important person in the word palace. "
The old man said to Wen Tunhai without any seriousness: "He called drinking water, which is worse than you swallowing the sea!"
The four grandfathers and uncles all had a pale face, and they ignored the monks.
Mr. Gou was excited with his face, and said in his mouth: "Er Ma is here." He wanted to go down to meet him.
Chang Tan grinned, bright eyes flicked across everyone's face, and finally waved towards Wen Bu, stretched out slender fingers like spring onions, and drew a complex symbol in the air, her fingers were like The sharp cat claws seemed to tear the air with a stroke. Left a gray-black mottled trace.
After the seal script in mid-air was formed, there was a sudden shock. As the raccoon gestured and submerged in Wen's body, the raccoon smiled and looked at Wen's body: "You say?" The younger brother has a high status and respect, and his reputation in the cultivation of Taoism. Compared with the seats of the five major monasteries in the Great Mercy Temple, it is no less than a class figure. This time, on behalf of the one-word palace to find Wen Bucao, first cast a beautiful battle with the spell, and then cast a voice, which is now proud. Smile, waiting for the Wen family to pick it up and down the mountain.
After a while, there was no movement on the mountain, and he smiled. Just about to transmit again, suddenly a sound that was more powerful than thunder suddenly blasted from my ears: "What do you let me say, oh ... it. Why is it so loud ... The dense forests around were shocked Shaking.
After a while, the voice was tentative and lowered his voice: "Hey ... Hey ..." Still like thunder.
A moment later, an arrogant arrogance of a villain rose to the sky. The voice was full of laughter. At first, it was still pretending to be a real joy. Later, it became a real joy. For the lifelong pursuit of gossip and speaking For Wen's failure, the sudden and loud voice really made him too satisfied.
The sound of Mahe Shuidi just now does not compare with the temperature of the spell cast by Chang Tan. It's like a frog and a tiger shouting at each other.
Ma Heshui felt that one after another thunder thundered deep in his eardrums, his eyes looked at the mountainside in amazement.
Uncle Wen was out of breath, and he was comfortable in his heart. He smiled and told Wen not to do: "Less nonsense, let them come."
Wen didn't make a dull thunder, and yelled at the downhill with great cherish: "Grandpas under the hill, please come up!"
Ma Heshui's voice was the same as before, without any slight increase: "Then disturb." But after a while, in the rain of petals still fluttering. The two big men, dressed in red and green shirts, carried a sliding rod and almost jumped up the mountain almost without touching their feet.
Wen did not whisper to his three-inch brother Ding, "Do you make a movie?" The words startled him again, and he could be heard on the road under the mountain.
Ma Heshui looked in his fifties, not tall but strong and strong, and he jumped off the pole after entering the village. Gou Changxi ushered in a hurry in December, bowing respectfully at the village entrance: "Gou Changxi has seen Ma Erye." With a wave of his hand, December hurriedly took the slider from the hands of the two big men.
Ma Heshui just nodded toward him, and then he smiled and said to everyone in the village: "Which one is the chief of the Wen family. Ma Heshui takes the liberty to disturb. Please forgive me." The tone of the speech was flat and uncomfortable. Not arrogant.
Wen Tunhai walked out of the crowd quickly. He arched his hands and said with a smile: "We are flattered in the backcountry, the immortals descend, and we are really flattered. We don't know anything, and we work hard." Uncle's smile is sincere and his words are polite, but the tone always makes people feel there. Then a trace of mockery.
Ma Heshui did not take it seriously, and continued to ask with a smile: "Your Excellency?"
"It's hard to say, when the sea is swallowed, Xianchang will tell me anything."
Ma Heshui nodded clearly: "It turned out to be Wen Leyang's uncle ... Ha ha, this matter is best to be able to talk to everyone in the Wen family, if it is convenient ..." The key figures of the grass are inquired clearly.
The uncle politely interrupted his local words, rubbing his palms with some embarrassment: "Look, a few old men are busy, and the things in the village are almost all my own. You can just tell me , If it matters a lot, I really do n’t want to say anything to me ... or would you come back first, and come again when the old men are not busy? "
The four old men of the Wen family are not busy at all, and they are carrying their hands as if they were nothing, standing on the spot unresponsively. Ignoring Ma He's eyes like electricity, he ignored them.
Ma Heshui's face changed slightly and he didn't speak. The man in red behind him smiled coldly at Wen Tunhai: "Don't shame your face!"
Wen Tunhai remained calm and replied with a smile: "If there is something to discuss with me, I will not be able to help if you come to the mountain to find my face." He turned around and walked with his hands on his back When Da had left, he hung at the entrance of the village the second grandfather of the Ma family who admired the people on the cultivation path.
Lao Dao summed up with the monk in a very low voice: "It's over, this time the Mawei is getting people to give it to Mawei."
Wen Bucao, Miao Bujiao, and Crow Ridge can't die. None of these three's way of life is kind and generous. It doesn't matter if others don't mess with them. Once they get caught, they will definitely return ten times and one hundred times. Yizi Palace was full of style before, whether it was deliberately revealing the wind to let you go up the mountain to give gifts, or the rainbows and thousands of miles of sounds just now, all of them were arrogant or obscure.
In contrast, although Wen Tunhai's troubles seem stingy, they are more direct and more out of breath.
The man in red changed his face, without concealing his vigorous anger, and struggling to catch Wen Tunhai, but Ma Heshui chuckled and reached out to stop his hands: "Wen Wucao, Wen Wencao, really some temper, if warm Uncle Jia can really make the call, so it ’s okay to talk to you. "
Wen Tunhai stopped here, not letting the seats go without tea, and stood on the spot, laughing with the county magistrate he used to use: "That's it, let's talk, what's the matter?
The anger flashed across Ma Heshui's face, and his smile was completely condensed. He said lightly: "It's a great event. The head of the Chinese word palace heard that a young man named Wen Leyang from the Wen family had some adaptable skills. The eldest brother appreciates this child and intends to marry the Wen family and marry my baby niece to Wen Leyang. "
The man in red who spoke earlier sneered and said: "Miss Xia is the pearl of our palm. Marrying Wen Leyang is his blessing. The master came here this time to discuss with the principal of the Yizi Palace and the Wen family. See when it ’s appropriate to get the marriage done. "
Wen Leyang smiled bitterly and looked at the relatives beside him. The reason of the word palace is tasteless than fart, and even Wen Jiu and Wen Xie can't cheat, but just say it in a straightforward way ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Wen Ming took a big advantage in marrying his daughter, and she could not refuse it.
Wen Tunhai was still kind, and nodded again and again: "Good things and good things, but ..." Then, he made two more steps: "I can't do anything about this."
The man in red finally broke: "Just said that you can find the one who can make the decision. You said that you can just explain it to you. Now you can't make the decision. Is it really a good pastime to be a word palace?"
Ma Heshui waited for his men to finish speaking, then stopped pretendingly, and still looked at Wen Tunhai with a blank expression: "Since you can't be the master, just say that I didn't say, just change your old man who can be the master. "
Wen Tunhai shook his head: "My father can't do anything about this."
Ma Heshui took a step suddenly, facing Wen Tunhai's almost four eyes: "Who can call the shots?"
Wen Tunhai did not give in. His narrowed eyes showed a colder and colder look than the poisonous snake. With a cold smile in his mouth, he said: "County, Civil Affairs Bureau."
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