Waste Strong Foundation

Chapter 85 1 Wishful thinking

The severed dragon shrunk into a small snake with the thickness of a finger, quietly slipped back into the ghost gate and watched the excitement with its tail, pulling at the crack of the door.

The ghost mother spread her arms, and ghosts with blue faces, bloated and twisted fangs emerged from her armpits.

She calmly sang two weird songs to signal the ghosts to be quiet, and then said: "It's not because I'm being unreasonable, but because you broke in. Di Jun wrote the future of mortals with a Taishi pen, such as this city of Guangzhou. It’s a story that happened 3000 years later.”

Fei Mingqiu: "If he wrote it, will it come true in the future?"

The "Old Book of Tang" contains many stories about prophecies and monsters, but it is not as thorough as the "New Book of Tang", but it does not mention that Guangzhou is a ghost city.

The ghost mother smiled and tapped the tip of his nose—when Shang Yuan quickly stopped her, she bit her lips in aggrieved manner as if weeping, and suddenly broke into a smile, "Coincidentally, Di Jun never missed this point. He At that time, she was young and energetic, and thought that the gods were the only ones to follow. How could she have imagined that Nuwa was a crazy woman, she would rather descend to the gods and keep one hand to protect her mortal treasure. Taishibi is an illusion of death."

The illusion of death...

Fei Mingqiu silently remembered it in his heart.

Now is not the time to ask about the utility of the Taishi pen, you can ask Yuanyuan after you go out, you don't need to hold the ghost mother, she is obviously temperamental.

Shang Yuan said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, what do you want to do?"

The ghost mother curled her lips and grinned, "Me? I have nothing to do in the ghost mansion, and I can't go to the human world to take my life. I found another way to get into Dijun's Taishibi to relax. There are some ghosts and evil things here, enough for me to play for a while. Lah——I was caught by Di Jun on the spot, and I owe him a favor. Kunlun, don't frown, I know you've forgotten everything, and I know you're only 22 years old now."

Fei Mingqiu raised his forehead, "Ghost mother, I'm really not the Kunlun God you speak of. My... surname is a static name."

Shang Yuan subconsciously glanced at the young man behind him.

The ghost mother almost lost her composure when she heard that, thinking of her many romantic debts, puffed up her cheeks and said sourly: "Hmm, I know all about it."

Fei Mingqiu was a little speechless, and simply reported his family name: "He and I are visitors from outer space, the so-called aliens, do you understand this?"

Why, is the god of death on the earth also responsible for the life and death cycle of aliens?

It has to be said that after getting along with the players for a long time, Fei Mingqiu's words often have a hint of yin and yang.

The ghost mother put her hands on her hips, "Don't look down on me, last time I sent two old ghosts to scare you, I borrowed your, uh, the Internet to chase thirteen horror movies, and it was quite good. Don't be afraid, Dijun is too lazy to kill you. You, I just think that you are too much of a hindrance to prevent him from ending the mortal. You stay here with me, and when the mortal body of Kai Ming Jun dies, and when he agrees to go to the God Realm with Di Jun, I will let you go back to Kunlun."

Shang Yuan: "End of mortals?"

Fei Mingqiu also immediately asked: "Agreed to go to God's Domain? What do you mean? Isn't the Enlightened Beast already killed by Phoenix?"

The ghost mother was startled, covered her mouth and shook her head, vaguely said: "Yes, yes, Fenghuang... killed Kaiming Jun. But... Di Jun was angry and he cheated... Oh, anyway, why don't you stay. If you don't like this place, I'll take you back to the Ghost Mansion to play."

After all, she was angry and ashamed, vented her anger and strangled a few ghosts, secretly hating herself for being outspoken, because she didn't want to make up for it because of her face.

She sized up the two young men with red eyes, her eyes shone brightly, she turned her face when she thought of something, she took off her skirt and turned into a black tiger.

As he came into contact with more and more gods and spirits, Fei Mingqiu gradually discovered a pattern:

The higher the rank of the god, the more bizarre the real body of the god. The birds and beasts that exist in the world are only half-finished products fabricated by Shennong compared with the gods.

The ghost mother's real body is the same as the enlightened beast, which is also a tiger.

She is a genuine "Earth Mother" who is in charge of the aftermath of all living beings from all walks of life. The rank of gods was originally higher than that of enlightened beasts, and she has ten heads, which is quite terrifying. Being drunk by his love rival, he cut off a tiger's head alive.

Therefore, the little finger of the ghost mother is missing.

Correspondingly, the nine black tigers behind the real ones drooped their ears, a little sullen.

The "mother" was already angry, and the little ghosts didn't dare to neglect, they scrambled to get out of the ghost gate, and surrounded the two of them in a chaotic manner.

The ghost mother looked up to the sky and screamed, her hair stood on end, her eyes squinted and threatened:

"Mr. Kaiming—surnamed Shang, I just want to ask you, are you going or not?"

Shang Yuan's answer was to crush the tail of the boa constrictor that jumped up to bite people.

This boa constrictor guarded the ghost gate for the ghost mother. The scales on its body were extremely hard. It suffered a moment of pain and cut off its tail to survive, and its body convulsed and fell to the ground.

Different from the hell king described in the Taoist fairy tales, the little ghosts in the ghost mansion suppressed by the ghost mother are all conceived by her in her spare time. They are regarded as part of her divine power, not the soul that can be reincarnated. They are both noble and fragile. A large area was accidentally crushed to death by a python.

The ghost mother was furious, and shouted softly:

"Little bastard, you're going to die! I've raised you for nothing! It's time to lose my face! Get away!"

The boa constrictor crawled into the gate of hell without saying a word, and hugged its colleague Jiaolong weakly to keep warm.

Shang Yuan: "..."

Fei Mingqiu: "..."

He has long been accustomed to the unreliable behavior of the gods from all walks of life. Seeing this, he stabbed the two imps with a dagger, and stood back to back with Shang Yuan.

Only the ring finger and the little finger remained on Shang Yuan's right hand, and he frequently looked down at his left hand and toes, "How about killing her?"

Fei Mingqiu chuckled, "You also want to kill gods? You can go out with the Taishi pen... Ordinary adventure novels are written like this."

He thought that since Di Jun used the Taishi pen to write legendary novels, he probably couldn't avoid the way ordinary authors conceived.

The ransacked villages and the city of Guangzhou, surrounded by mountains of corpses and flames, seem bizarre, but in fact they use themes such as "human face and animal heart".

Yes, that's how he looked down on Di Jun——

The majestic creator god and the strength of the gods are not as sensible as the players, and the godhead is almost lost.

Speaking of which, it's been half a year since the spaceship was overloaded and crash-landed on Earth, and he doesn't seem to have seen any particularly reliable gods...

Shang Yuan's right ring finger lightly touched Fei Mingqiu's waist, "Be careful. I'll meet her."

Fei Mingqiu: "No, Shang Yuan! Your hand—"

His reaction was nothing compared to the serious weapon. When he turned his head, Shang Yuan had already stepped on the ghost mother's front legs and jumped up to the second floor of the Drum Tower.

The blue ghosts regrouped, hugged Fei Mingqiu's hands, feet and back softly, and pulled him into the gate of hell with concerted efforts.

He was afraid of losing the dagger, and he didn't want to get entangled with the ghosts, so in desperation he could only pull out his cane and beat the heads of the little ghosts gathered by his legs.

There is no longer Fuxi's divine help, and the slender cane can't do anything to hold the ghost, and it is almost snatched by the imp.

Fei Mingqiu was unable to pull back, and looked up again, but saw Shang Yuan lure Heihu to show his flaws and made a capture gesture to the ghost mother.

The light beam, which was enough to instantly melt the spaceship, pierced the ghost mother's neck, and the nine tiger heads fell down in unison.

Shang Yuan stepped on her head in the middle, and moved his left hand stiffly with a black face.

Fei Mingqiu snatched back the rattan stick, looked at the lively kid making faces at him, his heart skipped a beat, and he shouted: "Be careful——!"

The ghost mother wearing a tiger mask grew out of the blood of the fallen black tiger, smiled at Fei Mingqiu, and pulled out Shang Yuan's heart with one hand.

A relaxed and happy expression flashed across her face, and she said with a smile: "Have you forgotten? This is the small world of Dijun's Taishibi, not a ghost house. No matter who you or I are, we must abide by the rules of the story. How can this place The real body that accommodates me is just a fake tiger skin."

Fei Mingqiu: "Didn't you say that you want to send him back? Why, why..."

[Wait until Kai Mingjun's mortal body dies. ]

He thought he was speaking calmly, but he didn't hear any sound, so the ghost mother tilted her head playfully and asked him to speak up.

Holding the mechanical heart with five fingers, the ghost mother said to herself, "It's quite new. Ordinary people can actually make such an amazing treasure."

[Wait until Kai Mingjun's mortal body dies. ]

Fei Mingqiu was sweating profusely, his eyes turned black, half of his body went numb in a daze, and suddenly he frowned in pain and let out a low moan.

The rattan stick grew golden-green tendrils at some point and pushed the dagger to cut through his palm. Blood flowed from his left hand, and bones could be seen faintly.

The ghost mother concealed her worries, and nodded with interest, "You still said that you are not Kunlun, this cane can only be made by you mountain gods."

As soon as she finished speaking, she caught a glimpse of a silver-red shadow, and was about to open her lips to ridicule, when Shang Yuan pinched her mouth and the bridge of her nose and crushed her head.

All the little ghosts who pestered Fei Mingqiu disappeared in an instant.

The howling of human skins and livestock running towards the Drum Tower stopped abruptly.

The ghost gate was tightly closed, and immediately a pair of mutilated bare hands pushed the door open. The bloody ghost mother leaned out her upper body and cursed:

"What are you doing?! How are you still alive?"

Shang Yuan didn't answer her, but knelt down on one knee and paused, then casually took out a roll of Taishi pen from the broken head with a pale face.

The ghost mother jumped anxiously, but her mind was damaged for a while and she couldn't hold the second mortal body, so she said through gritted teeth, "Wait—wait!"

She didn't have time to close the door to dodge, and watched as the golden cane pierced her hand as an ornament on the ghost gate.

That hand also lacked a little finger, but it was actually a part of her real body, a dull pain that could not be relieved.

Why is the goddess who opened up the world so embarrassed twice.

The light golden light reflected in the eyes of the ghost mother, she raised her face to look at the young man in a panic, "Kunlun, don't mess around!"

Fei Mingqiu rubbed his forehead to digest the sudden extra fragments of memory, and said lightly: "I remember this is your hand. You wanted to be strong since you were young, and about the matter of descending to the gods, the Queen Mother of the West wrote a storybook and spread it all over Tianmen. You ran to Kunlun to find it. I, I beat Queen Mother Xi for you."

The ghost mother looked at the young man's black and white eyes in horror, and said firmly: "I didn't harm you. I just lied to you, bah, what kind of family is right! You know, I hate Kaiming Jun the most. He is a junior. I'm shutting you up...brother."

She was extremely emotionally unstable, shrugged and sobbed, and finally shouted three times almost choked up: "Brother."

Fei Mingqiu casually nodded, as if admitting his identity, and asked: "You actually want to kill him to keep me safe, right?"

Wiping her tears, the ghost mother muttered, "I thought the same way the last two times. I helped my relatives but I didn't, but you always lived with him."

Fei Mingqiu patted her face with a half-smile, "Good boy. Give me the Taishi pen."

Ghost mother: "What Taishi pen? He, he stole it away. Brother, you don't pay attention to him, brother Wuwu, go to the ghost mansion with me, I will treat you well."

"Tsk, is there another volume?"

The ghost mother hesitated, seeing that Fei Mingqiu was about to cut off her hand, she immediately honestly spit out another volume of Taishi pen, and pointed to the hand on the door.

With a cold face, Fei Mingqiu put away his cane and turned to leave. On the way, he tripped over a raised green brick and didn't want to slow down. He stumbled and ran towards Shangyuan.

Fortunately, he remembered the cynical voice in his mind that day of "Smart Score", and imitated it a little on the basis of guessing his character.

It seems that the imitation was good, and the ghost mother was fooled—could that voice really be the mountain god of Kunlun speaking?

There is a god who is at least hundreds of thousands of years old living in his body?

Fei Mingqiu picked up Shang Yuan's heart.

He stroked the gradually cooling metal dagger uneasily, looked at Shang Yuan repeatedly, and felt that speaking was the most difficult challenge in the world.

He failed to kill Shang Yuan, he was wishful thinking, and Shang Yuan will die because of him.

The ghost mother had already reacted, and hid behind the ghost gate, she cursed sadly and bitterly: "You didn't remember anything! You couple of dogs!"