One Thousand Two Hundred and Thirteen: Dabai is actually not a cat

One Thousand Two Hundred and Thirteen: Dabai is actually not a cat

Hoo, ho, ho... The lotus candle in front of the Buddha statue suddenly ignited spontaneously, and the jumping flames swayed in the darkness, glowing with a penetrating green light.

The flames swayed, making the Buddha statue even more weird. The kind and compassionate smile actually revealed a bit of ferocity and evil.

"Meow" Dabai came out of nowhere and kept purring at the Buddha statue. Its back was faintly arched, as if it was warning something.

boom!

Yan Wan didn't take the incident in the main hall to heart at all. He turned around and walked to the bed. He stepped on the bed board and broke the bed board with his foot, causing the jar below to crack and shatter.

Brownish-yellow liquid flows out, emitting an unpleasant smell.

One, two...

Yan Huan raised his feet repeatedly. When all the jars were kicked to pieces, he squatted down and took a look with interest.

After a while, he shook his head and said, "Unexpectedly, he is still a rich man."

That's right, what's brewing in the jar is not wine...it's not right either.

It seems to be wine or medicinal wine. But the material is the flesh and blood of some animals. There are also wolfberry, jujube, ginger...

"Stop pretending, are you tired?"

Yan Wan walked out of the room in a leisurely manner, tore off the curtains and threw them on the ground, wiping the blood on the soles of his shoes.

"Meow?" Dabai jumped on the table and looked at him from outside.

"You're not the cat, you should be the guy who died."

Yan Wan lit a cigarette to drive away the smell, glanced at the statue, and said calmly: "You pretended to be so good, and then you lured me here, what are you going to do?"

With his mind wide open, he immediately thought of N possibilities. For example, there are often things like seizing one's body, seizing one's body, and seizing one's body in novels about cultivating immortals.

"hehe, not bad."

Dabai's body collapsed weakly, and then a translucent, human-shaped ghost floated out. "Sir, my name is Liu Ming. I don't mean any harm. I just want you to help me."

"Help?" Yan Wan said in surprise.

He really believed this. Because this ghost named Liu Ming, in his current state, could kill him with just one slap, so he didn't have the capital to "seize his body" at all.

He silently opened the system and taskbar.

Mission: Helping Hand

Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. He will give you what you need in return.

Completion reward: Clues about "The Source of Escape".

Failure penalty: None

Could it be that this task should be a clue to the next promotion task?

That's not right. His previous mission of stopping the Ghost King from refining elixirs has not yet been completed. Maybe we can bypass the task of refining alchemy, find the ghost king's lair directly, and hack him to death?

Yan Wang's thoughts changed quickly, and he accepted this task with a skeptical attitude.

Liu Ming floated in the air helplessly, glanced at his lower body that turned into a sinister spirit, and said, "I will pay you. I also know a little bit about the ghost king."

"Okay. How do you want me to help you?"

Yan Wang agreed without saying a word: "Let me kill someone, and then let you take his body and revive him?"

"..." Liu Ming was stunned. What are you talking about? Why can't I understand a word?

"Eh? Isn't it?" Yan Wan realized that he seemed to have thought wrong.

Liu Ming said: "People cannot be resurrected after death. Humans and ghosts have different paths after all. The seizures you mentioned...are impossible."

Yan Wan blinked and asked curiously: "Then you want to cultivate into a ghost?"

"I don't want to die, so I have no choice but to do this." Liu Ming answered him helplessly, with a sour expression on his translucent face.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" Yan Wan asked him.

Liu Ming smiled bitterly: "To tell you the truth, I am afraid, afraid of your sword...

I made a life contract with the civet cat and barely managed to keep my consciousness. This prevented my soul from being dispersed by the evil spirit on the sword as soon as I made contact.

Later, you recovered the body of the civet, and I was able to escape inside and slowly recover. It wasn't until he absorbed the Yin evil from the Yin evil bead last time that he completely stopped the tendency of his soul to disintegrate. "

Fate contract, this thing Yan Wang had heard Zhao Yinghe talk about, was a kind of magic that made a contract with a special creature. It complemented each other, especially in this age of lawlessness, the advantages outweighed the disadvantages.

Yan Wang asked: "Then why did you wait until now to bring me here?"

Liu Ming stepped back slightly with fear, and replied hesitantly: "Because... during this period of time, you fed it with Yin evil beads and made it recover a little. Although I have recovered somewhat, I still dare not come out.

Until a few days ago, your battle with the Ghost King caused the Chi Xiao to suffer heavy damage. The power is restrained, and the evil spirit is temporarily weakened a lot, so that I can ensure that my soul will not be shaken away when I come out. "

Yan Wan narrowed his eyes. He remembered that when Chi Xiao was useless, he always put it into the commodity warehouse provided by the system. "I didn't take Chi Xiao with me at home, why didn't you take the lead?"

"Uh?" Liu Ming was stunned and said in surprise: "Have you always carried that sword with you?"

"..."

Yan Huan's heart skipped a beat, and the thoughtful look in his eyes flashed away.

It turns out that the commodity warehouse is not the space bag he thought it was, but more like a system that adds an additional layer of blindness to items.

To him, the thing was indeed in the warehouse, but to outsiders, he might have always kept his sword close to his body, taking it with him when he ate or slept.

Inferring from this, I am afraid that when he and Ye Ling and other actors talk about things like "mission, system", these languages ​​​​will be automatically blocked, and what others see is that they are talking about other things.

Yan Wang coughed a few times and changed the subject: "Ahem, tell me. How can I help you? What is your method?"

Liu Ming quickly floated in front of him: "There is a hole behind this Buddha statue. If you put the token in, you can open a secret door below.

There is an altar I have set up below, just place the Yin Evil Pearl on it. I need to absorb some Yin evil spirits to condense my soul and refine the body of the civet cat into a soul object, otherwise my soul will be scattered. "

After Yan Wan listened, he said thoughtfully: "That ghost king did the same thing, right? But his soul is the human bone."

Liu Ming nodded: "Yes, if you want to live as a ghost for a long time, you must have a soul. Otherwise, no matter how powerful the ghost is, it will gradually weaken and eventually lose its soul."

With that said, he got into the cat's body again.

"I see."

Yan Huan muttered, took out the green and black thing that was as hard as an iron block, went behind the Buddha statue, pulled open the layer of clothes on it, and found that there was indeed a dent.

Click...

With a rumbling sound.

A crack opened in the cement platform under the Buddha statue, revealing a slope less than one meter wide.

The black cat jumped in first. As its paw tapped somewhere on the wall, a light suddenly lit up below.

"Can't you ghosts be able to walk through walls? If you walk in, wouldn't you..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly paused.

PS: Thank you, come on 113, Black Leech Crow, this ruthless world, the lonely rain is cool, the water is cold and broken, the stone road in the palm of your hand, the rewards from these friends... are huge.

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The rest will be updated, the author will wait and see first. Because there seems to be a problem with the recommendation position, it only shows recommendations on the 10th and 11th of the day. . It’s a bit creepy, so I’ll wait and see for a day. If it’s still on the recommended list tomorrow, I’ll start updating.

This book is almost written with love. Please understand that the author is still working part-time

PPPS: The word ‘escape’ in the article is actually not a typo, it was written that way on purpose. Look at the title of the play, ‘Escape from the World’.