Chapter 16 It Becomes Your Believer
Sew up all the damage on the rag doll, except for the big sunken hole in its abdomen.
Mi August asked softly: "What do you want to put in it?"
The rag doll shook his head shyly.
Mi August said patiently: "Cloth? Cotton? Straw or petals?"
"The petals are not bad. They can be made into dried flower plugs and can be used to spread fragrance inside. It's a pity that there is no such thing in the house." Mi August said, remembering something, he turned around and took out a ball of hair from the drawer, and asked the doll: "I will use this for now." How is it? "
The rag doll has long been intoxicated by this gentle tone and divine power, and has no resistance to Mi August's request.
It remained silent, and Mi August took it as a yes. He stuffed the test object cut off from the magic weapon [Long Hair] into the belly of the rag doll, and then used his superb skills to sew up the wounds. Technique to sew up the rag doll's abdomen.
Everything was done, Mi August put down his needle and thread and looked at the doll in his hand.
He has a round face with round sideburns, crescent-moon eyes, and red cheeks. He is wearing a bright red short dress and his limbs are hanging limply.
At first glance, it looks so festive and cute, then at second glance, it makes me laugh weirdly, and at third glance, I feel horrified.
The brand new look no longer looked like the tatters it had before, and the stitches were invisible to the naked eye.
Mi August stuffed it into the book of good and evil, and the doll showed no resistance.
[Weapon: Grudge]
[One Star (Mutation)]
[Curse the other with one's own wounds]
......
The Book of Good and Evil has cooperated with Mi August in many experiments and seems to have understood her style.
Below the original brief introduction of [The Grudge], there are two more lines that match Mi August’s experimental dictation technique.
[This is a crafty weapon that can injure the enemy a thousand times and damage itself eight hundred times. Perhaps because of this, its power of curse far exceeds that of the same level of magic weapon. Once the spell is cast with all its strength, no one can defeat the spiritual master. People can resist]
[The Grudge originally had no other attack power except self-injury and casting spells, but this Grudge luck was reshaped by the hand of God, and a strange mutation occurred. It is digesting the new strange power in the body]
[The Grudge is never treated gently]
[It becomes your believer]
The Grudge doll in the background of the book page has curved eyes and round cheeks, It was as if he smiled shyly at her through the pages of the book.
Mi August has a magical skill in his mind.
[Grudge Guard]: Curse the person who hurts you, and the person who hurts you will pay back double the amount.
It is indeed a divine skill. Not only is it practical and powerful, but as the Yin God, she can use this skill without damaging [Grudge].
If she were to use [Grudge] when she was not wearing Yeyou Guiji, she would have to use [Grudge] with its normal effect.
"This makes it difficult for me." Mi August stroked the small round temples of [Grudge] on the page of the book, "How can I be willing to return you to my employer."
Speaking of Employer, Suo Wuchang is quietly approaching the wall of the old house.
He stood outside the wall for a long time, his eyes behind his white face looking around in confusion.
"The evil spirit is thin but not leaking, dark but not fierce. It is not like a strange thing that blocks the eyes. Could it be that it is really a spiritual thing?"
Thinking of this, Suo Wuchang's eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of it. greedy.
The magic weapon is poisonous, the strange stories are difficult to teach, and the fairies are all in their own way, hiding and hiding. Spiritual objects are treasures that are created by gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Each one is extraordinary and the number is very small. Once encountered, all parties will compete for it.
Suo Wuchang never thought that he could see spiritual beings in this mortal world of Canglan Continent.
The thought of killing someone and seizing the treasure only flashed through his mind for a moment before he calmly suppressed it.
There is another reason why spiritual objects are rare, that is, spiritual objects have spirits and will choose their owner to be born. Taking it by force is very likely to cause the spiritual object to self-destruct, and the person who takes it by force must also be given a chance. An unforgettable lesson.
He shot out a copper lock in his hand, jumped onto the high wall, saw a lighted house in the distance and groped towards it.
Inside the house.
Mi Feixue stared at her fingers closely, and then flexibly performed a set of finger tricks with her fingers, exactly the same as Jiang Shou did in the afternoon.
She stared closely at her fingertips, but after all she still didn't see You Huo, whom Mi August praised for being so awesome.
Anger appeared on Mi Feixue's face, his brows raised, and he was about to try for the 108th time not to be outdone.
A cute and well-behaved child's face appeared on the bookshelf, "Little Master Feixue, it's almost time for Madam to coax you to sleep."
Hearing this, Mi Feixue immediately stopped. An exercise that always ends in failure.
She felt depressed, even though she was doing the same thing, why couldn't she get enough praise from August.
This depression turned into the urge to write a diary, and Mi Feixue took out the booklet named "Feixue Day".
The previous page records the first time I met Yu Hu and the others.
Mi Feixue turned over and picked up the brush to write down all the resentment, grievance and depression in his heart on the paper.
[The wind blows, the fire flies]
[The wind makes the fire dance]
[Fire chases, the wind revives]
[Fire ignites the furnace for the wind]
[The fire burns, the fire burns]
[The foreign bad guys burn to ashes]< br>
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Suo Wuchang's black clothes are the best disguise in the dark night, and his white face moves through the night like a phantom.
The journey was uneventful as we approached the illuminated house, only a corridor away.
A wisp of night wind came and brushed against the exposed skin, burning it slightly.
This burning sensation is nothing compared to the air in Lingzhou.
Suo Wuchang had this thought in his mind and prepared to approach the house.
wrong! This is Canglan Continent, and there is no spiritual poison in the air. How can the night wind be as burning as Dian Lingzhou?
The foot that stepped forward paused in mid-air, and then suddenly turned back.
A sudden scene in front of him proved that he was right to retreat.
A red, nearly black flame ignited out of thin air on the ground he was about to step on.
The terrifying aura emanating from this flame shocked Suo Wuchang.
Run!
Having rich life and death experience, Suo Wuchang chose to retreat without hesitation.
The oppressive feeling brought to him by this strange fire alone made him unable to resist, and he did not dare to think about the terrifying existence that controlled this strange fire.
He turned around to retreat, but was swept by a strong wind and blocked his retreat.
The howling wind spread an invisible huge net, and he was the insect trapped in it. The copper lock flew out and hit the wind net with a 'bang bang' sound.
At this time, Suo Wuchang felt the burning sensation again, far exceeding the burning sensation he felt for the first time.
He looked in horror, seeing the fire spreading on the ground all around, and the flames wrapped in the wind net and swept toward him.
“Guard!”
The copper chains circled around him to protect him inside, resisting the wind and fire outside.
In just three seconds, the copper lock cracked.
"Poof!" Suo Wuchang spit out a mouthful of blood.
Scattered flames drifted in from the gaps in the chains and fell on him.
My clothes were intact, but my skin felt the pain of being fried.
If you don’t use spiritual power to resist it, the burning pain will spread, and the skin will be burned into charcoal ash wherever it passes.
The spiritual power is quickly depleted, and [Impermanence] will not last long before it is destroyed.
He will not escape death by then.
Suo Wuchang screamed in despair, "I didn't mean to offend!"
......
Mi Feixue put down the pen, tidied the desk, and read the diary again. .
His eyes paused at the last line.
If you see it in August, will you think the baby is good or bad?
As soon as this thought emerged, Mi Feixue was no longer calm, afraid that pessimistic thoughts would keep popping up.
Such a gentle August will definitely hate bad people.
The child quickly picked up the brush and dipped it in ink to erase [Burn to Ashes]. Thinking of Jiang Shou's proud face during the day, he pursed his lips and wrote [Running in Shame].
Looking again at the diary modified by graffiti, Mi Feixue nodded with satisfaction.
One day she will definitely make a bigger splash than others!
……
The wind nets the fire and the sudden wind extinguishes the fire.
The dying Suo Wuchang saw the way out in disbelief. The hope he had gave him cheered up, and he ran and crawled out of the courtyard.
Not a moment.
Mi August's figure passed by the corridor.
Approaching Mi Feixue's house, she saw sparks in the courtyard outside from the corner of her eye. When she looked carefully, she saw that it was a half-burnt lantern cover that had fallen to the ground.
Mi August walked over and stamped out the fire.
The sound of the door opening came from behind.
Mi Feixue ran out and looked at her with a puzzled face and then at the burned lantern cover on the ground.
"Maybe it was blown down by the wind and burned accidentally. I will make a new one for you next time." Mi August guessed, and chuckled: "Do you like rabbits? White and white, two The kind with ears that stand up."
As he spoke, he gestured to the top of his head with his hand in a childlike manner and hooked two fingers.
Mi Feixue narrowed her eyes, nodded with joy.
"I'll do it for you next time. Go in first, it's cold outside." Mi August took her hand and went back into the house.
Suo Wuchang (lighting a cigarette in melancholy): Life is impermanent, and the pot falls from the sky.
(End of this chapter)