Chapter 255 Gradually Outrageous -
“If I guess correctly, these puppets should come from that strange species.”
“He was not completely dead before becoming a necromancer, nor That is to say, Wujiu didn’t really kill him. After we left, someone else appeared and used some means to make him watch as he lost his soul and eventually became a unconscious murder weapon.”
Mo. Ting Feng concluded calmly.
“That Necromancer? How is it possible? He is obviously not Luan Po. Where did he get the puppet energy?”
Ding Heran had an expression on his face that said, "I don't read enough, so don't make fun of me."
“Use your brain and think about it.”
Mo Tingfeng did not answer directly. He looked at the patio in the yard of the old house. Because of the heavy rain, several spots had formed on the eaves. There is a "small waterfall", and the falling rainwater knocks the wild grass and flowers growing on the edge of the patio topsy turvy.
With such a heavy rain, the soul-carrying boat had no roof and no protection. Song Weichen would definitely get soaked if she forced her way back, which would be too much for her body.
“Let’s go back home after the rain stops.”
As he spoke, Mo Tingfeng silently walked to the table and used magic to light the charcoal in the charcoal stove, then put the teapot on to heat it, hoping to get her a cup of warm water to drink.
"Wei Wei, come on, you've just sweated all over your back and your clothes haven't dried yet. Sit down and let them warm up a little."
Song Weichen responded softly and sat down obediently. passed.
The "Puppet Hiding Technique" took a lot of effort. She was really exhausted. At this moment, she just wanted to keep herself warm and sleep. As for where the puppet energy in the underground cave came from, she already had half a brain. I don't want to move, I just want to be lazy and listen to the results.
But looking at Ding Heran’s expression, he might have forgotten to bring his brain with him when he went out.
"Sir, I really can't figure out why. I have been the commander of Tianluo for 800 years, and I have never heard of or seen an evil creature with puppet energy besides Luan Po. This is completely unreasonable."
...
His words quietly stung Song Weichen, especially those two words - evil things.
No wonder Mo Tingfeng asked her to hide her evil spirit. It turns out that to a certain extent, she is already an evil thing... If it is leaked once, who knows what happened to Si Chen Mansion in the past? How will these closest siblings view her? Will they treat her as an enemy?
Song Weichen was feeling depressed and had not spoken. Ye Wujiu, who was pacing back and forth in the hall in silence, seemed to have an answer. He suddenly stood still and looked at Ding Heran.
"Heran, have you noticed the shape of the puppet energy in the cave?"
"The shape of the puppet energy?"
Ding Heran didn't understand why he asked this question .
"Like a broken spider web, what's wrong?"
……
"Don't you understand yet?"
"The soul is in charge of action. Judging from the necromancer's agile mobility, at least one or two souls in him are deliberately retained and sealed in the body."
"Although 'Thunderstorm' had no obsession when he died, his last moments must have been full of fear, despair and unwillingness. This emotion is very close to Luanpo's obsession, and is preserved with the remaining soul. Down - like a spoiled seed remaining in his body, it continues to rot, spread, and overflow over time, and eventually turns into puppet energy. They appear in clumps and strands, and the remaining energy is like mist, never like a broken net. This is why the energy is flowing out of his body uncontrollably. "< br>
“So that’s it!”
Ding Heran suddenly realized and secretly clicked his tongue. Ye Wujiu could deduce so much information just from the shape of the puppet energy.
He was a little jealous...
Mo Tingfeng was very satisfied with Ye Wujiu's deduction. When the water boiled, he took the teapot off the charcoal stove, poured tea into the cup and handed it to Song Weichen, while nodding in approval.
"Wu Jiu is right, so although Ma Zhenchun has puppet energy, he is not Luan Po. The usual methods of dispelling Luan Po are ineffective against him and cannot kill him."
"Must. Only by breaking the curse of Qi Xingzhong can the two remaining souls in his body be released and his soul truly be at peace.”
Ding Heran took two steps closer to Mo Tingfeng, cupped his fists and saluted.
"Sir, please forgive me for my stupidity. I understand the reason after some advice from you and Wujiu. I request you to lead a team to track down the Necromancer. Since there is uncontrollable puppet energy leaking out of him, we can do this. We will use tracing methods to initially control him to prevent similar incidents from happening again in Wuyin Village."
Mo Tingfeng nodded and looked thoughtfully at the gradually decreasing rain in the courtyard courtyard.
"Heran, be careful."
"The rain will dissolve his puppet energy. The rainy season is about to begin, and it will be easier for him to hide and disappear."
"Remember, don't act on impulse. When you find a trace, report it as soon as possible. Don't try your best to arrest!"
"Yes!"
Ye Wujiu's eyes flickered, as if he had discovered something else. I wanted to say it, but finally swallowed it back.
He had a feeling that the strange creature had deliberately "faced" him. At that time, that look was more like a sign - don't worry, you will be next.
After all, he had killed him.
Ye Wujiu had a feeling that the necromancer would definitely come to him. But this was just a "feeling". Ye Wujiu, who always spoke based on evidence, did not say it out loud.
He just stared at the broken petals that had been knocked down by the rain in the courtyard, and his hand on the hilt of the sword tightened again and again.
The rain stopped.
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Back at Si Chen's Mansion, it was already dark.
Because the three carbonized corpses were brought back from Kirigakure Village, there are still many things that need to be arranged - in case the corpses of the three B-level warlocks brought back are not really dead, in the middle of the night Who can stand it if "Thunder Fire Storm" follows the same pattern of deceiving a corpse?
Mo Tingfeng summoned a group of grudge breakers to go to the meeting hall again. Song Weichen was really tired and took a leave of absence.
She hurriedly took a bath, dismissed Guyu, and then locked the door of Wuqingju tightly.
For the first time in his life, Song Weichen did not go to sleep when he was so sleepy and confused. Instead, he returned to the soft cushion to meditate. He used the willpower to take the exams for public exams and Ph.D. exams, and calmly did it over and over again. The practice of "starting with the root Qi of Huangting's three chakras to breathe in and out, bypassing the six chakras as one cycle, and every ninety-nine cycles is one round."
The Puppet Qi obtained in the Hidden Mist Village this time was so abundant that Yu Puppet was now like a power bank full of electricity, with the whole body glowing with a "water head" luster full of Qi and blood.
Song Weichen carefully and extremely piously put the puppet control on himself. Huang Ting made the Qi echo and communicate with each other, completing the puppet Qi cycle one after another - how could she have awakened her bloodline, and the scumbag vowed to become a top student? , just wanted to hear the little guinea pig call her "big sister" again.
Mo Tingfeng didn't return home all night, and Song Weichen didn't sleep all night.
Until it was daylight, she finally felt that the Huangting was getting hotter and hotter, and something like a cloud, fire, electricity, and mist gradually sprouted inside, and then jumped out and disappeared.
“Little chic!”
Subconsciously shouting, Song Weichen opened his eyes and looked around the room, expecting to see the fluffy "Yiwu version of Pikachu", but wherever he could see, there was no trace of it.
"Alas..."
She leaned back with her hands on the ground, stretched out her legs that were already numb, and let out a long sigh.
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Wait a moment...
She leaned back, and her hand obviously touched an "amazing thing" - how should I put it, like a rubber ball...?
Song Weichen let out a cry, jumped up from the floor mat and looked behind him, as if the pause button had been pressed for three seconds.
A pair of... one red and one black... boxing gloves appeared in front of her.
The painting style is getting more and more bizarre!
Is this meow a phantom?
Could it be that... this is a guinea pig that has biodegraded, been remade, and been reincarnated?
"No...can you introduce yourself and what kind of Dengxi are you?"
Song Weichen finally managed to find his voice.
The boxing gloves floated in the air, and the fist part shook up and down towards Song Weichen, as if nodding.
Then the red glove opened its mouth, and it actually spoke... spoke... spoke...
"Master, I am your number two phantom. As you can see, I am a top-notch killing weapon and can easily KO my opponent."
Before Song Weichen could say anything, another glove "spoke" ”.
"Come on, you are a fool. Who can beat you with your little cotton strength? You also have a killing weapon, little paicai, you really dare to poke words out."
It’s hard to stretch, the black glove actually has a Northeastern accent.
“Who do you think is a bastard!”
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm so anxious. Whoever is anxious is the one to blame."
"You look like you are naked, dancing, dancing, and howling like crazy. What little ability you have is just using your mouth." ”
Red Gloves was so anxious that he also suppressed his Northeastern accent.
The second time it was difficult, Song Weichen just wanted to hold her forehead, her emotions were all "MADEINDONGBEI". Sure enough, the end of the universe is Tieling. She really believed it this time...
"What are you looking at? ?”
"What are you looking at?"
"Can you try to look at me again?"
"...I will kill you!"
Without any warning, two The gloves started "fighting" each other in front of Song Weichen. The punches were really hard to the flesh, making him gasp and gasp.
Isn’t it said that Northeastern’s “what kind of literature do you read” people just open their mouths but don’t do anything? Why is this really a fight...
You throw a left hook, I throw a right hook - a familiar BGM suddenly sounded in her mind, "Those who offend me are in danger... Use the nunchucks quickly, hum ha ha ha... who is there?" Practicing Tai Chi brings prosperity.”
……
Song Weichen couldn’t laugh or cry. Are you sure this pair of gloves is not meant to defeat her?
Who did this cowardly, arrogant, and arrogant problem follow...
No, can she still have a normal and capable eidolon? !