Chapter 172: Became like me?
Same.
Anyway, the white snake demon Bai Yiyi couldn't cause much harm. After Yaya asked the questions, she took the little bear down the mountain and gave the little bear to Zhan Beichen.
Zhan Beichen got the little bear and looked at Yaya carefully: "Master, can I sleep in the same room with you at night?"
"What's wrong?" Yaya asked .
Zhan Beichen hesitated for a moment. He originally wanted to say it was nothing, but thought that a good boy should be honest, so he said, "Master, do you like senior brother very much?"
The senior brother Zhan Beichen mentioned was Zhao Qian.
Yaya thought for a while and answered Zhan Beichen very honestly: "Master likes his apprentice, a little, not much."
She showed a distance of about 3mm , indicating the degree of liking.
After all, she and Zhao Qian didn't get along very well, and she only accepted him as a disciple because she felt sorry for the old Taoist priest Tuogu.
Zhan Beichen saw it and hesitated for a while before asking: "What about master's liking for me? Does master like him more because he is an adult and smarter than me..."
Zhan Beichen After Chen finished speaking, Yaya suddenly knew the reason for Zhan Beichen's behavior.
When Master took care of Dudu and Big Fat before and always held the two little panda cubs and said they were super cute, she also wondered if Master only liked Dudu and Big Fat and not her.
Later she asked the master, and the master said that if you want to seek a single love from someone, it is impossible.
There are too many things that a person likes in his life, and there are too many people he likes.
It's better to love yourself first, and then naturally there will be people who like each other. This kind of like is not just friends, but also other types of like.
Anyway, Master nagged a lot, and finally emphasized: "Loving yourself is the most important thing."
Yaya didn't understand it very well, but Yaya could repeat what Master said.
She told Zhan Beichen exactly what Master told her, and then said: "Yaya will treat you two like Master, and will not leave you alone. "
After hearing Yaya's assurance, a reassuring smile broke out on Zhan Beichen's face.
Zhan Beichen was afraid of his grandfather's partiality, and he was afraid of becoming the unnoticed child in the small house again.
When Zhao Qian said that he was his senior brother and a disciple of Yaya like him, he fell into a brief fear.
Because grandpa only likes his uncle and doesn't like him.
Asking Yaya, it’s not because Zhan Beichen wants this favoritism, he just wants to be treated fairly.
"Master, I can go back to my room and sleep~" Zhan Beichen hugged the little bear with bright eyes, "Thank you, Master."
There was respect and admiration for Yaya in his eyes.
Ya Ya waved her hand and said good night to her little apprentice.
Just after saying good night, Zhan Beichen suddenly said: "Master, in the past two days when you were away, black ghosts were always running around in the Taoist temple. I, I can only open my yin and yang eyes occasionally. I don’t know where he went.”
Yes!
Ya Ya just remembered that there was a nigger there.
After she beat the ghost king, Uncle Cui Yu gave her a bead and asked her to give it to the nigger.
Yaya closed her eyes and looked for the location of the nigger. She determined that the nigger was standing on the stone of "Old Taoist Worshiping the Moon" and hurried over.
The moon has risen at this time, and the moonlight falls on the nigger, making the faceless nigger look shiny.
“What did I say about the nigger? It turns out it’s really a black ghost.” Ying Wugou stood next to Ya Ya, staring at the nigger curiously, “Where did you get such a thing? "
While taking the bead, Yaya replied to Ying Wugou: "It was fished out of the Wangchuan River."
Ying Wugou froze, suspecting that he was hallucinating, and frowned and asked: "Wangchuan River? Is there a river in the mortal world called Wangchuan River?"
Yaya shook his head: "No, it's from the underworld. Wangchuan River, the one in the underworld.”
Ying Wujia looked Yaya up and down.
In his eyes, Yaya does have a lot of golden merit and virtue, and she does have some cultivation skills. Being a little heavenly master and having a Taoist temple, all of this is understandable.
Although it is outrageous in the eyes of some people that a child can do this, but as long as you live a long life and know more, you will naturally not make a fuss.
But such a child, who can be called a genius at best, actually said that she could fish out souls from the Wangchuan River!
Even if you fish it out, the soul has been brought back!
“Did you faint at that time?” Ying Wugou asked again. Yaya didn’t answer Ying Wujia’s question this time.
She turned to look at Ying Wugu, her fleshy little face under the moonlight a little confused: "Do you know how a ghost without a mouth eats?"
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A nigger has no face, and without a face he has no features.
How can you eat this bead without any facial features?
Ya Ya’s dull expression amused Ying Wugou. He temporarily put aside his doubts, poked Ya Ya’s fleshy face, and then said: “Who told you that you must eat Yin Qi beads? Go down?"
"Uncle Cui Yu said, let me give this bead to the nigger, saying that if he eats it, maybe he will become a little different."
Ying Wugou picked up the beads and said, "If you put it in your mouth, you are eating it. If you open it and put it on him, you are eating it."
After saying that, the slender hand with clear joints crushed the beads directly and directed all the yin energy to fall on the black ghost.
The black energy is absorbed into the body of the nigger.
Ya Ya suddenly realized: "Oh, so this is also possible. So when Ya Ya was practicing, he also ate spiritual energy?" What changes can happen to ghosts?
He could see that the Yin Qi given by Yaya came from evil ghosts at the level of ghost kings. This kind of Yin Qi falls into any ghost's body and can level them up.
But the nigger's body is still the same.
Ya Ya looked around with his celestial eye, and saw that the nigger was a solid person, and there really was no change at all.
“Is it too little?” Ying Wugou divided some of the source of his strength.
The nigger still ate it, and this time there was finally a change.
He has a face, a face that wears sunglasses like Ying Wugou, only revealing the delicate lower half of his face.
Yaya's mouth suddenly turned into an "O" shape.
Ying Wugou smiled: "It's interesting, have you turned into me?"
The nigga opened his mouth and said the same words as Ying Wugou: "It's interesting, "Have you become like me?"
And he made the same expression as Ying Wugou.
Ya Ya scratched his little head: "He seems to have become another brother Wu Gu?"
Ying Wujia frowned.
He doesn’t want to be imitated, even if the other person is a ghost.
“Do you mind if I do other experiments?” Ying Wugou asked.
“What do you want to do?” Yaya opened her eyes wide.
Ying Wujia sneered: "I want him to know that not just anyone can imitate him casually."
After saying that, he hit the nigger with a palm.
It took three levels of strength to defeat Wugou in this blow. The clouds on the moon in the distance were dispersed by his power, but the black ghost was not hurt at all. Instead, he punched Wugou in return. .
"Hiss..." Ying Wugou let out a cry of pain.
He was bounced back by his own strength.
Ya Ya asked with concern: "Are you okay?"
Ying Wugou shook his head: "It's okay."
After confirming that Ying Wugou was fine, Yaya curiously asked the black ghost to suck her spiritual power.
Then she saw the nigger's face change into hers.
“Ah!” Yaya’s eyes widened, “Quickly, brother Wu Guo give him a little more of your power.”
Otherwise, it would be too weird for the adult to have her face on his body. La!
(End of this chapter)