Chapter 610 Demon Cult Leader 3
From memory retrieval, I know that girls in this area admire silver jewelry, and the more they wear, the better. Many girls' silver jewelry is passed down from generation to generation, and they are refinished when they have money. I will wear them all at every singing party and New Year celebration.
The silver jewelry showed the strength of their family and her dowry. Her dowry, in addition to handmade clothes, is these silver jewelry.
I know that the owner of the body is quite rich, after all, he is the leader of a sect, but this is too exaggerated.
Xining thought for a while and said: "In this case, we can't fight. We in the martial arts world often need to compete and learn from each other."
The puppet blinked its eyes, and one eye full of birthmarks blinked suddenly, which seemed very abrupt. She was puzzled: "Master, why do you need to beat me? You can use poison?"
Oh, forgot! What the Tianpuppet Sect is best at is using poison.
But you can't wear it like this. The owner of the body can bear it, but she can't.
So we discussed: "I feel a little tired today, can I wear less?" Dozens of kilograms of silver jewelry, unless it is a cow, would weigh it down.
The puppet widened her "yin and yang eyes" and shouted. The originally oriole-like voice became a bit harsh when she shouted: "What, the leader, are you sick? No, the leader is sick!"
Xining plugged his ears with both hands, wishing he could block the puppet's big mouth.
It suddenly became lively outside, and someone shouted: "Huh? Did I hear it right? The leader is sick!"
"I heard it too!"
"It's not good, the leader is sick, hurry up and ask for the pharmacist uncle!"
After a while, the door was kicked open and a group of people rushed in.
Who are they? They all look crooked and crooked. But each of them looked at her with very concerned eyes, and their sincerity was enough to move people.
What kind of sect is this? No one can see it? She seemed to be a member of the beauty club, but she was put into this task... Xining saw it, covered her forehead, and sighed.
The crutch hit the ground heavily, making a dull "dong-dong" sound...Uncle Medicine Master is here! Uncle Medicine Master, Puppet Medicine, the believers here all have the surname Puppet.
Puppet Yao is an old man whose age, gender, and face are almost invisible... He is severely hunched, with a stooped body, and is extremely fat. He is 1.5 meters tall and weighs at least 200 kilograms. He holds a hand He was wearing a crutch, a crutch made of old rock cypress, twisted and twisted, with a lot of things hanging on the top. There are gourds, bones, feathers, etc., which are not all the same thing anyway. As long as they can be hung, as long as they look cool and weird, they are all hung on it.
As soon as he opened his mouth, his hoarse voice was like sandpaper: "What's wrong with the leader?"
Uncomfortable, my whole body feels uncomfortable, especially my eyes. The honor of each of you is almost blinding.
Of course you can't say that, they are all her disciples, subordinates, and this elder. You can't say such hurtful words and break their hearts.
Xining could only wave his hand: "I just said I was a little tired and not sick."
Puyao walked over slowly, leaning on a cane. The way he walked was more like crawling. Xi Ning felt that Uncle Medicine Master walked like a turtle. No, it's a tortoise, a big, old tortoise.
"The leader reaches out his hand and I take my pulse."
Xining stretched out his hand, felt the pulse, and said in a hoarse voice: "You are indeed not sick."
As soon as these words came out, the believers who looked like cow ghosts and snake gods around them all breathed a sigh of relief, and their faces changed from worry to smiles. They laughed, hugged each other, and cheered, and the surroundings changed from quiet to lively.
The leader is not sick, that’s great!
Xi Ning never thought that if she was not sick, the people around her would be as happy as during the New Year.
"Dong dong!" Puppet Yao tapped the ground twice with his cane to calm them down, and said slowly: "Although the leader is not sick, he seems a little worried, which makes him upset. I will prepare the second dose of medicine, Puppet Ying, Come and get the medicine later.”
"Yes, Uncle Medicine Master!" Puppet Ying agreed quickly. Do you really want your sister to take medicine? It's true that if you are sick, you can treat the disease, and if you are not sick, you can drink whatever you want. I hope I can get some popular medicine that won't kill me or make me better.
"Okay, let's all go out and go to work!" Puppet leaned on his cane and led everyone else in the room out.
As soon as the man left, Puppet Ying picked up the silver skirt on the table. Xining was so frightened that she immediately said, "I won't wear it!" This silver skirt alone weighed five or six kilograms.
The puppet is puzzled: "Why doesn't the leader wear it?"
Xi Ning has no reason, because if she tells the reason, Puppet Ying will definitely not understand... What, she won't wear it because she's afraid of the weight? It is natural for girls to love beauty, but they don’t love beauty anymore. That’s not good, the leader is sick! Then a group of people rushed in.
Come on, enough is enough.
Xining put his hands on his hips and said with arrogance: "I am a member of the Demon Cult. I want to be new and different. Everyone else wears it, but I don't! Only in this way can I reflect the specialness of this leader."
Puppet Ying thought for a while and nodded: "The leader is right!" She actually put down the heavy silver skirt.
Can this be confused? Xining was stunned.
By the way, she is the leader, and she is the biggest teacher in the world. She is the boss, who is she afraid of?
Someone knocked on the door, something was wrong: "Leader, the bones at the door have been taken away by rhubarb again."
bone? rhubarb?
Searching the memory, oh, there are many skeletons placed at the mountain pass of the Tianpuppet Sect to scare away people with bad intentions.
But the Tianpuppet Sect doesn't kill people often, and the skeletons in the past began to wear out due to their age.
Those that are falling apart can be strung together with wire or something, but those that are weathered cannot be strung together. So the guard at the door was replaced with other bones. For example, beef bones, pork bones, sheep bones, etc.
Dahuang is a Chinese dog. Dogs love bones. They smelled the bones and they were quite fresh, so they took them away.
Xining then said: "Just grab it back."
Guard: "I snatched it back, but it bit it into two pieces and broke it."
Uh... "Then give it the bone."
"Already given."
Hehe... "Just look for another one, what else is wrong?"
Guard: "What I bit off was the thigh bone. For a while, there were no bones that long."
...Ahem, what does she do as a leader? Why should we care about the skeleton at the door and the thigh bone that was taken away by the dog?
"Then leave it empty. Others won't care about missing a thigh bone."
Guard: "No, leader, no less, it will affect the atmosphere and effect."
...I'm really convinced, it also has the atmosphere and effect. Did this guy graduate in environment and effects?
Xining thought for a while: "Then go get a corpse and hang it up."
The guard was shocked: "Master, there are only corpses in the cemetery. You want me to dig graves? That is immoral. We can't do it."
Xi Ning's jaw dropped. They were a demon sect and could do anything. Why couldn't they dig graves?
What kind of weird demon sect did she encounter?
(End of chapter)