Chapter 642 Demon Cult Leader 36
When Pou An left the room, his legs were weak and his face was smiling. When others saw him, they thought he was crazy.
Xi Ning sighed slightly. It was not appropriate to tell Puppet An Shenzhu what he meant at this time, but the current situation was a bit complicated. If one of them collapsed, he would bring people to fight and kill him to destroy the cult.
But if you don't do this, if it goes like the previous plot, although it will prevent you from becoming a puppet, the whole army may be annihilated. If you wait until then, it may be too late, and you will have regrets.
Whatever needs to be said, say it in time and don't hide it, otherwise, you will have lifelong regrets.
In the previous plot, Pou An showed his intentions with practical actions. And when the body owner wakes up, Puppet An already knows nothing, and there is no time to let Puppet An know. This is also the pain of the body owner's life. Even if they are buried together after death and have husband and wife engraved on the tombstone, it cannot make up for this pain.
Xining stood at the window, secretly watching Puppet's dizzy appearance, and couldn't help but feel warm and smile from his heart.
As expected, Pou An stayed in the store every day and never went out again. And also...
"Great Protector, what's wrong with your face?" A group of guys looked at Pou An, who had his face covered with black cloth, in a daze.
The leader said, let him take care of himself so that he can be beautiful when he is a groom. He doesn't know when he will get married, so he wants to whiten his skin as soon as possible.
After much deliberation, I decided to cover my face from the light, as this would surely make me whiter quickly.
Of course, you can't say this. Once you say it, the leader will definitely be angry. The leader said that this matter cannot be disclosed yet...
"Yeah!" Puppet hesitated: "I have something on my face. It looks ugly. Cover it up."
"What happened?" As soon as they heard that the Great Protector was in trouble, the guys were of course eager to ask. It must not be something very serious.
Pou An could only hold on bravely: "That's acne."
The guys wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh for a while, so one of them with a little more seniority managed to smooth things over: "Okay, okay, since it's not a big deal, you don't have to hang around anymore, just do whatever you need to do."
So everyone went about their work, secretly amusing themselves. If there weren't just a few pimples, how could it be so difficult to see? There are also people with slanted eyes, crooked mouths, and noses that are almost invisible. There was also a puppet beside the leader, whose birthmark was so big that it was unforgettable, and it didn’t scare anyone.
With a cloth covering her face, she didn't dare to stand in the lobby, so she sat in the corner.
Even though Pou An tried his best to curl himself up, some of the guests still saw him when they came in.
Two of them asked worriedly: "What happened to him?"
"Oh, I have a pimple," the guy replied.
The guest suddenly screamed: "What? There's smallpox, God, help~"
"It's acne caused by eating too much greasy food." The waiter quickly defended. If word spread that there was smallpox in the store, who would dare to come? "Who is young and hasn't had acne? It's not acne, It’s acne.”
The guest felt a little relieved now, but still looked at him suspiciously: "It's not necessary to do this if you have acne, right?" Could it be that it's still smallpox?
Looking at the customer who was waiting for the goods to be wrapped, he kept staring at him, wishing he could penetrate the black cloth on his face and see clearly what was coming out. Pou An finally couldn't hold it in any longer, and stood up suddenly and pulled off the black cloth: "Look clearly, do you see clearly?"
This is clearly visible. He is quite dark, but his face does not have any smallpox-like symptoms.
The guest murmured: "But I haven't seen any pimples. Where are the pimples?"
"Isn't it here?" Puppet pointed deliberately with his hand, and after touching it, he was surprised: "Hey, the acne has gone away. It seems that this method is really good. I'll go back and look in the mirror." He ran back to the room and used Covering your face with black cloth is really not a good idea.
The guys were puzzled and amused, which song is this song from? After a while, Puppy An came back again. There is no black cloth on the face this time, but what the hell is this mask?
When Xining went to the front store, he saw Pou An wearing a mask, and he was also drunk. Do you really want to do this? Well, as long as he's happy.
Don't tell me, I don't know whether it's because of the mask or because after provoking this relationship yesterday, Pou'an speaks more fluently and talks normally like he usually does to others, and he doesn't stutter anymore.
Just as he was about to go back, he heard sounds outside, first the sound of a cow's horns "Woooooo~". Then someone shouted loudly: "The Lord of Lingchi Palace has arrived, everyone should avoid it!"
Xining immediately rolled his eyes, why are you here again?
When the customers in the store heard this, they all dropped half of the goods they had picked and fled out.
When she walked to the door of the store, she saw a large sedan covered with white gauze, being carried by eight bearers, slowly coming over. On both sides of the sedan were men in black with various strange weapons. There is also Qin Yao, who is dressed in a high bun, holds a jade fan in her hand, and always has a condescending look on her face. She thinks she is a princess, but she is actually still a maid.
All this ostentation is nothing. It's like a martial arts movie, one by one flying over like hanging wires.
When they reached the door, eight strong men gently placed the sedan on the ground.
Qin Yao held the jade fan and raised her head slightly: "Master Puppet, how have you considered our Palace Master Murong's marriage proposal?"
Xining didn't speak, and before he even winked, the puppet next to him spoke.
The puppet sneered: "Are you a matchmaker, or someone else from your palace master? Is it your turn to ask our leader?"
"Shut up!" Qin Yao's face sank, holding a jade fan in her hand, and pointed at the puppet threateningly.
"Tch, you should shut up! You stop pretending to be powerful. We are all maids. If you keep jumping up and down, you will be a common roommate at most, not an aunt." Puppet Ying's mouth is more powerful than a knife.
Qin Yao couldn't keep her face down now. She suddenly opened her jade fan and rushed towards the puppet.
Extremely fast... Xi Ning couldn't help but lament, this is unscientific!
Although Tianpup teaches everyone to learn and practice martial arts from an early age, after all, the master is still half jealous. No matter how hard he works, he can only master the skills of a three-legged cat.
Everyone was helpless for a moment, and they were not that fast. They watched Qin Yao rush over.
Puppet Ying raised her hand, and with a pop, a stream of green powder immediately enveloped Qin Yao's entire body.
Qin Yao was shocked and stepped back while holding the jade fan in her hand and fanning it quickly.
The wind blown up blew away some of the green powder, but the fan was a jade fan, which was not as light as a paper fan. The wind blown out was limited, and a lot of powder still fell on Qin Yao's body.
Qin Yao quickly covered her mouth and nose with one hand and took several steps back. The look at this time was a bit funny, the green powder fell on her high bun, and actually dyed the top of her head a little green.
Qin Yao stared at her beautiful eyes: "What did you throw?"
Puppet Ying said with a smile: "In addition to the Heavenly Puppet, what else does our Heavenly Puppet Sect have? Of course it is poison!"
(End of chapter)