The brothers took a detour and returned to the school. Seeing the monk's ugly face, everyone was confused and didn't dare to ask more questions and followed him closely.
When I returned to the dormitory, I saw the kid sitting on the table singing "Wedding Dress" softly, and the monk told him everything that happened today from beginning to end.
The little ghost floated in the air and kept making ear-piercing whistling sounds. Suddenly, its body turned pale and gradually disappeared into the air.
"I'm going to find the master, don't leave the dormitory, I'll come back to you."
Her harsh voice echoed in the dormitory, making people's heads tingle, and the brothers couldn't help but shudder.
The monk secretly sighed: King of Magic Sword, what a terrifying existence. It seems that the country is about to become unstable. The kid seemed to know the seriousness of the matter and left so quickly. Forget it, don’t think about it anymore, it’s none of your business and just hang up.
The monk shook his head, lightly lit a cigarette, and puffed on it.
For a long time, Xiaoye couldn't afford to delay the formation and the brothers entered the cultivation state again. No one talked and no one was idle. The brothers practiced tirelessly and selflessly.
In Sichuan, an ordinary room was filled with smoke, and two middle-aged people were talking all night long.
"Tianji, when will your head fall off? I really want to know. How are the young people who were enlightened by you doing now? I hope they served the country. This outdated department of yours has been around for a long time.
There is no fresh blood. When will you find the time to bring them here for me to take a look?" This man had a Chinese character face, narrow eyebrows and wide eyes, a high bridge of nose and a pair of striking ears, and his words showed a bit of domineering.
"I said, Lao Bo, when did you become interested in our department? You don't want to annex it! Haha, those little guys are lucky, but they are completely monks halfway. What they can become depends on their luck.
The old rule is to use it if it can be used, not to kill. Alas! This is also something that can't be helped. There are too many national secrets involved. There is a saying in Buddhism: Sacrifice the individual to fulfill the greater self."
As he spoke, Tianji's head seemed to hit something, and he moved his hand slightly from his left shoulder to his right shoulder.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew through, and a cloud of white smoke suddenly rose in the room, and the smoke slowly gathered into a human shape. Tianji sighed deeply and said: "Kid, why are you back? What happened? Can't you handle it on your own?
Come?"
Yes, this person is none other than the bodyguard of Zhongnanhai, and the middle-aged man with a Chinese character is Bo Xilai, the famous member of the Political Bureau of the CPC Central Committee and Secretary of Chongqing.
The kid was floating in mid-air with his head slightly bowed. His long hair covered half of his face and his whole body was shaking constantly. As if he was facing a formidable enemy, he recounted what happened in the school from beginning to end.
Tianji was stunned at first, then stood up suddenly. Bo Xilai clenched his hands and frowned. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became extremely strange. The two met each other and walked out of the room.
In the formation, the brothers seemed to be living day by day, and their skills suddenly increased greatly. After an unknown period of time, the knock on the door of "Bang! Bang! Bang!" brought everyone back to reality. The brothers were sweating, and their clothes were covered with sweat.
With his back already wet, the monk slowly stretched his body and walked towards the door.
"Ka! Ka! Ka!"
Opening the door gently, what he saw was an expressionless poker face. Damn, it was really scary. The monk was startled at first, then raised his hand and punched the man in the chest. The reaction force made him take several steps back.
, but the other party remained motionless as if nothing had happened.
This person walked in slowly and said: "Hello everyone, my name is Wang Yuchao. I am very happy to live with you!" After the introduction, he walked to Daye minding his own business, stretched out his right hand and said: "Hello, my name is Wang Yuchao.
Wang Yuchao, I like to play football." Daye shivered for a long time without daring to reach out, and only replied "Hello!" His voice was stiff and dry.
The monk secretly thought: He is the last roommate? No, there is something wrong with this guy. He calmed down and looked up and down. He was wearing floral trousers and light blue clothes with a middle-parted hairstyle. How do you think about the 1960s and 1970s?
old antique.
The drunkard secretly pushed the monk and whispered: "There's a problem! Your punching power should be pretty good. If you punch down, you won't move. There's something weird here."
The monk's head suddenly buzzed, and a story that Daye had told appeared in his mind. Playing football? Could it be the puppet that Daye met when he was a child? Thinking of this, his scalp felt numb, and he looked at his phone. It was already past one in the morning.
Why did this guy come to school at this hour? The earthquake had already made a big fuss. Didn't he know? He actually dared to come to the dormitory!
The drunkard stood next to the monk, wrinkled his nose and muttered in a low voice: "This guy has no smell of humanity or soul."
The monk had an idea and said, "Student Wang must be tired after riding in the car all day! Haha, let's go to bed first! We are going out to have something to eat. It's not that I won't take you with me. Don't get me wrong. I'm just a little hungry. Daye, let's go.
Ah! Aren't you the most noisy one?" Daye seemed to have found a life-saving straw. He cast a grateful look at the monk and walked out first. Wang Yuchao nodded lightly and before he could say anything, the brothers rushed through the door.
And out.
Everything was like an illusion. The brothers were standing downstairs in the dormitory in astonishment. Xiaobai said lightly: "Where are we going?" The monk sighed and said: "I don't know, just walk around! It seems there is nothing to go to."
It’s a great place, why not go to the garden and have a look! How about taking a look at that place that brings us magical colors?”
The drunkard poked his head around and said, "That damn place has been blocked. It's not a good boy to sneak in." Xiaoye raised his fist and hit him hard on the head, saying, "Damn, why are you pretending to be stupid? You deserve a beating. How can you have the nerve to say it?"
What about you? I think you are a toad crossing the road, wearing a brand-name Jeep."
"Whoosh! Whoosh!" After a few sounds, the brothers disappeared without any disturbance. Five teenagers appeared out of thin air next to the artificial lake in the garden. The brothers had different shapes.
Daye frowned into a knot, sat down on the ground with trembling legs and said: "Do you remember the first time you drank? I once said that when I was young, I had a hobby, which was playing football. I also encountered this
A puppet looks exactly like Wang Yuchao. Is there such a coincidence in this world?"
The drunkard secretly leaned his head on Daye's shoulder and said: "Hey, let me tell you a secret. I don't know who the boy in the dormitory is, but what is certain is that he is definitely not human. There is nothing human about that guy.
The aura. Maybe it’s some mutated creature.”
When Xiaobai heard this, he said simply and clearly: "It's impossible. He's neither a monster nor a demon. He doesn't have any characteristics of a stranger on his body. I can feel it."
After a long discussion, the two brothers did not come up with a clear explanation, but came to a simple conclusion: Wang Yuchao is related to the puppet from Daye's childhood.
To be honest, I really don't want to admit that even an idiot can come up with this conclusion.
Slay demons and do volunteer work for the society? Help the great cause to eliminate Wang Yuchao? Oh, I think so too. It’s just that the guy was unprepared and punched the monk but didn’t move at all. The strength of this person is really surprising.
.
Although the monk didn't use his full strength at that time, it was just enough for ordinary people. The most incredible thing is that nothing happened to this guy after one punch, but the monk took several steps back.
Using punches of the same size, the brothers tested it separately, and the results proved that none of the five brothers could achieve this strange phenomenon.
Xiaoye secretly sighed in his heart: Are the god-level bosses so worthless now? Just after sending away one, another one came. Damn, I met two of them one after another in one night! However, in the near future, Xiaoye finally knew that today
How ridiculous is Wang Yuchao's idea, Wang Yuchao is nothing compared to the true form of the King of Magic Blades.
In the dormitory, Wang Yuchao sat alone in the dark, combing his hair in front of the mirror.
The image in the mirror turned out to be a wooden man connected with screws. Countless big maggots were crawling on the body, plus a few moldy moss-covered areas, making people do evil again and again. The whole face was extremely pale, like wax.
They were all made the same, with large and small scars spread all over the face like centipedes, which looked extremely terrifying.
"Bang!" With a sound, the mirror shattered. A bloody hand came out from inside and was firmly inserted into Wang Yuchao's mouth. The middle finger and index finger slowly stretched out from the back of his head, "Bang!"
"With a sound, his head was torn apart, the bloody hands disappeared, and a football appeared on his neck.
Gurgling "Pong! Pong!", the football hit the ground, and the sound it made was heartbreaking. In about the time of a cigarette, the debris of the head re-wrapped the football on the ground, and slowly flew back to the neck,
His lips moved slightly and he said softly: "Wang Ye!"
"A sneeze! A sneeze!" Daye covered his nose with his hands and kept sneezing, cursing in his heart: Damn it, what bastard is behind the scenes? It's best not to let me know, otherwise he will be dismantled.
leg.
The bright crescent moon hangs high in the night sky, and the mood of the brothers is as dim as the stars in the sky. "The heavy rain I missed in those years, the love I missed in those years, I really want to hug you, embrace the courage I missed, I once wanted to conquer the world
World, only when I look back at the end do I realize that every bit of this world is all about you." A melodious ringtone broke the silence of the night.
Daye picked up the phone: "Hello, teacher, what can I do?"
"Haha, Daye hasn't slept yet. Are you still used to living in a tent?"
Daye thought to himself: The teacher must not know that he ran back to the dormitory, and there must be something wrong with calling him so late. He paused slightly and said, "It's okay, thank you teacher for your concern. Did something happen again?"
"The school has just decided to close the school from now on, and all activities and classes have been cancelled. In other words, you can go home now during the holidays. The next semester will officially start. Then we will make up for the courses. Please help tell the classmates of your class.
Bar."
Daye said with a grimace: "Teacher, during the earthquake, many people ran out without even putting on their shoes, and there were even fewer people with mobile phones. I'm afraid this is not easy to notify!" "Boom!
"As he said this, the ground began to shake again, and the brothers suddenly panicked.