I buried the host, relying on the prophecy, the whole network exploded Chapter 41 Two sentences, let four people, three Asuras and one Yin spirit go crazy for me
Chapter 41 Two sentences, let four people, three Asuras and one Yin spirit go crazy for me
Chapter 41 Two words make four people, three asuras and one Yin spirit crazy about me
Author: Carrot to Heaven
Chapter 41 Two words make four people, three asuras and one Yin spirit crazy about me
When Jiang Azi led everyone along the road to find Yan Jiu, Yan Jiu was squatting beside Nagara and thinking quietly.
"Test you, write an argumentative essay praising me. Requirements: Make your own idea, choose your own style (or except poetry), draft your own title, no plagiarism, no less than 800 words."
Nagara: "..." You'd better kill me!
Yan Jiu looked distressed and became more and more enthusiastic as she spoke: "Technology has become popular. After all, you have learned how to combine smoke and bombs to escape. But you can't even write a composition in elementary school. Do you think 12-year compulsory education should be universal?"
Nagara was stimulated to the point of fainting, and was slapped several times by Yan Educator Jiu, but remained silent.
Everyone: She could obviously take action directly, but she still pretended to ask a few questions.
Jiang Azi suddenly felt melancholy.
Sure enough, she still underestimated the power of the curator.
On the way here.
Jiang Azi was still worried about whether Yan Jiu could beat him.
She should have known that Yan Jiu was not an ordinary person when she said those nonsense words.
Ma Weiwei heard Jiang Azi's muttering.
She was so exhausted that she leaned on the other person's back.
Ma Weiwei asked: "What words?"
Jiang Azi recalled the scene when he met Yan Jiu.
Not long ago.
When she took a taxi and rushed to the unfinished building.
Yan Jiu was squatting on the ground and counting ants with a heavy look on her face.
With the surrounding atmosphere of terror.
Jiang Azi really wanted to tell a ghost story to suit the occasion.
But she endured it.
She wasn't sure if there was something big going on with Yan Jiulai.
Jiang Azi poked Yan Jiu: "Ajiu, what are we doing here in the middle of the night?"
Yan Jiu: "Originally it was to save people."
Jiang Azi: “What now?”
Yan Jiu: "Let the sin be exposed under the sun."
Jiang Azi: "..." Uh, you want to say exposed to the sun, right?
Seeing Yan Jiu's serious expression.
Jiang Azi sighed heavily.
Silently turning his back.
Called the nearest mental hospital to them.
Not dialed yet.
Yan Jiu's face appeared next to Jiang Azi: "What are you doing behind my back?"
Jiang Azi hung up quickly and said nonsense with a serious face: "The express has arrived. I'm afraid that our situation will scare the courier again, so I plan to ask him to drop the express at Caiji Station."
Yan Jiu hugged her arms and looked at Jiang Azi making nonsense.
Smiled.
Turn around and look at the unfinished building not far away.
There was only one bright house there.
It was also after she came here.
Only then did I lift the mist that shrouded the old woman's fate, and found that her luck had also been taken away.
Not long before Jiang Azi arrived.
Yan Jiu once calculated carefully.
Calculating the old woman's death tonight is not simple.
She doesn't know what she should do.
He took the opportunity to catch the luck-stealer who had been hiding for a long time.
Or go and extend the life of the old lady.
But no matter how she continues.
The old woman is like a withered lamp and a candle.
It will eventually pass away.
Yan Jiu inexplicably remembered her master's teachings.
Helping good people extend their lives is all she can do, so why doesn't she do her best?
Just when she knew what to do.
The old woman came out with a lantern and flowers.
It's a flashlight.
What I picked up was the sunflower.
The rickety man finally stopped in front of Yan Jiu.
The old woman smiled kindly: "The big dog told me that a guest came to visit, but I didn't believe it at first."
Yan Jiu pursed her lips.
Look behind the old lady.
Kittens and puppies follow each other everywhere.
The old woman is their patron saint.
They seem to be the old lady's guardians as well.
Yan Jiu opened her mouth.
What was about to say.
The old woman shook her head: "I know my end is coming. Children coming from afar, please don't worry about me."
She was relieved.
It seemed like no amount of grief could shake her in the slightest.
Happy she accepted.
She still accepted the pain.
The old woman said that she knew that she was about to be far away from the joy of life.
But Yan Jiu knew this was wrong.
The old woman was supposed to have a happy family and enjoy her old age, but that was not her fate. Presenting her with the nectar that symbolized death would make her life wither and wither like a flower branch. This was not the fate of the old woman.
Yan Jiu's chest felt so tight that it ached.
She didn't know what to say.
The old woman saw Yan Jiu's dilemma.
She lowered her head.
He touched the deformed little kitten in his pocket.
While the old woman was speaking, she raised her head and looked at Yan Jiu: "I believe in cause and effect. Look, aren't you here?"
Hear the words.
Yan Jiu was stunned for several seconds.
The old woman said: "Your appearance means everything."
She handed the sunflower in her hand to Yan Jiu.
Yan Jiu took the red Chu flower that was about to bloom and carefully held the light red flower path, fearing to destroy it.
The old lady sent her sincere blessing: "May the fragrance of this flower call you back from the darkness, and may the sunshine be with you."
Yan Jiu's lips moved slightly.
In the end, nothing was said.
She brought the flower closer and smelled it.
The faint fragrance of flowers seemed to take her back to her previous life, to her childhood when her master and senior brother were still there.
It's so beautiful.
Wait until Yan Jiu comes to his senses.
The old woman has left.
Only the flowers symbolize that the old lady has been here.
Yan Jiu pinned the flower in her pocket.
Close your eyes and feel the mystery here.
She will make the evildoers pay the same price.
Wait until Jiang Azi arrives.
Only then did Yan Jiu count the ants.
Even ants have their own lives, how can human lives be restrained by the shackles of malicious rules?
At this time.
Jiang Azi interrupted Yan Jiu's memories.
She pointed to the rooftop not far away.
Jiang Azi covered his mouth with one hand and whispered: "Did three figures appear out of thin air on the roof of that building?"
Yan Jiu looked along Jiang Azi's fingers.
The murderous intent in his eyes made people shudder.
But that murderous aura was fleeting.
Yan Jiu rubbed her palms: "Well, start plan B."
Jiang Azi nodded subconsciously.
Then he was confused: "Wait a minute, when did we have plan B? And what is plan B!?"
Yan Jiu smiled but said nothing.
Then.
There was a situation where the troops were divided into two groups.
Hear this.
Ma Weiwei: "..." Sorry, I really don't know where to complain.
Jiang Azi looked in the direction of Yanjiu: "Ajiu, I couldn't save the old lady and those kittens and puppies."
Yan Jiu looked back at Jiang Azi, and then looked at the soul of the old woman beside Jiang Azi.
The old woman broke free from her vulgar body.
The soul is under the moonlight.
Turned into feathers of light crushed by the wind.
As we all know.
After death, a person becomes a soul.
Only a soul full of obsession can become a white-clothed Yin spirit. Above the white-clothed Yin spirit is a red-clothed Yin spirit, and above the red-clothed Yin spirit is a green-clothed Yin spirit.
Only by becoming a Yin spirit consciousness can it exist.
Like Old Man Qi from the funeral wholesaler.
The obsession in my heart is to see my wife.
Like a little girl on chemotherapy.
The obsession in my heart is my family.
Generally speaking, people who die in vain will also have resentment. Resentment is equivalent to obsession, and it can also allow people to retain their consciousness before death.
But the old lady has no obsession.
No resentment either.
So she is unconscious.
He can only be led by Jiang Azi.
Yan Jiu said to the old woman silently in her heart - "Have a good journey" and then sent her away.
Then he looked at Nagara who was pretending to be dizzy.
Nagara, who had just woken up, felt her heart skip a beat. She finally knew where her feud with Yan Jiu lay.
But she won't regret it. If she does regret it, she regrets not being able to get rid of that old woman earlier.
Yan Jiu saw through Nagara's lack of remorse.
She pulled Nagara's hair.
Drag him all the way back to the sea of fire.
Nagara's cultivation and quality made it impossible for her to say dirty words to Yan Jiu.
She was dragged to the sea of fire in embarrassment.
All I could think about was how to let Yan Jiu and others die.
The heavy rain has stopped without knowing when.
Even the mud and water on the ground cannot quench the fire.
The flames spread.
Swept up weeds and sunflowers.
Flowers and grass all over the place turned into ashes in the fire, flying in the air like phoenixes in nirvana.
Yan Jiu took out the sunflower from her pocket.
The flowering season of sunflowers is from May to October.
This month happens to be the last month.
It seems to herald the flower fading season, which is the death season.
Yan Jiu used the rain-seeking technique to send the last sunflower into the sky, and soon, a cool autumn rain fell that was enough to extinguish the sea of fire.
