"You should also pull out the bedding that is stained with blood!"
"Pack his wicker shoes and coat and take them away together! Pretend he's going out. This is called faking a scene. Learn from it."
Mengmengda jumped up to the window sill, gesticulating and turning her head to check what was going on outside the inn.
A red-bearded carp man was lying stiffly on the ground, with his back against the bed pit, his face sluggish, and blood slowly seeping out from the sword hole in his throat. Zhikarima held a dry cloth in his hand and followed Meng Meng's instructions, immersing himself in it carefully.
Wipe the blood stains. Deep in the sea of consciousness, at the core of the soul, the translucent mark of the spiritual pet is suspended next to the eight-winged golden cicada, slowly turning, showing a strange and perfect hexagram shape.
"Xiao Zhenzi, you must have the necessary corpse powder for home travel, right? It's the kind of thing that turns corpses into a puddle of yellow water." Mengmengda said eagerly, "Hurry up and take it out, let me try to destroy it.
The criminal pleasure of annihilating corpses."
Little Mako... The corners of Zikari Makoto's eyes twitched, and he replied dully: "There is no such thing as corpse powder." After accepting Mengmeng as a spiritual pet, he no longer concealed anything about entering the Tianhe Realm.
, including the strange situation of the carp turning into ashes, he told the other party everything. Mengmengda suggested moving away immediately. In order to silence him, he came over and assassinated the innkeeper who had seen him.
"No? Aren't you an expert at killing and looting? Why are you so unprofessional! If not, why don't you practice quickly!" Mengmengda shook her head with a disappointed look on her face, "Move quickly, it's almost dawn! Don't forget, wipe it last!"
Take off your footprints and fingerprints, don’t act like a newbie.”
Who is the expert at killing and looting... The corner of Zikari's mouth twitched, and with a flick of his finger, nine little straw men made of yarrow jumped out of his arms, jumped on the carp man, opened his small saw-toothed mouth,
They all began to bite. The carp man's body shrank rapidly, while the little straw man's belly did not bulge. The eyebrows and eyes painted with blood were bright red, and the facial features became more and more agile.
After cleaning up everything, the nine yarrow men jumped back into Zhikarizhen's arms, closed their eyes, and had strangely satisfied smiles on their faces.
Meng Mengda inspected it once, nodded, and jumped on Zhikarizhen's shoulder. Closing the door, Zhikarizhen quietly sneaked out of the inn, turned around the alley, and walked towards the other end of Lanyue City.
The empty street was dimly lit and quiet, and the chirping of waterbirds outside the city could be heard faintly. It was the time when the moon was dim and the sun had not yet appeared.
"Xiao Zhenzi, can I go back in time with you?" Mengmengda asked enthusiastically.
"Maybe, maybe not." Zhikarizhen said in deep thought. With a thought, Mengmeng disappeared out of thin air and appeared on the spiritual pet mark at the core of her soul. She blew a loud whistle and winked at the eight-winged golden cicada:
"Little cicada, call me and listen."
Due to Mengmeng Da's willingness, Zhikarizhen did not forcibly cast the "Spiritual Pet Death Curse", but replaced it with the more magical "Main Pet Accompanying Curse". This spell must be voluntary by the spirit pet, and both parties are connected by soul and consciousness.
In relation to each other, the spiritual pet can not only bear the damage caused by the host, but also be nourished by the host's sea of consciousness, absorb the other party's spiritual power, and gain benefits from the advancement of the host's practice. Once the spiritual pet dies, the host's soul will be damaged.
Vice versa. The main pet can be said to be one soul and one mind, and the relationship is much closer than the relationship between the spiritual pet and the death curse.
Zhikari's true thoughts moved again, and the cuteness reappeared on his shoulders.
"Xiao Zhenzi, tell me about the Hou Mansion. Isn't it great to cheat on food and drink? Has your cheap mother started to take revenge? A real-life palace fighting drama, I feel so excited just thinking about it!" Mengmeng
His tail licked Ikarima's neck and he swung it back and forth.
"My name in the Hou Mansion is Yuan An, don't call me by the wrong name." Zhikarizhen coughed lightly and brushed her hairy tail away. At that time, he was so excited that he unknowingly revealed everything that was on his mind. From Bailing Mountain
When he went to the Sheep Slaughter Fair and then to the Hou Mansion, all the fears, pressures and confusion in his heart seemed to have found a gate, and they vented out like a flood, leaving no trace behind. Now that he calmed down, he felt a little embarrassed again, as if he had been peeled off.
The strong outer shell exposes the innermost weakness.
This is a feeling he has never felt before.
"Then let's call her Xiao Anzi?" Mengmeng pursed her lips and smiled.
Standing at the intersection of the street, Zhikari stopped and his calf muscles tightened unconsciously. Mengmeng felt the same and her expression condensed.
Three carp men walked slowly from both sides and across the street, with long swords on their backs and expressionless faces. The swings of their arms and the distance between their steps were all exactly the same, as if they were accurately measured with a ruler.
Zhikarizhen held the hilt of his sword and remained motionless. The three carp men walked over, without squinting, and passed by him step by step, turning into the alley, and their stiff and upright figures disappeared behind the high wall.
"It's the alley where we live." Mengmeng bit his ear and whispered, "They came for you. Fortunately, we escaped quickly."
Zhikarizhen nodded slightly: "It feels similar to the carp man before, a bit like a controlled puppet." With a flick of his finger, a yarrow man opened his blood-red eyes, jumped down silently, and followed the carp man.
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Mengmengda blinked her eyes: "Let us analyze it. You practiced witchcraft and attracted the first carp man. He failed to find you, so the second group came. This means that there is a person behind them.
The very powerful Boss, he sensed you."
"It should be that when I was practicing witchcraft, the power of my soul attracted the other party."
"The attraction is mutual. So your little cicada feels uneasy and excited at the same time."
"They attract each other because they have the same essence and can devour each other."
"It can be inferred from this that the big boss is also an expert in soul power, and these carp people will be controlled by him. He has set his sights on the little cicada and wants to eat it! Ah, the fried cicada makes my mouth water.
La!"
"That's about it." Through the yarrow man's bloody eyes, Zhikarizhen saw three carp men walking into the deep alley, clinging to the wall, breaking open the inn window with his sword, and the fragments fell down with a "clatter". Compared with the first scene
A carp man, this group is obviously more powerful, and each one has developed a sword heart, reaching the standard of a carp warrior. He pondered for a long time, and asked: "What is Daboshi? Is it also the language of your hometown Blue Star?" "Yeah, that's what the big mastermind behind the scenes means." Mengmeng stretched, and a ray of golden sunlight broke through the clouds, like red-hot syrup, splashing brightly on the streets and alleys, embracing the moon.
The city seemed to emerge from the dark water.
"Don't worry, we'll fight one against one to help your little cicada eat him!" The breath from Meng Mengda's mouth sprayed into Zhikarizhen's ears, making it tickle and warm.
That's the feeling of being connected by blood.
He suddenly realized that he was no longer alone.
"Then eat him!" Zhikarizhen smiled softly, walked across the street, and walked towards the sword gym in the distance.
A sword hall happened to be open, and a young green-bearded carp man wearing a gray sword robe with the words "Sound Sword Style" printed on it came out yawning and posted a wrinkled notice on the wall.
"The price of ancient secret sound swordsmanship is greatly reduced. The first phase only costs ten shells, including food, accommodation and training. Carp warriors are half price."