Inviting an immortal to the body carries a strong sense of mystery in many people's minds.
After all, it is difficult for people other than disciples to come into contact with these things.
For laymen, witnessing the whole process of dancing is already a rare experience, and you can brag about it at the wine table for a long time.
There are even fewer people who can personally experience the upper body of Xianjia.
Wang Jin is one of them.
Unfortunately, he is not in a good mood now.
"Damn it...don't you mean you don't know anything when you're on top?"
The young man gritted his teeth and cursed.
Thanks to a very strong inspiration, Wang Jin's consciousness is very clear.
Contrary to the state of "knowing nothing", he now knows everything.
But it's just knowing.
Wang Jin couldn't even turn his eyes, let alone control his body.
So he could only watch his hands stroking back and forth on his body, and gently poked his abdominal muscles.
Simply outrageous.
"Ahem!"
Hu Ling coughed twice and frowned slightly.
If she hadn't stopped him, Hu Huo would have taken off his clothes.
"Our brother-in-law is quite strong."
Hu Huo's voice sounded, still with a thick smile.
When he thought that these words came from his own mouth, Wang Jin suddenly felt a little sad.
"Huh...it's a bit broken."
His eyes began to move, and finally rested on the man in costume whose head had been shot just now.
Wang Jin watched as he stretched out his hands and made a strange gesture that he would never make in his life.
Weird red flames emerged and penetrated the body of the man in costume.
Soon, the body that was still warm began to tremble strangely.
At the same time, Wang Jin felt like he had been hit hard on the head, and half of his inspiration was drained away in an instant.
Although this level of consumption won't hurt Wang Jin, it will still have an impact.
It was like standing up suddenly after squatting for a long time. When the vision went dark, the consciousness was also a little dazed.
Weird red flames lit up in his sight again, and Wang Jin fell into a drowsy sleep.
When he opened his eyes again, what came into view was Hu Ling's pretty face that perfectly blended sweetness and heroic spirit.
There was also a wine gourd that quickly enlarged and almost knocked off Wang Jin's front teeth.
Judging from the familiar aroma of the wine, it was sixteen sips of Xingshenhua Liquor.
"Gurgling..."
After drinking, Wang Jin's whole body from his heels to his Tianling Cap became extremely transparent.
The groggy feeling was swept away, and my thoughts became extremely clear.
"it's over?"
Wang Jin patted his forehead and stood up slowly.
The body of the Immortal family consumes yang energy, and normal people will suffer from minor illnesses every time they are exposed to the body.
But Wang Jin didn't feel anything unusual about himself, and even felt a strange feeling of fullness.
You can still hear a clanking sound when you shake your stomach, as if you just drank a belly of water.
I just feel a little upset in my stomach and my hair is a little wet.
Hu Ling's expression was a little strange, but she seemed reluctant to tell Wang Jin what had just happened.
"Gotta keep up with him."
Hu Ling pointed to the figure swaying forward in front of him and signaled Wang Jin to leave quickly.
"Hiss... all movie stars have to know how to drive corpses?"
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but sigh that it's not easy to make ends meet now.
The man in costume, who had lost most of his head, was moving forward step by step, slowly.
"Xiao Wu has been reluctant to learn these fighting and killing skills since he was a child."
Hu Ling smiled and followed the man.
"She prefers books and corpses to dancing with knives and guns."
"Xiaowu showed no objection when he put on his head to worship the moon, and he was the first to transform."
"Later, she became the young steward of the Hu family as a matter of course."
"Maybe it's because of too much pressure...Xiao Wu occasionally chats with corpses."
"I remember her debut role was a psychic detective, and she was quite popular at the time."
"Everyone praised her for her good acting skills and how naturally she interacted with corpses."
"That's it."
Wang Jin swallowed and tried to maintain a normal expression.
A popular star in the film and television industry is actually a fox fairy who occasionally chats with corpses.
This kind of thing is too weird no matter how you think about it.
Wang Jin now feels more and more that Hu Huo is abnormal, and so does Hu Ling.
In comparison, my little fox is much cuter.
"This corpse will repeat its actions in life."
"If you can take us back to his lair, maybe there will be a big surprise."
Hu Ling didn't know what Wang Jin was thinking. She pointed at the mutilated corpse that suddenly quickened her pace and said.
"Yeah, big surprise."
The latter nodded, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
He heard Lu Zhui's whisper.
——
"Damn...why do they have reinforcements?"
Lu Zhui gritted his teeth and cut the figure in front of him in half, and opened his second mouth to curse at the same time.
"there is a problem."
Chang Ye frowned and wiped the blood from his face.
The train didn't arrive for a long time.
The unclean ones are coming in dense numbers, as if they can never be killed, which makes people feel desperate.
Instinct told Chang Ye that there was something wrong with the thing in front of him.
But she doesn't have Wang Jin's abnormal observation and reasoning abilities, let alone being distracted and thinking during the battle.
"It is dangerous to advance rashly. We should conserve our strength and use defense as offense."
Chang Ye quickly analyzed what to do next, and then turned to look at Lu Zhui.
There was something obviously wrong with the latter's expression.
His eyes were staring straight ahead, and cold sweat was pouring down from his forehead.
The muscles all over his body were tense, and a faint white mist appeared in his eyes.
The pollution spread slowly from his mouth, as if he was using the power of the Talkative Man.
After doing all this, Lu Zhui turned to look at Chang Ye, his eyes a little more apologetic.
"I...I thought I heard my daughter crying."
"I have to see if the two of them are okay, I'm sorry."
After saying these words, he turned around and started running wildly.
The exoskeleton behind him spurted out hot air, which made Lu Zhui speed up a lot.
"Follow the rails... you can see them along the rails."
Lu Zhui murmured softly, and the speed of his feet increased again.
He also realized something was wrong.
However, Lu Zhui was more worried about the mother and daughter on the train than himself.
That was his only spiritual support for many years of wandering.
An ominous premonition rose in his heart, and the man became unusually panicked.
"Soon, soon!"
Lu Zhui ran wildly, pushing Duoyan's power to the extreme.
The train that had been motionless just now suddenly appeared in front of us, as if something had gone wrong and it stopped where it was.
"Ha, it's just a train breakdown."
"It's okay, it's okay."
I don't know why, but the closer Lu Zhui got, the more flustered he became.
He vaguely saw a figure laughing wildly and rushing into the car.
Lu Zhui stretched out his hand, but only had time to shout out one syllable.
The next second, the train exploded.
Earth and rocks were flying, smoke and dust were everywhere, and fire was shooting into the sky.
Lu Zhui almost cried.
His hair stood on end and his heart was beating wildly.
My legs seemed to have lost strength all of a sudden, and I could no longer move even half a minute.
Lu Zhui knelt on the spot with a plop, as if he had lost his soul.
He couldn't hear the wind or the whistle in his ears, and he couldn't see the rapidly approaching train.
Lu Zhui didn't know that he was standing in front of a giant steel snake traveling at full speed.
Concern leads to chaos.
The white mist in his eyes blocked Lu Zhui's sight, making it impossible for him to distinguish between reality and illusion.
In just a few seconds, people who talk too much will become meat under the railroad tracks.
Woo——
The train whistled frantically, but still could not wake up Lu Zhui, whose eyes were dull.
"wake up!"
The cracked breastplate shone with light, and the general with his face covered roared loudly.
The fog in Lu Zhui's eyes faded a little.
He blinked sharply and saw the train only a few meters away from him.
"That's great..."
At the last moment before the impact, Lu Zhui did not feel any fear, but instead smiled from the bottom of his heart.
[Author's digression]: It's so sad. I want to record this sad day.
There are thirty-one days in July, and I have kept updating more than 5,000 words for twenty-nine consecutive days. As long as there are no problems on the 31st, I will get perfect attendance.
The result is at 11:58 on the 31st
The phone froze with a loud bang
The 600 yuan for perfect attendance is just gone (crying)
After working hard for a month, it was gone at the last minute on the last day.