The ghost craftsman can then use all his strength to capture Qing Miao and sew her up!
If not saved,
Instead, he went to help the old Tao get out of trouble,
Then these disciples will be sewn with black threads in an instant,
vitality disappears,
Become the ghost craftsman’s puppet!
above the dark sky,
Scarlet thin threads intertwined into a big net,
The figures of the disciples of the Zao Team were hung by black ropes, hanging from the mesh, swinging back and forth in mid-air.
Li Yueshan looked up at his disciples,
The body trembled violently,
More and more pain appeared on the calm face.
His face was red,
His body was shaking so much that he could hardly hold his fists,
Even the eyes are slightly red,
But at a certain moment, looking at the disciples who were being stitched up with black threads, they suddenly turned their heads, froze their bodies in place, and stopped trembling!
The master looked ferocious and said sternly to Su Wu: "Go! Go! Take this old Taoist away!
I stay here, I stay here—"
He made the final decision.
same decision,
He did it once many years ago.
That incident would be repeated in his memories and regrets for the rest of his life. In the dead of night, the old faces would appear in front of his eyes, circling around.
But even so,
Li Yueshan has already tasted the taste of regret and remorse,
Now we are faced with this situation again,
He still made the same decision!
The master clenched his fists and spoke to Su Wu almost like a roar,
The old Taoist priest, who was grabbing his shoulder with a giant pale hand and lifting it up, laughed like crazy and interrupted Li Yueshan's words: "Hahaha, sew it up quickly, sew it up quickly -
When it wants to sew,
I won't sew it!
When it doesn’t want to sew,
I want to sew it!
you you you you--"
The old Taoist priest moved his fingers back and forth between Su Wu and Li Yueshan,
After saying "you" several times,
The finger suddenly pointed at Su Wu,
His expression suddenly became clear,
He looked at Su Wu seriously: "Why don't you sew yourself for it?
Connect all the wires to yourself,
Sew a circle,
Let it sew enough,
Wouldn’t that be great?!”
The old Taoist priest's face seemed serious,
The words he spoke became more and more crazy, making Su Wu unsure for a moment whether he had regained consciousness for a moment or was he completely crazy and pretending to be serious?!
"Hahaha,
My life is over, my life is over——" The old Taoist priest's expression became crazy again.
The giant pale hand lifted the golden thread,
Suddenly it was sewn to his mouth,
His mouth must be completely sewn shut,
Can't make a sound!
Su Wu looked at the junior brothers and sisters who were hanging in the air,
The ghost craftsman sewed the junior brothers and sisters together,
hanging in the sky,
Show it to yourself and Master.
This kind of behavior can be understood as Li Kui's threat to his own family!
But does it understand it itself?
its current actions,
It was done by chance, but he happened to hit the key point and grasped his side.
Or was it originally targeted?
If the latter is the case,
Doesn’t it mean that it has certain thinking ability?!
A Li Gui with the ability to think...
"Why don't you try?"
"You really don't-um! Wash yourself up?!"
Under the control of the giant hand, the old Taoist managed to turn his head and spoke to Su Wu with a strange smile,
He was talking,
Half of the lip was sewn shut,
So my words became unclear!
Su Wu looked at him and suddenly his expression changed slightly. He turned to his master and asked, "Master, what would have happened if your destiny exceeded nine taels and nine qian?"
After the old Taoist priest spoke, the master frowned in deep thought.
Listen to what the great disciple said,
He said directly: "No one's life can exceed nine taels and nine qian - just like the internal organs of a human body have a certain number, no one can grow two hearts or two stomach bags. If you really grow two stomach bags,
Then there must be one stomach bag that is useless,
hanging on the body,
In addition to consuming one's own essence and blood and becoming a burden,
There is no second effect!
Ah Wu, do you want to..."
Master obviously carefully considered the Taoist's words and was able to answer without thinking.
"It might as well let the disciples be the burden on Li Jui.
It is currently trying to sew a destiny of nine taels and nine coins. If it succeeds in sewing it, the consequences will be disastrous!
It is certain at the moment,
Old Taoist priest, Qingmiao’s fate fits it perfectly.
Let it sew out these ninety-nine extreme numbers of destiny,
Among them, the destiny sewn with gold thread is the most precious - the old Taoist priest is not an ordinary person. As a mountain-moving Taoist priest, he must play an important role in the Maoshan witchcraft. Ordinary mountain-moving Taoist priests do not have such tyrannical methods and methods as him. device!
It can be seen that his destiny is precious.
The destiny sewn with white thread is the lightest,
Master is also aware of Qingmiao’s past.
The ghost craftsman can sew many weird things and improve their level.
its own fate,
It will not be less than four taels!
The sum of these three may be the destiny of Jiujiu.
It dyed the thread red with blood and formed a red thread to sew me up - definitely not to make me become part of its 'fate puzzle', but probably because it didn't want me to ruin its good deeds.
my fate,
Maybe it also feels tricky,
It’s very difficult to clean up.”
Listening to what the eldest disciple said, Li Yueshan nodded repeatedly.
He had already realized before that his great disciple had a very tough destiny.
Back then, the 'Grandma Shitou' wanted to infect him with Qi.
On the contrary, his fate backfired and shattered the Qi machine - this also shows that the disciple's fate is also relatively precious, it should be more than four taels!
Yes,
Li Yueshan had no objection to what the eldest disciple said.
Su Wu glanced at Master,
Then he said: "What the old Taoist said may not be crazy.
Although his own memory has been erased,
But the instinct that has gone through thousands of years is still there,
Maybe he sensed a life and death crisis,
Driven by instinct,
The suggestion given is the most correct suggestion - I have thought about it carefully and feel that this suggestion has a high probability of success."
"Master,
There is no time left for us to experiment with other methods.
We can only march in danger!" Su Wu said seriously,
Black liquid surged under his feet,
The body of Qingmiao emerged.
Even though Qing Miao was protected by him in the shadow world, there were still threads passing through the shadow world.
At this time, several pale giant hands surrounded Qingmiao and continued to sew on her body.
"It sews destiny,
Able to use different colored strings independently,
How can you make sure that it won't sew you with red threads?
But with gold thread,
White thread for sewing?" Li Yueshan asked in a deep voice.
If a craftsman sews Su Wu with red thread,
I'm just afraid of the final outcome,
It will never be possible to develop in the direction they want.
"I can guarantee that it will be sewn on my body with gold and white threads!"
"Then just try it!"
Su Wu glanced at Li Qingmiao on the ground.
Turning around and walking towards the dumb old Taoist priest,
His mouth was sewn shut,
Only one pair of eyes rolled around,
Seeing Su Wu approaching,
The old Taoist priest had a smile in his eyes.
The giant pale hand moved the needle around the old Taoist priest,
There are thin white lines on the wrist that connect this hand to the energy channels of heaven and earth.
Su Wu took a deep breath,
Looking at the iron needle flashing cold light between the giant fingers,
stretch out a hand,
A golden thread suddenly appeared under the skin of his palm - this golden thread was the one that was shaken off when he slapped the ghost craftsman on the face with the altar wood!
present,
He gathered his spirit,
Manipulate this golden thread and stare at the giant hand that moves the needle quickly,
At the moment when the giant hand changes the golden thread,
The golden thread protruding from the skin on the back of his hand suddenly pierced out, silently passing through the almost undetectable iron needle hole between the giant fingers!
Such means,
It’s truly a miraculous skill!
But Su Wu gathered his energy,
The bright day dwells in the moment of mind,
The tiny pinhole that was originally undetectable became as big as a fist in his eyes - he just put a rope through a fist-sized hole, so what's the difficulty?!
The golden thread passes through the giant hand,
Went around it in a circle.
The movement of the giant hand stagnated slightly,
Subsequently,
it turns back,
Pricking the iron needle into Su Wu's skin,
The cold and biting pain began to appear on Su Wu's body as the iron needle penetrated the skin.
Every time the needle passed through Su Wu's skin,
It all made him feel closer to an iceberg!
He watched the giant hand twisting the needle to pierce his skin, and then turned to sew on Lao Dao's body. The needle and thread shuttled back and forth between him and Lao Dao. There was a look of thinking in his eyes: If the ghost craftsman really has the ability to think,
He even used the strategy of besieging Wei and rescuing Zhao.
Why is the ghost craftsman now trying to make up for it by running over to him, intending to become a burden to its destiny?
Instead of paying attention?
Does it really have the ability to think?
The golden thread formed light and strange lines under Su Wu's skin,
The pain spread from the surface of his skin to the depths of his bone marrow.
Su Wu frowned slightly,
When the giant hand twists the iron needle and pricks it,
A layer of black film suddenly wrapped around his arm,
The iron needle penetrated the black membrane of the ghost's hand,
Bringing out bright yellow silk threads,
Then he began to sew on Lao Dao's body.
But they completely ignored Su Wu's use of ghost hands to complete the suture instead of himself.
At this time,
The old Taoist priest turned around and winked at Su Wu.
Su Wu pondered for a moment,
He also wrapped his ghostly hand around Lao Dao's half body,
The giant hand still held the golden thread and passed it through the ghost's hand without realizing that the object it was sewing had been changed!
The bubbles on ghost hands swelled and burst,
Thin golden threads are intertwined on the black film,
Weird lines gradually formed.
The giant hand is like an instrument that inputs precise programs. Every time a needle is inserted, the lines formed by the thin threads will become denser and fuller without causing any damage to the lines.
the other side,
Su Wu picked up the altar wood again,
He suddenly took a picture of the giant hand doing sutures on Li Qingmiao's body,
A few strands of white thread fell off the giant hand,
Falling into Su Wu’s palm,
Su Wu returned a reassuring smile to Master,
Then he repeated his old trick,
Pass the white thread through the needle hole,
At the same time, he covers himself with ghost hands,
The giant hand that was sewing on Li Qingmiao turned back,
Begin to sew the white thread on the black membrane wrapping Su Wu's body.
Two completely different textures, gold and white,
Begin to interweave on the black film,
Those lines are connected to Su Wu itself at one end, and from Su Wu itself to Lao Dao.