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Chapter 91 The Code of Conduct for the Fog Tengu

 Jiang Xia did not explain to the young monk, as that would be too out of character.

He first retracted his outstretched wings - it was quite tiring to stand all the time, then walked towards the old monk and picked up the old corpse from the ground.

  The person was no longer breathing and seemed to be walking peacefully.

Jiang Xia wanted to take the body out, but Xiu Nian happened to sit at the door, blocking the way.

Jiang Xia wanted him to move away.

As soon as their eyes met, the little monk covered his heart in panic, with the words "It's over, it's over, it looks at me, and I'm going to die too" written all over his face.

Jiangxia: “……”

 He pushed Xiunian aside with his wings, reached out to open the door, and took the body into the corridor.

Xiunian stayed for two seconds and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that he was still alive.

 …Wisty Dog didn’t seem to have any intention of killing him, otherwise he would have died just like the old abbot just from a look in his heart.

Thinking of this, Xiunian got up and hesitantly followed Wutian Dog, who seemed to have no ill intentions towards him.

The appearance of the foggy tengu is indeed somewhat similar to that of his brother, but after calming down a little, Xiunian intuitively felt that this tengu was not Zhongnian.

 Perhaps it’s just an ordinary face-bump.

It may also be that his brother picked up a young Kiritengu when he was a child. During the service, the Tengu looked more and more like his brother. When he grew up, the Tengu went out to travel and came back to find that his brother was dead, so the Tengu killed the old abbot to repay his kindness + revenge...

...Well, thinking about it this way, it feels very reasonable.

Xiu Nian followed up lightly and took a look at the pair of foggy dog's wings that extended out from the slit in the clothes and were folded behind his back. No matter how he looked at them, he felt that they were genuine.

 He was convinced again of what he had figured out, and then asked cautiously: "You...what else do you want?"

 I heard that monsters need sacrifices and humans to perform specific rituals for them. If there are no these, they will eat humans.

 Looking at things like this, the old abbot must have become food. But after the foggy dog ​​took away the abbot, he did not return to the woods, but continued to wander in their temple...

Xiunian was worried that Wutian Dog would eat his senior brother or two innocent guests, so he wanted to risk his life to discuss with Wutian Dog whether he could eat incense instead of humans.

However, when Wutiangou heard Xiunian’s question, he didn’t order, but replied: “I just said it.”

“Huh?” Xiunian was startled.

He thought carefully and found that Wutian Dog only said two sentences in total.

  ——If you want your performance to return to its peak, it's actually very simple. You just need to make one more victim of the "Fog Dog" here.

  ——…I think you are very suitable.

Then, as soon as the foggy dog ​​finished speaking, the old monk died with a bang.

 …It seems that the target of the foggy dog ​​is really the old host who borrowed its name to commit crimes.

This, this is a good monster who is not angry and sensible!

 Not to mention that Mr. Wutiangu also helped his brother to avenge himself.

Thinking of this, Xiunian was very moved, and the look in Wutiangou's eyes no longer contained fear, but was filled with awe and gratitude.

Furthermore, this foggy dog ​​is indeed not barbaric at all. He did not bang open the wall all the way to his destination like the legend. Instead, he walked along the corridor and politely walked to the confinement room...

Having said that, Mr. Wutiangou is indeed very familiar with the layout of their temple. The Shanni Temple is built close to the mountain. In order to fit in with the cliff, the corridor is very winding. Most people will get lost after walking around twice, but Mr. Wutengou can quickly

He found the destination accurately...Xiu Nian found evidence for his conjecture just now, and felt that he was a reasoning genius.

Jiang Xia can't read minds, so she doesn't know that the little monk in the back who is as quiet as a chicken is having so many mental activities that it can fill up the screen.

 He took the old monk into the solitary room and took a look at the well-like room.

The new ghost died a tragic death - he was about to bring his beauty home, but suddenly "committed suicide" and watched his childhood sweetheart marry someone else.

Jiang Xia just signed a contract with Zhongnian through deception. After signing, she felt that she was taking advantage of the situation, so she decided to help the new ghost cut off her obsession and let the old monk experience the feeling of being killed by a tengu.

However, after arriving in the solitary room, Jiang Xia suddenly realized that there seemed to be some problems with the implementation of this plan.

  ——When I visited the temple before, a lock was hung on the door of the solitary room to deny entry to tourists. In order to avoid arousing suspicion, Jiang Xia did not come in.

Now, when he was actually standing here, he realized that although the ceiling of this small rectangular room was high, it was very narrow horizontally, with the length and width seeming to be less than three meters.

Jiang Xia carried the old monk's body, hesitated for a moment, tentatively spread his wings, and waved it unskillfully.

With a dull groan, Xiu Nian, who was standing at the door, was blown away by one of his wings, and the other half of his wing hit the wall.

Jiangxia: “……”

 …The person who compiled this legend had a specific problem in mind.

How can you fly up here? Climbing up with wings is enough.

Jiang Xia silently poked the wall with the tips of her wings and gestured. She found that it was impossible to fly up, so she had to change a way and planned to walk from the outside.

As soon as he turned towards the door, he saw Xiunian running back, kneeling on the ground with a bang, and apologized in panic: "I'm sorry! It's all our fault for making the solitary room too narrow!"

   …”Why is this person still here?

There is a waterfall next to it, and the roar of the water is so loud that your voice cannot be heard.

Jiang Xia’s plan did not go smoothly, and he was not in a happy mood. He waved his wings to chase people away: “Go away, don’t disturb me.”

Xiunian is not worried.

But Mr. Kiritengu had said so, and he didn’t dare to stay any longer. If Mr. Kiritengu felt humiliated because he couldn’t fly up, and hung him as a witness on the beam, it wouldn’t be good.



Xiunian’s desire to survive finally revived. He got up, bowed, and ran back to the dormitory.

 The surroundings are a little quieter.

Jiang Xia took the old monk outside the house.

Although he could also take the stairs to the top of the confinement room, his plan was to use the foggy dog ​​method to hang people, so he had to stick to his word and fly up with the people himself once before it would count.

Furthermore, this is the first time Jiang Xia has encountered a puppet with wings. It is impossible to say that he is not curious and does not want to drive a few laps to try...

 Compared to wings, the skills of the new ghost fetus awakening are very difficult to describe.

 This skill is similar to death reappearance.

 However, it is a "reappearance of death" in the physical sense, and can only act on itself.

  In other words, this skill allows the user to commit suicide in a specific way of death with one click.

Just now, the contract ended. Jiang Xia looked at this skill for a long time and decided to pretend it didn't exist and concentrate on studying the wings.

 …

 The weight of the puppet can be adjusted, but the weight of the old monk is fixed.

Jiang Xia worked hard for a long time at night, stealing tips from the birds in the forest. Finally, with her wings familiar, she carried people and flew up from outside the house like a tengu.

  Plan pass√

Jiang Xia happily took out a piece of rope and hung the old monk on the beam on the roof of the solitary room.

 The beam has not been taken care of for two years and has accumulated a thick layer of dust.

Jiang Xia carefully used the brand new organs on the puppet, and finally left no footprints on the beam, leaving only a few wing prints.

But what’s wrong with the foggy dog ​​killing someone and leaving a wing mark? This is not a flaw, it is the proof that “the foggy dog ​​came here to visit” was deliberately left behind.

Jiang Xia looked at the corpse on the beam, clapped his hands quickly, flew around again, and then released the puppet.

 When the puppet is on, the physical sensation is not obvious. As soon as it returns to the main body, sleepiness suddenly comes over.

Fortunately, after signing the contract, Jiang Xia moved his body back into the quilt, and now he can just close his eyes and sleep.

Jiang Xia yawned, thinking that if he was unfortunate enough to suffer from insomnia in the future, he could summon this puppet and fly it around a few times while carrying heavy objects, so that he would be able to sleep soundly when he came back.

 He discovered the new function of the puppet and fell asleep happily.


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