Wu Xin sat on the chair propped up by her backpack, with the notebook in front of her at her disposal. Theoretically, all concepts of "line" could be manipulated by her, and the mouse line was no exception. So she didn't need to stretch out a short
She used her arms to touch the mouse that was bigger than her waist.
Contrary to what Zhang Luo guessed, although she had difficulty reading simplified Long Wen, this old antique was still literate and knew quite a lot. Although she didn’t know Sang Wen, she could understand it. Those guys from the Bailian Songshan branch were hostile to Bi An.
How is it possible to issue orders in dragon language? It is much more powerful than the master who signed a contract with her - without subtitles, that guy can only understand love action movies.
But as Wu Xin gradually explores the online world on his laptop, he has gradually understood this world. An alien who can understand this world, an alien who has killed human beings for hundreds of years, those who like to shout that they are not my race.
Those who are dissatisfied will probably want to beat Zhang Luo to death.
Wuxin can't speak, she is just a puppet, but she can make people understand, which is similar to the communication of thoughts. This is so much more advanced than human beings. To a certain extent, supernatural events are high-dimensional ghosts attacking low-dimensional people.
.
Humans can't fight without cheating.
But even so, she rarely "communicates" with Zhang Luo.
In Zhang Luo's eyes, this little puppet is more withdrawn than himself, with a sense of self-admiration. Sometimes he feels that she is very pitiful, spending countless years in silence, just like her name.
Wuxin, like a stone, is a dead thing.
Regarding this puppet ghost, Zhang Luo felt that he could convince her at first that he probably just wanted to change his place. Or maybe he was tired of killing people. Did she really want a "heart"?
Who knows what the ghost is thinking?
As long as you follow orders and do things well, it doesn't matter what happens.
Wu Xin actually doesn't think there is anything wrong with killing, but the difference is that ghosts have the intention to kill, but she does not. This is a sign that ghosts can grow up, but for more than a hundred years, Wu Xin has always been a bad ghost. She has killed countless people
, but she has no heart.
Wanting heart, whether it is human heart or ghost heart.
Zhang Luo made that promise, so she came. For Wu Xin, even if he deceived her, he would have to wait a hundred years at most.
Time has no meaning, that's why she cares.
If Zhang Luo knew what she was thinking, he would probably look weird.
Isn't shame the heart? Yep, it's just three things. This attribute is ruined by the second dimension.
But do ghosts have any sense of shame? The truth or falsehood is indeed questionable.
On my notebook, I accidentally saw countless wars, deaths, and various incomprehensible human social movements over the past two hundred years, and watched anime at the same time. Yes, this is still a nerd, in every sense of the word.
Zhang Luo didn't pay much attention to her, even though this ghost didn't look like a serious ghost, and she had already wrapped the notebook.
At this time, the door rang, and Zhang Luo ran to open the door.
Wuxin felt a strange movement somewhere. It was so sudden that she was a little concerned.
As a ghost, you can naturally feel the traces of supernatural beings passing by. If it is just an ordinary passerby passing by, you may find it difficult to pay attention and at most take a glance. But if a person suddenly appears in your eyes not far away, you will naturally be attracted
your attention.
Unintentionally attracted, she decided to go and have a look.
She disappeared instantly and left from the underworld.
In a world of black and white, a little puppet wearing palace clothes disappeared from a black window, then appeared from another window and entered reality. But as soon as he came out, he suddenly jumped to dodge.
"Pfft——!" A splash of black and smelly blood squirmed at the original foothold of the little puppet as if it were alive, but it didn't seem to have done anything.
As a rare hundred-year-old ghost, Wu Xin has rich combat experience, both against humans and ghosts.
But Wu Xin didn't have the chance to fight back, as the tall twisted humanoid slapped him in the face.
"Hehehehehehe..." There was also a ghost laughing crazily in the dark.
Countless shadows swarmed up like hungry wolves.
The little puppet was careless and did not move. The silk thread hidden under the skirt burst out. The twisted tall ghost was cut into several sections. The laughing ghost in the dark closed his mouth instantly. The black and smelly blood was being sucked out.
The silk thread is slowly dyed red.
Wuxin is sure that there is only a group of evil spirits here.
But no, it shouldn't be an evil spirit.
She looked up and around, but there was no wavering on the puppet's face.
Countless green lights lit up in the darkness, and this place had fallen into the realm of a certain ghost.
Wu Xin felt a little tricky now.
Ghosts with ghost realms start at the severe ghost level. Evil ghosts may not all have ghost realms, but disaster-level ghosts must have ghost realms. Those without ghost realms cannot be promoted to disaster. Ghost realms can connect the underworld and reality. In their own ghost realm,
The ghost in the ghost naturally suppresses the rules of other ghosts.
Ordinary people who stray into the ghost realm will surely die unless there is a collision between supernatural beings.
Route 13 was a ghost domain before, and the Skinned Ghost also started to establish his own ghost domain in the large ghost domain of Liugu Academy, which was the infirmary. Zhang Luo almost fell into the hands of the Charcoal Ghost.
It's also because its ghost realm is already very mature, and if it weren't for Qiao Xi, it wouldn't be possible to break it.
Zhang Luo didn't know much about these things, but as an antique that had been in the world for hundreds of years, Wu Xin still knew about them.
Because she was dragged into the ghost realm by the evil spirit, Wu Xin didn't look cautious or scared. Her threads swept around her, and the large shadows dissipated.
The green light spot fluttered and became brighter and brighter. It turned out to be a ghost lantern carried by a group of corpses. The candle inside was white. The burning green light was cold and strange.
Suppression, forced downgrade, this is the second time she has experienced this situation.
The countless shadows left by the corpses under the illumination of the ghost lamp are struggling and breaking free!
The green light shone on Wu Xin's face, and her shadow began to struggle, but was suppressed in an instant.
Countless shadows swarmed up and Wuxin raised her arms. Her arms began to light up, like burning wood.
A sharp roar echoed throughout this ghost territory!
At this time, inside the hotel room.
Bai Su was indeed frightened. She was someone who didn't want to cause trouble to others, but Zhang Luo was different. She liked being able to rely on him without any scruples.
However, the girl was reserved and looked up from Zhang Luo's arms with tears in her eyes. Her beautiful eyebrows were pitiful: "Brother Luo, it's my fault. It's really worthless to be scared like this."
A woman's weakness is always the most able to inspire men's protective desire, and Zhang Luo is no exception: "Don't be brave in everything. There is no room for mistakes in supernatural matters, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous. There is no shame in hiding behind others when you should be afraid.
Your feet should be quicker to escape. Ordinary people should have the awareness of ordinary people. Who is not born and raised by his parents?
of?"
"What about you, Brother Luo? Are you still Aunt Li's flesh and blood?" Bai Su couldn't help but retorted with a cry, "I want to help you!"
"There must be someone to protect you," Zhang Luo hugged Bai Suheng as he screamed, "I am a destined person. If I can't hide, I can only advance bravely."
Zhang Luo also has some experience of how heavy a person is. Although Bai Su is only 14 years old, he is not light in weight. Fortunately, Zhang Luo has skills in holding girls - bah, you scumbag - otherwise he will be held up in front of Qiu Shan tomorrow.
It's awkward to hold your waist.
Bai Su, who was in messy clothes, was a little nervous as he grabbed Zhang Luo's yukata, not caring to cover up the delicate white under the collarbone - even though there was nothing left, he didn't dare to struggle for fear of falling.
Zhang Luo placed her firmly on the bed, leaned over and looked at her with a smile and said, "Susu, don't cry or say weird things. We'll stay here for the night. With me in charge, what's wrong with you? Before
Where is that girl who dares to call someone in the underworld?"
The two of them were almost nose-to-nose. Bai Su felt his breath and was already dizzy. There were circles in her eyes, her brain stopped, and her whole body was sore and weak. If Zhang Luo had stripped her naked like this, it would probably be impossible.
If there is any resistance, he will be stunned like an idiot.
Fortunately, Zhang Luo has self-control, and what to do to a 14-year-old girl... This book is probably a pill.
Zhang Luo stood up and it took a while for Bai Su to react. The girl blinked her eyes, as if she had just turned on the phone in confusion.
But he has no interest in continuing to tease the little girl he likes.
Wuxin came back, and one of the puppet's arms was torn off, which was obviously a serious injury.
Zhang Luo picked up the little puppet that crawled in from the window sill. Wu Xin's originally beautiful palace clothes were soaked through, and his hair was disheveled and obviously pale.
He stroked the fabric stubble on Wu Xin's broken arm with some pity, and then his eyes became cold and he murmured: "Really, someone dares to ambush me. White candle, level suppression. The other side..."
He suspected that Xia Zisu had failed, or had changed her position. As for whether she had been made into a rbq, Zhang Luo was not interested in knowing.
"It seems I have to do it myself. That Bichi is unreliable." Zhang Luo frowned, but his strength was not enough.
Bian An must have known that Wu Xin was the trump card in his hand, so he lured Wu Xin into an ambush so that he could lose his greatest support.
Although he came back, he must have been seriously injured. What should he do if his own strength is greatly damaged?
"Don't let me know where you are, or else you'll catch dozens of rainy night disaster ghosts and stuff them into your base."
"We need to get Wu Xin's true body as soon as possible. We can't make up for the missing arms or legs." Zhang Luo said solemnly. He felt that it was time to fulfill his promise to Wu Xin and deal with the White Lotus Sect. In fact, with Zhang Luo's caution, he had already
I have explored the White Lotus Sect's base several times in the periphery.
but not now.
He didn't know what attitude the White Lotus Sect held towards unintentional disappearances, but the White Lotus porridge would still need to simmer for a few days. Adding icing on the cake is not as good as providing help when the time is right, not to mention the purpose of cracking down on certain political forces. Bi'an official
This kind of delay is also needed.
"Wait a minute, it's best that nothing happens to that stupid young lady." Zhang Luo then thought of picking up the phone and asking a question.
Just now, I was busy comforting Bai Su, and completely forgot about Qiu Shan who lived nearby. It can also be thought that the ghost was just to delay Zhang Luo from supporting Qiu Shan, but Zhang Luo didn't even think about it.