The life coach groaned and turned over on the ground. He blinked, as if he had just remembered that he was a humanoid object and did not need to lie on the ground to catch his breath like a human being. He quickly got up and looked around.
"Where are those things? Are they gone? Where did they go? Are we all okay?" he asked blankly.
Beside the instructor, the goddess also stood up, and was still subconsciously touching her hair that had returned to small curls with one hand. The painter's face turned pale, and he hurried to his painting tools that were scattered on the floor, and hugged him hard.
brush.
The instructor finished speaking, but no one paid attention to him - after all, even Lin Sanjiu had to grind the puppet master repeatedly to get some response, let alone her humanoid object?
Unlike humanoid objects, no living person present has yet been released from the shadow that was almost swallowed up. Chotans, who had just received a heavy blow from the puppet master, had long since passed out and was lying like a corpse; Yu Yuan, on the other hand,
He was conscious, but he still couldn't stand up.
There was a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, and the ink tattoos on his face made his complexion look pale and frightening. He tried to move several times, but his limbs were still limp, and he could only barely turn his head from the floor; his hair rustled.
After crossing the ground, his eyes fell on Lin Sanjiu not far away.
Lin Sanjiu also fell down like the others just now, right next to the puppet master's chair.
Different from Yu Yuan, although she also had her eyes open, she showed no sign of wanting to move; her body was upright and her eyes were straight. Except for the occasional blink of an eye, she looked like a person who had not been picked up yet and could not move.
A doll pretending to be alive.
"She..." Yu Yuan said this word with great effort, just like stirring the ashes after the fire is burned out, stirring up a spark; but no matter how many sparks there are, they can't stir it up.
Got up.
"Ah, don't talk yet," Yuan Xiangxi held his hands, walked rustlingly to Yu Yuan, and comforted: "You need more rest now. You feel very weak, don't you? You will be fine in a while."
Yu Yuan stared at him, his lips slightly opened and trembling a few times, as if he was urging him with his silent will to stop talking nonsense and get down to business.
If you want to say that Yuan Xiangxi has any advantage, it must be that he is considerate. I don’t know if he really understood what Yu Yuan meant. He looked up at the puppet master and asked: "Um... why hasn't Lin Sanjiu done it yet?"
What about recovery?”
The puppeteer, who sat back on his chair at some point, laughed softly from his throat when he heard the words; upon hearing this, it felt as if a piece of ice was slowly rubbing against his tailbone.
"The doll is still a doll without the ghost possession," he said slowly, "What can it be restored to?"
Yuan Xiangxi sighed, his face not anxious.
He was not in a hurry, but Yu Yuan was too anxious for his share. His face turned paler now, he glared at Yuan Xiangxi several times, and let out a fitful, anxious gasp from his throat - everyone who saw it knew it.
, he meant to let Yuan Xiangxi ask a few more questions to find out the puppet master's intentions.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Xiangxi suddenly squatted down next to him, wrapped his arms around his knees, and whispered: "Don't you believe what he said? I don't believe it either."
The puppet master glanced at Yu Yuan gloomily from the chair. Although Yuan Xiangxi was outside the Five Elements, he still knew the importance, so he didn't dare to raise a glance. He quickly changed the subject to Yu Yuan and told the two of them.
He walked up the stairs abruptly and said, "Ah? What did you say? Oh, you asked how those ghosts were put away? Then you need to explain a few more words..."
He pointed at the old woman who was still firmly suppressed by the great witch, and said: "Actually, it's all thanks to the ability called [Concept Collision]... How could there be such a terrifying evolutionary ability in the world? It's so powerful that it's a bit weird.
Fair enough, it is said that this is only a small part of my master’s ability. What does this master have to offer? No matter who encounters him, there will be no resistance..."
Yu Yuan closed his eyes, feeling a little desperate.
"Don't be anxious," Yuan Xiangxi observed his words and said, "It's like this, the puppet master... Your Excellency, found a condition that just applies to me in [Concept Collision]."
Even if [Concept Collision] successfully separated the supernatural body from the human body just now, there is still a problem left: those supernatural things cannot return to the phantom body obediently, and the consciousness of the great witch does not belong to "energy", so it cannot enter.
Go, what should I do?
At least Yuan Xiangxi was right about one thing: after rescuing the six people, the puppet master himself, facing the supernatural beings alone, fell into a more critical situation than ever.
"It was really thrilling just now. All six ghosts took action, but the puppet master... Sir, was not afraid in the face of danger." Yuan Xiangxi's praise of the puppet master was obviously sincere from the bottom of his heart: "Not only is he calm and composed, he is also
He's very quick-witted, that's right. It would be better if his emergency measures don't require me."
Yu Yuan groaned, not sure if he was in a hurry, but he sounded much more energetic this time.
"You think it's strange. We are all ghosts, but the puppet master can't touch them, but he can touch me, and I can touch them." Yuan Xiangxi said enthusiastically, "In this way, the connection will not be easy
Has it been established? Oops, I was simply used as a beating stick, spinning around so hard that I was dizzy..."
"Tell...the main point."
"I don't know how many times I was thrown around, but [Concept Collision] suddenly took effect on me." Yuan Xiangxi said: "The condition for taking effect is 'when I cough', and the consequence is...'The same kind of people in front of me will be destroyed.
Turn it into a supplement of energy'."
Yu Yuan's breathing suddenly stopped for a few seconds.
"Of course this was not prepared for me, it just happened to be used by me." Yuan Xiangxi said quietly, tucking his hair behind his ears. "How I feel now? A little disgusting."
Compared with when he first fell out of the phantom body, his body, posture, and color at this moment... I don't know when it became clearer and more stable. His eyes were clear and warm, as if a white flower on a branch that was about to wither had caught a streak.
The sunshine is about to fade.
"Especially when I think about it, the owner of [Concept Collision] must have never been hungry...even in a world where he can't eat or has nothing to eat, he will never worry about food."
It can be said that Yu Yuan recovered very quickly. At this time, he turned over and sat up. Unexpectedly, at the same time, a cough suddenly sounded - not only he was startled, but everyone's eyes turned to the cough.
The source of the sound: It turns out that it was Johannes who woke up.
It seemed that Chotans had been injured in the chest and abdomen just now. He was coughing and trying hard to stand up, with his upper body curled up into a shrimp.
Yuan Xiangxi hurriedly shouted: "Don't move in a hurry, you need to rest more!"
But he still struggled to stand up, holding one hand on the wall of the cockpit door, panting and coughing, first looked at the old woman for a few times, and then stopped at the puppet master for a few seconds.
"Did you hurt me?" Chotans wiped the corner of his mouth, raised his chin at the old woman, and continued: "The 'Messenger'... was also caught by you?"
The spacecraft suddenly became so quiet that it was as if there was no breathing at all.
Jotense stood up straight and gritted his teeth in pain.
"The physical quality is so poor..." Wherever the fat hand touched, the ribs in the body also made low sounds - it was as if wherever the hand touched, the bones there were reconnected and healed.
.
By the time he put down his hand, Chotans could stretch his body easily.
"Well, I have been to a world where you can't eat. What is it called...'meat food'? No matter where there is a shortage of food, there will never be a shortage of people."
He smiled at everyone.
"Hello, I'm Xacius."
Yesterday, I had a sudden idea and borrowed an English version of The True Story of Ah Q from Kindle. When I borrowed it, I felt that I was about to absorb the essence of both Chinese and English. What a little genius, I killed two birds with one stone. After I borrowed it, I read the preface, and first I felt
Naorenzi felt a little hurt. Then I opened the original text of Lu Xun and found that it was very good. I couldn't even understand the original text. Basically, two birds gave me one stone.
