"Look at this, his wisdom is as deep as the sea and his nature is as cruel as a wolf."
The owner of the Taoist temple reached out and pointed at a certain face in the lower left corner of the wall.
This face has sharp edges, bright eyes, and frowning brows.
"It took him three days to complete the practice of Turtle Breathing Technique, but at the last moment, he saw my intention and stopped the progress abruptly."
"This child even guessed that as long as the body is broken, I can return without success."
"There were no iron tools in the Taoist temple, so he used the door latch to cut off his arm."
At this point, the Taoist temple owner asked Wang Fu, "Ask yourself, can you do it?"
Wang Fu shook his head, "It can't be done."
"It's a pity that I made him mourn for seven days and seven nights before he died miserably."
The master of the Taoist temple shook his head regretfully, "A genius has turned himself into a waste, what kind of end can he expect?"
"Look at that again?"
The second face, just from the frozen expression, makes people see overflowing wisdom.
"This boy is less than ten years old and is full of tricks. He saw my intentions on the first day he joined."
"He deliberately slowed down the pace of his practice and secretly planned a counterattack."
"There were no iron tools in the Taoist temple, so he picked up wooden sticks and burned them until they were carbonized and sharpened."
"He knows how to pick poisonous mushrooms, brew the poisonous juice, and put it in my medicine jar."
"He still had a few talismans hidden on his body and kept them close to him. He never showed them when he took a shower. He didn't use them until the last moment."
"Do you believe it? I didn't teach him any magic, but this kid can learn it by himself without a teacher. From the Turtle Breathing Technique, he learned the ability to breathe in the breeze and tear cloth."
The master of the Taoist temple chuckled and said, "The body I like most is his."
His tone became casual, "Unfortunately, the experiment was not sufficient at the time, the seizure failed, and a good seedling was ruined."
Wang Fu shuddered when he heard this, and in addition to the fear in his heart, a surge of anger arose.
The old ghost is full of evil and has harmed so many children and teenagers, so he still has the nerve to show off to him?
"Xiao Fu'er, although your talent is outstanding, among these children, you are only average."
The master of the Taoist temple asked him, "It's hard for you. I have been on the mountain for several years, and finally I broke up with you."
"You choose to take action now, are you sure?"
After he finished speaking, it was Wang Fu's turn next.
Wang Fu took a deep breath and said, "Old ghost, after we have been together for several years, at least I know that you are not a long-winded person."
"If you were sure, you should just take this body without saying a word."
"The reason why you are so long-winded is that you are not even sure of yourself!"
He sighed and said, "You are old and weak."
Do ghosts also age?
Seventy or eighty experimental subjects, even if there are geniuses among them, it will take several years on average for each person, adding up to at least two hundred years.
If there wasn't something wrong with the old ghost himself, why would he use his corpse to resurrect his soul? It took such a long time, I'm afraid he was already extremely weak.
"Xiao Fu'er, I was wrong. Although you are not as good as others in other aspects, there is one thing that makes you stand above everyone else."
"That's your concentration."
"Mountain Tai collapsed in front but its appearance remained unchanged; the elk rose to the left but its eyes did not blink."
"Such extraordinary concentration can only be acquired by at least an old man in his sixties who has gone through half a lifetime of calamity. You, a little Taoist boy, have such attainments."
Wang Fu smiled and said nothing. No other person in this world could have such a magnificent and mysterious experience in two lives. What else could make him panic?
"It's hard for you to have such determination. Unfortunately, under the general trend, you are destined to become my cottage."
The Taoist temple owner was about to take action when he heard Wang Fu speak.
"The viewer doesn't know that I have another advantage that makes me better than others."
The master of the Taoist temple smiled, I understand you more comprehensively than you do yourself.
"tell me the story."
"I have better luck than them!"
As soon as these words came to light, the Taoist temple owner laughed out loud.
"Xiao Fu'er, if you weren't an actor, you would definitely make everyone laugh."
Good luck? I don’t know who it is. During these days, I farted on my heels and nearly choked to death when I ate.
When Wang Fudu sent the wax beads of bad luck, he himself was also affected. Thanks to the secret protection of the Taoist temple master, otherwise, he would have encountered several crises during this period and almost died or been disabled.
"Thank you for having the nerve to say this, Xiao Fu'er. You are also one of the most thick-skinned."
Wang Fu looked at him generously, "Look, I'm telling the truth, but you don't believe me."
Don't regret it later.
"It's almost time, it's time to hit the road."
The owner of the Taoist temple did not forget to poke his heart into his heart, "With your body, I will make him achieve success and honor your parents and family."
Boom!
Wang Fu heard the heartbeat, and the obsession with this body was still there.
Xiao Fu'er fled from famine during the disaster years and was separated from his parents on the way. When he was in the mountains, he always wanted to return to his hometown and reunite with his parents.
The Taoist temple owner's words clearly irritated the original owner of this body.
"Go to the altar obediently!"
As soon as the master of the Taoist temple finished speaking, a white shadow flashed, and it turned out that the screen cut through the air and hit Wang Fu's door.
It turned out to be no ordinary screen, he should have thought of it earlier.
Wang Fu staggered back a few steps and saw that the screen was coming with a fierce force, which seemed to be slow but urgent. Not to mention his flesh and blood, even a rock could be broken into pieces.
Behind him was the altar, and the master of the Taoist temple forced him to walk up to it.
"Fight!"
Wang Fu turned around, picked up a certain gold object from the ground, swung it a few times, and found that it was a candlestick. The place where the candle was inserted was sharp and could hurt someone.
"go!"
The screen rushed in front of me.
Wang Fu waved his arm, and the candlestick thrust forward, hitting the screen.
A burst of howling ghosts and wolves set off a cold storm, sweeping towards Wang Fu's door.
The candlestick pierced the screen, causing ripples to spread in circles. It looked like a paper screen, but it was tougher than cowhide.
What's even more horrifying is that ghost heads began to appear one after another on the surface of the originally blank screen.
The ghost's head is ferocious, painted with the freehand technique of ink and wash. The technique is superb, but the details are as clear as a relief. It seems as if it can break away from the screen surface at any time and fly into the air.
"Five!"
There are a total of five ghost heads on the screen, and the slight evil breeze blocks the stabbing of the candlestick.
The owner of the Taoist temple, with his hands tied behind his back, stands behind the screen, with his shadow cast on it.
Wang Fu was anxious. If he could not break the screen, he would be forced to the altar and fall into the trap of the master of the Taoist temple.
"Crush it for me!"
Wang Fu's blood was boiling, and the magic power in his body was rushing around. Finally, it gathered on his right leg and he kicked the screen violently.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but from the corner of my eye I saw light patterns resembling tortoise shells appearing on my right leg.
"Boom!"
His kick hit the screen, and then the Taoist temple owner screamed in surprise.
boom!
The screen fell to the ground on the spot, and the Taoist temple owner at the back stood there in shock.
"Where to go!"
Wang Fu stepped forward quickly, grabbed the opponent's sleeve, and pulled him back.
Unexpectedly, with unexpected ease, with a tear, the whole robe was pulled off.
"hiss!"
Wang Fu took a breath, it was indeed an empty frame, there was nothing under his robe.