MTL - After Rebirth, I Returned to Miaojiang to Inherit My Family Business-Chapter 209

"Doug."

Wu Rong said indifferently, and then felt that the scepter in his hand froze, and all the small voices disappeared. Not long after, an increasingly loud weep sounded from the scepter, and the words of the scepter were full of excitement and happiness like weeping with joy.

'Doug, oh, you remember my name. What a great honor this is. I am nothing more than a scepter, what more can I ask for? Even if you only think of me when you need me, that's a huge, unimaginable honor for me, woohoo! '

Scepter was so full of emotion that he started crying again while talking. For a while, Wu Rong couldn't tell whether it came from the heart or the yin and yang, but it didn't matter, after all, it was just an unreliable tool stick to him.

"I want you to open the barrier of resentment."

Wu Rong ordered, which was also a kind of temptation: "Let me in."

‘Happy to serve you, but even if you are punished, the loyal Doug still wants to say that it is the best choice for you to take the opportunity to kill that weird celestial master, oh, I praise you, I hope the celestial master is okay. '

The chattering scepter swiped across the barrier of resentment, and the originally hard and indestructible barrier was like butter hitting a hot knife, easily opening a gap. The strange thing is that the resentment did not leak out from the gap, just like Moses divided the sea, the resentment from here to the ghost boy divided a path enough for Wu Rong to enter. But at this time, the reaction of the rune array became stronger and stronger, the entire rune array was trembling non-stop, and the rune fire burned like a phoenix flame, almost turning the entire canyon into a sea of ​​flames.

The situation was so critical that Fu Qing and Nan finally stopped fighting. They landed next to Wu Rong one after the other, and as soon as Fu Qing landed, his eyes were nailed to the scepter in Wu Rong's hand: "Evil thing."

‘What are you looking at, and then you will be blinded by it, you idiot. '

The scepter showed no sign of weakness, and shouted loudly.

Wu Rong: ‘Can he hear you? '

The arrogance of the scepter was immediately extinguished, and it was as docile and obedient as a shepherd dog: 'Of course not, only the most evil and terrifying existence is worthy of hearing me, I mean, only a big ghost like you is worthy. '

Wu Rong was expressionless: "Then you still beep." '

Scepter: qaq

"He's completely out of control."

There was another ear-piercing scream in the talisman array, Fu Qing looked away from the scepter, and said solemnly: "Time is running out."

Not much left, Wu Rong looked south and found that his eyes were half-opened, his eyelashes drooping down, covering his black pupils. Wu Rong couldn't see his expression clearly, but could only see the greeting card still held in his hand. Most of the handmade greeting card turned into light spots, blending into the faint white light unsealed around Nanshen, leaving only a small corner and the small pure white dried flower.

This time Nan didn't hold back anymore, he stepped into the resentment. Wu Rong was second, after Fu Qingjue. In the thick fog of resentment, I couldn't see my fingers. As soon as I entered Wu Rong, I found that he and Fu Qing were separated from Nan. Obviously walking on the same talisman rope, the front and back are very close, but they disappeared the moment they entered. Wu Rong lowered her head, and found that the talisman rope under her feet turned into a blood-stained stone floor at some point.

Hiss—

There was the sound of the huge reptile rubbing against the ground. Wu Rong turned around and found that it was a black and rotten python spirit that was as thick as a thousand-year-old tree. It rushed straight towards Wu Rong, trying to run over him without dodging or dodging. Normal people would dodge subconsciously at this time, but Wu Rong did not move. The python spirit passed through his body and hurriedly crawled forward.

is hallucination.

You don't need to look to know that the direction where the python spirit is rushing must be the scene where Kukuka was repeatedly swallowed by vicious dogs. Wu Rong looked at his hand, the silver-white scepter was still in his hand, and the emerald gems inlaid on the scepter were shining. Thoughtful, he picked up the scepter, and tried his old trick again, swiping at the illusion in front of him. Invisible water ripples spread out, and the illusion slowly disappeared in front of him, returning to the reality of howling winds, black mist permeating talisman fires and burning.

He was still standing on the talisman rope, with the abyss on both sides, as long as Wu Rong dodged just now, he might fall down. But when they returned to reality, Fu Qing and Nan were still missing.

‘It’s been a long time since I saw the real illusion. '

Scepter sighed softly, his emotions were a bit complicated. Wu Rong found that it liked to chatter a lot, like an old man who has hidden a lot of stories. Take the initiative to chatter without being asked too much.

‘Hey, this kid was pretty cute back then, back then...cough, cough, cough. "

As soon as the scepter was passed, he pretended to cough wildly, and the words stopped abruptly. Like those nasty, half-talking, secretive people. But Wu Rong felt that it was somewhat guilty, as if it had revealed something it shouldn't have said.

At first?

Wu Rong kept this point in mind, and temporarily suppressed the discussion, but asked: "What is a real illusion."

'This is the ability of the Indian boy and his big snake. It is very interesting. It can create illusions that are almost the same as reality according to people's hearts. '

It seemed that the scepter was a little disappointed that Wu Rong didn't go down to ask about this matter. It said quickly in a tone of regret or guilt: 'If the trapped person can't tell it's an illusion, he will be trapped in it. Yes, this ability is different from ordinary illusions. That is true. There is an illusory space that belongs to the illusion. It will not only confuse people's spirit, but also imprison his body, so it is called the real illusion. According to the celestial master kid, he was imprisoned in the real illusion. '

'Others can't help wake it up, he can only distinguish the true from the false by himself, break through the illusion and come out. Truth be told, you could actually get out of here, loyal Doug assures you nothing will stop you. '

The scepter murmured attentively: "The Indian boy is crazy, now it's not just the incarnation of resentment." He came out of the big tiankeng, if he didn't realize his obsession, it would be a troublesome job to drive him back. Furthermore, the changes in the cracks in the Great Tiankeng were not only caused by the Indian boy, and they were not the main culprit. '

Wu Rong keenly grasped the key point: "Who is the culprit?"

'The Great Tiankeng will not allow its sacrifices to escape. '

The scepter is cunning and evasive: "It will catch the sacrifice back and punish it. Yes, Datiankeng is still very stupid and easy to get angry. When it sees the escaped sacrifice appearing swaggeringly, it is easy to lose its mind. The foolish act of releasing an obedient victim to give him the strength to go after another. '

An obedient sacrifice, a fleeing sacrifice.

Wu Rong's heart sank slightly, involving the Great Tiankeng, the situation in front of him slipped in a worse direction. It's like choosing the wrong direction in the game, advancing from easy difficulty to nightmare difficulty. Right now, Wu Rong only has a scepter of unknown origin in his hands, and the current situation of the two people who can be trusted is probably worse than him. But the perception of danger and difficulty did not make Wu Rong flinch.

A black light flashed in his eyes for a moment, faintly showing the phantom of the nine-star ghost king roaring angrily, and was immediately submerged in darkness. Wu Rong's strength is still getting stronger, unlike the rapid improvement under the corpse cave, the slower but steady growth made Wu Rong more accustomed to it.

He couldn't fully confirm where these powers came from. It was different from the feeling of the surge in the unsealed power of the soul before. It seemed that invisible and pure energy came from all directions and entered Wu Rong's body through every pore in Wu Rong's body.

During the fierce battle just now, he was unconsciously absorbing and operating these energies, so he could easily devour the ghost king and dozens of ghost generals in the soul-invigorating streamer. There is no doubt that those are purely feminine forces, without any impurity, cold and cold. Although part of the talisman array was consumed, and because Wu Rong allowed the yin and yang fires to fuse together, a delicate balance was maintained.

But when he was fighting Luo Shiyi, the influx of power still made Wu Rong's body reach a certain critical point. Fortunately, when Fu Qing came, Wu Rong grabbed enough yang energy from him to suppress it. But now the closer he was to the center of the talisman array, the faster and more this energy poured in. Wu Rong rationally controlled the speed of absorbing energy, but the influence was still gradually manifesting on him.

Wu Rong's eyes were pitch black, bottomless. During the conversation with the scepter, Wu Rong had already walked to the center of the talisman array. The resentment that was originally thick and invisible is now like a diluted mist to him. Layers of dark resentment are gradually lifted like curtains, and a **** coat comes into view. Fu Qing and Nan stood there, back to back. Fu Qing held a mahogany sword in his hand, stood with his eyes closed, his brows were furrowed, and the corners of his lips were drawn into a straight line, as if he was confronting some kind of force. A thin black mist enveloped his Yintang, which was ominous and terrifying.

But Nan's situation was even worse, Wu Rong didn't come any closer, and his face darkened. Because he saw a child in the arms of the blood-clothed ghost.

It's more like a monster than a child. Black and gray rotten meat hung on the bone, and the bright red internal organs slid out of the abdominal cavity, and the marks left by the bite of the beast could be seen on the bone.

'I've been waiting for you for a long time. '

Although his voice was still hoarse and piercing, like the cry of a night owl, it was not difficult to hear that the child was acting like a spoiled child. His slender finger bones grabbed the sleeve of the big ghost, and there was a bit of viciousness in his out-of-frame eyeballs, but also a bit of innocence.

‘Fu Qingnan, can you play games with me, just play the one you taught me. '

The ghost boy giggled, and gathered the things in his hands in front of the big ghost. It was a mobile phone. But under the long silence of the other party, Guitong stopped laughing. The small gray face with a few pieces of flesh missing was expressionless, revealing a somewhat frightening and fierce look. But he didn't show it when he talked, still trying to pretend to be a normal boy. But his acting is as clumsy as a wolf pretending to be Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother.

'Why don't you talk, do you think I'm annoying? '

The ghost boy lowered his head in despair, said in a low hoarse voice, his voice trembling. Suddenly, he gasped as if he suddenly realized, and said excitedly: "I see, it's because there are no games on this phone, right?"

"Yes, that must be the case, my God, how could I make such a stupid mistake."

The ghost boy asked and answered, Wu Rong saw him grab a claw from the talisman rope under his feet, and a gray-white, dazed human soul was caught by the ghost boy.

"Sir, why is there no Snake in your phone?"

Guitong's polite and cute tone was evil and vicious: "I really shouldn't, I really shouldn't. Tell me, why don't you become that greedy snake?"

As he said that, Guitong's dry and thin lips parted into a big smile, and he stuffed his soul into the phone. But just when the soul was about to touch the phone, a hand stopped Guitong's movements, as if pressing the freeze button.

A big pale and translucent hand fell on Guitong's head, ignoring his blood-stained hair, and gently rubbed it.