His forehead was on fire, and he rolled around irritably in the secret bag, took a needle from the cloth bag, and pointed it at the bald donkey's waist.
Xuan Min: "..."
Just when Xue Xian was about to turn the sky in secret, the master who stopped Xuan Min compared the notice, frowned and shook his head: "That's not right..."
"Isn't it?" The yamen behind him glanced at the notice.
"The age is not right, the difference is too much." The master said, "I don't look much like... From a distance, it's still a little interesting, and the lanterns are too young. Besides, it is said that the person to be caught is said to be too young. An extremely difficult monk to deal with, this master..."
The master's gaze subconsciously rolled around Xuan Min's waist, and glanced at the gray copper coin string. Although he didn't say it directly, his expression was obvious - this person in front of him is obviously a tender stubble, and the copper coin has not yet developed an oily skin. … high monk? What a joke!
For a stick that can be seen through at a glance, no one will have any respect for it.
Master glanced at his string of copper coins, and Sejian was obviously contemptuous. He raised his hand and waved at Xuanmin, and said, "Okay, there's nothing wrong with you, little master, let's go."
Xuan Min raised his foot and walked away, as if the fall just now was just a fall on his body.
But after he took two steps out, he glanced at the master's face indifferently, and said lightly, "You won't live long."
Xue Xian, who was thinking of a new idea in his secret pocket, slipped and almost tore himself apart: "..." That's great, don't waste your time, this bald donkey is rushing to find death!
But when he slipped, he accidentally stuck it close to the root of Xuan Min's waist. For some reason, he suddenly felt something in his mind "buzz", as if someone had tapped him in his head. Hong Zhong.
Chapter 4 Paper Man (4)
Xue Xian was stunned by this sudden shock, and sank back to the bottom of his dark bag. One was a little confused and a little surprised.
He was quiet for a while, then rubbed a little bit in Xuan Min's secret pocket again, and returned to the place just now. He listened to the rough white linen cloth, and then touched it up and down again in disbelief, but there was no response.
"Could it be the effect of the needle just now?" Xue Xian muttered to himself, and picked up the thin needle again.
"Ah - what is it that stabs me?" Jiang Shining said in a stern voice: "What are you tossing about?"
Xue Xian suddenly reacted and asked in doubt, "How can you speak again?"
Jiang Shining was stunned by this question.
Yes, today's hour has passed, so he should not be able to speak or move, how could he suddenly speak again
Could it have something to do with the shock just now? Not right either. Before that, Jiang Shining had already spoken, but neither of them responded.
Or... Is there really something good hidden in this bald donkey? Xue Xian thought to himself, and became even more curious. Without saying a word, he stabbed Xuan Min's waist with a needle again.
Xuan Min, who was about to step out of the circle of people, paused: "..."
Xue Xian was probably the first to be so unscrupulous when he was captured alive, and he was also a prodigy.
Xuan Min frowned, and squeezed out the paper-skinned man who had been restless from beginning to end in the dark pocket. Xue Xian, who was folded into several layers, tossed himself a little, but at first glance, it was only the size of a folded letterhead, without a human shape, and others could not see the name.
Xuan Min held Xue Zhipi's head unceremoniously, to remove a silver needle that was "adhered" to the paper.
However, the needle was "sticky" a little tight, as if it had grown on paper.
Xuan Min lowered his eyes and said coldly at Zhipi, "Let go."
Servants: "..." Is this monk who was kidnapped sick? Still pretending to be a ghost
Master Liu, who was startled by the sentence "You won't live long", came back and was immediately furious. He pointed at Xuanmin and scolded: "Well, you are a wild monk who doesn't know what's wrong, you describe a sneaky and unknown origin, even if it's not the offender in this portrait, I can take you first and wait until I find out your eighth generation of children and ancestors before discussing. , is completely in line with the law. I have a good intention not to care about you a lot, you don't appreciate it, but you curse me?! Come on—"
Before he could say this, Xuan Min interrupted: "Your seal hall is obscure, black and green on the outside, you are a sign that your luck is exhausted and your life is about to end. Besides, there is a blood mark on your left ear."
"What blood marks?" Master Liu subconsciously reached out and touched his ears twice, but there was no blood on his fingers.
"You can't see it." Xuan Min put the silver needle that was finally taken off