From a human to a dog, Zhou can seem to adapt to his current identity very quickly.
Many people see this black dog that looks a little cute, and they will never associate it with a living person, let alone think that the soul in the dog comes from more than a hundred years later. He's also a terrifying demon cultivator.
Right now, the dog is standing on Changming's shoulders, making all kinds of expressions at Yun Weisi that ordinary dogs can't do at all. He seems to have seen through Yun Weisi's intentions. style of pride.
Yun Weisi's eyelids jumped.
He and Zhou Ke can be regarded as brothers in name. After all, they both worship under the same master. They are only a Taoist cultivator and a demon cultivator. Even when the headmaster of Wanjian Xianzong and Shenxiao Xianfu met him, he had to respectfully call him the first one, but the brothers and sisters have never dealt with him directly. The king does not see the king.
Yun Weisi has no sympathy for Zhou Ke.
In his opinion, the reason why the other party has been reduced to today's situation is entirely self-inflicted. But he knew that although the master was not obvious on the face, he still cared about this apprentice in his heart.
In other words, the four disciples all occupy a place in Jiufang Changming's heart. If he can save him, he will still reach out to save him.
Xu Shi thought of Zhou Ke's tragic situation in Wanlian Buddha Land, Yun Weisi dismissed the hand he was about to extend, glanced at the smug dog, and returned his eyes to Changming.
"You want to infiltrate the opponent's camp as a fox spirit."
If only the fox was at fault, I wouldn't stop it, but now the mastermind behind the scenes has not surfaced, and the spirits raging in Hongluo Town, in addition to the fox, there are dream demons, the enemy is dark and we are bright, the situation is complicated, Yun Weisi does not want He goes on an adventure.
Although the fox spirits were removed, the inn was still in chaos. Many people were still in shock. For fear that the monsters would suddenly appear out of nowhere, they were all suspicious and began to look for traces of spirits everywhere.
Yun Weisi found the inn clerk, who was hiding in the back kitchen and shivered. He heard them asking about Lao He's whereabouts. , the two of you have to go to the yamen to have a look, hey, it's better to leave, his caravan had such a big incident, everyone didn't sleep well, He Langjun was crazy again, sitting there without saying a word, I kindly went over and asked him if he wanted to drink water, and he looked up and stared at me, his eyes were so scary..."
Yun Weisi interrupted him: "What did he say when he was taken away?"
The man said: "He is full of nonsense, saying that the two Langjun killed his daughter and the rest of the caravan, how is this possible, we have seen it just now, if it weren't for you two, we would all die in that few. Under the hands of the monster!"
What's more, Lao He described Luo Tuo as a lunatic after losing his daughter. On the other hand, looking at the two in front of them, they were as elegant as gods.
The two left the inn.
It was getting late, and the snow had piled up again, and when you stepped on it, you sank into half your boot.
"Senior brother, let's do things separately. You go to the yamen to inquire about the situation, and I'll go to the fox spirit's lair."
Although he called Senior Brother in his mouth, his actions and speeches were unconsciously his original tone.
Yun Weisi knew that he couldn't stop him.
"Tongxin Bell, you take it."
Fang Cai Yun Weisi asked for one more from Jiang Li, and he put the bell in Changming's palm.
The palms of the two were together, and the bell still carried the other's body temperature. It was a little warm in their hands, and the seams were tightly fitted, and the wind and snow could not blow in.
"If anything happens, just call me."
Before Chang Ming pulled his hand, Yun Weisi let go first. He took a deep look at the other party, turned around and strode into the night.
The relationship between the two is very delicate. Chang Ming initially misunderstood that he was a Taoist companion, but later found out that he was not. It was just that the subtlety of ambiguity lingered.
Yun Weisi has affection for him, and this affection is still very deep. He can live and die together, or even die for himself.
What about yourself
Chang Ming looked at the fox spirit scratches on the back of his hand, and there was a faint burning pain there again.
Maybe when he comes back, there will be a clearer answer.
"and many more."
He stopped Yun Weisi, picked up the dog and handed it over.
"It's not convenient for me to take him with me, senior brother. If something is wrong with Lao He, he has a sensitive nose, which can come in handy."
Yun Weisi glanced at him with some disgust, without saying a word or objecting, he silently lifted the dog over with two fingers.
The dog was shocked: what is a sensitive nose, can it come in handy? Is it really possible to treat him like a dog? ! He is human!
Jiufang Changming, are you crazy!
The dog roared wildly, but was quickly cursed by Yun Weisi, unable to spit out the slightest sound, he could only stick his tongue out in vain, his eyes widened, doing what he thought was fierce but others looked ridiculous. Weird look.
He was picked up and left without the ability to resist, his limbs were hanging in the air, and the constant dog digging in the air didn't help.
When the figure of one person and one dog disappeared from sight, Chang Ming spread his hands.
There was a white paper human-shaped puppet lying in the palm of his hand, with dry dark red marks on it, which was the blood he had just extracted from the fox spirit.
Even if the memory is missing, it is firmly branded in the mind, and it has almost become an innate part.
He stood upright in front of his chest with his fingers and chanted the curse in a low voice.
In an instant, the golden smoke rose from his fingertips, and strands flowed into the puppet paper figurine. After the original dull color of the paper figurine was covered with a layer of golden light, it gradually became vivid.
The dark red bloodstains slowly melted into the puppet's body and disappeared. At the same time, the entire puppet turned a light red, like the rouge that was overturned on the girl's dressing table, and it had a charming beauty.
This paper figurine is completely different from the puppets that Chang Ming has made in the past. With the fox blood, it is the finishing touch and instantly has its own vitality.
Chang Ming took a breath, and the paper figure floated from his palm, gradually expanding in mid-air, becoming the height of a human body, and flutteringly close to Chang Ming, slowly blending into his body, completely becoming one.
Sun Wuxia stumbled out of the small door and happened to see Chang Ming looking back.
He immediately gasped for breath, opened his eyes wide, and looked terrified.
The person in front of him still vaguely retains the appearance of Jiufang Changming, but it is different.
The chin seems to be a little more pointed, and the complexion is also paler. The back half of the hair that was originally frost white has become completely black, especially the light red at the end of the eyes. It is a different person.
If the other party wasn't still wearing Jiufang Changming's clothes, Sun Wuxia would never be able to recognize his identity, he just thought it was another fox spirit.
Isn't that a male fox
"you… "
He opened his mouth, Xue and Feng poured into his mouth, Sun Wuxia choked, and couldn't help bending over to cough violently.
When he raised his head again, there was no one in front of him.
Sun Wuxia was stunned, standing in the snow for a while.
Could it be that Jiufang Changming has a fox spirit bloodline
No, he clearly wanted to disguise himself as a fox spirit and go deep into the tiger's den!
But if it is seen through, it means that there are no bones left. Those fierce and angry spirits will definitely tear him to pieces.
Forget it, what does this have to do with him? He is already a crippled person. A monk without an arm will be laughed at wherever he goes, right
Sun Wuxia was disheartened and wanted to go back to the inn to rest. As soon as he stepped on the threshold, he heard a lot of mourning inside. The fox spirit made a lot of noise just now, and many people were injured because of it. In the tragic state before his death, he retracted his foot that was about to cross the threshold, grabbed his empty sleeve, Sun Wuxia gritted his teeth, turned around and fell into the dark night again.
…
A Rong is running wildly in the snow.
She is thin and small, a little girl who starved for a long time and finally died of starvation.
This is the skin that A Rong finally found, and her companions laughed at her. She put a tall and handsome man, not a beautiful and charming woman, but chose this newly dead human skin to possess it. There is no color to speak of. For the fox spirits who value appearance, A Rong is the same as an outlier.
But now she is extremely fortunate that she chose this human skin, at least she can run faster and her body is more flexible.
A Rong turned a corner and hid in a stable, not daring to breathe.
The starving and freezing horses seemed to sense the alien invasion, and instantly became agitated. A Rong desperately suppressed his breath and shrunk his body into the deepest corner of the corner.
"What about people!"
"I just saw it!"
"I just said that something was wrong with that child. He died of starvation a few days ago. How could he come back to life? Sure enough, he was possessed by a monster!"
"Go, go look there!"
The cluttered footsteps came from far to near, lingering nearby. Following the noisy voices, the crowd soon ran in another direction. Before A Rong could breathe a sigh of relief, several people carried lanterns and shovels and began to search the stables.
"You can hide here too, come in and see!"
"Thanks to winter, otherwise it would be so stinky!"
"Okay, don't complain, that fox spirit should be injured, or else it won't run so slow, let's go to the yamen to receive the reward, isn't it a problem?"
"You are not afraid of revenge by its kind..."
Two or three people chatted, the swaying lamp shadow was getting closer and closer, A Rong was so frightened that her breath was frozen, and the snow fell on the tip of her nose, not daring to move.
One step, two steps, three steps.
She hides behind the wood stack, and as long as the oil lamp is close, her shadow can be reflected.
"who!"
There was a sudden movement outside, and the three of them suddenly turned around and chased out.
Before A Rong could react, his body had already been lifted up.
She was about to shout, but she felt a familiar breath and her mouth was covered.
"Don't yell, I'll take you out." The man whispered, his voice vibrating in his chest, and even A Rong's back buzzed.
The voice of the other party was something she had never heard before, but A Rong could recognize the aura of the same kind. She nodded and the other party let go, but she didn't shout.
A Rong found that the other party seemed to have a very high cultivation level, and the feet were free from dust. Escape into a dilapidated house.
Wind leaks from all sides, even the walls are half collapsed, and even the cold wind can't stop it. Naturally, no one lives in such a house.
The other party found a corner sheltered from the wind and put A Rong down.
"You are hurt?"
"It's okay, it's all a minor injury." A tolerance raised his head in pain, "Who are you, why don't I seem to have seen you?"
There are not many of the same kind in Hongluo Town. Many of them are temporarily possessed by human skin, and their voices and appearances are different. A Rong thinks that he recognizes most of them, but there is no impression of the person in front of him.
The other party turned around and took off his hood, with black hair and black pupils, long eyebrows and deep eyes, without any modification, it was plain to the extreme, but it was impossible for people to move their eyes away.
Arong looked stunned.