Cang Ji's tinge of blood on the tip of his tongue turned into a surging spiritual energy, and the sweetness and deliciousness poured into his throat surged up, making him impatiently revealing his deep teeth.
The Rakshasa bird rushed to the ground with the wind, but before it fell, Cang Ji firmly grasped the silver claws, and then its entire giant body was turned by Cang Ji. The ghosts didn't have time to back away, and were hit and scattered by the Rakshasa bird.
"Capture if you don't have it!" The ghost scolded, spinning around and throwing a long chain.
The iron chains all around were shaken apart in the heavy snow, like a lot of pythons spitting out letters, thunderous thunder. Cang Ji dodged under his feet, with a strong body, he flashed past the interlaced iron chains, turned over and stood firmly on the chain net. His toes pressed against the chain, and when he fluttered it, he saw the ghosts around him who were pulling the chain jumped up, led by the chain, and smashed into a ball.
Seeing this, the Rakshasa bird jumped up and wanted to leave, and Jinglin stepped forward, and it was like hitting the wind wall, and the resentment rolled to the ground. It twitched on the ground, its claws spasmed, and the bell rang louder and louder. I saw that it was aware of the danger, and the ghost appeared in a stern voice, and it was crowded with a bird on the same face, which was extremely terrifying. Soon, the stench of corpse enveloped the surroundings, and it was swallowing the copper bell in its belly, trying to break through the deadlock and escape.
"Where is the copper bell?" Cang Ji took Jing Lin by the wrong side, kicked the Rakshasa Bird Ling up, and blocked the ghost's raid.
Jing Lin said: "In its belly."
The Rakshasa bird rolled on the ground, and suddenly fluttered its wings, making a shrill cry. It no longer recognizes things, and it tugged at the ghost messenger's chain and tore it apart. The floating head bit a ghost messenger in half like tearing a piece of paper, then tilted its neck and swallowed it.
"He's actually a greedy eater." Cang Ji pressed his knuckles at the rushing Rakshasa bird, laughed casually in the clack, and said leisurely, "It's a coincidence, I'm your patriarch."
When the sound fell, Cang Ji burst out. The body is like a wild geese, stepping on the snow and volleying into the sky. He weighed the chains, but the ghosts escaped without being noticed, and were dragged back by a strong force. The Rakshasa bird's eyes were already red, and it would tear it apart when it met anyone. Hearing the wailing of the ghosts, it was actually fed to the Rakshasa bird by Cang Ji one by one.
"How's it going?" Cang Ji stepped on the back of Rakshasa Bird's head, swinging the chain and whistling in the snow, "Come on, let me know, and I'll keep you safe in the future."
The Rakshasa bird shook its head and rammed, but Cang Ji couldn't stand it. The Rakshasa bird lost its head and turned its gaze on Jinglin. Before its wings were spread, it was restrained by the iron chain. The back of his neck sank, and he immediately fell to the ground. The chains stretched straight, nearly deforming its neck. The Rakshasa bird screamed, and all the faces on the face rushed to beg for mercy.
"Where are you going?" Cang Ji kicked its two heads.
The Rakshasa bird wailed with one face and the other flattered, and said in unison: "Forgive me... Forgive me!"
"Forgive you?" Cang Ji half-squatted in front of it and suddenly smiled, "Of course it is possible, but you have to answer a few questions for me."
Rakshasa Bird's eyes turned flexibly, and the other eyes were pitiful, and said repeatedly: "You ask, you ask."
Before Cang Ji beckoned, Jing Lin was already by his side.
Jinglin said, "Who gave you the copper bell?"
Rakshasa Bird covered his face restlessly, his eyes wandered, his mouth giggled hoarsely, and evaded, "Eat whatever you want, whatever you want!"
Jinglin didn't debate the truth with it, just nodded slightly, and continued to ask: "You are living in a tomb and turning into corpses, why do you come here to find food?"
The Rakshasa replied, "It's delicious here."
Jinglin didn't ask anymore, Rakshasa Bird saw Cang Ji stood up, and he showed his fierceness and said, "Let me go, hurry up."
All the chains in Cang Ji's palm fell to the ground. He raised his chin to Jing Lin and said, "Turn your back or close your eyes, just pick one."
Jinglin's profile was covered with snow, and he only took out the cotton pad, wiped his fingers carefully, and said, "Don't splash it on your clothes."
"It doesn't matter if it gets dirty, you can just put it on for me." Cang Ji put the Rakshasa bird's face upright with his feet, and smiled condescendingly, "Don't mention it, Daddy just opened his belly to sample something."
The Rakshasa bird's eyes widened and twisted violently. Its neck was tightened by the iron chain, and the end stepped on the sole of Cang Ji's shoe, and it became more and more stretched. The Rakshasa bird was swollen on both sides, the agitation in the throat was vague, and the sound of "clicking bang" was gradually heard, and the body was twitching. The aura all over his body was like being ripped off by a knife, and he didn't even let go of the cracks in the bones. Its four eyes rolled up together, and it died.
Cang Ji squatted in the pool and washed his hands again and again. He put the tip of his nose to sniff, but still felt that there was still a stench. He threw the water irritably, rushed to the shore and lost his temper, "It stinks to death."
Jing Lin was so sleepy that he closed his eyes at the moment, and only hummed perfunctorily on the tree, and didn't even bother to open his eyes. It was still night, and the cold outside made the tip of his nose red.
Cang Ji stood naked in the water, the goose feather snow covered his shoulders and arms, turning into water droplets in an instant. He didn't seem to know the cold, and he didn't feel that something was wrong when he was buried halfway in the water.
"Hey." Cang Ji shook the water drop, "Is that bell really not yours?"
Jing Lin slowly pulled back his consciousness, and "um" again, counted as an answer. He was taken a few drops of blood by Cang Ji tonight. Hearing the sound of hooting in the water, Cang Ji walked to the shore, and with his arms up, he turned over to Jing Lin and stood looking down at Jing Lin.
"It took a lot of effort, but it's a fake. I have no credit and hard work, you have no idea what it tastes like." Cang Ji raised his arms and sniffed, and kicked Jinglin's waist lightly with his feet. , "Is there any taste?"
Jing Lin opened his eyes tiredly, and the first thing he saw was the fat fish's shameless belly, his straight and strong legs, and the naked and honest hidden parts.
Jing Lin looked away a little and said, "No more."
Cang Ji squatted down and approached Jing Lin. His face is so cheap, and his eyes are so full of style, so pressing in front of him, Jing Lin's eyes unconsciously have to give in hastily.
"Did you notice it early on and deliberately tricked me into digging it out?"
There was a little surprise on Jinglin's face, and he could even be called "innocent", saying, "Why should I lie to you?"
Cang Ji looked at him suspiciously, and said, "Tonight is full of weirdness. It doesn't look like a coincidence, but it looks like someone has been plotted. Why are the ghosts chasing after us?"
"Their chains are empty, and they didn't hold the soul. Someone else must have stolen it first." Jing Lin leaned back slightly, "Put on your clothes."
Instead of retreating, Cang Ji advanced and said, "What does that have to do with us?"
Jinglin said: "A family of four lost their lives. This case was a strange one, and it attracted Rakshasa birds. The ghosts couldn't find the ghosts. We appeared by coincidence. It is reasonable for him to suspect."
They were led by the copper bell, but the bell taken from the belly of the Rakshasa bird was not the one that Jing Lin lost.
"Who wants to trap you?" Cang Ji said, "We go down the mountain to keep secret, and the god in charge here can't see you, who else would know?"
Jinglin's identity is delicate. Whether this body is a human, a demon, a ghost or a god is still difficult to determine, but from the stories Cang Ji learned, everyone thinks that he is dead. So who, who knows both the beauty of Tongling and Jinglin's temperament
"Maybe I don't know." Jing Lin slammed his frozen hands, "The copper bell falls into the hands of mortals, and the aura overflows, and it is inevitable to teach people to notice. As long as you have a little cultivation, you will know the benefits of this thing. Since he is a civet cat To change the prince, I must have obtained the real one, and I was worried about you and me chasing, so I put a fake one to block the way."
But the timing was too good, which made Jing Lin suspicious. There may be some candidates in his mind, but he didn't mention them at all.
"Isn't that the real copper bell no more traces?" Cang Ji said.
"Yeah." Jing Lin looked at him quietly, "Now is a good time to eat me."
"That's my business." Cang Ji almost said "it's none of your business", he endured it before saying, "You don't want to live like this?"
Jing Lin said, "Is it strange not to want to live?"
His eyes were surprisingly pure at this moment, as if he was asking a question sincerely, but it seemed like he never got an answer.
Cang Ji was at a loss for words, he wanted to refute, but also felt that he had nothing to say.
Does Jing Lin live or not, is it none of my business? As long as he is eaten, he will be with him all his life, neither leaving nor abandoning. That's it, their friendship in the past is over. As for whether he wants to live or not, what does this have to do with his own desire to eat him
Cang Ji said on the other side of his heart.
The old man is not happy.
So he roughly pulled out the brand-new clothes from the air, and replied: "Strange, so weird!"
Cang Ji wore it for a while, and when he saw Jinglin's subtle eyes, he hesitated to speak, and said a little proudly: "Where are you going to see? You are allowed to praise. If it is not praise, don't speak."
Jing Lin stopped talking, and when the two got off the tree and went back, Cang Ji always felt that the clothes were annoying and inconvenient. Quietly returning to the inn all the way, Jing Lin just closed his eyes and was slammed on the back.
Cang Ji said fiercely, "Why didn't you remind me if your pants were turned upside down?!"
He turned the person over, but saw that Jing Lin didn't open his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep. Cang Ji was both annoyed and hated, and said in a low voice, "Fake it again!"
The little stone man got out from under the pillow and sat on the side laughing until he rolled. Cang Ji let go of Jing Lin and planted it aside, beating the quilt in annoyance. He stared at Jing Lin's Anzhi Ruosu's profile fiercely and ruthlessly, eager to bite him again immediately.
The next day, Cang Ji sat up and saw that Jinglin was still awake, so he picked up the little stone man and placed it on his shoulders, yawning and went downstairs to have fun. He imitated Jing Lin's appearance, and threw a few silver beads to the shopkeeper. He listened to the shopkeeper blowing the cook into hype, and ordered something casually.
"Do you eat?" Cang Ji raised his arms and said to the little stone man, "It's strange, you don't have a mouth and you don't eat spiritual energy, so what do you do all day long?"
The little stone man sat on his lap, holding his chopsticks neatly, as if he was sitting and waiting to eat. Cang Ji thought it was ridiculous, and at the same time thought it was cute, he couldn't help turning his legs, watching it swaying from side to side, kicking himself a few times angrily, and he felt happy.
While teasing it, I suddenly heard someone whispering in the hall.
"There's a big case today! Do you know the old man Chen who sells sugar in the west? His neighbor reported to the official this morning, and someone from the government office smashed the door and opened it, ho! A family of five, all gone!"
Five
Cang Ji moved in his heart.
Isn't it four