The divine wine, divine tea and divine cakes were delivered to the travelers one after another. The children immediately began to eat and drink, and soon their eyes became dull and dull.
Xueming didn't touch the food. Mr. Xiong Tai walked up to him and saw that he refused to eat, so he kindly gave him some food.
"If you don't eat these things, you will suffer the pain of having your heart and bones ripped out when the hook is put on the scale - little one?"
Xueming answered frankly: "Mr. Xiong Tai, I came here to find the Black Eyed Senju - I want to ask her how to get out of the blissful space."
Like everyone else, Mrs. Xiong had the same doubts about Xueming's words: "Go out? Why go out?"
There is no concept of "going out" in this divine servant's mental model. His mission is to serve the Black Eyed Senju and perform anesthesia procedures for these travelers.
Xueming spread his hands and replied: "Look, you and Grandpa Bai Yuan don't know what [going out] means - we can't talk together."
"If you refuse to eat these foods, then it will be my dereliction of duty." Miyamoto Xiong couldn't care so much, and he began to worry: "If the Black Eyed Empress is blamed, my merits will be gone!"
At that time, Xueming was thinking - you are so indiscriminate and despicable that you don't have much merit left. You also like to use your big body to bully the small ones, use your 228 cm body to scare children, and feed these dead ghosts with ecstasy soup. .
He didn't think too much, didn't ask any questions, and showed the Sunny Day doll.
"You all know that I am very well-behaved. I promise you - if I go to see the Black-Eyed Empress in good health, she will definitely not be angry. On the contrary, she will be happier."
Mr. Xiong Tai is a person who is easy to fool, but at this moment he became dull and stubborn. He seemed to refuse to say anything and wanted Xueming to drink tea and eat cakes.
These foods should contain control commands specifically for the software prosthesis, which will gradually deprive the software of its five senses - Xueming could see it clearly. Taro, who was beaten half to death with his fists, had completely calmed down and lost his sense of pain, vision, and pupils. Also zooming in, like the drug-addicted brother Kanjuro whom he met in Community Zero before, his consciousness has left his body.
If he had followed Mrs. Xiong’s instructions and swallowed these drinks and snacks rashly, he might die without even knowing how he died.
Seeing that Xiong Tai was about to get angry, he compared the size difference between the two again, imagining the combat environment and general results in his mind. He couldn't think of a way to defeat the opponent head-on, so he finally put away his murderous intention and continued to persuade.
"Otherwise, Brother Xiong, don't worry."
Xiong Tai growled angrily: "Eat! Why don't you eat! Give it to me!"
Xueming's expression was kind: "Listen to my advice and do me a favor."
Xiong Tai reluctantly said: "Eat! I will feed you myself!"
Xueming finally grabbed the cup, and then her eyes turned cold——
——At that moment, Miyamoto Kumata felt the cold murderous intention, and the spiritual pressure burst out from the child, like ice and snow, and it was biting and cold. For a moment, his body froze and he could not move.
Seeing the tea cup slamming into the corner of the table, Xueming took the sharp piece of pottery and stretched out his hand to lift Taro into his arms. His movements were fast and ruthless, and he cut a deep bone along the sarcoma on the traveler's body. The injury comes.
Thick, dark blood spurted out from the sarcoma and sprinkled on the bamboo batting of the tatami. Half of the tea room was soaked with the fishy slurry.
The innocent and helpless Taro's body went limp, but he would not die. The software prosthetic body in the paradise space could never truly welcome death. As the contents of the software gradually disappeared, the memories he had worked so hard to collect were also exposed. In the air, it turned into a reflection in the plasma, and all kinds of strange noises were heard.
Xiong Tai turned pale with fright. He never thought that this cute child could have such a cruel and cruel heart.
The pottery fragment in Xueming's hand was dragged down along the distorted face in the sarcoma, half of the growth's skeleton was exposed, and the skull of the skeleton appeared from the wound.
"Mr. Xiong Tai, can you listen to me carefully?"
Xiong Tai nodded in panic, feeling a little scared for a moment, and he couldn't believe it——
——As the divine attendant of the Black Eyed Empress, she is a furbolg elf in the Fushan Forest. She is strong and powerful, but she was frightened by such a child and subdued by such a good baby.
Just in terms of momentum and courage, he was completely suppressed.
Xueming: "I'm really sorry for causing you so much trouble."
Cold sweat ran down Tai Xiong's forehead: "No trouble, no... no trouble."
"I have told you the whole thing, Mr. Xiong Tai - but you keep asking me to eat and drink these ecstasy soups, regardless of whether they can stand it or not. It's really confusing." Xueming hugged me. Sumitaro's posture became more and more intimate, the hug became tighter and the blood flowed more and more: "Mr. Xiongtaro, can't you understand what I said? I'm obviously speaking Japanese."
Mrs. Xiong didn't dare to act rashly: "I can understand! I can understand! I have a very flexible mind!"
Xueming: "I told the monkey outside the door the same thing - I want to get out of here."
Mrs. Xiong: “Yeah”
Xueming: "You don't know the method, it doesn't matter - I'll just ask Kurome Senju."
Mrs. Xiong: “Yeah”
Xueming: "I just thought that if I listened to you, I would lose some memories, and I wouldn't be able to walk out of here completely."
Mrs. Xiong: “Yeah”
Xueming: "So I discussed with you aloud whether it can be convenient, but you said no - so I used pottery fragments to ask you again, can it be convenient? Take me to the Black Eyed Senju. That’s it, don’t do unnecessary things.”
Without waiting for Mrs. Xiong’s answer——
——Xue Ming continued.
"Although I only have the abilities of an eight-year-old now, Mr. Xiong, although you look tall and strong, the fact is right in front of you that I can still hurt these travelers."
"You didn't even lift your hands, and I disemboweled this kid."
"If the two of us really fight, I will not sit back and wait for death, nor will I play wrestling games with you stupidly."
"There are still about ten children to be sent to the Black Eyed Senju. If I cut them all open, as Mr. Xiong Tai said - how much merit will you destroy? How much good deeds will you need to rebuild?"
As soon as these words came out, Xiong Tai's face became extremely ugly, as if he had been caught in the foot by Xueming.
"Then it's up to you?"
Xueming then said: "What ceremony will be held next?"
Mrs. Xiong took out a razor from her torn cassock——
——After seeing the knife, Xueming immediately became vigilant and his movements became more aggressive.
"No, no, no! No! Little King of Hell!" Mr. Xiong Tai immediately shouted: "No! I want to shave these children."
Xueming stepped aside step by step, abandoned Taro, and grabbed another traveler with intact sarcoma as a hostage.
"Please."
Miyamoto Kuma was so relieved. He was angry but couldn't get angry, so he thought to himself——
——How did this weird kid come to Fushan Lingtai Temple? There is no burden on him, nor does he seem to be a serious thinking model of reincarnation. The core of VENOM is milky white. Could it be that the gods created a new statue? Do you want to entertain me, the divine servant?
Holding the razor in hand, he began to shave the traveler.
Xueming's eyes widened and he looked carefully.
This sturdy man was able to cut his hair quickly and well. The gray hair of these stupid-looking travelers fell off in pieces. They originally had some subtle conditioned reflexes, but after shaving their hair, all natural reactions were gone.
He has seen this feature in Ye Zhong and You Guang. The hair of these two types of bionic modified humans is a universal interface, used to receive Falcon commands and link to terminals in various places. This is needed when transmitting large amounts of information. Fiber optic hair.
This is also the reason why Hayashiki has no hair. The day traveler and night traveler are under his jurisdiction, but do not need to accept the command of the security center. He can eliminate interference when facing ordinary criminal cases and has wartime decision-making power.
The hair of these travelers is a more precise sensor than their facial features. The razor scrapes away the troublesome hair. When they grow a head of blue hair again - and become young again, they can truly live a new life.
When Mr. Xiong Tai completed the tonsure ceremony and asked Xueming to hand over the hostages in his hands - the atmosphere in the room also relaxed.
"Now you can go see the Black-Eyed Empress." Mrs. Xiong put away the razor and dodged with lingering fear, not daring to look at this little King of Hell. He picked up the sluggish travelers, stabilized their bodies, tied their waists with a straw rope, formed a team, and took the initiative to send them outside the door - he then walked at the front, leading this group of walking corpses.
Xueming nodded, followed at the end, and pointed at the bloody Taro.
"What should I do with this guy?"
Xiong Tai thought for a while and suddenly whistled.
A fat man with dark skin hurriedly ran from the direction of the main temple. He was not wearing a monk's robe, only wearing linen pants and straw sandals. His hair was like wild boar arrow quills, and his eyes were fierce.
"Tai Xiong! What's wrong?!"
Mr. Xiong Tai discussed with the fat brother in a low voice.
"A traveler has gone crazy and the tributes he brought are scattered all over the ground. I want you to deal with them."
The fat brother walked forward quickly, as if impatient, grabbed Taro and held it over his head, raised his head and took a look, immediately opened his mouth wide, swallowed the jujube in a few bites, and the ragged sarcoma entered him. in the belly.
Xueming remained silent on the side——
——He has seen this scene of cannibalism many times. This is the first time he eats the flesh of cybernetics.
After the fat brother left, Mrs. Xiong whistled again, this time much softer, and saw a young girl running out of the guest room in the west wing.
The girl's appearance is somewhat similar to that of Ishihara Momo. They both have rabbit teeth, her upper lip is slightly protruding, she can never close her ear to ear, and she feels like she is snickering all the time.
A pair of blood-red eyes were spinning, as if his mind was alert. He was wearing a snow-white velvet coat. Without Xiong Tai saying anything, he immediately rolled around in the tea hall.
The blood stains on the ground remained on the cold clothes, the tatami and floor became clean, and the blood was absorbed by the girl's clothes.
The white rabbit also turned into a pink rabbit. She didn't say anything and immediately returned to the wing.
These divine attendants perform their own duties, like employees in various departments of the office——
——The old man White Ape brought people in and told them about the reincarnation process. Miyamoto Kumata was responsible for processing the wool, taming the disobedient travelers, and removing their five senses and universal interfaces.
Brother Wild Boar wants to eat the disobedient tribute and get rid of the traveler's garbage software skeleton.
The white rabbit girl is responsible for cleaning redundant data and tidying up the house.
In the end, this rabbit sister aroused Xueming's strong curiosity——
——He has seen the images of Zhong Kui and Ishihara Momo, whether it is the posters of Little Guandong City or during the battle process, he has a relationship with these two ladies.
The Tuya girl who was cleaning the room just now is almost identical to the genetic prototype of Momo Ishihara. So is there a possibility that these divine attendants are actually clones of Momo Ishihara who were recompiled after the ascension program after her personality split?
But now was not the time to explore these secrets. He quickly followed Mrs. Xiong's team and arrived at the incense hall of the temple in the blink of an eye.
The statue of the Kuro-Eyed Senju is lying here. Counting from one shoulder that is in contact with the ground to the other shoulder, the statue in the temple alone is more than thirty meters high.
The white ape knelt in front of the statue, waiting for travelers to come in and pay tribute. On either side of the altar are scales and hooks. They all asked the old man to hold a copper basin, dip cedar twigs in clean water, and wash them spotlessly.
Mr. Xiong Tai handed the straw ropes that bound the travelers to White Ape, knelt down and kowtowed with the Black-eyed Empress, and immediately returned to the bell pavilion in the west chamber.
Xueming observed the objects in the environment. It seemed that the ritual sword and ghost-killing mace on the ten-minute altar were very good weapons. If he couldn't chat with this black-eyed woman, he was ready to take action. Persuasion.
White Monkey hung the first tribute on the iron hook, took the ceremonial sword, cut off the sarcoma on the traveler's back, and sent it to the other end of the scale - when the scale tilted, he said this like the Kurome Senju announcing the name of a dish. The good and bad deeds in life are all expressed in the form of haiku songs.
Xueming couldn't understand these things. He only knew that on the other side of the iron scale, if the sarcoma was heavier than the traveler, he would get a start-up capital, and the traveler would be reincarnated with a lot of property. The money that will not be taken with you in life or death seems to have broken the boundary between life and death.
Kurome Senshou stretched out his huge fleshy palm and gently crushed the sarcoma, which was equivalent to absorbing the data packets. These mixed and rich experiences became treasures in the bank vault, which had to be re-screened and sorted, and valuable things It will become a commodity on the market and packaged into modules for sale.
She blew a gentle breath on the traveler on the iron hook, as if scanning the code on a laser machine. There was a string of product barcodes on the traveler's forehead. The signature was re-stamped, and the tool could be put into production again.
The white ape old man picked up the ghost-beating stick and beat the traveler's prosthetic body hard. The unfortunate child fell from the hook and fell into the incense burner, disappearing immediately.
After watching the ceremony, Xueming gradually felt confident.
The corpse hook is an index prop used to capture target anchor data.
The ritual sword is used to unpack and divide electronic instruments for data partitioning.
The Merit Scale is an algorithmic tool for estimating the value of goods.
The ghost-fighting stick is the backdoor for the reincarnation of software corpses.
Then you can leave from here after getting the ghost-killing stick.
"Then you can get out of here with the ghost-killing stick."
The Black Eyed Thousand Hands said this to Jiang Xueming.
"You were thinking about this just now, right?"
The atmosphere suddenly became awkward. The old white ape was still performing the reincarnation ceremony, ignoring Xueming and the gods, as if he hadn't heard anything. He had to run the program to regain his mind.
Xueming didn't reply. He raised his head and looked at the huge statue.
Kurome Senju continued:
"——This woman seems to be able to read my mind and spy on my thoughts."
"That's what you're thinking in your head."
Xueming still didn't reply. Instead, he folded his hands with interest, tilted his head slightly and squinted his eyes, looking directly into the eyes of the god.
Kurome Senju then said——
"——How does this guy infer my thoughts?"
"Is it pheromones? Or is it observing the brain's neural network? Perhaps it is based on expressions and conditioned reflexes to make judgments?"
"Current changes in the language area of the brain? No matter what, it seems that no thoughts in her heart can be hidden from her."
The god's tone changed, returning to his kind and kind tone.
"Jiang Xueming, put away your bold ideas."
"Are you really going to go to war with my divine servants on my territory?"
"Do you think you have the strength now?"
"In the [Elysium Space], your soul power is not with you either."
"if."
The words have not yet fallen——
——Xue Ming shouted loudly.
"[Sweet Dreams·Fragrance Fantasy]!"
It's a pity that the big steel cat didn't come to Xueming's side immediately. This patron saint who has tried everything before seems unable to come to this place.
"Hehehehehehehehe." The skull of the Black-Eyed Senju split into a big bright red mouth: "Struggle is in vain. I know what you are thinking. I have seen countless brains - —The pulse activity of the mental model, the logical circuit of language, in my eyes, your thinking is transparent."
"With your weak body, without the help of soul power, you are no match for me."
"Open up to me! Please me! Try to please me!~"
At this moment, the reaction seemed to be half a beat too slow. A slender arm emerged from the young Xueming's arm. The steel kitten struggled to squeeze out the spirit body bit by bit.
It was completely confused and couldn't figure out what was going on. One second it was chatting with its second brother, and the next second it felt a strong suction. The whole cat got into the gunsmith's physical arm, and got into it. It’s inside the VENOM core.
It was still screaming before leaving, and when it came to Xueming's side, it finally finished screaming.
"Got to be sucked in!"
Xueming lightly slapped Hunwei and said tepidly: "Please wake up!"
Fragrant Fantasy was as tall as a small snowflake. It didn't recognize it for a while, so it asked arrogantly.
"Who are you little brat!"
Xueming: "I am your father."
Fragrant Fantasy: "Fart!"
Xueming gave it another slap in the face, which happened to be when SD usually fished live fish from the fish box to use as toys. Xueming's fatherly punishment method for naughty spirits was full of love.
Fragrant Fantasy's helmet was knocked to one side. It straightened its iron helmet, covered its face and exclaimed.
"That's right! It's you!"
When one person and one cat came to their senses, the black-eyed Senju who had just finished his harsh words was motionless.
She seemed to be frightened, and her front legs were still shouting to please her. The moment her back legs saw the fragrant dream, her face changed drastically, and her body was slowly blurring, like the projection technology of virtual reality, the waveform of sound waves. Disappear, the huge form cannot be maintained, and will turn into a ball of dust.
Xueming pointed at the black-eyed empress: "This woman wants to run away! SD!"
"Got it!" Fenfang Huanmeng quickly jumped out——
——The steel fists and iron claws left several afterimages in mid-air, scratching the face of the Black-Eyed Senju.
Only then did Xueming realize that this Bodhisattva statue had no entity at all, she was a projection!
Fragrant Fantasy rushed out of the extreme shooting range of 16 meters, kicking and punching in mid-air. It was not used to this body, and fell down on the altar. It was in a mess, crawling and climbing in this huge projected virtual image. Drill in and out and break open a few holes.
At this time, the old man White Ape hugged the ceremonial sword and the big stick, and a few of them jumped up and down, as if they had seen the Lord of Hell, and fled out the door as fast as they could fly. The Black-eyed Empress sent a message to the White Ape, because she was afraid of the fragrant dream. Strength - He must quickly pack up and run away. He must not let Jiang Xueming find the magic weapon of Lingtai Fushan Temple. If such a ferocious and vicious devil is released into the realms of Shinto City, all living beings will be devoured and bloodied.
"These monsters are playing tricks here. Stop sleeping and get up and work!" Xueming ran out of the door, trying to catch up with the white ape. He called Fengfang Huanmeng to follow him quickly. He ran forward a few steps, but because of the range limit, The software prosthetic skeleton led the steel kitten all the way out of the door.
The pagoda outside the door seemed like snow that had seen the sun and quickly melted into a pile of dust.
The wild boar who had just devoured the traveler grabbed a rusty, blood-stained iron Zen staff and stood guard here with a fierce look on his face. In the distance, the old white ape had a flexible figure. He had already climbed up the huge cedar tree and was running and leaping in the forest. , and disappeared.
"My name is Inoyama Hiroshi! The evil spirit who destroyed Lingtai Fukuyama Temple!"
"Your evil deeds end here!"
(End of chapter)
