The Story of a Plane Merchant Selling a House

Tutu patted the plant with lantern flowers,

"Turn on the light~"

The plant was motionless.

"Then I'll go up and pick the lantern myself."

The plant slowly and hesitantly lit up a lantern flower.

"There are still six that are not lit,"

The remaining six flowers slowly lit up as well.

The plants were really afraid of her.

I climbed into the glowing big lantern flower and sat down. I took out my phone and started recording. I filmed everything from all angles.

The lantern flower she was sitting on was shaking a little, and her camera even had residual images.

Helplessly crawling out of the lantern flower, she could ask it to turn on the light, but she couldn't force it not to be afraid or trembling.

Climb to the top of the lantern flower and look at the fantastic night view with fluorescent lights flashing in the distance.

As expected, I was still very envious. She put on the newly made clothes and fake flower buds.

He controlled his spiritual energy and flew to a place far away from the plants. He flew about two kilometers before stopping.

But as soon as she stopped, all the bugs in the area started to flee frantically.

There was even a large insect carrying another type of insect on its back that had just arrived in the area.

I was just about to catch and eat a few small bugs that had taken a ride without saying hello.

I felt the breath that frightened the insects.

I can only continue to run away with the bugs on my back.

Tutu touched the fake flower bud on his head, very confident.

She now looks like she is dressed like the native life, and the plants probably can't tell her apart.

She ran enthusiastically toward the beautiful plants,

A tall plant with a light-transmitting trunk that looks straight like a lighthouse.

Some plants have all their branches twisted and curled, with only the tips of the leaves emitting a yellow fluorescent light. When an escaping insect passes by, the branches and leaves move slightly, rolling up the insect and stuffing it into a large hole in the center of the branches and leaves.

It was so magical that Tutu couldn't wait to jump off the flying skateboard.

In an instant, all the plants that were busy catching insects stopped.

Tutu took a small tentative step.

Swish~ All the plant lights went out.

Those with luxuriant branches and leaves are busy folding them, those with flowers are busy hiding their flowers,

What? She has disguised herself, but the plants are still afraid of her.

Could it be that these plants secretly breathed air and frightened her without her knowing?

Tutu looked down at his own attire, and it was no different from that little prisoner.

Maybe this outfit doesn't look right, if she changes into another one and changes her position, it should be fine.

Swish~ Another area turned off the lights.

Putting aside his thoughts of having fun, Tutu pulled off the fake flower bud on his head and returned to his original position dejectedly.

There were also the materials she had collected and the little captives she had captured.

It was still pitch black and silent here. The only thing that was still lit was the lantern flower that she had threatened.

Tutu went over to take a photo of the main trunk of the lantern flower.

"They are unwilling to light up for me, so you are the best."

The main stem of the lantern flower under my hand was shaking even more violently as if it had gone mad.

Forget it, she should go back and see her little captive.

The little prisoner was sleeping very soundly, but his eyeballs were moving very fast and his fingers were trembling and twitching.

Tutu came closer to take a look.

Suddenly the little captive opened his eyes a little,

With a desperate expression, his lips trembled and he uttered a breath.

When using synaesthesia, the meaning that is not clearly expressed cannot be translated.

Tutu frowned. What did the little prisoner say?

I was just caught by myself. I am afraid even in my dreams. Am I that scary?

Moreover, even when he was first captured by her, the little captive's expression did not look so desperate. He could even secretly observe his own expression and talk nonsense about having an 800-year-old mother above and a three-month-old child below.

Tutu was very concerned about the strange behavior of the little prisoner.

She always felt that the way the little captive looked at her during the day was filled with fear and greed.

But when the little captive murmured with narrowed eyes just now, that was an extreme feeling of despair.

Very divided, like two different people. Could it be that the creatures in other dimensions are also like those in their own dimension, with too much pressure per person and prone to schizophrenia?

She wanted to catch the little captive to lead the way, but it was dark before twenty minutes had passed. As soon as it got dark, the little captive fell asleep. After such a delay, she finally figured it out and decided to use the truth talisman.

If the little captive is not a threat to her and her position is not a big problem, she can let her go. Otherwise, she can directly search her soul without worrying about the sequelae caused by the soul search technique.

He took out the truth talisman and stuck it directly on the little captive's forehead.

"What kind of creature are you?"

Strangely, Tutu heard a different voice.

It was a young and anxious voice.

"I am a human being. I am a human being."

The color of the flower bud suddenly darkens.

The little captive's eyes suddenly opened, his bloodshot eyes stared straight at the picture, and then his expression changed.

"Sir, our clan leader is a powerful priest. Although you are also very strong, it is not worth it to offend a powerful priest for no reason because of a small person like me."

He even threatened her, hinting in his words that he had a strong background. He really had a lot of ulterior motives.

Moreover, the other party was not under the control of the Talisman of Truth. A person in a coma would not open his eyes under the influence of the Talisman of Truth. The fact that the little captive spoke with her eyes open only meant that she was not under control.

Tutu had a serious expression. She had clearly felt the truth talisman taking effect. The truth talisman acted on the soul, and the fact that it had not lost its effect meant that a soul had been controlled.

Who is this soul that is threatening me with words?

Two souls in one body? Are all creatures in the other world so strange?

When she was asking the question, the color of the flower bud suddenly darkened. This was not an illusion.

Relying on the intuition of a cultivator,

He quickly took out a new truth talisman and pasted it on the flower bud.

"Who are you? What kind of creature are you?"

The bud color changed from pink to red and then slowly to purple, then quickly withered and separated from the little girl.

He was able to break free from the restraints of the Truth Talisman. Ruifeng said that those below the Foundation Establishment Stage had no way to break free from the control of the Truth Talisman.

This flower bud doesn't look like it has foundation building stage cultivation.

As the bud fell away, the little girl's life force quickly faded.

Tutu controlled a wisp of spiritual power to hold her for a moment.

What's going on? It's just a truth talisman, why did the flower bud wither?

And what was that childish voice when I first put up the truth talisman?

Tutu took out a blood-recovering pill and tried to feed it to the little prisoner, but the little prisoner clenched his teeth and couldn't get it in.

According to the investigation, the life fluctuations of the little prisoner are already very weak.

He crushed a blood-recovering pill and let the powder seep slowly through the gaps between his teeth.

After about half an hour, the little girl's breathing gradually stabilized.

Tutu kept thinking back to the childish voice after he put on the truth talisman.

"I am a human being. I am a human being."

There was an urgency in the voice, a voice full of despair and fear.

Tutu wanted to check again the dried flower bud that fell off the little girl's head.

It turned out that only withered petals were left, and the stamens and disc were nowhere to be seen.