dragon pen

As the saying goes, cats die for money, and birds die for food.

Tai Lianqing has returned to the appearance of a big fat cat. When lying on the bed in a big character shape, there is always a sense of sadness and sadness - the big fat cat's eyeballs are rolling in the eye sockets, looking at the slender figure The teenagers lay down side by side in silence...

Not far from them, walking up and down the room with his waist swaying, arranging and placing the materials needed for a while——

"The soil in front of the gate of the temple where thousands of devout men and women stepped on; the first drop of morning dew that drips from the bodhi leaves in the early morning; the pollen that is ground from the last flower that withers in winter," Fuyao took out everything, Glancing at a person and a cat lying on the bed not far away, "They are all expensive and good things. Grandma Yaoxian is hard to come by. Remember to pay the bill later."

Su Lian stood aside and watched.

At this time, Fuyao twisted his waist and came in front of him, his nails painted with bright red Danko raised the calamity god's jaw——

"The blood of the gods of the upper realm is the medium. In a short period of time, mortals will not be mortals. There is an immortal weapon in the soul that can be accepted by the gods of the lower realm."

Small wounds appeared on the white chin of the young man, and the red blood dripped down Fuyao's fingertips into the small knife in her hand. She withdrew her hand and stretched out her tongue to lick the blood on the fingertips... Watching, the small wound quickly healed and disappeared.

She smiled, turned around and returned to the altar where the battle was set up, her laughing expression subsided, she smashed all the materials, and touched the soil, pollen and things containing Su Lian's blood between Zhang Ziyao's forehead, and then moved freely muttering words——

"Original Anzhen, tell all spirits; Yuedu Zhenguan, the gods of the upper and lower (the gods of the land), the left and the right, don't be alarmed; return to the right way, clarify the inside and outside; each place, guard the front of the altar; Order, to hunt down evil spirits, to protect the king of Dharma, to defend Chanjin; to convert to the Dao, Yuan Henry Zhen—”

"Hurry up as a law!"

Fuyao's voice echoed in his ears.

Zhang Ziyao only felt that his body became lighter and lighter, as if he was gently peeled off from his body by a pair of gentle hands—the warmth in the blood became palpable, they were rushing, pulsating and pulsating. full of energy...

At that moment, Zhang Ziyao seemed to feel that he knew every part of his body - every pore, every hair - he guessed that this was the effect of Su Lian's blood that was temporarily integrated into his body...

After a while he opened the market and felt cold.

Fuyao's voice became more and more indistinct.

Zhang Ziyao felt the turmoil in his soul, as if the body could no longer bear his soul well... So he broke free from it, and threw himself at another body according to his body instinct. Zhang Ziyao felt at ease and warm, and he Opening his eyes, he got up from the bed, and then looked fascinated at the thick and long piece between his legs...

Tail.

If the tail is east, his eyes will be east; if the tail is west, his eyes will be west——he found that he suddenly became very interested in furry things, so he chased his tail around the bed lock up……

Until a pair of hands picked him up from the bed, he flapped his paws——

"I also meowed like this when I first became a cat," Zhang Ziyao saw his familiar face enlarged and approached him, "The body of a mortal is really heavy and cold, but I haven't seen my ten fingers like green onion meow for a long time. "

Zhang Ziyao looked at "Zhang Ziyao" and said, "I decided to lose weight in the future."

Zhang Ziyao: "..."

Zhang Ziyao lowered his head, pressed his furry stomach - let go of his claws, his stomach bounced like a ball, Zhang Ziyao: "..."

If cats have expressions, then at this moment his face should be capitalized indifference.

He raised his head with difficulty - it is impossible to imagine how a person with such a short neck has the courage to live for hundreds of years - he watched his body take out an umbrella from nowhere, propped it open on his head, When it was closed again, Zhang Ziyao only heard a "poof", and a puff of smoke buried himself. His furry paws were gone, replaced by fat and short hands; Righteous God" small wooden sign, like a pregnant belly in October...

Zhang Ziyao looked back at the back of his ass - great thing, the tail was gone too - which meant that the last expected part of the body was also gone.

...Why did Tai Lianqing feel that others would take over his body and was reluctant to come?

Zhang Ziyao looked at his little golden shoes with a dazed expression. At this time, Tai Lianqing's oil-splashed paper umbrella was stuffed into his hands. He raised his head in a blink of an eye, and saw the familiar face of "Zhang Ziyao" close at hand: "The divine descent can only last for an hour. Hold this umbrella. This is your certificate for crossing the steps of the Nantian Gate. Then you can meet Lord Zhu Jiuyin."

Zhang Ziyao nodded, and said thank you quite sincerely, Tai Lianqing murmured and told him to go back quickly, Fuyao also frowned slightly and looked at Su Lian——

Su Lian took Zhang Ziyao's hand and said softly, "Don't worry, I'm here."

Zhang Ziyao trusted him completely and nodded seriously.

There was a brief moment of silence in the room.

Fuyao looked helplessly at the handsome young man in front of him holding the hand of a middle-aged fat man, with tenderness in his eyes; while the middle-aged fat man had a pure face, looking at Su Lian's eyes full of reassurance and trust, this scene——

"...You two, hurry up," Fuyao threw away the little scorpion she was holding in her hands, and twisted her head away in disgust, "Grandma Yaoxian just wants to find a well to dig out her brain and wash it, to wash away the current paragraph memory."

Fuyao paused for a moment: "Damn, I really want to vomit."