Tianshi's Baby Boyfriend Catching Guide

There is still a crisis buried in this strange ancient town, and it is too early to relax.Even the connection between the rune on Befan's forehead and this coffin is an unknown variable.

The way out is not yet known, and the way forward is still unclear.But things always have to be dealt with one by one.At times like this, Mang Ming was always exceptionally calm and composed.

Seeing that the blood clay doll had almost been beaten up, Mang Ming said coldly: "Actually, the first time I saw you, I knew where you came from."

The ghost doll on the ground heard this, and his eyes showed a very strong unwillingness, "If I had been more careful, I wouldn't have been fooled by you, you are really good at pretending, I thought you were just an extraordinarily delicious human being, I didn't expect to encounter someone who pretended to be a pig and eat a tiger this time, you are so cunning..."

When it came to this question, Bei Fan felt the same way. He nestled in Mang Ming's arms and nodded violently, causing the right person at the center of the topic to look down at him.

Seeing that the humans were looking at him, Bevan quickly stopped nodding and pretended that he was listening to the blood clay doll very seriously, looking very cute.

The ghost baby continued: "Usually, aren't you humans very weak? I have eaten at least a dozen humans at Grandma's place."

Hearing this, Bei Fan's ears pricked up, his eyes were full of admiration and envy, and he poked his head out of Mang Ming's arms excitedly to look at the ghost doll.

He sighed from the bottom of his heart: "You are really amazing!"

Mang Ming didn't speak, but looked at Bei Fan with meaningful eyes.

Compared to Bei Fan, who was completely boiling with ghosts at this time, Mang Ming seemed to have a plan in mind. He was always paying attention to the environment around him from the corner of his eye. When he saw that the buildings on the street across the street had begun to change, he knew it. In fact, there is not much time left for myself.

He stared at the ghost doll lying in the dark red putrid mud in front of him, and before he could speak, the blood mud doll yelled: "Stop pretending! I know what you want to ask, you cunning human being wants to ask me through me." Where the hell is Mom?"

The hatred in his eyes pierced the heart like a sharp arrow, "I tell you clearly, I will never tell you about this! Even if I die, my mother will avenge me one day, you... all of you Don't try to escape!"

Faced with the blood-clay doll's upright accusation of "never betray grandma", Mang Ming did not have the furious reaction expected by the ghost doll, but calmly and naturally said: "I don't ask your grandma, I just want to Let me ask you, do you still remember your name? How old are you?"

Human celestial masters have deep routines. This question caught the ghost doll by surprise. Mang Ming's expression and posture now look a bit like a close brother who wants to chat with children about family matters. The blood mud doll was taken aback for a moment before answering: "...I don't have a name, I'm about seven years old."

Mang Ming nodded and said: "At the age of seven, I can endure every part of my body being cut off, and then connect the body parts of other beasts or insects, enduring the pain of backlash and rejection, soaking myself in rotting From the mud made of flesh and blood, it has been transformed into what your mother called "the most perfect" shape, I really want to know, how much does your mother love you?"

This question seemed to suddenly arouse the uneasiness deep in the ghost doll's heart. He became extremely irritable and his voice became sharper: "Of course my mother loves me. She taught me a long time ago. What I endure now is to become the most The price that must be paid on this road of perfection!"

"I have to do better... I have to become stronger so that I can talk to Grandma and get her compliments—ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" He stared at the person in front of him viciously , the eyes became blood red again, "Kill you all, eat you! Pull off your arms, go home and ask grandma to pick up the needle and reattach it to me..."

When Bei Fan heard this, he was unhappy, and he was talking, why did he suddenly howl?

Who is more fierce than the one at the bottom of the lake?

Not to be outdone, Bei Fan immediately leaned forward in Mang Ming's arms, opened his big mouth suddenly, and exposed all his fangs with a "bark".

This time he jumped forward so violently that Mang Ming almost missed the slippery tail of the fish, and hurriedly pulled Bei Fan back to hug him.

He patted Bei Fan's little head again, with a half-smile, "Honey, why are you angry with him?"

"Miaoben is always pure, and the body and mind are free from dirt and greasy. All living beings who practice karma are confused and doubtful." Mang Ming silently recited the Dao Sutra of Purifying the Mind and Calming the Spirit, and his gentle voice suppressed the endless stream of evil spirits invisibly in this space. Even the blood clay doll, which was about to lose control again, was temporarily calmed down by Mang Ming.

"You...you are all bad people, only grandma treats me sincerely, and I will not say anything about her." Although the ghost baby still has an anti-social attitude, it has no tendency to absorb the evil spirit and transform again.

Mang Ming saw that he looked as if he had been brainwashed by the shoe teacher, so he didn't bother to make any more excuses. He just put his hand into his trouser pocket and took out the phone that didn't get a drop of water because of the water-avoiding spell. , and unlocked to open a photo.

In the photo, there is a little boy about six or seven years old, holding a handful of marshmallows bought at a small stall in the park, riding on his father's neck with great pride, looking around, eating happily.

The father supported his son on his shoulders with one hand, and held his wife with the other. He was facing the scorching sun, and although he was sweating profusely from the heat, he smiled happily.Probably for an ordinary person, healthy and happy children and a harmonious relationship between husband and wife are the happiness that nothing else can be desired.

The joy in this family portrait can almost overflow, the picture is frozen at the happiest moment of the family, and that happiness can almost infect every bystander to smile.But when Mang Ming handed this photo to the blood clay doll on the ground, the doll's expression changed on the spot.

Bei Fan showed great interest in Mang Ming's cell phone, he poked it with his fingertips, and ran away with the photo.Mang Ming rubbed him, and then pulled the photo back. Bei Fan carefully looked at the small glowing patterns on it, and then at the little boy on the ground with only half of his face covered with bruises. With a stab in the heart, "Ah, why does the little human above look a bit like you?"

However, Mang Ming was still leisurely flipping through his phone, moved to the next chapter of photos, and continued to show the ghost baby on the ground.The protagonists in the photo are not difficult to recognize, they are the couple in the happy family photo just now.

It’s just that the two people in the photos in this chapter look sallow and haggard, but they look like they are more than ten years old. The hair of the husband and wife’s original black and shiny has become mottled and gray. On the streets where people go, I only hope that passers-by will be willing to take a look at the signs hanging on them.

On the cheap printed plastic board that has been somewhat faded by the sun, there are single photos of their own flesh and blood printed on it, and this happy and happy family in the past has long been covered by the four soul-stirring pictures of "Looking for Children" on the hanging board. The scarlet letter was shattered into boundless pain of sorrow and despair.

The jade pen worn by Mang Ming moved without wind, and he put away his usual sloppy expression, "The true and the false are already in front of you, don't lie to yourself, it's time for you to wake up."

The author has something to say: Bei Fan is mysterious: brother, borrow, borrow a step to talk, your human beings... where do you eat?

Mang Ming: What are you talking about?

Bevan: - Yay!No, didn't say anything!

---------------

1. "Wu Wei Dharma Soup, washes away the filth; reverses the pure and empty, and returns to the natural domain."

Quoted in: "Taishang Xuandu Miaoben Qingjing Body and Mind Sutra"