Chapter 196 Abyss

The older Shu looked more and more like a tree as he looked up, and the more he looked like a human as he looked down, but before he was far away, he could only notice the upper part, which is why the children didn't notice him at first.

When you look closer now, he looks like a mummy that has been stretched into a dead tree shape.

The face of the old man was grown on the tree tumor above the trunk. Around the two deep eye sockets, the skin was dry and raised, revealing the bloodless muscles and yellow and ulcerated mucus inside. It was not clear whether it was fat or tree sap.

This look was enough to scare the crap out of even a timid adult, but the child didn't take this scene seriously.

"I don't need to ascend to heaven, I just need to live normally."

There is no stubbornness or stubbornness in the child's expression, only a sense of taking it for granted.

Shu Lao felt more and more interesting and laughed. The hand behind his neck shook with his laughter, making a rustling sound.

He looked at the child's clear eyes, the whites of which were gleaming, without any bloodshot eyes or black lines. He couldn't help but be surprised: "It has been stained with so much death energy around it, but it is not stained by dust? Could it be white lotus seeds?"

When he said this, his arms behind his head shook uncontrollably, and he laughed: "If you are really a white lotus seed, your destiny is indeed mine! If you don't move, you will stay alone, and there will be rare ones who come to help me practice!"

"

The crack in the tree's tumor opened and closed, and the child discovered that there was a white flesh worm squirming inside. It was trembling in response to the other person's laughter, and seemed to be used as a tongue.

A hand behind Shu Lao's head made a short rattling sound, as if two pieces of dry rubber were being rubbed together vigorously, which made people feel goosebumps all over their bodies after hearing it.

At this sound, he lowered his hand, and then the child saw that there was a yellow and ulcerated grape in his furry palm.

The grapes seemed to be still warm and steaming with heat, as if they had just been cooked and taken out of the pot.

The old man seemed to be trying to show a kind smile, but the small bumps all over the tree made it difficult to distinguish his expression.

"Come on, aren't you hungry? Eat quickly."

When the child saw this strange sight, he didn't hesitate at all. He immediately stretched out his hand to grab the handle.

Just then, a loud shout came: "Don't eat it!"

The child raised his head in confusion and looked around, but there was no sign of anyone.

The old tree man immediately straightened up his slightly bent body, and the two dark holes on the tree tumor moved strangely.

If you look carefully, you can see that what is moving is the fleshy skin on the tree burls.

The right side of the skin was sunken and the left side was convex. This meant moving his gaze to the right. He only moved his eyes twice around the tree tumor, but no trace of anyone was found.

Shu Lao said in a solemn tone: "Where did you come from, those bastards, bothering me to enlighten the white lotus seeds, please don't ruin the opportunity for us to be masters and disciples!"

Just when the hole moved behind the tree tumor, in the pile of corpses behind the child, the top mummy was suddenly overturned, and a figure covered in blood suddenly rose up. A cold light waved from his hand, and then struck the old tree.

Down hands.

There was a sound of "Bang!" and sawdust flew!

Shulao's whole body began to shake due to severe pain and he screamed.

The scream was so terrible that the child carrying the sword couldn't help but cover his ears and knelt down in pain.

The person who rushed out of the pile of corpses couldn't tell his original appearance at all because of the blood on his face. But his angry eyes, clenched teeth, and hands with bulging veins and gripping the sharp blade all showed his true appearance.

anger.

Ignoring the blood pouring out of his ears, he shouted again, waving the broken long knife full of gaps, but he waved it like a full moon, cut the air with a crack, and dug a hole in Shu Lao's waist with force.

On the hole.

This knife no longer made the sound of a sharp blade chopping wood, but it was extremely smooth, splitting the flesh and blood of his waist and abdomen into two!

The upper part of the old tree fell to the ground with gravity, making a loud noise.

On his gnarled face, he opened his mouth in astonishment, and the flesh worms that originally screamed sharply inside no longer vibrated, but trembled slightly and made a sound.

"Are you still alive? How is this possible? Your blood has been sucked dry by me a long time ago. Why are you still alive?"

After being surprised, the facial features on the tree tumor suddenly crowded together, and said fiercely: "You can't be the one who has achieved enlightenment, right?"

The man who made the sneak attack didn't answer, and let his ears bleed. He just waved his long knife, stepped forward in three steps, and slashed at the stubby head that fell to the ground!

I saw that the palms behind Shu Lao's head suddenly made a snapping sound, and their joints were bent in different parts. All of a sudden, they got up with the severed upper part of the body, like a giant

spider.

His palms were extremely flexible, and he used several of them together to slap the ground, then jumped back, dodging the man's sword.

However, because of this, the broken parts that were originally very soft became hard again, becoming more like a tree rather than flesh that could be broken with just one cut.

The tree tumor trembled angrily, and the flesh worms in its mouth kept trembling, and it cursed angrily: "Damn you bastard! Do you know how many innocent people's flesh and blood I drank in order to transform? It's all fucking

What a waste! If they have souls in heaven, they will definitely seek your life!"

The man couldn't hear what Shu Lao was cursing at all. He just forced a single sword and rushed forward to continue chopping!

The tree's aging and deformation was forcibly stopped. At this time, it had turned into a tree that looked like a stick insect, a spider or a centipede. It had almost nothing to do with the appearance of a human being. It was mad with anger and slapped an extremely long and slender hand, just like the head of a spear.

Like slapping the man in the face!

"You made me drink the flesh and blood of hundreds of people in the future. Your special mother is a murderer!"

The man raised his knife to block it, but there was a bang, and the long knife that was already full of gaps in his hand broke instantly, and the blade flew out diagonally, and was inserted into the corpse not far away.

And Shu Lao also slapped me with another slap!

At this time, it had five palms used to support its body, which was enough for it to stabilize its cylindrical body. It had two free hands. One hand broke the long knife, and the other hand stabbed the man's chest.

But he heard a clicking sound, and the meat insect in Shu Lao's mouth let out another scream.

It turned out that the second hand was the hand that had been chopped off by the man in a sneak attack before. It was originally a hateful blow, but it hit the man's chest, which was also covered with blood. The goggles were so powerful that he directly cut his own arm.

The shot is broken!

But the man didn't fare well either. Blood spurted out of his mouth, and he flew backwards, landing at the child's feet with a bang.

The child looked at the man with blood oozing from his mouth and struggling to get up, and sighed inwardly that he was really desperate enough.

That's right, whether it's this child or this man, they are all Chen Guang himself.

But the difference is that Chen Guang, who turned into a child, still has his own consciousness. But the clone that turned into this man has even his own memory sealed.

After all, the information did not make it clear to Chen Guang whether this "acting identity" only needs to match the apparent identity, or whether it must be completely consistent with his inner thoughts.

At the cellular level of the body, Chen Guang can easily achieve a perfect disguise, but it would be a waste if the information judged him to be inconsistent at the psychological level because he retained his memory.

Therefore, Chen Guang simply used two methods at the same time. When he became the child, he only acted out the external appearance. And when he became the Jin Yiwei who died in the battle, he acted out both his mind and soul.

Chen Guang could not watch his clone die, so he unhurriedly removed an intact long knife from his back and stuffed it into the hand of the clone who was now named Shen Zhiyi.

Shen Zhiyi sat up with a grin on his face, looked at the exquisite embroidered spring knife in his hand, and then looked at the child behind him who had no change in expression. He took a deep breath and said softly: "Thank you!"

He vaguely remembered that this Xiuchundao seemed to be the sword of his superior Wang Baihu. It seemed that the idiot died before he had time to fight the Japanese pirates.

It's just that Shen Zhiyi always feels that his head is muddled, and the memories of the past seem to be very far away from him. Whether he thinks of his recently deceased father or Liu Qianhu who drank the blood of soldiers, no emotion can arise in his heart.

Even when facing the tree demon who had killed him once, the anger on his face only made him more ferocious, and it was just a habit from previous battles.

His heart immediately thumped: If it’s broken, I won’t be contaminated and become turbid, right?

But there is no point in thinking about these things at the moment. There is a murderous evil in front of him. If he doesn't want to die, he can only continue to fight. He reluctantly stood up and threw the blood-stained breast shield on his chest that had been broken into two pieces on the ground.

Take a deep breath, grip the long knife again, and look ahead.

Immediately, Shen Zhiyi was a little dumbfounded to find that the seven hands on the back of the tree demon's head had danced like an afterimage, crawling towards the forest, and disappeared after a while.

Shen Zhiyi's heart sank, secretly thinking that it was bad. Fierce evil is not a thing that repays evil with kindness. If you cut it yourself, if you don't protect it, it will take revenge at any time.

Since it is thinking about escaping, it is obvious that its current situation is very bad and it thinks it is no match for it, so it is better for it to take advantage of this moment to eliminate the root cause!

Shen Zhiyi immediately moved his legs and wanted to catch up, but he remembered that there was a child behind him, so he looked back and found that the other person had not escaped, but was still standing calmly on the spot.

As soon as he turned around and hesitated, his anger was gone. He felt his eyes darken, his legs went weak, and he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, he used the embroidered spring knife in his hand to hoe the ground and used it as a crutch to stabilize his body.

Shen Zhiyi breathed heavily, raised his head, looked at the corpses around him, resisted the strong sleepiness of lying on the ground and fell asleep, and frowned.

Sure enough, even when facing the corpses of his former comrades, he found it difficult to feel sad.

What happened to yourself?

Could it be that he is really contaminated?

If this is the case, you will not be able to return to your residence.

Although logically speaking, only by killing the turbid things that have turned into evil will it be considered meritorious, but it is not that I don't know what Husho is doing.

After finally catching a person who is contaminated but has not turned evil, they will not go through all the trouble to take them to the temple to kill the evil tail.

They would only tie themselves up, deliberately feed themselves the most disgusting and despicable things, constantly insult and stimulate themselves, and wait for themselves to turn into evil in the chains, and then chop off their heads and take the corpse. Go get the credit.

After all, the real evil is not what Tosho's gang can deal with.

The merit of offering the head of an evil and turbid thing can almost reach the heavens. Even if the merit will be exploited at all levels in the end, at least you can have a drink of soup. Shen Zhiyi is very confident in his colleagues, they are not 90% Nine, but ten percent will do such a thing.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhiyi was shocked, and then he recalled his performance just now, which was simply unbelievable.

I...actually managed to drive away an evil spirit like an evil policeman?
To be continued...