Hunter x Hunter: The Ubiquitous Dragon Life

"Miss Xiaoya, what's going on? Why are we back..."

Pariston turned his head and wanted to ask Celluloid, but as a result, there was no one by his side, let alone Celluloid, and even the ghost brother was gone.

Although he was dizzy just now, Pariston was sure that the two were still standing beside him before. As a result, he looked at the house in front of him with such a wrong look, and the two disappeared out of thin air. He didn't even notice it at all. .

Pariston's face changed slightly, is all this really a trap? What are they going to do when they leave themselves here?

Pariston pondered all kinds of possibilities, and raised his vigilance in his heart. He glanced at the surrounding environment, and raised the volume slightly to test whether he could call out the two of them.

"Miss Xiaoya, and...that ghost little brother, where are you?"

No one answered, and no one showed up, but the high-pitched and festive suona sound was getting closer and closer, and then, a festive red sedan chair with four lifts gradually appeared in front of him.

This is not the scene when they went up the mountain before, so even though the house and events may seem the same, this is a new story scene.

Pariston stood in the middle of the road, staring at the five people who were carrying them.

At the front of the sedan chair was a matchmaker in her 40s, with an exaggerated smile, tossing her handkerchief, twisting her coquettish waist and buttocks and striding joyfully. Pariston naturally couldn't see the people in the sedan chair.

However, after observing for a while, Pariston's face showed a hint of doubt, and the five people who could be seen seemed to be all living people, not the 'people' who were disguised as ghosts before revealing their identities.

Although he has only experienced one scene, Pariston can already roughly distinguish the difference between 'people' and people.

No matter how much the 'human' pretending to be a ghost tries to disguise, there is always a lingering gloominess and an inexplicable sense of disobedience.

Their emotional changes are also like poor actors who are so poor in acting that they often lack a sense of reality and substitution, making people who communicate with "people" feel as if they are super uncomfortable.

As for the little girl who made him not sure whether it was a ghost or a ghost, and the ghost brother, they belonged to another kind, that is, it doesn't matter how fluctuating the tone is, or what emotions are expressed on the lips, but in reality You can feel that there is no turbulence and nothing at the bottom.

But these five did not make Pariston feel these two kinds of feelings. Not only that, their breath was weak and the soles of their feet were vain. They were like vulnerable war scumbags. In short, the so-called normal ordinary people.

Pariston had the heart to test it out, so he just stood still and didn't move, which naturally blocked the forward route of the sedan chair.

The smiling matchmaker suddenly lowered her face, and before she got close, she raised her voice and shouted loudly.

"Hey! In front, what are you doing! You're in the way! Get out of the way! It's delaying Master Tao's happy hour, can you take responsibility!"

As we got closer, after seeing Parisstone's handsome face that always had a perfect smile on his face, the matchmaker's snarky face immediately closed, and she greeted her with a smile all over her face again, her eyes all wide open. The sticky man kept full of admiration, and asked for the invitation.

"Yo~~~ Which family's descendant is this? How can you be so happy~ I haven't seen you in the village, are you passing by or are you new? It's a coincidence, I met Mr. Tao for a wedding ceremony, you Do you want to go with my sister and me and come to the door to ask for a drink?"

The matchmaker's handkerchief was tossed and tossed, and a pungent powder smell and the touch of silk swept across Pariston's nose and face, and the matchmaker's hand was eager to try around his cheek.

Pariston's mind was spinning fast, and after just a moment, he decided to follow the plot first and see what would happen next.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, and there was no disgust on his face. While following the matchmaker's words with kindness, he showed a pleasant surprise and just right doubts, while directly grabbing the matchmaker's hand, bowed his head and said with a smile.

"Eldest sister, I was passing by. Who is Mr. Tao? Who is the woman he married? I'd be happy to come and ask for a wedding drink, but I don't know if it's inconvenient for a stranger like me to come to the door? Are there any rules or particulars?"

The hands of the matchmaker are warm, and you can feel the pulse and heartbeat. Unless even your own body perception can be misleading, otherwise, the matchmaker is really alive.

After Pariston confirmed this, he smiled softly and let go of his hand naturally, but the matchmaker was overjoyed when he held hands like this, and without waiting for Pariston to ask in detail, he just said everything he knew. come out.

"Convenient, why is it inconvenient! Who doesn't know that the eldest master of the Tao family is a hospitable and hospitable person in this area of ​​ten miles. It's definitely not a problem to ask for a wedding wine. His family specializes in making funeral pottery, and I heard that they even supply Beijing directly. Where's the big man here?"

The matchmaker paused and sighed deliberately exaggeratedly, as if she wanted to show sympathy, but her tone was full of gossip and excitement that could not be concealed.

"I don't know if it's because it's too much to deal with dead people, it's too bad and unlucky, no, this old master Tao is already in his sixties, and there is still no man under his knees who can inherit the lineage, only in his twenties. At that time, two concubines gave him three daughters, and they are all married now. Therefore, from the beginning of his 30s, Mr. Tao has married a concubine every year. This marriage lasted for more than 20 years. There is a man, and there are no daughters. Well, in the sedan chair behind is his newly married concubine this year. She will only be seventeen after the new year. I heard that all the women in her family have sons. The Tao family thinks she is sure. It is good to have a good life, so I went to ask for marriage."

The matchmaker pointed to the sedan chair behind with a secret excitement, weird pity and irrelevant schadenfreude. The complicated emotions fully reflected the complexity of human nature.

Of course, Pariston has no opinion on this one-tree pear blossom pressing crabapple. The weak and the strong are not equal. If you can't resist, you should consider yourself unlucky.

And he is even more indifferent to the story of inheriting the lineage and giving birth to a son, and he can't understand why some people are so obsessed with blood inheritance. In his opinion, people who are keen to sow seeds and seek children seem to be dominated by low-level desires Like an animal, it is no different from a dog who peeing and scratching the ground with his legs raised.

But in the past, the purpose of ghost marriage was to have an heir, and here it is also to inherit the lineage. Obviously, there is a relationship between the two.

While thinking about it, Pariston followed the sedan chair to the steps of the Tao's house.

There is no **** and terrifying archery kicking the sedan door across the fire and measuring rulers and eyebrows with concentric locks. The black door is normally opened, and a small sedan can be smoothly entered into the Tao's door. There are no white lanterns, and red lanterns are hanging everywhere. , very festive.

Pariston saw the sedan chair fall on the ground in the atrium of the outer courtyard, and a short woman walked out of the sedan chair, with an open door in front of it.

In the ghost marriage plot, this is the location of the ancestral ancestral hall, but this is a spacious banquet hall. There are a dozen tables for a wedding banquet. Instead of the original tablet incense table, there are a pair of sixty-somethings sitting on both sides of the table. old lady.

The old man was wearing a red bridegroom's wedding dress. There was no special joy or happiness on his face, but rather gloomy and indifferent.

The old lady was wearing a dark purple Tuanfu cardigan. Pariston couldn't help but contract his pupils slightly on that face. Although the old lady's face is now in good condition, there is no rotten bones, the corners of her mouth are drooping, and there is no trace of sadness. The meaning is eerie and terrifying, but the outline of these facial features is clearly the hag who presided over the ghost marriage ceremony!

Pariston was slightly surprised, could this hag be...

At this time, the matchmaker had already smiled and pulled the bride to the front of the pair of old men and women, which directly confirmed Pariston's guess.

"Er Hua, don't even kowtow to your husband and wife."

"Er Hua has seen Xianggong and eldest sister." The bride knelt down and kowtowed, and said timidly.

The old man hummed softly, and the old lady who was suspected of being a hag reluctantly showed a smile, still with a hint of eagerness in her eyes, looked at Er Hua and said.

"When you enter the door, you won't be short of food and drink, and you won't need to work. I just hope that you will have a better belly and give birth to a big fat boy as soon as possible."

"Er Hua got it." The bride nodded obediently.

The old man and the old lady seemed to be a little brighter now, and then they greeted the group of guests for a feast.

Pariston followed the matchmaker to find a table and sat down. He also understood some things. This is obviously the source of everything-before the ghost's obsession was born, that is to say, Xiaoya didn't lie He, she really took him back in time, no matter how it was done.

He looked at the old lady who was in the seat. What happened after that, made her, the wife, willing to give up her identity after her death, and continued to marry her own son for her husband as a ghost woman?

Pariston could also see that, although the groom in the ghost marriage was a young man, if the old man in front of him was a few decades younger, it would be exactly the same as the ghost bridegroom.

Parison pondered in his heart, and asked the matchmaker with a smile.

"The eldest master of the Tao family marries a concubine every year, isn't he jealous of his wife?"

The matchmaker rolled her eyes, and said it with sympathy and contempt.

"Why are you jealous? He can't give birth to his wife, so why don't you let others have? I heard that his wife just got married and he failed to keep two children in a row. When it came down, it was formed, but it was also a baby girl. Since then, her body has broken down and can no longer give birth. What is the use of this hen that can't lay eggs!"

Pariston declined to comment on the remarks that she was clearly a woman but objectified herself as a reproductive tool, but continued to ask with a smile.

"It's impossible to have children, but few wives can endure their husbands endlessly marrying concubines. Especially after so many years, there are no children born at all. Shouldn't it be normal to suspect that there is something wrong with the husband's health?"

"Shh, don't talk nonsense."

The matchmaker was startled and hurriedly stopped her. She looked around and found that no one was paying attention, so she lowered her voice mysteriously.

"I don't know if Mr. Tao can do it, but I heard that his wife made a big mistake. If she hadn't come from the Zhizhang Zhang family, which is as famous as the Tao family, she might have been terminated at that time. Don't dare to talk too much about her master's concubinage."

Paper tied Zhang's house? Paper stick people? No wonder the hag can control so many paper stickers, is it because of family learning? Pariston solves a mystery.

He then frowned again, made a big mistake? Could it have something to do with the hag's obsession? He pretended to be curious and asked with a smile.

"What's wrong, you know?"

"I don't know that." The matchmaker shook her head now.

If he couldn't ask, Pariston could only give up. He didn't eat or drink, but just watched with cold eyes the lively festivals in the lobby. They are all ordinary villagers who have no fighting ability, and they are not like the initiators or creators of the hag's obsession.

Pariston put his fingertips against his lower lip and pondered. At present, it seems that there is no incident that can form a hag's obsession. What did he miss? Or is it time yet? Where are the variables?

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from outside. Even if the banquet hall was noisy enough, it could still be heard clearly. What is the variable? Pariston, like the other villagers present, looked towards the source of the sound with anticipation.

Outside the hospital, a large number of long-term workers in overalls suddenly ran past, and they all rushed towards the door. Then, a man who looked like a housekeeper suddenly stumbled to the door, rushed in and shouted at Master Tao.

"Master, it's not good! It's not good! I don't know where the army and bandits came to the door, armed with knives and guns, it seems that the people who come here are not good!!!!"

"What? What's going on!" Master Tao suddenly changed color when he heard the words, and asked sharply.

"I······"

The housekeeper only said a word when he heard a few dull gunshots suddenly coming from outside, followed by screams and questions from everyone in panic.

"Ah~~~~ Army bandits killed!!!"

"What do you want to do? How to kill!!!! Ah!!!!"

"Go and call someone!! Call someone!!!!"

"Quick, everyone, run away~~~~ Escape inside~~~~"

The gunshots were continuous, and no one was questioning outside, only the screams were heard, and the banquet hall suddenly rioted in horror, and many people wanted to rush outside so that they could escape from the backyard as soon as possible.

But as soon as the first person walked to the door, he saw a pair of big feet suddenly appear, and he kicked the man's heart ruthlessly. He kicked him and spit out a large mouthful of blood. The whole person flew in and fell to the ground. There was no movement.

In the hall, there was a scream again, and in the scream, a rude man's voice suddenly shouted.

"What the **** do you call it, who dares to call it again, I shot him!!!!"

A clear gunshot resounded through the sky, causing everyone to be silent for a moment, looking at the direction of the door in horror.

Clicking, the footsteps of military boots sounded, and a burly man in his thirties walked in. He was wearing a dark yellow military uniform that seemed to have been changed. Wearing a horse whip, a gangster-like face with black and red Chinese characters with a sinister smile, his eyes swept over the stunned guests one by one like an eagle catching a chicken, and finally, his eyes fell on the middle of the master Tao. On the body, he laughed strangely.

"Yo, it's all here~ It's just right, and it's easy~"

Behind him, a large crowd of people suddenly poured into the door of the banquet hall. They were all wearing simple and improved dark yellow military uniforms. , they slammed the door behind them shut, blocking the only escape, everyone put their hands behind their backs and waited solemnly for instructions.

Master Tao has recovered from his anger. Seeing that the other party is not good, he also knows that he can't confront him. He immediately stood up, took a glass of water and wine to greet him, and opened his mouth with a sincere smile like a spring breeze.

"I don't know where this lord came from? Is there any misunderstanding? The Changshui County magistrate and the garrison captain are both brothers who have a good relationship with each other. I think that I have a good way in Beijing. If the lord has any inconvenience The difficulty, as long as Tao can do it, just raise it! If you frown, it's not me Tao! You see, today is Tao's concubine's happy day. If you don't dislike it, let me be the host and entertain adults and brothers. Let's have a drink and eat together first? You can talk slowly if you have anything, what do you think?"

These words are three-pointed polite, three-point demonstrations have their own backstage, and three-points imply the meaning of peace of mind. If it is for money and autumn wind, it should be eased.

But the army bandit laughed even more hideously.

"Tao Qingrong, don't waste your time!!! I'm here for revenge! If you don't kill all of your Tao family today, I won't be human!"

Master Tao's expression changed suddenly, and he couldn't hold back his anger any longer, so he asked.

"Who the **** are you? I don't know you at all, how can I get revenge!"

The bandits were furious and roared loudly.

"Damn you, how dare you say you don't know! It's your idea to incite and advocate to make corpse figurines buried with you to prosper the feng shui of your descendants!!! So I forced my mother and my younger brother to death, how should I settle this account with you! "

Buried with the corpse? When Pariston heard this, he instantly thought of the pottery people in the cavern who died tragically. Could this be the obsession of the hag? Will these people all die at the hands of this army bandit today?

But soon, Pariston felt wrong again. Xiaoya said that the hag felt guilty about the kiln burning workshop, so she didn't dare to show up. But if both her and the potter's original body were killed by the army and bandits, then the hag would feel guilty. Where does this guilt come from?

Pariston was thinking about the contradiction, but Mr. Tao was really shocked. After a while, he forced himself to speak calmly.

"I do not understand what you're saying."

The military bandits had no intention of listening to Master Tao's shirk.

"Don't understand? Master Yan will make it clear to you!"

He was not long-winded, just waved his hand and said a word with gnashing teeth.

"kill!"

The gendarmerie behind them separated a group of people, pulled out the ghost-headed machete around their waists, and rushed into the crowd to slash and kill.

The whole room was full of guests, screaming in terror and running around. Even if the place couldn't be smaller, it was still like a headless fly trying to find a place to escape. Master Tao was also panicked and kept retreating, but the door was closed. Has been blocked, where can he escape.

People were constantly hacked to death by random knives, and fell into a pool of blood without arms and legs. The scene was extremely bloody.

However, apart from dodging the blades that were slashing at him, Pariston didn't save anyone. So far, he still didn't see and didn't want to understand how the hag's obsession came about?

But on the other hand, since obsession belongs to a hag, as long as you keep the hag from dying, this obsession will not be fulfilled. Others, if they die, they will die, and it is meaningless to save them. The real 'past,' Parison thought indifferently.

He has already touched the hag at this time. Anyway, as long as someone tries to kill the hag, he will solve it. As for some accidental injuries or attacks that may only cause the hag to be slightly injured, Pariston will not see it, and the hag becomes In the ghost time, he made him suffer a lot, and now it's relieved to suffer some non-fatal flesh and blood.

The hag is just a normal person at this time, so apart from shivering, screaming, hiding and hiding, she has no time to pay attention, and a strange foreigner is helping her live.

It was the army bandit, who was very close to the hag, and still struggled tenaciously. Of course, it was because he was instructed by his superiors that he deliberately released water to prevent him from dying so quickly.

Although I don't know why the handsome boy, who looks noble and elegant, is so protective of his old and degenerate wife, there are also many older than his wife in the room when it comes to respecting the elderly, but at this critical moment, Master Tao is not only loud Calling for help, I hope this son can save him along the way, there is no other way.

"This son, please save us, my old wife and I will definitely be grateful and give back!"

The military bandit was a little worried. This young man, who looked like a rabbit, was agile and killed a lot of people. This was an unplanned character that was completely beyond his expectations.

But when the bandits found out that Pariston turned a deaf ear to Master Tao's plea for help, he would kill the people who attacked him and the hag, but he didn't pay any attention to the others. To save Tao Qingrong's wife, but obviously he has no intention of intervening in his revenge.

The order was quickly conveyed, and all the gendarmes avoided Paris and the hag. There was no attack, and Parison finally got free, and the hag didn't respond at first, and still screamed and hugged the mouse, until he realized that there was no one around for a long time. When someone approached and attacked her, he put down his hand in confusion, raised his head and looked around.

She seemed to be a transparent person, and the murderers turned a blind eye to her, but some guests noticed that no one had touched the hag, but before they ran to her side, they were hacked to death by the gendarmes who blocked them.

Master Tao was already slashed with blood at this time. Although every knife was not fatal, too much blood would kill him, he shouted to the hag.

"Aizhen, save me! Quickly beg the young son next to you, let him save me!"

"master!!!"

When the hag heard the sound, she was shocked, and she wanted to rush over in grief, but she didn't hear what her master was saying.

She was stopped by the gendarmerie, and Mr. Tao was furious, this girl who had more than enough success but still tried to rescue herself before she died.

"Save me!! Go and beg the son next to you!!!!"

The hag finally reacted, but she was puzzled, which son? She turned her head and looked around, and finally saw Pariston, who was particularly out of tune with this **** and brutal massacre scene. He was standing in an open space with a smile, and the people around him seemed to turn a blind eye to him.

This handsome hag has only been seen in her life, and in the slashing with knives, her face does not change, and she can even smile. She is not a normal person. The hag suddenly flinched in her heart. She is an ordinary woman and does not like to show her face. Dealing with a foreign man at this time, even if it is a young man who is much younger than her, makes her a little timid.

"Go! What are you doing! Ah!!!"

Mr. Tao was in a hurry and didn't scold, but he suddenly screamed. It was the army and bandits who were afraid of long night dreams and finally gave the order to kill his subordinates.

A knife slashed into Master Tao's back, splitting his shoulders directly. Master Tao fell to the ground with a bang, and before he died, he murmured.

"The Tao family... it's over... it's cut off... is it my fault... no... no... I'm right... it's you... it's all you... Why didn't you give birth...why...you knew it earlier...you should regret it...you shouldn't regret it..."

There was confusion and unwillingness in those gradually cloudy eyes, which finally turned into resentment and regret. He stared at the hag, and died of anger.

The hag stared blankly at Master Tao's dead eyes, trembling all over her body. In those eyes, she was full of emotional whiplash against her.

What do you regret, sir? Do you regret that you shouldn't have forgiven her in the first place? Hate what? Resenting her for finally ruining the Tao family's bloodline?

She has done her best to make up for it! I dare not stop my husband from taking a concubine, but now, all this is over, the master is dead! The Tao family is dead! ! She never got a chance to prove that the mistake was just a mistake, not an irreparable sin that caused the Tao family to sever.

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The hag suddenly hugged her head and screamed wildly,

"No, no! I didn't think so!!!!!!! I'm just jealous! This is the nature of a woman! How can that little **** inherit the Tao family!!!!!!"

Pariston looked down at the hag, little bastard? What's the meaning? There seems to be some hidden secret in the obsession of the hag and Master Tao to have a son?

At this time, the entire hall was also blood-washed, and there was no one alive. The gendarmerie returned to its place, and the leading army bandit glanced at Pariston and the only survivor of this **** crime - Tao Qingrong. His wife, for a moment, still waved her hand and said withdraw.

The door opened, and the bandit and his gendarmerie vanished as quickly as they had come, leaving only the lost hag and Pariston, who always felt that something was wrong and frowned.

From dusk to complete darkness, the hag remained motionless. Pariston even thought the scene was stuck. He went out for a few laps and tried to talk to the hag, but nothing came out. It is completely invisible that she can crack the hag's obsession with one life, and nothing around her has changed.

But Pariston was also patient. After realizing that the situation was not as good as he imagined, he had been sitting on the stool next to him, holding his cheeks to observe the hag's every move, waiting for the follow-up changes.

Finally, in the middle of the night, the hag moved, as if awakened by a ghost, she staggered out, and Pariston immediately cheered up and followed closely.

The hag walked out of the house and walked to a secluded mountain road. This road became more and more familiar to Pariston, and then suddenly remembered, isn't this the road leading to the kiln burning workshop?

But the reality is that the road that had only one road before was now divided into two. The hag went to the left. In the distance, you could see hundreds of semi-circular buildings. On the long monument, there seems to be a long white flag fluttering in the wind.

This scene is also very familiar. It seems that although there are two roads, it still leads to the kiln burning workshop. Just as Pariston was thinking about this, he approached, but he found that this time he was wrong again. This time it was a real large group of tombs. Tombstones were inserted in front of the group of tombs. The long white banners swayed in the wind, with an indescribable yin and odor.

The hag completely ignored the scene. She knelt in front of the mounds and kowtowed three times before she had a strange determination, her voice trembling with excitement.

"Ancestors, don't blame me, this is all to prevent the Tao family from cutting off their descendants."

She took out a soil shovel out of nowhere, and then, facing the nearest grave, digging it as soon as the shovel poked it in, a large amount of shady grave soil with a strange smell was dug up, and she dug up all the grave soil. After shoveling it into a small cart, it swayed and pushed it back into the blood-splattered hall.

After the hag poured out the soil, she returned to the mounds again, and continued to dig the next cart. She seemed to have not seen Parisstone at all, one cart after another, tirelessly carrying the grave soil until it was almost dawn. Now, the cemetery was piled up with a hill so high that she stopped.

Then, the hag dragged out a large concrete truck from the tool room in the backyard. Seeing this, Pariston finally completely confirmed what the hag wanted to do. Obviously, those pottery figures with different shapes and lives were hags. made.

He watched the hag pour the grave soil into the concrete bucket little by little, and then dragged out a few more corpses and threw them in. After determining whether the ratio was perfect, the hag turned on the switch and mixed it for the first time. The motor power of the corpse instantly smashed and fused the corpse and the grave soil together, and it became an inseparable whole in which there is me in you and you in me.

The hag cleared out the soil mixed with the grave soil and the bones, and then continued to stir the next time. She took a whole day to finish the corpse in the hall. Then, as if she could not feel tired at all, the hag mixed the mixed soil. Mixed in water, began to knead pottery shaping.

Pariston found that the hag had a very good memory. Not only did the faces of each pinched person resemble the deceased's face, but even the method of death was exactly the same. She continued to work day and night, and finally put this on Hundreds of pottery embryos were made.

For three days before and after, the hag didn't eat or drink at all, and didn't stop her work. Now the hag is completely holding on with one breath. It is estimated that when the pottery is put into the cave and burned, the hag will run out of oil and completely die. .

Pariston exhaled slowly. Up to now, he still didn't understand that it was really stupid and hopeless. Obviously, the hag's obsession was slowly forming, but he was powerless to stop it.

He once tried to stop the hag from digging the grave soil, to prevent her from mixing the grave soil and the corpse, and smashed the pottery figurines, but it was completely useless, as if the moment the hag walked out of the door, he had been isolated from this world, and he would never again Can't actually come across anything.

When things developed to this stage, everything was too late. He missed the best time to correct and change the hag's obsession. It was not just the hag who should have been rescued, but everyone. Unfortunately, now I want to understand it. useless.

Pariston watched as the hag took the pottery of the first car to the mountain road again. This time, at the fork, she walked to the right, the familiar semicircular buildings and long monument-like objects, but this time, the real It is the kiln workshop.

Pariston glanced at the workshop with a lack of interest, and then, the next moment, his eyes were instantly fixed, and excitement suddenly swept across his face. With a wrong footstep, Pariston had already appeared ten meters away.

Standing in front of a burning cave, Pariston smiled wryly and complained half-truly.

"Little girl, little brother, where did you guys go before? It's really easy for me to find, I thought you left me alone~~~"

Standing in front of him, it was Cellulu and the ghost brother who had disappeared before. In the night, their faces that were white and bloodless were still expressionless. Like a moving wax figure.

Celluloid glanced at the hag who was putting pottery embryos in the cave in the distance, and said indifferently.

"Sure enough, you failed. You didn't get rid of the hag's obsession."

"This, things are a bit beyond my expectations •••••" Parisstone's wry smile was a little real.

"It doesn't matter, even if you are a zealous and courageous person, you will fail."

Cellulu spoke coldly, and at the same time she did not forget to give a mouthful of poisonous chicken soup.

Pariston reluctantly maintained a smile. Does this mean that he is not a warmhearted person for righteousness? Well, it's true that he's not, but even if he's not, I don't care if others think he's not, but it still feels very uncomfortable to be told by the girl as if she was stating the truth.

Pariston took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, and then began to pay attention to Cellulu's words. What she meant was that, no matter whether he saved so many people or not, in the end, he couldn't get rid of the hag's obsession?

"Little girl..."

Pariston was about to ask questions in confusion, when he suddenly realized that Cellulo was holding something in his hand.

In a pottery workshop, a piece of porcelain appeared, which is a strange thing, especially when this piece of porcelain was still in the hands of Cellul, Parison carefully looked at the white porcelain doll, and suddenly realized that , This doll's facial features are very familiar, I don't know where I have seen it.

Where have you seen it? Pariston pondered, his eyes swept to the side unconsciously, and his eyes suddenly widened when he landed on the blue-white ghost's face that had no pupils.

"What does this white porcelain doll have to do with the ghost little brother?"

"It's him. I found it after looking for a while. If it wasn't for the ghost marriage scene in the hag's obsession, I wouldn't have to go to this time to find it." Cellulu replied lightly.

it's him? What's the meaning? Pariston was stunned, and then, as if thinking of something, he couldn't help but change his face slightly, looked at the ghost brother, and asked tentatively.

"Are you also like those pottery men, who were crushed and mixed with clay to make porcelain figurines?"

Brother Ghost laughed, he cracked his mouth, and the crack became bigger and bigger, to the root of the ear, and a large amount of scarlet blood flowed out from the mouth, nose, eyes and other seven orifices, and blood began to seep out from the clothes, and it instantly became Dressed in red, he said quietly.

"It was before death."

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Yan, Luo Qiuhan;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: Miss Ali, kiyo, Wanyu, Yin Kagura, Qianyezhi, Ye Feipiaoling, 1 delicious;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 109 bottles of Hector Fan; 20 bottles of Qianyezhi, Lingxiang, Huanan, and Little Mushroom Head; 10 bottles of Sanye and Fujiwara Luoxue; 5 bottles of Jiaojiao called Wei Jianjun; , 1 bottle of rot house double repair;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!