Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 65 Mr.
I wish Gaoyang was running in the hazy chaos.

He didn't know where he was, but there seemed to be a thread leading him ahead.

He clings to that bit of wisdom deep in his heart, it is not his name, nor is it Master or Dragon Lord Dongting, it is just an idea of ​​"I".

He knew his purpose, he wanted to find... for the God Lord... no, the **** God Master... he wanted to find... What did he find?
Do you really have something to look for?The thing in front of me was something I wanted to find, or was ordered by the God Lord... No, bullshit God Lord!

Zhu Gaoyang was like thinking about things when he was about to fall asleep, he tried hard to think of something, but his thinking was just stagnant, and after a while, he forgot what he wanted to think of, even forgot to think about it .

If someone can enter his mind and spirit, he will see a pair of high desert golden pupils hanging in the air, and the upper and lower sides are all shadows, leaving only a puddle of water in the middle.A water dragon was coiled in the pool, surrounding the sleeping Zhu Gaoyang.

The "Heart Pond Raising Jiao Method" handed down from the Dragon Lord's Dongting is a sublime technique that works on the mind and spirit. It can be attacked or defended. As long as you don't encounter the heart-cutting glass, you don't have to worry about losing in the battle of the mind and spirit.

But now under the gaze of this pair of golden pupils, it has tried its best to keep its inner light. Even so, those shadows still slowly seeped into the pool like ink, and it may not take too long to touch the dragon's body.

Because what the "God Master" wanted him to do was to find rather than slaughter, so he mercifully did not use ambergris to destroy his brain, but after occupying the head, he turned to use the mind control of the quail head to invade his consciousness, thus Only then did Xintan Shuijiao have a chance to delay.

But this delay is obviously just a delay. Before this body rushes to the goal guided by that line, [Quail Head] will definitely be able to complete the occupation of the entire mental state.

This is the future that Xianjun has already seen clearly.

Maybe it was stumbling, maybe it was jumping like flying, Zhu Gaoyang didn't know how to use his body, in short, he felt that he had already run quite a distance.

Zhu Gaoyang tried hard to stop his footsteps, even though he was dazed, he could occasionally remember that he should object to what the God Lord asked him to do.

Suddenly a small courtyard appeared ahead.

At the foot of the mountain, the thatched cottage Chaimen is a relatively deep-seated family in the village not far away.

What is this... This is not the direction indicated by the Lord God, so I have to go there... Wait, bullshit god... Yes, I am going to a place not indicated by the Lord God...

He jumped down from the mountain.

There is a large field not far behind the small courtyard, where many medicinal materials are planted, which may be the reason why this family lives here.

Now the daylight is just twilight, and the family has already got up. The man is carrying a hoe and pulling straw sandals, and some small farm tools are clattering in the small basket in his hand, and he is about to push the firewood gate.

Then he looked up and saw Zhu Gaoyang, and let out a strange shout in his throat.

Zhu Gaoyang felt that someone was touching him.

When I turned around, I saw a man in a black gown.

The images captured by the eyes were clear, but they were all abstracted into his muddled consciousness.

A jerky, he thought.

There is nothing to see, so go to the place that is not instructed by the god.

Gently breaking the wooden branches in front of him into a square shape, he stepped into the yard.

A shadow in front of him yelled at him in an incomprehensible voice, and he waved his hand irritably, turning it into a pile of things stuck on the wall.

But immediately another small figure rushed over and screamed, and he waved his hand again, erasing it from his sight.

At this time, a slender figure rushed out from the house, and stood still as soon as he went out. He was a little satisfied with the silence, and continued to walk forward, but soon the figure burst out with a more stern voice, so Angrily, he took something at hand and threw it at it, and finally became quiet.

He was satisfied and walked forward in a daze. He wanted to go there... He wasn't going to be the Lord of God... Where were he going?

That thread pulled him.

By the way, we are going here.

He was about to turn around and walk back.

A voice sounded: "Zhu Gaoyang, see what you have done?"

The voice seemed to be exhausted, and Zhu Gaoyang suddenly woke up.

He was aroused, and the real picture came into his consciousness. He glanced blankly in front of him, and the memory of just now rushed into his mind.

There was a hellish scene in front of him. A huge millstone hit the door, smashing the whole house into collapsed ruins, and blood was still flowing out slowly under the millstone.

The wall next to it was thickly smeared with flesh and blood, and a human figure could be vaguely seen.And on the ground at the feet, there are small broken limbs that have been torn apart.

Zhu Gaoyang trembled slightly.

He looked at his bloody claws and felt that everything seemed like a dream.

"Do you want this to happen?" a gentle voice said.

This voice has the power to calm people's hearts, Zhu Gaoyang turned around in a daze: "What?"

All images fade away.

I was still standing outside the chaimen, and the man in the chaimen collapsed on the ground, waved his hands in horror, crawled backwards and shouted again and again, telling his wife and children not to come out.

The man in black touched his body with his hands.

Zhu Gaoyang looked down.

He is in his fifties and sixties, and his height is similar to that of himself a day ago.On the other hand, his figure is thinner, looking simple and ethereal, while his back is as straight as a pine, with a strong character.

This face has bright eyes and straight nose, eyebrows like swords, one can imagine the rigor and solemnity when it frowns, and it can also be seen that it is quiet and gentle when teaching the younger generation.

Of course he is unfathomable, but he does not give Zhu Gaoyang a sense of danger, and even has a pedantic temperament - in his other hand, he is holding a book with a damaged cover and scorched pages, but the spine of the book is sealed. The threads are very new, and the pages are arranged neatly. It is obviously a scattered ancient book that has been carefully rebinded.

There was also a small pocket sewn on the chest of the old man's black shirt, and there were some ink stains on the edge of the pocket, which made the clothes lose a lot of dignity.Two strange and complicated bamboo tube pens stand inside, only a third of the length is exposed.

For a moment, Zhu Gaoyang felt as if some Confucian scholar from the Imperial College was standing in front of him.

"I have two small gifts, please help me deliver them." The old man said.

"Dare to ask senior is..." The impact of the scene just now has not subsided, all the details are so realistic, Zhu Gaoyang even wondered if it really happened.

The old man didn't answer, but smiled slightly, and said surprisingly: "The first small gift is for you, the God Lord."

It was not to ask for Zhu Gaoyang's consent at all, but just to give a polite notice. Zhu Gaoyang just wanted to ask, but the old man had already slapped him, and something went into it.

"You don't need to do anything, it will go where it should go."

(End of this chapter)