"Is he fond of refining live or dead puppets?" Wuruo continued
"Why do you want to ask these things?" Sang Lun said
If Wuruo didn't answer him, he asked again, "which one is the living puppet or the dead puppet that torments people?"
Sang Lun: "..."
"When I'm done with my questions, you can die with them if you don't answer."
If I answer your question and help you do something, will you really let me go
Wuruo promises in a low voice, "do what you say."
When sang Lun saw that stretching his head was a knife, and shrinking his head was a knife, he could only choose to try and believe him: "base likes to make living people into puppets, especially the men and women who he has played and who look good, and his favorite is to make dead puppets, because the period of making living people into dead puppets can make them very painful, so base will be particularly excited and happy."
If Wu Ruo heard what was behind him, he could not help imagining that the last Ushi had been killed by pastel and then refined into a puppet.
He stared at base coldly: "next, what I want you to do is to make base into a puppet according to the way of base refining.
He wanted to give Basse a taste of how Ushi had been made into a puppet.
Ba se shuddered all over. From Wu ruo's voice, he could hear that Wu Ruo was serious. He struggled with excitement and fear. He did not cry out: "Wu Wu..."
Most let him don't understand is, he and Wu if have no deep hatred? Even because of Gaoling City, but not without success? Why did Wu Ruo want his life?
Sang Lun was stunned.
"Do you do it or not?" The ghost behind pushed him.
"Hmmm --" ba se turned his head to Sang Lun and shook his head desperately.
Wu Ruo looks at ba se, and there is a touch of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth.
Isn't it exciting and enjoyable to refine others? Now that he has been refined by others, he knows that he is afraid?
Sang Lun looked at his eyes and bit his teeth. "Do it."
Just a word, let ba se fall to the ground.
This is human nature. In life and death, we should take ourselves first.
"Now," said Wuruo
Sang Lun twisted his eyebrows: "I don't have a tool to make a puppet now.
Wuruo asked people to return sanglun's waist bag: "is this OK?"
Mulberry Lun clenches waist bag: "OK."
Wuruo warned him, "don't play tricks. People here are either ghosts or corpse servants. Your insects are not very useful to them."
Sang Lun: "..."
Wuruo asked people to take off the cloth towels on the brown eyes and mouth.
Baise hurriedly called to Wuruo who came out of the room: "Wuruo, I have never done anything to hurt you since we knew each other. Why do you want to kill me?"
Wuruo looked back slightly: "I want to kill people, OK?"
Bashe: "..."
The people of the ghost clan tied Bashe off to the table and said to sanglun, "let's start."
Sanglun went to Bashe and said, "little Lord, I'm sorry."
Basher was worried and scared: "since I know that I am the young master, you can't make me into a puppet."
Sang Lun did not speak.
"Sang Lun, if you refine me into a puppet, my father will not let you go."
Sang Lun's body trembled slightly, and he took out the tools for refining puppets from his waist bag.
BA's face turned white and his voice trembled. "Sang Lun, you can't do this to me. You can't make me into a puppet."
"Little Lord, if you don't die, we will both die."
Baze cried to Wu Ruo outside the door and begged, "Wu Ruo, please let me go. I beg you. As long as you let me go, you can do anything. What I said is true."
Wu Ruo looked at the man with tears and snot indifferently: "hurry up."
Sang Lun quickly took a knife and made a stroke on his toes, ankles, knees, fingers, wrists, elbows and arms. Then he took out a number of slippery soft cotton black worms and put them in the wound.
Insects smell the smell of blood and quickly get into the body of Baise to eat.
"Ah, one by one --" ba se screamed bitterly, especially at night. Something moved quickly in his body. The nearest ghost could even see a black insect crawling through his eyes. He had gooseflesh all over his body in a moment. A moment later, there was a red circle in the area where he was injured.
Suddenly, there was a black in front of Wu ruo's eyes.
"That's it." Black Xuan Yi covers his eyes and says he doesn't like his wife staring at other men naked all the time.
"Well." Wu ruo's cold face softens instantly, turns around and hugs the man's waist, picks up the tiptoe and kisses his face. Then, lying in black Xuan Yi's arms, he says, "why is the cry so energetic?"
Sang Lun listened, picked up the knife, and drew a knife on his head.
Black Xuan Yi looks at them coldly and takes the people in her arms and leaves here.
Black Yin followed up and said, "madam, we have two more people."
"Who is it?" Wuruo asked
"The people of the Wu family in Gaoling city are the brothers who once competed with his wife in skating.
"Let them go," murmured Wu
"Yes."
Black Yin released wusheng and Wuxia.
Seeing Wu Ruo, Wu Xia angrily took out his sword and stabbed Wu Ruo: "Wu Ruo, I don't need you to avenge me with your false kindness. I will solve the problem of Bashe myself.
They had just been locked in the next room, and naturally heard what they said.
Black Yin hit his sword directly to the ground.
"Don't be amorous." Wu Ruo sneers: "I won't help my schemers get revenge. Heiyin, send them out."
Several Guizu help push and carry wusheng and Wuxia out of the black mansion.
The screams in the room were still heard. I didn't know how long it took to stop.
When the Baise was really made into a puppet, Wu Ruo and Hei Xuanyi just got to sleep. They were both satisfied and a little unhappy when they saw the blankness in their eyes.
He wanted to make Baise like the Ushi of the last life, but it was still useful for his master, so he had to keep it.
Sang Lun took out a bell and handed it to Wu Ruo: "just shake the bell and order him, and he will do what you want."
Wuruo took the bell and said, "lie down and lick the ground."
Baise did not hesitate to lie on the ground, like a dog, licking the ground full of mud.
Sang Lun: "..."
For the first time, he saw the young Lord above, making such a low action.
"It seems that the refining is very successful." Wu Ruo didn't mean to let ba se stop licking the ground. Looking at sang Lun, he said, "I'm the only one who can control him, right?"
"Yes." Afraid that he would not believe it, sang Lun said, "the bells in his body are the same as those in your hands. There are no other bells in the world that match the bells in his body."
Wu Ruo nodded.
"Then can I leave?" Sang Lun asked
If Wu Ruo looks at the sky outside, it's not even in the prime time, it's not bright yet, and there are not many people outside, so it's no big matter to let him leave: "well, you go."
Sanren was surprised that he was so cheerful and did not dare to delay. He left heifu quickly.
Wuruo confessed to heigan, "let's go out and say that the immortal weapon is in sanglun's hands. Then send someone to disguise wuchenzi to chase and kill sanglun and ask him to hand over the immortal weapon, but don't kill people."
"Yes."
If Wu Ruo tells something good, he goes back to the room to dress and comb black Xuan Yi's hair.
Black Xuan Yi washes out and sees ba se lying on the ground licking the ground, picking up her eyebrows.
Wuruo pointed to the man on the ground: "let's give him to Shifu first, and then go to the hall for breakfast."
"Well." Black Xuan Yi looks at Wu Ruo and shakes the bell. He says to ba se, "I want you to be like a dog, shouting and following us."
"Wang Wang --" barking and dancing, he followed them to numu's yard.
When numu saw the barking of barking dogs, he was surprised and said, "what's wrong with barking?"
"Wuruo simply said:" I let sang Lun refine him into a puppet
Numu was stunned and laughed: "Bashe, you have such a day."
Wu Ruo hands the bell to numu. "Master, Bashe has given it to you. When he is useless, kill him."
In this way, he is also revenge for the last Ushi.
Nuki answered, then shook the bell, "come and lick my shoes."
Bashi rushed to numu and helped him lick his vamp.
Wuruo looked at the Bashe on the ground: "master, I don't believe in sanglun very much. You'd better control Bashe with Gu and insect by yourself. You can be more assured with multiple guarantees.
"Good." Numu took a centipede like insect out of his belt, put it into Bashi's mouth, and then handed it to the people under his hand. They took care of Bashi, and then went to the front hall to have breakfast with Wuruo and them.
Then, the guard guarding the gate came to report: "master, madam, there are several people making a noise outside, shouting that the madam killed their son Xiaoyu, and they also carried their son's body outside to guard."
Wu Ruo knew it was Wu Qian who left them.
So, Wuyu is dead, so he is revenging for the last generation of wuzhu.
Big brother, little Xi, you can rest in peace.
Next, apart from the Wu family, only Ruan Zhizheng and his master are left.
Wuruo thought of Ruan Zhizheng and his master. His eyes were cold. Now he didn't know where they were.
"Let them go," said black Xuan Yi in a low voice
"Yes."
The guard went back to the gate, ignoring Wu Qianli and Ruan Lanru.
Ruan Lanru cried and cursed: "Wuruo, you are not as good as the beast. Even your cousin killed you. You can't die easily."
Another guard couldn't hear him, so he refuted, "which eye did you see my wife kill your son?"
Wu Qianli said excitedly, "my son's body was sent back by Wu ruo's brute."
The guard sneered: "it's obvious that someone framed our wife. Even if my wife killed your son, she would not be stupid enough to tell you that she killed him after he killed him. Isn't that a trouble for her? What's more stupid is that you believe that if you send your son's body back, you can help kill your son's murderer to deal with others. "
Wu Qianli: "..."
Ruan Lanru: "..."
Wu Anyi: "..."