My Weird Life

Chapter 290: Exceeded destiny (1/2)

Chapter 290 Beyond the Fate (12)

If saved,

The old way will be completely sewn up,

The ghost craftsman can use all his strength to capture Qingmiao and sew for her!

If you don't save,

turned to help Laodao get out of trouble,

Then these disciples will be stitched with black threads in an instant,

vitality disappears,

Become a puppet of a ghost craftsman!

Above the dark dome,

The scarlet threads are woven into a large net,

The figures of all the disciples of the stove team, hung by black ropes, dangled from the mesh, and swayed back and forth in the air.

Li Yueshan looked up at his disciples,

The body trembled violently,

There were more and more painful expressions on Shen Ning's face.

His face was red,

His body trembled so much that he could barely hold his fists,

Even his eyes were slightly red,

But at a certain moment, looking at the disciples who were being stitched up by black threads, he suddenly turned his head, his body was still in place, and he stopped shaking!

Master's face was ferocious, and he said sharply to Su Wu: "Go! Go! Take this old man away!

I stay here, I stay here—"

He made the final decision.

The same decision,

He did it once many years ago.

The incident of that time made him repeat in his memories and regrets for the rest of his life. In the dead of night, the face of the old man would appear in front of him, circling and spinning.

But even so,

Li Yueshan has already tasted the taste of regret and regret,

Now facing this situation again,

He still made the same decision!

Master clenched his fists and spoke to Su Wu almost like a roar,

The old Taoist who was grabbed by the shoulders of the pale giant hand and lifted it up laughed madly, interrupting Li Yueshan's words: "Hahaha, quickly sew it, quickly sew it—

When it wants to sew,

I don't sew it!

When it doesn't want to sew,

I want to sew it!

You, you, you—”

The old Taoist swayed his fingers back and forth between Su Wu and Li Yueshan,

After saying several 'you',

The finger suddenly pointed at Su Wu,

His expression was instantly clear,

looked at Su Wu seriously: "Why don't you sew yourself to it?

connect everything to yourself,

Sew a circle,

Let it sew enough,

Wouldn’t it be fine? ! "

This old Taoist looked serious and serious,

The words that said became more and more insane, making Su Wu unsure for a while, whether he had regained consciousness for a moment, or had he gone insane at all, pretending to be serious and serious? !

"Hahaha,

My life is over, my life is over—" The old Taoist's expression became crazy again,

The giant pale hand lifted the golden thread,

suddenly sewed to his mouth,

To sew his mouth completely,

Can't make a sound!

Su Wu looked at the brothers and sisters hanging in the air,

The ghost craftsman sewed the younger brothers and sisters together,

hangs in the sky,

Show it to yourself and the master.

This kind of behavior can be understood as a threat to the family by Li Wei!

But whether it understands itself,

its present actions,

was done by accident, but it happened to hit the key and pinched its own side,

Or is it just purposeful?

If the latter,

Doesn't just mean that it has a certain ability to think? !

A sly widow with only thinking ability...

"Aren't you going to try?"

"You really don't - uh! Do you wash?!"

Lao Dao tried his best to turn his head under the restraint of the giant hand, and spoke to Su Wu with a strange smile,

he spoke,

Half of the lips were sewn up,

So the words became slurred!

Su Wu looked at him, and suddenly his expression changed slightly. He turned to the master and asked, "Master, if the fate is more than ninety-nine dollars, what will happen?"

After the old Taoist opened his mouth to speak, the master frowned in thought,

Hearing what the eldest disciple said,

said directly: "No one's life can exceed nine taels of nine coins - just like the internal organs of the human body have a fixed number, no one can grow two hearts, like two stomach bags, if they really grow two stomach bags,

Then there must be a stomach bag that is useless,

hangs on the body,

In addition to consuming one's own blood essence and becoming a burden,

There is no second effect!

Awu, do you want to…”

Master clearly considered Laodao's words carefully, so he could answer without hesitation.

"Let the disciples be the burden on Li Ji's body,

It now intends to sew the fate of nine taels of nine coins. If it is successfully sewn by it, the consequences will be disastrous!

Now can be sure,

The fate of the old Taoist priest and Qingmiao can fit it,

Let it sew the fate of the nine-nine pole number,

Among them, the life style sewn with gold thread is the most expensive - that old Taoist priest is not an ordinary person. As a Taoist priest, he must play a pivotal role in Maoshan witches. Ordinary Taoist priests who move mountains do not have such tyrannical means and instruments. !

It can be seen that his life is precious.

The life pattern sewn with white thread is the lightest,

Qingmiao's past, Master is also clear.

And ghost craftsmen can sew many quirks and enhance their level.

its own destiny,

will not be less than four taels!

The sum of these three may be the fate of the nine-nine pole number.

It dyed red thread with blood to form a red thread to sew me up—certainly not to make me part of its 'Fate Puzzle', it should be a good thing that I don't want me to break it,

my destiny,

may make it difficult too,

is very difficult to clean up. "

Listening to what the eldest disciple said, Li Yueshan nodded again and again.

He had already noticed before that the life of his eldest disciple was extremely hard.

Back then, the ‘grandmother stone’ wanted to infect him with qi,

was attacked by his fate, smashing the qi machine—this point also shows that the eldest disciple’s fate is also more valuable, and it should be more than four taels!

Yes,

Li Yueshan had no objection to what the eldest disciple said.

Su Wu glanced at Master,

went on to say: "The words of the old Tao may not be crazy words,

Although his own memory has been washed away,

But the instinct of the past is still there,

Maybe he sensed a life-and-death crisis,

Driven by instinct,

The suggestion given by is the most correct suggestion - I have thought about it carefully, and I also feel that this suggestion has a high probability of success. "

"Master,

There is no time for us to experiment with other methods.

can only be risky! "Su Wu said solemnly,

Black liquid surged under his feet,

Young shoot's body emerges.

Even if the young crops are protected in the shadow world by him, there are still ropes going through the shadow world,

At this moment, there were several pale giant hands surrounding Qingmiao, stitching together constantly on her body.

"It sews fate,

will independently use various threads of different colors,

How can you be sure that it won't sew you with red thread,

but with gold thread,

White thread to sew? "Li Yueshan asked in a deep voice.

If the ghost craftsman used red thread to sew Su Wu,

I am afraid of the final outcome,

will never be able to develop in the direction they want.

"I can make sure that it will be sewn on me with gold and white threads!"

"Then try it!"

Su Wu glanced at Li Qingmiao on the ground,

turned around and walked towards the dumb old Taoist priest,

His mouth was sewn up,

Only one pair of eyes twitched,

Seeing Su Wu approaching,

There was a smile in the eyes of the old Taoist priest.

The giant pale hand walked around the old Taoist priest's flying needle,

There are thin white lines on the wrist connecting this hand with the Qi channels of heaven and earth.

Su Wu took a deep breath,

Looking at the iron needle flashing cold light between the giant fingers,

stretched out a hand,

A golden thread suddenly appeared under the skin of the palm of his hand—this golden thread was a golden thread that fell when he slapped the ghost craftsman's face with the altar wood!

Now,

He gathers his spirit,

Manipulating this golden thread, staring at the giant hand that moves the needle fast,

At the moment when Jushou Teng changed the gold thread,

The golden thread protruding from the skin on the back of his hand suddenly pierced out, silently passing through the giant fingers, the almost invisible pinhole of iron needle!

Such means,

is amazing!

But Su Wu gathered his spirit,

The moment of the bright day, the mind of the mind,

The tiny pinhole that was originally indistinguishable was enlarged as big as a fist in his eyes - he just put a rope through the hole as big as a fist, what's the difficulty? !

The golden thread goes through the giant hand,

wrapped around it.

The giant hand's movements stagnate slightly,

Then,

it turns back,

pierced the iron needle into Su Wu's skin,

An icy, bone-piercing pain started to appear on Su Wu's body as the iron needle passed through the skin.

Every time the needle passes through Su Wu's skin,

made him feel closer to an iceberg!

He watched the giant hand twist the needle and pierce his own skin, and then turned to sew it on Laodao. The needle and thread shuttled back and forth between him and Laodao. His eyes showed the color of thinking: If the ghost craftsman really has the ability to think,

will even use the strategy of besieging Wei to save Zhao,

Why is the ghost craftsman now running over to himself, intending to become his life-threatening behavior,

Instead, you don’t care about it?

Does it really have the ability to think?

The golden thread formed a light and strange pattern under Su Wu's skin,

Pain spread from the surface of the skin to the depths of his marrow.

Su Wu frowned slightly,

When the giant hand twisted the iron needle and pierced it,

A layer of black film suddenly wrapped around his arm,

The iron needle passed through the black membrane of the ghost hand,

brings out bright yellow silk threads,

and then began to sew on Laodao.

completely ignored Su Wu's use of ghost hands instead of himself to complete the stitching.

At this time,

The old Taoist turned around and winked at Su Wu.

Su Wu pondered for a moment,

also wrapped Lao Dao’s half body with ghost hands,

The giant hand still held the golden thread and passed it through the ghost's hand, unaware that its stitching object had been adjusted!

The bubbles on the ghost's hands bulged and burst,

The fine gold threads are intertwined on the black film,

Gradually formed a strange pattern.

The giant hand is like an instrument for inputting precise programs. Each stitch will make the lines formed by the thin lines more dense and full, without any damage to the lines.

the other side,

Su Wu picked up the altar wood again,

slammed the giant hand stitching on Li Qingmiao's body,

A few strands of white thread fell off the giant's hand,

fell into Su Wu's palm,

Su Wu returned a reassuring smile to Master,

Then repeat the old trick,

Pass the white thread through the pinhole,

Covers itself with ghost hands at the same time,

The giant hand that was stitching up Li Qingmiao turned back,

Begin to sew the white thread on the black film that wraps Su Wu's body.

Gold and white two distinct textures,