The Heartless Mage Chapter 256: Instinct (2)

Like a heavy cloud, Bai Liuli slowly drifted towards the second-story building surrounded by trees. The small building is a rough building with dirty moss growing on the cement exterior. The window on the first floor is lit with electric lights. Looking from the outside in, you can see that there are sparse tables and chairs in the room, and a big man with a shotgun on his back is pacing back and forth between the tables and chairs.

So Bai Liuli went up to the second floor after chasing a ghost. Across the closed glass window on the second floor, he did not dare to enter through the wall rashly, because a small yellow flag with a slap length stood on the left and right on the narrow windowsill in the room. There should be no wind in the room, but the flags fluttered to the left and right of the hunters, as if a gust of wind split the troops in the middle of the windowsill. Hanging out of the window with his legs crossed, he put his hands on his knees, closed his eyes and lowered his head.

The wind in the window seems to be getting more and more urgent, and the direction is disordered. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, two glass windows slammed open, and two small yellow flags were blown away by the strong wind from the room.

Through the dark window, Bai Liuli saw the little old man in the house. The little old man was wearing a furry hoodie and sat on the floor in the center of the room. Raising his hand and pushing the half-rimmed glasses that slipped to the tip of his nose, the little old man closed his eyes and smiled: "It's incredible, there's a big guy here."

Bai Liuli entered the room and sat down in front of the little old man: "Ding Sihan?"

Ding Sian nodded slightly.

Bai Liuli asked again: "Can you see me?"

Ding Sihan shook his head: "If you can't see it, you don't have to."

Bai Liuli leaned forward as if unable to support her strength, and said softly, "Give me Wuxin."

Ding Sihan smiled: "He just escaped, and he escaped without a trace."

Bai Liuli slowly turned her face away and rolled up her blue eyes in the dark: "Go find him and give it to me."

Ding Sihan finally opened his eyes. He had never practiced Yin-Yang Eye. To see the yang world, he uses his eyes; to see the yin world, he uses his heart. Since he was resurrected as Ding Sihan, he has spent far more time with his heart than with his eyes. He aimed at Bai Liuli accurately, he didn't take people in his eyes, nor did he take ghosts in his eyes.

"It's not a small tone." He said leisurely: "What is your relationship with Wuxin? Good friends? Friendship?"

Bai Liuli blinked slowly: "Good friend, have friendship."

Ding Sihan raised a hand and drew a talisman in front of his face. He glanced at Bai Liuli as if in a demonstration, and then he waved his hand violently, and a fire suddenly burst out in the air. The firelight went straight to Bai Liuli's face, and a bolt of lightning was about to split him into pieces. However, Bai Liuli did not move at all, and the ghostly shadow of the flames passing by him was extinguished silently.

Little Ding Mao raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then felt his knees get cold. When he looked down, he had a premonition that something was wrong.

Bai Liuli's hand is between the virtual and the real. It is a phantom, but with a vague weight and warmth, it silently touches Ding Sihan's knee. He slowly straightened his waist, his hands all the way back. Fingers left Ding Sihan lovingly, he lowered his head, and said in an inaudible voice: "Give it to me."

Then without waiting for Ding Sihan to answer, he stepped back all the way and walked out through the wall.

Ding Sihan hurriedly rolled up his trouser legs, and by the moonlight outside the window, he saw a black patch on his knees the size of his palm. He hurriedly used a small knife to pierce the dark skin, he squeezed hard, and even squeezed out a thick black ointment. He breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that he was on the wrong side!

Bai Liuli decided to find Wuxin herself. However, Wuxin didn't find it, so he found the kitten first.

The kitten is crouching on a low branch, with its wings tucked, and is looking around warily. When he saw Bai Liuli suddenly, he spread his wings with joy: "Brother Liuli, Wuxin is like a wild monkey, no one can find him! You searched and searched, can we go home when we are finished?"

Bai Liuli replied inexplicably, "I'm looking for it."

The kitten scratched its head on the branch and changed several poses in a row: "I have searched for you, and I have also flown over the whole mountain, no inadvertent, nothing!"

When Bai Liuli heard this, she felt that the owl was full of lies and was also a liar. With a sudden movement in his heart, he changed the subject and asked, "Where are the unintentional woman and the woman's brother?"

The kitten opened its pointed mouth, revealing a pointed tongue: "They - went the other way."

Bai Liuli didn't ask any more questions, ignored the kitten, and drifted away. Meanwhile, Scofield, swinging his machete, was fighting a paper man on the mountain road. It turned out that he and Shi Danfeng were fascinated by the ecstasy technique, and stood there in a daze for a long time until their hands were pinched on their necks. They woke up like a dream, struggling to look back, but they met two paper faces with drawn eyebrows!

Shi Danfeng screamed for half, and the other half was caught in the throat by the paper man's hand. Shi Gaofei didn't know he was afraid, but at this time, he took advantage of being calm in the face of danger. With an elbow behind him, he immediately smashed the paper man's white face into a big hole. The paper figurines are all supported by the control and support of a group of ghosts, and their bodies are damaged, so they do not delay their murder. Scruffy tore its hands hard again—when one of them was clasped around his neck, it was very cool and shaded like a human hand. Shi Gaofei couldn't pull its hand away immediately, just as he was suffocating, there was a fire around him. It turned out that Shi Danfeng was ready for camping and carried a 1 yuan lighter with him. At this moment, she was unarmed, and in a hurry, she took out the lighter and clicked it, trying to set fire to scare the things behind her. Unexpectedly, a little spark fell on the hand of the neck, and after a ball of light was blown into the air, the paper figurine was gone.

Shi Danfeng was taken aback and raised his hand to touch his face. It didn't hurt and his facial features were still there. Knowing that she had found the magic weapon to defeat the enemy, she set fire to the paper figurine on her brother's body, and then Zhang Huang went to call Kitten in a panic.

Before she could find the kitten, the paper figurines came again, and three of them came together.

The one-dollar lighter is very shameless, and it starts to fail to fire for no reason. Seeing that the paper man was getting closer, Shi Danfeng asked with a weeping voice, "What is this? What's going on?"

Shi Gaofei took out the machete, thought for a moment, and then had the answer: "Sister, don't be afraid, they should still be ghosts. Normal ghosts are 3D, but the ghosts in front of us are 4D, which are more advanced. Sister, That's the power of technology."

Shi Danfeng responded with a crying voice: "Science, your grandma is a leg! This is good, we are all in the mountains, and I don't have to serve you for the rest of my life."

Shi Gaofei heard his sister's complaints and cursed inwardly: "This vulgar earth woman!"

After scolding, he shouted and charged at the nearest paper figurine with a machete, slashing one of the opponent's arms with one knife. However, the paper man didn't care, raised a white face with a happy brow and smiled, and flickered towards them. Shi Gaofei was not a trainer, so he slashed with one knife on the left and one on the right, and almost chopped up his sister too. Shi Danfeng was caught by a paper figure by the hair, and he couldn't break free, the sword light flashed in front of him again, and he couldn't help screaming and screaming in fright. It was at the fatal moment that a figure suddenly jumped into the air from the tree by the roadside, and then three groups of firelights rose into the sky, and the paper figurines were gone.

Shi Gaofei and Shi Danfeng gasped and stood firm, looking at people with wide eyes. Under a big pale moon, they thought they saw Wuxin.

In the dark, Wuxin's face could not be seen clearly, but they were so familiar with Wuxin that they could recognize it by looking at the figure. Wuxin is naked, his arms and legs are extremely thin, and his body is vaguely a gorgeous color. Shi Gaofei didn't have the patience to look at him, and rushed forward with a shout, he shouted happily: "Baby!"

However, Wuxin took a step back against the moonlight.

Shi Danfeng crossed his brother and stretched out his hand crying and laughing: "Wuxin, silly boy, come here!"

Wuxin turned his face slightly, the white hair on half of his face trembled slightly in the night wind. Quietly staring at Shi Gaofei and Shi Danfeng in front of him, he felt both familiar and unfamiliar. Fang was the one who came down the tree to save them by instinct. In fact, he didn't know why he wanted to help.

Stan Feng Shi Gao Fei took a step towards him together, and they were getting closer and closer to him. Suddenly, the skin and flesh all over the body felt sharp pains like needles, and Wuxin was shocked, and turned around and rushed into the dense forest by the roadside.

Unintentionally keep running, keep running. Running on all fours, climbing and jumping. At the end of the run he stopped on an old tree. Dazedly chewing a mouthful of leaves, he shrank and turned his head.

Animal overwhelms everything and dominates his mind and body. As he shoved the leaves into his mouth, he looked around vigilantly. A "click" bit a hard-shelled beetle mixed in the leaf, and the green juice of the leaf dripped down the corner of his mouth.

When the leaves fill his belly, he slips down the tree and continues running frantically. He ran until there was nowhere to run. He raised his head in front of a stone wall, standing on the wall for thousands of meters, with no vegetation, only sparsely dotted with a few shadows, which were hanging coffins left over thousands of years ago.

Lifting up her still intact left hand and touching the stone wall, she asked herself inadvertently, "Who are they?"

"They" had become a vague concept, all he knew was that "they" were all people. There are bad and good, but who is the good? Can't figure it out.

He sat under the stone wall holding his shoulders, shivering in the cold night wind. He really hoped that a good person would come and hug him, not to hug him, but to touch him. He was too scared and lonely. He looked up again and saw a small hole in the stone wall. He stood up trembling, raised his broken right hand to grab a protruding sharp stone, and started to climb towards the hole.