The fruit of killing life

In an instant, most of the men in the temple, including Master Wang, subconsciously clamped their buttocks.

Of course, quite a few of them looked fieryly at Wu Wencai's ass, and licked their lips wetly.

It seems that I have been looking forward to the new goods for a long time.

Before Wu Wen could throw away the box, the apron inside had already slipped into his lapel like lightning, and he got on his body automatically.

Dozens of silk threads representing his "destiny" in this life extended from his body and floated towards the mysterious "Gong Wu" behind the curtain.

Realizing what he was about to face, this "evil nature" who had committed all kinds of bad things finally regretted it, and let out a miserable scream:

"Help me! Save me! Master Hades, I was wrong, let me go to hell, let me go to hell!
I want to continue to grind, I want to make a little red flower, I want to reform well, and I want to strive to be this year's model vanguard.

Give me one more chance, give me one more chance—! "

Master Wang, who was shrunk inside Brother Song's body, could only spread his hands silently, expressing that he was powerless to help.

These scapegoats were all going to die for his old king. It was fate for Sun Yueniang to "fly up the branch", and it was fate for Wu Wencai to "live rather than die".

The box also slipped quietly from his hand.

The ten companions lost three in one breath, which also allowed the remaining survivors to truly recognize the situation.

[Tongxin Faluo] But I can hear it clearly.

"Actor's curtain call?

"Life? It will take a year of the monkey to end the show?
Let's not stay in this creepy place, we're going to the next stop!Let us go! "

As we all know, in the hanging string puppet show, the real actors are not these manipulative marionettes, but are always hiding behind the curtain"

——Ye Xianglang!

The lid was flipped open, and a bamboo dung spoon rolled out from inside!

In the ever-changing red clouds above the sky, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a huge eye——Hundred-eyed Lingguan!
at this time.

No matter how hard the indigenous side struggles and how many times they crack the plots, they will inevitably come to an end.

Every wish in a person's heart is naturally beautiful.

As he said that, the townspeople in the temple removed the disguise of "deceitful hearts", and all of them revealed their true nature as marionettes.

From the moment you stepped on stage, you were destined to be part of us sooner or later.

【Duke Wu is supreme in the theater, don't look directly at him! 】

The so-called tragedy is just... destroying the most beautiful things for others to see!
"Accidents, outsiders, the world is different, I seem to see it more and more clearly"

They didn't realize until now that this rule was a pit from the beginning.

Wooden body, limbs, stiff face, uncontrolled facial features
Silk threads like tapeworms drilled in and out of the body, making the wooden body twitch continuously.

As long as there are enough people below, the people above can be tall enough!

"Since no one in the 'audience' wants to meet a new destiny, please continue to enjoy the next show."

Realize that the moon outside the sky is not rounder than the world.

Most of the taboos about weird killings have rules to follow.

The "audience" is unaware of the taboos that the "actor" needs to abide by.

And as "audience", they can never interfere with the progress of the play.

They all realized something was wrong.

at this time.

There was only a miserable howl in his mouth, and the whole person completely turned into a puppet with a dark face.

Seeing that the remaining seven people were scared off by the two unlucky guys, no one voluntarily gave up their identity as an audience.

And it is spreading rapidly to other parts.

It looks like a giant centipede tail carved out of rosewood, and a human torso with thousands of arms.

Seeing the angry expressions on the faces of a group of people, the old temple official laughed even happier:
"When will the show end? Of course, it will only end after the actors call their curtains.

The speed was a little slower, and Li Tieniu, who was lucky enough to escape, boldly asked:
"What play?"

Master Wang just silently deleted all the memories in his mind.

[Third, even if there is something wrong with the performance of the puppet show, the audience is not allowed to intervene in the performance, let alone attack our performers. 】

The puppet theater is not prepared to let any "audience" out of here at all.

It's exactly: "When you are lucky, don't force yourself. It's useless to waste your time today. A pool of clear water is raining today, and the ground is full of residual flowers. Last night's wind!"

Kala Kala
With the crisp sound of joint movements, all the puppets with different images slowly surrounded them with stiff steps.

"At critical moments, you can only rely on yourself."

No matter how he resisted, Ye Xianglang's "fate" pushed him to pick up the dung spoon and walk onto the street.

I saw a mysterious smile on the old man's face, and slowly spit out two words:
"Life!
Now that Zhou has been caught, the next repertoire you want to enjoy is naturally life! "

Looking at the butcher who died on the ground, all the silk threads that were originally tied to his body have been transferred to Li Tieniu's body.

They followed the silk thread on Wu Gong's body and raised their heads to look at the source.

The so-called "full water will overflow, and the moon will lose when it is full", the people who most hope that life will be solidified without any accidents are the small group at the top of the pyramid.

Once the lower level loses the "accident", that is, the "fleeing one", it means that hope is completely lost.

Just as the townspeople at the front were grinning and were about to grab Senior Brother Song by the neck.

Whenever he wants to resist this state, the degree of lignification on his body will increase rapidly as can be seen with the naked eye.

Wang Yuan palmed and took out the half [Shengtian Banzi].

Although Wu Wencai is already a former employee who has nothing to do with him, I still wish him to be able to do a job and love a job from now on, so good!

At this moment, he surged up fiercely, regardless of any consequences, and took a step forward and kicked the butcher closest to him to pieces.

Fate!

"I'm going back to hell!"

With their insight and knowledge reserves, they are doomed to be unlucky, even Brother Song Qian, who was a warlock before his death, is the same.

At this time, Wang Yuan has come to his senses.

No matter how you pull it, you can't stop pulling those silk threads that represent "fate" on your body.

[Rule [-], the audience cannot go to the next stop until the performance of this show is successfully completed. 】

And every accident may be an opportunity for the lower classes to stand up.

"Haha, vulnerable!
Grandpa Tie Niu will kill you all today, so that you can play tricks again! "

Just as he was laughing and preparing to pounce on the second puppet, his body froze suddenly, and he lowered his head in astonishment, only to find that his feet had turned into wood.

Commandment: The road to Fengshu is difficult and dangerous, and the water enters the turbid river and becomes turbid.It's hard to be blessed when one's illness reaches the end of the year, and the lamp is dimmed when the oil source is insufficient!

While preventing the leakage of secrets, it can also allow him to enjoy this brand new career without psychological barriers.

Rather than letting everyone live the beautiful life of their dreams, [Weird], who is in charge of writing the script, prefers to see the misery and despair on human faces when Huang Liang's dream is shattered.

But in the eyes of those townspeople who respected "Duke Wu" so much, there was a lot of doubt.

That is to say, unless an actor invites them to cooperate, they cannot stay in a hotel here, cannot eat, and can only watch on the sidelines.

Everyone's eyes suddenly widened.

When the lives of countless individuals in this small town have become dramas, how could there be an end?
Children and grandchildren are infinitely scarce.

It wasn't until Wu Wen was weakly sandwiched between two burly men who were as strong as a cow, and was forcibly taken away while stroking his buttocks.

In other words, after Li Tieniu kills the puppet butcher, he takes over his role himself.

Facing the crowd, the townspeople immediately caught a glimpse of the true deity of the god 'Grand Wu'.

[Don't look up!Don't look up! 】

Obvious.

"why?"

Gorgeous makeup appeared on his face, and he put on gorgeous clothes. Every frown and smile revealed thousands of styles different from women.

Seeing Li Tieniu, the strongest fighter who got up from the ground again and joined the enemy's formation, everyone was even more desperate, and could only huddle together and retreat step by step towards the curtain.

The old temple official was not disappointed at all, and continued to say with a smile:

And Wang Yuan, as a visitor from outside the universe, with strange numbers in the world, seems to be the "accident" that the natives have been waiting for for a long time!
This has repeatedly caused several [Heavenly Officials] to make mistakes in their calculations.

Ding Ling Bang Bang fell into a piece of parts.

The spectator who had given up his status as an "spectator" because Sun Yueniang couldn't wait, had just picked up a box, but was frightened and froze in place because of Wu Wencai's tragic end.

After he entered the role of "little official", his temperament suddenly turned feminine.

"do not come!"

Li Tieniu, who was born as a water bandit, was the most irritable. He was already getting angry when he was tricked again and again.

Why is this god who rules his own destiny, the upper body is a flesh body, and the lower body is also a puppet like himself?
Why are there also silk threads tied to his body that look like tapeworms and are constantly sucking something?
It was so shocking that they had forgotten the precepts they needed to obey:

Looking at the distant dream, Wang Yuan thought to himself:

The seven "spectators" with their backs to the gods finally left the theater smoothly with their feet empty.

Outside of the dream, the two sides are locked in a scuffle. How similar is this dream where everything is designed by people?

But the social division of labor composed of people, just like the natural world, always presents a pyramid structure with a thick bottom and a thin top.

Wang Yuan took over his body in an instant, turned around and tore off the "curtain" behind him that stood in front of Mr. Wu!
Whoa-!
The scene behind the curtain was instantly exposed to everyone, and the sound of gongs, drums, and suona that was in charge of the soundtrack suddenly became extremely noisy.

His master Wang is too kind-hearted to see such suffering in the world.

[Taboo: Only those outsiders who have truly jumped out of the way of heaven will be able to truly play against the sky and win against the sky! 】

At that time, no matter how much "Sun Tzu's Art of War" was read, it was impossible for a fish seller to deviate from the established life trajectory and become a superior person.

In theory, as long as a flaw can be found, even ordinary people may survive in their hands.

"Go away! Go away!"

"Ye Xianglang?! I want to spend eternity in this town cleaning up other people's shit?!
No, no, I don't want it! "

At the same time, it is also the main reason why [Da Si Ming] loves him in everything.

It seemed that every play that fit a role and a predetermined destiny resulted in something being sucked out of their bodies and eaten.

Are you trying to forcibly interrupt the show?
Alright, this old man will give you a chance! "

"what--!"

It is a perfect work of art in anyone's eyes.

"Grand Wu feeds on the precious 'accidents' of the townspeople, maintaining his half-meat, half-puppet existence.

The sleeping [Hundred-eyed Lingguan] feeds on the family member of 'Wu Gong' to practice his own [The Way of Three Lives and Five Stars].

Where is the supreme god Wu Gong?

Another marionette, miserable and cowardly escaping its fate, compared with the countless townspeople whose fate dictates their fate."

In a trance, Wang Yuan seemed to have a new understanding of his role as a "river crossing pawn".