Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

Chapter 608 He has a clear mind

Failed!
Chen Yuanshan's eight arms grabbed Shen Zheqi from eight different directions.

At the same time, Shen Zheqi finally heard his voice muttering: "Hurry, faster!"

"I want to make 10,000 pan-fried buns and 10,000 fried dough sticks. Hurry, hurry up!"

As he spoke, eight arms danced in the air and formed afterimages, bang bang bang bang, hitting Shen Zheqi's Buddha bead defense continuously.

As an awakened spiritual bond master, Chen Yuanshan's own cultivation level is not very high, only the fourth level.

Even after the alienation, the increase in his combat power was extremely limited, and Shen Zheqi was able to deal with it with ease.

After he clearly heard Chen Yuanshan's repeated words, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Looking back, the professional social worker who first entered the breakfast shop seemed to behave similarly.

You are a salty fish, don’t work overtime, you are a social animal.

The breakfast shop owner has eight arms and makes breakfast.

Shen Zheqi seemed to have grasped something vaguely and suddenly understood: "It's desire. The desire of a social animal is to be a salted fish and not work overtime; the desire of Chen Yuanshan is to have a few extra arms and make more breakfasts as quickly as possible. Sell."

"This curse materializes people's inner desires?"

Following this line of thought, when Shen Zheqi looked at the distorted humans on the street, it began to become much clearer.

A man and a woman kissing on the street, the man turns into a yellow banana, and the woman turns into a golden copper coin, which represents their respective inner desires.

The child who has transformed into a string of candied haws-lubs wants to make more money.

"However, even if we understand the reason for their mutation, we still can't completely solve it and make them return to normal."

"Is there really no other way?"

When Shen Zheqi thought of this, his eyes fell on his bonded soul, the string of Buddhist beads.

No, there is another way.

However, Shen Zheqi was not sure whether he would be in danger if he used that method.

He glanced at Chen Yuanshan, who was now transformed into an eight-armed monster, and seemed to recall those little words of advice in his ears, and finally made up his mind.

Shen Zheqi took half a step back, gathered his hands in front of his chest, and formed the seal again.

This time, the dark patterns on each Buddhist bead glowed with golden light. As the dark patterns on each Buddhist bead lit up, the entire breakfast room was immediately illuminated by gold.

The string of beads opened instantly, and in the middle, a huge translucent "卍" appeared.

This is one of the means by which Buddhist beads can connect spirits - his mind is connected!
Since the root cause of curse and alienation is desire, then Shen Zheqi can use his mind communication method to enter the other person's desire world and reawaken it!
When Shen Zheqi thought of this, he took a step forward and passed through the "Swastika" light door.

The next second, his figure disappeared from the breakfast shop.

The eight-armed monster Chen Yuanshan has his eight arms spread out, his body is slightly tilted back, and one foot is supported on the ground in an extremely uncoordinated posture, as if it is more like half floating in the air.

Around him, the scattered pots, pans, knives, spoons and chopsticks were also floating around.

The picture was frozen at this moment.

……

The golden light in Shen Zheqi's eyes receded.

He came to the door of the breakfast shop again,

Pushing open the door of the breakfast shop, the familiar figure of Chen Yuanshan appeared in front of him.

Looking at this scene, it seems that the previous experience was all a dream. If it weren't for Chen Yuanshan who was stir-frying, frying, and wrapping with eight arms at this time.

This is Chen Yuanshan's dream of desire.

"Xiao Shen, are you here?" Chen Yuanshan raised his head and looked at Shen Zheqi, with a smile on his slightly older face and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

"Uncle Yuanshan." Shen Zheqi's expression remained as usual. He seemed not to have noticed Chen Yuanshan's eight octopus-like arms and sat down calmly.

Two fried dough sticks, a bowl of tofu curd, and two steamed buns.

This time there was no waiting, the familiar breakfast was delivered to him in a few seconds.

Shen Zheqi tapped his chin lightly, picked up a fried dough stick nonchalantly, took a bite, chewed it casually a few times, and asked at the same time:

"Uncle Yuanshan, why do you want to make more breakfasts to sell?" He paused, "Is it to make money?"

If it is just to make money, according to Shen Zheqi's observed performance, the desire for money should be more specific.

However, Chen Yuanshan did not have the relevant alienation characteristics, so Shen Zheqi asked this question.

If it’s not to make money, then what is it for?
Chen Yuanshan didn't seem to expect that Shen Zheqi would ask this, and he paused slightly.

But here is a desire dream constructed with his mind as the connecting channel. In this dream, all thoughts will be presented in their truest state, that is, one question and one answer, without lies.

So after a brief pause, Chen Yuanshan still opened his mouth and said:

"I'm going to make more breakfasts and serve more customers."

This was an answer Shen Zheqi had never imagined. He couldn't help but continue to ask: "Why?"

"Because I want to see my son as soon as possible." Chen Yuanshan answered truthfully, "He is a combat spiritual master. He was selected when he awakened at the age of eighteen and joined the third war zone."

The third war zone? When Shen Zheqi heard this, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

If he remembered correctly, except for Legion Commander Ye Qiu, everyone in the third theater had already...

"I know what you want to say, but he was temporarily assigned a special mission. When he fought against the Old Testament Apostles in the third war zone, he was not in the war zone." Chen Yuanshan glanced at Shen Zheqi, who had a strange expression, and continued.

"So, this is why you always ask me about mission assignments. Is it because you want to know what your son is doing?" Shen Zheqi was a little confused.

"Yes. Not long ago, my son wrote me a letter, telling me that he is continuing to perform special tasks and asking me to study my cooking skills. When my breakfast restaurant becomes a household name in Daxia, he will also It’s time to go home.”

One of Chen Yuanshan's eight arms took out a thick stack of envelopes.

Some of the envelopes are a little yellowed, but they are all in good condition.

Seeing this, Shen Zheqi fell silent.

As far as he knew, there was no such thing as a special mission. As Ye Qiu's Qiulin Guard in the Third War Zone, there was no possibility of being sent abroad.

According to common sense, after every combat spirit master dies in battle, his family should be informed and express condolences.

Unless there is a possibility.

That is, on the eve of the decisive battle, Ye Qiu asked each of his subordinates to make their last words. The content of Chen Yuanshan's son's last words was related to not telling his father, Chen Yuanshan, the truth.

With Ye Qiu's almost abnormal memory and execution ability, there is a high probability that this is the truth.

When Shen Zheqi thought of this, he put down the half-eaten fried dough sticks in his hand and looked up at the old man who was still working hard in front of him.

Look at his temples that are starting to turn gray.

Shen Zheqi now faces a decision, that is, should he tell Chen Yuanshan the truth?
(End of this chapter)