Manzhushahua·Banhua

Chapter 5: Taming Sheep
After ten years of dreaming, at the end, that hairy girl's fierce face was blurred in memory, the only thing that was clear was that day when she pounced on him and bit him viciously on the wrist.

The bone-deep tooth marks were left on his hands like a branding iron.

It's so fierce... In a daze, he sighed, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In his illusory memory, he still remembered his cheeks as red as peaches. I just want to touch her hair lightly - at that moment, the sound of the flute sounded from nowhere, Xiao Ye Zi raised her head and smiled at him strangely, her face turned pale, but the corner of her mouth was Stained with blood, hideous and terrifying.

He exclaimed, subconsciously took a few steps back, and suddenly saw a tiny hole in Xiao Ye Zi's fair neck!Under the skin, there was something tumbling and wriggling vaguely.She smiled strangely, licked the blood from the corner of her mouth, and staggered towards him with a dull expression, stretched out her pale and cold hands, and grabbed his neck.

"Little Ye Zi! Little Ye Zi!" The moment those cold little hands stroked his skin, a horrified cry escaped from his unconscious mouth.

The moment he woke up, that cold hand was really pressing on his throat, really.

The body seemed to be dead and unable to move, but the mind was more agile than usual.As soon as he opened his eyes and saw the girl in red clothes prostrated on his chest, he immediately remembered the desperate situation he had landed in—this demon girl used some kind of sorcery to form the illusion of Little Leaf, trapped Live by yourself.

Blood slowly seeped from his neck and flowed into his collar.The tiny teeth were gnawing at his veins, and he vaguely heard the sound of swallowing, which chilled the blood in his whole body - what is this witch doing?She is drinking his blood?She is drinking his blood!

He wanted to shout, to draw his sword and sit up, but his body was completely numb, unable to complete any action at all.At that moment, he thought of those zombies wandering in the empty village, could it be...does he also want to become one of them?
"Are you awake?" As if he had finally drunk enough blood, the little body lying on his chest moved a little, and a face lifted from his neck, opened and closed his bloody lips, and asked him.

"Little Ye Zi!" At that moment, he was shocked again.That kind of shock actually broke through the numbness in his body, and made him exclaim - still that face!It's still that face! ... The witch in front of him actually still has the face he had when he stabbed out with the sword last night, the face of Xiao Yezi ten years ago!

This time it was clearly not a phantom, but appeared vividly in front of him, smiling unfathomably at him close at hand.

The morning light came in and shone on the girl's jade-like face, with a layer of fine hair on it, like a delicate peach.The exact same face, exactly.Even his lips were stained with his blood, holding a strange smile.

The only difference is that under those big black and white eyes, there is a crescent moon lightly drawn with gold powder.

——The identity mark of the leader of the Miaojiang Moon Worship Sect.

"Witch! What kind of magic did you use?" Shensi was only in a trance for a moment, and he immediately understood, and shouted, "Don't turn into Little Leaf! You dirty witch, don't turn into Little Leaf!"

"Oh? Don't you feel angry?" The child sat on his chest, but he laughed strangely, and wrapped his small hands around his hair, round and round, "You are so precious to her? Just now I kept chanting in my dream." Look at her. I heard that she was fierce and domineering when she was a child. What good is it? I don’t want her to be my black sheep. She must be disobedient, so I might as well kill her.”

"What's wrong with you, Little Yezi?" Seeing such a half-smile expression, Nangong Mo felt cold all over his body, and sat up in a hurry, only to find that the numbness of his body began to disappear slowly, but his limbs were still sore and limp. powerless.

"Oh, why are you moving?" As soon as he moved, the child couldn't sit still, and as he sat up, he slid onto his lap and frowned, "I just finished sucking the corpse poison on you, messing around If you move it, the poisonous gas that has not dissipated will invade the heart veins. At that time, it will automatically become my black sheep, so don't blame me."

She... She was taking drugs for him just now?Nangong Mo sat up in surprise, subconsciously raised his hand to touch his sword, and suddenly found that his fingers had no strength.Forcibly moving his body, his heart felt cramping, and the place on his shoulder that was scratched by the zombie became numb again, so he stopped moving and stared at the girl sitting in his arms: "Demon girl, what you gave me last night wasn't relief. Medicine, but poison! Isn't it?"

"Of course it's not the antidote, hee hee, do you think my antidote is so easy to get?" After frankly admitting her deceit last night, the girl raised her childish face, but her eyes were full of the charming eyes of an adult woman. I'm not a gentleman, I never thought that you would keep your promise—the eldest son of the Nangong family, who killed countless people with the Miehun sword, and became the number one in the new generation of martial arts. However, it seems that I have never heard that you are an honest gentleman."

Nangong Mo was slightly embarrassed, and wanted to refute, but he lacked confidence, so he snorted and did not speak.

Although he came from a famous martial arts family, he is not as respectful and courteous as a son of a family.So the elders said he didn't know etiquette, and his peers also blamed him for having eyes above the top.In addition, he is informal and congenial, even if the opponent is a low-level person, he still calls him a brother and brother, so there are accusations of misbehavior.

Arrogant and bullying, rude to give birth - that is his reputation in the Jianghu.

His father, Nangong, said that he was the master of the Dingjian Pavilion and the leader of the Central Plains martial arts, but he was also troubled by the behavior of his second son. He even resorted to family law many times, but he couldn't change his son in the slightest.Later, Nangong Mo's martial arts became more and more advanced, and even Nangong Yanqi couldn't subdue this rebellious son, so he had to let him make small mistakes, and hope that he didn't make big mistakes.

He was a little surprised that the other party knew his details so well, and felt that this time the Moon Worship Sect had attacked him unusually. Nangong Mo stared at the girl sitting on his lap, his eyes turned from fierce to helpless: "What exactly do you want?"

"What do you think?" The girl smiled slyly. That kind of smile was a combination of childishness and viciousness, which made people feel cold.

"You are the leader of the Moon Worship Sect, aren't you?" Looking at the golden crescent moon on the girl's cheek that marked her identity, Nangong Mo's eyes were condensed like needles, coldly. It should be exactly the same as before."

"Oh?" The child sat on his lap, smiling and curling his long black hair with his small hands, "Then what was the attempt eight years ago?"

When she raised her fingers, Nangong Mo was shocked -- what terrifying hands those are!

Small, childish, but full of scars, bones are exposed on the ten fingers, and those old wounds have healed and shrunk, but each wound is like a shriveled mouth, screaming silently .Such wounds spread across every inch of tender skin, from fingers to wrists, and then to the elbows in the sleeves.

"It's just... just wanting to seize the territory in southern Xinjiang and expand the... power of the cult. Didn't you always want to invade the Central Plains and control the world's martial arts?" Eyes resting on those terrifying little hands, Nangong Moji He replied calmly, not knowing why his heart moved, but the chills surged up layer by layer.

"Oh. Really?" Hearing his answer, the child paused with his curly-haired hands, and suddenly laughed crisply.

Such a clear and crisp laughter was unexpectedly familiar. It echoed in Nangong Mo's memory, making his hands tremble slightly.He couldn't breathe, he stared fixedly at the child sitting on his lap, his face turned pale all of a sudden.

"Money, influence, power, territory, martial arts... I really have no imagination. You people's heads are full, is that all?" The child sneered, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and his eyes were as sharp as a blade. "For these , you can do anything, can't you?

Such threatening words made Nangong Mo, who was in a trance, suddenly come back to his senses, and suddenly interjected: "Your hand...?"

"Huh?" The girl was stunned, stopped twirling her fingers around her hair, suddenly smiled, rolled up her sleeves, stretched out her pale arms, covered with horrible scars, "Doesn't it look good? Do you know how it was made?" Is it?"

The corners of Nangong Mo's mouth twitched, he hesitated to speak, but his face gradually turned pale.

The girl's pale and thin arms stretched out in front of him, swayed, but retracted, and the red sleeves hung down to cover her scarred arms.She continued to play with the ends of her hair with her fingers, and smiled: "Here, this one was bitten by a scorpion; this one was bitten by a snake; and that one was bitten by a centipede... Our hundred-year-old Moon Worship Sect The Great Art of Poison Ten Thousand Tribulations Exterminates the Heart, it must be practiced in this way."

Small, pale hands were shaking in front of him, and the girl was smiling with curly black hair.

Nangong Mo suddenly didn't dare to look directly, he moved his eyes and lowered his head.

"Is this the same way you practiced your face-changing black art?" Somewhat at a loss, he murmured, but his eyes kept staring at those little hands with bones exposed, "But how do you know that Little Yezi is ten thousand? How did he look like years ago? How could he become so similar? When he smiled, he looked like... even the habit of curling his hair with his fingers is exactly the same!..."

The girl in red was shocked, and her fingers wrapped around her hair stopped suddenly. After a long time, she suddenly laughed: "You remember clearly."

When she said this, she suddenly became inexplicably furious, and with a wave of her finger, the zombies standing still in the four corners of the house suddenly jumped up and slashed at each other with swords, blood splashed all over the ground.The girl looked at it, and suddenly became happy again. Seeing the wonderful thing, she clapped her hands and giggled coquettishly.

That kind of vicious and joyful smile, carrying an indescribable evil spirit, immediately dispelled Cai Nangongmo's confusion just now - after all, the look and temperament cannot be pretended, how could such an evil smile appear on Xiao Yezi's face?
When he was in a trance, the zombies had already been beaten to pieces, but they were still desperately fighting each other under the master's command.Luo Baihui and Shi Jieben were the four famous swordsmen of Jianjian Villa, and they were also very good friends on weekdays, but at this moment, they were both pale and slashed at each other expressionlessly.Shi Jie's martial arts were a little better, and he cut off four of Luo Baihui's fingers with one strike.

"Stop! Stop!" Nangong Mo couldn't help shouting seeing the old man in the villa so crazy, and looked back at the Moon Worshiper angrily, "Do you treat your life like a pig or a dog? You can't be humiliated, you can't be humiliated like this What is sending them away?"

"I'll just treat them as pigs and dogs... No, pigs and dogs are worse!" The girl gritted her teeth and suddenly sneered.

The order had obviously not been revoked, and the group of zombies bit together like a pack of crazy wolves, attacking each other.Luo Baihui, who had his finger cut off, didn't seem to feel any pain at all, he switched the sword to his other hand, and fought back desperately, finding an opening, and also removed his former brother's left arm.

"Stop!" Nangong Mo couldn't bear to look any longer, and closed his eyes, "Please, just kill them!"

"You have the leisure to worry about others." The girl suddenly jumped off his lap, turned to look at him, and smiled strangely, "Are you afraid that you will become like this too?"

Pale little hands picked up the clay pot, lifted the lid, and suddenly there were countless tiny things flying out of it, and before they could see clearly, they flew out of the window of the wooden building and disappeared into the sunlight——Outside, Manzhushahua It was in full bloom, jumping around the decaying tall building like a flame.

On the terrifying little body covered with scars, there is a beautiful and childish face.The girl turned her head to look at Nangong Mo, a white thread-sized worm wriggled between her fingers, and smiled: "This is an illusion! If I let go, it will get into the wound on your neck, get in... … go right into your skull and eat your brains."

However, facing such a threat, Nangong Mo didn't even bother to raise his eyelids: "If you want to play Gu, do it, I can't do anything now, it's just that there are so many nonsense."

"You...!" The girl frowned, and those zombies seemed to feel the murderous intent in their master's heart, and they hacked even harder. The girl in red was so angry that she walked a few steps in the room before saying bitterly, "Okay, You're not afraid of death, are you? Then I won't kill you, and I won't lay a spell on you——when I catch those bitches from the Ye family, I'll show you how I deal with them!"

This sentence hit the target exactly.She looked proudly at Nangong Mo's face suddenly pale, and blurted out angrily: "You witch! If you dare to touch Tianzheng and Xiaoyezi, I..."

"What can you do?" The girl smiled strangely, and blinked at him, "Look at you in such a hurry! You have and can—"

The voice stopped abruptly.

During the conversation just now, Nangong Mo had secretly mobilized his true energy and accumulated a little strength.At this moment, he struck out instantly, using his fingers as swords, and the fingertips had already touched her eyebrows, his eyes were cold and stern.

Startled, the girl blurted out and whispered: "Don't move! Use your true energy indiscriminately before the corpse poison dissipates, and you will be finished if you move again!"

"You can't scare me." Nangong Mo's face was pale, and there was a faint look of death, but his eyes were desperate, "Even if I don't want this life, I won't let you, a witch, harm Little Yezi! —Give it to me Take back all the Gu, and immediately go back to the Lingjiu Mountain Moon Palace! Otherwise, I will kill you right now!"

"Yeah, you're amazing—" Looking at him with big black and white eyes, the girl tilted her head, but she seemed very happy for some reason, "You really are a madman who wants to die, I like it very much."

like very much?Such words suddenly surprised Nangong Mo.After a pause, seeing Nangong Mo's fingers getting closer, the girl raised her head, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Well, let's take a step back. Put your hands down quickly, and I will let you go to Luofu for the time being." How about going to the mountains?"

"Release those who have been poisoned by the Gu poison!" But he refused to back down and put forward stricter conditions.He knew that even if he went to Jianjian Villa, the whole village would still be doomed to be surrounded by zombies. He had to force this demon girl to remove all the illusions, otherwise if the manjushahua spread, the whole South China Sea would be destroyed. Xinjiang, and even the Central Plains are doomed to escape catastrophe!
"Hey, you're still negotiating terms with me? Do you know that you're about to—" Seeing his pale face, the girl twitched her lips, but her expression seemed worried.

Before she finished speaking, Nangong Mo felt his heart ache, and his eyes went dark again.

"Look, the corpse poison has exploded, isn't it? I told you not to be brave... I went to the Sword Trial Villa and asked Ye Tianzheng for me: the seven-day period is coming, will he agree to the conditions I put forward last time?" ?” The corpse poison remaining in his body exploded violently, and the moment before he lost consciousness, Nangong Mo only heard the child’s delicate voice say the last sentence, “If he doesn’t come to see me with that bitch’s head in his hand, Then the entire mountain village will become my pasture for grazing black sheep tomorrow!"

"Stop, don't think about it!" Hearing such vicious words, he tried his best to answer, and he couldn't speak anymore.

(End of this chapter)