Baisu has reached the foot of the wooden Buddha.

He looked up at the wooden Buddha that was so high that he could not see the top of his head.

Quite tall, Bai Su thought. For a being of this size, this body size is not small.

But compared to him, it is still - too small.

Bai Su made some gestures and felt that there was a billions of points difference in size between him and the wooden Buddha.

The black-haired young man stood on tiptoe, his palms hanging in the air by the feet of the wooden Buddha, as if he was looking for a suitable place to put his force.

Mufo's reaction was a little slow. After he dodged two attacks, he lost himself in some thoughts about his own world.

The contemptuous look in his eyes showed through the holes in the mask. Apparently, Mu Buddha regarded Bai Su as a convenient...well not a convenient bug, but one that could be easily eliminated.

Once again sighing at the beauty of human skin, Bai Li reached forward and touched the feet of the wooden Buddha.

Found it, the wooden Buddha lowered his head and found the missing bug.

The wooden Buddha, which only sensed the presence of humans after being touched, moved. Because it could not make room under its feet for a while, the wooden Buddha chose to bend down and reach out to grab the black-haired young man.

The huge body moves flexibly, but it misses the mark.

The black-haired young man jumped nimbly and landed on the clenched fist of the wooden Buddha.

Bugs... crawled on me.

The wooden Buddha turned its palm over and wanted to throw the black-haired young man on its back and grab it again, but its idea failed again.

The black-haired young man did not fall down as it expected, but instead stuck to the back of its hand. In the blink of an eye, tiny black spots came up along its arm.

The wooden Buddha raised his arm and waved it down with the other hand like a bug.

A heavy muffled sound shook the surrounding land. The wooden Buddha raised its hand again, but the black-haired young man was still not in its palm.

There is no blood, no corpse, and the arms covered with wood grain are clean.

The eyes under the mask moved, and finally found the falling shadow in mid-air.

The black-haired young man fell on his back without any protection, falling to the ground along with gravity.

It was obviously high enough to fall a person to death, but in the end he was caught by a big white hand rising from the ground. As if it was loaded with a spring, the person sank in and bounced twice.

Bai Su slowly turned over from his hand made of white catkins and sat up. He sat there with his black eyes looking forward.

No, haven’t you discovered this?

Bai Su watched with some confusion as the white color he left on the ankles of the wooden Buddha had spread out, and in a while it would be connected to the white catkins on the ground.

Or does the other party only have eyes for me...? He's a bit persistent, forget it, it's just what he wants.

Mu Buddha was indeed what Bai Su thought, and his attention was focused on him.

In other words, on top of the white mass under him.

White, what is it?

The wooden Buddha originally thought it was a flower. The unknown white flower was originally within the scope of its knowledge, but it had never directed the flower to pick up someone - no, it could not control it.

After realizing something was wrong, the wooden Buddha lowered his head and saw that the square was completely covered in white.

Together with its feet.

"Ah, you finally discovered it." Even though he was far away, the normal volume of the black-haired young man's voice reached Mu Fu's ears, "To prevent you from escaping, I have to do this."

"I have to say that you beings are really... not at all wary of ordinary human beings."

The black-haired young man showed a bright but cold smile. The next second, he sank into the white palm and closed his palm.

Bai Su never thought of using human gestures to deal with the wooden Buddha, it would be too difficult.

The teddy bear, which is a few heads taller than a human, can also be held in a human body shape. Compared with the five-foot-tall wooden Buddha, he chose another form.

The palm opened again, and a slit opened in the center of the white palm. A black and white eyeball squeezed out from the slit, looking upwards.

This is just the beginning.

Immediately afterwards, round eyes began to pop out one after another on the ground covered in white, and they were densely distributed there. Trypophobia looked at them and wanted to escape on the spot.

He "looks" at the wooden Buddha.

The towering Buddha statue itself took a moment to realize that the black-haired young man was not a human being.

The wooden Buddha angrily hammered down his palm, and the moment the palm fell, several "pah chi" sounds were heard one after another. Some round objects were flattened, and the juice inside flowed out, turning into a thick white secretion, which was sticky and refreshing.

On the ground.

It feels very bad to the touch and a little disgusting.

Immediately afterwards, white cotton wool climbed up to the five knuckles, like knots and lines, rising staggeredly, firmly fixing the wooden Buddha's hand on the ground.

The re-opened eyes appeared on the back of the hand, spinning around, as if mocking the wooden Buddha's meaningless attack.

Only then did the wooden Buddha realize that it seemed like it couldn't move.

The entire ground of the square turned into a white ocean, and it was stuck in the ocean. If it wanted to pull out its legs, it could only move a few dozen centimeters.

Soon, Bai Xu pulled its lower body and sank back.

Compared with the ocean, this place seems more like a muddy swamp that swallows everything.

【Run, don’t fall.】

The sound translated into recognizable syllables reached the ears of the wooden Buddha, and a murmur like a murmur echoed in his mind. The huge Buddha statue emitted a mournful sound that ordinary people could not hear.

It suddenly used the hand that could still move to pull the immobilized left hand. When it had no effect, it simply cut off the left arm.

Half of the forearm was instantly broken and swallowed up by the white catkins. The sound of no eating was hallucinatory, as if there was a "clucking" sound that kept rising and falling.

【Oh, it’s delicious.】

There was a faint sound of appreciation, and all the eyeballs narrowed in pleasure, showing expressions of satisfaction.

【Want more.】

The white catkins were like a huge wave, fluffy and fluffy without any specific form, and faced the wooden Buddha head-on.

The wooden Buddha regrown its arms in a short period of time, and lifted up the mask on its head. Countless vines sprang out of its four-petal mouth, as well as gurgling black mucus.

Mucus pours on the white wadding, easily dyeing the white to black, but soon these black surfaces are swallowed up by the white again.

Nothing can infect Him.

The vine pierced the eyeball, and the round sphere suddenly dried up like a deflated balloon, and a few drops of white juice splashed onto the vine.

The vines take root in the eyeballs, and are covered with colorful flowers along the way. The gorgeous colors cover the surface of the white catkins.

Then at a certain moment, the growth rate of the vine froze, and all the flowers it bloomed were swallowed up in turn, like the black slime before, and everything returned to white.

What is this?

Wooden Buddha found that his own recovery speed was also slowing down. When he raised his head again, the red sun was completely obscured by the solidified white mist, and no light could enter the airtight sky.

It is in its own dream, trapped in a cage.

From that time on, the "black-haired young man" -

【Yes.】

【To make sure the food in the bowl will not escape.】

[After all, this is your dream.]

The entity in the dream, the wooden Buddha, resisted like a trapped animal, and its body suddenly collapsed and returned to the outline of the tree. It grew rapidly, trying to break through the white mist above.

However, what was faster than it was the white catkins that were raised up. The white catkins turned into the shape of a huge mouth, opening and closing, biting the middle of the tree trunk.

In an instant, the banyan tree was bitten off.

The tree crown that lost its support turned into black liquid and fell. Most of it fell into the large net of white catkins, but a small number of fish slipped through the net.

"Thank you for the hospitality."

The white catkins turned into an umbrella, and the black-haired young man stood there holding the umbrella, while the black slime continued to fall from the sky.

He half-covered his mouth and let out a pleasant burp.
Chapter completed!