Are you holding yourself so close to protect yourself?
Could it be that...
Xiao Wen stared at the young master Fusu in front of him, and for a moment he had some guesses in his mind.
Fusu felt Xiao Wen's gaze and grinned: "It's nothing. I'm just afraid that I'll lose control, so I'm holding him like this. It's good for everyone."
Fusu said it very honestly.
When these words fell into Xiao Wen's ears, they had another meaning.
The young master Fusu in front of him is indeed at risk of losing control.
If you are not careful, you will return to your territory for free.
so……
Be cautious!
"Really?" Xiao Wen raised his eyebrows, but didn't say anything more. Instead, he talked about his own opinions on Yanshu and mechanism skills.
If we want to talk about this aspect, we have to start with the alchemy of life.
Perhaps, puppets can have human-like bodies without the need for wood.
Just like the Taiping Taoist outside.
Don’t you just have a body that is the same as a real person?
However, Zhang Jiao's body should have been cultivated by Starry Sky Civilization Fire at some cost.
It has no reference value at all.
Therefore, even if this young master Fusu knew about it, it would be of no use.
But, at least it can provide some ideas, right?
Therefore, Xiao Wen told Fusu according to his own ideas.
Although it is an idea, a large part of the ideas feel like fantasy.
If others listened, they would definitely say that Xiao Wen is just talking about dreams.
But Young Master Fusu didn't know how to do it. Instead, he listened very carefully and his eyes shone, as if he had really seen a broad road.
Whenever Xiao Wen talked about a critical moment, he would even nod his head to show that he was intoxicated by it.
However, the frequency of this nodding became less and less, and in the end he fell into silence or even deep thought.
However, just when Fusu was deep in thought and focused on thinking about the problem, Xiao Wen, who was talking eloquently, suddenly froze in place.
At that moment, he only felt a cold air rushing from his back to his forehead. His eyes widened and he looked at this scene with horror on his face. The fear in his heart had reached an unbearable level.
That... that's...
The crisis of Baijiatang!
Biting murderous intent erupted from Fusu's body, like a beast walking in the mountains, staring at Xiao Wen, wanting to tear Xiao Wen into pieces.
When this murderous intention broke out, not to mention Xiao Wen, even Zuo Ci who was reading a book not far away was alarmed. He had to put down the book in his hand, came to Xiao Wen's side, and looked at the man who was bound by the iron chair.
Fusu's face was full of doubts.
"What's going on? Didn't you have a good chat just now?" Zuo Ci frowned, lowered his voice and asked.
"There was a little surprise. The existence of this young master Fusu is somewhat different from what I remember. He is not incommunicable, nor is he absolutely evil." Xiao Wen said frankly that he did not intend to hide this matter from Zuo.
Kindness.
Moreover, he also believed that he could not hide this from the Taoist priest.
"So, in addition to the information you originally gave, this puppet master actually has his own consciousness, but this consciousness cannot be maintained. Once his self-awareness does not control the puppet body, the order of the puppet itself will
Be activated and launch an attack, right?" Zuo Ci raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Xiao Wen, and asked.
Xiao Wen nodded without denying it, and looked at Zuo Ci with a bit of surprise.
Obviously, he did not expect that the Taoist Master would find out so much information in such a short period of time.
However, if you think about it carefully, it is not impossible. Taoist priests who can reach such a state may be aloof, but they must also be people with a clear mind.
"That's almost the meaning, but there are some discrepancies. This puppet should have the soul of Young Master Fusu attached to it. When Fusu is concentrating on thinking about the problem, he will lose control of his body due to too much concentration. At this stage,
He can only rely on instinct."
"Judging from Fusu's previous preparations, he should have already known about his problems." Xiao Wenyan said, looking at the puppet restless on the iron chair with a calm expression.
Since it was a countermeasure that the young master had left down early on, I guess the puppet itself shouldn't be able to break through the restraints so easily.
Otherwise, even with Zuo Ci by their side, the two of them would probably have no choice but to run for their lives.
As for taking action against Young Master Fusu?
Xiao Wen didn’t even think about it!
Don’t you look at where this is? This is the Ancestral Dragon’s Cave, the outskirts of the mausoleum where the Ancestral Dragon sleeps!
Not to mention that the two of them combined may not be able to get a good deal in the hands of the puppet. Even if they can really handle it, do they dare to take action?
Once he takes action against the puppet and injures Mr. Fusu, the one in the mausoleum will take action.
Beating my son right under my nose?
It would be strange if that person pretended not to have seen it!
At least, in the deductive dream, after the secret of the Ancestral Dragon's Cave was revealed, there were many Martial Emperor-level beings and some Martial Saint's subordinates exploring this place, relying on their cultivation to directly suppress the wooden puppet, Fusu.
Just when those people completed the suppression, a cold snort came from the mausoleum, and the twelve golden men all took action, directly killing the group of players and turning them upside down.
Except for the ninth-grade emperor, all other players were killed.
Even the great emperor was seriously injured and was forced to escape from the Ancestral Dragon's Cave. He was even more taboo about the Ancestral Dragon's Cave!
This incident was reported that year and became the dark history of the Emperor Wu, and was secretly complained by many players.
However, after this incident, countless players went to the Ancestral Dragon's Cave, no matter how fierce the fight was.
But when he met Mr. Fusu, he immediately tucked his tail between his legs, did not dare to take action, and quietly dispersed.
Perhaps, this is the suppressive power of that One over all sentient beings!
The word Zulong is called for nothing!
As time passed, the puppet became more and more crazy, exuding a violent aura. Even Xiao Wen was so frightened that he took a few steps back to avoid this person.
As for Zuo Ci, after receiving Xiao Wen's explanation, he left to read his book.
He can't help much here, so he might as well read more books.
Anyway, the boy said that this puppet couldn't break free, so he wasn't worried at all.
After struggling for a while, the fierce aura on the puppet suddenly dissipated like ice and snow, and was replaced by a gentle aura.
"I have kept you waiting for a long time, sir." Fusu looked at Xiao Wen and said.