Why are you looking at yourself? Why are you looking at yourself like you are looking at an animal?
Seeing Xiaolan getting nervous, Wu Ren smiled slightly, stepped aside, and motioned Xiaolan to look in the direction of the rabbit.
In the center of the many black lines, there is actually a red line, which is slightly thicker than the other black lines.
The red line did not pass through the wall like the black line, but stretched straight forward, only half of it, and the end of the thread stood abruptly in mid-air, pointing towards Xiaolan.
No wonder they looked at me like this.
Baobao shook his head at Wu Ren, "This one won't stop cutting."
The black lines around the rabbit have basically been destroyed, and only the red line is still standing.
"Xiaolan," Wu Ren asked thoughtfully, "are you bound to this rabbit?"
If it's a bond.
"I slapped it once, but I don't know if it counts," Xiaolan said obediently, putting her hands flat on her knees, "but I didn't mean it, I thought it was going to attack me."
"You hit it?"
Xiaolan was frightened for a moment, "Well..."
"Are you sure you hit it? Hit its body?"
Xiaolan really wanted to say that it was all fake, but she didn't dare to say it at all. She only dared to sit where she was and nodded honestly.
"But if you have touched it, then this line should be connected to you.
"This is the line of misfortune in the iron pillar. The rabbit is just a tool for transportation. The curse caster puts the curse on the rabbit. As long as the target of the spell caster comes into contact with the rabbit, the rabbit will take away a bit of good luck as a substitute.
, plant the other end of the doom line into the target's body, and the transfer is completed. You are the target of the spell caster and have been in contact with rabbits, so you should be planted with the doom line."
Xiaolan shook her head in confusion.
You two don't know the reason, so how can I know?
"What should I do? Will it have any impact?" Xiaolan asked.
Wu Ren raised his chin and thought about it distressedly, then quickly made up his mind, picked up the scissors, and cut away at the red line.
"squeak!--"
"ah!"
The moment the blade touched the red line, the rabbit suddenly woke up like an electric shock and let out a shrill scream.
At the same time, Wu Ren suddenly retracted his hand as if he was stabbed in the palm with a sharp weapon.
After the orange light disappeared, the rabbit fell from mid-air back to the table.
Fortunately, it has a lot of meat.
Pineapple was so frightened that he stood up.
"Little God?" Baobao held up Wu Ren's hand with concern, "What's wrong? Are you injured?"
"S-it's okay," Wu Ren clenched his hands and shook his head, looking at Xiaolan, "Does Xiaolan feel anything?"
"Ah? I...I was shocked."
Should I feel anything? Xiaolan thought to herself.
"This red thread cannot be removed for the time being," Wu Ren turned to look at the frightened rabbit lying on the table, "I have never seen such a situation, but fortunately, it seems that this red thread is only related to you.
It has something to do with it, the misfortune of other victims has been lifted."
"Is Tiezhu okay?" Xiaoyin asked.
"Everything is fine." Wu Ren touched the rabbit.
"The one in the bottle..."
"His spirit has almost been attracted," Baobao glanced at the mahogany wall clock on the wall and said, "It's almost time for him to leave. You can take a look with me."
Baobao said, waving his long sleeves, and a wooden door suddenly appeared on the empty wall on the right.
Everyone stood up and followed. Seeing that Wu Ren had no intention of leaving, Bao Bao asked, "Isn't the little god going?"
"I don't want to go," Wu Ren raised his pretty eyebrows and sat on the sofa, "I don't want to see him. I'm still angry about what happened last time."
Bao Baobao chuckled, opened the wooden door and welcomed everyone in.
"It's so dark." Xiaoyin shouted first.
It was pitch dark inside the door, and the interior furnishings could not be seen at all. Xiaolan couldn't help but think of the candle room where she made her wish.
"Don't worry, just come in." The baby stood at the door and said with a smile.
Although Xiaolan felt like she was being tricked into selling out, she still followed her friends into this dark space.
"squeak--"
Wu Ren stepped in, turned around and closed the door.
When the last light outside the door disappeared, everything in the room magically appeared.
Dim lights, wrought iron tables and chairs scattered around, a waist-high bar against the wall, and rows of glass goblets hanging upside down above the bar.
This, how does this look like a bar?
"You can sit down wherever you like. The person who picks him up will be here later."
Ignoring the shock on their faces, Bao Bao went straight to the bar, took off two glasses and placed them on the table. He took out a bottle of wine from the wine rack behind him, poured two glasses lightly, then squatted down, picked up something and put it on the table.
Next to the cup.
Xiaolan quietly walked to the bar.
Is this what it feels like to see a classical woman wearing a long linen skirt standing at the bar working as a bartender?
This is no longer a simple sense of disobedience.
As soon as the baby stopped, a faint bell rang from somewhere in the room.
"Creak——"
The sound of the door opening.
Xiaolan looked back and saw that the door they entered had disappeared, and there were no doors anywhere in the surrounding area.
"Yo! Sister Baobao!"
The cheerful young man's voice sounded from the corner.
In the unclear corner, a thin figure gradually emerged. When the figure appeared in the light, everyone could barely tell that it was a young man dressed in black. The man was holding a long stick in his hand.
There's something else tied to that end.
The man walked towards the bar.
"It's you, why doesn't he come?"
"Hey, Lao Mu is angry with your sister Wu Ren again," the man sat down next to the bar and put the long stick in his hand on the bar. "I happened to be out on duty this month, so I came to take the blame. I saw
You are so kind, if you were Sister Wu Ren, you would definitely be in trouble."
Xiaolan looked carefully and saw that there were several white cloth strips wrapped around the end of the long stick. The cloth strips fluttered without wind under the dim light. It was really exciting to eat it in conjunction with this weird atmosphere.
"What can we do?" Baobao laughed. "The little god is still waiting for you, Lao Mu, to come and apologize."
"Waiting for him to apologize," the man waved his hands exaggeratedly, "I have been working as a civil servant in the underworld for decades, and I have never seen him apologize."
Then he raised his wine glass, pointed at the items next to the wine glass, and said, "Is it him who I want to give it to this time?"
Xiaolan quickly put her head in to take a look.
It was a small piece of wood, about the size of a palm, with three large characters engraved on it.
"Gu Weidong...is this his name?" Xiaolan read it out loud and asked.
The man seemed to have just noticed a little guy standing next to the bar.
"Hey, where did this kid come from?"
"Shh-" the baby raised his index finger, "she is not some brat, she saved the deceased this time."
Xiaolan murmured in her mind that this boy was so handsome and so rude, and pointed at the wooden sign and said, "Is this Shadow's name?"
The baby nodded, then stretched out his hand to gesture to the man, "Please, Lian Fan."