Chapter 132 The Holy Water Angel Charming Spirit comes to the door

Ball delivered three drops of holy water in his hand to the three of them.

Tanner picked up a drop first, opened his mouth and swallowed it. Then he saw Tanner's golden hair curled up like a poisonous snake, turning into a flame-like color. Tanner's thin body began to swell layer by layer, as if every muscle fiber in his body was expanding and growing. After a moment, Tanner's clothes were broken, and a pair of white wings like doves were born on his back. At this time, Tanner was like an angel who thought it was falling to the mortal world, with a well-proportioned muscle line around him. The original blue pupils turned into golden color like the sun. Without the sound of the bellows, the sound of the lungs was filled with a different kind of powerful rhythm.

The other two thin priests also changed in an instant, and they became two angels with wings on their backs. However, one of them had blue hair and pupils, and the other was green, and the wings behind them also changed slightly.

Ball nodded slightly, took out three gems from his arms, and inlaid them one by one into the three of them, saying, "Before the power of this gem is exhausted, you don't have to be afraid of the unparalleled vortex of flames that fill the city. Remember to rush back before the gem energy is consumed, otherwise your wings and your bodies will be torn to pieces by the vortex of flames. Go and throw that heresy into hell."

The three angels nodded, and Tanner smiled and said, "I will crush his bones and burn his body to ashes!"

Then the wings behind the three angels flapped slightly, and they flew out of the room three times. They were so fast that they only saw a flash of white lights, and they thought they had an illusion.

Ball looked at the three angels who disappeared into the night sky and nodded slightly. There was nothing to worry about. In his opinion, he often laughed to death. Nothing could reverse his destiny of death.

Chang Xiao had just come out of Yun'er's room at this time and gently closed the door to ensure that there were no gaps left.

Yun'er was already asleep, and even people couldn't stand it because Chang Xiao was so chasing and trying to get things done in such a variety of ways.

If Chang Xiao wants to say that he is trying so hard for Jin Yun, Jin Yun will definitely not believe it! In fact, even Chang Xiao himself cannot believe it... Chang Xiao now feels that he no longer needs to sleep. After every time he has tossed with Jin Yun, he is so energetic that he is almost excited, and the true energy in his body is even higher, which makes him feel urge to jump into the cold pool to take a cold bath.

It was already late at night, and the dry branches of the trees were spreading towards the sky, twisting gently under the moonlight.

Chang Xiao walked in the yard, and there was no sound around him. The cold air was constantly pumped into his lungs by his breath, and then spit out. Chang Xiao became more and more awake. The sound of this breathing became clearer in the middle of the night.

Since cultivating true qi, Chang Xiao's inhalation has been several times more than the air inhaled by ordinary people. On the one hand, it provides the body with a lot of oxygen to support the body to exert overload power, and also brings side effects, that is, hunger, excessive consumption that the body cannot bear.

Chang Xiao suddenly felt that the reason why there was no immortal cultivator two or three hundred years later may be related to the amount of breathing. Chang Xiao was too clear about the air quality in later generations, especially during the Industrial Revolution, the sky was black. If the amount of air inhaled in that air was too large, the lungs would not be overloaded, and countless dust would be sucked into the lungs. Perhaps before the immortal cultivators could achieve any results, they would die because of pneumonia.

Then Chang Xiao thought of the original works of Wang Xizhi who was torn apart by Chang Fu during the day.

Chang Xiao felt a little distressed at this time, but it would not be possible to tear it down. Emperor Chongzhen has not made up his mind now, let alone Chang Xiao, this time is not the time to make decisions for the emperor!

What Chongzhen needed was a knife that could not seep into blood. No matter how many people were stabbed to death, they would have to be white and shining!

If he suddenly got along with his ministers, he would definitely be suspicious of Chongzhen, a too smart guy, who felt that the knife was too dull and unusable!

At this sensitive moment, this is a situation that must not happen. Suspicion is like a vine, and a small bud can climb the whole tree!

Chang Xiao was making various guesses in his heart, and then he heard someone say something softly behind him. The sound was very vague and it was not real. It seemed to be just the sound of the wind, but the faint sound made people feel that it was indeed a human voice.

Chang Xiao frowned slightly, and he didn't feel a heartbeat behind him. In other words, the person who spoke behind him on this dark night... was not a human!

Chang Xiao's scalp numbed slightly, he slowly turned around, and then his eyes narrowed slightly.

Behind him were dozens of black objects, each of which was different in shape, and the vague sound that seemed to be spoken by them.

These things seemed to have been following Chang Xiao for a while, and Chang Xiao didn't even feel them.

Chang Xiao stopped at this time, and they stopped, standing there motionlessly.

Perhaps it should be said that it floats there, because these dark things cannot see the feet, hands, or even facial features, or they cannot be called living things at all.

Chang Xiao suddenly felt that these things looked familiar, and then he suddenly realized that these dark things were words, and they were free and interesting cursive characters.

Wang Xizhi's words! This thought suddenly flashed in Chang Xiao's mind.

Wang Xizhi is best at running script. The famous "Lanting Preface" is called the world's number one running script. At this time, these cursive scripts that followed Chang Xiao should be written on the original copy of Wang Xizhi that was torn apart by Chang Fu.

Chang Xiao never dreamed that words would come after him in the middle of the night.

These words do not seem to be something that evil ghosts want to seek revenge on him Chang Xiao, but they just follow Chang Xiao, they leave when they leave when they often laugh, and they stop when they often laugh.

Chang Xiao is no longer the Immortal Daochu brother. He has been with Huang Xianshi for a long time and can know a lot from just a few words.

There is a kind of weirdness in the world called charm.

Mei, the same as the sage. The "Shuowen" explains: "The sage is the essence of old things." In other words, "the god of all things is called sage."

Things like charm can be born in anything.

Even if it is a washbasin, it will be baptized by the years, touching the human qi and meridians, nourishing, and being placed in love with others, and over time, it will become charming.

Especially those things that are loved by everyone, the more popular they absorb, the more charm it will be, the more charm it can be. However, it is easy for the charm to be formed, but it is too difficult to think of genitals.

The words that followed Chang Xiao at this time were the charm of the original works of Wang Xizhi.

Charm is generally harmless! And the charm that is separated from the body will disappear by itself over time and completely disappear.

Chang Xiao remembered what Master Huang said when he said the charm, and he felt a little more at ease, staring at these charms.

Sure enough, after a closer look, Chang Xiao could see that the cursive texts were emitting smoke, making their edges more and more blurry, as if they were constantly eroding by something.

These charms are the essence of words, placed on paper, forming a piece of words!

Generally speaking, an object can only produce one charm, but this character can produce so many charms. It is obviously because every word of Wang Xizhi is loved and is entrusted with too many emotions.

Chang Xiao sighed slightly and said, "What are you doing with me? Do you want to take revenge?"

These charms stayed there motionlessly, seemingly without any emotion. They often asked questions, but they still did not change at all.

Chang Xiao asked a question without getting the answer, but he understood that these charms were naturally here to seek revenge on him. I believe that these charms had all kinds of unwillingness in their hearts, because they were loved by the world and might be able to develop their own spiritual consciousness at any time and become living creatures. Now, Chang Xiao's servants have torn apart the paper they placed on their bodies, and they naturally have no way to live. If it were Chang Xiao's body torn apart by someone, he would also want to take revenge.

Chang Xiao thought of this and said in his heart: "If I find a piece of paper, can you possess it?"

Those charms are still motionless. They have no hands or feet, no mouth or eyes. They are just words and naturally cannot speak or express them. At least their expressions are often smiled and cannot understand.

Chang Xiao thought about it, turned around and walked towards the study. When he looked back, these words followed him one by one. At this time, their edge became even more blurred.

Chang Xiao walked a few steps, walked through the silent courtyard, and entered the study room. These charms followed through the walls and followed them into the study room.

Chang Xiao took out a piece of paper and pointed it at the paper, "Can you come in?"

These charms were still motionless. Chang Xiao thought about it, and then pressed the paper on the beautiful character "Le" closest to him.

Unexpectedly, by pressing the button, the charm of the word "Le" was wiped off by the paper, and the strokes on the "Le" were rubbed with black ink on the paper.

Chang Xiao was stunned and then shook his head. This charm could not enter the paper at all.
Chapter completed!