"Well, come in." Lin Yingkong said without warning when he heard his voice, and even his body was caught off guard and lost control. He walked back to the bed slowly, picked up the wide-sleeved long shirt hanging on the head of the bed and put it on, his movements were unexpectedly skillful.

He was shocked for a moment. He majored in soul magic, and his soul was tempered to be extremely powerful. At least he had never seen anyone who could completely confine his three souls and seven spirits. No matter how bad he was, he would have the power to fight...

Why did you run into someone else's body for no reason and get squeezed into the corner to watch?

However, the field team of the General Office encountered countless difficult problems. When Erbo came in with a hot water towel, Lin Yingkong's mood had quickly adjusted. When he saw Erbo, who was wearing a cloth dress and dressed up no differently than when he met before, he did not have too much ups and downs.

However, when Erbo saw that he had already put on his clothes, he said a few words, "The God's servant should give him these things." That's the way... His appearance is no different, but his expression seems to be a little more energetic and angry than before. There are emotions that are no different from living people in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. It turns out that the doll created by the Son of God can really live forever?

The owner of this body seemed to have become accustomed to his complaints with respect and a little closeness. After he finished speaking, he said, "Where is the Son of God?"

But Erbo's face dimmed a little, as if he was reminded of something bad, "The people who came to ask the Son of God to give the doll's life have not left yet, and the Son of God has gone to the God's platform very early."

Lin Yingkong was suddenly stunned when he was about to explore what the Son of God was now. What did Erbo mean by this sentence...?

"They haven't left yet?" Kong Ling was using a dry towel to wipe the water droplets on his washed hands. He also paused when he heard this, and his tone was a little depressed.

"The ban on the new doll has been issued for a year. They probably hope that the Son of God will change their minds," said Erbo. "After all, the reason given by the Son of God before was that the number of puppets in the puppet country was about to catch up with the population. This year, we have good weather and many children have been added to each other's family. They are afraid that there will be insufficient dolls in their families."

"If you don't have enough dolls, just use your own people," Lin Yingkong said unhappily when he heard Kongling's voice, "The Son of God gave the dolls a new life, which was not something that made them lazy."

Erbo sighed, "How could they still remember these..."

The good morning was ruined by these things. Kong Ling waved his hand and told him not to say anything again. He turned around and walked out the door, "Take breakfast to the worship platform, and I will go and accompany the Son of God."

When he stepped out of the room, Chuyang happened to fall from the eaves of the forest trees. Kongling and Lin Yingkong in his body couldn't help but squint, allowing the sunset to set on his face and disperse it.

It was not until he walked out of the house that was no different from when he first met and walked into the noisy street where people came and went, Lin Yingkong looked at the prosperous and vibrant human capital through Kongling's eyes, and finally confirmed something - he was not trapped in Kongling's body, but he was trapped in Kongling's memories.

The memories that were lost after being held in the palm of your hand, thousands of years ago.

Compared with a thousand years later, the kingdom of the lords at this time was a living country. Ordinary humans and dolls who could not see the truth and falsehood were rising between the markets and setting sun. The solemn atmosphere of confrontation between the Son of God and the people has spread, but it cannot cover up the vitality of their mediocre behavior.

Kong Ling's status and recognition in the country of Zunou seemed to be very high. He dragged his wide clothes and robe that was different from others and walked through the crowd. Everyone on the road he had to pass would make way for him. Some greeted him kindly, and some looked at him with a cautious look. Kong Ling didn't care. He just looked across the crowd like a lonely saint and walked towards the holy land in his heart.

Following the familiar but not as desolate as in later generations, we came to Fengshentai. There was a large open space in front of the temple. At this time, there were many people sitting quietly on the open space. They seemed to have been sitting for a long time, with their appearance, dress, and their tiredness in their eyes. The only thing that was the same was that they were surrounded by a lifelike doll - no, compared to Erbo who could walk around, think and talk, these dolls were far from realistic enough, even if they were already rare in the world, or if they were not spells of the Son of God, they were just a bunch of dolls.

Lin Yingkong wanted to take a closer look, but Kong Ling's eyes were not given to them, so he could only be forced to follow Kong Ling to look down on everything.

"Sir God..." Someone noticed Kong Ling's arrival with sharp eyes, but did not dare to act rashly, so he called out softly, with a clear awe in his tone.

Others also noticed it, and looked at him one after another. Someone said silly: "Sir God, will the Son of God be willing today..."

Kong Ling's eyes swept over coldly, and the person who spoke was instantly silent.

When the others saw it, they didn't dare to say anything else, and their depressed expressions looked pitiful.

Kong Ling did not sympathize with them, so she stepped up the steps and headed into the temple.

As soon as I entered the temple, I found that it had not changed here and was still empty, with nothing but a few cushions and a few shorts...

No, there is a person here, a person who needs nothing after he has him, and a person who exists because of him and is brilliant.

The layered black shaman shiny spread out like clouds and mist and piled on the ground. The patterns of water waves were wandering around the hem of clothes. The calm man of divine and calmness sat upright on the futon, his black hair was unrestrained and unbounded. He lifted the corners of his eyes, kissed his clearly contoured face, and walked around the lumbar spine and the agate-red jade ring bound by the wide belt of his palm, and finally hovered at his feet, creating a black arc.

Hearing the movement of Kong Ling walking in, the man's eyelashes moved slightly and slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were clean and full of tolerance, as if he had already included the whole world, as if he already had the whole world in his heart...

——Compassion is like a god and Buddha who are staring at the three realms!

Kong Ling seemed to have no resistance to his gaze. Just one glance, he couldn't help but lower his eyes.

Kong Ling looked at Leng Qing but was actually proud, but at this moment, she was like a child seeing a hero she admired, suppressing the joy of seeing the bright light in her heart with her own eyes and calling out: "Son of God."

The Son of God seemed to smile, and his low voice was filled with a magnetic low hoarseness. His smile seemed to be ink falling into the water, entangled with people's five senses along the air, and said half jokingly: "Chongling, you don't dare to look at me every time, I always think I look terrible."

He seemed not to take the people outside to heart. Kong Ling threw away everything as soon as he saw him, but Lin Yingkong, who was forced to squeeze into Kong Ling's body, almost didn't pierce out - no, it should be said that he stabbed him suddenly, but unfortunately he was bounced back by an unknown ban.

The soul attached to other people's bodies was bounced like a ball and was knocked several times. While she was dizzy, Lin Yingkong wailed in her heart - Minister, why are you in the body of the son of God Huanfeng?!

At the same time, in the village,

They were besieged by a group of villagers who seemed to have lost their minds. Zhu Mengtian and the others looked at the sky. The crescent moon had just climbed to the treetops, and it was still a while before the early morning, but there was already a group of demons dancing in front of them.

Fei Rong, who accidentally broke off a villager's wooden arm, returned to Zhu Mengtian and said with a bitter face: "The bullet is useless. Can I burn them all with one torch?"

"They are no different from living people now," Zhu Mengtian glanced at her, "You can do it?"

Fei Rong looked at the hand, then looked at the villagers whose eyes were green, and their eyelids were twitching, "Apart from the breath, how could they look like living people?"

Zhu Mengtian kicked a villager who bit his flesh and fell to the ground: "..."

"Then we can't keep doing this with them, right?" Di Bingqiao tried to attack their spine, but obviously the fatal injuries of these wooden men were not here. "Do you fight or withdraw, can you make an idea?"

"Yes, where are the minister and Assistant Lin?" Cheng Xiaodai, who turned into a beast, bit a villager and shook his head away. When he spoke, he felt a little depressed. "They won't fight the big boss, right?"

"You and I have elopement..." Zhu Mengtian complained.

"I can't contact Assistant Lin anymore." Ding Youlan reported bad news to them with a sad face. He was frightened by the group of human-shaped monsters, and his hands shaking the instrument were a little shaking.

"The locator has also failed?" E Jingbai asked, pulling him away a little so as not to get a clawed face by a villager who was approaching him.

Ding Youlan was still in shock and tightened his strength, saying, "Well, it's lost, it's invalid, just like the minister."

This is indeed not good news. When Lin Yingkong discovered that Feng Rong was missing, they could not locate the other party. Unexpectedly, less than one hour before, they lost the second mountain of the field team of the General Office.

"Assistant Lin must have gone to find the minister," Fei Rong looked at the group of members who were fighting side by side, "Are we going to find them?" Life without the minister and Assistant Lin is not safe!

"Are you going to fly a kite?" Zhu Mengtian rolled her eyes again and pointed to the "shouting" villagers of Zunyu Village who were surrounding them, "While looking for the minister and Assistant Lin, they took them around the entire village?"

Fei Rong immediately: "..."

Cheng Xiaodai said: "Brother Meng Tian is right. It's hard to say what the ministers are doing now. If we take these villagers to find them, maybe it will be a big help."

"So do you have to solve them first?" Di Bingqiao immediately showed a eager expression, "I don't mind a batch of experimental products in the laboratory!"

"..." Ding Youlan tried to redeem Di Bingqiao's violent idea, "Sister Qiao, what if they are really alive?" No one knew whether the Son of God's spell made them really "live" or just the characteristics of "live".

At this time, E Jingbai, as the assistant group leader of the second group, rarely took on the burden of the leader and said: "First find a place to trap them, and then go to the minister and assistant Lin, Xiaolan, and give you three minutes to analyze the plan."

Kong Ling's house may be a good choice, and there are several large formations in the department that can be used at this time.
Chapter completed!