MTL - The System Wants Me To Attack the Female Protagonist of Abuse-Chapter 63 sixty-three tripods

◎Love Gu (two more in one)◎

"Bad omen! Bad omen!"

The abbot raised the Zen stick in his hand and stabbed the ground several times, his tone seemed impatient.

The gold-plated Zen staff rubbed against the ground, making a harsh sound. Song Dingding rubbed his ears with one hand and grabbed the bamboo tube with the other hand: "I haven't shaken the lottery yet, how do you know what it is?"

Besides, she only knew that the lottery had up and down, but she had never heard of what a dead lot was.

The abbot was slightly agitated when he spoke, and the white beard on the lower jaw twitched: "You mean, the old man is cursing you?"

Song Dingding finally knew how the saying "Blow the beard and stare" came from. She remembered the abbot's vengeful character, and did not dare to reply to him.

Seeing that she fell silent, the abbot snorted coldly: "If you don't believe it, just shake a sign and try."

Song Dingding, who had been disappointed by the abbot originally, didn't want to sign the lottery when he heard what he said.

If you can't shake the sign of death, it will refute the abbot's face. At that time, the abbot will feel that he can't come down to the stage because of this, and he will be angry with everyone.

If the sign of death is shaken, it will not be as Song Zhizhi said, she will always be concerned about this matter in the future, and she will feel disgusted just thinking about it.

If she encounters a boy who is tempted in the future, and thinks that she has shaken out the death sign, there is a big omen, how dare she approach others, and it is too late to escape.

The more Song Dingding thought about it, the more troubled she felt, and she put the lottery back on the table: "Don't shake it."

"Why be so pessimistic, and you are not the only one who is dead."

The abbot picked up the lottery ticket she put on the table. He half-closed his eyes, touched the lottery ticket, and took out a long blank lottery.

The abbot held the long sign, slowly looked in the direction of Pei Ming, and smiled meaningfully: "The two death signs are together, maybe there will be one of them who will turn a bad luck into a good one."

Pei Ming raised his black eyes and glanced at him lightly.

The eyes of the two met, and neither of them said a word. The invisible pressure condensed in the air. In the end, it was the abbot who looked away first.

He walked outside the temple, and when he took a step, the golden ring on the Zen staff trembled, and the sound was clear and sweet, inspiring.

When the abbot walked to Pei Ming, the bowl filled with water in his hand suddenly fell from the edge of his palm.

The bowl fell to the ground with a bang, and the water splashed all over the ground, soaking the plain white embroidered shoes, but not a single bit on the thin persimmon-colored dress.

The abbot bent down to pick up the bowl and smiled kindly: "It seems that the donor cherishes his clothes very much."

"However, I feel that the donor is not suitable for this bright color. It is better to change to black or crimson, perhaps to take advantage of the donor's current temperament."

Pei Ming's eyes darkened slightly, he slowly narrowed his eyes, and the smile on his lips was cold: "You talk too much."

His expression didn't seem to change, and his tone of voice was still indifferent, still as calm as water.

But only he himself knew that the abbot's seemingly unintentional remarks were like a small pebble thrown into the stagnant water that had been silent for many years, and it could set off a stormy sea, surging out of control.

Why don't you wear white clothes, black clothes, blue clothes... but prefer the bright colors she likes?

Is it because he likes the color too?

No, he hated all the bright colors in the world, because they were dazzling, dazzling, and full of life.

She obviously hates her to the bone, but she is habitually wearing the thin persimmon color that she thinks looks good. Why do you do this?

Seeing his confused expression, the smile in the abbot's eyes became deeper and deeper. This time, he rarely scolded anyone. He shook the cassock on his body and seemed to be in a good mood, so he hummed a tune and left.

As soon as the abbot walked away, Bai Qi followed.

She lifted her sleeves with a burst of anger, exposing her reddish arms, and gritted her teeth: "There are more than ten peach trees planted in the kitchen yard of the monastery, and the **** old bald donkey even asked me to pick them for him. Peach!"

Although she was angry, she had learned the lesson from the last time, and she did not dare to speak loudly, and deliberately lowered her voice, her eyes were full of grievances.

Song Dingding looked at her arm that had been scratched red, and remembered what the abbot had just said, and was a little lost.

Bai Qi is allergic to peaches, but there is a peach tree in the kitchen, and the abbot does not let others pick peaches, so he asks Bai Qi to pick them.

When we first met, the abbot knew that she was disguised as a man before he turned his head, and he said, "The old man will not return to the secular for you."

Could it be that the abbot had already figured out the details of each of them before they came?

Could it be true that the abbot just said the death sign?

Song Dingding picked up the lottery and shook it back and forth, left and right, as if trying to prove something.

She shook it for a while, and then a long lottery was thrown out of the lottery tube. The heartbeat was like a drum, and it sounded clearly in her ears.

Song Dingding held his breath, bent down, and picked up the long sign that had fallen on the ground.

The wooden long sign was smooth and clean, without a word engraved, just like the long sign that the abbot had just closed his eyes and took out from the lottery barrel.

She panicked a little, and hurriedly handed the long sign to the Qingpao monk who unsigned: "I'm sorry, Master, please help me clear my doubts."

The monk in Qingpao only glanced at it, then put his hands together and bowed slightly: "Donor, this is the sign of death. We meet because of fate, hate because of love, and die because of love."

Xu Shi's words were too esoteric, Song Dingding didn't understand what he meant, only vaguely understood the last sentence "die because of love".

Co-author If she wants to fall in love, she has to take her life on the line?

What a **** fate.

Is this fair to a mother-to-fetus single dog?

Song Dingding remembered the abbot's sworn appearance just now, he couldn't help imitating Bai Qi's appearance, and cursed in his heart: Damn old bald donkey!

After venting, she felt a sense of powerless frustration. She put the lottery box and the long lottery back, kowtowed with both hands on the top of her head, and let out a long sigh.

Seeing her like this, Bai Qi stepped forward and picked up the lottery and shook it twice. With a bit of strength, she deliberately threw out an empty lottery.

She handed it to Song Dingding with the empty lottery, and smiled contentedly: "Look, I'm also a dead lottery!"

Song Dingding: "..."

The originally dull look was slightly changed by Bai Qi, she smiled helplessly: "Don't make trouble, you can't make fun of this kind of thing."

When the words fell, Song Dingding seemed to remember something, and picked up all the long tickets in the lottery box: "Excuse me, master, how many empty lottery tickets are in this lottery box?"

The green-robed monk said, "Thirty sticks."

She asked, "How many sticks are there in the lottery?"

The monk replied, "Thirty-two."

Song Dingding: "..."

Except for one up sign and one down sign in the co-authorship lottery, the rest are all dead signs?

Thankfully, she was genuinely worried for a while.

As far as the winning rate is concerned, 99% is outrageous even if it is just a slash in the evening.

Speaking of this, Song Zhizhi's lottery was even more extreme. He drew among thirty empty lots, one top lottery, and one bottom lottery, and he was a lottery nine times, and he never drew an empty lottery once.

Song Dingding seriously suspected that there was any bug in the lottery box.

Just when she was lost, Pei Ming said lightly, "I'll go to the stream to see Master."

"Bai Qi, come with me."

Bai Qi believes that this sentence is more like an order to her than a negotiated tone.

But he seldom took the initiative to get along with her alone, presumably there was something urgent to find her.

Bai Qi responded reluctantly, but Song Dingding didn't think much about it. He took out the herbs to relieve swelling and itching and gave Bai Qi a handful, telling her to go back and remember to decoct the medicine.

Pei Ming left the temple first and walked all the way outside the temple before he stopped.

But Bai Qi suffered, her legs were not as long as his, and her physical fitness was very poor, so she could only trot and follow behind him.

When he stopped, her forehead was covered in sweat, and the fabric of her dress on her back was soaked.

Bai Qi crossed her hips and panted, "What are you trying to say? As for running so far?"

Pei Ming raised his black eyes: "What did A Ding ask you?"

Bai Qi's expression of wanting to complain froze on her face, she swallowed her saliva and pretended to be indifferent: "I didn't tell you before that A Ding wants to shake the marriage sign."

Pei Ming didn't speak, her dark eyes were like a bottomless abyss, she looked at her with chills and goosebumps.

Bai Qi couldn't help muttering: "I just asked what you have to do with Daojun Wu Zang of the Immortal Mansion. I didn't say anything, and A Ding just asked casually. You asked so clearly, and I won't reveal your identity."

After that, she quickly added: "A Ding is definitely not suspicious of you, you can rest assured, I have dispelled her doubts."

One sentence made her say inconsistently. A Ding didn't doubt him just after he finished speaking, and then he said that he had dispelled her doubts.

After Bai Qi finished speaking, she regretted it. It would be better not to explain it.

"Anyway, I don't care what you think, even if she suspects you, you are not allowed to touch A Ding!"

"A Ding is someone I like Bai Qi. If you dare to touch her, I will never stop with you!" She said angrily.

Pei Ming looked indifferent, raised his hand and knocked on Bai Qi's arm, he looked at the finger chain she was wearing between his palms: "I heard that you have a kind of Gu called Emotion Gu?"

Bai Qi's grip hurt so much, she waved his hand away: "Yes, but I didn't bring it."

This time, she didn't lie. After all, that kind of Gu worms are not often used. When she goes out, she naturally has to bring some useful Gu worms.

Besides, her father refined that love gu, and I heard that it was used on her mother, so her mother could not extricate herself from falling in love with her father.

Later, after her mother died, her father went crazy for a long time, burning all the lusts.

Pei Ming asked, "How many days will it take to refine emotion Gu?"

Bai Qi said with a cold face: "What do you want love Gu to do?"

He was clearly asking for help, and he put on a stinky face, as if she owed him a lot of high-level spirit stones.

For many years, Pei Ming has never given her a good face, let alone thinking about her father's life-saving grace to him, and repaying their family well.

So she never understood why her father wanted to save him in the first place. It was clearly a danger to raising tigers. In the end, it was outrageous to pass the position of the Palace Master of the Immortal Mansion to him as an outsider.

If it weren't for her frail body, sick from birth and unable to practice Taoism, she would have been rude to him long ago, and why would she have given him the inheritance of the Immortal Mansion.

The more Bai Qi thought about it, the more angry she became, and she spoke rudely: "Tell me the reason, or I won't help you."

Pei Ming fell silent.

After some time, he said slowly, "I want to know what it's like to love someone."

Bai Qi was stunned.

She was deliberately making things difficult for him, and she thought that because of his indifferent temperament, she would not pay attention to her at all.

Even if it is answered, it should not be such an unexpected answer.

Pei Ming's heart was gouged out and replaced with a stone, and he has long since become a living dead. He doesn't have the human body temperature and emotions, let alone what it feels like to like and love.

Such a miserable life, lonely, lonely, immortal, forever and ever.

I don't even know what love is, what a pity.

Bai Qi said awkwardly: "I'll help you refine the emotion Gu, but it takes time to refine the Gu, at least three days."

"Okay, I'll wait for you for three days."

After saying that, Pei Ming nodded between her eyebrows, and after a faint halo flashed, he turned his head and left.

There was not even a word of thanks, just created a miserable and desolate atmosphere, like a splendid fireworks, fleeting.

Bai Qi reacted with hindsight, what was tragic and what was pitiful, all of which were illusions he deliberately created.

He just wants to guide her to take the initiative to respond to this matter, and then he can use the contract of the Immortal Mansion to contain her.

The Immortal Mansion was not created by her father, and her father was just one of the successive Palace Masters of the Immortal Mansion.

The contract of the Immortal Mansion is also effective for her. If she does not follow the agreement, she will refine the love Gu within three days and give it to him, then her life will be in his hands.

He wants her to be born, he wants her to die, like there is a **** hidden in his body, and the button that controls the explosion of the bomb is in his hands.

Bai Qi didn't expect that it was rare for her to show kindness once, but she was played around by him, and her eyes were so angry that the copper bells were as big as that.

She put her hands in her temples and screamed frantically.

Damn Pei Ming, sooner or later she will make him pay for what happened today!

…

The task that was originally scheduled to be completed in the noon was not completed until the evening, mainly because something went wrong with Daojun Yuwei, and other people also suffered.

The abbot asked him to pick up ten buckets of water and fill the water tank at the entrance of the temple. Daojun Yuwei never thought that the water tank was leaking.

And the culprit who smashed the water tank was the abbot himself.

It is said that the abbot accidentally dropped the bowl into the bowl when Daojun Yuwei filled half a bowl of water. In order to take out the bowl, the abbot sent a Sima Guang to smash the bowl.

Not only that, but in just a few hours, the abbot visited the entire monastery, causing unexpected trouble for everyone.

For a while, I practiced martial arts and boxing under the tree that had just been cleaned up, causing the leaves to fly all over the sky. After a while, he led a fierce wolf dog and tied it outside the kitchen door, so frightened that the female disciples did not dare to approach the chopping wood.

The abbot also used words such as greed, sin, and self-inflicted suffering to cry seven or eight male disciples with baby spirits.

Even Lu Qingchen, who was about to give birth in the carriage, and Simmons, who was taking care of him, didn't escape his mouth.

He said that Lu Qingchen had a fierce look on his face when he saw it.

And Simmons Yintang is black, and there will be a **** disaster in the near future, which is the karma of breaking people's marriage.

The abbot gave Lu Qingchen the anger that he almost didn't give birth prematurely, and Simmons' face turned black. He even took out the keyboard and smashed it directly on the abbot.

Almost all the disciples of the sect were played by the abbot once. In the evening, the eyes of everyone looking at the abbot changed, and their clenched teeth represented their mood like eating flies at this time.

The abbot didn't think he was annoying. He shook off his white beard and opened the temple door leading to the Wishing Pond: "Don't blame Lao Na for not reminding you that each person has only one chance to make a wish, and five people must make a wish to be swallowed. Only the Dragon Ball can take away the Dragon Ball swallowing this secret realm from the old man."

Hearing this, Song Dingding also warned: "The Wishing Pond can only help everyone in this secret realm to realize their wishes for a short time. So everyone try their best to make a wish to get the Dragon Ball, it is better to have more than five people, and never less than five people. Five people."

Daojun Yuwei felt that she was making a big fuss. Even if there were countless casualties, there were still more than 70 of them.

In addition to the more than 40 male disciples who were pregnant with the baby spirit, and they needed to make a wish to make the baby spirit disappear from their bodies, there were about 30 other female disciples.

He himself will definitely make a wish to get the Dragon Ball, so in the remaining four places, just a few people can meet the requirements of the abbot.

Except for Daojun Yuwei who thought so, obviously others also thought that Song Dingding was making a fuss. Most people didn't take her words to heart, and they queued up to enter the wishing pool in order.

The abbot only allowed one person into the wishing pool at a time, which took a lot of time and made those who were already dissatisfied with him even more resentful.

Many people are gearing up for it, wanting to wait until they get the Dragon Ball Swallowing in this secret realm, and then they will teach the abbot a good lesson.

The abbot didn't seem to notice their vicious gaze, and led many monks outside the wishing pool, like a group of security personnel maintaining order at the scene.

Hearing that they could make a wish, Lu Qingchen and Simmons in the carriage also came over. Gu Chaoyu didn't want to see the couple, so he simply lived in the dormitory of the temple to entertain guests.

Lu Qingchen held on to his waist with difficulty, and said with a difficult face: "After a while, you will make a wish to make the baby spirit in my stomach disappear."

Simmons hesitated: "What about you? What do you wish for?"

With gloomy eyes, he said coldly, "Naturally, the overall situation is the most important thing. I wish to get the Dragon Ball."

Simmons was dubious and didn't seem to believe much of what he said.

She even thought that he might make a wish for Gu Chaoyu to forgive him.

"If this is the case, I will make a wish to get the Dragon Ball, and you will make a wish to eliminate the baby spirit, in short, it is the same..."

Before she could finish her words, Lu Qingchen had lost patience and scolded: "What are you thinking about? I said it all, and I will give you a name when you get out of the secret realm."

"A gentleman is a man of his own accord, and I, Lu Qingchen, have no shortage of children, so one less of her is a lot."

Although his tone was not very good, he calmed her uneasy mood in just a few words.

Simmons nodded heavily and said, "I understand Brother Lu's intentions, and I'll make a wish to make the baby spirit in your body disappear later."

As time passed, the queue for wishing became less and less, and soon it was Song Dingding's turn at the end of the queue.

She approached the wishing pond. The round pond was like a fish pond. In the crystal clear water, there were rusty copper coins falling.

Light red goldfish swims on the bottom of the water, green moss grows on the edge of the pool, and the turtle in the wishing pond lays lazily on the moss, looking very comfortable.

The abbot said that the wishes that the Wishing Pond can fulfill, except that it can completely eliminate the influence of the secret realm on those male disciples, other wishes can only be maintained temporarily in this secret realm.

That is to say, in addition to eliminating the baby spirit, any remaining wish, whether it is to become thinner and more beautiful, or to become rich, or to gain power and women.

After these wishes are fulfilled, as soon as they leave this secret realm, those who become thin and beautiful will return to their original appearance, those who become rich and rich will become poor, and those who gain power and women will lose everything.

Song Dingding believes that this secret realm is basically a test of whether they will be covered by worldly desires.

They entered the secret realm of Tianmen to swallow dragon **** and to save the people of the world in the three continents and nine continents.

But at this moment, if they are for their own selfish desires, they will ignore the swallowing of dragon **** and make wishes to satisfy their own desires.

Then not only will they not be able to swallow the Dragon Balls, but they will also be reluctant to leave here because they have achieved riches, become thinner and more beautiful, or have obtained the wish of power and beauty.

They will be dominated and controlled by desire, trapped in the dream woven by the creator of the secret realm, trapped here forever and ever.

Song Dingding felt that she had done her best, and she had already persuaded those who should be persuaded. If they didn't listen, there was nothing she could do.

Although she told others before that if they want to swallow dragon balls, they must make a wish to get dragon balls, but she herself is not ready to make this wish.

Because they want to swallow dragon balls, but Song Dingding doesn't want to.

She has lived tremblingly and cautiously every day from the time she wears the book to here. She has already had enough of this feeling of anxiety and may lose her life at any time.

She wanted to go home, all the time.

Since entering this secret realm, Song Dingding has been thinking about what would happen if she directly made a wish to make Pei Ming fall in love with her.

Even if the wish can only be realized in this secret realm for a short time, as long as Pei Ming falls in love with her and the intimacy reaches 100%, she can go home directly.

The abbot did not know when he walked to the wishing pond. He smiled meaningfully at Song Dingding: "The chance to make a wish is only this time, so think about it."