It was then that Hua officially came into contact with the spiritual world and those left-wing monks who were not recognized by mainstream practitioners.
These leftist monks claim that their style and means of doing things are also different from those of normal people.
Grumpy, withdrawn, murderous, twisted, cruel and bloodthirsty …
All these label flowers are freaks who are not active or passive in the mainstream society.
Hua, who has the ability to turn a corpse into a living person, is one of them.
Chapter III Connectors VS Paper Makers
"damn it! Sure enough, I was stared! "
It wasn’t long before I left Lv Guzhuang that I realized that there was one more tail behind me that I couldn’t shake off.
Although Hua was ready to be stared at before she came to Lujiazhuang.
However, the other party was not misled by all kinds of false marks left by himself and was able to catch up with himself so quickly, which greatly exceeded the expectations of the flower.
Being able to see through your own means so quickly can say that the other person has a full understanding of himself.
[Is it an acquaintance? 】
In my mind, this thought flashed by, and I was going to go around the mountain trail and suddenly stopped, then turned my face and looked at the fork in the road behind me.
Since the newcomer may be an acquaintance of his own, no matter how much he hides, he can’t hide.
This is not an empirical talk, but an obvious fact
No matter whether the other person is your acquaintance or the strength is far beyond yourself, it is meaningless to continue to hide.
Only a head-on confrontation can break the layout of the other side.
What’s more, although Hua doesn’t like fighting, she is never afraid of it.
Being able to live among the freaks in the side door tells me that flowers are not a good crop.
Da … Da … Da …
It didn’t take long for the flower to wait. When a wooden pole struck the ground, the sound entered her ears.
When Hua opened her eyes wide and looked at the end of the mountain path, a strange man with crutches suddenly caught her eye.
The reason why people are strange is that he is really dressed strangely.
Walking on the ground with a crutch, full of hair and shawls …
In addition to that, the foreigner looks very pale, and he loses all his color, just like a blank sheet of paper.
The most exaggerated person’s eyebrows are all removed, and there are two scarlet spots on his forehead.
From a distance, this guy is more a living "paper man" than a person.
"I knew it was you who turned around!"
I recognized the identity of the newcomer at a glance with a little sudden flowers on my face.
The newcomer was none other than a papermaker who spent time with the "four villains"
As mentioned above, the professional papermaker who makes dead money is not as fierce as the wireman, but it is equally strange.
There are not many people who are willing to become paper makers, and there are even fewer people who can become paper makers.
In a sense, the paper-binding and connecting workers are all "one pulse and one single" occupations.
Especially Chang ‘an, which is the boundary of Chang ‘an, is almost synonymous with the papermaker. When the papermaker first thinks of it, it is Lu Guai.
"I didn’t expect you to notice my stalking."
Seems to be surprised and just laughed at …
Lu Guai tapped his crutch on the ground, but his eyes were full of undisguised desire and murder.
A naturally cautious man, Lu Guai, dare not go to Lvjia Village in person, but it does not prevent him from intercepting flowers coming out of the village halfway.
Besides, Hua enjoys a good reputation as an Chang ‘an connection engineer, and her value is not inferior to that of Lvjiacun.
"I didn’t expect you to stare at me!"
Corners of the mouth slightly raise a radian flower dew with a new smile.
Hua asked himself that although he was not famous for his bloodthirsty, the middle name of Chang ‘an Zuodao was not weak either.
At present, what makes Lu Guai think he can handle himself?
"You have the living avatar, and I have the ability to resurrect. It’s a match made in heaven."
"If you want to marry me, who else in Chang ‘an Zuodao dares to underestimate you and me?"
There was a slight pause, and the volume didn’t change much, but the tone suddenly became excited.
"Besides, you and I are ghosts, and it is doomed that no one in this generation will be willing to marry."