One of the attendants saw that the old chalk's face was changing, and said boldly: "Maybe that chalk wants to put a long line to catch a big fish?"

"But if there is no calamity coming, the chalk will no longer be able to cheekily go to the chalk door? Another guard followed.

Hao Changshou nodded, this kind of thing is really rather credible than non-existent: "Don't spread this matter first, if there is no catastrophe, won't you laugh off people's chalky teeth." ”

On the first day, it was peaceful, on the second day, there were no disasters and no disasters, and on the third day, it was safe and stable.

Just when Hao Changshou was about to put this matter behind him and was about to wash up and go to bed, his wife Du Xiao, who had disappeared for a while, personally carried a few dishes and a pot of rice wine, and entered the room.

"Madam, what does this mean? Do you want to drink a glass of wine again?" Hao Changshou joked with a smile, the two have a very good relationship, and they have been married for many years and are still as good as glue, blending oil in honey, like a neochalk couple, so Hao Changshou, a powerful rich man, has no other affair in the past two or ten years, except for accepting a concubine because his wife is difficult to produce.

Hao Xiao smiled and said: "Old chalk master has forgotten that tonight is the night of the full moon, how can you not drink some wine and admire the moon?"

"Eh, I forgot, ma'am. Hao Changshou got up and went to the table beside the bed, but suddenly, he remembered the chaser's remark: "Wine after dinner? Within three days? Disaster should not be here! But how could Madame harm me? Could she also be a victim?"

With the mentality that he would rather believe what he has than what he doesn't, Hao Changshou took out the talisman and pinched his palm.

When he didn't drink much to enjoy the moon, Hao Xiao's face was full of peach blossoms, fragrant sweat, and his beauty was fully displayed, Hao Changshou was dizzy and wanted to lean in, but he got drunk.

Hao Changshou only felt dizzy, it was dark in front of him, and suddenly, a pale yellow chalky light lit up, and he suddenly woke up and broke free from the chalky darkness, and found himself lying on the table.

He laughed at himself at first, and said secretly in his heart, "I'm old, I'm getting drunk so soon!

Seeing that there was no trace of Mrs. Hao Xiao next to the table and behind the screen on the bed, Hao Changshou panicked, "Is this what the Taoist chief said?" Before the thought fell, he suddenly saw a bright moonlight sprinkled outside the window, and the light gathered, and a figure appeared in it.

"Madam?" Hao Changshou ran out in confusion and joy, and when he walked into the courtyard, he was stunned, frightened, and in disbelief.

In the light cluster formed by the convergence of countless cold and bright lights, there is a monster with a human head and a wolf body, the body is one zhang long, two people high, the white hair is chalked up and the face is familiar to Hao Changshou, the wife Hao Xiaoshi, who has been sleeping in the same bed for nearly two and ten years, has a beautiful face that is distorted and hideous, as if she is enduring great pain.

She turned her face to see Hao Changshou, her eyes showed a complicated look, Hao Changshou somehow understood, extreme pain, sadness, grievances, despair, and prayers touched people's hearts.

But the surprise was too much, Hao Changshou took a few steps back and muttered: "Strange, monster ,......"

Hao Xiao seemed to be unable to control himself again, howling at the moon wolf, even his head turned into a big chalky wolf head, his eyes were red, and he stepped towards Hao Changshou, although she tried her best to control the chalkiness, but it was still difficult to move forward.

Retreating again and again, Hao Changshou was frightened, didn't pay attention to the steps, fell to the ground, and faced the pounced wolf demon, unable to move, leaving only endless despair and fear. ...,

But at this moment, a pale yellow chalky light flew out of his hand and covered the wolf demon that Hao Xiao had transformed, and in a flicker of light, it turned back into a human body, curled up on the ground, in extreme pain but unable to move even a finger.

Everything was like a nightmare before, Hao Changshou slapped himself in disbelief, but in the end he still believed what he saw with his own eyes.

"You monster, Ju, actually want to harm me, look, see if I don't kill you!" Hao Changshou held the pale yellow chalky talisman seal, full of murderous aura, gritting his teeth and about to stick it over.

However, halfway through his walk, he saw Hao Xiao's lovely, mournful, desolate, and desperate eyes, and immediately his heart softened, and the murderous intent subsided, remembering that the husband and wife of the two chalks had been entwined with love for ten years, and his steps were like a thousand stones bolted, and it was difficult to move.

But in a blink of an eye, Hao Changshou thought of the wolf demon he had just seen, his heart was tumbling and disgusting, and he took a few steps forward.

Hao Xiao's eyes were like crying, which made Hao Changshou recall scenes of the past: at the beginning, he raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows, and he was ......affectionate, "If she wants to kill me, she has been able to do it for ten years, so why wait until today." Every move on weekdays can feel from the heart, and there is no falsehood. He stopped again, and the killing power subsided.

Hao Changshou's face changed uncertainly, sometimes hideous and fierce, sometimes gentle and smiling, sometimes murderous, sometimes forgiving and understanding, and finally let out a long sigh and threw away the pale yellow chalky talisman seal.

Wisps of scarlet killing machine flowed from his body into the talisman seal, and it was the chalky and repeated killing machine of love and hate.

As the killing machine completely left, Hao Changshou's legs weakened and he sat on the ground, only to feel as light as the chaotic love and hatred being cut off by a sword.

Hao Xiao stood up, his face showed a smile of joy, gentleness, and love, and helped Hao Changshou into the chalk, whispering from time to time about the suppressed pain that he had concealed for many years.

The next day, Hao Changshou and his wife took guards and slaves all over the city to find Shi Xuan, wanting to thank this living immortal in person.

PS: The outline was set a long time ago.

The killing machine of people,I want to write a few small stories like chatting.,But in the current realm of identity.,It's a little abrupt.,If it's at the beginning of the book.,The style is appropriate.,So I adjusted it.,Cut a few small stories.,The next chapter will end the plot.。 [To be continued, "This article is chalky by mentioning chalk". If you like this work, you are welcome to ◣◥ to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, your support is my biggest motivation. As the killing machine completely left, Hao Changshou's legs weakened, and he sat down on the ground, only to feel as light as the chaotic love and hatred being cut off by a sword.

Hao Xiao stood up, his face showed a smile of joy, gentleness, and love, and helped Hao Changshou into the chalk, whispering from time to time about the suppressed pain that he had concealed for many years.

The next day, Hao Changshou and his wife took guards and slaves all over the city to find Shi Xuan, wanting to thank this living immortal in person.