The white cloth strip passed through the little man's head, and then used a strand of hair in the box to tie the cloth strip firmly on the straw man's body from his waist.

"Hehe!"

Ling Po bit his finger and squeezed a drop of blood on the grass man's head, then placed the grass man on the small wooden platform.

After a smirk, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed hard to the grass man.

At the same time, while kneeling down and singing strange songs.

"My little heart, my little baby... Get up quickly..."

"Mom is here, get up quickly!"

As Ling Po's strange and hoarse singing rang out, Huang Baichang, who was sitting at the door, felt goosebumps appear.

An old witch in her sixties and seventies sings such a disgusting song, I don’t know how she can sing it.

Even if she can sing it herself, she has to estimate that the other people listening to it...

Huang Baichang was muttering secretly with his neck shrank.

But with a slight cold wind, a small whirlwind actually blew in the closed room.

As Huang Baichang's hair stood up, the straw man on the small wooden platform suddenly stood up.

"Zhao Yang..."

"Zhao Yang, who is in Building 702, Building 2, Maple Tree Community... My little baby, go and bring him here quickly..."

"Little baby, bring him here..."

With Ling Po's unpleasant singing and the tiny whirlwinds gradually surrounding Ling Po in the middle, the white cloth strips on the grass man also fluttered gently, as if a terrifying aura was surging.

Huang Baichang took a light breath, shrank his neck, and did not dare to make any noise.

Zhao Yang had just fallen asleep and was preparing for his daily activities in the second half of the night.

He hadn't had any dreams other than practice for a long time, but at this moment he suddenly seemed to have dreams again, a dream different from the past.

In the dream, he saw a gloomy earthen house and the people in the house in a daze.

An old woman who looks ugly and makes people feel bored at first sight is singing unpleasant children's songs like a lunatic, and kowtows to a straw man madly.

However, the appearance of this grass man seemed familiar.

Hey...it seems to be a bit like myself.

Just as he was confused, he felt that there seemed to be a force above the grass man, sucking towards him suddenly, as if he wanted to pull himself into the grass man's body.

Just as Zhao Yang was struggling with all his strength in horror, he was still pulled towards the grass man step by step, and he could not hold on and was about to be sucked into it.

Suddenly, I felt a golden light burst out on my body, and a roar with extreme pressure suddenly rang in my ears.

"Puff!" The grass man actually burst into flames with this angry roar.

The old woman instantly bleeded in seven orifices, and she let out a shrill scream, rolled over and rolled to the ground. After a while of rolling, she was dying.

A strange aura evaporated in the flames, and then rushed towards Zhao Yang and instantly merged into his body.

This was a kind of existence far beyond the coolness of the past, which made him feel a sense of ejaculation all over his body.

Zhao Yang was confused and was about to leave when he suddenly saw a familiar face.

"Huang Baichang?"

In a daze, Huang Baichang turned around in horror and planned to run away, but as soon as he ran out of the door, he suddenly turned back.

He ran to the old woman with his head and his head back and took a look. After seeing that the old woman had only breathed a sigh of relief, he gritted his teeth and took out a short knife.

It stabbed the old woman in her heart with one knife, and even made trouble inside.

Then he grabbed the charred grass man, which was still smoking faintly, turned around and ran out in panic.

"This guy..."

Although he was confused, he still had a lot of hatred for this guy, and Zhao Yang murmured and cursed.

Suddenly, I felt a strange light shooting towards Huang Baichang, and it seemed like a tiny snake was faintly falling onto the charred grass man and disappeared.

Zhao Yang suddenly opened his eyes, looked around, and confirmed that he was in the room.

But everything just now was so real, not like a dream at all, and I still felt that the whole body was still a little light and fluttering.

Could it be...Is this Huang Baichang's method to deal with him?

Zhao Yang pondered for a moment, suddenly raised his eyebrows and entered the chaotic space. He saw another bud emerged from the branches and leaves of the big tree.

Then it slowly bloomed, and five-colored light appeared, and the stamens in it turned out to be purple.

There is actually another new skill, but I don’t know what this skill is.

Zhao Yang gently sensed that this skill seemed to be related to the soul and was called "Soul-fixing", but the specific effect was still unknown.

But no matter what, skills that can be related to the soul are quite rare and are definitely good skills.

Restraining the surprise in his heart, Zhao Yang looked at the status bar above the tree pole again.

After reading this, my spirits suddenly became excited.

Strength: 2.5/3.4

Agility: 3.2/4.1

Physical constitution: 2.3/3.6

Response: 3.0/3.5

Perception: 2.9/3.8

Will: 2.6/3.5

Psychic energy: 2.3/6.3.

I made a big profit, and I never seemed to make such a profit.

The limit value of all items has been increased by at least 0.2 points, and the most psychic energy seems to be increased by a full 1.0.

Moreover, the mountain originally occupied only a quarter of the red color, but now it covered most of the mountain, leaving only about a quarter of the blue-blazed color.

It seems that this time I killed someone a treasure of destiny. The benefits obtained by the bricks are definitely not inferior to me. Maybe it will be upgraded again in no time.

After all, even if I killed the wind wolf last time, I would not have had such great benefits.

After breathing a long sigh, Zhao Yang frowned when he thought of Huang Baichang running away with the straw man, but suddenly he thought of something and smiled coldly.

"Huang Baichang...hehe, I got the baby, but don't be too happy!"

Huang Baichang was really happy at this time, but not... he was very excited.

He carefully held the charred grass man, afraid that he would rot into ashes, so he ran into the house and shouted loudly.

"Dad, dad, come, come!"

"What are you doing? You're fussing!" Captain Huang walked out of the room in annoyed manner in pajamas.

"Dad, dad, look, look...Is this useful?"

Huang Baichang carefully held the charred grass man in his hand from to the front of his father, his eyes full of tension and expectation.
Chapter completed!