Chapter 30 Chen Jing’s qualifications for head-catching soul worship
Chen Jing walked very slowly, slow enough to see clearly every plant, tree, brick and tile in Fulong Dazhai.
There is nothing to explore here. It is a lonely thatched house, which is unexpectedly simple, with no twists and turns and no topography.
I just discussed with the other arresters, and finally decided that he should come first, not only because he is a serious and responsible arrester of thieves, but also because he comes from the Du family of Yimen, under the sect of Sangu Du.
"Du Sangu" is known as the Seven Passes of the Fist Town, and is as famous as Tang Wuwu, the hero of Tang Dynasty, the master of Duanyang Tower, who is known as "the book and the sword to suppress all the flowers". Who within three hundred miles of Fufeng Mansion will not give them a few Split thin noodles?
Therefore, his fist and kick skills are even better than his sword skills. Without competing with Xin Zhuo, he is definitely the best among the six head catchers!
At this time, he passed by the two female bandits who were on guard with their swords drawn. He couldn't help but stop and said in a deep voice: "Chen Jing, the head of the Fufeng Prefecture in Bazhou of Great Zhou Dynasty and a disciple of Du Sangu, , come and see Master Xin Zhuoxin!”
Reporting his full name is somewhat shocking.
However, Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang didn't understand the numbers at all, and said with guarded faces: "Hurry in, don't play tricks, our boss has a bad temper."
Chen Jing was stunned, and then shook his head. , stepped into the room, the furnishings in the room were also very simple, even worse than the poor houses in the city.
He just glanced around briefly and then looked at Miss Su sitting on one side.
Miss Su was "disheveled", with a trace of nervousness and excitement in her eyes, and she couldn't tell what exactly happened.
Do it? She and Xin Zhuo were very close...
Of course Su Miaojin knew Chen Jing. As her heart beat faster, she paid more attention to Xin Zhuo, with a hint of imperceptible amusement at the corner of her mouth.
When a thief meets a catcher, it is like a mouse meeting a cat. This is almost a deterrent from a natural enemy. He does not believe that a little thief can still be so calm.
However, she soon became disappointed. Xin Zhuo not only showed no signs of restraint or panic, but even showed an expression of expectation and appreciation.
What the hell are expectations and appreciation?
"Master Xin, please come."
Chen Jing glanced at the Yan Ling notch knife that Xin Zhuo had casually placed aside, and clasped his fists in a gesture of not losing the authority of the government.
“I’ve been waiting for you for a long time!”
Xin Zhuo smiled happily, showing eight teeth as white as jade, and waved: "Sit down, Mr. Chen!"
He was a little too enthusiastic.
However, the faint smile on Chen Jing's face gradually disappeared. There were only two bamboo stools in the room, one each for Xin Zhuo and Miss Su. Are they sitting on the ground by themselves? Let's just get straight to the point:
"It doesn't matter if you don't want to sit down. Master Xin should know my purpose, so we might as well be straightforward."
"Don't worry."
Xin Zhuo picked up the broken bowl in front of him, quietly summoned Wangyue Well, scooped out a bowl of water and put it down, "When you enter my Fulong Village, you should drink this nectar. This is the rule. It is non-toxic. Please drink it!"
< br>Chen Jing's eyes narrowed. In his opinion, Xin Zhuo suddenly raised his arm to fetch water from the air. This is a high-level technique in Shuimen Kung Fu, and it is as famous as the famous Nine Jue Shaolin skills in the world.
This...
What kind of monster is this Xin Zhuo? At such a young age, in the realm of sword skills, could he actually acquire the water gate skills of the upper three gates?
"Captain Chen?" Xin Zhuo reminded.
Chen Jing came back to his senses and looked at the bowl of tea. Did he suspect that the bowl was poisoned? But thinking about it from another person's perspective, I realized that there was really no need for this. If I didn't drink, I would be at a disadvantage, so I drank it all in one gulp.
After a brief taste, it is indeed not poisonous, but it is not very tasty, and smells fishy. I don’t know where I got it from the well water.
Xin Zhuo looked at the air in front of him with strange eyes, and smiled even more happily: "Very good! Let's talk directly. What is the most precious thing in your life?"
Chen Jing couldn't help but be startled, and then frowned: "This What do you mean? Master Xin wants money and things, and I can do it. Why do you ask this?”
Miss Su’s safety.”
"Of course it's my three-year-old daughter!" Although Chen Jing didn't know Xin Zhuo's purpose, he still told the truth.
"Very good! I want to save my daughter's life!"
"Canglang——"
Chen Jing pulled out half of his waist knife, his face was gloomy, "Xin Zhuo, you Don't bully others too much!"
"Xin Xiaothief, who are you for threatening your family..." Su Miaojin was also angry and stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking. This seemed to be in line with the bandit's identity and methods. .
"Don't be nervous! This is a sign of sincerity." Xin Zhuo smiled, "I won't do anything to a little girl, nor am I asking you to send her over as a hostage. I just need a promise from you and you can delete it. Miss Su’s torture does not harm her daughter, so why not Chen Captou?”
Chen Jing lowered his head and thought for a moment, then looked directly at Xin Zhuo: "Okay!"
Xin Zhuo took out a pen and paper and pushed it to the table: "Very good, please sign and pledge it with Mr. Chen!" "
Chen Jing breathed slightly, walked to the table, his right hand trembled slightly, and he picked up a pen and wrote down a line of exchange documents.
Xin Zhuo's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he almost couldn't hold back the smile on his face. He lowered his head and looked at Wangyue Well.
[Sacrifice to the soul 7/15. 】
[Chen Jing: Debt 88, 37 years old, remaining life 25, eighth grade, resourceful.
Three Injury Zhiyang Fist: Mahayana!
The Art of Chasing the Moon and the Fierce Sword: Hinayana! Chunyang Guixu’s Heart Method: Hinayana! 】
Yes, yes, the names of these exercises are very domineering at first glance.
He glanced at the two of them pretending to be unintentional.
Grab!
Yuehua:68/100.
The surface of the well changes constantly, the water splashes dazzlingly, and soon five whirlpools gradually roll out and condense:
[Mahayana's three-injury Zhiyang Fist]
[Introductory Yuanyang Chain Knife]
[Introductory Beichuan Sword Technique. 】
【Introductory Psychic Dog Paddle】
【Stable eighth-level realm. 】
This is...
The most outstanding qualities of Cui Ying'er, Han Qiniang and Xiao Huang have also been collected together.
Actually, according to the rules, all the sacrificial spirits will share together, including Huang Dagui and others. However, Wangyuejing seems to be "sighted" and looks down on them. At most, they will extract their realm supplies, so they chose to slightly Strong Han Qiniang and Cui Yinger.
But Chen Jing's most outstanding and powerful ability is a boxing technique. Wangyuejing only absorbs one of the strongest abilities of the spirit sacrifice, and Chen Jing's sword skills and mental skills are directly excluded.
In other words, the current ability of Wangyuejing to seize shared sacrificial spirits is operated by all sacrificial spirits together, unless after upgrading, the ability to seize a certain sacrificial spirit can be selected individually.
Xin Zhuo quietly looked at the five shared abilities in front of him. The old rule is that the realm can be absorbed directly, and the other four powers can only be fused and mutated.
Fusion!
Yuehua:58/100.
[Stable eighth-level realm]
[A series of three-injury Zhiyang fist that moves like a dog plowing through the clouds and running water. 】
Damn Xiao Huang, I really want to kick you out of the group, you are so disruptive.
Xin Zhui rubbed his brows and stretched out his right hand.
Absorb!
[Well Master: Xin Zhuo]
[Region: Eighth Grade, one of the Seventh Grade enters the Second Grade Seventh Grade. 】
……
[Dharma: True Yang Heart Dharma. 】
[Skills: The messy and confusing dog-like knife skills, the three-injury Zhiyang Fist that is like a dog's gouging in a series of flowing water]
One of the seven will enter the seventh level? ? ?
The realm has not advanced!
Need to absorb the amount of seven eighth-grade masters?
This makes Xin Zhuo a little disappointed. It feels like when he started practicing, the ninth and eighth realms were equivalent to gifts. Has the difficulty of the above realms increased?
"Master Xin, I heard that you are obsessed with martial arts and have extremely good sword skills. You killed the eighth-level mountain bandit Li Qing with one sword. I don't know how Master Xin's boxing skills are. I am not talented, so I would like to learn a few things."
Xin Zhuo's behavior was a bit weird at the moment. He seemed to be in a daze, talking to himself and gesticulating. Not only Su Miaojin was surprised, but Chen Jing was also confused.
However, no matter what, you should take the opportunity to injure him by exchanging boxing skills. This is what you should do.
"Uh..."
Xin Zhuo looked at Chen Jing in surprise, "Boxing competition? It's not necessary, right?"
I can also do your boxing, and mine is mutated. This is somewhat embarrassing.
“Oh?”
The corners of Chen Jing’s mouth curved slightly, and he noticed Xin Zhuo’s strange surprise and rejection.
This person is not good at boxing!
He made the next argument, expecting to win even more, and he did not hesitate to use provocation: "What? Mr. Xin has great swordsmanship, but doesn't know how to box? This... is really funny.
It should be noted that in the world of martial arts, one master can lead to hundreds of others. Only by mastering all kinds of martial arts can we advance further. Otherwise, what's the future? The leader of Xin Da is somewhat young and ignorant. I don't mind teaching you two self-defense techniques, hahaha..."
The Jijiang method is very poor. , but it is definitely useful for young people. This is his experience.
And Su Miaojin was sitting upright, with undisguised expectation on her face.
(End of this chapter)