Chapter 225 [Scary]
“How on earth are you going to let me go?!”
Watching the skull being torn into pieces by the ghosts and swallowing them, Qian Kai Yin Hun struggled desperately under Qin Yao, almost going crazy.
"With such great force, it seems that you have almost recovered." Qin Yao raised the Gauss pistol, pointed it at the back of Qian's head, and decisively pulled the trigger.
“Boom, boom, boom…”
Each enchanted bullet hit Qian Kai's head. Every time he was hit, his soul twitched and then became three-thirds thinner. After nine shots, the soul body was so thin that it was hard to see with the naked eye. It could no longer bear Qin Yao's weight and sat down into nothingness.
Perhaps even Qian Kai himself did not expect that one day he would disappear in such a special way!
“Thank you for your hard work.”
Qin Yao stood up from the ground, reached out and patted his butt.
"You're welcome." Hong Wedding Dress saluted.
Bai Sha glanced at her and remained silent, but secretly muttered in his heart: "Flattery."
"This battle consumes a lot of money. In the future, you will have to convert it into yang energy to compensate me." Xiao Wenjun didn't even look at Shuang Sha. He glanced at Qin Yao and waved his hand, then dived into the shadow on the ground.
The order of first come, first served is very important. Xiao Wenjun is qualified to say this, and even more qualified to ignore the red and white demons.
"You guys should all go back and rest." Qin Yao took out the magic spirit bead from his pocket and said to the red and white evil spirits with a gentle expression.
The two evil spirits nodded silently and flew back to the Demonic Pearl with their subordinates. The bank of the stream suddenly became empty.
"Let's take a look at the harvest first."
Qin Yao put away the magic spirit bead, took out the Yin Deka, and poured a trace of mana into it.
The balance of Yin De: eight thousand three hundred and eighty-eight points.
"8388... An evil path actually increased 440 points of moral virtue??" A flash of astonishment flashed in Qin Yao's eyes.
Although he knew that this evil way was harmful and sinful, its value far exceeded his psychological expectations.
I thought it would be good to get three hundred and fifty points. After all, I only got three hundred and fifty points for killing the royal zombies...
"Congratulations." Looking at the unmistakable joy on his face, Ikkyu said with a cupped hand. .
"Thank you, Master." Qin Yao leaned forward and said.
To be honest, without the help of the old monk, it would be difficult for him to say that he could eradicate the problem.
Ikkyu waved his hand: "Nothing, it's getting late, let's go back now."
"Master, please..."
The next day, noon.
In the west of the city, inside the Qian Zhenren Taoist Temple.
Qin Yao sat in front of a wooden table filled with messy objects. He gently cut open the cover of a scripture with a knife and pulled out a white silk scarf that was so thin that it seemed as if nothing existed.
Put the silk scarf flat on the scripture and look carefully, you can see that the silk scarf is filled with densely packed small characters...
What made him even more helpless was that even though the words were small, the method was still written in ancient Chinese. The content was obscure and profound. A certain word in a sentence might have multiple meanings. He read it seven or eight times in a row, but he didn't understand it. How to practice!
"System, come out, come out, see what I find?" Not long after, Qin Yao's eyes moved and he called in a low voice.
System: [? ? ? 】
“Look, the art of escape from the earth.”
Qin Yao knocked on the silk scarf on the scripture and said with a smile: “You are not interested in the legendary fairy magic. ”
"Shua."
Suddenly, two beams of blue light were emitted from his eyes. He glanced at the scarf, and then a line of characters appeared on the light screen to comment:
[Ordinary, ordinary. The method of escaping from the earth has no value for inclusion. 】
Qin Yao: "..."
Wan Duzi.
Don’t even fall for this fool!
At the same time.
Maoshan, inside the wooden house.
Sitting cross-legged in the center of the wooden house, he slowly closed his eyes, counted his fingers, and stood up silently: "It's time."
In the blink of an eye.
He came to a cold pool alone, stood on a large bluestone, raised his arms, twisted his waist, and kicked his legs. Then he untied his monk's robe and jumped into the cold pool with a splash of water.
After his body adapted to the environment in the water, he slowly opened his eyes and swam quickly to the bottom of the pool.
As he dived deeper, the temperature of the water became lower. By the time he reached the bottom of the pool, his skin was already covered with goosebumps.
Rubbing his arms, his eyes stayed in front of a stone platform surrounded by water plants. He stretched out his hand and pulled away the water plants, revealing a jade lotus with the spirit gathering array engraved on it. Inside the lotus was a small blue and white porcelain bottle. , looks exquisite.
After finishing the entire set of seals with the four-eyed hand seal technique, he gently pinched the small bottle with the index fingers of his hands that released light, and took it out from the inside of the Jade Lotus.
After a few minutes.
The four eyes swam out of the pool, lying on the large smooth bluestone and taking a few deep breaths, then turned over and sat up, looked at the small bottle in his hand and said: "God bless, three The ancestor of Qing Dao bless, the ancestor protects "Bless you."
After praying, he uncorked the small porcelain bottle, grasped the small porcelain bottle in the palm of his left hand, raised his little finger slightly, and used his nails as a knife to gently draw a deep cut on his right arm. of wounds.
Then, using mana to control the wound to prevent blood from flowing out, he raised the small porcelain bottle with his left hand, poured out a drop of blood, and blended it into the wound.
“Ho, ah...”
After the blood soaked into the wound, his eyes and arms trembled. Severe pain hit him like a wave, almost causing him to faint. His eyes quickly turned red...
He knelt on the ground naked and used his magic power. He forcibly healed the wound on his arm. When the wound completely disappeared, his arm instantly became more than three times thicker, as if a devil's arm was placed on a human body.
"Boom!"
In order to relieve the crazy pain, he punched the big bluestone under him. The invulnerable bluestone shattered instantly, and countless fragments flew. fell into the cold pool.
My eyes hurt for a long time, and my whole body was tortured to the point of exhaustion. It was not until evening that the painful feeling gradually disappeared, and my right arm gradually became normal under the control of mana.
"Hoo, ho, ho..."
I lay flat on the edge of the pool, looking up at the distant stars in the sky. After a long time, I slowly raised my right hand, and with a thought, my whole right arm It instantly grew three or four times bigger.
"Is this considered a success or a failure?" Feeling the powerful power in his right arm, he murmured to himself.
The blood in the bottle is still the blood he took out from Qin Yao with a silver needle when he was in Yizhuang. (See Chapter 22 for details.)
In the past few years, he has purified this drop of heart blood countless times, and then placed it in this cold pool with rich spiritual energy to nourish it. Until today, it is estimated that it has reached perfection. , just took it out and injected it into the body.
In his expectation, the most perfect state would be to rely on this drop of blood to improve his qualifications. If that was not possible, it would be enough to raise his physique to a higher level.
But the reality is that neither of these two desired results have been achieved. The arm that has been fused with blood has mutated...
"If you move it further to the chest, left arm, or even both legs If it's all dripping with blood, doesn't it mean that he can transform?" He shook his arm, which had grown a lot bigger, and imagined the scene after his "transformation", and surprisingly he felt pretty good.
Now there is only one question left.
How to get so much trouble from Qin Yao...
He couldn't tell the truth: Uncle Master, I want to use your blood to transform, how about you squeeze a bottle for me?
He was sure that as long as he dared to say that, Qin Yao would dare to fall out with him! !
This matter cannot be rushed, we must find the right time and do it step by step...
Renjiazhen. Yizhuang lobby.
Uncle Jiu sat on the main seat under the statue of the ancestor, put a silk scarf on the table, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows: "This spell formula is like a riddle. I have never practiced any heretical spell. It is very difficult to decipher it." If I don’t talk about the difficulty, I’m afraid that if I solve the riddle wrong, I’ll have to practice it again.”
Qin Yao: “…”
Yes, Uncle Jiu can’t do it, Yi. The rest of the Zhuang clan are even less able to do so.
Using Uncle Jiu as a reference, he doesn’t know how to do it. Even Master Ikkyu’s designation is difficult to do. Going anywhere with him will be in vain.
Looking at Qin Yao's regretful look, Uncle Jiu could understand.
After all, this guy has no concept of fighting between good and evil at all. It will definitely be difficult to accept that he got a set of very practical magic secrets but cannot practice them.
"Although I can't solve the mystery, I can recommend someone who can." After a moment of silence, Uncle Jiu finally softened up and spoke seemingly casually.
Qin Yao's eyes lit up: "Master, who is that person?"
"Zhu Yunsheng!" A trace of recollection appeared in Uncle Jiu's eyes: "I haven't spoken to you for more than ten years. I’ve seen him, and I’ve forgotten what he looks like.”
When he heard this, Qin Yao suddenly felt cold.
I dare you to have no friendship!
"Master, do you know where Zhu Yuansheng's family lives?"
"It's quite far away, in Tengxiang Town, Guangse." Uncle Jiu said.
Qin Yao said: "If I use the magic walking talisman to travel, can I get there in one day?"
"If I use the magic walking talisman non-stop, it will be almost the same." Uncle Jiu calculated said.
"That's not too far." Qin Yao stepped forward and put away the silk scarf and said, "I'll set off now. I'll arrive at Tengxiang Town early tomorrow morning. I'll ask about this person then."
"Wait a minute. , I will write you a personal letter, which may not necessarily be useful, but it is better than nothing." Uncle Jiu stretched out his hand.
"Thank you, Master." Qin Yao felt warm in his heart, smiled, and scratched his head.
The next morning.
Guangse Tengxiang Town.
In town.
An old man who was somewhat similar to Uncle Jiu, but with an older appearance, stood in a paper-making shop at the intersection and shouted loudly: "Dachang, Dachang... This guy, early in the morning, and... Where did he go? "
"Seventh Uncle, please stop shouting, Da Changchang went out early and hasn't come back yet," a scabby young man said casually as he walked in with a yawn.
The seventh uncle looked helpless and sighed deeply: "I must have gone out to fool around again. If I don't do my job well and practice my martial arts well, what will I do with my robe and robe in the future?" Is that good?”
The scabby young man’s eyes widened and he said with a smile: “Pass it to me, Uncle Seven, I am so serious about my work.”
"Do you know how to read?" Uncle Seven asked.
The mangy young man was startled for a moment, and then ran away in dismay.
"Ouch!" Just as he came to the street, he bumped into a huge body half a head taller than him, which frightened him so much that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
"Brother, are you okay?" the other party asked with an easy-going look.
The mangy-headed young man touched his beating heart, looked at the other person's terrifying figure, and suddenly became polite: "It's okay, I'm sorry, I was distracted."
"It doesn't matter... As the saying goes, meeting is fate. My name is Qin Yao, what do you call me, little brother?"
"Hello, brother Qin, my name is A Sheng." The scabby young man swallowed a mouthful of saliva. , said with timid eyes.
“Ah Sheng.” Qin Yao smiled and said, “Can I ask you about someone?”
“Brother, as long as I know or know someone I'll take you over to find him," Ah Sheng said with a sorry smile.
Qin Yao nodded happily, the per capita quality of this town is very good.
"I only know one name. That person's name is Zhu Yuansheng."
"Zhu Yuansheng, Zhu Yuansheng... this name sounds so familiar!" Ah Sheng pondered for a while and suddenly raised his head: "Ah, I thought of "Yes, it's the seventh uncle."
"The seventh uncle?" Qin Yao was slightly startled.
Why does this title sound familiar to him? ?
"Yes, the seventh uncle's name is Zhu Yuansheng. Brother Qin, what do you want to do with the seventh uncle?" Asheng asked.
"I'm here to ask him a question." Qin Yao said.
“That’s right.” Ah Sheng smiled and said, “Seventh uncle is the person who knows the most in our Tengxiang town. Anyone who has something that cannot be explained will come to him. You are the right person. "
Qin Yao laughed: "Can you please take me to see him, brother?"
"Of course, brother, come with me." Then he waved and led him towards the paper shop.
"Seventh uncle, seventh uncle, there is a... guest coming to see you!" Ah Sheng shouted after striding into the paper shop.
"I heard it, I heard it." The seventh uncle opened a curtain, walked slowly from the backyard to the shop, looked up, and felt a thump in his heart.
He is like a fierce tiger, with evil energy rising into the sky...
This evil man must not come here to cause trouble.
Thinking like this, the old man hurriedly squeezed out a smile on his face and said warmly: "Young man, what do you want from me?"
"Seventh uncle, seventh uncle, help me. !" Qin Yao just opened his mouth, but before he could speak, a fat man in a gray shirt ran into the shop with a look of horror.
Uncle Seven's eyes widened and he scolded: "Zhu Dachang, you are being chased by a ghost, you scream so loudly!"
"I am really being chased by a ghost!" Zhu Dachang's fat face was almost wrinkled into a bitter melon, and he raised his head Point your arm backward: "Uncle Seventh, please open your eyes and take a look."
Uncle Seventh was confused. He took out two leaves from his arms and wiped them in front of his eyes. He immediately saw a ghost in longevity clothes with an expressionless face. Standing in front of the store.
"Not afraid of the sun, not afraid of strangers...what's going on with this ghost?"
Zhu Dachang said: "I don't know what's going on! He is my good brother Fu Jun, Last night..."
At this point, he suddenly realized that there was an outsider here, and quickly changed his words: "Anyway, the matter is very complicated, I will explain it to you later."
Qin Yao looked at Fu Jun outside, and then After looking at Zhu Dachang, who looked panicked, he finally understood why the title Seventh Uncle sounded familiar to him.
Because this is - "People Are Scary".
"Was it his first seven yesterday?" Qin Yao suddenly asked.
"How do you know?" Zhu Dachang looked surprised.
"Did he kill his wife and an adulterer last night?" Qin Yao asked again.
Zhu Dachang was confused.
Stupefied.
“How come you know everything???”
(End of this chapter)