Chapter 366 If you have the skills, report your address and see who skins whom
Driving the Universiade heavy truck, Lu Xingshi finally felt the feeling of being displaced.
If nothing else, it made him extremely uncomfortable.
Because this is not a modern world, except for official roads, most roads are actually very poor and few are good.
Lu Xingshi drove wildly and didn't open any roads. He just charged forward anyway.
It was okay at first, it was a bit novel and I didn't have much feeling, but as time went by I couldn't bear it anymore.
It doesn't even work if you switch to a clone to open it.
"No wonder they are so arrogant. My heavy truck can make people lucky, but if I drive it for three to five days, no one can handle it."
Lu Xingshi got out of the car with a curse and took out a large amount of materials and tools, intending to enhance the shock absorption of the Dayun heavy truck.
We can't let him solve the problem. He can only solve heavy trucks, not traffic roads.
There was a crackle, and after the modification, there were a handful of extra parts. Lu Xingshi didn't know where to install them.
"Parts can be repaired when repairing a car. I always thought it was a rumor." Lu Xingshi put the parts in his arms as soon as he could. Anyway, he was driving it himself. In addition, the Dayun heavy truck is a magic weapon. Not to mention missing parts, there were no parts. No problem even with the brakes.
"Scholar, after watching it for so long, what do you think?"
Lu Xingshi turned around and shouted.
When he increased the shock absorption before, the scholar stood and looked at Lu Xingshi. At first he thought he was just looking twice, but now he saw it.
"This Taoist priest's magic weapon is really amazing and extremely majestic." The scholar said a little embarrassedly.
"Look at you looking like this, what are you going to do?" Lu Xingshi asked.
"The young man came to Beijing this time to find his relatives, and there was a lot of nagging." The scholar did not hide his thoughts, and he was also an honest person.
"I thought you were coming to Beijing to take the exam." Lu Xingshi complained. In fact, those who really came to Beijing to take the exam were all Juren. There is no such thing as a poor scholar coming to Beijing.
He is a master who can raise people, so there is no way he can be poor.
Even if everything is not so absolute, it is not something that ordinary people can achieve.
You think that the person who was elected is the person who passed the college entrance examination, but in fact the person who was elected was the person who was admitted as a candidate for county magistrate.
"How can a young man have the talent to lift people up?" the scholar said with a wry smile.
"You're on your way, or else I'll give you a ride, and I'll tell you first that I don't know the way." Lu Xingshi looked at the scholar carefully and felt that his talent and knowledge were extraordinary.
Combined with those strange stories, maybe you can gain some merit through the other party.
However, the scholar refused Lu Xingshi's invitation: "Thank you very much for the Taoist priest's kindness. It is not convenient for a young student to delay the Taoist priest's affairs."
It's normal to refuse. It's impossible for a normal person to just get into someone else's car.
You must not have the intention of harming others, and you must not have the intention of guarding against others.
"That's fine, it's up to you." Lu Xingshi didn't force it, got in the car and left.
From the other party's expression, he really liked Lu Xingshi's Universiade heavy truck, but the scholar could also tell that the cost of this thing, not to mention how much it cost to make, just the maintenance after it was made, was not something he could afford. Affordable.
This feeling is similar to how men like to look at excavators.
Traveling all the way, it was night before he knew it, and Lu Xingshi found a place to camp.
There's nothing wrong with driving at night, but it's easy to hit someone.
It is unclear whether it was a ghost that hit Lu Xingshi or a Universiade heavy truck that hit a ghost. Anyway, the possibility of hitting him in this barren mountain and old forest is not low.
Lu Xingshi was pouring the Ding Ling Pill into his mouth. Ever since he had Hu Tian, Lu Xingshi opened a production line specializing in the production of Ding Ling Pill, and he would stuff it into his mouth in his spare time.
This thing, combined with his boiling stone and taking two earth evil fruits, can slightly increase his cultivation level, not much, but it cannot withstand the difficulty of upgrading in this world. Mosquito legs are still meat no matter how small they are.
As for why he didn't let the avatar help him eat, firstly, eating it would only increase the avatar's cultivation and would not feed back to him. Secondly, wouldn't it be better to let the avatar act as a battery for him to hang up, and he would be too idle? Otherwise, you won’t stuff it into your mouth.
My mouth was stuffed so much that I reached out and shoved it in. I choked and rolled my eyes when I heard sobs.
Still a woman.
Lu Xingshi hurriedly swallowed the elixir. His first thought was of course that he had seen a ghost. He drew out the flying dragon sword and planned to stab the opponent.
Otherwise, any serious person would cry in this deserted place in the middle of the night.
Fortunately, Lu Xingshi is a rigorous person, and he knows that the idea of seeing a ghost is indeed a bit biased against ghosts, because in addition to ghosts, you may also encounter monsters, demons, and monsters in the wild.
However, the thought of stabbing the opponent with the flying dragon sword still existed.
Because serious people don't cry in the middle of the night in the middle of the night.
"What the hell, come out!" Lu Xingshi shouted, and he used the pronoun "Thing" very strictly.
"My husband..." A beautiful woman's figure jumped out.
Lu Xingshi was sure that the other party didn't come over here, and it didn't matter how he came, but he sent a flying sword to the other party first. It looks human-like, but it's just an illusion, it's a weasel.
Judging from this appearance, he was attracted by Lu Xingshi's yang energy, but it was a pity that this demon had offended the wrong person.
He was directly stabbed in the chest by Lu Xingshi with the Spiritual Dragon Flying Sword, and he couldn't die anymore.
"Gan, it's still a male." Lu Xingshi looked at the merits that had been received. After getting used to the merits brought by evil dragons and King Yuntan who were causing great harm to one party, the merits of this weasel were extremely small. not enough.
"Hey! How dare you kill my aunt's godson?"
Lu Xingshi was about to skin the weasel when he saw a streak of yellow smoke emerge from the weasel's body. The yellow smoke turned into a demon that resembled an old woman but had the characteristics of a weasel.
This old weasel is not ordinary. Although he is not as good as King Yuntan who has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, he still has 1800 years of Taoism at a glance.
If this person is eliminated by him, he should be able to gain some merit, at least more than this little weasel.
And based on the other party's tone, he instigated his godson to do a lot of bad things, so there must be some karma.
"Oh, I'll kill him if he comes from Wangchao Mansion. What can you do to me?" Lu Xingshi was holding the flying sword of the spiritual dragon, as if he was thinking about where to poke him.
This old demon may not be able to do it physically, but his magic power is not simple, and he can project it remotely without even seeing it.
Thinking back then, the evil dragon was able to leave his body and run away. This old demon's attainments in the soul are probably even more advanced than that of the evil dragon.
This is considered normal. Evil dragons come from snakes. Although its father, King Yuntan, is also a wild man, he is still an old snake who has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, so it is still okay to give him guidance.
On the contrary, this old weasel has a wild and endless path, and he still takes evil ways. He must have a professional way to save his life, otherwise he will be succumbed to demons and demons long ago.
"I'm just talking about you. If I don't skin you today, grandma, this matter will not be over." The old weasel was very angry, thinking that it had been responsible for causing trouble in the hometown for so many years, and it had eaten countless people, but it was still alive. If anyone dares to touch it, it will be life-threatening.
"Oh, then I'll wait for you here. The location is next to a tree. If I want to be more specific, there is an irregular dark cloud above my head. If you come faster, you might be struck by lightning." Lu Xingshi described his position very accurately.
The old weasel felt a rush of blood rushing from the soles of his feet to his forehead. He was so angry that he was trembling all over and could not speak.
"If you are able, come to the third girl's grave. I must..."
Lu Xingshi nodded: "Okay, then you wait for me."
After saying this, a red light appeared in his hand, and he slapped Huang Yan, scattering the opponent's figure on the spot.
He knew where Sanniang's Tomb was. When he left, he took a highly concentrated golden light grenade and exchanged the map with Qingxia Tianshi.
The disadvantage is that he has to turn around and go back, and it's a bit far away, but it doesn't matter, there are merits earned, and running the map is not a big deal.
"This demon has been cultivating for eighteen hundred years, but he still looks like he's in trouble. He can't even control his emotions. He's far behind King Yuntan."
Lu Xingshi shook his head, and then thought that this old weasel was a true wild man. King Yuntan had been cultivating for so many years, and he had actually done a good job in cultivating his character. He had long since developed his Qi and transformed it into a city.
The other party has always been unscrupulous, and there are also problems with the methods he practices, so it naturally becomes like this.
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Mrs. Huang Sanniang frowned, and the old weasel showed ferocity on her face. She stamped the black wooden cane in her hand, making a loud sound.
A group of weasels that had not yet transformed were seen rushing over like a tide.
"Little cubs, where did Tie Qi'er go hunting today?" it said immediately.
Tie Qi'er was the weasel monster killed by Lu Xingshi.
"I know, I went north, saying I was going to catch people in the northern villages." A little weasel said quickly.
"Hang up the scholar I caught today and put him on the steamer in half an hour. Godmother, I'll go and come back. I'll catch another cow nose and fry it for dinner." Huang Sanniang said coldly.
If you steam it now, it will be mushy when it comes back, and it won't taste good at all.
When he said this, he suddenly showed an evil spirit: "Watch your mouth, if I let my godmother know who has eaten a little bit, I will dry you."
All the little weasel demons were naturally trembling with fear and kept saying they didn't dare.
As a little demon who has not transformed, he has no right to eat people. The prey that enters Sanniang's grave are all Huang Sanniang's blood food.
On weekdays, they are only responsible for catching and do not dare to eat secretly.
As for whether they caught or refused to hand it over, they didn't dare. If they really ate people, the smell would be smelled by Huang Sanniang.
After Huang Sanniang gave a warning, she leaned on his black wooden cane and rolled up her robes covered in wind and sand, turning into a demonic wind and floating out of the cave, heading north along the road to find Lu Xingshi.
It didn't care about the death of Tie Qi'er, the little weasel demon. The real reason for killing Lu Xingshi was naturally because it lost face.
Even if Tie Qi'er is his godson, he is not worthy of letting him avenge himself. If he dies, he will die. Anyway, he has many godsons, and this one is not missing.
But if you lose face, that won’t work.
(End of chapter)