Chapter 13 There is a ghost, and I am hungry too
As soon as he left the martial arts hall, Shen Lian couldn't wait to call up the career panel.
[Martial Arts: Wave Chasing Pile (First Preview), Tide Boxing Technique (First Preview)]
When he focused on the Wave Chasing Pile, a prompt appeared on the career panel.
[Whether to consume 2 points to advance to martial arts: Zhulangzhuan (small achievement)]
"Haha."
Shen Lian couldn't help but let out a weird laugh, and even the starlings also cackled. The noise made by one person and one bird was more demonic than a demon.
“Let’s give it a try and then talk about it.”
Because of the corpse stripping case, the city was in panic, and the doors and windows of every house were closed.
Don’t worry about standing out.
Shen Lian did not hesitate and put 2 points into the wave-chasing pile.
As for points, although you should save them when you should save them, but if you spend a year or two standing around and practicing martial arts all day long, just to save points, it is really putting the cart before the horse.
A few breaths later.
[Zhulang Zhuang (Xiaocheng)]
“Why is there no response from Jinli? Could it be that the promotion to Xiaocheng did not cause a qualitative change?”
"At least you have to spray shit out of your pores, huh?"
Shen Lian paused on the spot and stretched out his arms presciently.
Dark clouds cover the sky.
The cold wind blew and raindrops fell in an instant.
Shen Lian raised his palm to catch the drop of water the size of a soybean. The wave-chasing energy in his Dantian surged along his meridians, and then burst out from his palm.
Zhulangjin drags the water droplets, and under the action of the force, they roll irregularly.
“Go!”
Shen Lian turned his palm into a fist and struck.
Whoosh.
The water droplets flew out and hit the wall not far away. The loose bricks fell apart, which shows the power of Zhulangjin.
"The characteristic of chasing waves is like the waves in the ocean."
"The emphasis is on [accumulation but not release]. The strength can become more and more intense as it continues to accumulate."
Bai Haibo does not have He deceived Shen Lian and placed his energy in the lake and sea. The great success was enough to attract water vapor and add many changes.
Chao Chao Quan method also complements Zhulang Jin.
In terms of damage, Chao Chao Fist is definitely not outstanding among many fighting styles, but Chao Chao Fist is always winning in one move after another.
As long as the chasing wave energy is not exhausted, the power of Chao Chao Fist will become more and more powerful.
“We still need to master Qing Qigong, well, we also need to master Hard Qigong...”
Shen Lian smiled.
Looking at the career panel again, the conditions for Zhulangzhuan to be promoted to Dacheng have been increased to 5 points.
“I feel that with the points I have accumulated, I can be promoted to the Wave Chaser at least twice.”
Shen Lian couldn't help but be ready to make a move. In his previous life, he had no habit of saving money, so he inevitably had the idea of using up all his points.
Before he could take action, his heart rate suddenly increased.
The blood washes the Dantian, and the originally turbid Zhulangjing gradually becomes clear, like water waves when still, and the total volume also increases slightly.
It turns out that promotion of Zhulangzhuan not only deepens understanding, but also drives the transformation of strength.
Shen Lian staggered a few steps.
The Zhulang Jin in the Dantian is as thick as a finger and flows through the meridians, making the skin itchy slightly and invisibly refining the skin.
Shen Lian was overjoyed. The promotion of Zhuang Dharma involves the efficiency of practice.
He waited quietly for Zhulangjin to transform, regardless of the rain getting his clothes wet. Instead, the starling hid in the nearby eaves while cursing.
"But..."
Shen Lian had a strange expression. As soon as he finished struggling with Zhulangjin, an indescribable hunger occupied his brain, and his mouth was secreting saliva.
"I'm so damn hungry."
Power is bred through Qi and blood, and the elevation on the career panel is obviously not fabricated out of thin air.
Consumption of Qi and blood is inevitable.
Shen Lian quickly took out the dry food he had brought with him and stuffed it into his mouth.
Dry food is turned into nutrients, but it only achieves a drop in the bucket.
Shen Lian's eyes were red, and he looked around hungrily, even lingering on Ba Ge for a few breaths, causing the latter to scream in agony. "Ah, bastard, how can the Eighth Master have half a pound of meat!"
Shen Lian walked quickly against the strong wind, unconsciously turning on his wave-chasing energy. In the cold and wet rainy night, his energy was extremely active. .
………
It rained heavily.
The rain became torrential in just a few minutes.
People are rushing to return home. After all, the sleet and snow in the late winter are like sharp knives scraping flesh. Even young adults are easily infected by the wind and cold.
Unlike the deserted streets, candles are always bright inside the yamen.
All the government officials wore bamboo hats on their heads and pulled out their sabers from their waists. They gathered in groups of twos and threes and gathered towards the center of Xicheng District.
The two Jinwu guards wore light armor and walked on the top of the eaves as if they were on the ground.
No matter how heavy the rain was, it could not soak the tips of their hair. The invisible force blocked the water droplets, and a chilling air filled the air.
“Kill the Painted Skin Ghost tonight!!!”
Not long after the government officials surrounded Xicheng District, the heavy rain suddenly stopped inexplicably.
Soon, thick fog rose.
Zhu Yihong came to the corner of He Feng Street, followed closely by Wang Xin. The two lowered their heads and exchanged information about killing ghosts, and their breathing became rapid.
"After several days of suppression, how many skinny ghosts are still hiding in Yanliang Town?"
"One or two at most."
Zhu Yihong added fearfully: "The surviving skinny ghosts are extremely intelligent. , through cannibalism, it has become more difficult to find."
Wang Xin took out a spiritual talisman that was slowly burning, and only one-tenth of it was left.
“The alchemist’s [celestial talisman] can only induce heavy rain for a moment. Now that the waning moon has not risen, this is the best chance to deal with the Painted Skin Ghost.”
After the heavy rain stopped, the dark clouds gradually began to disperse.
The setting sun envelopes Yanliang Town again.
Zhu Yihong knew that now was the time when Yang Qi was still alive and Yin Qi was emerging. Even a thousand-year-old ghost will have its strength greatly reduced.
If they fail to seize the opportunity, they will not be able to produce a second celestial talisman.
Wang Xin and Wang Xin looked at each other in silence.
Then he signaled the Yamen servants to set off immediately, and their sabers were smeared with the blood of a mature black dog.
………
At the same time.
Close to the alleys outside He Feng Street.
"Selling rice cakes, rice cakes filled with red bean paste~~"
The hoarse old voice echoed, there was a newly erected stall in the corner, and a string of copper bells hanging on the facade rang in the wind.
The stall owner is a woman. Her withered body seems to have no flesh and bones to support her. She is holding a strange rice cake as black as ink in her hand.
The woman is obviously a ghost.
She is not aware of the danger, but the ghost's desire for blood is difficult to control.
“A guest is coming. Let the children come out to greet them.”
The woman smiled and opened an earthen pot, and out came sheets of folded human skin. After pouring resentment into it, the human skin turned into the appearance of a diner.
When diners choose their seats, they can no longer tell the difference on the surface.
Once a skinny ghost has practiced for a hundred years, he can make a puppet out of human skin, just like a lantern fish using its tentacles to catch its prey.
Attract more live people to your door.
“Come on, come on, rice cakes, freshly baked rice cakes.”
Some diners were praising the taste of the rice cakes, while others were complaining about the price, or discussing the bad things they had encountered in the past few days.
In addition, the skinny ghost's resentment can confuse the mind, without any flaws.
“There is someone!”
The woman turned her head and stared at the figure in the darkness.
Crack.
The steps are from far to near.
Shen Lian came to the entrance of the alley and swallowed. His supernatural power seemed to detect food far beyond pickled fish, and the smell made his hunger worse.
He is hungry.
Bone Blade is also hungry.
(End of this chapter)