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Chapter 117 The five internal organs of the sixth stage (two in one, please subscribe)

There are dragons walking under the turbulent black lake.

The waves full of supernatural aura chased each other, and one wave after another hit the black wooden boat, causing the waves to shatter and splash, and many water droplets fell into the boat like rain.

The wooden boat made an overwhelmed creaking sound, giving people a sense of urgency that it might disintegrate in the next second.

The dim light in the protective hands of the three people on board was also fluttering in the wind and rain, as if it would go out in the next moment.

Ghost Lake's reaction is too abnormal, this is an unprecedented riot. The tailor woman's expression became more and more anxious: "Why is He Liansheng so grumpy, I can't wait any longer."

"Trust Lao He, he is the soul caller of Taiping Ancient Town, if he really wants to make a move, he can attract any kind of dead soul. Look, isn't this coming out?"

Boss Liu's expression changed, and he saw an old head appearing beside the black wooden boat drifting with the current.

It was He Liansheng, the soul caller.

"Come on, give me a hand," He Liansheng called out, shaking the lake water all over his head and face.

The faceless man who had been unknown all this time immediately supported the side of the boat, leaned over and stretched out his hand, grabbed He Liansheng's underwater body with his powerful hands, and then tugged hard.

Clap la la.
Water splashed everywhere, and He Liansheng's hunchbacked body wrapped in the strongest fierce clothes lifted off from the bottom of the lake together with the huge figure clutched tightly in his hands.

"Oh my god, old He, what did you find in the water?" Boss Liu exclaimed.

The tailor woman also looked at the little giant that He Liansheng dragged onto the boat in surprise, which was a supernatural creature that had never been seen before.

Nearly ten feet tall, skin that glistens like bronze and red gold, muscles that protrude like steel, and perfect facial features that are exquisite and three-dimensional like Greek sculptures
If there is a god in this world.

Then the man in front of him must be the product of the madness of the gods.

The exquisite facial features are like the beautiful music played by the horns of heaven and hell, bringing people infinite reverie.

The slender physique is extremely strong, like a miraculous movement performed by immortal cymbals.

Every look brings a sense of force.

Anyone who sees such creations will be attracted.

"Don't look at this guy's strange appearance. This is a living person who stole part of [Ghost Lake]'s spirituality. Now he can't move because of the spiritual conflict in his body. He must be killed to restore the ghost lake's calm."

He Liansheng lay on the deck of the boat, spat out a mouthful of lake water and said slowly.

"Do you want to kill it? It's such a pity. This man can actually awaken part of my desires that have disappeared under the erosion of ghosts. It's really coveted, but I really deserve to die for stealing the spirit of Ghost Lake."

"It's better to let him die in my hands. It's been a long time since I met a man who makes people so tempted. I want to make him into clothes and wear them on my body, and lie down and sleep together every night."

There was undisguised viciousness on the mean face of the tailor woman, and as she walked step by step, a terrifying spirit silently activated.

On the boat board, Wu Nai's tall body was immediately covered with an old piece of clothing. The rough fabric of the clothing was tightly attached to his bronze throne-like skin.

The color of this dress is dull, and it is covered with blood spots that have dried and solidified and turned black, like a shroud worn by a person who has been buried.

These are not clothes that the living can wear, not even the dead.

There was a ghost sewn into the clothes, and as long as the corners of the clothes were touched by ordinary ghost hunters, their bodies would rot and stink, and finally turned into a puddle of corpse water.

"Okay, he will die soon, He Liansheng return the clothes to me quickly."

After the tailor woman dressed Wu Nai, she immediately took back the worst clothes from He Liansheng, squatted by the side of the boat with her back to the three of them, and began to wash the clothes in the lake water.

While rubbing, she continued to complain: "Because of today's incident, I didn't wash my clothes well."

"tailor."

At this time, Boss Liu's trembling voice suddenly sounded: "Will your clothes burn?"

"Bullshit, will the ghosts on your body be burned? My clothes are all made of ghosts."

The woman answered casually.

Until the humid air above the lake really smelled of burning corpses.

No way... A sense of ominous premonition appeared in the tailor's heart, and the movements of his hands froze, and he immediately got up and turned his head.

Suddenly, she saw a scene she would never forget in her life.

The man who should have been as silent as a bronze statue stood up at some point.

Standing on the bow of the black wooden boat, behind is the tumbling black lake, and the dark golden flame flowing on the body emits infinite light.

The bright light blurred his facial features and stalwart body.

In the feelings of the four people on board at this moment, this is simply a burning human-shaped sun, or a god descending from the mortal world.

The fierce clothes that should have been put on him also fled back in front of the four of them in the grand light and fire.

But it was too late.

Even if this blood-stained old murderous clothes is a ghost in essence, it still can't get away from this man who looks like a god and a ghost.

It fluttered in the dark golden fire and wind, as if someone was wearing it and dancing, everything from the corner of the clothes to the collar was burned up, and the fierce clothes fluttered like burning dark golden fire butterflies.

The tailor never thought that oni burning could look so good.

"The clothes are nice."

Wu Nai said lightly, his voice was deep and deep, and his words constituted a huge coercion, as if a mighty force descended from the sky.

The four of them staggered back and nearly fell off the boat.

The tailor woman even knelt down involuntarily, propped her limbs on the ground, trembling and trembling.

When the degree of alienation of [five internal organs] entered the sixth stage, Wu Nai's transformation efficiency was unprecedentedly high.

Even the combination of the starving ghost and the wishing ghost was transformed by 10% in an instant.

The thick blue-black liquid flowed into Wu Nai's body, poured on his body, and combined with the alienated internal organs, causing unprecedented qualitative changes.

dong dong dong.
Accompanied by the sublimation of the internal organs, with Wu Nai at the center, a vigorous heartbeat echoed across the lake.

The rhythm is strong and clear, like barbarians tattooed with ghosts and gods on the ancient battlefield beat the drum to declare war.

"Heartbeat...how could the ghost controller have such a heartbeat..."

He Liansheng's eyes widened in disbelief, he didn't understand why this kind of heartbeat, which even the giant deep-sea whale didn't have, appeared on a ghost hunter who should have died physically.

It's not that he has never seen a guy with a ghost heart.

But no matter what kind of puzzle pieces are on the body, every person who coexists with ghosts is an interpretation of death, an interweaving of corpses, bones and blood.

Cold and rotten are the norm.

It will never be like the man right now, the life force erupting from his body is simply more blazing than ten thousand tons of magma.

It is completely different from the orthodox ghost slayer.

【Close contact with ghosts, collect the rules scattered around, and acquire a brand-new skill-clothing! 】

[It has been detected that 'clothing', 'clothes of defense' and 'cutting' are complementary skills, are they fused? 】

[Fusion starts. 1% 10% 100%. 】

[Acquire a brand new skill - the Clothes of Baina! 】

[The Clothes of Baina: It can turn different ghosts into puzzles and stuff them into the clothes to improve the defense and lethality of the clothes. (Note: The skill effect is directly linked to the degree of alienation)]

Lines of squirming and crazy words emerged in Wu Nai.

He stretched out his hand and pulled the burning clothes in the world, hung them on the [World Tree] behind his body, and said with a faint smile:
"Don't you talk? I just heard you say you want to kill me. How can you give up halfway? Come on, I'll give you a chance to kill me..."

"No, do it!"

He Liansheng, who was almost on his knees under the tremendous pressure, let out a low growl, and decisively took out a spirit tablet from his bosom.

This is one of Taiping Ancient Town's strongest trump cards, the top ghost fighter of the last era.

Facing this ghostly and taboo existence, He Liansheng couldn't think of anything else that could rival it except for the figure who had buried an era.

His pale one eye shone with a strange light, and he exerted the supernatural power belonging to [Spiritualist] with all his strength.

The next moment, the wind howled above the great lake, and the turbid waves emptied out, but the surging black water calmed down like a kitten smoothing its fur.

A decayed figure covered with grave soil appeared behind He Liansheng.

Luo Qian, the soul is back!
"...Uncle Luo."

Looking at the old man behind He Liansheng, Wu Nai said with a little emotion, "We meet again."

Not long ago, the two were guests in Zhang Dong's old house together.

Calculating the time, the distance between them is only a few days, but the yin and yang are already separated when they meet again.

Although this has been expected for a long time, the impermanence and final passing of life are still embarrassing.

So what if it is so powerful that it suppresses an era, no matter whether it is Luo Qian or Zhang Dong, they will still be buried by time in the end.

"It's Xiao Wu..."

Luo Qian also saw Wu Nai, and a satisfied smile appeared on his stiff and numb face: "You have grown up, it seems that you have learned a lot from Zhang Dong."

"Yes, thanks to both of you."

"Did the soul caller in Taiping Ancient Town offend you?"

Luo Qian asked lightly: "You called out me, an old man who has been buried in the ground for a few days. It seems that you are forcing me to die."

"They want to kill me." Wu Nai explained casually.

"You forced it. You plundered part of Ghost Lake's spirit. If you don't do this, Ghost Lake will get out of control immediately, and the ancient town of Taiping will be flooded..."

He Liansheng on the side said anxiously.

Even the Faceless Man and Boss Liu didn't expect that the dead soul recruited by the soul caller actually knew the man opposite, and they seemed to have a good relationship.

Not only did they not start a fight, but they also started a family dispute in what should have been the Shura field.

"It's a matter of time before the ghost lake gets out of control. It's better to let me control it. After a short period of chaos, I can suppress the ghosts more stably. Uncle Luo, what do you think?"

"rational."

Luo Qian nodded and said: "With the way you deal with ghosts, you can completely suppress them forever. But I once owed Taiping Ancient Town a favor. For my sake, let this soul caller leave a legacy, and don't kill them all."

"You have already opened your mouth, and I will naturally not refuse, you guys, please die in peace, I will pass on the ancient town of Taiping for you." Wu Nai made a gesture of invitation to He Liansheng and others.

"In this way, I have fulfilled my promise back then..."

Luo Qian turned around with a smile and left, the body summoned by the soul-calling spirit drifted away like sand in the wind.

Although it seems a little inappropriate to do so.

But compared to Wu Nai's safety and his promise to Taiping Ancient Town, he naturally values ​​the former more.

The existence of Wu Nai made him see the hope of completely solving the supernatural incident.

And as long as the supernatural phenomenon can be resolved, he doesn't care whether he promises or not.

It is even more impossible to shoot Wu Nai.

Everything has to give way to solving the problem of Li Gui.

If flooding an ancient Taiping town can solve the ghost lake problem, let it be flooded.

He Liansheng on the side was full of despair.

The strongest hole card in Taiping Ancient Town... Just leave? !
What kind of promise is this? !The owner of the cemetery, Luo Qian, is actually an idiot...

[Closer contact... Get a new skill - projection! 】

[Projection: With the help of the items left by the ghost hunter during his lifetime, his projection can be summoned from the long river of history (Note: the projection has independent consciousness, and has [-]% supernatural powers; the skill effect is directly linked to the degree of alienation). 】

【Ability point: 5000000.0】

Between breaths, Wu Nai has acquired the skills of a soul caller.

But not enough...

He looked at He Liansheng's pale one-eyed and said calmly, "Give me that eye on your body. Although you wanted to kill me before, I promised Uncle Luo to pass on the ancient town of Taiping, so after you died , I am the last descendant of Taiping Ancient Town."

"Shameless, the ancient town of Taiping will not be handed over to you, even if only a few of us are left, we would rather have the jade broken than the whole tile."

While speaking, ghostly figures appeared behind He Liansheng.

There are men, women and children in these figures, and each one is unique.

These people represent the past of Taiping Ancient Town, and they are the souls of the dead who have been buried in the years.

Now they are all called back by He Liansheng.

For a qualified spiritualist, he is never alone in battle.

As long as you stand on the supernatural battlefield, there are thousands of troops behind you!
"Really..." Wu Nai smiled slightly.

Boom, boom, boom... the drum-like heartbeat still reverberates here.

"Ahhh..." At this time, the tailor woman who was on all fours was the first to let out a scream.

She clutched her heart and rolled on the floor, her vicious face was full of distortions.

The heart that had been silent in the chest began to beat again following Wu Nai's drum-like heartbeat.

Accompanied by this strange heartbeat, a terrifying and strange power descended, and the tailor's whole body was gradually deformed, his bones were crackling, and his facial features were constantly being corrected, changing from a female appearance to a male appearance.

In just a few breaths, the Taiping Ancient Town tailor disappeared, replaced by a bronze-skinned trumpet Wu Nai!

This is the skill [Derivation]!
After the [five internal organs] entered the sixth stage of alienation, this ability has also been greatly strengthened.

The vibration of Wu Nai's own heart can affect all things around him, whether there is life or not, as long as he is exposed to this vibration for a long time, he will resonate with it.

Then it was invaded by Wu Nai and assimilated into a derivative.

The assimilated tailor stood up staggeringly, and even the spirit of the tailor shop in Taiping Ancient Town entered the derivative Wu Nai's body, and was perfectly inherited by him!
From this perspective, Wu Nai can indeed perfectly inherit Taiping Ancient Town.

After these four people died, Wu Nai's four derivative experiences formed a brand new Taiping Ancient Town.

"It's over..."

Boss Liu's face was pale, and he muttered to himself almost in despair.

He lost his composure not only because of the tailor's death, but also because all the undead behind He Liansheng turned into Wu Nai's face.

(End of this chapter)