Online fortune-telling: Xiaoyou, your son has another father

Chapter 217 Yin wooden coffin

Yang Qingshu drove and carried Lu Heng and Song Qing back to the suburban villa.

"Rest early, let's go to the hospital to visit Lao Zhao and Xiao Ma tomorrow!"

Yang Qingshu patted Lu Heng's shoulder lightly, and gave him a "you understand" look.

Lu Heng is not stupid, he glanced at Song Qing who knew everything.

He nodded and took his backpack to the upstairs room.

"system!"

After returning to the room, Lu Heng called out the Destiny System.

Host: Lu Heng (Road name: Qingfeng)
Age: 18
Status: normal
Cultivation level: Qi refining eighth level

Exercises: "Taiyi Five Qi Jue", "Auspicious Clouds Stepping on the Sky", "Flying Immortals Making Books", "Taixuan Alchemy"

Treasures: phantom mask (treasure), bronze cauldron (treasure), Bailing jade bottle (treasure), heavenly demon blood-transforming needle (treasure, unsacrificed)

Fate: 120
The number of life points exceeded one hundred again.

So what are you waiting for?

Ten consecutive draws!

However, he was not in a hurry to draw a lottery, but went to wash his hands and face first.

After washing his face and hands, he closed his eyes lightly and prayed softly like a pious believer, "Lingbao Tianzun, my dear father!"

"You bless me to draw a magic weapon in ten consecutive draws this time!"

After repeating it several times, he opened his eyes and said silently in his heart: "System, draw a lottery!"

[System prompt: Do you want to consume 10 life points for a lottery draw? 】

"Yes!"

As the lottery wheel starts to spin, the latest ten consecutive draws have started...

[System prompt: Congratulations to the host for winning ten low-grade spirit stones! 】

[System prompt: Congratulations to the host for winning five bottles of low-grade spiritual energy pills! 】

[System prompt: Congratulations to the host for winning three Earth Escape Talismans! 】

[System prompt: Congratulations to the host for drawing three blood mist symbols! 】

[System prompt: Congratulations to the host for winning three bottles of low-grade spiritual water! 】

[System prompt: Congratulations to the host for drawing three lightning symbols! 】

[System prompt: Congratulations to the host for winning the magic weapon 'Yin Wooden Coffin'! 】

[System prompt: Congratulations to the host for winning five bottles of low-grade spiritual energy pills! 】

[System prompt: Congratulations to the host for winning three bottles of low-grade spiritual water! 】

[System prompt: Congratulations to the host for winning a longevity pill! 】

After the ten consecutive draws, Lu Heng was a little dumbfounded.

I am Nima!
Has the European Emperor's bloodline been completely exhausted last time?

If he hadn't won a magic weapon, he would have thought he was driven back to Africa again!

As usual, first take out the longevity pill and knock it off.

After swallowing it in one gulp, the system prompt also sounded.

[System prompt: The host has successfully extended his life by two years after taking the longevity pill! 】

Crooked Good!

Then, he checked the magic weapon "Yin Wooden Coffin" that he had just drawn.

[Yinwood Coffin: A stepless magic weapon that cannot grow, made of thousand-year-old Yinwood, used to refine zombies.

Put the corpse in the coffin, the corpse changed in seven days, and became stiff in 49 days.

When refining zombies, you need to consume a low-grade spirit stone.

Corpse capacity: 0/10]

After reading the relevant introduction, Lu Heng was stunned.

what happened?

Why are the prizes drawn recently getting more and more outrageous?
In the beginning, there were blood mosquitoes, blood mist charms, and heavenly demon blood needles.

Now comes another coffin for refining zombies...

I'm a decent person, okay?
However, the appearance of the yin wooden coffin finally let him know what this low-grade spirit stone was used for.

With a slight movement of Lu Heng's thoughts, the Yinmu coffin was released from the system space in an instant.

When this thing is in the system space, it is not very conspicuous.

But in reality, it's too domineering!

It is more than two meters long and more than one meter high, and its whole body is painted with reflective black paint.

On the front of the coffin, there is a strange word "Dian".

The word "Dian" is red, and I don't know what brand of seasoning is used to write it. At first glance, it looks like a mass of blood that can flow.

On the sides of the coffin and on the coffin lid, there are some complicated and incomprehensible patterns painted.

Lu Heng looked around the coffin a few times and nodded with satisfaction.

It's a pity that the corpses put into this coffin will change into corpses.

Otherwise, it would be extremely shocking to use it to bury people.

"If you want to refine zombies, you need a low-grade spirit stone."

"I have drawn so many prizes, and the total is only 30 yuan."

"Wasting the few low-grade spirit stones to refine a useless zombie seems to be a loss!"

Lu Heng rubbed his chin, feeling that this thing is not easy to use.

For one thing, he's not a villain and doesn't need zombies.

Second, how much combat power does this zombie have?
Looking at the grade of this yin wooden coffin, it is estimated that it is definitely not a high-end product.

Once a shell goes down, it is estimated that it will be blown to pieces.

Three times... Even if he refines the zombies, he still has no way to control the zombies!

Therefore, after thinking about it, he felt that this coffin was not of much use at all.

"When you have a chance, let's try it out!"

Lu Heng took the Yinmu coffin back into the system warehouse.

Then, he poured out a spiritual energy pill from the white spirit jade bottle, threw it into his mouth and took it, and soon entered the state of cultivation.

……

The next morning, the sun shone through the windows into the room.

Lu Heng slowly opened his eyes.

After washing up and changing his clothes, he went downstairs to have breakfast.

As soon as he got downstairs, he saw Yang Qingshu was in battle, cooking breakfast with full firepower.

Song Qing stood aside, her eyes rolled, and she laughed so hard that she couldn't help but tremble.

Judging from the rich experience of eating dog food in the previous life, these two guys should have hooked up.

"Qingfeng, just wait a moment, it will be fine soon!"

After Yang Qingshu caught a glimpse of Lu Heng's appearance, he waved his hand quickly, signaling him to wait beside him, and not to be a light bulb here.

Song Qing's pretty face blushed, and after she nodded to Lu Heng, she continued to talk about love with Yang Qingshu.

"understood!"

Lu Heng didn't bother to listen, so he obediently sat down at the dining table and waited for dinner.

After more than ten minutes of tossing, the breakfast was finally ready.

It's just that when Yang Qingshu brought the breakfast, Lu Heng was a little dumbfounded.

Buns, deep-fried dough sticks, soy milk, porridge, pickles, etc. are all bought.

The only thing that came out was a few blackened fried eggs.

Cooperating with these two people in the kitchen for a long time, just made a few pieces of fried eggs?

It's so fried!
Lu Heng was speechless.

But this pair of dogs and men don't care, you feed me, I feed you, obviously treating the third party present as air.

"The sour smell of love!"

After Lu Heng quickly resolved the battle, he went back upstairs.

He doesn't want to be a light bulb here.

Around 09:30, there was a knock on the door.

"Qingfeng, pack up your things, let's go to the hospital to visit Lao Zhao and Xiaoma!"

Outside the door, Yang Qingshu's voice came.

"Okay, Second Senior Brother!"

After Lu Heng responded, he jumped up from the bed, opened the door and went downstairs.

Seeing him walking down, Yang Qingshu couldn't help complaining: "Last night, I don't know what happened to Zhao Jinde and Xiaoma. After seeing me, they kept calling ghosts. It made me feel embarrassed at that time... ..."

(End of this chapter)