lethal arsenal

Chapter 189 The Flying Corpse Nuo Dance

In the Taowu Old Street in the south of the city, the main industries on this street belong to the two clans of Taowu, so it got this name.

A well-decorated yard on the side of the long street.

Lin Dong and Zhang, a tailor wearing a scarlet robe and powdered face, sat face to face.

"General Lin made a name for himself in this battle, and it can be said that he killed half of the local official Li Xiucheng's minions. Once Chenlong died, the twelve local troops were only Yinhu and Wuma. It was considered promising, and the rest were useless. "

Tailor Zhang could not conceal the exhaustion in his expression. The two sisters of the Lu family beside him, one on the left and one on the right, poured tea for them obediently.

Lin Dong chuckled, "Senior, that's not right. When I retreated from Shi Dakai, my prestige was revealed."

In Lin Dong's voice, there was a faint smile.

He rescued the person, and of course he came to the door to collect debts.

Where is the saying that only doing things and not giving benefits.

A stunning saw, a set of Chenlong's Yin Tianzi dharma body, or a tailor's paper figurine handicraft, Lin Dong is not too unlucky.

Back then, on Chenlong's body, the red light that flew out was swallowed by the tailor's mouth that he saw with his own eyes.

Presumably, all the benefits of the big head fell on this old guy, so it is also essential to add some more heads.

"That bastard Lu Shang, with just two daughters, since I, an uncle of my generation, have met, it would be unreasonable not to protect me. General Lin has helped me a lot, if I have any thoughts, I will say it, in the future..."

The tailor glanced at him, gently picked up the teacup, and took a bitter sip, "Maybe they're all in the same family," he said.

The two girls immediately fluffed their cheeks.

The red cheeks were very pretty, but Lin Dong resisted putting his arms around his waist and planned to kiss him cheek by cheek.

Now, Lin Dong has grasped the thoughts of the Lu sisters. After all, for a hero who claims to be number one in martial arts, in this world, martial arts is power itself.

For a woman, such a title is a deadly aphrodisiac.

He even flashed past the idea that he could peel off the clothes of the two girls by hooking his fingers.

When the time comes...hehehe...

As for the concerns about the identities of the two women, Lin Dong must have some concerns. It would be very troublesome to provoke the saintesses of the White Lotus Sect.

But what is this little worry compared to enjoying the blessings of everyone?
He was thinking, looking for an opportunity to get things done, and then he changed his mind.

"Uh, I have to ask for it too, old man, don't be sloppy, the true spirit of Chenlong escaped, and the red light was absorbed by the spell you gave. Besides, as we agreed in advance, a cold and beautiful Don’t even think about cheating on him as a reward.”

Lin Dong raised his brows and said, without changing his face, two punches landed on his back, neither light nor heavy.

Tailor Zhang's eyelids twitched when he saw such a scene, "Take away Lu Shang's two daughters, brat, don't be rude, the wicked will be punished by the wicked, and there will always be someone who will take care of you in the future." The thought in Tailor Zhang's mind Turning around, he didn't dare to say these words.

After all, this kid is a dog, and he can turn a dog's face at any time.

"It's easy to say if you want to turn off the knife. The old man did promise you before, but the training method of the Yin Tianzi Dharma Body, boy, you don't know good from bad. The old man also stores Chenlong's soul on your behalf. I still hang it up to now. On you, I have never done anything."

"Furthermore, let the old man teach you a set of spells, you lock its soul by yourself, and search for the memory. As for whether you can extract what you want, it depends on your own ability. The sea of ​​soul is different from the sea of ​​consciousness. When the true spirit is still alive, scraping the memory in the brain is called exploring the sea of ​​consciousness. Pulling out the true spirit and scraping the soul is exploring the sea of ​​souls, the latter is more weird and dangerous than the former.”

Tailor Zhang Yin felt sorry for him, and picked up the teacup slowly.

"I'll transfer Chenlong's soul to you, and you can refine it. I only want the cultivation method of Yin Tianzi Dharma Body, and you can keep the rest of the things found in the imprint of the true spirit."

Lin Dong rolled his eyes and made a suggestion, but he couldn't wait any longer. In terms of Shinto practice, he has been envious for a long time.

"You boy." Tailor Zhang put down his teacup and waved his hand, "Why are you so tired."

He cleared his throat, and continued: "I will teach you spells and let you practice on your own, but for your own good, you are not afraid. When I search for your soul, I will leave a secret door in the spells?"

"Besides, what I told you is different from what you found in his soul. Of course, the sea of ​​souls is deep and mysterious. Your martial arts breath is like long smoke, and your spirit is unparalleled. But you must be careful , even the highest mountains in the world cannot fill the deep gullies in the sea.”

A simple metaphor, vulgar and easy to understand, Lin Dong felt relieved.

Tailor Zhang is a person who talks in depth, and he can't say such words if he doesn't really regard himself as a nephew.

"The old man is from a side line. I know that you have been thinking about the matter of the yang body and the yin official, but there is no way to perform the job for you. Our paper-making man line is not interested in this. The old man lived more than half of his life." In my life, I was still like a Yemao Mountain, with a clean body and no official position. The spell passed on to you is called "Flying Corpse Nuo Dance". Feed back the soul of the earth, think of yourself as a flying corpse, and you can swim in the spiritual sea of ​​others."

Tailor Zhang said, pointing at Lin Dong's eyebrows, a cold feeling pierced his skin, a burst of evil cold breath, just one or two breaths, wandering around his body.

"Relax, I won't hurt you."

Tailor Zhang Yanren said with white eyes, and gradually there was only a touch of white in his pupils, like the eyeballs of a dead fish.

Lin Dong felt something stirring in his stomach, and his brows became more and more wrinkled.

Sister Lu's two small hands held his big palm respectively to show comfort.

Lu Ping also gently stroked his back gently.

At this time, Lin Dong pulled his hand out of his delicate palm, and with a click, he tore off his clothes, buried his head, and saw a yellow-brown human face clearly appearing on his belly.

Of course this human face has no nose and mouth, but the instinct of consciousness tells him that the grimace belongs to Chenlong.

"This is Chenlong's demon spirit, don't worry, Tian Lingling, Earth Lingling, please..."

The voice of Tailor Zhang reciting the mantra has not been fully recited.

Suddenly, a high-pitched, thin baby-like sound came out from that unclear human face.

"Lin Yuanjue!"

Lin Dong only felt a pain in his cochlea, and a shallow blood arrow shot out from the ear hole, "Death!" Lin Dong stood up immediately, with a fierce aura pouring out of his body, murderous intent, his figure suddenly uplift.

Tangible black energy burst out from his body, and the nine-headed bull demon showed its power.

Vaguely, a human soul was caught by the phantom of the bull demon's giant palm protruding from behind him, and then crushed to pieces.

Stars shot out before Lin Dong's eyes, and he stood still for a moment before regaining consciousness in a daze.

At this time, the yellow-brown human face on the belly has disappeared.

"The general's bravery is unparalleled, and he is protected by evil stars. It's just that the soul is somewhat weaker than the physical body."

Tailor Zhang commented.

Lin Dong has already recovered from the weird state just now.

There was a wry smile on his face: "This is why I have been looking for the method of Shinto cultivation."

The tailor smiled without saying a word, and made a gesture of please.

Lin Dong thought for a while, closed his eyes immediately, and felt that there seemed to be something more in his head, "You got a green affix - Flying Corpse Grand Nuo Dance!"

[Name: Flying Corpse Nuo Dance! 】

[Location: any part. 】

[Effect: Playing as a flying corpse, offering sacrifices to evil spirits, not like a stranger, with no fear or consciousness, [-]. Able to roam the sea of ​​human souls, search for traces left by ancient ghosts and gods, and not be attacked by indescribable existences.[-]. As a flying corpse, you can get the blessing of strange power.Restriction: Play once, at least seven days apart, otherwise the earth soul may be shattered. 】

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Lin Dong heard the chattering voice, but he didn't expect that the tailor Zhang would directly manifest it into an affix as soon as he taught it.

"This spell is interesting, thank you, old man."

He thought about it, and bowed his hands.

"Hahaha, it's not common to receive a gift from General Lin." Tailor Zhang teased, and he pointed again, "Guan Dao is enshrined on the shrine in the back room. Wait a minute, you offer a stick of green incense and take it for yourself." That's... old man, now locked by Peng Yulin's spell, if you don't leave, it's hard to leave. General, girl from the Lu family, I'll leave it to you, please take care of them."

"Don't worry, I, Lin Yuanjue, still have this point of being entrusted by others and being loyal to others. I will definitely protect the safety of the two Miss Lu and send them to the capital safely."

Lin Dong patted his chest and promised.

"In this way, the old man can rest assured, General Lin, see you by fate."

After Tailor Zhang finished speaking, he nodded slightly to the Lu sisters, and then stepped out, and his figure had already reached the outside of the courtyard.

The leaves outside the window swayed, and the mist outside the yard dispersed layer by layer. In the entire southern corner of the city, countless ordinary people woke up from their drowsiness.

The wind lowered the branches and leaves, and the voice of the tailor Zhang Xu came: "The old man knows that General Lin still has doubts in his heart. In the ghost fog, it is not that the old man is unwilling to make a move, but the Maitreya family. At that time, there were experts present and holding strange treasures. "

"The old man couldn't pull out his hand in order to suppress the formation. The man hid after the ghost cook Ding appeared. General, this trip, still... still, please be careful."

Through the sound of the wind, it seemed a bit broken, but Tailor Zhang made it clear what he wanted to express.

Lin Dong couldn't help but sink slightly when he thought of the terrifying movement he heard in the white mist.

Does Venerable Maitreya still have a backup?

Didn't that Ghost Pao Ding also promise that after he wins the fight, Maitreya's men will at least stop looking for trouble along the way?
Forget it, take care of him, the soldiers come to cover up the water and the soil.

Lin Dong glanced outside the window.

As soon as Tailor Zhang stepped out, his figure became blurred. In the yard, there happened to be a group of lifelike paper figurines painted with white powder, carrying a sedan chair, coming to meet him.

Tailor Zhang lowered his head and sat in. Afterwards, a gust of dark wind blew from the void. The sky was bright and the day was bright. The paper figurine lifted the sedan chair and flew up lightly, leaving the courtyard.

The sunlight dispelled the fog, leaving only an old tree dancing in light and shadow in the yard.

(End of this chapter)