Taoist priest in the foggy capital

Chapter 30 Loyalty
"Yuri, you abandoned your brother again and ran back."

Johnny sat on the chair, his eyes were so cold that they could kill, and even the air in the room seemed to have dropped several degrees.

Yuri didn't really care. He just said calmly: "Boss Johnny, I think you want a loyal subordinate, not a loyal corpse."

"Are you loyal?" Johnny asked playfully.

"At least I brought the news back. The important thing is that I came back and didn't run away."

"Oh? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you as soon as you come back?"

Yuri said calmly: "Not afraid."

Johnny hesitated to speak and just laughed uncontrollably. This man's laughter was like a steel knife, which chilled the bones of people.

Raven kept frowning. He wanted to excuse Yuri, but when he saw the latter's intact clothes and gloves, and even the leather boots were not stained with dust, he gave up.

Just do whatever you want, this lone wolf from Siberia has his own ideas.

Johnny stared at him for a while, then finally calmed down and asked, "Are those two Taoist priests really so difficult to deal with? That they cost us four brothers?"

As if remembering something terrible, Yuri pulled down his collar, revealing a shallow scratch on the side of his neck.

"Half an hour ago, this wound almost killed me. It seemed that if I ran just a little harder, my neck would snap. It was really scary."

"Did that old ghost hurt you?"

"No." Yuri pulled down the collar on the other side, "That old ghost did this."

……

"Ah Xiong, Nadian guy, you're going to mess with him when he gets crazy?"

Uncle Ming turned his head and muttered something to the portrait of his ancestor, then grabbed a handful of incense ashes from the incense burner, mixed it with water and wiped Yin Xiu's face.

Uncle Ming's application of water made Yin Xiu's unbearable burning sensation gradually disappear, replaced by a coolness that penetrated deep into his bones.

"Actually." Yin Xiu scratched his head, "I feel like that guy just thought a little ahead of his time, and that's okay."

"Ahead of time?"

Uncle Ming raised his eyebrows, "He is too ahead of his time! He used to be from the Department of Mechanical Engineering at Dunling University, and he was a highly educated person. However, during class, he had to argue with the professor about how machinery has a soul. , and also said that he could hear the communication between gears and clockwork, but he was kicked out of the school as a lunatic."

Yin Xiu nodded. When modifying the red scale, Caihuaxiong did say a lot of similar things, which seemed a bit arrogant.

"Uncle Ming, you seem to know a lot about him?"

"nonsense."

Uncle Ming took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, "His damn father is also a Taoist priest, and he asked me to take care of him temporarily. Heh, I'm just a fried glutinous rice cook taking care of a college student? How can I take care of him?"

He glanced at Yin Xiu again, "Anyway, be careful and don't become obsessed like him. We cultivators don't expect to be able to attain enlightenment and ascend, but we still have to stick to our true intentions."

"But then again, I thought that guy would equip you with a machine gun or something. That would be really treasonous."

Yin Xiu also grinned when he heard this. It's not that he hadn't thought about it, but the space inside the red scale was limited and couldn't hold things like firearms.

"By the way, that second-level werewolf, the white one, if you encounter it alone in the future, you'd better run away, you are no match." Uncle Ming's expression suddenly became very serious.

"Is that guy tough?"

"Pretty tricky."

Uncle Ming opened his nightgown, revealing dark underwear with vertical stripes and a few blood stains on his abdomen.

Somehow, Yin Xiu was not concerned about his injuries at the first time, but thought that it might be more convenient if werewolves were dressed like this.

After a pause and suppressing his strange thoughts, Yin Xiucai asked: "Uncle Ming, can I find a doctor for you?"

"No need." Uncle Ming shook his head, "It's just a small injury. Just put some medicine on it. But this beast can actually hurt me. He is really capable."

"By the way, have those werewolf corpses been disposed of?"

"He Lisheng has called someone to deal with it." Yin Xiu replied.

Uncle Ming didn't say anything. He took the medicine bottle and applied the medicine on the wound, then he muttered: "There are probably needles from the Wild Wolf Gang inside Heli Sheng, otherwise they wouldn't have found us."

Yin Xiu nodded in agreement. After all, almost all the werewolves who had met their master and apprentice were dead and had no chance to spread the information.

Could it be that it was not the undercover whistleblower, but Da Sang and the others who took our master and apprentice as a condition of the deal?If so, is there any benefit to them?

It is essential to be on guard against others. Although it seems that he cooperates closely with He Lisheng, the relationship between the two parties is not that good.

Moreover, people who live in the world take loyalty the least seriously. A famous person once said that when the word "righteousness" is broken down, it means I, lamb, or sheep.

In the absence of solid common interests, the relationship is fragile and untrustworthy.

Uncle Ming also seemed to feel something was wrong. He said to Yin Xiu: "I have only heard of those lawsuit sticks who serve the society. There may be Feng Shui masters, but there are absolutely no Taoist priests who are very close to the society. If this spreads, It’s not good after all.”

Yin Xiu also said: "I understand, Uncle Ming. After this matter is over, we will draw a clear line with those short mules. We can't come to us when they are lowered, right?"

Uncle Ming also laughed when he heard this, "My Maoshan skills from the Mao family can't solve those Nanyang head drop. It's better to go to Gooseneck Bridge and find some old ladies who can help."

When the matter came to an end for the time being, Yin Xiu said goodbye to Uncle Ming and went back to rest.

Now I have to put the bottle of potion under the pillow even when I sleep, otherwise I really don't know when a werewolf will pop up again.

On the way home, Yin Xiu had a thought in his mind, and his information panel popped up.

[Level]: Entrance Level Three
【Strength】: 24
【Speed】: 19
[Spiritual Power]: 15
[Defense]: 15
[Skills]: Charming Body, Ancestral Flesh LV2, Wild Resurrection LV3
The final choice event rewarded by the werewolf did not include [Wild Resurrection], so Yin Xiu chose to upgrade [Ancestral Flesh] by one level to strengthen his recovery ability.

After all, Chi Lin's Zhurong mode still takes a high toll on the body that can be seen with the naked eye. Without strong recovery ability, I'm afraid Yin Xiu will be burned to death if the battle lasts for a long time.

Somehow, although the time spent on practicing Guiyuan Gong has been reduced a lot recently, after each fierce battle, the effect and insights gained after practicing for a short period of time exceed those of the previous half month of hard practice.

It seems that the continuous fighting has improved his physique, thus making him more proficient in the use of Guiyuan Gong.

After last night's battle and killing four werewolves, Yin Xiu vaguely felt that he was about to break through again.

(End of this chapter)