The five-power god of the world of gods and ghosts!

Chapter 28 Gratitude!
As Mr. Liu gradually told the story, Deng Yang also understood the grudge between the Liu family and the weasel.

According to Mr. Liu, this weasel stayed in his home with a long-standing plan just to covet the ninth-grade blood Ganoderma lucidum passed down from generation to generation in his Liu family.

However, due to the lack of magical power and weak body at that time, it was not easy to rob him by chance and he hid in his home.

It wasn't until Old Madam Liu passed away a few years ago that this weasel gradually became the norm, and its true colors were revealed. Not only did it take away the ninth-grade blood Ganoderma lucidum passed down from generation to generation by the Liu family, but it also required him to select boys and girls from the Liu family village. , to make blood food offerings.

Mr. Liu did not want to agree to such a request at first, but due to the threat of the weasel and fearing that the weasel would become ferocious and harm the villagers of Liujia Village, he had to secretly spend a high price to buy some fatherless and motherless weasels from elsewhere. orphans as offerings.

It wasn't until half a month ago that Mr. Liu hired a mage in the county under the pretext of moving his grandfather's grave. Then he gathered a group of young men from the village and prepared to catch turtles in an urn. They blocked the weasel in its lair and burned it to death with a fire. .

Unexpectedly, the mage invited by the county town was not very capable and was no match for the weasel, which led to a series of disasters.

"I see."

After figuring out the whole story, Deng Yang's eyes flashed and he subconsciously looked towards the mountain peak in the southwest.

"I never thought that such a remote place could actually produce a treasure like the ninth-grade Blood Ganoderma. It's really rare."

After pondering for a while, Deng Yang gradually withdrew his gaze, his face was dark and gloomy, and he looked at Mr. Liu under the altar, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Although Mr. Liu's words sounded reasonable and well-founded, in Deng Yang's view, they were undoubtedly full of loopholes.

Putting aside everything else, just using boys and girls as blood food to offer sacrifices is simply something created out of nothing.

The aura of incense surrounding the weasel was extremely pure, and there was very little resentment around it, and there was no trace of the aura of an evil god who had accepted a human blood sacrifice.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that his soul has a profound foundation and has returned to his original body, and he has cultivated the way of demon and immortal.

However, if he really had this kind of moral character, the entire Liu family village would probably have been wiped out by now. How could Mr. Liu's family be allowed to still be alive today?

Although he was convinced in his heart that Mr. Liu was lying, Deng Yang did not expose him on the spot.

After all, whether he lies or not has nothing to do with him.

Regardless of his past life or this life, Deng Yang believed that he was not a bad person, nor did he believe that there was anything purely good or bad in this world.

The so-called good or bad is nothing more than one's own position and interests.

At this time, Mr. Liu, who could bring him great benefits, was undoubtedly the "good guy" in Deng Yang's eyes. As for what was good or bad in the eyes of the world, what did it have to do with him.

The ninth-grade blood Ganoderma lucidum mentioned by Mr. Liu is undoubtedly the benefit that makes Deng Yang's heart beat.

This Blood Ganoderma is a polar treasure born in Feng Shui crypts. It can take a hundred years to take shape, and it can take another hundred years to produce a first-grade. If you want to achieve a ninth-grade, you must have a thousand years to nurture it.

These earthly treasures are generated by the essence of the earth's veins. To breed them, the right time and place are indispensable. They can be said to be something that can only be encountered but cannot be sought. They are well-deserved rare treasures.

Even without any treatment, these extremely yang treasures can promote the growth of blood and energy in all things, and have a great beneficial effect on the human body. If taken by monsters, they can transform their blood vessels and help their potential to reach further levels.

Although Deng Yang's current physical condition does not allow him to use such rare treasures for the time being, it does not mean that such things have no effect on him.

After all, it is only temporary if it is not used. Once he can solve the hidden dangers of his body, this rare treasure can be put to use immediately. Even if it is not in use, it can be kept as a collection and exchanged for some resources that he can use.

In the world of cultivation, most of the most precious resources are traded in exchange for things, not to mention such rare and rare geniuses and treasures.

"As long as the Taoist priest can save my son's life and help my Liu family get rid of this evildoer, I'm willing to offer the ninth-grade blood Ganoderma lucidum with both hands as a reward." Seeing Deng Yang's expression of deep thought on his face, Liu didn't say anything for a long time. The master immediately took a step forward, gritted his silver teeth secretly, and said with a solemn promise on his face.

"Haha, the layman has a sincere heart, but I feel deeply about it and am willing to help the layman."

"It's just that this monster has become cunning and deceitful. I want to get rid of him, but I don't know that lay people are willing to take risks."

Looking down at Mr. Liu who looked pained, Deng Yang suddenly couldn't put on any pretense anymore.

After all, the fat he wanted has been automatically delivered to his mouth. If he was still holding the rack at this time, it would be too unreasonable.

Although Mr. Liu had made a promise, Deng Yang still decided to keep a secret until the benefits were obtained.

If Mr. Liu is sensible, Deng Yang will naturally not care about anything with him, but if he dares to talk back later, he will surely suffer the consequences.

Thinking of this, Deng Yang's eyes flickered, and he suddenly had a plan in his mind.

"I don't know how to take risks?"

Seeing Deng Yang suddenly turning his gaze towards him, looking up and down, Mr. Liu suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"This soul-stealing curse is indeed an extremely deadly curse for ordinary people."

"But for a physically strong martial arts practitioner like the layman, he can completely break it with his own energy and blood."

"Now I can use the method of a substitute to extract the power of the curse seal from Mr. Ling. How about letting a layman do the substitute."

"Once the power of the curse seal is transferred, the monster will definitely feel it. At that time, it will be time to use the layman as a bait to lure the monster to show up."

"In this way, not only can the spell on Mr. Ling be broken, but also the evildoer can be eliminated in one fell swoop. Isn't it killing two birds with one stone?"

"This"

“I don’t know how confident I can be with this method.”

After hesitating for a while, although he always felt that something was not right, in order to get rid of the serious worry as soon as possible, Mr. Liu still had to ask a question.

"You can rest assured that the monster has extraordinary powers, but it is not enough to hurt the layman."

"If that's not the case, why should he hide behind the scenes instead of daring to show up and come to the house to seek bad luck for lay people?"

Seeing Mr. Liu's hesitant look, Deng Yang immediately gave his assurance.

In fact, what he said was not lying to Mr. Liu. Although the weasel had become a bit of a climate, it was not a ferocious beast after all.

His natural physical weakness also causes him to be naturally on the weak side when facing humans.

"Forget it, since the Taoist Master has said so, why should I cherish this life?"

Seeing Deng Yang's confident look, Mr. Liu looked at the unconscious young man lying not far away in the center of the seven-star torch, and finally gritted his teeth and agreed.

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