Time stops for the brave, evil paths quickly pass

Chapter 71 Mingque’s strategy

The City Lord's Mansion is very large, with an office area in the front, a living area in the back, and a small castle.

The house has a medical room and a morgue.

Mingque took Yuan Kong and Aretha into the morgue. There was a person covered with a white cloth on an iron bed.

Yuan Kong asked: "Who is this, that Randy?"

"Ah."

Mingque cast a spell briefly and covered his hands with a thin film of mana.

She opened the white cloth, and it turned out to be Randy: "I have replaced his blood and filled it with holy water. As long as the holy water is changed once a year, the body will not rot and will remain in a 'fresh' state."

"???"

What is this person talking about?
Yuan Kong was confused and horrified. After a moment of silence, he couldn't help it anymore and asked: "You... aren't you the Charity Sect? Why do you still have the technology to deal with corpses?"

"It's just a side job worth mentioning."

"sideline?!"

Mingque nodded: "There are a large number of clergy bodies stored underground in all the churches of the Mercy Sect. When necessary, they will make their final contribution to the sect."

It's not you, wait...

Yuan Kong was really stunned.

Is the Charity Sect really not a cult?

When the basement door opened, it was filled with hanging corpses?
That's too much of an exaggeration!

Aretha was calm and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Mingque took out a hacksaw: "Sister Aretha, I want to ask you to help me saw off Randy's hand. I can't control it alone."

"what……"

Aretha was puzzled.

Just for this?

This Mingque really doesn't know what she is, who is she, Aretha, and he actually asked her to saw the corpse.

"She probably didn't dare to call outsiders or the Lord, so she asked me to help, right?"

Aretha felt funny inexplicably.

Yuan Kong no longer wanted to complain, so he asked: "Why did you cut off his hand?"

Mingque put down the saw and picked up the big iron hook on the side: "Change it. I want to change his left hand into an iron hook, which should increase his combat effectiveness."

Yuan Kong opened his mouth but made no sound.

After holding it in for a while, he asked: "Mingque, are you really a clergyman?"

"I think I am."

Answer in seconds.

Yuan Kong spread his hands: "Then what are you doing now! Randy is dead, let him go!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Ming Que raised a finger and waved it in front of Yuan Kong's eyes, clicking his tongue.

"This is Randy's punishment. This Randy is so audacious that he dares to attack you! Just death is not enough to make up for the mistakes he made. He must increase the stakes!

"Brother Yuan, don't worry about this, leave it to me.

"I want to transform this corpse into your most loyal guard. When he is broken into pieces under the enemy's attack, his sins will be paid off. Otherwise, he will serve you forever and will never rest in peace! As for the goddess, I’ll explain it to you when I get a chance.”

I--

I thank you!
Yuan Kong felt speechless, but Mingque was very energetic and acted for his own good.

I thought about it.

Forget it.

She could do whatever she wanted, and it wasn't him who desecrated the body anyway.

He walked forward and said, "Should his hand be cut off? No need, Aretha, I'll help you."

"Ok."

Mingque picked up the saw again, and Yuan Kong each held one side, standing next to the corpse.

They were about to start, Aretha said: "My lord, Mingque, if you want to increase your combat power, it's not a good idea to change to an iron hook. I can draw a magic pattern array on this corpse, which will give him good combat power. I can’t tell you about level 7 or level 8, but level 6 should be fine.”

Magic pattern array?

Is it the technology used in the "Magic Pattern Armor" that Mark said?

Yuan Kong asked: "Do you know magic patterns?"

Aretha puffed up her face and said, "My lord... magic patterns are the basis of ritual magic. I looked at the collection of books in the City Lord's Mansion today and found that among the more than 100 magic patterns that are popular now, I invented thirty of them."

what?
It’s so powerful!

Yuan Kong was shocked!

Mingque could understand every word Aretha said, but when they were put together, why couldn't she understand them?

What does "she invented thirty of the more than one hundred magic patterns that are popular now"?
"Aretha, Aretha...

"If I remember correctly, there was a sage named Aretha Ecolips in history. Could it be that...

"It shouldn't be! How can that Aretha survive until now?"

Um--

Difficult to understand.

Drawing magic patterns requires special tools, which Aretha does not have on hand. Just as Yuan Kong was about to ask the housekeeper of the City Lord's Mansion to borrow it, the door of the morgue suddenly opened.

"Mr. Yuan, why are you here?"

Simon walked in tremblingly, his face full of rejection. He seemed to be very unaccustomed to the air in the morgue.

Yuan Kong casually covered the white cloth, walked to the door with the saw, and asked: "Simon, why are you here?"

"..."

Simon looked at the hacksaw in Yuan Kong's hand and was silent for a moment.

He didn't know, and didn't dare to ask. He just said: "The formalities have just been completed, and you are now the leader of the Platinum Adventure Group! Here, here is the document."

"Oh! Thank you, thank you."

Yuan Kong subconsciously wanted Simon to come in and sit down, but after thinking about it, it was not appropriate.

Simon didn't even have the slightest intention of staying. He immediately said: "If nothing happens, I'll leave first. I still have some work to deal with on hand."

"You've worked hard, go to bed early."

Luang Phor stood aside and remained silent.

After Simon left, she asked: "What are you doing here?"

"Dispose of Simon--oh no, Randy's body."

Because of the mental shock, Yuan Kong even confused the names of people.

Luang Po smiled and said: "This is simple. I have mastered some of the abilities of the 'Dragon of Filth'. I can summon evil insects and eat pure flesh and blood."

Yuan Kong was speechless again.

He looked at Luang Po and then at Mingque, feeling that his team...his gang was no longer clean.

"No need...Lang Po, do you have the tools needed to draw the magic pattern on you? Aretha wants to use it."

"Master Aretha wants to draw magic patterns?!"

Luang Po’s eyes lit up!
It’s so rare for a master, a master-level person like Aretha to draw the patterns himself and create the formations!

She quickly said: "I have first-class painting tools, Commander Yuan, can I watch from the side?"

"Is that okay?"

Yuan Kong looked at Aretha.

Aretha smiled and said: "Of course, I also want to know what kind of development the magic pattern technique has had in this world during the eight hundred years that I have been sleeping. Long Po, I move my mouth and you do it, is that okay?"

"Of course! This couldn't be better!"

Luang Phor became visibly excited.

what is this?
This is the step-by-step teaching of the great sages and sages. What day is it today? What kind of virtue have I accumulated to end up in this situation?

Luang Po took a deep breath and adjusted his condition.

She must give her 100% performance and try her best to leave a good impression on Master Aretha.

……

……

Randy was stripped down to a pair of shorts, and Luang Phor held a hollow silver needle as long as his arm and pricked his skin.

From time to time, she would inject colorful pigments into the silver needle and exchange some difficult words with Aretha.

Yuan Kong stood aside and asked, "Do you understand?"

"I don't understand at all."

Mingque didn't hide his ignorance and added: "It's like listening to a book from heaven."

Yuan Kong...

It feels almost the same.

He said: "We will leave for Mist Village tomorrow, and we should stay there for a while."

"Ok!"

Mingque responded obediently, took out a stack of paper and said, "Brother Yuan, look at these."

"What's this?"

Yuan Kong flipped through it and found that it was full of words, and the handwriting was quite neat.

Mingque said: "These are the spells that Randy has learned. I asked him to write them out silently. There are a few spells that are quite good. They are used to control shadow combat. They seem to be exclusive skills of the Rakshasa King's royal family and are secrets that are not passed down. "

"???"

what?
Yuan Kong turned to look at Mingque: "You asked Randy to write silently? Isn't he dead?"

Mingque said seriously: "You can only control it if you are dead. If he is still alive, how can he listen to me?"

By now, Yuan Kong's mood was very peaceful.

No matter what tricks the people of the Mercy Sect come up with, he doesn't think it's new.

He silently rolled up the paper in his hand and stood quietly.

Mingque observed the words and said immediately: "If Brother Yuan doesn't like it, I will burn it."

Yuan Kong quickly protected the manuscript in his hand.

"Idle time is idle... Let me take a look first." He changed the topic, "The 'overload mode' of your loving kindness teaching is too strong. After repairing the brain, even the memory can be repaired? Doesn't that mean that as long as there is still one With just one breath, you can bring it back to life?"

Mingque smiled mysteriously: "Overload mode...how do you say it? It is to 'overdraw the vitality of the subject and restore it to its recent peak state'. Those who endure this spell will not have a very easy life in the future. We Generally not for use on living people.”

Yuan Kong had nothing to say: "The Charity Sect is unfathomable."

(End of this chapter)