Under One Person: From the Beginning of Infancy to the Great Saint Body

Chapter 50 How about becoming the flute-playing boy under my seat?
Chapter 50: How about becoming the flute-playing boy under my seat?
"Looking at this family, it seems like they are on guard?"

In the shadows, a man with an evil face whispered.

"Preparation?"

"Even if he's on guard, what can he do?"

"After being poisoned by the Three Corpses for so long, I'm afraid it's difficult for this child to even circulate his Qi, right?"

Hearing this, another kind-faced man said with a smile.

His name is Fang He, and his family is from Ye Mao Mountain.

It was just that after learning the Maoshan technique at home, I wanted to use it to make some money and live a carefree life.

Unexpectedly, he was discovered by his father at home and was scolded severely.

Not long after that, his father died of illness, and he joined Quan Xing.

What a pity.

"Since you say so, then go over and check it out."

Hearing Fang He's words, the man with the evil face looked at Fang He and said with a smile.

When the other person heard what this person said, his eyes also fell on Fang He.

Since he is not asked to investigate, he naturally will not rush to take up this task.

Two to one, integration of opinions.

"How dare these two grandsons plot against your grandfather."

"Haha, when we get back, I'm going to make Liang Ting kill those two bastards in there."

Fang He came to the wall of Zhao's mansion with a gloomy face.

He did not go in, but took out a paper man from his backpack.

He smeared a streak of blood on the paper man's head and activated the talisman on it before throwing the talisman into the Zhao Mansion.

Then he closed his eyes and hid in the corner of the courtyard wall, controlling the paper man to walk inside the Zhao Mansion.

This is the paper-cutting technique passed down in his family.

I heard from his father that his ancestors were also wealthy and could directly manifest the moon and fairies and perform a butterfly dance under the moon.

But his father only said so. He didn't believe it. He had been practicing since he was a child and could even cut a flower out of paper, but in his father's eyes, it was still just the entry level.

Tch, then this old man was sent away by the things that I had barely gotten started with.

"It's not as good as spending money to keep that crappy book."

"This manor is so big, and I heard it's owned by a wealthy man, so there should be a treasury here, right?"

After entering Zhao's mansion, Fang He did not immediately confirm the whereabouts of Jingming, Zhao's father and others, but started looking for the silver vault in Zhao's mansion.

Ever since his father's unfortunate passing, he'd been lucky enough to make a small fortune every once in a while.

However, out of caution, he only made money and rarely killed people.

But the situation is different now. This family has been targeted by Liang Ting, but he is destined to get rich!

"This yard is so big, my Qi can hardly cover it."

Looking at the courtyard of the Zhao Mansion through the paper man, Fang He couldn't help but flash a hint of envy in his eyes.

Then his eyes flashed and turned into a look of satisfaction.

These will all become his!!

"Hey, what happened to the young master? Why did he suddenly have a high fever?"

Several servants scattered in the courtyard were talking in low voices.

"I heard from the doctor at Jishidiang that it seems like he was possessed by an evil spirit."

Another servant responded to the man's words in the same voice.

"That should be okay, right?"

"The doctors at Jishitang are all great masters of the time."

The servant continued.

"It was fine at first. There was nothing serious wrong with the young master's health."

"But it won't work these two days."

"I started having nightmares."

"I heard from my sister that the doctor used acupuncture and Qigong on the young master, but the condition not only did not get better, but got worse."

The servant shook his head and sighed.

"Don't tell anyone about this. The master has been very worried these past two days."

"I went to the Grand Governor's Mansion several times to ask for medicine, but there was no response."

"Ah, didn't the master say that there was an immortal master in the Grand Commander's Mansion?" "But even the Grand Commander can't see this immortal master."

The two servants disappeared around the corner while talking in low voices.

Then he repeated almost the same words as before.

“It really is easy to get what you want.”

The paper man hidden in the bushes looked in the direction where the two people disappeared and couldn't help but chuckle.

I didn't expect to hear news about those two people on the way to find the silver vault.

"This way, we don't have to go find them specifically to get information about those two people."

"Just find the warehouse first, and then confirm where the boy's room is."

Fang He grinned, then jumped on the short legs of the paper man and floated up again with the help of the breeze.

But before it floated far, it was caught by a withered hand.

"not good!"

Feeling that the paper man was being clamped, Fang He, who was far away outside the courtyard of the Zhao Mansion, was startled.

"There are experts in the Zhao Mansion!"

Although the distance of his paper-cutting technique is affected by Qi, it is the Qi stored inside.

As long as the Qi in the paper figure is not used up, the paper figure can be used continuously.

Without the connection of Qi, it is naturally not easy to be discovered.

Unless someone can directly see the spiritual connection between himself and the paper man.

"Can you kill people remotely through the connection of paper figures?"

With a throbbing sensation in his temple, Fang He immediately began to counterattack.

puff!

However, his counterattack only left a shallow burn on the hand, which was soon repaired by Qi.

"Little mouse, I found you."

Under Fang He's horrified gaze, a emaciated figure slowly appeared in front of him.

Yes, slowly.

Like clouds, it slowly gathered in front of him.

"You actually have this ability?!"

Looking at the figure in the darkness, Fang He couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Thank you for that."

The figure smiled, then stretched out his hand and covered the other person's face directly.

blah blah blah!

With just a light laugh, the man left a few heavy words and then lay down at the foot of the wall without a sound.

The lower corpse is lustful and dissipates its essence and energy.

Then the figure turned around and looked at the other two Quan Xings across the street.

"He can actually see us?!"

The other two felt a chill in their hearts as they used magic to watch what was happening in the corner from a distance.

The two of them wanted to leave, but an arm was placed on their shoulders.

"when!?"

The hairs all over their bodies stood up, but their gazes did not change, they were still looking at the corner of the wall.

The figure was still standing in the corner, without any movement.

So where did the hand on my shoulder come from?

"The whole little mouse."

A light laugh entered the ears of both of them.

"Crack!"

The two men's heads disappeared, and vaguely, they heard the sound of something chewing.

The corpse tastes good, I enjoy eating it!
"My flute-playing boy, I'm here to see you."

A ray of moonlight shone through the dark clouds into the courtyard, revealing the figure waving paper ashes.

It was a man wearing gorgeous Taoist robes.

　Dedicating a book to you: "I, a Taoist monk, will never rob tombs"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)