Cultivation little Taoist

Chapter 510
I saw Ji Yichun driving a corpse of a man in his thirties. This corpse was fat and had a big skeleton, which basically met Ye Feng's requirements.

Ye Feng also stopped thinking about Cui Can, walked up to the corpse, and used the broken Miaofa Village to hollow out the center of it.

When he took out the intestines, stomach, heart, liver and spleen, the fat man looked at him and was about to vomit: "Madman, sometimes I feel suspicious of life when I watch you catch ghosts..."

Ye Feng didn't care: "What's the matter, let me tell you, people are the biggest monsters."

"Why do you say that?" The fat man froze for a moment.

"Because people eat everything! In the eyes of some animals, people are the biggest monsters.

They will watch people cut the throats of their companions with a knife, remove the internal organs of their companions with a knife, fry and cook them in a frying pan, and finally eat their companions in their mouths.

If animals also have a celestial master, it is estimated that the ones who will be killed are humans who torture and kill animals.

Sometimes, when a person's eyes turn red, he will even kill his own flesh and blood. You know that this has happened.

So, what's the point? "

Ye Feng's theory made everyone present thoughtful.

Only Cui Can didn't seem to pay attention to this side at all, and ate her snacks on her own.

After the internal organs were cleaned out, Ye Feng bowed three times to the corpse: "I have encountered evil spirits today, and I will borrow your body for use, and I will definitely return it intact."

"Tianshi Ye, you don't need to, I still have a lot of such nameless corpses in my house for exorcising them!" Ji Yichun said.

"That's right, didn't you just say that humans are the biggest monsters, what's the point?" said the fat man.

Ye Feng shook his head: "It's not the same. Because we are human beings, we have thoughts, morality, and beliefs. How can we be like animals? Let the dead be the most important."

"Wow, aren't you inconsistent?" The fat man was dumbfounded.

"You, you're so shallow!" Ye Feng smiled, and stopped talking nonsense, performed Maoshan Bone Shrinking Kungfu, entered the corpse, and controlled the corpse's activities with both hands.

"Okay, I'm going in."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he controlled the dead body and entered the ancient tomb. The demonic aura in it hadn't diminished, but it was separated by a layer of corpse skin, which made Ye Feng feel unreal.

After walking forward for a while, Ye Feng heard "Daddy, mother, play with me! Daddy, are you here to play with Hong'er?"

It was still the strange voice of Wu Gou. Ye Feng was in the corpse, observing the situation outside through the hole in the corpse's chest.

As expected, the Wu hook rose again and circled Ye Feng non-stop. At the same time, many mountain spirits and ghosts surrounded Ye Feng's body at the foot of the dead body, looking at it suspiciously.

"That's right, Daddy is here." Ye Feng choked his throat and said in a strange way.

"Daddy, Hong'er waited for you so badly, why did you come here now...

Also, why does your body have a smell that I hate! "

In the second half of the sentence, Wu Gou's voice became very shrill, and Ye Feng was startled. Wu Gou suddenly appeared in front of Ye Feng's eyes where the dead body's body opened.

"It's my favorite flavor!"

"Damn it!" Ye Feng cursed, this Wu Gou is really smart, I didn't expect him to be so smart.

It seems that if you don't play strong, you can't do it!

Ye Feng rolled to the side, rolled out of the body of the dead body, then canceled the release of the bone shrinking skill, and pulled out the money sword from his waist.

But when Ye Feng held it in his hand, he didn't know when the money sword turned into that Wu hook!
But now, the Wu hook was in his hands.

"This time I don't have that nasty sister, and I don't have that nasty corpse smell, I like the smell on your body.

I tell you everything and want your help..."

Before Ye Feng threw Wu Gou out of his hand, he suddenly felt a tingle in the palm of his hand holding Wu Gou, and instantly he entered another dimension.

In this space, there are ancient palace walls in the distance. Ye Feng is in a bustling street, and the people next to him are very real.

Ye Feng thought for a while, this should be something that Wu Gou wanted to tell him.

Here, what will happen?

"This is the magic hook!" Ye Feng suddenly heard someone shouting, and looked along the voice, a thin old man was pushed to the ground by several soldiers, and a hook was thrown beside the old man.

"Shit! Fuck you, where did you get the ghost hook, the god hook, are you crazy for wanting a bounty? How is your hook different from those?"

A man in a blue robe, with a bun on his head and a hat like an official, came out from behind the soldier, pointed at the old man and cursed, and waved back.

Ye Feng looked over, layer upon layer, I don't know how many Wu hooks, of various kinds, were piled up on the ground. It turned out that this is the hook warehouse, presumably these people are the people who are exclusively responsible for collecting the hooks of the King of Wu.

After the old man left, a few more came, and they all had the same experience as before.

"How do you count it as a magic hook?" A burly black and red man walked up to the official and asked. The official gave him a sideways look with his slit-like eyes and snorted.

"The divine hook, like the divine sword, can be controlled freely. First, it is extremely sharp and indestructible, and then it can come and go at the user's call.

Our Majesty said that with this kind of hook, we Wu Guo can win any country we want to win, and Wu Guo can naturally hold its head high and sit on an equal footing with those big countries in the Central Plains!Even becoming the overlord is a matter of course! "

"A godly hook that can be controlled freely?" the man lowered his head and muttered to himself.

"If you can't do it, don't make trouble here, get out!" The official waved his hand, and the soldier drove the man away.

The hook maker walked alone on the road, and Ye Feng always followed him.

This is not controlled by Ye Feng, but the scene changes made by Wu Gou, as if like two magnets with the same polarity, they always keep a certain distance and cannot get closer.

The words just now confirmed Ye Feng's conjecture more and more.

In the era of cold weapons, casting a magic weapon was the capital of a country, but controlled by the law of heaven, no country has ever been able to control a magic weapon.

For example, Mo Xie, the go-getter in that era, was lost after being cast.

Once a magical weapon becomes a tool for chasing fame or profit, most of them cannot escape such a lost fate.

Ye Feng followed him until he returned home.

The hooker seemed to be searching for something at home. Ye Feng saw that he turned the box in a mess, and there were sundries everywhere.

Finally, he stopped.

"If you want to build a divine weapon, sacrifice it yourself."

He read it in a low voice, repeated it several times, and every time he said it, the speed of speech became faster.Finally he threw something back in a frenzy.

Ye Feng saw a piece of yellowed sheepskin floating down at his feet, and Ye Feng took a closer look.

A few words were clearly engraved on the sheepskin with a knife, "If you want to make a magic weapon, sacrifice it with your own hands."

It was the sentence that the man repeatedly babbled just now, but behind this sentence, there were a few words engraved, slightly smaller than those, but still barely legible.

"It's an evil question."

Evil? !
Ye Feng really knew the name, Elai was a minister of Shang Zhou, the son of Fei Lian, famous for his bravery.

When King Wu defeated Zhou, he was executed by King Wu of Zhou.Fei Lian and Elai are the ancestors of the monarchs of the Qin State during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the No. 30 fifth ancestors of Qin Shihuang, and the fifth ancestors of Qin Feizi, the first king of Qin.

Didn't expect this person to have such experience in forging weapons?
Ye Feng's heart sank, no matter whether this evil person has experience in forging weapons or not, the point is that he is the 35th ancestor of Qin Shihuang.

Could this matter have anything to do with Qin Shihuang?
There are too few conditions now, and Ye Feng couldn't figure it out, so he put it aside and continued to look at the hooker.

He came to a bed on which a child lay.

Hooker stood by the bed for a long time, his fists clenched tightly, Ye Feng knew what he was thinking.

It was popular in those days to cast divine weapons with flesh and blood, and Mo Xie was like this. After reading the evil reminder, this hook master would probably choose to do so.

But all this is just an illusion given to him by Wu Gou, so Ye Feng can only be a spectator, watching a human tragedy happen.

The hooker finally started to move, and he kept muttering: "God's hook, god's hook."

Then, he lit the fire, and the blower was whistling, the flame inside was getting hotter and hotter, and it was as red as blood. The crochet master took off his shirt, naked from the upper body, and lifted the child from the bed.

"Father, what are you doing?" the child rubbed his eyes with his hands and asked him in confusion.

Without saying a word, the hooker suddenly held the child's head in his hands and threw it against the furnace wall. The child was thrown into a bloody mess in an instant, and he didn't even make a sound. Then, the hooker threw the child's body into the furnace .

Ye Feng clenched his fists tightly. The hooker's eyes were already red because of Wu Gou, who offered a reward of one hundred gold to King Wu.

A person's heart is originally red and his eyes are black, but if the heart is dark, the eyes will be red.

Ye Feng looked at the dancing flames, and instantly engulfed the child's body.

"Father, you...what did you do to my brother?"

The hooker didn't speak.

Ye Feng looked over, it should be his other child.

"Hong'er, come here." The hooker waved to the child, who backed away in fear.

Ye Feng's heart sank, it turned out that this was Hong'er attached to Wu Gou.

"Hong'er, don't you always complain that your father doesn't play with you? I played with my younger brother just now, and he was very happy. Come here too."

The five-year-old child knew something, easily believed his father's words, and walked slowly towards the hooker.

Seeing the child coming, the hook master grabbed it and did the same thing again, trying to kill Hong'er, but it seemed that this time it didn't go well. Wu Hong supported it with his hands, and knocked his mouth against the furnace wall, blood was all over his mouth and hands. Pao, and a broken tooth flew out of it and fell at Ye Feng's feet.

Hong'er vomited blood and cried indistinctly.

Until then, the hooker didn't show the slightest regret, as if he had lost all patience, he threw him directly into the furnace, and then closed the furnace door.

Hong'er's heart-piercing cries echoed throughout the house, accompanied by the hooker's crazy laughter.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

"God hook! God hook!"

Laughter and cries were mixed together, and Ye Feng sighed. He never thought that such a human tragedy would happen thousands of years ago.

And Na Hong'er was still in the hook, probably because he was thrown into the hook casting furnace before he died!

His soul has been intertwined with that Wugou...

(End of this chapter)