I'm the one running the game

Driving the Dayun heavy truck, Lu Xingshi finally felt the feeling of being displaced.

For no other reason, the bumping made him feel uncomfortable.

Because this is not a modern world, except for official roads, most roads are actually very bad, and there are few good ones.

Lu Xingshi drove wildly, not driving on any roads, just rushing forward.

It was okay at the beginning, it was a bit novel, and there was not much feeling, but after a long time, it couldn't stand it.

Even changing a clone to drive it didn't work.

"No wonder they are flying in the clouds, my heavy truck is okay for people to hit the big luck, but no one can stand it if you really drive it for three or five days."

Lu Xingshi got out of the car with a curse, took out a lot of materials and tools, and planned to enhance the shock absorption of the Dayun heavy truck.

You can't let him solve the road problem, he can only solve the heavy truck, not the traffic road.

There was a crackling sound, and after the modification, there were a lot of extra parts, and Lu Xingshi didn't know where to put them.

"Repairing a car will always yield parts. I always thought it was just a rumor." Lu Xingshi put the parts in his arms. He was driving it anyway, and the Dayun heavy truck was a magic weapon. Not to mention missing parts, even if the brakes were gone, there would be no problem.

"The scholar, what do you think after watching for so long?"

Lu Xingshi turned around and shouted.

When he enhanced the shock absorption before, the scholar stood and looked at Lu Xingshi. At first, he thought he was just looking at him, but now he has been watching.

"The Taoist's magic weapon is really amazing and extremely majestic." The scholar said a little embarrassedly.

"Look at you, what are you going to do?" Lu Xingshi asked.

"I'm going to Beijing to look for my relatives this time, so I have a lot to say." The scholar did not hide his thoughts and was also an honest man.

"I thought you were going to Beijing to take the imperial examination." Lu Xingshi complained. In fact, those who really went to Beijing to take the imperial examination were all Juren. The so-called poor scholars did not exist.

Juren were masters, and it was impossible for them to be poor.

Even though everything is not so absolute, the Juren is not something that ordinary people can pass.

You think the Juren is someone who passed the university entrance examination, but in fact the Juren is someone who passed the county magistrate candidate examination.

"How can I have the talent of a Juren?" The scholar said with a wry smile.

"It's just on the way, or I'll give you a ride, but I'll tell you I don't know the way." Lu Xingshi looked at the scholar carefully and felt that his talent and knowledge were extraordinary.

Combined with those strange stories, he might be able to use him to gain some merit.

However, the scholar refused Lu Xingshi's invitation: "Thank you for your kindness, Taoist priest, I'm not inconvenient to delay your business."

It's normal to refuse, and normal people can't get on someone else's car casually.

Don't have the intention to harm others, but be on guard against others.

"Well, it's up to you." Lu Xingshi didn't force it, and got in the car and left directly.

The other party's expression showed that he really liked Lu Xingshi's Dayun heavy truck, but the scholar could also see that the cost of making this thing was not enough for him to maintain it after it was made.

This feeling is similar to that men like to see excavators.

They drove all the way and it was night before they knew it. Lu Xingshi found a place to camp.

There is no problem driving at night, but it is easy to run into ghosts.

As for whether it was the ghost that hit Lu Xingshi or the Dayun heavy truck that hit the ghost, it is not clear. Anyway, the possibility of hitting in this barren mountain forest is not low.

Lu Xingshi is pouring Dingling Pill into his mouth. Since he got Hutian, Lu Xingshi has opened a production line cave dedicated to the production of Dingling Pill, and he puts it into his mouth in his spare time.

This thing, combined with his boiling stone and taking two earthly evil fruits, can slightly increase his cultivation and Taoism. The increase is not much, but it cannot withstand the difficulty of upgrading in this world. The mosquito leg meat is still meat no matter how small it is.

As for why he didn't let the avatar help him eat, firstly, eating can only increase the avatar's cultivation, but it can't be fed back to him. Secondly, wouldn't it be better to let the avatar be a battery for him to hang up? He was just bored, otherwise he wouldn't stuff it in his mouth.

His mouth was bulging with stuffing, and he reached out to poke it in. When he was choking and rolling his eyes, he heard sobbing.

It was a woman.

Lu Xingshi hurriedly swallowed the pill. Of course, his first thought was that he saw a ghost. He drew out the Lingjiao Flying Sword and planned to stab the other party.

Otherwise, what kind of serious person would cry in this wilderness in the middle of the night.

Fortunately, Lu Xingshi was a serious person. He knew that the saying of seeing a ghost was indeed a bit biased against ghosts, because in addition to ghosts, you may also encounter monsters, demons, and monsters in the wild.

However, the idea of ​​stabbing the other party with the Lingjiao Flying Sword still existed.

Because serious things would not cry in the wilderness in the middle of the night.

"What is it, come out!" Lu Xingshi shouted, and he used the word "thing" as a synonym very seriously.

"My husband..." A beautiful woman's figure jumped out.

Lu Xingshi was sure that the other party did not walk over, so it didn't matter how she came, but he first sent a flying sword to the other party.

It looked like a human, but it was just an illusion, it was a weasel.

It looked like it was attracted by Lu Xingshi's yang energy, but it was a pity that this monster offended the wrong person.

It was directly stabbed in the chest by Lu Xingshi's flying sword, and it couldn't die any more.

"Damn, it's still a male." Lu Xingshi looked at the merits that came into the account. After getting used to the merits sent by the evil dragon and the King of Yuntan, who were great disasters, the merits on this weasel were simply too little.

"Hey! How dare you kill my godson?"

Lv Xingshi was about to skin the weasel, but he saw a yellow smoke emerging from the weasel's body. The yellow smoke turned into a demon that looked like an old woman, but had the characteristics of a weasel.

This old weasel is not ordinary. Although it is not as good as the Yuntan King who has practiced Taoism for ten thousand years, it looks like he has practiced Taoism for a thousand or eight hundred years.

If he gets rid of it, he should be able to get some merit, at least more than this little weasel.

And judging from the other party's tone, he has instructed his godson to do a lot of bad things, so there must be karma.

"Oh, he is from Wangchao Mansion, I will kill him, what can you do to me." Lu Xingshi held the Lingjiao flying sword, as if thinking about where to poke the other party.

This old demon may not have a physical body, but his magic is not simple. He can project remotely without seeing.

Thinking back to the time when the evil dragon was able to escape with its soul, this old demon's attainments in the soul are probably even higher than the evil dragon.

This is normal, the evil dragon came from a snake, although its father, the King of Yuntan, is also wild, but after all, he is an old snake with ten thousand years of practice, it is still possible to guide it.

On the contrary, this old weasel is so wild and evil, it must have a specialized way to save its life, otherwise it would have been exorcised by others.

"Just for what you said, today I will not peel your skin, and this matter will not be over." The old weasel was very angry. Thinking about it, it has been a disaster in the village for so many years and has eaten countless people. There are still people who dare to move the earth on its head. It is simply asking for death.

"Oh, then I will wait for you here. The location is next to a tree. If you want to be more specific, there is an irregular black cloud above my head. If you come faster, you may be struck by lightning." Lu Xingshi described his location very accurately.

The old weasel felt a surge of blood from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and he was so angry that he trembled all over and couldn't speak.

"If you have the guts, come to the Third Lady's Tomb, I must..."

Lu Xingshi nodded: "Okay, then wait for me."

After saying this, a red light appeared in his hand, and he slapped the yellow smoke with a slap, breaking up the opponent's figure on the spot.

He knew where the Third Lady's Tomb was. When he left, he took a highly concentrated golden light grenade and exchanged the map with Qingxia Tianshi.

The disadvantage is that he has to turn back, and it's a bit far away, but it doesn't matter, there is merit to earn, and running the map is not a big deal.

"This monster has been cultivating for 1,800 years, why is he still like he has a hole in his brain, and he can't even control his emotions. Compared with King Yuntan, he is much worse."

Lu Xingshi shook his head, and thought that this old weasel was really wild. King Yuntan has been cultivating for so many years, and he has actually done a good job in self-cultivation. He has long cultivated his qi and turned into a city.

The other party has been unscrupulous and the method he practiced is also problematic, so he naturally became like this.

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Mrs. Huang San frowned, and the old weasel's face showed ferocity. She stomped the black wooden cane in her hand, making a loud sound.

Then a group of weasels that had not yet transformed came over like a tide.

"Little cubs, where did Tie Qier go to hunt today?" It asked immediately.

Tie Qier was the weasel demon killed by Lu Xingshi.

"I know, he went north and said he was going to the village in the north to catch people." A little weasel hurriedly said.

"Hang up the scholar you caught today, and put him in the steamer in half an hour. I'll be back soon, and I'll catch another cow nose and fry it." Mrs. Huang San said coldly.

If it is steamed now, it will be mushy when it comes back, and it will not taste good at all.

When she said this, she suddenly revealed a murderous aura: "Watch your mouths. If I let my godmother know that anyone has eaten even a little bit, I will dry you up."

The weasel demons were naturally trembling with fear, saying that they dared not to.

As a demon that has not transformed, how can they be qualified to eat people? The prey that enters the tomb of the Third Lady is the blood food of Huang Sanniang.

On weekdays, they are only responsible for catching, and they dare not steal at all.

As for not handing over the prey after catching them, they dare not do so. If they really eat people, the smell will be smelled by Huang Sanniang immediately.

After Huang Sanniang warned, she leaned on her black wooden crutches, and her long robe with dust on her body rolled up, and she turned into a demon wind and floated out of the cave, and went north along the road to find Lu Xingshi.

It didn't care about the death of Tie Qi'er, the weasel demon. The real reason for killing Lu Xingshi was naturally because it lost face.

Even if Tie Qi'er was its adopted son, it was not worthy of its revenge. If he died, he died. It had many adopted sons anyway, so it wouldn't make a difference with just one more.

But if it lost face, that was not acceptable.