Puppet cultivation, if you find the real one, I lose

Soon after Chen Huan walked out of the grove, he found a house.

The door was half-open. He peeked through the crack and saw an old man drawing water from the well in the yard. He took a stick from the firewood pile nearby, slipped into the door, and knocked the old man down with one blow.

He took off his jacket and put away his clothes with three holes in them.

He glanced at the fish basket and frowned slightly.

"Is it reasonable for a fisherman to go home empty-handed?"

Glancing at the vegetable patch at the corner of the yard, his eyes lit up.

He walked over, dug up two sweet potatoes, threw them into the fish basket and strode out.

But after walking a few steps, he met a few shirtless men carrying small wooden boats.

Chen Huan glanced at them and saw that these men had several ropes on their shoulders and a hook on their waist.

""The corpse-recoverer."

The small wooden boat passed by and he could see the back immediately.

Chen Huan's eyelids jumped and he pressed his hat.

Behind them was a team of 20 guards with swords and the madam of Yixianglou.

The team slowly crossed paths with Chen Huan.

Just as they were about to pass by, the madam suddenly said:

"Hey, fishermen, have you seen anyone or a dead body coming out of Qicheng Lake?"

Chen Huan paused, and Xu San possessed him in an instant:

"Ah Ba Ah Ba."

He shook his arms hurriedly, and finally reached out to take out two sweet potatoes from the fish basket.

The old procuress frowned immediately.:

"Dumb? What do you mean?"

At this time, a guard beside him laughed and said:

"He didn't see it, he didn't catch any fish, but he got two potatoes to fill the basket."

"Fishermen always do this, never return empty-handed."

After hearing this, the madam nodded and turned to leave.

But at this moment, the wind started to blow, and Chen Huan's reed hat jumped up, and then was quickly pressed down by his hand.

Then Chen Huan turned and left.

"Wait a minute."

The old procuress spoke again.

She looked at Chen Huan's back and said:

"Take off your hat and let me see."

Chen Huan took off his hat slowly.

"Turn around."

The madam's eyes narrowed slightly. After being a madam for so many years, recognizing people is the most basic skill.

She remembers everyone who has been to Yixianglou.

Chen Huan turned slowly.

Suddenly, a hat was thrown at the madam's face.

She ran towards the grove.

"Fuck, sooner or later I will destroy your secret place." She cursed in her heart.

The madam sat on the ground in pain, pointing at Chen Huan's back and shouting:

"It's him, catch him quickly!"

"quick!"

"Go find the government office and find someone to catch him!"

Twenty guards, fifteen of them rushed out and chased Chen Huan.

Chen Huan was very fast. As soon as he entered the grove, he felt under a tree and pulled out a long knife.

It was the one he had hidden before.

A dozen guards entered the woods and were stunned. The man disappeared.

"Search separately, and signal immediately when you see one!"

The crowd dispersed immediately, splitting the grass to search everywhere.

Chen Huan watched the two people slowly passing by, and one of them hung upside down from the tree.

""Puff."

Two knives cut the necks of the two men.

He jumped down and quickly searched and tied up the two bodies.

"Here!"

The three people nearby immediately spotted Chen Huan who had jumped down, and rushed towards him with their knives in hand.

Just as they rushed in front of Chen Huan, Chen Huan jumped back.

The two bodies lying on the ground suddenly stood up.

The knives crossed, and the three people fell down in disbelief, holding their necks.

Chen Huan stepped forward again and fumbled around the three bodies.

"Come here, everyone!"

"Don't disperse!"

The previous calls had already attracted everyone, and now all ten people surrounded him.

Chen Huan looked at the people who surrounded him and grinned:

"Shadow puppet, please give me a reward!"

He pulled his hands back suddenly, and five corpses stood up.

When Chen Huan pulled up the five corpses, he changed his whole person, his aura, his demeanor, his breathing.

He suppressed his vigilance and alertness, and a trace of unrivaled momentum slowly rose.

What is a puppeteer?

The ultimate charm of a puppeteer is the God's perspective looking down!

The transparent dragon silk thread trembled quickly with the five fingers.

Five corpses rushed out quickly.

Like shadow puppets behind the scenes, they quickly flipped in the field.

The weakness of the God's perspective peeked, and the combination of puppets.

The knife flashed, and the broken limbs and arms fell everywhere, and screams and wails were everywhere.

Ten people were in this interlaced knife light. They were killed one after another.

Chen Huan half-knelt on the ground, panting violently.

This kind of secular puppet control technique consumes too much energy.

He took out a water spinach stalk from his arms and chewed it slowly.

But he didn't stay for long.

The officials and the old procuress came.

There were more than a hundred people, with long forks and short knives, and they chopped at the corpses controlled by Chen Huan.

Chen Huan controlled the corpses and killed more than ten people in a row.

But those corpses were flesh and blood after all, and so many people were besieging them.

After tearing a hole in the crowd.

In the end, they were chopped into pieces and could no longer stand.

Chen Huan shook his hand, and all the dragon silk was retracted.

He rolled up the basket.

He rushed directly to the lakeshore. He wanted to escape by water again.

At this time, a sandstorm suddenly broke out in the sky.

Looking closely, there was even a gorgeous aurora in the sandstorm, which was very strange.

But in an instant, Chen Huan had an idea and luck came to him.

He put the wrinkled Jin Ping Mei in the basket on his head.

In an instant.

Chen Huan felt that he was connected to the world outside the secret realm. His cultivation was instantly restored.

The first thing he did was to reach out and look at the storage ring, but the storage ring was just a phantom.

It did not appear completely.

Then, an irresistible pressure on the soul came.

The Jin Ping Mei on his head flipped rapidly.

The soul cultivation was fast. Falling rapidly.

Chen Huan knew that it was the rules of the secret realm that were taking action, trying to force Chen Huan back to being a mortal.

But this was enough to resolve the situation.

The Dao Rhythm of the Wind controlled the wind and sand to become silk and instantly pierced everyone's eyebrows.

Then it touched the old procuress.

Bang, the old procuress turned into a blood mist.

The blood mist quickly gathered and condensed into a blood ball.

Strands of blood were drawn out from it, just like weaving wool.

The blood lines fell to the ground and quickly outlined the inscriptions.

Bending and flowing, rising and falling, in the blink of an eye it became a circular blood-colored formation. Chen Huan pulled out of thin air, and all the more than 120 people gathered in the center of this blood-colored formation.

He quickly made a gesture with both hands and slapped the ground

""Death!" The inscriptions on the blood-colored formation quickly spread out from the ground to the pile of corpses like young shoots. Finally, they all disappeared in a flash of blood. The book above his head quickly turned pages. Chen Huan did n't even wait to stop. He cast a spell again and touched one of the corpses.

""The Soul Containing Technique of the Divine Puppet!"

The corpse twisted instantly and turned into an inscribed egg.

The seal was like a phantom, and it was performed again.

Another corpse turned into a small egg.

Over and over again, as fast as the blink of an eye, until nine eggs fell.

Chen Huan raised his eyebrows and saw that the Golden Plum was almost turned to the bottom.

With a wave of his sleeves, two corpses were left on the ground, and the remaining more than a hundred corpses flew along the water surface and fell into the lake.

Almost at the moment when the corpse sank to the bottom.

The pages of the Golden Plum were turned over and fell on the top of his head.

Chen Huan instantly became a mortal again.

Picking up the book, he stuffed the nine eggs into the basket.

The soul in Chen Huan's mind split and entered the two corpses.

The two corpses stood up immediately.

This is the funeral puppet that Chen Huan just refined.

"I didn't expect that this kind of trash puppet that the errand disciples of the Zhuangya Sect loved to show off in the secular world could be used."

Chen Huan sighed.

After looking at each other, two mourning puppets in official uniforms led Chen Huan to the outer city gate quickly.