Chapter 100: The Inkman

On the way back, the school doctor's sister was so well-behaved that she looked like a woman from a good family.

Qin Yaowei's feet were also slightly straightened, and he could barely walk, but his whole body was still sore to death. Especially the broken wrist, I don't know what to do with it.

Sister of the school doctor: "Ordinary people break their muscles and bones for a hundred days, and the bereaved family can recover in ten days and a half months, what are you afraid of, look at your stinginess, isn't it just to break your wrist." ”

Hehe, you're so generous. However, Qin Yao also suddenly remembered that she was still a doctor after all, and she should be very professional.

But Qin Yao knew that if he chose to break through, he might be able to recover in one night! Because the promotion of the Great Realm would make a major leap in the body's functions, although it was not as good as the effect of the awakening, it was many times stronger than the usual self-healing effect.

Just now, I absorbed a little bit of the blood of the Lord of Gluttony, although it was a little bit, but it was also amazing. If you go back and test it again, and make sure that the physical body really has no potential to improve, then choose to impact the descendant realm the next day. Not only for the injury, but also for having a little more self-protection ability.

After all, after seeing the Lord of Gluttony, Uncle Bao and the woman in gray, Qin Yao more deeply realized the true taste of the phrase "there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky".

"Qin Yao, what kind of appearance did you give her your coat. The woman in gray ordered.

The school doctor's sister immediately thanked her, and casually inquired about the identity of the woman in gray again, but was silenced immediately after getting a cold snort.

Qin Yao was not lonely, and teased the little milk cat along the way. This little guy may have recognized Qin Yao's desperate protection just now, trusted Qin Yao very much, and is now squatting on his shoulder.

And now once he calmed down, Qin Yao noticed that this little milk cat was different—very heavy. Maybe the situation was critical just now, and he used the force spell to make himself extremely powerful, so he didn't notice this.

In fact, although this little guy is only the size of a palm, the actual weight should not be as heavy as that of an adult cat.

This means that although the kitten is small, the density of flesh and bones may be very large, no wonder it is so powerful just now.

"Senior, what kind of cat does white and black belong to, so heavy. ”

The school doctor's sister is also very concerned about this problem and listens with her ears open. Although she didn't know the origin of the little milk cat, but as soon as the little milk cat was powerful just now, she was immediately frightened and trembled, it was a trembling from the depths of her soul, it was really like a mouse seeing a cat.

"It's not a cat, it's a tiger. The woman in gray said amazingly, "The Demon Devouring Tiger, a rare species in the world, specializes in devouring demon souls for a living. If it doesn't have a demon soul to eat for a long time, it can also devour the beast's beast soul as food, but then it will grow slowly. ”

This little thing turned out to be a tiger!

No wonder he looks stout on all fours, and he looks so majestic between his eyebrows. It's just that with this palm-sized small size, it makes people feel coke.

As for the wolf howls just now, they were indeed real wolves, and that was the movement that Bai Jiahei made when he devoured the beast soul. At that time, the whole nest was blown up, and the ghost cried wolf.

Qin Yao curiously fiddled with his white and black head: "Will it eventually grow as big as a big tiger?"

Woman in Gray: "No, it'll grow smaller and smaller. ”

"Huh?"

Now it's milky in milk, if it gets smaller and smaller, will it end up as small as a fist? or even smaller? I'll strangle it, what will it look like, the picture is so beautiful.

And one more question: how did this little guy come about?

According to the saying that the longer the smaller, isn't the white and black mother tigress smaller? And when the white and black are born, they are bigger than their mothers? No, this is certainly unscientific.

But the woman in gray didn't continue, and led the two of them all the way to three miles away. It still hasn't left the valley, but it's already full of greenery, and it's all evergreen plants all year round.

On the slope of the hill, there is a simple wooden house, which is the home of the woman in gray. The more simple the life of this kind of super master, the more Qin Yao felt a sense of unfathomable.

Outside the world.

It's just that there are only two rooms in the cottage, one is the bedroom of the woman in gray, and the other is a small living room. At this time, there were two more people, Qin Yao and the school doctor's sister, so naturally they could only rest in the living room.

One person and one demon slept in the living room, Qin Yao felt quite uncomfortable.

"Sister School Doctor, you won't have a switch in the middle of the night and let the Lord of Gluttony occupy the body, right?"

The demon charmingly said that this matter could not be determined. Unless Qin Yao agrees to the previous nasty plan again, the two of them will work together to kill the Lord of Gluttony. "Anyway, you were ready to say yes. ”

"Think beautifully!" Qin Yao grinned, "I was delaying the army at that time, thinking that delaying for a second would be counted as a second." Besides, you wanted to kill me when I promised, and now you regret going, and after that village, there will be no shop. ”

The demon sneered: "Then you will wait for the Lord of Gluttony to wake up in the middle of the night and kill you!"

Qin Yao: "White and black, come, I'll sleep with you ......"

Mommy has this little tiger by her side, plus the woman in gray next door, even the lord of gluttony doesn't dare to mess around. "Yes, just sleep here, close to my pretty sister. ”

The school doctor's sister suddenly screamed softly, asking the little tiger to stay away from her.

Little Tiger is very proud, and he also holds a grudge. This little thing triumphantly walked around the school doctor's sister in a circle, let out a little stinky fart and returned to Qin Yao's side, sleeping lazily.

The little guy's stomach was also a little smaller, and it seemed that the devoured demon soul had been digested a lot.

Not to mention, I slept soundly all night. The Lord of Gluttony estimated that he was recuperating from his injuries, and perhaps he didn't dare to come out to face the woman in gray and Bai and Hei, so he didn't wake up.

Early the next morning, Qin Yao was woken up by white and black, and in a blink of an eye, in the vegetable field outside the house, the school doctor's sister had already put on a loose homespun cloth dress, a pair of women's cloth shoes, and was working behind the woman in gray - she was actually doing farm work!

Will she be able to adapt?

"Qin Yao, you go cook. The woman in gray cut her hair, and didn't look at Qin Yao, just happily looked at the cabbage in the vegetable garden. "Can you make a fire on a farmhouse stove?"

Not really...... And although the ankle is better, the wrist is still quite painful.

"Then you help Shen Ying pick up the vegetable patch, and I'll cook. The woman in gray still called the school doctor's sister Shen Ying, it seems that she doesn't like the name of Mei Mo. Of course, this means that Qin Yao will have to call the school doctor sister like this in the future.

Taking the shovel and standing beside Shen Ying, Qin Yao suddenly felt that he had suddenly retreated from the industrial information age to the agricultural age, which was incompatible with before.

After a while, I was quite hungry due to the strenuous activities yesterday, but I didn't have much appetite for food. Boiled millet porridge, handmade steamed buns, plus a few homemade pickles.

It's a bit shabby, isn't it?

The woman in gray said while eating: "It doesn't matter if you are tired of doing such things alone, it's just that there is always not enough time, and I don't even have time to study, so I asked Shen Ying to be my maid." Qin Yao can also help me do something, by the way, I'll go scoop some rice and chop some firewood in a while. ”

Qin Yao smiled bitterly: "Auntie, are you a hermit who escapes from the world?"

The woman in gray tilted her head and thought about it, and nodded, yes.

Qin Yao: "Oh, then what do I call you, I don't even know what your surname is." ”

The woman in gray paused, and seemed to feel that there was no need to be too secretive. Because Shen Ying was destined to stay by his side and couldn't escape, and Qin Yao couldn't get rid of it at a glance, Qin Yao wouldn't take the initiative to escape until the woman in gray left here.

So after eating, he put down the dishes and chopsticks and said slowly: "My surname is Song." But I'm not an aunt at my age, so it's a little weird to make you shout a few words of 'auntie'. ”

Qin Yao didn't feel anything, but the chopsticks in Shen Ying's hand didn't grasp it steadily, and they fell on the table with a click. I felt a little abrupt, so I immediately grabbed my chopsticks and lowered my head to eat, honestly without saying a word.

Of course, Qin Yao realized that there might be something wrong.

Shen Ying was a core disciple of the Shen family when she was really alive, and she was born in a wealthy family, so she should have heard a lot of secrets. And after the demon takes over, he will generally remember a lot of memories of the host's past.

Therefore, the memory of the Shen family and the memory of the demon make her master the secrets of the rivers and lakes far beyond ordinary people.

The woman in gray smiled faintly: "Looking at your panicked appearance, it seems that you can guess my identity?"

"I didn't ...... There is no ......," Shen Ying hurriedly denied.

The woman in gray said indifferently: "I am the ink master, Song Ciyin." ”

Shen Ying trembled.

Qin Yao, who knew nothing, was as steady as an old dog.

Of course, he knew about the "Mo", that is, the members of the Mo family, and Professor Lin said that they were a very special group of people.

They used to be as valuable as Confucianism, the main body of the Holy Religion, and they were also one of the two pillars of the Holy Religion. But 2,000 years ago, it began to disappear and went underground to be secretly inherited.

On the contrary, Confucianism, a former ally, monopolized the orthodoxy of the Holy Religion.

Nowadays, the Mo family is basically operating underground, but its strength is quite good. Previously, it was not in the ranking of the Dao Heaven List, and the Mo family Juzi was even in third place, stuck between the Buddha and the Dao Zun, and the strength was terrifying.

It's just that I didn't expect that this gray-clothed female predecessor, Song Ciyin, is also an ink master.

Qin Yao's focus is on the word "ink maker", but Shen Ying is the opposite, her attention is focused on the word "Song Ciyin".

Then Song Ciyin went out to get busy, and Shen Ying muttered to herself like a distracted person: "It's over, it's over, if you hit her hand, you can't even think of escaping in this life, this life is completely over......"

Seeing Shen Ying so aggrieved, Qin Yao was inexplicably a little happy. "Is this Aunt Song very powerful?"

"Auntie, you are big, call your ancestors!" Shen Ying seemed to blow up, "Eighty-year-old seniors, you are embarrassed to call Auntie, your face is really big." According to the generation, the Song seniors are the uncles of the Mo family's juzi, do you want to be the same generation as today's juzi!"

Good guys, such a big deal!

It's no wonder that, judging from the strength shown last night, it should at least touch the realm of true descendants, of course, the identity is not simple.

Shen Ying sneered: "True Descendant, have you seen Senior Song's condensation of blood qi phantom?"

Qin Yao trembled, and said in his heart that he was really just a rookie, and many details were missed.

Yes, yesterday Song Ciyin didn't even condense the phantom of blood qi, which means that although she cast such a powerful spell, in fact, she was still understated, and she didn't really exert her strength at all.

In addition, this age is really scary, in his eighties, but he really looks like forty or fifty. Thinking of his previous aunt, even Qin Yao felt panicked—he was too big.