Chapter 19: The Death of Huang San
Ignoring the two people who were frightened by 10,000 points and dragged their noses and couldn't close their mouths (?). Han Shiqi took a sip of the teacup and said, "Sure enough, I can't hide such an outstanding temperament." ”
As a traverser, although Han Shiqi was simpler in his previous life, he was definitely not stupid.
Before Siberia became a monster, it was okay, and it could be called a cold-blooded and arrogant silver wolf.
Since he awakened the Tengu bloodline and became the Demon King, he may have been affected by the mixed Tengu bloodline.
No, it should be said that the bloodline of the husky part of Tengu's bloodline affected his IQ.
As a result, his speech, deeds, and way of thinking became confused.
Traversers are very cautious, even if they sleep with the former goddess, they will not easily reveal the secrets of their crossing.
It's like Han Shiqi, Huang San has known each other for a few days, but Ma Xiaoling has just met, and as soon as others ask him, all the trays come out.
He doesn't belong to no scheming, he belongs to no heart and no lungs......
Wait, the idiom wolf heart and dog lungs don't seem to have any derogatory connotations applied to him......
"Click, click!"
The furry claws helped Huang San and Ma Xiaoling close their mouths, and Han Shiqi snorted and squinted at the two: "Now let's talk about the Ma family." ”
"Tell me, why can't you take a step out of this old mansion even though you have long legs of more than one meter.
You have to know that if you don't go out, it means you don't have to go shopping, if you don't go shopping, you don't wear high heels and cheongsam, and if you don't wear high heels and cheongsam, where do I get the materials for spellcasting? ”
Looking at a tengu who was seriously saying shameless words, Ma Xiaoling suddenly had an urge to beat people.
Bear with me, this bastard is from the Demon King......
"Hey, it all started 200 years ago......"
Huang San's eyes turned to an ancient painting hanging on the wall behind Han Shiqi, and the memories of the past came flooding back.
At the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, the Ma family moved from Xiangxi to the northeast and settled down on this Yanlong Mountain.
The Ma family was originally a family of Mr. Yin and Yang, mainly engaged in the funeral profession, writing a list of disasters for the deceased, choosing a Yin house, and a burial date.
There are three Chinese folks, out of the horse, out of the debut, out of the black, of which the black refers to Mr. Yin and Yang.
The reason why the Ma family, who made a living from the black, moved to the northeast, where the horse was prevalent, was because the old lady Ma Changchun, the head of the Ma family at that time, was poisoned by the corpse when he robbed the tomb with someone, and the corpse poison was unmatched, and even the sect master of the Maoshan Sect, who was an autocratic zombie, was helpless, and could only help him temporarily suppress the time of the outbreak of corpse poison.
As for why the old lady Ma Changchun would do such a trivial thing as robbing tombs, Huang San only knew a little, which may be related to a magic weapon.
Although the wealth is moving, it is not enough for Ma Changchun to bend down and gamble on the reputation of the Ma family to do that bad thing.
Only magic weapons!
The people who robbed the tomb with Ma Changchun were not ordinary people, but in the end, only Ma Changchun escaped from the mysterious tomb with his body in tow.
A few days later, Ma Changchun moved to Shenyang with the entire Ma family, and three months later, Ma Changchun's corpse poison attack was buried under the foundation of the Ma family's old house.
"Wait, isn't the Zombie Attack going to turn into a zombie?
Just buried in the ground, and not afraid of him cheating the corpse? ”
Han Shiqi was puzzled: "Do you want to dig him out and burn him?" ”
Noticing Ma Xiaoling, who was not kind to her, Han Shiqi shrugged and said, "I didn't say it." ”
After Ma Changchun's death, the Ma family gradually withered and the population plummeted.
Originally, there were less than five people in a big family of nearly 100 people when Huang San became the Ma family's guardian immortal.
"Hey, as long as the Ma family leaves the old house within one mile, within three days, they will die for no reason.
The Ma family can continue to Xiaoling's generation, and I have taken great pains.
I don't even know how many times I've done it to help the Ma family steal their daughter-in-law.
Because no one wants to marry into the Ma family at all! ”
Han Shiqi pursed his lips, and learned from the cultivation experience shared by Huang San that in addition to breaking his life, his cultivation path would be extremely difficult, no wonder his cultivation strength of two hundred years was still so poor.
"That's not right!"
Han Shiqi suddenly discovered something from Huang San's words.
"It's not that if you leave the range of the Ma family's old mansion, you will die!"
"But if you are too far away from the body of the old lady Ma Changchun, you will die!"
Han Shiqi carefully looked at the magic utensils in the room.
"What are these artifacts used for?
What to refrain from? ”
Huang San frowned, thoughtful. However, I still pointed to the various magic weapons and introduced them one by one.
There was no surprise to Han Shiqi, although all the magic weapons have their own characteristics, or to suppress ghosts, or to exorcise evil spirits, or to change luck, or to repair the law, but the common point of these magic weapons is - to suppress corpses!
All of these artifacts have the effect of suppressing corpses!
Ma Xiaoling only felt short of breath and was covered in cold sweat.
Han Shiqi's words opened up her blind spot all along.
Huang San's eyes widened, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he let out a vague "Ho! Ho! Sound.
Apparently something came to mind.
"Third Uncle Huang?"
Facing Ma Xiaoling's inquiry, Huang San turned his head to look at her with difficulty and said, "Xiulian once said that the Ma family who died outside was strangled to death.
And it's all cremation after death......"
"Ma Changchun must have become a zombie!"
Han Shiqi slapped the table and stood up and said, "Since that's the case!" ”
His voice suddenly became cringe: "Third Brother Huang, take me to the city."
I won't bother here, Xiaoling, let's meet again, what! ”
Hehe, this guy is afraid of ghosts and zombies, it's a shame for tengu.
"I've decided!"
Ma Xiaoling also slapped the table and stood up.
"The Ma family really needs a second family protector, since you are willing to share the hardships with my Ma family, then I will definitely offer you well!"
"Third Brother Huang~"
Han Shiqi's trilling voice made Huang San feel numb, it was too disgusting......
"Brother Shiqi, you have the strength of a demon king, you shouldn't be afraid of a little zombie, right?"
"Of course...... Unafraid! ”
Unconvincing!
Huang San smiled: "Then you must not be afraid, just a zombie, Brother Shiqi, you are not ready to catch it?"
Okay, Xiaoling, go and bring the god card that enshrines me. ”
"Third Uncle Huang?"
Ma Xiaoling's eyes were a little wrong.
"Bring it!"
"Oh."
Feeling that Huang San's tone was wrong, Ma Xiaoling didn't dare to say anything, got up and went to the wing room to take down the god card on the altar.
"It's ......"
There was originally only one smart weasel on the familiar god card, but now there is an additional wolf with a roar in the sky.
"Don't you say!"
Han Shiqi was overshadowed by Huang San early, and at the same time as he cultivated into a wild immortal, he was tied to the carriage of the Ma family, which was about to fall apart.
As long as Ma Xiaoling worships on time every day, he can't get out of touch with the Ma family.
"Third Uncle Huang! This god card~"
Back in the living room, before Ma Xiaoling could express her doubts, the magic card in her hand changed again.
The weasel on it, which had been engraved for more than 200 years, was gone.
"Third Uncle Huang......"
"Wow !!"
The white weasel kneeling in front of Han Shiqi has run out of life.
"Third Brother Huang ......"
Han Shiqi's mouth was full of bitterness, he couldn't imagine that Huang San would entrust the burden to himself in such a way.
"You're chasing ducks to the shelves......"
Looking at Ma Xiaoling, who was crying to the ground, the soft place in Han Shiqi's heart was hit.
The figure of the long-legged young lady who attracted him at this time coincided with the sad sister who cried before she died in her previous life.
"But don't worry.
The next thing for the Ma family is to be left to me! ”