Chapter Twenty-Five: Blood Talisman Refiner
"Boss, you're back, this guy Xiaohua wants to compete with me for a position, you say it's not annoying, I think I've been with you longer than him, I should be above him" Liu Mang complained to the brainless monk while holding the dishes
"Well, that makes sense." The brainless monk replied absentmindedly, what happened today is really unlucky, why are you so unlucky, the ghost fetus that has not been met for thousands of years has been bumped into by yourself, fortunately, the spirit ghost does not know his own affairs, taking into account that he went out to eat during the time he contacted Zhou Ying, otherwise he may not be able to come back, spirit ghost! A cultivator in a previous life. Although there is only the soul left, it should not be underestimated, if his cultivation has not recovered, he will definitely not be able to defeat the spirit ghost, even the weakest spirit ghost has the cultivation of the ghost king. But...... Even if you cultivate all of your own cultivation, is it possible to fight the spirit ghosts? I still don't think about this problem, the more I think about it, the more afraid I become, and I'm afraid that I will have many dreams at night
"Hooligan, eat quickly, let's go home immediately after eating, this place is not safe!" The brainless monk said to Liu Mang, who was eating
"Not safe? What's wrong? Boss, we won't be targeted by the police, saying that we are dumping cultural relics. Liu Mang pointed to the little flower standing next to him in a daze.
"Dump a fart cultural relic, eat quickly, don't talk nonsense, get in the car and I'll talk to you slowly"
"Oh." Liu Mang agreed and ate quickly.
Seeing Liu Mang finish eating, the brainless monk asked Xiaohua to carry everything in the car.
"You two, get in the car!"
Xiaohua was very curious about this car, and got into the car to look at it here and there, and her red and purple eyes scanned the car.
"Boss, what the hell is going on?"
After getting in the car, Liu Mang asked the brainless monk
Brainless answering while driving,
"Have you ever heard of a ghost?"
"Spirits? It's familiar, I want to think about it."
Liu Mang fell into deep thought
"Is the spirit ghost the kind of ghost with the aura of a past life? Powerful. ”
"You know?" The brainless monk didn't expect Liu Mang to be so knowledgeable, and the spirits and ghosts had heard of it.
"Boss, do you remember that I told you that I have a book in Fumo Mountain, called "The Book of Listening", "The Book of Listening" is all-encompassing, and many things are recorded, especially strange things, and even many secrets of ancient times have been involved."
The brainless monk of "Listening to the Book of Words" listened to Liu Mang pick up the goods once, but he only paid attention to it a little, but he didn't expect this "Book of Listening to the Tao" to be so not simple, even the ancient anecdotes know that although he has lived longer than Liu Mang, it is estimated that a lot of knowledge may not be known by hooligans, Liu Mang's sect has existed for a long time, and the background is not ordinary, although to Liu Mang's generation, it has almost declined, but the background is still there.
"Boss, you won't meet ghosts, will you? Are you fighting? ”
Liu Mang asked worriedly.
"If I fight with the spirits, will I be able to come back!" The brainless monk replied angrily
"That's just as well!" Liu Mang agreed very seriously.
"Then why did you suddenly mention the ghost?"
"Because of me, I met a ghost fetus." The brainless monk said in a deep voice.
"Bang" Liu Mang, who was tinkering with his mobile phone, heard this, and the mobile phone fell to the ground, looking at the brainless monk with a pale face.
"What do you say?! Sinister design?! "I don't even remember the boss.
"Yes, ghost fetus."
The two were silent for a long time.
"What can't be beaten by the ghost fetus, when I evolve into a flying zombie, there are as many ghost fetus as there are, and we will clean them up together."
Suddenly, a whirring voice in the back row said
Florets? The brainless monk and the hooligan looked back at Xiaohua, Xiaohua seemed to be very angry, just like a parent praising someone else's child for good grades, pouting in the back, but it didn't look so cute, pale skin, and fangs.
"Xiaohua, do you mean that Fei Zombie can beat a ghost fetus?"
"Big brother, in fact, even the strength of the flying zombie is not as high as the spirit ghost, but the flying zombie is just enough to restrain the spirit ghost."
"Really, Xiaohua, that's great!" Liu Mang said happily.
"Little Flower, how long did it take for you to evolve to the Flying Zombie? With the help of the Reiki Gourd"
"Soon, normally, it would take me about three thousand years to evolve to the Flying Zombie, but it only takes about five hundred years to have a treasure gourd!" Xiaohua replied proudly.
Liu Mang: "......"
Brainless Monk: "......"
It's been too long, five hundred years, and it is estimated that the grass on our grave has grown into a big tree...
Silence continued in the car.
The brainless monk silently thought in his heart, the boat was naturally straight to the bridge, he was not the savior, if there was really a day, the world would be in turmoil, there would always be a tall one, why should he bother himself, the most important thing now is to restore his cultivation, and then complete the task given to him by Zhang Wenshun.
Thinking that he was a brainless monk who cultivated himself, he was very helpless, and forcibly urged the one hundred and eight "Please God Decision", but he was too big, and his meridians were almost broken. There are only a few small meridians left to support it.
Without a word, at noon on the third day, I finally returned to Jinling City, returned home, and the brainless monk took a bath, I wanted to rest, after all, I drove for nearly two days and two nights, and Liu Mang had a room. My villa is not small, and the room is enough, but Xiaohua is in a mood, saying that she is a zombie and wants to sleep in a coffin, otherwise she can't sleep well, otherwise she will sleep on the floor, or under the bed.
The brainless monk thought about it and felt that it was inappropriate, Xiaohua was a mutated zombie, and the degree of intelligence was unimaginable, although Fei Zombie was conscious, but it definitely did not have Xiaohua's IQ. If you want to cultivate Xiaohua, you have to use special methods, the first thing is to let Xiaohua get close to people.
Human beings are the elders, and the more complex their emotions are, the closer the small flowers are to people, the more they can harvest, and even one day they will be able to grow to the height of the originator of zombies, the drought.
"Xiaohua, do you want to use the gourd to cultivate?" The brainless monk seduces Hua Wangu,
"Yes!" Xiaohua jumped up twice in a row on the ground, and said to the brainless monk anxiously, just like a child who saw a lollipop in the hand of an adult.
"If you want to, then you have to listen to your eldest brother and go to the room I arranged for you to sleep, and you can only sleep in the bed, not on the floor, let alone under the bed"
The brainless monk held the gourd, dangling it around, seducing Xiaohua
Xiaohua looked at the gourd, her eyes were greedy, and her zombie brain was also weighing, whether to choose the call of induction (sleeping in the coffin is quiet and comfortable, but you can't use the treasure gourd), or rational judgment (with the treasure gourd, you can cultivate, you can grow, but you can't sleep well)...
"I choose the gourd!" Xiaohua thought for a while and finally made a choice! Hmph, when I succeed in cultivation and defeat you, I'll take out the coffin and sleep! And let you sleep in a coffin! Xiaohua thought about it in her heart, thinking that she was sleeping in a coffin after defeating the brainless monk.
"Good! The gourd is given to you, go and cultivate."
The brainless monk gave the gourd to Xiaohua.
"You also go to rest, rest well, let's refine the "Trapping Dragon Banner", with this magic weapon, we can be more sure. ”
The brainless monk said to Liu Mang.
"Okay boss, you just look at me"
The appearance of gearing up made the brainless monk feel a lot more relieved.
Several people returned to their respective rooms, Liu Mang and the brainless monk rested, Xiaohua cultivated, holding the gourd, and a layer of white light shrouded in white light.
This brainless monk slept in the dark, and when he woke up, it was already the next day......
"Ha" yawned, and the brainless monk picked up the mobile phone on his head and looked at the time