"Master, what is my life?" Ying Qian was curious and couldn't help asking.

Li Renshan has two unique skills, in addition to "raising the grave", that is, "weighing the bones".

It's a pity that he only learned the work of "digging graves".

Li Renshan looked at him deeply, but did not speak.

The bright moonlight reflected on Li Renshan's thin face, half clear, half shadowy.

"How can you know your fate?"

Li Renshan muttered softly, as if he was saying it to Yingqian, and it seemed to be saying it to himself.

It was late at night, and the master and apprentice finally returned home after a busy day.

This house was originally a deserted temple, but it was picked up by Li Renshan in the early years and became a place for them to stay.

As the old saying goes, it is better to live in a lonely grave than to live in a broken temple, and for Li Renshan, there is obviously no such taboo.

As soon as he entered the door, Ying Qian put on a column of incense, and there were thirteen tablets on the table.

These are his brothers.

Li Renshan said that the bones are detrimental to the fate of the grave, and there are defects in life, and most of them will not live to be thirty-five years old.

These senior brothers of Yingqian have a short life, and they have all gone before he has started.

Among them, only Li Renshan is an outlier, and he is still in good health in his fifties.

"Pack up and get some rest." Li Renshan admonished, turned around and entered the back hall.

Ying Qian looked at the back of the master and clearly saw that he was holding the "life bone" obtained from the grave in his hand.

According to what Li Renshan said, this thing is the ancestor of the family, Yu Yin, the descendants of the next generation, even if the bones are light and weak, this thing can make up for the shortcomings and bring good luck.

"Is this thing any use?" Ying Qian shook his head.

After a busy day, he didn't have time to think about it anymore, so he packed up his affairs, went back to his room, and fell asleep.

Click......

In the second half of the night, a rhythmic screeching sound echoed in my ears.

Ying Qian opened his eyes in a daze, only to find that he was tied to a coffin.

Next to him, Li Renshan was sharpening a boning knife, and there was a black shadow around his feet, which was actually the black-skinned mouse.

"Division...... Master, you ...... Do what? Ying Qian was a little panicked and asked with a struggle.

"The weight of the bones is two, two, one, it is a natural cheap life...... Li Renshan did not look back, and said to himself.

"Born cheap? Why is fate predestined? ”

"Master......" Yingqian struggled, but he couldn't break free.

As the sharpening sound of the knife became more and more urgent, the black-skinned mouse also became excited, and its green eyes stared at Ying Qian.

"There is a method against the sky in our vein, which is called bone-snatching, using the bones of the dead and the bones of the living to increase their bone mass." Li Renshan muttered softly.

The date and time of each person's birth determines the weight of the bone, and different weights have different fates.

In this way, you can use the shadow of other people's ancestors and the luck of the living to increase the bone weight that has been determined by birth, so as to change your fate.

As he spoke, Li Renshan dragged out an iron box from under the offering table, and after opening it, there were two copper plates inside.

One of the copper plates contained white bones, and the other side contained red bones.

"It's as white as jade, that's the ...... of life," Li Renshan muttered softly.

Over the years, he didn't know how many graves he had built, and these bones were obtained from those graves.

As for the crimson "transport bones......

"Division...... Brother!? Ying Qian's eyes widened, as if he had thought of something.

"The bone weighs nine, two, five, that is the emperor's ......" Li Renshan held the sharp boning knife and turned around.

"But I want to be the ...... of the gods"

As he spoke, the corners of Li Renshan's mouth raised slightly, revealing a crazy smile.

"The bone weighs nine, two, nine...... Good boy, help the master......"

Li Renshan shook the boning knife in his hand, and the bright cold light reflected on Ying Qian's face, and the excited "squeak" sound of the black-skinned mouse sounded in his ears.

"Old thing, your ancestors......" Ying Qian gritted his teeth and scolded.

Before he could finish speaking, the sharp boning knife fell to the joint.

"Ah......h

In the early morning, Ying Qian woke up from a nightmare, the sun reflected on his sweaty face, and the warm feeling seemed to tell the truth of this world.

"Damn, the old immortal thing." Ying Qian's emotions seemed to be still in a nightmare, and he couldn't help but scold.

[Die of "deboning" in a nightmare and gain the "King Kong Forging Bone" enhancement]

At this moment, the familiar mysterious voice sounded faintly in Ying Qian's mind.

"Huh!?"

Ying Qian slammed up from the bed, looked at his right hand, and a hot sensation grew from the inside of his arm, as if blood was boiling.

Immediately afterward, he saw a faint golden strand flowing from his veins, and disappeared in a flash.

Suddenly, the hot feeling became more and more intense, as if a thin eruption of magma gradually wrapped around the bones of his hand.

Squeaky ......

Ying Qian's arms were tense, and the green tendons were bursting up, like a swimming snake wriggling, and the bones made a piercing sound, like the joints of grass and trees, containing an astonishing explosion.

"King Kong doesn't move, forge bones and nourish blood!"

In an instant, Ying Qian's palm became extremely hot, and his bones seemed to be coated with a layer of gold liquid, gently shaking, causing a strong wind to howl, as cold as a knife.

"My Hand ......"

Ying Qian looked at his right hand, and in a trance, he felt that his right hand had become different again, as if after decades of training, whether it was speed, endurance, hardness, etc., it had become incomparable.

"It's nice to have nightmares." Ying Qian clenched his right hand and couldn't help but show joy.

Now his strength has been raised to the next level.

630 calories of vitality, the right hand of Vajra forging bones...... Perhaps, he can take the power of the dragon catcher to another notch.

……

In the early morning, the sky was just dawning.

Jinghua City, Xiao family.

Bang bang bang......

In the practice room, five simulation training robots were scrapped one after another, falling at Xiao Yusheng's feet, billowing black smoke.

Like this kind of simulation robot, each of which costs more than one million, can only be used by the rich for combat training.

At this moment, Xiao Yusheng was panting, his face was pale, and his right arm even tore a tear, and blood flowed.

"Brother, you're too messy."

At this moment, a tall woman walked into the practice room, she was wearing loose pajamas, her curvaceous and hot figure loomed, and her neckline showed a touch of pale white.

Xiao Yuting looked at her stubborn brother and couldn't help but shake her head.

Xiao Yusheng has been regarded as a genius since he was a child, and because of this, he does not take anything in his eyes except for his obsession with monsters.

But yesterday, that battle simulation was like a thorn that pierced into Xiao Yusheng's arrogant heart, and finally awakened this so-called genius.

This world is too big, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are always more demonic beings than him.

"12 ghost-level monsters? Is there really such a big gap? ”

Xiao Yusheng lowered his head, looking at the blood flowing wantonly, and for the first time in his life, he felt angry, angry at his own weakness.

"Do you want to go beyond that!?" Xiao Yuting said suddenly.

Xiao Yusheng's eyes froze, and he finally raised his head and looked at his amorous sister.

"There's an opportunity." The corners of Xiao Yuting's mouth raised slightly.