Wu Yong felt that he was cheap, and his father's hand was surprisingly strong.

The lyrics of the troupe behind him were so far away that he had a desire to look back.

If it weren't for the fact that my body was being dragged by someone, I might have really walked back.

The walls of Clearwater Town are pitch-black marble.

The entrance is a thick wooden door.

The door is ajar.

Facing the official road when he came.

It's also strange to say, since he got close to the gate of Qingshui Town, he couldn't hear the restlessness of the abnormal troupe behind him!

"Daddy! You just said that the troupe that set up the stage is an evil cultivator sect that quenches corpses, and what kind of "Resentment Refining Corpse Method" is still practiced.

But they're obviously just singing in groups, in case they're pretending..."

Wu Xiangui's strength to grab his son tightened again.

At this time, he didn't complain about Wu's mistakes in his words.

After all, the situation was urgent just now, and the emotional ups and downs were too great to inevitably confuse "Dad" and "Master".

"Son, it's not that Daddy is hiding it from you.

Don't look at the simplicity of the villagers in our small mountain village on weekdays, but once you leave there, now various countries are attacking cities and conquering land, and the people are struggling to make a living, and they have their heads pinned to their belts when they eat!

The previous troupe should have been controlled by the Quenching Gate.

Do you remember the woman who sang?

The reason why I said she used the "Resentment Refining Corpse Method"!

It's because I've heard a master say that the evil cultivators of this sect are often good at taking advantage of people's grievances when cultivating.

She used drama to arouse the resentment of seducing the onlookers.

Then quench the corpse ......"

Looking at his father's mouth telling about the quenching corpse door, Wu Yong only felt half cold in his heart.

The cruelty of evil cultivation does not even need to be studied deeply, just the practice of cultivation makes people chill all over the body.

Perhaps he was aware of his son's emotional tension.

Wu Xiangui smiled slightly and comforted:

"Son, don't worry too much, I estimate that this group of cultivation troupes that use resentment will not live long.

After all, evil cultivators are cultivators, and cultivators think of themselves as high-minded, so how can they be willing to do such a ninth-rate deed?

I guess they only have the method of 'quenching the corpse of resentment' in their hands, but it does not solve the negative impact of absorbing resentment for a long time.

I have heard a master say that resentment refines a corpse, and in the end refines oneself into a resentful corpse.

Isn't this any different from a dead man? ”

When Wu Yong heard this, he immediately understood what the cheap dad meant.

Cooperate with these low-level evil cultivators, refine themselves into resentful corpses, and then supply them to the high-level drive?

Just when Wu Yong was about to ask more.

A large and chaotic thought appeared in his mind out of thin air.

"Sewing corpses and refining meat, body and mind will last forever."

"Build my foundation, bury it deep and not rot."

"Resentment is secret, when the soul is cultivated."

Memories come flooding back.

Wu reacted subconsciously.

This....

This turned out to be "Stitching"!

It is the reward inherited by oneself before, 1 deception value.

Originally, I thought that everything before was fake.

But at this moment, the extra medical knowledge in my mind is not a fake.

Can........

Why is the timing of the appearance of "Suture" so coincidental?

But it started when I met the group of quenching corpses?

This is just as my father said.

Quenching the corpse door, the "Resentment Refining Corpse Method" does have many drawbacks, and even the user will be willing to fall when he is eroded by resentment for a long time.

And the way to crack it is the "Suture Technique" born out of thin air in my mind!

"Sewing corpses and refining meat, body and mind will last forever ....."

As long as you master the suturing technique, sealing some of the organs in the body can block the erosion of resentment on the body.

If there is no "Suturing Technique", then the cultivation of the "Resentful Heart Refining Corpse Method" will end up being a resentful corpse!

At this time, Wu Yong even had a faint feeling.

Maybe the group of Quenching Corpse Sect cultivators who pretended to sing just now should have mastered "Stitching Technique".

Maybe it's because of your reward redemption!

Or maybe it was some other reason that caused this group of evil cultivators to forget this most crucial solution!

Although Wu Yong could not understand the true meaning of "Suture".

But at this time, he felt that as long as a flesh wound appeared in front of him, he only needed a stitch and a thread to suture his wound.

Feel the "Book of Deception" stored closely!

Then I thought of the "Suture Technique" that I suddenly obtained right now.

Wu Yong suddenly recalled.

Just when the evil cultivator troupe was singing on stage, although the woman sang miserably, the position where her pupils focused happened to be herself behind Cheap Daddy......

Wu Xiangui on the side looked at his son with empty eyes, and his expression suddenly became wooden.

There was a sigh of relief.

Helpless in my heart!

That's right, this baby has been in the mountain village for too long, and when he faces evil for the first time, he will inevitably be frightened.

It's noon.

The streets of Qingshui Town are bustling with pedestrians.

Different from the weirdness on the official road outside the city gate, this place is more in line with Wu Yong's cognition of ordinary historical dynasties.

Looking at the scene that seemed to be reproduced in a TV series, Wu Yong's originally somewhat vigilant heart was also able to calm down a little.

Come to think of it, in the chaotic times, there are always sober people who can realize the importance of the people.

After all, even the founding emperor can't guarantee that all generations of his throne are Ming monarchs, not faint monarchs.

"Son, from now on, you have to call me master, don't call me wrong."

Wu Xiangui saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he told him again.

Wu Yong nodded yes.

Don't wait for the cheap dad to continue nagging.

The closed wooden door of the Li family's compound in front of him slowly opened.

A housekeeper dressed in burlap bowed on his knees.

"You immortals have been waiting for a long time, my housekeeper has been waiting in the door for a long time....."

The family's voice fell, and a group of strangely dressed people began to walk inside.

Wu Yong looked at the cheap daddy.

Wu Xiangui's expression was not very good at the moment.

Obviously, this Li Yuanwai did not pin his hopes on the unveiler this time, but privately found some strange people.

"It's unlucky!

Isn't this Li Yuanwai clear that his peers are enemies, and his behavior has violated a taboo. ”

Although he was full of complaints, he naturally had no reason to turn back.

After a cup of tea.

In the hall of the Wu family's compound, a group of people sat down.

In the main seat, a middle-aged man dressed in delicate silk and with two strands of stubble and a slightly bloated body said with a smile:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the long boat and car are tired and come to the Humble House.

I am ashamed to be in the bottom.

I had been waiting outside the door for a long time, and some of my thoughts were still smiling. ”

As he spoke, several family members held palm-sized wooden boxes.

Every wooden box is open.

Inside are ingots made of pure gold.

"Gold ingots!"

The expressions of everyone present changed.

Li Yuanwai nodded with satisfaction:

"Regardless of whether this incident is resolved or not, this ingots can be regarded as a deposit paid in advance, and it is not in vain for all your hard work."

With money to open the way, the tense atmosphere at the scene was suddenly relieved.

The negotiation in the hall was quite pleasant.

Not much!

Outside the lobby, a sedan chair was carried in by servants.

Li Yuanwai's expression was a little sad, and he turned his head to look at an old man in white beside him and said:

"Master Faxin, you said earlier that the dog is a sign of confusion, but there is a solution?"

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PS: It's updated, there are people with wood~