"Mochizuki Well!"

"There are three thousand waters, a scoop and a supernatural power, Wu Ke can take the stars, and the magic is terrifying."

"Well Master: Xin Zhuo."

"Realm: Fan."

"Yuehua: 10/100."

"Priest: 0/15."

"Feedback: 0/50."

"Fusion: 0/50."

"Feeding: 0/30"

In the room, the spatriot oil emitted a pungent smell from the burning tung seed oil of the hemp straw core, and the light was only enough to illuminate the palm-sized area, but it was enough to see the strange personal surface of the well.

Xin Zhuoqiang endured his excitement and spent two sticks of incense studying the well thoroughly.

To put it simply, this is a well that is charged with moonlight, shares the power of others, and provides the owner of the well with unknown abilities-

Realm: As the name suggests, it is a realm.

Yuehua: The moon of the day and the moon.

Sacrifice to the spirits: The water of the well is given to humans or animals to drink, causing an invisible bond with the owner of the well, the number of people is only 15, and the people who are sacrificed are not in any danger or discomfort, and they are not even aware of it. When the Sacrifice Spirit is full, all bonds with the original Sacrifice Spirit can be lifted and replaced.

Feedback: Everything that the sacrificial spirit has, lifespan, cultivation, martial arts, charm, temperament, and appearance can be captured and shared permanently by the well owner, and the sacrificial spirit is also imperceptible. The premise is that loyalty, apology, and debt are equivalent to karma, and after one of them reaches half, it can be grabbed and shared.

Fusion: The ability provided by different sacrifice spirits can be consumed to fuse Yuehua into mutation ability, of course, you can also choose to absorb or discard directly, and you also need Yuehua to give up.

Feeding: The Soul Worshipper has depleted roots and bones and cannot be promoted, so he can be fed Mochizuki Well water for recultivation. Note: Each priest can only take Mochizuki well water three times in his life, and the absorption rate varies from person to person.

In addition, after the numerical operation is full, the abilities of the Mochizuki Well can be upgraded, and the abilities provided by the upgrade for the well owner will be more abundant, but the candidates for the sacrifice must be enhanced simultaneously.

This well does not immediately give the owner the ability to defy the sky, but through operation, it can obtain unknown magical powers.

This kind of low-level dungeon operation difficulty of the sense of déjà vu, Xin Zhuo, who read a lot in his previous life, but could forget to sleep and eat for three days and three nights, felt that he had a head.

His bad mood suddenly brightened! His eyes brightened in the dim light.

The future doesn't seem to be so bad, at least you can get a strange ability, so that you won't be casually knifed.

Even, if the development is smooth, it can still fight a bloody road and break a broad road.

Of course, the top priority is to find the sacrifice spirit, there is no choice, only the five thieves under him, because of the three options of loyalty, apology and debt, the whole world is temporarily blocked.

No one will be loyal to a bandit leader for no reason, nor will he owe a debt to a bandit, let alone apologize to a bandit leader.

It also seems difficult to cultivate the apologies and debts of the five vicious bandits, because they don't have these attributes at all.

However, loyalty is still a bit reliable, otherwise as soon as my grandfather died, these five people would have abandoned themselves and slipped away.

Find a way to bond with them, then cultivate their loyalty, practice martial arts, and finally feed back to yourself!

He thought about it for a moment, and felt as if he could do it all at once.

I got up and rummaged through the cabinets, and finally took out a sturdy cloth bag with three layers inside and three layers outside.

Pushing open the door, the moonlight was bright and the mountain view was hazy.

In the kitchen diagonally opposite, the last three Chinese cabbages of the cottage, cooked by the fifth master Han Qiniang and his younger brother Han Jiulang, have been cut into a large pot. Next to it is a smashed coarse salt, and a bowl of spicy and garlic.

However, the two sisters and brothers stood side by side in front of the door, looking straight at a certain place in the courtyard, with a frightened look on their faces: "Damn, big boss, our well is gone, haunted!"

For the thieves who are vicious, robbing the road and cutting people, not afraid of heaven and earth, and willing to dare to pull the emperor off the horse, they are still very afraid of ghosts.

"It's gone...... Forget it, drink mountain streams in the future, Nongfu Spring is a little sweet, better than the rancid well water, today I will cook cabbage. ”

Xin Zhuo explained perfunctorily and rolled up his sleeves skillfully.

"Uh......"

This carefree and easy posture made the sisters and brothers a little difficult to accept, and then the horror of the disappearance of the well disappeared: "Zi Yue knows how to cook?"

"Zi Yue" is the "elegant name" of the thieves for the scholars.

The shoulders can't be picked, the hands can't be lifted, the chopsticks are too lazy to help, and the mouth is full of nonsense, which is also the label of most of the "Zi Yue".

"Of course! My grandfather once praised me for how well I cooked cabbage! ”

"Okay!" The siblings did not be polite to him, threw down their work, and turned to leave.

Xin Zhuo's cooking skills in his previous life were okay, vinegared cabbage, sour and hot cabbage, and cabbage and pork stewed vermicelli spoiled the children next door, but the point was not this.

The cabbage was mixed with the water of the Mochizuki well, and then in order to ensure the success of the one-time bond, he opened the last jar of sorghum mash that my grandfather regarded as a treasure during his lifetime, and scooped a full spoonful from the "Mochizuki Well" again.

After two pillars of incense, the hall of righteousness.

All six people in Fulong Village, plus a little yellow dog, gathered together.

Xin Zhuo sat on the tiger skin chair that was not completely preserved in the main seat and even exuded a faint fishy smell, his face was serious.

The five thieves looked at the gray, burnt stewed cabbage in the bowl in front of them and fell into deep thought.

"Everyone!"

Xin Zhuo was the first to break the silence, "I have something to say!" ”

The five thieves raised their heads together, their faces were unwavering, and the words of "Zi Yue" were always like an old lady's footcloth, long, smelly, and full of prejudice.

"The situation facing our village is extremely grim, besieged by other bandits, encircled and suppressed by the government, one is not good, I am afraid that we will die without a place to be buried." Sindra struggled to keep her composure.

"Hehe......"

The thieves waited for a while without a reply, and couldn't help but laugh weakly.

Why repeat what is a matter of course? If you don't have a solution to your dilemma, it's better to have a whole inspiring little poem.

"Actually, it's like this......"

Xin Zhuo got up and sighed, dealing with the thieves has something to say or tricks up, to be honest, it is not very useful: "I squinted for a while at noon, my grandfather gave me a dream, and the scolding was quite ugly, he scolded me for not being able to lead the cottage, scolding you for not being loyal enough to me, and wasting his care for you for so many years." If you continue like this, the cottage will disperse. I think you have a right to know. ”

The thieves were stunned, and their faces finally changed subtly.

Those here are either half-way homeless people who have been picked up by the old masters, or adopted since childhood, which can be described as a mountain.

When it comes to the old master, even if he doesn't look down on this little boss anymore, he can't say anything with a stomach full of backwords.

For a long time, the white tip of the four masters sighed, and the orchid fingers were particularly conspicuous: "The big boss is a little annoying, and the tears of the people are almost unstoppable, and the shame in my heart is terrible." Since the old boss gave you a dream, did you talk about a way to get out of trouble? ”

"That's right!"

The thieves cheered up a little, the old master was the heroes of Fulong Mountain, even the masters of the Autumn Palace Pavilion had to give a little thin face, when he was alive, how could he be so sad?

"Grandfather seems to have said it, but not completely!"

"Uh...... Oh? ”

"The old man said, since I am the big boss, I should take care of you and let me figure it out myself."

"What about storytelling? Just you? ”

"That's right! Just me! ”

"How to protect it?"

"Cheats!"

"You have?"

"I have!"

The bandits' faces changed dramatically.

In this world where martial arts are based on martial arts, everything is inferior, only high martial arts are learned, and high martial arts are monopolized by a small number of top martial arts families, sects, and governments, how precious are martial arts classics?

"Where?"

"Here!"

Xin Zhuo took out the package and slammed it on the table, "There are exactly five books, all of which are fine works in martial arts, and my grandfather regarded them as a treasure of life during his lifetime."

If you want to survive and forge a path, you must become a master as soon as possible, and of course, with your ingenuity, it must not be difficult. ”

These cheats are indeed his grandfather's treasures, and they are very secretive, just now he searched for memories and specially found them.

The content is bitter and difficult to understand, and there is a sense of déjà vu of the stalls in his previous life, at least he can't play it, but the five native-born thieves may have hope.

"Your judgment is reasonable, but ...... All to us? ”

The eyes of the five thieves became hot, and they stared directly at the package.

"Give it all!" Xin Zhuo's tone was firm.

"At what cost?" Cui Ying'er, the second master, asked in a deep voice.

"Good question!" Xin Zhuo paced back and forth, his tone sincere, "As a son, I have no hope of practicing martial arts, my greatest hope and price is to hope that you will succeed in martial arts and break out of a way of life, and in the future, I will remember the kindness of our ancestors and grandchildren, and I will never abandon it, and jointly protect Fulong Village, that's all!" ”

"The ...... of the Big Boss"

"Benevolence!"

The thieves eat this very much, and the so-called kindness in the world is nothing more than the parents of the born, the teacher of the art teacher.

The old master is a real master, which is also the reason why there are six or seven people in Fulong Village, but they can rank first among the three thieves in the Fulong Mountain Range.

But although the old master is generous, he also points them out on weekdays, but he always dislikes the thieves and his grandson Xin Zhuo's lack of talent, and refuses to teach real kung fu.

At this moment, how can the righteousness of the big boss not move them?

It's time for the fire.

Xin Zhuo took the opportunity to lift the sorghum mash jar, poured a bowl of one person, and then raised it high: "We must be bloody thieves, now this difficulty is not worth mentioning, I want you to become a master, overwhelm the rest of the two villages, beat the nuns, cut the son, and say that in the future, you will capture the city of Fufengfu, behead the dog prefect, and plunder the prefect's daughter to be the lady of the village, loot the eight directions, and the world will not dare to fight with it!" To sum up in one sentence, our journey is...... A sea of stars! Done! ”

This sentence has no technical content, and it is even very middle-class, and where is the sea of stars, the thieves here may not understand, but it is better than cheats and brainwashing, and the thieves can't help but be provoked a little enthusiastic, and at the same time raise a glass:

"Sea of Stars!"

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