Void gaps, gray sea of fog.

Lin Zhongtian sat cross-legged in the void, beside Zuo Yu, who hurried over from the Game of Thrones World.

After saying goodbye to Zhao Lihe and Bai Lang, Lin Zhongtian returned to the void space non-stop, preparing to use the out-of-body incarnation technique he had just obtained from the Chinese Ghost Story World to completely refine the two clones into real incarnations.

Prior to this, these two bodies were said to be his doppelgangers, but in fact they were just shells.

What really carries his consciousness is not the flesh, but the gray mist hidden in the flesh.

However, with this external incarnation technique, Lin Zhongtian was finally able to truly refine them into a part of himself.

……

When Lin Zhongtian began to concentrate on cultivating the art of incarnation outside the body, Zhao Lihe had already exchanged all the exercises for Gray Mist Coins, and then let the void turn Bai Lang and Lin Zhongtian's share.

As for these exercises of Buddhism and Taoism, Zhao Lihe himself did not plan to practice.

Moreover, he is still the lord of a country, and he is the qi of the Son of Heaven, and his cultivation is half the effort.

When you get the exercises of the Immortal Dao Dynasty, or give up the throne, it's not too late to think about cultivating immortals.

Returning to the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, Zhao Lihe summoned the three brothers Lu Jianxing, Shen Lian, and Ding Xian, and told them everything he could say.

Hearing that Yan Chixia had become the city lord of the Vain Death City with the help of the Dizang Bodhisattva, the three brothers of Lu Jianxing couldn't help but sigh.

Shen Lian said with emotion: "From now on, there will be one less chivalrous man in the world, and one more Yama in the underworld......"

Zhao Lihe glanced at him, turned his hand and took out the token, and said with a smile: "Don't be sentimental, if you miss him, just talk, I can send you down to see him at any time." ”

Shen Lian's face stiffened, and he arched his hand: "Your Majesty, the humble position is just a joke, just a joke......"

The corners of Zhao Lihe's mouth curled, put the token in his arms, and said with a smile: "Clean up, let's set off as soon as dawn." ”

The three brothers of Lu Jianxing looked solemn, and respectfully bowed their hands and said, "Yes, Your Majesty!" ”

……

Not long after, the sky was bright, and the three brothers Lu Jianxing had already made preparations.

Before leaving, Zhao Lihe came to the place where the body of the tree demon was located.

Now the towering ancient trees that obscure the sky and the sun are gone, replaced by a black stone mountain that suddenly appears on the edge of the cliff.

As time passed, the black stone mountains fell together, and the sunlight in the sky surged, converging into pale golden streamers, like rivers pouring out of the sky to the caves on the top of the two mountains.

Zhao Lihe climbed the stone mountain, looked at the pale golden streamer visible to the naked eye in the air, and thought thoughtfully.

"Is this the legendary Sun and Moon Essence?"

As soon as these words came out, the black stone mountain shook, and a pair of huge vertical pupils appeared in front of Zhao Lihe.

"Don't mention it!" Bai Lang opened his eyes, and while absorbing the sun essence, he said depressedly, "My body seems to be rushing with the moon, I couldn't suck the moon last night, and in the daytime, as soon as the sun came out, I didn't take the initiative to suck it, and the sun essence gathered by itself......"

The corners of Zhao Lihe's mouth twitched, and he said enviously: "Isn't this a good thing?" ”

Bai Lang sighed and said: "What's good, what Brother Yan taught me is Taoist orthodox exercises, and I need to reconcile yin and yang to turn into a human form. ”

Zhao Lihe was speechless, suddenly remembered something, frowned and asked, "Wait, Lao Bai, didn't you just start cultivating last night, how did you get started overnight - how did you do your luck?" ”

Bai Lang said as a matter of course: "Of course, it is to imitate the radiation exercise method and use nuclear energy to exercise in the meridians!" ”

Zhao Lihe: "......"

Bai Lang didn't notice the look on Zhao Lihe's face, and said with great interest: "Don't say it, this exercise is really useful, I used nuclear energy to run the exercise, opened up the meridians, and immediately solved the conflict between the radiation organ and the energy organ, and now I can send and receive it freely!" ”

"You see, if I want him to leak this nuclear radiation, I can leak it, and if I want him to close it, I can close it, but I am obedient!"

Feeling the intermittent nuclear radiation around him, Zhao Lihe couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, and his head was full of black lines.

When Bai Lang had had enough, he saw the look on Zhao Lihe's face, and he was immediately slightly stunned and reacted.

"I can't breathe the moonlight, it can't be a problem with nuclear energy, right?" Bai Lang asked cautiously.

"What do you say?" Zhao Lihe didn't have a good air, "It can't be my problem, right?" ”

Bai Lang said depressedly: "Then what should I do, I have already done this, and now I have lost all my efforts from the beginning......"

Zhao Lihe said speechlessly: "It's only been one night, are you reluctant to give up?" ”

Bai Lang sneered: "No, it's just that the exercises are abolished, the balance I have managed to find may collapse, and at that time, I may be leaking nuclear radiation again......"

Zhao Lihe recalled Yan Chixia's words and hesitated: "Why don't you try the gray mist instead of Yuehua." ”

Bai Lang's eyes lit up: "Good idea, I'll try it tonight!" ”

Zhao Lihe smiled and patted Bai Lang's black mask: "You cultivate slowly, I'll go first, pay attention to the little tree demon grandma, don't let her come out of the ground and harm people again." ”

"Don't worry!" Bai Lang smiled, "I found out last night that she had roots that burrowed out of the ground, so I deliberately sent some blood to her to suck, and now it is estimated that most of it has withered, and I don't dare to suck it casually anymore......"

Good guys, or are you ruthless!

Zhao Lihe gave a thumbs up, then jumped off Bai Lang's body with a smile, turned around and left the place.

……

In the next two days, Zhao Lihe took three guards and walked on the official road on foot.

During this period, there were countless bandits encountered on the road, but they were all killed mercilessly by Lu Jianxing and the others, and sent to the underworld with tokens.

In just two days, there were dozens of fierce and vicious high-quality ghost pawns in the city.

Yan Chixia came from the underworld with a five-star praise, saying that the quality of the goods is excellent, the logistics are fast, the children like it very much, and sensitive skin can also be used......

Of course, the back is just Zhao Lihe's own brain supplement, Yan Chixia herself just means that these ghosts are fierce and evil enough, and she hopes that Zhao Lihe and others will kill more and send him to the city of vain to be cannon fodder.

"Poof—"

The blade of the knife entered the flesh, and blood splattered, dyeing the white cloth with the word 'tea' written on it a scarlet color.

In the roadside teahouse, Zhao Lihe sat on a wooden bench and drank hot tea calmly.

On his left side, there stood a young man dressed as a man, who was now trembling like a sieve, looking in horror at the three big men who were slaughtering chickens and sheep and slaughtering robbers.

As the sound of swords entering the flesh continued to sound, the screams outside the tea shop gradually subsided.

Lu Jianxing grabbed a man's hair and slammed the Yanling knife in his hand.

"Poof—"

The blade parted the flesh and severed the neck bone, but not a single trace of blood was stained.

The headless corpse fell to the ground, blood gushing out of the severed neck, staining the muddy ground outside the tea shop.

Lu Jianxing grabbed his hair and lifted his head, the blue qi in his palm surged, sealing the blood vessels, and then walked into the tea shop and showed this person's face to Zhao Lihe.

Zhao Lihe raised his eyes and confirmed that it was the person he was looking for, so he nodded.

"Kill them all."

The voice came faintly, and Shen Lian and Ding Xian outside the tea shop suddenly waved their blades, killing all the traitors who disguised themselves as tea shop guys and bosses, but actually put sweat medicine in the tea to kill passers-by.

Zhao Lihe put down the steaming teacup in his hand, took out the token engraved with the word 'detention' from his arms, threw it to Lu Jianxing, and then stood up and turned his head to look at the tea shop guy beside him.

The tea shop guy's body trembled, and he collapsed to the ground in fright, looking at Zhao Lihe's face in horror.

"I ...... I ......"

"You've only been here for a few days, and you don't know their real livelihood."

Zhao Lihe smiled and stretched out his hand, picked up the guy, patted the dust on his body, and chuckled: "Don't be afraid, we will only kill the wicked, you haven't gone astray yet, just leave on your own." ”

“……”

The tea shop guy swallowed his saliva, nodded tremblingly, then turned around stiffly and staggered to the outside of the tea shop.

After leaving the tea shop, the guy turned his head and glanced at Zhao Lihe and the others, and when he saw the head that Lu Jianxing was carrying in his palm, he suddenly trembled, and quickly turned around and fled and left here.

Looking at the back of the guy leaving, Ding Xian couldn't help but sigh.

"Big brother, second brother, how many times have you said it, don't be so bloody, you see, even good people are afraid of us now!"

"I'm afraid of us!" Lu Jianxing took off the white cloth with the word 'tea' stained with blood, wrapped the severed head, and said lightly, "It's best that when he is evil in the future, he can also recall what our brother looks like today......

The corners of Zhao Lihe's mouth curled when he heard this, and he turned his head to look at the only figure sitting in the corner of the tea shop.

"Little monk, why don't you run?"

The man was dressed in a monk's robe, wearing a hat, with clear eyebrows and a young face, and he was a young monk in his teens.

Hearing Zhao Lihe's slightly smiling words, the little monk stood up, folded his hands, and said calmly: "Nan Wu Amitabha, since the four donors only kill the wicked, the little monk thinks that he has never been evil, why do you want to run?" ”

Zhao Lihe laughed when he heard this, Lu Jianxing and Ding Xian glanced at each other, and couldn't help but smile.

"Well said!" Zhao Lihe showed appreciation, "As the saying goes, don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, I waited all the way to see a lot of ghosts and ghosts, like the little monk, it's the first time I've seen a righteous person like you." ”

The little monk shook his head and said: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, the donor's words are wrong, the four donors are all people with strong martial arts, and ordinary people are like fish on the chopping board in front of the four donors, even if they have never done anything wrong, they must be afraid of three points first......

Zhao Lihe asked with interest: "Aren't you afraid of that little monk?" ”

The little monk didn't answer, just picked up the teacup and drank it all.

Ding Xian's face was stunned, and he hurriedly said, "Hey, there's sweat medicine in there!" ”

The little monk drank all the tea, put down the teacup, folded his hands, and said calmly: "This tea soup is the little monk's hard work, although there are more sweat medicines, but after all, it is a piece of the mind of several donors on the ground, and it cannot be wasted." ”

Zhao Lihe's face was even more interested, and he understood that this little monk was showing off his martial arts and answering his questions.

Although this level of martial arts is not worth mentioning to him, Zhao Lihe still does not hesitate to praise this courage and righteousness.

"A good one can't be wasted, little monk, what's your name?"

The little monk clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, the little monk Baiyun, and he has seen four donors." ”

(End of chapter)