Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 21

Looking at the three people who fled in a hurry.

An Le was a little speechless, complaining in her heart.

"What are you running for?"

"Three grown men, are you still afraid that I will be a young man?"

He didn't intend to kill people, he just wanted to teach them a lesson.

Who would have thought that these three villagers looked upright, but they were not very courageous, so they ran away.

Quite a feeling of punching cotton.

Regrets are regrets, An Le turned around and asked.

"Aunt Jiao, they didn't do anything to you, did they?"

"not yet."

There was a flash of light in Chen Jiaomei's eyes, and she said softly.

"Thanks to An Le, sister Jiao doesn't even know how to thank you."

"It's already here, why don't you come and sit at Sister Jiao's house for a while, so that I can entertain you."

The corner of An Le's mouth twitched when he heard this.

He had no doubts that if he really agreed to go to Chen Jiao's house, he might be wiped clean by this pretty widow immediately.

As for people, it is best to have self-knowledge.

When the will is not firm.

In the face of temptation, don't try to challenge whether you can hold the bottom line, but stay away as soon as possible.

"No, I'm just passing by."

An Le declined with a smile.

Although a little regretful, Chen Jiao didn't force it, but changed the subject.

"Oh yes, did you hear that?"

"Chen Zhuangshi... seems to be missing."

She lowered her volume with a slightly mysterious tone.

An Le couldn't help being taken aback, and quickly asked, "When did it happen?"

"How did I not hear it being said?"

"Just today."

Chen Jiao glanced at the direction in which the village man fled.

"A few of them were entrusted by the village chief to ask me if I saw Chen Zhuangshi."

"It's just that your eyes are dishonest, and you still want to use your hands."

An Le had a strange expression.

Could it be that he disturbed Chen Jiao's good business?
"what are you thinking!"

The pretty widow rolled her eyes charmingly, and said angrily, "Your sister Jiao is not such a casual person."

"But your words...that's another story."

An Le didn't dare to answer the question, thinking about Chen Zhuangshi's disappearance and the old Orion's abnormal behavior.

"Before Lin Bo went out, did he attack Chen Zhuangshi?"

But, it doesn't make sense!
How could Lin Shanbai have a motive to kill someone?

You can't vent your anger for Anle, can you?

Not to mention that Lin Shanbai's character doesn't look like someone who would do such a thing, if he really wanted to vent his anger, why didn't he do it a few days ago?
This explanation is too far-fetched to make sense at all.

Full of doubts, An Le continued to chat with Chen Jiao.

But did not get more valuable information.

An Le returned home and wanted to ask the old Orion face to face, but only saw the closed door.

Only the strong smell of herbs diffused out from the room.

Weird and bitter.

******
The next morning.

The morning sun is bright and the weather is fine.

inside the house.

An Le, who was sitting cross-legged, opened her eyes.

His face was slightly troubled.

After deducing his brain last time, An Le obviously felt the improvement of his spirit and mind, and he was vaguely able to control the wandering of spiritual power independently.

Last night he kept thinking about things and couldn't sleep anyway.

Simply try to use samadhi instead of regular sleep.

But the effect... is not ideal.

An Le got up from the bed, stretched, and couldn't help yawning.

"sleepy……"

The woman in red leaned against the bed as always, her dark eyes stared at him all the time, her demeanor was gloomy and gloomy, exuding an ominous aura.

It's scary at first glance.

But An Le got used to it, and felt... that's it?
"There's nothing to be afraid of!"

An Le murmured to herself, and suddenly had a whim.

"Just give this female ghost a name."

"Just call...just call..."

He thought for a while: "Xiao Xiaohong."

"That's a good name."

An Le, who thought of giving the red-clothed evil creature a cute name, actually didn't dare to look at her more.

If I meet her eyes, I will probably be cold!
After a few simple exercises, An Le muttered something.

"Bless the gods, let me live a few more days in the deduction."

[Start deduction! 】

[Choose the deduction part: lower limbs]

With the experience of deducing the brain last time, An Le will not choose this part for the time being.

The benefits of this option are high, but the risks are even higher!

If you are not careful, you will die suddenly.

He is still young and has great potential, so there is no need to take risks.

Stability is the kingly way.

[There is no deduction bias for now. 】

[On the first day, you who have successfully refined all the spiritual power groups, start to use spiritual power to stimulate the muscles, skin, and bones of the lower limbs, supplemented by practicing Jianghu knife skills to temper the physical body. 】

【Your lower limbs become stronger and stronger, and the speed of strengthening is several times that of usual exercise. 】

[But from this day on, Lin Shanbai will no longer hunt with you. 】

[On the 4th day, the muscles of your legs continue to become tighter, and the bones gradually become denser, and they become more and more suitable for running. 】

[You feel that your steps are brisk when you are running, and the air resistance is reduced. 】

[Entry "Jungle Swift Step" → "Fast Step"]

[On the fifth day, when you were hunting, you caught up with a wild deer alone and had a full meal. 】

[On the 9th day, the skin cells of the lower limbs that had previously been mutated by poisonous insect toxins underwent another miraculous change under the transformation of spiritual power. 】

【You feel an unbearable itching on your skin, as if something is about to come out...】

[Please choose the deduction direction: "thick epidermis" → "flexible epidermis" / "acupuncture epidermis"]

An Le couldn't help being taken aback.

He tried to imagine the picture of spikes growing on his legs, and he couldn't accept it.

Immediately choose the former.

[On the 17th day, your legs became stronger and stronger during tempering, full of spiritual power, but this also attracted malicious gazes. 】

【You woke up in the middle of the night, and a demon repaired you with a knife...】

【you are dead. 】

An Le woke up suddenly.

The chill and pain before death hit.

The pain made him break out in a cold sweat, gasped for air, and his heart stopped beating.

"Come again!?"

After being relieved, An Le shook his head helplessly, his mentality was much better than before.

The power of habit is powerful.

Facing this wave of unrest and crisis after wave, he was a little numb.

No way, life has to go on.

An Le sighed, feeling emotional in his heart.

"The little demon in the temple is very windy, and there are more than eight kings in Chiqian!"

Not only monsters and evil spirits, but now even demon cultivators came out.

How can the small village of Chenjiacun hide these crouching dragons and phoenixes?

Trying to recall what happened when he was killed, An Le vaguely remembered that it was a masked man in black whose figure was hard to distinguish in the night.

Moreover, his first cut was aimed at An Le's thigh, as if he wanted to cut it by the root.

"He... wants my leg?"

An Le's heart trembled.

He had heard Lin Shanbai say it before.

The so-called demon cultivators are practitioners who follow the path of demons, and their exercises are cruel and bloody.

It is said that there are means of refining people into pills.

Probably because of this, he fell in love with An Le's lower limbs that had been tempered with spiritual power.

"So cruel!"

An Le's leg still felt the pain of being severed.

That feeling is even more frightening than being directly killed with a knife.

But this magic cultivator... who is it?

　Woohoo, little red, my little red

　　
　
(End of this chapter)