Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 59 Yizhuang, the fire

The dark clouds are like mountains and seas, hanging down and pressing down.

Lightning Lightning and Electric Snake ran in it, rumbling and rolling.

Holding a big umbrella, Lin Lu went straight to Yizhuang in Huairenfang.

The pair of black boots that walked quickly stepped on the bluestone bricks in a hurry.

One foot deep, one foot shallow, splashing water everywhere.

This downpour has lasted for several hours.

Due to the slightly lower terrain of the outer city, several streets near the eastern suburbs were flooded in disgrace.

The rainwater overflowed the ditch and accumulated about half an inch, almost covering the ankles.

"What a bad weather! It's raining like the Dragon Lord is angry!"

Lin Lu was cursing, and there was not even a night watchman on the long street.

"You know how to steal, rape, and play tricks! My mighty family is still trying their best to investigate the case, but they hide, eat wine, and sleep with their wives on the hot kang!
Next time we see each other, I must ask my guilt! "

Master Baihu was aggrieved in his heart, but he didn't dare to get angry at Lord Qianhu who handed over the errand, so he could only step on the Shengdou Xiaomin below.

The curfew in the outer city has always been loose, but there are two rules that must be followed.

After midnight, horses and carts are not allowed.

Anyone who disturbs the people will be captured and questioned by the soldiers and horses of the five cities.

Even the South and North Town Fusi are treated equally.

"I don't know what the purpose of the saint is to let me go this meal..."

Lin Lu muttered, and hurried all the way, from Changshunfang to Huairenfang, it took about half an hour.

The cowhide boots had already been soaked with water, and the cold raindrops penetrated into the neck, mixed with sweat, and squeezed on the layers of fat, like oil slicks.

In particular, the rising water mist was damp and cold, and it was very uncomfortable to stick to the body.

This made him even more angry, and when he saw wandering ghosts along the way, he would definitely take out the scarlet fire token to shine through and break up his body.

For a while, the wind hummed, like weeping and complaining, like the sound of weeping.

"I was a lowly species in life, and a lowly ghost after death. I deserve to be unable to enter reincarnation!"

Lin Lu's face was gloomy, and he held the dark token in his right hand.

I saw a group of golden flames engraved on the front, and the word "Yan" on the back.

Quite extraordinary!

Lin Lu heard Master Qianhu mentioned that if one can enter the fourth realm of martial arts, one can open up a sea of ​​Qi in the dantian of the human body, refining and warming a natal artifact.

This scarlet fire order is the natal artifact of a master of the sea of ​​qi in the black dragon platform. It contains the fierce and violent yang fire qi, which is most capable of hurting ghosts and weird things.

If he didn't have this protection, and with Lin Lu's ten guts, he wouldn't dare to enter the Yin market alone.

Those ghosts who have nowhere to return are easy to bully, but if they really encounter some old ghosts and evil spirits, the two realms of Tongmai are only enough to plug their teeth.

"Qian's Yizhuang..."

Lin Lu looked up at the plaque, and kicked open the two wooden doors that were not locked.

The night was dark, the wind was heavy and the rain was heavy, and the dilapidated and decayed yard seemed to have been vacant for a long time, without even a guard.

At the courtyard wall, there are towering locust trees, which are shaped like a canopy covering the ground.

"Nine yin cities, nine yin demons, Tai'an, Huairen, and Pingxiu workshops are all given orders by the master, and the yin spirit that killed Li Yan is the stuff he fiddled with."

Lin Lu found these clues by threatening to kill many ghosts. He had already killed the evil tiger that gnawed on Qian Wu of the Salt Gang, and obtained a pair of "Tiger Picture" as proof.

There was no trace of the human-skinned infanticide ghost that killed several watchmen and Yao sisters one after another.

Now there is only this paper maker who often wanders in Yizhuang.

Solve it, take an object back, and the case will almost be settled.

The gloomy air was like a big hand, pushing half of the wooden door that was decayed.

Crunch, crunch, crunch!
Harsh sound, noisy endless.

Like a sharp old crow, disturbing people's mind.

"Hmph! I'm dressed in a flying fish suit, and I'm like a dragon and a tiger. How can mere ghosts scare me!?"

Lin Lu's mouth was firm, but the Chi Huo Token held in his right hand was clenched even tighter.

He strode across the threshold, glanced around with open eyes,
The inside of the room was pitch black, and there were a dozen or twenty thin-skinned coffins parked together.

The dead air was thick and dense, floating in all directions like black mist.

The so-called Yizhuang is the place where the bones are collected and the coffins are stored.

Most of them are run by rich people, clans, and government offices, which can be regarded as a kind of charity.

There are always travelers who die in foreign lands, and poor people who cannot afford coffins and are difficult to bury.

If he is allowed to expose his corpse to the wilderness, it is against humanity,

At the same time, it is easy to attract plagues, which is the reason for the establishment of Yizhuang.

In layman's terms, it is the ancient mortuary.

"The paper man...isn't it here?"

Lin Lu wiped off the greasy sweat that was sticky to his hands, and his blood burst out, like a conspicuous human-shaped torch.

Yin souls are afraid of masculinity, but they are also most greedy for the flesh and blood of living people.

Especially those old ghosts and vicious spirits, as long as they sense the blood of the warrior, they will swarm to them immediately, just like tigers and wolves smelling fishy smell.

Sure enough, when Lin Lu released the blood of his own practice.

The cold and gloomy wind suddenly blew, closing the doors and windows everywhere.

The creepy aura rose slowly.

"The villainous spirit of being strong on the outside, and the stinking blood that is so bad that it oozes pus... It's still an official! It's stronger than the last time!"

The gloomy and hoarse voice had a bit of drama, and as soon as the voice fell, the thin-skinned wooden board in the middle of the coffin was suddenly thrown upside down, and hit it head-on.

……

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In the courtyard and house of Nanmen Hutong, Ji Yuan, who was leaning against the wall, slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes are like tides, rising and falling.

It was like waking up from a big dream that just woke up.

In the map of the Emperor's Way of Heaven, there are two more stars of destiny that are as bright as the light of the sky.

【Strengthen blood (white)】:【Promote qi and blood, make it strong, nourish liver and kidney, fill marrow and strengthen bones】

[Nei Zhuang (White)]: [It is a phase full of qi and blood, free from fatigue and disease, not afraid of hunger, cold and heat, and its vitality is stronger than ordinary people]

These are the two fates owned by Cheng Baihu, and now Ji Yuan has successfully rubbed them for his own use.

Just like the Shuofengguan last time, I fell into an illusion and was projected as someone else.

Feel and experience everything continuously until the fate is completely refined.

The only difference is that Ji Yuan himself seemed to have stayed in Shuofengguan for several years in order to obtain [Shooting Art].

This time, the scene changed.

He was trapped in a martial arts field and suffered various trials.

They did not leave until they reached the qualifying conditions for [Strong Blood] and [Inner Strong].

"If I fail to refine my destiny, will I never wake up again? My mind sinks, my body becomes empty, and I become a living dead?"

Ji Yuan suddenly felt a chill in his heart, realizing that rubbing, refining, and grabbing are also risky.

He got up straight away, and saw a note left on the table, crooked, like a bug crawling——

"Lin, go, Yi, Zhuang."

The corners of Ji Yuan's mouth could not help but curl up, old man An is still reliable in his work.

He grabbed the waist knife and took a breath, like a tiger howling, echoing the rumbling thunder in the sky.

The accumulated internal qi, blood qi, and essence qi are like a raging fire in a furnace, surging and surging.

The realm of convincing has reached the limit!
"With eight lives, can't you kill a second level of Tongmai!"

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