I Became an Anonymous Boss

... "My daughter was born in the twelfth lunar month, why not call her Lan Layue? No, no, it's too ugly... It's better for girls to be a little softer. I've spent my whole life scribbling, but I have to think hard about a name for so long. It's really laughable people."

... "I can run and dance in the blink of an eye, but growing up in Lanting since childhood, it is not good for her future, as the child's mother said, she can't be too protective, she still needs to be taken out occasionally , let her see the outside world... eh? Butler, why does Xue Er seem to be crying? What, who broke her wooden horse! Don't stop me, bastard, you dare to bully me before your hair grows Daughter, I'm tired of living!"

... "Brother Murong, you look a little haggard recently. What's the matter with you this trip? Need help? Of course, no problem. We have been friends for many years, how can we not help you? Just tell me... How many calligraphy treasures are there?" If it's difficult, I'll bring it to you... Ah, and that matter, let me think about it, my daughter looks a little afraid of you, and recognizing you as a foster father might scare her."

... "Hey, I've been dreaming of some strange scenes recently... It seems that a mountain god came to me to play chess in the dream. Every time I play chess, I can't finish it... I remember clearly what the chess game is, but this chess continues. It’s been almost a month, and it’s almost over.”

... "The chess game is over, it said it was going to leave, and this mountain will inevitably be uneven in the future... I am fine, but it feels like a friend has left, I am a little sad, I don't know how many years will pass before I meet again, Let’s go to the mountain temple to worship today, but I haven’t been there for some time.”

... "Xue'er is about to turn six years old. She doesn't seem to like literature, but martial arts. Would you like to teach her how to practice swords... Hey, I don't let me hug her anymore. This child is a bit precocious."

... "This year's winter is really cold... What are you talking about? There are bandits! Are they crazy? They dare to come here! Go and invite Steward Yang and Uncle Six!"

... "Light the beacon fire, the bandits won't be able to break in for a while, the fire can be seen by others, Panlong Villa is very close, wait for Brother Murong to come to help!"

... "Why didn't the support come! It's over, they broke in..."

... "My daughter and family... how are they... I want to see them again..."

... "You are late..."

... "Please do me one last favor, kill me..."

The memory freezes on the last blurred figure, the red light in Shirataki's left pupil remains, and the color of the pupil becomes deeper.

He let go of his hand and looked at the bones under his palm. The demon's obsession and soul fragments were all swallowed by him, and his body turned into white dust, slowly melting into the ink pool.

Chapter 290 Seventh, I Understand The Truth

Shirataki spread out his palms, letting the remaining ashes in his hands flutter in the wind.

Fragments of memory did not affect his consciousness and self-knowledge.

However, it still left him with many remaining memories, and the remaining traces in the soul fragments are very clear.

"Is this Lan Xiangxue's father?"

Shirataki whispered, the appearance of the girl in the demon's memory is very similar to that of Xiuyu, and the appearance of Xiuyu and Lan Xiangxue are also more than [-]% similar, it can almost be regarded as a copy of Lan Xiangxue when she was a child .

In this way, this demon is actually the former Lord of Lanting.

Lanting was attacked by bandits, and then fell to this point.

The fire at the beginning was not a fire, but a beacon that deliberately lit the house, hoping to attract the attention of Panlong Villa.

Most of the people in Lanting are literati who read and practice calligraphy. They have no force, so they are even weak in resistance.

The end seems to be that none of them survived.

The man died in the end. What happened after Lan Ting was breached, the memory in his soul fragments is not clear, but it seems that he was rescued by someone in the end, and then died.

But what happened after death.

Why were the corpses not buried but placed in the ink wash basin?

Why did he turn into such a demonic corpse man?

Looking at the demon sinking into the pool, Bai Taki shook his head slowly, putting away his doubts for the time being.

Because the point is not here, the point is...

He killed Lan Xiangxue's father and took his ashes away.

The devil can't be regarded as alive, but killing him directly and disposing of his ashes is really a bit... indescribable.

But the matter has come to this point, the whole thing is done, and it is already turned into ashes, and it is impossible to piece together a complete human figure.

Bai Taki could only put his palms together silently, and read: "Your daughter, I will take care of her, don't worry..."

The stranger comforted himself and gave a complete logic chain.

I saved your daughter's life, and then I sharked you once, and you are a daughter-in-law again, so you don't suffer a loss if you change one life for another.

It can be said that it is clear and logical, and there is nothing unreasonable at all.

At least he thought so, so he happily forgot about the details of Yang's ashes.

Shirataki lowered his hands, circulated his true qi, evaporated the ink-colored water droplets on his body, and a light-colored mist evaporated.

In cold weather, clothes are damp, and you will definitely catch a cold. Zhenqi is very useful, and you have to practice this function no matter what.

After killing the demon transformed by the Lord of Lan Ting, Shirataki found that his experience bar had skyrocketed by 30.00%. Seeing that his experience bar was already half full, he was not far from the peak of the ninth turn.

"This day's magic bite is too easy to use, is the extraction efficiency so high?"

"So, who will be the next wild monster I choose?"

Shirataki rubbed his hands, eager to try.

Devouring non-human evil spirits, he has no psychological burden at all, just like eating chicken, duck and goose meat, as long as it is not human, he dares to eat it for you to protect animals.

This is a victory for the Chong people.

Bai Taki came slowly at this time, while Zheng Shenxu was still fighting back and forth with the remaining five or six ghost soldiers. They pulled each other's hair for a while, opened the distance, and then continued to test, until the master's tricks were reached.

There is not only a bit of sympathy between masters, but also a bit of psychological game of pecking each other.

However, this cannot change the fact that he has been fighting for so long and has not even completed ten knives.

It's not that he's really too good at it. If he was in his prime, he would be able to deal with these dozens of ghost soldiers very well.

It's a pity that the right time, place and people are harmonious, and no one is on his side.

The evil spirits like ghost soldiers are ghosts that eat battlefield buffs very much. The land of Yin and evil has increased them and weakened Zheng Shenxu at the same time.

This rise and fall formed a certain gap, leveling the difference in strength between the two sides. This is the theory of relativity for exorcism.

He can say, it's not me, but I was targeted!

But it wasn't completely useless, at least it stopped the ghost soldiers and prevented Bai Taki from being attacked.

After Bai Taki finished the devil, he turned around and grabbed a ghost soldier's forehead lightly with his bare hands.

Grabbing the opponent's head with five fingers, he locked a ghost soldier to death with a ruthless iron hand, and at the same time cast the devil's bite.

The ghost soldier's soul fire was extinguished in an instant, like a candle that was blown out, and he let out a tragic cry before dying.

The ghost soldier did not have much intelligence, only a vague consciousness, and it is very rare to beat it to the point of screaming like this.

Seeing Shirataki's movements of pinching the ghost soldier like a chicken, Zheng Shenxu broke into a cold sweat.

How ruthless it is to beat Xie Chong to such a heart-piercing roar.

Why is he so cruel.

The agreed one-to-five attack turned into a unilateral massacre.

Like a demon lord descended from the sky, he is like a Tai Sui god in the world, this boss...

Shirataki clapped his hands, the remaining soul fire in his palm was pitifully small, it shattered when he pinched it, and the experience bar moved symbolically a few times.

...It seems that killing mobs is not suitable for using the demon bite, the experience given is too little, it is not necessary, it is better to use it when dealing with bosses.

He thought so.

Looking at Lanting, there are still many areas to explore, and there are three or four ordinary pavilions.

The demon in the ink wash pool can only be regarded as a gatekeeper, and there must be more monsters lurking in the future.

Shirataki looked at the solid handwriting under the moonlight.

[The progress of the fourth ring task (35%)]

[Fifth Ring Mission Clue (1/4)]

It seems that there are still many places in Lanting worth continuing to explore, at least there are still two or three gatekeepers.

Bai was gearing up and wanted to continue exploring, but after catching a glimpse of the position of the moon in the sky, he gave up.

"It's almost dawn, let's go back first."

"Ah..." Zheng Shenxu said strangely: "But during the day, the power of evil spirits will be properly weakened."

"Do you like to eat fresh meat, or overnight meat?" Shirataki asked.

"Of course it's fresh."

"The wild monsters at night are more alive and kicking, and they give more experience points when fighting." Bai Taki also replied: "Let's go, if you have three more hours, I think you will fall down. Qi practitioners are so weak. Don't you have any idea?"

"Boss, are you caring about me?" Zheng Shenxu was moved.

"No, I'm despising you. You're really too bad."

The mountain road back is faster.

Zheng Shenxu asked: "Speaking of which, it will take several hours to go down the mountain now."

"No need, there is a place to stay overnight." Shirataki said, "You can come with me too...by the way, what's your name?"

"Zheng Shenxu..."

"Good name." Shirataki said, "Your mother must be very good."

"Please don't mention it." Zheng Shenxu said with grief and indignation on his face, "I am Tsing Yi from Si Tian Jian, who are you, boss?"

"My surname is Bai, and I'm not a Qi trainer." Bai Taki replied, "I'm just from Jianghu, and I come here to play jungle occasionally on weekdays."

Zheng Shenxu choked, his first reaction was disbelief, it's normal not to believe, because which Jiang Hu person can kill evil spirits like killing chickens?

Qi practitioners have a very low evaluation of Jianghu people. In essence, Qi practitioners belong to Taoism and are a systematic line of Qi training. However, there are too many types of Jianghu. The barbarians who fought and killed almost didn't like it.

Si Tianjian belongs to the business organization, and compared to ordinary Qi practitioners, he is superior to others, but looking at ordinary Jianghu people, it is like a civil servant looking at a homeless person... How can a homeless person be more proficient in demon-slaying professional skills than me?

Seeing his expression, Shirataki laughed it off: "Why? Don't believe it? Although most evil spirits don't take physical attacks, as long as they have a body that is just strong enough with blood and vitality, plus a boy's golden body that has not been broken for more than ten years, combined with a perfect pure body Yang Gong also kills evil spirits like a dog, and it is also not weak when walking in the rivers and lakes, and there are not no knights in the rivers and lakes who take into account both pvp and pve."

Zheng Shenxu said: "Brother Bai, you obviously don't practice pure yang kung fu."

"Just to give an example, although the true qi of martial arts and the spiritual qi of a qi trainer are not in the same system, they lead to the same goal by different routes. The essence is the division and manipulation of energy. I don't understand the qi trainers of Si Tianjian, but in the The Qi practitioners in the Star Observatory of the Southern Tang Dynasty never shy away from using quack methods, and even minor in a few martial arts, the unfathomable talisman and Taoism, which can't be mastered in a lifetime, so it's not as practical as martial arts."

Bai Taki glanced at Zheng Shenxu: "If you learn even one movement technique, you won't be a living target. You were beaten so badly. I really thought that beating evil spirits was a turn-based system. They just stood still and asked you to come out." Trick? The turn-based system should have withdrawn from the stage of history long ago, and the real-time combat system is the future."

Listening to Bai Taki's instruction and instruction, Zheng Shenxu seemed to be moved by him.

"Boss Bai is right. When I go back, I can consider minoring in a few body skills."

"But there's still one thing I don't understand."