I Became an Anonymous Boss

Originally, Xiuyu stayed in the hall, and fell asleep peacefully after listening to Bai Taki humming a few soft songs, and was sent back to the guest room by Lan Xiangxue.

At this time, only Bai Jun'er was left to drink with Bai Taki.

Bai Jun'er looked at Bai Taki with a pair of distinct amber eyes, and there was an indescribable agility in her eyes.

Bai Taki didn't talk about some serious topics. If Lan Xiangxue was around, maybe he would bring up some investigations, but with Bai Juner by his side, he didn't want to talk about it, maybe because Bai Juner was not very serious. Clever Yazi, she may not understand what she said; maybe her heart is like a blank sheet of paper, and she shouldn't talk about too bloody topics to make people uncomfortable.

Bai Jun'er was curious, she asked: "Why does Mr. Bai travel the rivers and lakes?"

Bai Taki was taken aback, then said: "Probably looking for excitement."

"Is it exciting?"

"Living too much of an ordinary life, it's like making trouble for yourself, and you're just asking for comfort." Bai Taki said, "Playing in the world of mortals."

"Listening to it makes me feel very chic."

"That's right, I said that on purpose, it must be cool." Bai Taki smiled: "Actually, it's not that money is hard for a hero. When he first went to the rivers and lakes, he had to take on some errands to earn living expenses. Occasionally, when you encounter some powerful and ruthless characters, you have to make a detour."

He talked about some of his experience in the Jianghu, Bai Jun'er listened carefully, but after listening, she asked again: "Why does Mr. Bai travel the Jianghu?"

Shirataki said, "Isn't the answer just now counted?"

"Mood is mood, purpose is purpose, that's different." Bai Jun'er asked: "Master Bai, don't you have a purpose in your wanderings?"

"Purpose..." Bai Taki was silent, did it count as completing the mission?

"Ambition is also allowed. I have met many people. People in the Jianghu are for fame and fortune, businessmen are for profit, bureaucrats are for promotion to common people, and even mountain monsters are for cultivation and transformation." Bai Juner stared at Bai Long, Curiosity was written in those beautiful eyes: "What is the purpose of Mr. Bai?"

She wants to know, even if it is pure, it is not a problem. Ambition and aspirations are common to all people, and people will have desires when they are enlightened.

Shirataki put down his wine glass, looked at the sparks floating on the charcoal fire: "For what..."

He has never thought about these things deeply, and countless scenes flowed before his eyes for a while, and finally slowly freeze frame.

He suddenly understood something, smiled faintly, and when he was about to answer, he heard a roar coming from the mourning hall, the roar was like a beast.

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"The corpse has changed!"

The yellow-robed Taoist priest turned pale with fright: "How could the corpse turn into a corpse! The ceremony I performed is clearly correct..."

In the center of the hall of the mourning hall, the coffin was opened, and the body of the deceased who had been dead for a long time had been erected again, but there was no life in it.

His eyes were pitch-black, his skin was pale, his muscles and bones were all stiff, and his whole body was filled with turbulent evil spirit.

It was this corpse that roared like thunder, the corpse of the former owner of the villa.

The master's cultivation was at least above the third heaven, even though he had seriously declined at the time of his death, his physique was still that of a congenital warrior.

The corpses of congenital warriors are not easy to transform into corpses, but once they transform into corpses, they will be covered with copper skin and iron bones at the same time.

When Murong Li heard the voice, he put on his overcoat and came to the mourning hall, but when he opened his eyes, he saw a livid-faced stiff.

"How could this happen!" Murong Li shouted, "That's..."

The half-white haired old butler lowered his head and said, "It is indeed the old owner."

The yellow-robed Taoist priest crawled out, and a Taoist boy behind him had been caught, and his arms and limbs were torn off on the spot. There was a scream, and the blood in the mourning hall turned red.

He touched the black dog blood on his face and shouted: "The corpse is up, the corpse is up! Young master, go away, this is at least stiff! It absorbs the blood of the living, and its power will increase extremely quickly !"

"Butler Yang!" Murong Li said, "Do it!"

The old butler with half-haired hair flew forward, seemingly unremarkable in appearance, but this man was actually innately cultivated. He punched out, and the astonishing fist landed on the rigid body, making a sound like knocking a bronze bell. With a sound, Tie Zhuang backed up and hit the coffin, the black coffin smashed into the inscriptions in the wall, and Tie Zang quickly stood up again, seemingly unscathed.

Roar--!Tie Zong roared, his evil spirit soared into the sky, and the life lamps lit in the mourning hall also turned into oily green ghost lamps at this time.

Butler Yang stepped forward again, but after several fights, he couldn't win the other party. Murong Li didn't make a move, his face became more and more ugly, but he didn't run away either, because he knew very well that zombies would chase and hurt his blood relatives, so he ran away, stiff Definitely go after him first.

Just at this time, a cyan flying sword rushed over and landed on Tie Zong's back. The aura was overwhelming, and Tie Zong, who was invulnerable to weapons, was actually injured, and pitch-black blood gushed out of the wound.

"Hmph!" Zheng Shenxu held the sword formula in his hand, and said with a stern look: "It is indeed a big disaster for iron to become a dead body, but you will be considered unlucky if you meet me!"

"Tsing Yi? You are Si Tianjian..."

"That's right, I'm in Qingyi, Sitianjian!" Zheng Shenxu made a concave shape, put his fingers together and shouted: "The evildoer looks at the sword!"

The yellow-robed Taoist priest was like the rest of his life: "Great, this is a professional qi practitioner who slays demons and demons. Master, we have helpers."

Murong Li was expressionless and didn't say a word.

The yellow-robed Taoist thought that he was clueless, and added: "He can control the talisman sword, so he must have mastered it."

Murong Li couldn't even squeeze out a smile - should I(TM) be happy?That is to kill my father!

The yellow-robed Taoist priest added: "Don't worry, old Taoist, I'm not just for nothing. As long as you can buy me enough time, I'll activate the fire department talismans to form a real fire formation, and keep this iron zombie dead without a whole body, There are no bones left!"

Murong Li really wanted to slap him—shut up, shameless Taoist priest!

Zheng Shenxu continued to slash with flying swords. Although he looked majestic, he was also under great pressure. This was the corpse of a congenital warrior who turned into a stiff body. His blood was very vigorous. Every time the sword fell, the blood spattered so much. Far away, it would be enough for Tie Zang to eat more than ten swords, but this Tie Zang is still alive and kicking, is this a congenital warrior, he can continue to be stabbed like this, I really love it.

After several fights in a row, he had already found that the aura of his talisman sword was dim, and he was shocked...was it polluted?Is this guy so evil? The rune sword I just finished maintenance is just like this...

Once the talisman sword is polluted, its power will not be as strong as before, just like the delay of Wangluo is gradually increasing, and his control can no longer continue as he wants. Under normal circumstances, if he wants to deal with iron stiffness, he will choose to set up a good formation, and then Slowly passing away, but there is no such opportunity right now, he saw that Tie Zhuang had already stared at him, so he could only sigh secretly, and resorted to the last resort.

Zheng Shenxu withdrew the cyan sword in the astonished eyes of everyone, and jumped back a step: "Next, I don't need to make a move."

He said succinctly: "You, are... dead!"

The yellow-robed Taoist was stunned for a few seconds... Tie Zong is a dead thing, isn't this nonsense?

The rigid gaze did not look at Zheng Shenxu, but turned to stare in another direction. It lowered its head slightly, and let out roars following its instincts, as if threatening, but more like a kind of adversity. fear.

The young man in white approached slowly, glanced at Zheng Shenxu, Si Tianjian spread his hands.

The wordless exchange ended quickly.

Bai Taki took a step forward, approaching with his unique footwork, his right hand directly grabbed the owner's neck and corpse, and smashed him into the ground, causing bricks and stones to fly.

And then... the demon bites.

There was a buzzing sound, Tie Zong let out a piercing roar, and the evil spirit was quickly drained like a long whale sucking water.

This is the source of the existence of iron stiffness, and it will be squeezed dry for you, not a single drop will be left.

The time is not too long, about five seconds.

The memory fragments flooded in again, but this time the memory fragments were very broken, the picture was very unclear, and the sound was full of noise and confusion.

...you...betrayed me!

...Nian Yao, help me, I am...

...I don't want to die! !

The last sentence was a heart-piercing cry, even a little too loud, causing a slight tinnitus.

Shirataki frowned, then crushed the trace of black energy remaining in his palm, and wiped out the remnant souls in the corpse.

Resentment, ferocity, and unwillingness are all the support for it to turn into rigidity, but these are all annihilated when Shirataki's five fingers are closed.

The iron-frozen corpse left behind couldn't be preserved anymore, it didn't need sparks, it had already turned into pale white ash, and drifted away with the wind little by little.

In a blink of an eye, the dust settled.

Shirataki clapped his hands: "Please come and clean up the ashes."

His attitude was calm, and the others didn't panic, but were stunned... Ah, that's it?

Before I had time to react, it ended suddenly?Is it a little too fast?

So what about the big one that was so stiff, it was just so dusty?

After all, he is also the former owner of Panlong Villa, can you show some face and handle it a little more carefully?

Many people can't speak, and always feel that something is missing, and their hearts are empty.

It was clearly a horrible corpse change, but it was treated like an ordinary zombie.

It started, and it took a second to move, so there is nothing to say.

Zheng Shen humbly said that this is the boss, I am used to seeing it, the boss Bai is so simple and unpretentious in eliminating demons and evil spirits.

and boring.

Shirataki asked, "Why did the corpse change?"

"No, I don't know..." The yellow-robed Taoist said hesitantly: "I came here according to the law, there is no possibility of problems, I am a professional."

Shirataki ignored him, went straight to the mourning hall, opened the coffin, and found something, a strangely shaped stone.

Zheng Shenxu took a closer look, frowned, and said in distaste: "Yinsha jade, reversing the formation, no wonder the corpse changes, this is not a corpse to have ghosts..."

Bai Taki threw away the funeral object contained in the dead man's mouth: "It seems that everything has been carefully arranged. It happens to happen on the seventh day that the corpse will change. Who will it be?"

Murong Li bowed his head in silence, butler Yang said: "The mourning hall is guarded every day, but not everyone is staring at it, there will always be mistakes..."

Shirataki glanced at these people, the information he just got from the deceased made him have some kind of special conjecture.

He already had doubts about Panlong Villa, if he hadn't doubted it, he wouldn't have come here to explore.

But it doesn't matter.

It does not matter.

The corpse change was deliberately caused by someone, so there will inevitably be further commotion tonight.

Whether it is the 'Bone Scholar' or any other ghosts, they will take action.

The enemy does not move, I do not move, the enemy moves...

A sword chant resounded in the sky above Bieyuan, and the melodious sword cry was extremely clear, like a firing arrow.

Shirataki stepped on his toes and rode the wind, heading towards the garden where the plum blossoms were in full bloom, and saw the sword light in mid-air.

Lan Xiangxue, holding the famous sword Chengying, was fighting against a black shadow. The man in black robe didn't look like a scholar at all. Instead, he was tall and fat.

Lan Xiangxue stepped on the tip of a plum tree branch in mid-air, turning into a deft arc, and the light of the sword moved with her. Under the moonlight, the light and shadow of every inch of the blade were changing, making it difficult to figure out its position, like a shadowless sword. sword.

Bai Taki stopped and looked at it from a distance of ten feet: "It's really not..."

Murong Li rushed over on horseback, saw a huge black shadow, and shouted: "Tie the dragon rope, catch the alive!"

At this time, a white shadow suddenly swept away, it was Bai Jun'er, the black shadow in white was fighting together, Lan Xiangxue had no way to do it, so he could only pull away temporarily, the confrontation between the two sides was too fierce, it would not be good to tie the dragon rope several times When they fought, they fought all the way, the ruthless demolition machine destroyed several houses abruptly, until the black shadow retreated, Bai Jun'er chased after him, and the two sides directly plundered under the 50-meter-high mountain wall , Hidden into the white mist in the mountains, disappeared without a trace.