Master, he doesn't want to [Transmigration Book]

The boy's Adam's apple rolled, and he said timidly, "Actually, I have a way to get the jade slip."

Wang Bo's eyes lit up: "What way?"

Outside the pawn shop, the wind was howling, a yellow cloth was hung on the thin bamboo pole, and the cloth swayed from side to side in the wind.

The young man turned to look at the cloth, pointed at the cloth with trembling fingers, and said: "When I first came to the village, it was actually a desolate place, where demons and ghosts were rampant. My master specially set up a formation to subdue these things."

Wang Bo asked, "Is the formation you mentioned the bamboo pole?"

The young man timidly said: "It's the bamboo pole, as long as you pull out the bamboo pole, you can break this formation, because this formation was laid by my master, so if this formation is broken, he It will also suffer backlash.”

Hearing this, there is no need to say much, Wang Bo also understood the meaning of the young man's words.

However, he was suspicious by nature, hesitated for a moment, then passed the knife forward again, and said viciously: "If you dare to lie to me, you will die!"

How could the boy have the guts to lie to him? He couldn't even stand still, and he trembled when he spoke: "No, no... no, no, no, I dare not lie to you. .”

"Okay, go and pull out that pole for me." Wang Bo narrowed his eyes, and held the knife against the boy's neck, "Since you said that is a formation eye, why don't you pull it out for me? If you If you pull it out, I will trust you once, but if you can't pull it out...hehe."

The knife touched the skin, causing goosebumps, and the boy's scalp exploded, but he dared not say no.

Wang Bo moved the knife away and pushed the young man: "Go!"

The young man had no choice but to walk forward step by step. He walked slowly, hesitatingly, and it took him a long time to walk to the bamboo pole.

The big bamboo pole looks thin and small, but it is firmly rooted in the yellow mud.

The young man mustered up his courage, stepped forward and tried, but he couldn't pull it out. He bit his lip, stretched out his hand to hold the bamboo pole and pulled it to the side, and pulled it out again, but it still didn't come out.

Wang Bo was watching. He put the knife on the door frame and knocked and knocked, and he almost said that you would die if you didn't pull it out.

Stared at by beast-like gazes, the young man trembled all over. He took a deep breath, held the bamboo pole with both hands and lifted it vigorously, but just as he thought, the bamboo pole was too stable to be lifted at all.

He couldn't pull it out several times, the young man blushed anxiously, looked at Wang Bo for help, and said, "No, my master has added spells to this bamboo pole, so I can't lift it out.

I have only practiced the sixth level of qi now, if... If I am stronger, I will definitely be able to pull out/come out. "

"Hmph, no matter how strong you are, you won't be able to pull it out!"

Wang Bo snorted coldly, he understood that the kid in front of him is a waste.

Wang Bo put away the knife, pushed the boy away, and did it himself. He thought that pulling out the bamboo pole would hinder it, but it didn't.Wang Bo pulled it lightly, and the bamboo pole was pulled/lifted up.

The moment the bamboo pole was drawn/raised, the surroundings underwent earth-shaking changes.

There was a slight sound on the ground, and suddenly, the originally compacted soil ground cracked inch by inch, and cracks appeared, and the dense cracks were like spider webs, presenting a tragic scene full of holes.

The cracks became bigger and bigger, winding up the surrounding collapsed houses, tearing the houses apart from the base of the walls.

With a "bang", the sunny sky changed color, and the dark clouds covered a large area, suppressing half of the light.

"Clatter one by one" the wind roared, and it became more and more intense. There seemed to be countless demons and ghosts reveling in the wind.

Huang looked at the changes around him with satisfaction, he dropped the bamboo pole in his hand, patted the boy on the shoulder, and said, "So what you said is true.

- From now on, we are a gang, don't you think? "

The young man bit his lip and nodded guiltily: "But I betrayed my master..."

"You betrayed him, you still have me! He doesn't like you, but I like you! Well, let's not say so much, you have to understand, we are the ones who are against the gang.

Since we are all in one group, shouldn't we unite and help each other?So when your master comes out, you know what to do, right? "

The young man was trembling, and there was nowhere to hide the horror in his eyes: "You... you, what do you want me to do?"

Wang Bo smiled and patted him on the shoulder again: "You will understand what I just said. You are indeed a disciple of the Qingyun Sect. You are amazing."

After Wang Bo finished speaking, the young man said a few words with his heart, and finally said: "It's up to you." He stepped back a few steps, and the figure disappeared in place.

"Who did it? Who pulled out the bamboo pole!" Sen Leng's voice came from the pawn shop.

The young man's eyes trembled, looking at the young man leaping out of the pawn shop, he called cautiously: "Master."

Yun Xu didn't respond, his eyes were gloomy, and he repeated: "You pulled out the bamboo pole?!"

Feng Changan said: "Master, it's me, it's... I, I accidentally knocked it down."

"I think you are looking for death!" Yun Xu's face twisted.

He took the wooden box and went back to the darkroom, intending to dedicate the wooden box to the master, but unexpectedly, the kid named Yun Chang didn't die, if he didn't go back quickly, the other party would have torn down the master's sculpture!

Yun Chang is not a simple person, he looks like a foundation builder, which makes people think that he can be cleaned up simply, but his actual cultivation level is not known how deep it is.

He fought with the opponent, and didn't take advantage of it, but was suppressed by the opponent to death.

If it hadn't been for the formation eyes arranged outside being destroyed by someone, the master would not have taken action, and asked him to come out to see the situation.

The more Yun Xu thought about it, the more angry she became, she gritted her teeth in hatred, and her face was distorted beyond human shape.

The young man saw his handsome face distorted into the appearance of a middle-aged man, and a large number of corpse spots appeared on his rough face.

Corpse spots spread from the face to the neck, the originally fair and slender neck no longer existed at this time, and the veins were densely covered, which was disgusting.

The person in front of him directly transformed from a monk with a fairy-like demeanor into a ghost that looked like he had crawled out of the ground.

"Master?!" The young man gasped, "How did you become like this?! You...you...you are not right! You are not my master, but my master, where can you help my master? Already!"

The middle-aged man laughed loudly: "Your master? I didn't say that I am your master. It was you who identified the wrong person. Your eyes are clumsy. Who is to blame?"

After these waves of blows, the young man was so flustered that he couldn't find his head or tail. He took two steps back and fell to the ground. He didn't even have the strength to cry.

"Don't take the road of life, but the road of death. Since you want to die so much, then I will help you. I wanted to let you live. Since you are so ignorant, you mess with my things."

The middle-aged man walked forward step by step, his hands were like eagle claws, he grabbed the young man's neck and tightened it suddenly: "A cheap man, in my opinion, there is no need to live."

The air suddenly fluctuated violently, and a cold light appeared across the sky!

Before the middle-aged man noticed, the sharp cold light had cut his body in half.

It turned out that Wang Bo had been hiding behind his back. Seeing that the devil was focusing on the young man instead of him, he made a sneak attack from behind.

The middle-aged man lowered his head and looked slowly at his broken body. The upper body began to slide to the left due to lack of support, and the blood from the sliding part sprayed on the boy and him.

Staring at the falling flesh and blood, he quickly showed a ferocious smile, "A sneak attack? I hate sneak attacks the most."

Wang Bo appeared in the distance, wiped the blood-stained knife with a handkerchief, raised his head and smiled, "I wonder why he, Yun Zigui, appeared in this ghostly place, so it wasn't him!

No wonder, it's so disgusting, haha, but it's okay, hand over the wooden box. "

"What a praying mantis catching cicadas and orioles are behind." The middle-aged man smiled strangely, his eyes turned around Wang Bo and the young man, and said, "If you want a wooden box, you can, as long as you have this ability."

He let go of his hand, threw the boy on the ground, and meowed like a cat.

The meowing of cats resounded through the sky, and then, countless black cats poured out from all directions. The black cats all had golden pupils, staring at Wang Bo coldly.

Wang Bo gritted his teeth and looked at these black cats. He did not forget the pain of being bitten off by the black cats.

Turning the sharp knife slightly in his hand, he was about to use his strength to deal with these lawless black cats, but Wang Bo found that his muscles began to atrophy.

He felt that the strength in his body seemed to be sucked away by something, and he couldn't keep it no matter what.

How is this possible? Hasn't his strength already soared, why was it taken away out of thin air? !

Wang Bo flusteredly touched the muscles on his arm, he opened his hand, and saw glaring corpse spots appeared on his hand.

"What did you do to me?!" Wang Bo yelled at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man said, "As you can see."

Wang Bo quickly calmed down: "Don't think I'm afraid of you like this, it's just an illusion."

The middle-aged man sneered: "Wang Bo, Wang Bo, you underestimate me too much. You think it's an illusion, use your pig's brain, and think about where your power comes from?"

"What do you mean!" Wang Bo's panic, which had just been suppressed, resurfaced in his heart.

The middle-aged man straightened his lower body and reattached his upper body: "At the cost of the soul, draw the bottom of the pot and convert lifespan into strength.

You have a yang life of more than 100 years, and you can exchange your power for half a stick of incense. "

When the subject changed, the middle-aged man laughed and said, "Do you think you are really a strong ascension man? Funny.

Even if you were given 1000 years, you would not be able to become a strong Ascendant, so what you exchanged for this [-]-year lifespan is not the power of Ascension, but the power of Nascent Soul Late Stage, and then the package of Ascension was mounted.

Speaking of which, the time has come. "A happy smile appeared on his face.

The young man huddled in front of the pawn shop, and when he heard the middle-aged man's explanation, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

It turned out that it was a drudgery from the bottom of the pot, no wonder Wang Bo had such great power.

"Impossible, you must be lying to me, what method are you using! Don't even try to lie to me!"

Wang Bo shouted hysterically, his muscles were trembling, he stumbled, and stepped back step by step. When the two were talking, his skin had shrunk like an old man's skin and was covered with wrinkles.

His hair was snowing in an instant, and a lot of white beard protruded from his chin, upper lip, and cheeks, and he couldn't finish pulling it off, like weeds that grew wildly after the rain.

Wang Bo is aging very fast, from a young man in his 20s to an old man over [-] in an instant.

"Do you think you are something, and I need to lie to you too?" The middle-aged man sarcastically said, with obvious disdain in his eyes.