Scumbag: Introduction to Immortal Cultivation[Transmigration Book]

The man yelled in pain, grabbed Xiang Xiaolei's legs and threw him out, falling to the ground.

After Xiang Xiaolei pulled out the bone knife, he felt dizzy, the back of his head hit the ground of loess and gravel, and he felt a dull pain.

The little hooligan in brown clothes who had been stabbed in the back jumped at him, trying to strangle his neck. He held the bone knife and tried to fight back, but the little hooligan seemed to be red-eyed and reached out to grab his knife.

The blade of the bone knife was as thin as a cicada's wing, but extremely tough. The moment the little rascal held the blade, he saw the blade sinking deeply into the palm of his hand.Pushing Xiang Xiaolei forcefully again, the half of his palm was cut off neatly.

"Ah—" the little rascal yelled.

Xiang Xiaolei was also stunned, and at the same time felt nauseated.He watched helplessly as the blade of the bone knife was inserted into the palm of that person without a sound. When he pushed a little harder to push the person who was pressing on him away, the blade of the bone knife sank more and more. The deeper it got, the upper half of the palm was finally cut off.

The cut off half of the palm, together with the fingers, rolled onto the loess ground, and the bloody section was covered with a layer of dust.

If it was an ordinary knife, with his strength, it would be impossible to cut off the palm of a living person, and the knife might just be taken away by someone.

But this bone knife made of yak rhino horn can cut iron like mud, gold like iron, and people like vegetables.

The brown-clothed hooligan who had half his hand cut off was howling like crazy, and the first one who had bad breath and had his throat cut was now lying motionless on the ground, with a lot of blood seeping out.It should be dead.

Seeing that he was covered in blood and holding a bone knife, the other two hooligans did not dare to approach him.

Xiang Xiaolei stood up, pointed the tip of the knife at the two trembling people, he took a step forward, and the two people took a step back.

It seems that he knows to be afraid.Xiang Xiaolei threatened them and was about to go to the town, but suddenly, he was grabbed by the neck from behind by a little hooligan.

Too bad, the night was too dark just now, so I couldn't see clearly how many people there were.Now there are four in front and one behind, which should be five people.

Xiang Xiaolei picked up the bone knife and pierced it backwards. Another person rushed forward and grabbed his wrist. The grip became tighter and tighter, and he let go in pain.At the same time, the hands pinching his neck were getting stronger, and he felt that it was difficult to breathe and he couldn't breathe.

The blood seemed to be rushing to the head, and the tinnitus started, and the surrounding sounds could not be heard, only the sound of blood bulging blood vessels could be heard.

He grabbed the man's hand, but the power gap was too great, and he couldn't break the fingers that were strangling his neck.

It's over... I was not killed by Mu Tianye, but killed by a few hooligans... I really can't be reconciled...

Xiang Xiaolei felt that this move was wrong...why stay in Longtou Town?If I had known that I was going to die, I might as well go to Wuxu Mountain, and see the lives of immortals and Taoists. It would be great...

His consciousness began to gradually blur...

Before his consciousness was completely withdrawn, he suddenly felt that the hand holding his neck loosened, and his body, which had been suspended in mid-air, fell down.

He was panting heavily, and vaguely saw a figure rushing over, beating those little hooligans to death.

The indigo night sky was cloudless, and a huge full moon hung quietly above the horizon.

With the moonlight as the background, the figure of a thin boy pinched an adult figure, and slowly lifted him up.The adult screamed, his voice was extremely miserable, and then he gradually lost his voice, only kicking his feet.

The boy didn't intend to crush him directly, but it was like abusing an ant or a bee.First, he twisted it with his hands, and twisted off the adult's arm.Under the shadow of the moon, the cut was dripping with blood, and the arm was thrown to the ground by the boy.

Then, the boy changed his hand to pinch his neck, and the moment the adult was free, he screamed loudly.After a while, his screams could not be uttered, and the boy easily twisted off his other arm.

In the end, the boy put his bloody hand on the top of the adult's head, twisted it back, and completely broke the man's head.The man's neck hung around his neck as if broken, and his neck showed a twisted arc.

And several other people were tortured and killed in an extremely cruel way.Two of them had their abdomens torn apart, and even their internal organs flowed out, one was twisted in two at the waist, and the little hooligan in brown was gouged through his skull, and all his brains flowed out.

One second before Xiang Xiaolei passed out, he saw the boy walking towards him.In the background against the light, those eyes gleamed with a blood-colored red light.

When he woke up, he was lying on his own bed, and what Xiang Xiaolei saw when he opened his eyes was a snow-white bed curtain, and in a corner of the bed curtain was hung a string of rain flower stone beads given to him by the girl next door.I don't know how long I slept, I just feel sleepy all over.

He recalled that night only as if he had experienced a nightmare.

That was the first time he killed someone, the first time he saw the sharpness of a bone knife, and it was also the first time he was almost killed.What was even more frightening was that he saw Mu Amano breaking a man's neck under the moonlight.

The Mu Amano who tortured his opponent to death mercilessly, the Mu Amano who tore the opponent to pieces with his bare hands without showing any emotion even though the opponent screamed, begged for mercy, struggled, and cried.

And those red eyes glowing with blood.

very scary.

Xiang Xiaolei vaguely guessed that Mu Tianye at that moment was like the time when the village was attacked by a monster and awakened the blood of a monster.Every blow is extremely powerful, extremely accurate, extremely purposeful, and... some are enjoying the fun of killing?

This thought flashed through his mind, and Xiang Xiaolei subconsciously grasped the corner of the quilt.He could kill those people quickly, but like a cat playing with a mouse, he twisted their arms, tore their abdomens, and knocked their heads open, making them feel pain while they were still conscious. Fear, panic, and abandonment... That's clearly a torturer, not an avenger...

Why did he do this... Is it because of extreme anger, or just want to enjoy the thrill/feeling of killing?

Is he still conscious?Do you know what you are doing?Did you do it out of your own will?

Or has the blood of the monster in the body been awakened?Is thinking completely replaced by the consciousness of Warcraft?

Xiang Xiaolei was frightened by this possibility.If this is the case, it proves that the number of times the blood of the monster is awakened has become frequent, which is not a good sign.

"Brother, you're awake." Boom, boom, someone ran over quickly, it was Mu Tianye.The sun shines through the windows and sprinkles on the ground, making the room bright and majestic.

The young man who ran in had a handsome face, a hearty smile, white teeth, and beads of sweat oozing from the tip of his nose.Under the sunlight, the sweat is shining brightly, as dazzling as the sun.

The murderous figure under the moonlight, the blood-colored pupils flashing in those eyes, and the young man with a bright smile in front of him, seemed to be completely different from him.

There were birds chirping and chirping outside the window, and a gust of wind blew the bamboo props off the window, and the window snapped shut.

Everything is peaceful, smooth and happy.

What happened that night became unreal, as if it was really a dream.

Mu Tianye was holding a rag in his hand, and two spots of pot ashes were rubbed on his arm, obviously he was busy working by the stove, "Lie down for a while, the porridge will be ready soon." After he finished speaking, he ran out to fan the stove again .

This bright young man is completely different from the murderer under the moonlight yesterday.

After a while, Mu Amano came back with porridge.He put the porridge on the table first, and then propped Xiao Lei's back to make him sit up.

"Ahem," Xiang Xiaolei pushed away Mu Tianye's hand, which was about to feed him porridge, feeling his heart full of questions. "If I ask you, you must be honest..."

Mu Amano looked incomprehensible, with innocent eyes.I have to say that this child is really good-looking, with bright eyes and white teeth, his eyes are as deep as a pool of water, and he looks affectionate and sincere to everyone.Stared at by those beautiful innocent eyes, Xiang Xiaolei almost forgot what he wanted to ask.

It is useless to look at me with such a white lotus.Xiang Xiaolei forced himself to come back to his senses, not to meet the eyes of this dead brat, so as not to be confused.He lowered his head slightly, looking at the tip of Mu Amano's nose.The nose is also high, straight and upright... Uh, that's not the point, the point is... He sat upright and put on a serious posture and asked the child: "What are you doing in the Forest of Ghosts?"

Mu Tianye actually lowered his head, looking aggrieved for doing something wrong, and whispered, "Brother, don't ask."

Actually hide it from me!Xiang Xiaolei was furious, the kid actually had something on his mind now, and kept it from him.He couldn't help but sternly said, "Do you still think I'm your brother?"

"Brother, don't be angry." Mu Tianye panicked when he saw him frowning, and his expression became even more pitiful, "I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would get angry."

"If you don't tell me, I'll be even angrier." Xiang Xiaolei seemed to be scolding.How do you protect minors if you don't understand the situation?

Mu Tianye raised his head and took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, "I'm going to breathe."

Xiang Xiaolei suspected that he had heard it wrong, "Breathing?"

"It's just inhaling and exhaling in that forest, inhaling and exhaling again." Explaining to Xiaolei, "I don't know why, as long as I breathe the air in the forest, I feel that my strength is getting stronger, as if my breath And the power is pouring out continuously. It feels very comfortable."

"I found it when I went hunting rhino horn yaks last time. After I found it, I wanted to breathe every day to make myself stronger." Xiang Xiaolei continued: "And there are all kinds of strange animals in that forest. Hit a dozen Practice your skills, you can make your fists and feet flexible."

It sounds like this... the miasma of the ghost forest is like... a thrill/stimulation/potion?