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Chapter 130 Transformation(1/2)

Ji Que knew that Chen Laoshi was very strong, and he also guessed that the other party should have some means to deal with this spider spirit, but he did not expect it to be this way.

This method of killing the enemy is quite similar to the advanced Seven Injury Fist. When activated, it can be said to "injure the enemy a thousand times and damage yourself a thousand times."

But you can't say it's not strong, you can even say it's very strong.

In duels between masters, one mistake can often determine life or death.

Chen Laoshi's method of "doing what he preaches", although there will be backlash, can to a certain extent take advantage of the enemy's opportunities.

The spider spirit just now was caught in a flaw by him, and he couldn't die anymore.

The spider spirit exploded, along with the demon elixir. It can be said that the entire temple was filled with the remains of the spider spirit, so much so that the Guanyin statue was covered with a layer of "blood paint", making it look quite ferocious.

Of course, Chen Laoshi didn't look well either. His mouth was swollen like a sausage, his leg was broken, and his heart ached.

In order to determine the location of the Spider Fairy Pill, his heart was stretched for a while.

After that, Ji Que first helped him reattach his broken leg, then wrapped him in Tai Chi and left there.

It wasn't until he soaked comfortably in the hot spring again that Chen Laoshi completely relaxed.

In the hot spring water, Chen Laoshi looked at Ji Que and muttered, "I know who I should fuck next?"

Ji Que blinked and asked doubtfully: "What's next?"

Chen Laoshi said seriously: "This spider spirit is gone, we have to start the next one, right?"

Ji Que looked at his swollen sausage mouth and said, "Are you trying so hard?"

Chen Cheng said: "Young men, only those who love to fight will win."

Ji Que said, "Don't you want to recuperate?"

Chen Laoshi spread his hands and said: "How big an injury is this? My natal Taoist method is called 'turning a deer into a horse'. When I first understood it, I was quite uncomfortable because of the backlash. As a result, later,

I discovered that this kind of thing can actually become addictive."

"Addicted?"

"Yes, the harder and more severe the blow to the body, the more comfortable it will feel. Sometimes you can't help but want to give it to yourself. I guess this is a new and wonderful use of my method.

." Chen Laoshi talked eloquently.

Ji Que wanted to speak but stopped.

He couldn't say to the old man, "Dear Sir, in fact, this may not be a magical effect, but you just like it. In medicine, it's called 'trembling'." Can he?

The more Chen Laoshi looked at Ji Que, the more he admired it. He couldn't help but mention it again: "Really, this technique is actually more enjoyable as you get to the later stages. You really don't want to learn it, my descendant?"

Ji Que quickly shook his head and said, "The juniors are really not as talented as the seniors."

After that, Ji Que and Chen Laoshi returned home in triumph, at the end of winter.

Chen Laoshi really worked hard. Anyway, when Ji Que went back for vacation, Chen Laoshi had to go to the next destination in a wheelchair.

Ji Que looked at the other person's leaving figure and couldn't help but sigh: "Are there not many normal people like me these days?"

He always had a feeling that in this world, no one without a pervert would be able to practice magic.

The spider spirit was dead and the death threat was ineffective. Ji Que felt a lot more relaxed.

He embarked on the journey home with brisk steps.

He likes money and making money, but he also likes to rest and enjoy.

This year it can be said that I have been working hard throughout the Chinese New Year, and it is time to relax and unwind.

Ji Que walked back home with brisk steps, probably because a good mood brought good luck. This time he didn't even encounter two lumps of dog poop.

It can be seen that when you meet the snake spirit, the spider will be unlucky. After that, the bad luck should temporarily subside for a period of time to achieve some kind of dynamic balance.

As a result, on the way home, Ji Que suddenly found a group of people watching the excitement on a slightly higher slope.

They stood there, stretching their necks like ducks, smiling happily and talking among themselves.

Ji Que also liked watching the fun, so he stretched his neck and joined in.

"What's wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

Ji Que asked skillfully.

A young woman next to him saw his handsome appearance and said, "Shuiliu Lane is flooded."

"Ah, some alleys are flooded?" Ji Que said with a confused look on his face.

Wow, it's flooded this winter, why does it sound less reliable than my water house?

A man marveled and said: "In the past, even if Shuiliu Lane was flooded, it was only in the summer. I didn't expect that it would be in trouble this winter."

"What a pity. It's such a cold day and everything is going to be soaked. Where can I go to hide from the disaster?"

Ji Que thought of something and asked in confusion: "Wait a minute, which lane is my house in, Linshui Lane?"

At this time, the man next to him cast a surprised look and said, "Isn't Linshui Lane the same as Shuiliu Lane?"

"Depend on!"

Ji Que suddenly shouted loudly, startling the people around him.

I saw him hurriedly pushing through the crowd and running towards home.

People were already talking about it on the road, and when he saw his water house soaked in water, he almost shed tears.

The house is flooded in the fucking winter?

Ji Que opened the door in a panic, walked in, and found that the water was almost waist deep.

Lin Xiangzhi was pulling some wet clothes and putting them on the roof, while some porcelain bowls and pans were floating on the water.

Seeing that he was back, Lin Xiangzhi said excitedly: "You are back! This year is really weird. There are floods in the middle of the night in the winter."

Immediately, she looked at Ji Que's blank expression and quickly explained: "You can't blame me this time, I have a good guard, no mice dare to come, but three banknotes were still washed away and can't be found.

"

"Not much, not much, only four hundred taels of silver." Lin Xiangzhi comforted.

With a bang, Ji Que half-knelt on the ground, and the water almost flooded his head.

He originally wanted to shout "No!" to vent his grief, but found that there was no snow falling in the sky and it didn't suit the occasion, so he didn't do that.

Afterwards, he floated on the water like a floating corpse, looking helpless.

Lin Xiangzhi saw this and said, "Okay, it's just a few hundred taels of silver. Look at these pictures, I fished them out for you by diving."

Ji Que was still floating there, murmuring: "I was wrong, I was really wrong, I shouldn't have come from the beginning. If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have made so much money. I wouldn't have made so much money.

Even if I don’t have money, I won’t buy this water house. If I don’t buy this water house, there will be no mouse holes and there will be no rising water. Then I won’t be so sad..."

After that, he muttered like Tang Monk again, which made Lin Xiangzhi's head hurt.

"Besides, let's take all these pictures of yours and feed them to the fish."

"What! These are the only ones I have!"

Ji Que jumped up like a carp and jumped onto the roof like a carp leaping through a dragon's gate.

...

It is a normal occurrence in Linshui Lane that houses will be flooded, but this year it was unprecedentedly flooded in winter, and it suddenly became a gossip among residents in this area after dinner.

However, the flood did not last long and receded after two days, leaving Ji Que's courtyard in a mess.

Ji Que looked at the disaster scene in the room and couldn't help but said heartbroken: "What a bad luck."

Lin Xiangzhi couldn't help but said: "You shouldn't have been greedy in the first place."

Ji Que said: "That's not because the broker and the landlord were deceiving people. I thought it was a haunted house, but it turned out to be a dirty house."

Lin Xiangzhi added: "In fact, it is also a haunted house."

"Oh, it seems so." Ji Que said.

At this time, he remembered the body that had fallen into the cellar without anyone noticing.

Ji Que looked at this scene and couldn't help but said: "If I have money, I will definitely buy a house that will not be flooded."

"No, two sets!"

Lin Xiangzhi rolled her eyes and responded: "What an ambition."

As a result, as he was talking, he heard Chen Zhu's voice coming from far away - "Brother Ji, Brother Ji, a happy event is coming! A happy event is coming!".

As a result, Chen Zhu, Wang Hua and Monk Lingyu were stunned as soon as they stepped into the courtyard gate.

Wang Hua hesitated: "Why does it look like there has been a flood?"

Ji Que had a dead look on his face and said, "It's not like it, it's just that it happened just now."

Master Lingyu was worthy of being the gentlest person here, and quickly comforted him: "Amitabha, my benefactor's condolences."

Chen Zhu complained: "Brother Ji, this house is going to be flooded, why don't you find another place to live? I think the real house near the river is good. I haven't heard of it being flooded in so many years."
To be continued...
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