In the black market, the Taoist priest carefully handed a small bloody flag to Luo Qing.
There was a smile on Luo Qing's face. He could find one in one day. This was quite efficient. After all, evil spirits were becoming increasingly rare.
He no longer expects to be able to collect the full back picture of a hundred ghosts.
"Well done, keep up the good work." Luo Qing encouraged him and took out a crumpled book from his pocket. On the cover were six crooked characters: Formation Introductory Manual.
The Taoist priest took the book from Luo Qing with excitement on his face (?????). Slowly, his expression became weird (._.), and finally became aggrieved (?_?
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"Senior...Senior, are you sure this is...an ancient book?" the Taoist priest asked weakly. Looking at the elementary school student's dog-like handwriting, he began to doubt his life.
Was there this way of naming and this kind of handwriting that was so bad that it was unreadable in ancient times?
"Um, you can just take a look at it, I copied it when I was eleven years old." Luo Qing hesitated, recalling that he forcibly wrote ugly handwriting in order not to make Daolong suspicious.
Thinking of those warm scenes, Luo Qing smiled and said, "Why, you still want the original copy?"
When the Taoist priest heard this, he immediately became serious. He combed through the wrinkled notebook again and again, racking his brains to think of adjectives: "I don't dare, I don't dare. The font is clear and graceful. I can see the momentum of a master of magic skills at a glance.
I like it very much."
Luo Qing's mouth twitched, where is your conscience?
"Then let's do it. There aren't many people with this kind of font. It will be much better in the future. Work hard and I won't treat you badly." Luo Qing patted the Taoist priest's shoulder, and his body transformed into water and disappeared instantly.
Looking at the place where Luo Qing disappeared, the Taoist sighed deeply and opened the crumpled introductory manual on formation in his hand. The corner of his mouth suddenly twitched.
I couldn't help but turn my head and look at the bright moon outside the window, silently concentrating... What does the first character say?
It took a long time, until he felt like he was suddenly blinded by the wind and sand. He couldn't help but take out his phone and call his assistant.
"Hey, help me with two translations..."
"As for what language..." The Taoist priest looked at the book and said in a difficult tone: "A child of about ten years old can understand Chinese characters..."
After hanging up the phone, the Taoist priest's reddish eyes still shed two drops of crystal water. Mad, I'm so wronged. It's obvious that so much strength has been wasted. Tool people have no human rights, right?
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Cliff, castle.
Luo Qing couldn't wait to take out the small blood-colored flag, then broke it and clicked.
A cold aura instantly filled the castle, and a figure with a tattered body appeared in front of you.
Different from Xiao Shui's slight struggle when he appeared, this evil spirit shrank into a ball as soon as it appeared, looking at Luo Qing in fear, looking weak and helpless.
Luo Qing paused, the water vapor on his body disappeared, and he frowned at the evil spirit in front of him.
He flipped through the vast amount of knowledge in his mind and found out about the relationship between high-level evil spirits and ordinary evil spirits.
Um...
Luo Qing was stunned again. Was this... a direct order? Are the classes among evil spirits that serious?
"Come here?" Luo Qing ordered lightly.
The shivering evil spirit paused for a moment, then approached in a daze. It had no consciousness, only the instinct of fear and obedience.
Perhaps the unactivated high-level evil spirits are just attracted to these evil spirits, but now Luo Qing's orders are absolute to them, and even if they are allowed to rush into the temple, they will not hesitate at all.
Luo Qing looked at the evil spirit carefully. There were holes all over its body, some of which looked like... gunshot wounds?
Was this... shot by a machine gun? So exaggerated?
Luo Qing frowned. In this era, there are very few machine guns among civilians. Well... well this is the United States, so that's fine.
Xiao Shui drowned. With the ability to control water, will there be an evil version of the machine gun?
Luo Qing was a little hopeful. He stretched out a hand and said lightly: "Follow me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the evil spirit in front of him struggled for a moment, and then the mythical light printed an evil spirit tattoo on Luo Qing's palm.
Then the tattoo went all the way up, and finally stopped next to Xiao Shui, becoming Luo Qing's second ability.
After feeling it for a while, Luo Qing walked out of the castle excitedly and began to check out the new abilities.
In addition to the virtualization, evil vision, floating, and evil perception common to evil spirits, there is another ability.
Luo Qing tried to trigger it, and a palm-sized black hole appeared in front of him.
Um...
Luo Qing was a little confused. Isn't this... the killing rules based on the way the evil spirits died?
For example, Xiao Shui, as long as someone comes into contact with the water within her range of perception, she will go to that person and drag the person down to drown.
She can also transform into water and melt into the water, disappearing from people's sight.
If nothing else, this guy who was shot by a machine gun should at least have a pistol, right? What is this black hole?
Luo Qing looked at it carefully, summoned the new evil spirit on his back, and asked him to use this thing.
The evil spirit stared blankly at Luo Qing, clawed his hand into it, then slowly pulled his hand out, and finally stared blankly at Luo Qing without moving.
"Um, what are you doing?" Luo Qing wanted to type a question, but he didn't have a keyboard in his hand. He was very speechless. He felt like he had picked up a piece of trash this time.
The evil spirit continued to stare blankly at Luo Qing.
Just when Luo Qing was a little disappointed and wanted to take it back, it moved, leading Luo Qing forward staggeringly step by step, and finally stopped in front of a crooked tree.
Luo Qing followed him speechlessly. The next moment, his eyes straightened, ah...
This, this, this... I found a treasure!
Under the illumination of the moonlight, I don’t know when there was an extra paw print on the surface of this hard tree?
Space ability?
So rare? Ah this...
Luo Qing didn't believe it. He grabbed the evil spirit's hand and put it on the big tree... It fit perfectly!
Luo Qing looked at the tattered evil spirit, and then at the claws on the book.
The surprise came too suddenly, and he was still a little overwhelmed.
Could it be that the rules of evil spirits cannot understand the distance of the gun, and only know that it is a long-range launcher, so they simply gave this method of long-range attack?
After a long silence, Luo Qing waved the evil spirit back and turned it into a tattoo on his back. He decided that from now on the evil spirit would be welded to his back and he would not risk being killed if he came out.
"Since you were killed by a gun, let's call you Xiaoqiang from now on." Luo Qing murmured and nodded with satisfaction. It's very reasonable, isn't it?
Those drowned in water are called Xiao Shui, and those killed by guns are called Xiao Qiang. I am really a genius at naming.
Luo Qing trotted back to the castle happily. Although this ability can open a small black hole as big as a palm, the effect is not small. He needs to study the use of this ability.