The head of the He family fled back to the cellar of the He house in panic. His wife, children and children watched helplessly as the head of the He family returned empty-handed, feeling more disappointed than worried.
The head of the He family told his family about what he had experienced outside. After hearing this, the family was horrified on the surface, but in reality they were doubtful. The family once again fell into despair.
After all, the youngest son couldn't survive and died of illness within a few days. The head of the He family, who had eaten pickles for several days, now couldn't even eat pickles. The extreme hunger continued to erode his consciousness.
While several people were sleeping, the head of the He family went to the latrine where the corpses were stored. When he ate his youngest son until half of his body was left, he woke up, beat his chest and feet, beat and cursed himself.
The movement in the latrine woke up the others, except for the stupid and bedridden ancestor of the He family. They all dragged their frail bodies to check the situation. They were all frightened by the head of the He family who looked like a crazy man with blood in his mouth. After another look
The little guy, with only half his body left, immediately understood what was going on.
The grandmother of the He family drove away to the west of Hexi before she could even hang up. The wife of the He family came forward to fight with the head of the He family, crying. The head of the He family first allowed his wife to beat and scold him, but his wife's hateful and heart-wrenching words once again drove her crazy.
, how could the wife of the housekeeper, who had no strength to restrain a chicken, be his opponent? She was grabbed by the throat in just a few moments.
The eldest daughter was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground. She was stunned for a long time before she mustered up the courage to step forward to save her mother. However, it was too late. The wife of the family had already passed away. The head of the He family stared at the approaching man with his red eyes.
The daughter, dodging the earthen pot thrown by the eldest daughter, flew towards the eldest daughter and strangled her. In the end, even the stupid old father who was bedridden could not escape the disaster.
After calming down, the head of the He family knew that he had sinned deeply, but he did not have the courage to hang himself. The seeds of sin had taken root in his heart. When he was extremely hungry, he ran frantically to the latrine to drink blood.
Lin Chuan was horrified by what he saw, thinking that the tiger's venom can't even eat its seeds. This head of the He family is really a beast that has lost all humanity and is morally corrupt.
As the book goes further back, the writing becomes weaker and weaker. It seems that the head of the He family has lost his strength. In the end, he just begged someone to find a feng shui treasure for his family and build a burial mound for the sake of the treasure in the box to comfort the souls of his wife, children, old and young children.
Lin Chuan took out the small wooden box from the box. This object should be the treasure mentioned by the head of the He family.
Opening the wooden box, there was something in the shape of a wristband lying inside. Lin Chuan picked it up and looked at it carefully when he got in front of him.
If it were as hard as gold and iron, it would be no more than two inches wide, just enough to protect the wrist.
Lin Chuan easily put it on his left wrist. He took out the golden hairpin with his right hand and stabbed it at the wrist guard. He bounced the hairpin away with a "clang" sound. His left wrist was only slightly numb, and the force he received could not be dissipated by the wrist guard.
A few years later, densely packed crane-shaped inscriptions appeared on the wristband. After the inscriptions disappeared, the surface was as smooth as before, without any traces.
Lin Chuan rolled his eyes, and slowly brought the tip of the gold hairpin close to the wrist guard, and pierced it little by little. As expected, the wrist guard was dug deeply by it. Lin Chuan only stopped after feeling pain, and saw the crane on the wrist guard.
The shape of the runes circulated, and the punctured position slowly rose, returning to its original state in a moment.
What a guy! He is actually a treasure who can take soft things rather than hard things! Judging from the glimmer of light, it is probably at least a mid-grade spiritual weapon. He will wait until he reaches the Mysterious Realm to measure its grade. Lin Chuan is very happy.
, give it the name Crane Wrist.
Lin Chuan took out the cloth handkerchief that was placed in the box. The cloth handkerchief was made of five pieces of rags. The rags were of different colors and materials. They were cut from the clothes worn by the whole family, except for the clothes worn by the head of the He family.
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Poor needlework at the seams, I guess.
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It came from the hands of the head of the He family. Lin Chuan couldn't tell how he felt. He could only think that it was fate that caused him to be born at the wrong time, so he put the cloth into his sleeve.
Looking around and finding nothing else, Lin Chuan planned to go up to the bottom of the tunnel, but when he looked up, he couldn't see any light. Lin Chuan thought it shouldn't be possible. Could it be that the moon outside the seal was obscured by dark clouds? He called Lan Yin softly.
Son, but didn't get any response.
In desperation, Lin Chuan had no choice but to climb up, and finally reached the top, only to find that the exit above was blocked. Lin Chuan was startled, wondering if something had happened above.
Lin Chuan touched the seal, knocked it lightly, and felt relieved. Fortunately, it was not the thick rock slab, but just a wooden cabinet. Just in case, Lin Chuan was about to put his ear to the bottom of the cabinet to listen.
Is there any unusual movement on it? But as soon as I put my ear to it, I heard a "bang".
The wooden cabinet was shattered by a strong blast, and splinters of wood flew into Lin Chuan's face.
Lin Chuan was so frightened that he almost fell down. He held his feet apart on the two walls and squinted his eyes as he looked above.
After a while, a dark head appeared in Lin Chuan's field of vision. Lin Chuan flicked his wrist and shot the gold hairpin at the person.
The visitor was caught off guard and was pierced in the face by a golden hairpin. Lin Chuan saw that the blow was successful, he kicked hard and jumped out of the tunnel. He drank blood and the long sword was unsheathed with a "clop", accompanied by a deep dragon roar.
I didn't take a close look just now, but now that I'm taking a closer look, I'm inevitably shocked, what is this?!
The black figure was so blurry that only the outline could be seen clearly. One hand was pulling out a golden hairpin, and the other hand was holding a ghost-headed sword. The blade was glowing with light. It must be a high-grade spiritual weapon.
Lin Chuan took a breath, could this be the legendary ghost?! He could actually use spiritual weapons! Then he looked at the ghost in front of him warily.
The ghost pulled out the golden hairpin and threw it at Lin Chuan's feet. Lin Chuan's eyes widened and he thought to himself, "What does this mean? If you are not satisfied with it, do you want to do it again? Is there such a request?!"
"Watch your back!"
Hearing this, Lin Chuan rolled forward without hesitation and picked up the golden hairpin on the ground. With a "clang" sound, Lin Chuan turned his head and looked around. The rock slab he was just on was split into two halves by a giant axe.
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If it hadn't been for Lan Yin'er's reminder just now, he would have been the one to be split in half. Lin Chuan felt a lingering fear in his heart and a chill on his spine. Fortunately, he didn't bend down to pick up the hairpin, otherwise he would have fallen into a trap.
The owner of the giant ax was also a vague figure. These figures did not have any spiritual power fluctuations, but their speed and strength were as strong as the Xuanling Realm. It was really weird. Lin Chuan looked at Lan Yin'er's position, but there was no one there, only five or six.
The ghost slashed wildly at the air.
Lin Chuan was worried when he saw it, but when he saw that there was no blood stain on the ground, he felt relieved. He thought that Lan Yin'er had escaped, but another ghost came to his side. Lin Chuan complained incessantly. These guys have certain intelligence.
They were babbling to each other, actually shrinking the battlefield and forcing themselves back into the corner.
Lin Chuan swallowed his saliva and made a feint of a knife, scaring away the ghost demon beside him, and then took the opportunity to move to the window. The three ghost demons seemed to have seen Lin Chuan's intention, and they immediately rushed forward and struck with both swords.
The ax struck Lin Chuan at the same time.
The five ghosts outside the window were also attracted by Lin Chuan and attacked Lin Chuan crazily. Lin Chuan flipped out of the window and advanced instead of retreating, facing the five ghosts.
Lin Chuan jumped up, spinning his body, and moved his knife with everyone, like a bloody top twisting towards the five ghosts. This was a move he often used on the battlefield. He used this move to break through a large army formation, and he was invincible.
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While the Five Ghost Demons were dodging, they swung their weapons to slash at Lin Chuan. The blades were bounced off by the spinning blood knives. Lin Chuan jumped onto the roof without stopping, and with one return saber shot down the Ghost Demon flying behind him, and turned around.
Just run.
While jumping around, he not only failed to get rid of the ghosts behind him, but also attracted more ghosts. As far as the eye could see, there were as many as a hundred.
In front of him was the base of the city wall. Lin Chuan turned around and glanced at the vast army of ghosts and demons. He thought to himself that he had not seen any of them when he came. Why was it like poking a hornet's nest at this time? There was no way ahead and there were pursuers behind.
It seems that the only option is to fight to the death, maybe we will have to deal with it today.
"Yin'er, please don't come to save me! Jiaodu, Lin Chuan respects you as a man! I will sleep here with you today!" Lin Chuan said loudly.
Little did they know that the moment the alchemy furnace exploded, the sleeping ghosts in Danxun City were awakened. Hundreds of ghosts floated towards the inner city. The inner city has special restrictions. The ghosts were afraid of the restrictions in the inner city and could only dare to attack in the inner city.
Wandering around, until people in the inner city couldn't get out, they started wandering around.
When Lin Chuan opened the He Mansion's mechanism, he alerted the ghosts wandering nearby. Thanks to Lan Yin'er, he sealed the entrance to the cellar, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
Lin Chuan ran upwards along the inner wall of the seal. The adhesion under his feet was gradually weakening, and he would slide down after a few steps. The ghosts under his feet also floated with him. Although they were not floating as fast as they were underground, they didn't have to.
With the help of strength, you can really fly in the air.
With a sudden kick of his feet, Lin Chuan rolled around in the air, preparing to swoop down into the crowd of ghosts and fight to the death. The bandage on his right hand slipped away, revealing a ghost hand.
During the somersault, Lin Chuan suddenly smelled the faint fragrance of orchids, and then the wrist wielding the knife was held by a soft little hand. His figure flashed a few times and then disappeared out of thin air.
The tens of thousands of onlookers outside the seal and the four emperors on the city wall were dumbfounded. They all thought that the boy was going to be buried among the ghosts, but unexpectedly he suddenly disappeared.
The wealthy guests from Bahuang started talking about it again.
"The little cousin of the silver-haired boy is really a man. He has the courage to fight his way into the siege when being chased by so many ghosts!"
"Bullshit! If you are forced into a desperate situation and don't give it a try, you can still sit back and wait for death!"
"If it were his cousin, he would have been so scared that he would wet his pants!"
"Did that boy get saved by that girl in the end?"
"Who else could she be if she wasn't that girl? I saw her fighting eight ghosts with ease earlier. Alas... that kid really held me back!"
"It's hard to say, maybe he can really defeat one against a hundred!" A young man in Jinyi nearby said angrily. From Linchuan fighting with ghosts to Linchuan about to turn over and become a hundred evils, the young man in Jinyi watched with excitement.
, so he spoke out to support Lin Chuan.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of sneers around him, sneering at the young man in robes for his shallow experience in the world and his inability to tell the depth of his opponent's strength.
The scene of Lin Chuan's near miss was right in front of Southern Emperor Shen Tu Xiu. The moment Shen Tu Xiu saw Lin Chuan's eyes, Shen Tu Xiu's pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart skipped a beat. He was so familiar with these eyes, and
Lin Chuan's mother-in-law looked exactly the same, but there was more perseverance and determination in her eyes that he had never seen before.
Shen Tuchuan! Gu’s eldest son... is still alive! After the shock, Shen Tuxiu had mixed feelings.
Sensing Yin Huan's gaze, Nanhuang immediately restrained himself and looked back. Yin Huan immediately lowered his head and did not dare to do anything more.