Wu Maxi stood leaning against the corner, staring at the door of Fanlou. His outline was sharp and cold, and his eyes were sunken. Under the weak side light, they looked like two bottomless black holes.
Sharp outlines and deep-set eye sockets are the two major features of the Wuma family's appearance. It can be seen from the map left by the Wuma family that as early as more than a thousand years ago, these ancestors of the Wuma family had this appearance.
The two facial features are already very obvious. After more than a thousand years of inheritance, they have not changed much.
At the same time, along with the appearance, the Wuma clan’s corpse-exorcism skills were also passed down.
As an ancient corpse exorcism family, the Wuma family has been engaged in the profession of corpse exorcism for thousands of years. As early as the history of the witchcraft moving westward thousands of years ago, the Wuma family can already be seen expelling corpses.
Already.
The branch Wuma Xi is on is a side branch of the Wuma family. A hundred years ago, after it was separated from the main branch of the Wuma family, it has always had a thin population, far less powerful than the main branch.
In a catastrophe eight years ago, all the main branches of the Wuma family were wiped out, and only this side branch was left to be passed down. And the only ones who inherited the lineage of the thousand-year-old family were Wuma Shu and his ten-year-old son Wuma Xi.
Two years later, Wuma Shu passed away, and Wuma Xi became the last member of this thousand-year-old corpse exorcism family.
The reason why Wu Ma Xi was standing here at this moment was also because of a corpse extermination business.
Around the end of June, Wu Maxi received a business in Luluo City in the east of Quzhen Kingdom. The deceased was an official in his sixties. He lost his son and grandson six months ago. The whole family died.
I was left alone. Before I died, I remembered an illegitimate son who was wandering away, so I entrusted the bank to remit all my family wealth, and also entrusted my remaining old bones to Wuma Xi to transport them with him. The destination was Wuma Xi.
Xiqu City where it is now.
Xiqu City is located in the west of Quzhen Kingdom. It is a famous city of Jing Xiu. The population in the city is mainly Jing Xiu and merchants. Jing Xiu are aggressive and barbaric, while the merchants are cunning. These two character traits also constitute the folk customs of Xiqu City.
Therefore, this city of realm cultivation also has another nickname - the barbaric city.
When Wu Maxi heard that the destination was Xiqu City, she knew that this business would be difficult to do, and it would be difficult to recover the remaining balance. The businessmen were stingy and would not give up a dime, and Xiqu City's cultivators were famous for their risking their lives.
, let alone a corpse. Using a corpse in exchange for money is a waste of money in their eyes.
But the conditions given by the official were extremely generous. The reward was two hundred gold coins, eighty in advance, and another one hundred and twenty gold coins to be paid on arrival. Two hundred gold coins is a sky-high price in the industry of exorcising corpses. For those who are in urgent need of money
For Wu Maxi, the money was enough to make him work hard, and there was no possibility of refusing.
So Wuma Xi drove the body with her body, traveled over mountains and ridges, and slept in the open air. It took half a year to finally arrive at this famous city of spiritual cultivation. After another day of hard work, she finally found the illegitimate son named Zhao Tieban.
Unfortunately, the expected situation happened. Zhao Tieban refused to recognize his father at all, and naturally refused to claim the body, and refused to pay the remaining balance. Wu Maxi was kicked from the courtyard after Wu Maxi struggled for a moment.
When I got outside the hospital, I lay on the ground for a long time, unable to move.
According to Wu Maxi's estimation, Zhao Tieban, who was able to kick someone so far, could only have cultivated in the Shape Controlling Realm.
Nowadays, the mainstream realm cultivation schools in Tianshu Continent only have three branches: celestial phenomena, shape control and witchcraft. People like Zhao Tieban who are good at physical strength and close combat are the characteristics of shape control realm cultivation.
Everything is expected.
According to the information gathered along the way, the debtor Zhao Tieban entered the double building in front of him. After a brief inquiry, he knew that this was a casino, and the backstage was the Ross Emperor Realm Cultivator, Xiqu
One of the three major realm cultivation groups in the city.
The current leader of Xiqu City is the Xiqu City Realm Cultivator Alliance, referred to as Xiqu Tuanlian. The leaders of the League are the three major realm cultivators, namely Chizun, Zi Se Youtong and Emperor Ross.
Therefore, Fanfanlou under the Ross Group has never dared to cause trouble, and occasionally even cheated customers.
People on Tianshu Continent generally believe that corpse chasers bring bad luck. There is a saying that after coming into contact with corpse chasers, you must take a bath with grapefruit leaves, otherwise you will be in bad luck, or at least lose your money.
In severe cases, life may be lost.
Precisely because of the bad reputation of ruining people's luck, corpse chasers never enter casinos. It is foreseeable that as soon as corpse chasers show up in casinos, both casinos and gamblers will risk their lives with him.
Waiting is the only solution Wu Ma Xi can think of.
The cold wind blows from the eaves and alleys, whistling, whistling, mixed with noisy and ethereal human voices, as well as some strange screams with different tunes and wanton and indulgent laughter. The voice of Xiqucheng Jingxiu is more like a wild beast.
beast.
Wuma Xi found a place to squat down, tightened her tight clothes, picked up a branch, and sketched it on the ground. A complex pattern gradually appeared on the ground, with rigorous structure and smooth and precise lines.
This is a structure in the ancestral artistic conception of the corpse-killing curse. For thousands of years, the Wuma family has relied on this artistic conception to support their family, and has built a reputation in the southwestern part of the mainland that is unlucky.
Wu Ma Xi has been using this artistic conception for nearly ten years. He has memorized every structure in the artistic conception by heart. There is no hesitation between turning his wrists. Several lines go hand in hand, and various precise turns and combinations appear in his writing.
, the structures on the ground are becoming more and more complex, which is a bit dazzling at first glance.
He is not reviewing the artistic conception structure, but conducting exercises and research on three-dimensional structure.
Three-dimensional structure is one of the basic courses of artistic conception studies. However, in recent years, this course has received less and less attention in the artistic conception circles, and its proportion in the courses of artistic conception colleges has also become smaller and smaller.
However, this course accounts for a large proportion of Wu Ma Xi's study, because he only has one textbook on artistic conception theory, "Analysis of Three-dimensional Structure". For Wu Ma Xi, who aspires to become a spiritual practitioner, this is
The only thing that could be grasped. For more than ten years, he had devoted all his free time besides practicing to this course.
The story told by his great-grandfather when he was a child gave Wu Maxi an unrealistic dream of practicing cultivation. For this dream, he worked hard as much as possible, took all the time to practice and study, and saved money as fast as he could.
But the threshold for Jingxiu is still too high for him. If you want to become a Jingxiu, the best way is to enter Yijing College. However, among the Yijing Colleges I have seen in the past few years, there are very few tuition fees lower than one thousand gold coins.
Far beyond Wuma Xi’s ability to pay.
Eight months ago, in Green City, Wuma Xi saw an Ivy League artistic conception academy, with a tuition fee of only four hundred gold coins. This was the least expensive artistic conception academy in Wuma Xi’s memory, and it was also the only one that Wuma Xi could possibly afford.
The artistic conception academy. Unfortunately, Wu Ma Xi only had 280 gold coins in her arms at that time.
That night, Wu Ma Xi wandered around the entrance of the college all night, and then started to take jobs like crazy. Then she came to Xiqu City because of this order, and then Zhao Tieban defaulted on the balance payment, and finally followed her helplessly outside Fanfan Building.
, squatting on the ground and drawing circles.
With the thumb as the center of the circle, a standard arc is drawn on the branch. Then with a flip of the wrist, the branch suddenly turns upward, picking out a sharp arc hook. A complex structure is now drawn, and the overall shape looks like a handle.
Silk braided sickle.
Then, Wu Maxi began to analyze the lines on the ground, analyzing the trajectory of each line, the relative distance and changes between each line. One formula after another appeared on the ground, and he occasionally paused to think for a while.
Erase some wrong ideas, start new derivation, and soon devote yourself to it wholeheartedly.
As I concentrated on my research, time flew by quickly.
The night gradually became darker, the voices of people gradually faded away, and only the cold wind howled by with the message of heavy snow.
"Snapped!"
A crisp sound sounded in front of the door of Fanfanlou, waking up Wu Maxi who was immersed in research. He raised his head and saw Zhao Tieban standing outside the door of Fanfanlou, his right palm pressing on the head of a stone lion.
, chest heaving. One of b ren. In other words, Wu Maxi waited for the final payment in the middle of the night, and basically had no hope.
One hundred and twenty gold coins!
Waves of physical pain caused Wu Ma Xi to completely withdraw from research. Originally, including these one hundred and twenty gold coins, he could save enough for tuition, but this came to nothing. Wu Ma Xi sighed,
I wiped off the graphics on the ground with my feet and was ready to leave.
"You bastard, it's you!" Zhao Tieban's voice came from behind, mixed with a bit of anger and resentment.
Wuma Xi turned around and saw Zhao Tieban standing under the lantern, with a ferocious face, and his angry eyes had fallen on Wuma Xi. It didn't take much to think about it, but what the anxious Zhao Tieban needed now was someone.
A punching bag, no matter how you look at it, Wu Ma Xi fits the role of a punching bag.
Being a corpse chaser is an identity that easily arouses hatred. Over the years, Wu Maxi has traveled around the country with this identity, and getting beaten has become a habit. He has silently prepared himself for the upcoming beating.
Zhao Tieban accelerated his mood, rushed over like a wild beast, and kicked Wu Ma Xi in the chest. Wu Ma Xi fell down, and then curled up into a ball on the ground, protecting the vital parts of his body with his hands. This
It’s the beating experience accumulated over more than ten years.
"I said why I lost so quickly, it turned out to be because of you, a corpse puppet." Zhao Tieban scolded in a rhythmic manner, but his fists and kicks had no rhythm at all. He did not use the power of artistic conception, but as a Shape Controlling Realm cultivator
, Years and months of practice have already made his body as strong as steel. Every time he stepped down, Wu Ma Xi felt like he was being trampled by a bull, and even his internal organs were about to be trampled out.
After a series of punches and kicks, Zhao Tieban grabbed Wuma Xi's hair, lifted him up from the ground, and kicked him out.
"You bastard, you've got some tricks up your sleeve." Wu Ma Xi fell to the ground and suddenly remembered this sentence.
There once was an old liar. After being beaten, he drank and complained to him. He suddenly said this sentence, which made Wuma Xi, who was full of sympathy at the time, couldn't help but laugh. It was his turn to be beaten like this, and he realized that this kind of thing was not funny at all. Wuma Xi
Xi moved her hands up to protect her head.
Zhao Tieban caught up two steps and kicked Wuma Xi twice. He wanted to grab Wuma Xi's hair, but it was already covered. He was so anxious that he couldn't do it, so he had to grab the clothes, lift them up, and kick him again.
Kicked out.
"Tsk!"
A series of "ding, ding" sounds came in his ears, which was the sound of gold coins falling to the ground. They were as dense as raindrops. It seemed that every sound struck Wuma Xi's heart, causing his heartbeat to become a little confused.
There were a total of 350 gold sewn into Wuma Xi's clothes, which was all his savings. If there is anything more important than Wuma Xi's life at this stage, it is these gold coins.
His face turned pale instantly, he glanced at the gold coins on the ground, then raised his head and stared at Zhao Tieban closely.
Zhao Tieban was a little shocked, and then he was ecstatic. Getting such a result from beating someone should be regarded as an unexpected surprise anyway. He rolled up his sleeves and started to clean up.
Wuma Xi rushed forward without knowing whether to live or die, and was immediately kicked away. This kick was as fast as lightning, accelerating three times in a row in the air. It was exactly the form-controlling artistic conception that is very popular in the world of realm cultivation - overlapping waves.
It is said that when this artistic conception is practiced to a high level, it can be stacked seven times in a row in the air, with the force of thunder, and the force is enough to kick the city wall into pieces.
Zhao Tieban obviously didn't practice well enough, so Wu Maxi was kicked half to death and was thrown motionless at the foot of the wall.
Wu Ma Xi seemed to have been shattered all over, and her breath was stuck in her chest. It took her a long time to recover. Looking at Zhao Tieban who was lying on the ground and looting, she was filled with anger and anger. She hurriedly made up a conception of a corpse-killing curse.
The corpse next to him suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Zhao Tieban.
The corpse was brave and fearless, and soon became entangled with Zhao Tieban, tearing Zhao Tieban's clothes tightly.
Zhao Tieban immediately weaved an artistic conception of opening a mountain, turned his palm like a fan, and slapped the corpse on the chest. The corpse immediately flew away, and it leaned limply against the wall. Half of the clothes torn from Zhao Tieban followed closely.
Fall down and cover its head.
Wu Maxi tried to drive it with a corpse exorcism spell, but the corpse showed no response. It was obvious that its spine had been broken.
Zhao Tieban was half naked and packed up the gold coins on the ground. He didn't count them in detail. He weighed them with his hands. He was satisfied with the weight of the gold coins. He turned around and looked at the tattered pieces hanging on Wuma Xi's waist.
He walked over and pulled off his clothes. Sure enough, he found a few remaining gold coins inside. He put them into his arms and turned around to walk towards Fanfanlou. Suddenly, a hand touched the ankle of his right foot.
Pulling him, Zhao Tieban was a little impatient and stomped down hard, "Crack!" The sound of broken arm bones was very clean and was not accompanied by screams. Zhao Tieban didn't take it seriously and touched his arms.
Full of gold coins, he strode towards Fanfanlou.
Wu Maxi looked at his back as he walked into Fanfanlou, his eyes full of resentment. Those gold coins were his hard work for more than ten years, and all his dreams of cultivation depended on those gold coins. He sat for a long time, and his body was shaking badly.
When I raised my left hand, it was limp and powerless. There was no doubt that the arm was broken.
After looking around the messy scene, there were scattered pieces of garbage. Zhao Tieban's father was leaning against the wall crookedly, his face covered with half of his son's clothes.
Wu Maxi looked at the figure who had been with her for nearly half a year, and didn't know whether to hate or be angry. She had worked so hard for more than ten years, but she was instantly knocked back to the starting point by the father and son.
With a sad smile on his face, he kicked the corpse to the ground.
"Ta." A small stone bar fell to the ground, showing a little purple color in the dim light, as crystal clear and attractive as purple jade.dd