Minglong

Chapter 80 Isn’t this weird?

Three o'clock in the morning.

A silver moon hung in the sky, and the long bluestone street was bathed in a pale moonlight. A night watchman walked through the alleyway, carrying a gong, which sounded a gentle melody of one fast note and four slow notes:

“Boom~Boom…”

Deep in the dark alley is the Wu family residence.

The house was dark. The gray-haired Wu Su sat behind a nanmu desk, his hands on his forehead. The corners of his eyes, which were full of crow's feet, showed a deep torment.

Last time in the Corpse Cave, after Lin Wanyi obtained a drop of Xie Jinhuan's blood, she felt a sense of comfort and pleasure all over her body, and even wanted to do it a few more times. This feeling is actually the characteristic of the demonic technique:
Thirst for blood!

Wu Su was the same, even worse.

The core of the demon way is to follow one's nature, to benefit oneself and to take advantage of others, and to practice whatever technique feels good. After entering the stage of 'indulgent desires', even every practice will make the body and mind fall into bliss, making people eagerly look forward to the next time.

As a spiritual practice, this feeling will not make the practitioner physically addicted, but the "mental addiction" cannot be eradicated:
Easily gain the spiritual power that others can only obtain after years of hard work...

The more lawless you are, the faster you grow...

There are no shackles of law, morality, doctrine, ethics, etc.

Once you experience this feeling a few times, no one can endure the cage of reality anymore. This is also the motivation that drives the demons to climb up at all costs.

Taking blood essence can also quench the thirst for blood, but the feeling is just like Mr. Horn. It can bring pleasure, but it is far less real and intense than a real person.

Wu Su was originally just an ordinary antique dealer. When he was in his thirties, he received a Five Elements Seal and became a monk. It took him nearly twenty years to finally step into the sixth level of Taoism.

Realizing that it would be difficult to make any further progress in this life, he began to study the demon manuals he had found over the years and take demon-transforming pills. As a result, it only took him three years to advance from the sixth rank to the fourth rank.

At first he didn't dare to kill anyone, but after mastering the 'art of seizing essence', he could no longer make any progress. He could no longer bear it, and at the beginning of the year he tried to suck all the essence out of a living person for the first time, and things got out of control from then on!
He was extremely restrained and continued to practice with the Demon-Transforming Pill 90% of the time.

But if he let loose and massacred cities and looted villages, he was sure that he could reach the top of the mountain in a short time, or even become a god like the national teacher Lu Wuzhen, and he would no longer have to spend a single ounce of silver to search for medicinal herbs.

But why is it that in this world there are three religions and hundreds of schools of thought, there are imperial laws, and there are so many righteous heroes who love to meddle in other people's affairs...

Wu Su really wanted to let loose completely, to try how fast he could grow by sucking the essence and blood of a master, and to try how refreshing it would be to use those fairies and heroines that he had only heard of in legends as a cauldron.

But the reality full of rules and regulations forced him to live like a sewer rat. Even when he met an ordinary official who could turn into ashes in the blink of an eye, he had to lower his head and walk around him!

Wu Su knew that the court had begun a strict investigation, so he scratched his forehead tightly and resisted the urge to sneak out and kill another person.

But there seemed to be a devil hidden in his heart, reminding him all the time:
You have a magical object in your hand, no one can find you...

Killing an ordinary person is fine, quick and easy...

After practicing martial arts for a lifetime, how can I live such a pathetic life...

After struggling with this for an unknown amount of time, the sound of a night watchman suddenly came from the alley outside:
“Boom~Boom…”

A faint light also appeared on the nanmu table top.

Wu Su suddenly woke up, and looked at the seal in front of him with bloodshot eyes.

The seal was the size of a palm, with a Huang Lin engraved on it. The overall texture was like topaz, but at this moment, Huang Lin's eyes were gleaming faintly.

Wu Su picked up the Huang Lin Seal and poured his Qi into it. Huang Lin's eyes then cast several spots of light on the table and moved slowly.

Wu Su had obtained the Huanglin Seal for more than twenty years. He knew that the seal contained a rare "Magnetic Gold Curse" that could detect hidden treasures. He also used the magical instruments and weapons that cultivators must carry to infer the location of the master.

The spots of light that appeared at this time were black and blue. They were probably magical instruments related to water and wood. It looked like there were more than one...

Could it be a patrolling immortal officer...

Wu Su frowned secretly and was observing the movement of the light spots. He found that several light spots were actually moving towards Huang Linyin!
? !
Wu Su had been cautious for many years, but this was the first time he had encountered such a situation. Knowing that his location had been captured by an expert, he felt terrified. Without hesitation, he grabbed his usual bag and rushed to the door...
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The silver moon was in the sky, and the night watchman was holding a lantern, walking away in the dark alley.

Xie Jinhuan walked out of the side alley, raised his eyes and glanced at the long and quiet alley. He was a little sleepy after a day of tossing and turning.

Coal Ball, who had been taking every opportunity to catch up on his sleep, suddenly became lively and flew in the air to investigate the movements between the buildings.

Linghu Qingmo followed behind him with a sword in hand, looking around.

Although she knew that Wu Su was the most suspicious, the area near the antique street was a wealthy area with hundreds of households. She didn't know which building the Wu family lived in, and it was not easy to find anyone to ask in the middle of the night, so she could only search door to door.

However, Xie Jinhuan does not rely on his eyes to find evil spirits, but on the "Apia Radar".

After turning a few alleys, I heard the ghost wife's reminder:

"Oh, you can confiscate the illegal gains. Someone is using secret methods to detect spiritual treasures in the surrounding area, southwest."

Xie Jinhuan frowned, pretended to look at Meiqiu first, then jumped onto the wall calmly and headed southwest.

Linghu Qingmo didn't notice any unusual movement from Coal Ball. He followed and was about to ask when he suddenly heard Coal Ball's call from the sky:
"Gu~Gu..." Xie Jinhuan heard the signal and knew that the unknown Taoist friend had escaped. He immediately stopped hiding and flew forward:
"Southwest, one hundred and four feet, you go left and I go right."

Call ~
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure had turned into a shadow under the moon, rushing towards the building complex a hundred feet away!

"Eh?"

Although Linghu Qingmo was a little confused, he reacted quickly and immediately ran at full speed to the left front.

After only a few feet of speed, they could faintly hear the sound of wind breaking through the buildings half a mile away, and a dark shadow leaped out of the buildings.

Huhu——

Linghu Qingmo spotted the target and immediately sped up, pinching his left hand and silently chanting in his mind:
"Qian commands the wind to rise, Kun commands the earth to move... Hurry and obey the command!"

bang——

As the Qi around his body circulated, Linghu Qingmo's body suddenly accelerated, and he rushed forward several feet in a flash, and actually surpassed Xie Jinhuan.

Hey?
Xie Jinhuan was stunned, and before he could be surprised, he found that Mo Mo's "Ten Thousand Miles Divine Travel Curse" was not long-lasting. After rushing out for a distance, the speed dropped suddenly, and then rushed forward again. It looked like teleportation.

But this level is obviously enough.

Xie Jinhuan launched an all-out surprise attack, and he and Mo Mo surrounded them from both sides, trying to make it difficult for the target to turn, and forced them to the prosperous streets patrolled by immortal officials.

But the fellow cultivator half a mile away was obviously not stupid. When he found that he could not get rid of the enemy even with a full-speed attack, he immediately fell into the complex building complex, and Pofeng disappeared at the same time.

Linghu Qingmo relies on his naked eyes to track, so it is naturally difficult to track if he loses sight of the target.

The moment Xie Jinhuan lost his target, he pretended to look at the coal ball, then changed his route and chased towards the side street.

But even though he suppressed his voice, the fellow cultivators in front of him still reacted immediately and turned around and ran in the opposite direction...

He turned, and the other party immediately turned...

Hey?!

When Xie Jinhuan saw this scene, he knew that he had entered a "divine game". This fellow cultivator must have used the power of clairvoyance!

However, as a Fengling Valley resident, he almost always uses radar to search for enemies, with an "unmanned chicken" hanging above his head. If he gets thrown off, he will be finished.

With Momo in front of him, Xie Jinhuan felt a little uncomfortable using his full strength, so he spoke:
"This man is cunning. Go to the street and inform the immortal officials. I will bite him!"

Linghu Qingmo couldn't understand Meiqiu's signal and couldn't see the target's trace. Seeing this, he immediately drew his sword and rushed towards the bustling street on the side.

Xie Jinhuan waited until Mo Mo walked away, and he no longer had to pretend. Following the instructions of the ghost wife, his speed suddenly increased and he rushed directly towards Wu Su who was hiding in the building complex!
And at the same time!
Wu Su was carrying a package in his hand, taking cover from the eaves and corridors, speeding through the darkness, holding the Huanglin Seal in his hand to determine the location of the pursuers behind him.

Today turned out to be quite weird!

He went left, and the pursuers went left; he went right, and the pursuers also went right!
They were half a mile apart and could not hear any sound. He was not exposed to the falcon's sight, and the other party was not a super-class ancestor. Wasn't this strange?
Could it be that this person also holds a seal with the magnetic gold spell? !
Seeing this, Wu Su wanted to throw away all the valuables he had on him, but the Huanglin Seal in his hand was the foundation of his life, and he would surely die if he lost it. He could only try his best to escape and try to get out of the other party's detection range.

But he soon discovered that the pursuers behind him were more powerful than he had imagined!
As the other pursuer suddenly ran in another direction, the speed of the person behind him suddenly increased, almost rushing straight towards his position!
Moreover, the opponent no longer delayed in turning, it felt like he was catching up with him through the wall, aiming at the back of his head!

hiss? !

Wu Su was stunned and felt that the opponent's weapon was of too high a grade.

If he flew onto the roof, he would definitely be discovered, and he would definitely not be able to run fast among the buildings. He was struggling for only a moment when the sound of breaking wind was heard from behind him.

Call ~
Wu Su knew that he could not escape the pursuit, so he turned while flying, slid backwards to stop in a large courtyard, and looked back.

Wow…

Call ~
Almost the next moment, a figure shot up from between the houses and landed directly on the roof of the west wing.

thump~
After the muffled sound, the courtyard fell into dead silence!
Wu Su felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He looked up and saw the man in white robes, his right hand gripping the handle of his mace, ready to strike. His cold eyes were like a death warrant, locking onto every part of his body:
"He's quite capable, no wonder the government couldn't catch him."

Wu Su tightly grasped the Huanglin Seal under his sleeve, his heart sinking to the bottom, but he was also full of doubts:
"What did you bring? How do you know my location?"

Xie Jinhuan carefully looked at the gray-haired old man below him, and found that he was really a fourth-grade small fish. He put away his posture of being ready to attack:

"We're all struggling casual cultivators trying to survive, and who doesn't have some luck? It seems your luck is much weaker than mine. Where did you get the Yellow Scale Seal in your sleeve?"

? !
Wu Su hid the Huanglin Seal in his sleeve, but the other party pointed it out directly. He was shocked. Knowing that the newcomer had a deep background, he gritted his teeth and threw the bag on the ground.
"I got it from a tomb robber. I can give you this seal and the money. Please spare my life..."

Xie Jinhuan leaped into the courtyard and said:
"Even if I kill you, the things will still belong to me, and I can also gain a good reputation for eliminating harm to the people. If it were you, what would you choose?"

The courtyard suddenly became quiet.

(End of this chapter)