Start building the foundation: What is the Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet?

"You are here to steal the child!" The man was furious. He got up from the bed and rushed towards Hong Liang.

Hong Liang didn't expect that this mortal was so fearless of death. He snorted coldly, swung the fireball in his palm, and the red fireball went straight to the man's face at lightning speed.

It was only at this time that the man realized that the thief who broke into his house was actually an immortal.

Looking at the fireball that seemed to be about to swallow him, the man's lips trembled, his face turned pale, and his eyes were filled with fear.

Hong Liang looked at the fireball that was about to engulf the man, without any joy in his heart. He did not forget that a beam of spiritual power had just hit him.

Staring at the fireball, a hint of cruelty flashed across Hongliang's eyes, and he tightened his arms around the girl.

"Bang!" A water sword came from outside the house and hit his fireball directly. The fireball dissipated instantly, but the water sword did not stop at all and came towards his face.

Hong Liang's heart tightened, and he hugged the girl tightly, using the girl's body to block his face.

The water sword did not pierce through, but stopped half an inch in front of the girl.

Seeing this, Hong Liang hugged the girl even tighter. The girl felt uncomfortable and woke up from her sleep. When she opened her eyes, she saw this scene and burst into tears out of fear.

Hong Liang was annoyed by the girl's voice. He frowned and said viciously, "Little girl, shut up."

"Don't hurt Xiaohua, I beg you not to hurt Xiaohua." The woman knelt on the bed, begging the man to put her daughter down.

"Fellow Daoist behind the scenes, why are you hiding? If you don't come out, I will strangle this little girl to death." Hong Liang threatened.

"If you strangle her to death, you won't survive." Luo Shan showed up and looked at Hong Liang steadily.

"Tell me, what are you doing with these girls who were born on the yin year, yin month, yin day and yin hour?"

"You are actually a cultivator who has established his foundation." Hong Liang wanted to use his spiritual sense to investigate the other party's cultivation level, but he found that he could not see through the other party's cultivation level at all, and his face turned pale immediately.

"Put the child down and answer my questions honestly, and I can leave you an intact body." The cultivation levels of the two men were very different, so Luo Shan didn't have to worry about the other party escaping.

"Hahaha, you're going to kill me, but you want me to let this little girl go. Do you think I'm a fool? Even if I die, I'll take someone with me."

After hearing what Luo Shan said, Hong Liang almost died of anger.

He originally thought that the other party would tell him to put the child down and spare his life, but he didn't expect that they would actually want to kill him. In that case, he would drag the little girl with him to die.

"No, don't hurt my child. I'm kowtowing to you, please let my child go." The woman said, and kowtowed on the bed in the direction of Hong Liang.

"I'll only say it once. Since you don't want to listen, I can find out a lot of things by searching your soul." Luo Shan was impatient. She really didn't want to waste time talking to a Qi Refining cultivator.

After saying this, before Hong Liang could get angry and attack the little girl, the pressure from the middle stage of foundation building directly pressed over. The speed of the attack was not slow either. In just a moment, he had arrived in front of Hong Liang, slapped the opponent's arm, grabbed the girl and retreated.

"Child, my child!" The woman's face turned pale. Seeing Luo Shan put the child on the bed, she hugged the child tightly in her arms.

When she reached her mother's side, the little girl felt safe, and her voice gradually became softer. She sobbed, hugged her mother, and looked outside in fear.

The male owner of the house had just been knocked unconscious by a fireball cast by the monk and was now lying on the ground unconscious.

Hong Liang spat out a mouthful of blood due to the pressure from the foundation-building technique. He knelt on the ground and looked at Luo San in horror.

"No, you can't kill me. I'm from the Fu family. If you kill me, the Fu family won't let you go."

Luo Shan sneered, took out his umbrella, and pointed the tip at Hong Liang: "The last person who said this to me had his cultivation destroyed and his appearance ruined by me."

This sentence made Hong Liang's pupils shrink and his lips tremble. After a long while, he said, "It's you!"

The female cultivator from Southern Xinjiang who made the Second Young Master hate her to the core, turned out to be her!

"Now, are you willing to tell me the purpose of capturing the Yin woman?" Luo Shan spoke slowly.

The umbrella in his hand stopped at the opponent's neck. As long as he used his spiritual power, he would directly pierce the opponent's neck. It was so threatening that Hong Liang's face became paler and paler.

"I..." Before he could finish his words, he felt a sharp pain in his consciousness, as if someone was chiseling his consciousness with a sharp awl.

"Ah!" He screamed instinctively, his bright eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Luo Shan in a daze, his pupils gradually losing focus.

After searching the memory of the Qi-refining male cultivator, Luo San looked at the foolish Qi-refining male cultivator expressionlessly, pursed his lips, and then directly stabbed the other's neck with the tip of the umbrella.

The stinging pain came, and Hongliang's pupils gradually regained focus. Perhaps it was a last burst of light. Tears flowed from his eyes at the moment of death. Then he heard the voice of the female cultivator from the Southern Border Foundation Establishment in front of him:

"I'm sorry, I believe what I see more than what you say."

Hongliang opened his eyes wide, and he died with his eyes open: "......!"

"Someone's dead!" The woman hugged her daughter, her whole body trembling. She covered the little girl's eyes, her eyes full of fear.

"I didn't see it, I didn't see it!" The woman said hurriedly after realizing what she had said, fearing that the fairy would kill her too.

"Although I am not a good person, I will not kill innocent people. Your daughter was born on a Yin year, Yin month, Yin day and Yin hour. This Qi-refining male cultivator wanted to capture your daughter to practice evil magic. In the future, if you meet someone asking about your daughter's birthday, you must be more careful."

Luo Shan carried Hong Liang's body, thought for a moment, looked at the woman and said:

"This young servant is from the second son of the Fu family in Pingyang City. If you don't want to cause trouble, you'd better move out of Pingyang City as soon as possible."

"Thank you, fairy. Thank you, fairy!"

The woman reacted to Luo San's words and immediately got out of bed with her daughter in her arms, kowtowed several times in gratitude.

Luo San left without looking back. After walking out of the village, he casually threw the body of the male Qi-refining cultivator to the ground. Then he controlled the spiritual power to confine the space around the body. The light red spiritual power ball in his palm grew bigger and bigger.

Luo Shan put down the white jade coffin and tried to induce the fusion of the corpse qi in the coffin. After finding that it was feasible, a strange color flashed across his eyes and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Then he threw the ball of spiritual power fused with corpse energy at a big tree not far away.