MTL - After Rebirth, I Returned to Miaojiang to Inherit My Family Business-Chapter 233

The speed of their group is extremely fast, more than double the speed of ordinary transportation from departure to destination. We arrived at our destination in less than a week, but it seemed that we still hadn't caught up, and there was still an accident in the village.

Master Ling Yun's words made Wu Rong wake up completely from his dream. He sat up and took the wooden scepter from Master Ling Yun. This is Bai Gu's great witch scepter, and Wu Rong can recognize it at a glance. It is carved from the branches of old maple trees after being burned in a bonfire. After soaking in a special way, the surface naturally has a layer of light red color like maple leaves.

But now the scepter is still there, but Bai Gu has disappeared. Master Ling Yun's words confirmed this point.

"My paper man found this scepter and this letter on the only way to enter the stockade."

Master Ling Yun was always careful, and he had already checked the letter in advance. Wu Rong glanced away and saw a few lines of unattractive handwriting on the letter paper.

"'If you want to save the people in the Wu family's village, bring the Gu seeds to Fengze Ghost Realm alone.'"

Fengze Ghost Domain is the closest ghost domain to the Qiandongnan Safety Zone. The terrain is rugged and mountainous, but there are some strange herbs growing there. So someone issued a mission, and adventurers often came. But most of them never came back, and they were caught alive by the evil seedlings living in Fengze Ghost Realm to refine Gu. Due to the harsh terrain and impassable roads, even if the District Public Security Department sent people deep into the mountains to eradicate the evil seedlings, they failed time and time again, and were almost beaten back.

Moreover, the Evil Miao people are well-informed, the blood mosquitoes flying in the sky, and the carnivorous beetles crawling on the ground may all be the ghosts of their envoys. When they see that the arrival of a person with powerful abilities is not good, they will retreat to Fengze Ghost Realm with their entire family deepest. It is said that there is a highly poisonous miasma that can melt people, and it is also said that there is a terrifying ghost king who has been hidden for many years or that the scary ghost king has been refined into a spirit voodoo by them.

Over the years, the Evil Miao people have become like scabies moss and chicken ribs, it's a pity to eat them without taste and throw them away. Because they attach great importance to the inheritance of blood, they are more closed than the old seedlings. Even if close relatives marry, they will never intermarry with foreigners. The number of people has been small over the years, and it is less threatening than those more threatening cults that can easily develop many followers.

If it continues to develop like this, maybe in another ten or a few decades, the Emiao people will be wiped out. Just like Haitian wizards and primitive shamans, who are endangered abilities.

Obviously, they are madly trying to take away the Gu seeds because they understand this point.

But taking everyone from the Wu family's village as hostages, even taking Bai Gu away, did not disturb the blood contract between him and Wu Rong. This is not something the Wu family can do. Some people are behind the actions of Bakaniao.

Holy Wedge.

Wu Rong was fused with Qingling Gu, unable to get out of his body, and teleported directly to Fengze Ghost Realm through the courier ghost king to sneak attack the rear. The other party probably has a witch in his hand. Even if Wu Rong is cold-blooded and disregards family affection, the blood of the Wu family alone can make him suffer. All these actions were calculated to be connected together, allowing Master Lingyun to directly confirm that there are reborn people in the Holy Wedge Society. The situation now is different from before.

Since the Holy Wedge Society in the previous life disappeared after the revival of the Great Tiankeng, dissipated and disintegrated, there is little information about the Holy Wedge Society from the ghost country, and the convenience brought by rebirth does not work here. On the contrary, the reborn in the Holy Wedge Society knew the information about the ghost country very well, and all the methods they used were stuck on uncomfortable points, like a stick in their throats, and instead it became a situation where the enemy was in the dark and we were in the open.

It's just that no matter Wu Rong, Master Lingyun, or Hongxiu, they all looked calm. Kukuka, who heard the contents of the letter nearby, was indignant and said angrily, "Brother Rong, they are bullying too much, let me help you!"

Kukuka is very powerful, and only the eminent monks with great strength can not be affected when the real illusion comes out. The more distracting thoughts in the heart, the more people with more evil thoughts will be sanctioned, such as the evil seedlings.

But Wu Rong didn't let him do it, but the coffin old man was eager to take over the task. However, Master Lingyun and Hongxiu looked at each other, and they said in unison: "My lord, leave this task to Su Xiaomi."

"The situation is urgent, and there is no time left for him to awaken himself."

Hongxiu said expressionlessly, and Master Lingyun nodded in agreement: "The Holy Wedge Society and the Great Tiankeng in Wushan are the ones we need to pay special attention to. Leave the rest of the evil seedlings to Xiaomi. His talent is just right for this matter." , should also give him some opportunities to practice. The old man in the coffin can help him."

"Oh?"

Wu Rong was noncommittal: "Tell me."

"Is such that."

Master Lingyun explained: "Su Xiaomi's talent is peculiar, his blood has special effects, this matter is kept secret in the ghost country, only a few of us know about it, it's..."

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Su Xiaomi opened her eyes in a trance from the drowsiness, not knowing where she was for a while.

Where am I? This is, is this back to the Asian Federation?

I'm finally back!

He, Su Xiaomi, swears to God, in this life and in the next life, it will be impossible to act together with the old man in the coffin again, absolutely, absolutely impossible!

The soft mattress under her body and the surrounding environment made Su Xiaomi's eyes widen suddenly, especially when she saw Master Lingyun standing by the bed and looking at him with concern, Su Xiaomi almost burst into tears of joy, and immediately wanted to throw herself in front of Master , and he denounced the evil deeds of the coffin old man.

But before he got out of bed excitedly, he saw the hideous little man in bandages behind Master Ling Yun.

"Old man, you are quite energetic. I didn't expect you to be so ordinary, but your resilience is pretty good."

Damn yin and yang bandage man!

Su Xiaomi gritted her teeth fiercely, and was about to retort—

"Xiaomi, how are you feeling?"

Master Lingyun said kindly and caringly, and swept away the old man in the coffin with a whisk. Su Xiaomi was very moved by this action. Sure enough, Master still protects him, so it's good to go back to the organization, it feels like he's at home! Moved, he nodded at Master Ling Yun, and said energetically, "Master, I'm fine, don't worry, I feel fine now!"

"Don't hold back, I know you've worked hard all the way."

Master Lingyun gave him a small white pottery medicine bottle, and said: "There are ten jade pills in it, you take one in the morning and one in the evening to replenish your vitality, just enough for the journey."

Yuludan!

Su Xiaomi's hand trembled and almost dropped the bottle, but when he realized it, he hurriedly grabbed the medicine bottle. My heart was pounding with excitement, my cheeks were flushed, I stared at the medicine bottle in disbelief, bit my tongue secretly, for fear that I was dreaming.

Yuludan! This is the precious secret elixir that is said to be able to wash the marrow and cut the scriptures in Zhengyiguan of Longhu Mountain! Only after taking Yuludan, it is possible to develop Zhengyanghuo by practicing Tongzigong. On the black market outside, one can fetch more than 100,000 yuan, and there is no market for it. The biggest dream of Su Xiaomi, who was kicked out of Longhu Mountain, was to get a Yuludan one day, cultivate Zhengyanghuolai, and return to normal life. One view.

Unexpectedly, Master Ling Yun gave him ten pieces as soon as he made a move, and allowed him to eat two pieces a day! This, this really shocked Su Xiaomi's heart, and countless emotions rushed into his heart for a while. His eyes were flushed, and he stared at Master Ling Yun, feeling that all the sufferings he had suffered in the past were all for today! He once felt that he was getting farther and farther away from his dream, but now, the dream is close in front of him.

His dream is to become a celestial master like Master Lingyun, who wears a crane cloak, a Taoist robe, awe-inspiring righteousness, immortal demeanor, and white hair! Like Master Lingyun, with a compass in hand and a dust whisk on his waist, he walks the world!

"Master..."

Su Xiaomi was so touched that she couldn't put it into words, she wiped her eyes hard, held back her tears, and her lips trembled: "I, I don't need to eat so much, Yuludan is too precious."

"You can take it if I give it to you. Master does not lack this little medicine."

Master Lingyun said sternly but kindly: "I have a gift for you as a teacher, here."

Master Lingyun took out the weapon he had prepared long ago, and solemnly handed it to Su Xiaomi: "It will be the most suitable for you."

This is Su Xiaomi's usual weapon in her previous life. It was built with the core of the ghost king of the nine-star crystal thorn in Luzhou Ghost Domain. When I went to Luzhou Ghost Domain, I ran into the Crystal Thorn Ghost King. I saw that his longest spine was Su Xiaomi's weapon, so I subconsciously killed him.

At that time, Master Lingyun was still hesitating between the Federation and the Ghost Kingdom, and he kept this crystal cone. Su Xiaomi's blood talent is special, if there is no special weapon made by Jingzhuo, his strength will probably drop by more than half.

But now Master Ling Yun has no scruples.

"Thank you master for giving me the sword!"

Su Xiaomi knelt down solemnly, and took the strangely shaped 'sword' from Master Ling Yun with both hands. Different from the green steel sword he imagined, this 'sword' is not made of gold or wood, it looks like some kind of strange crystal, without a scabbard, and there seems to be liquid flowing inside the gray-black crystal. But the biggest problem is that this 'sword' is not as long as Su Xiaomi's forearm including the scabbard!

Is this a dagger? But Tianshi seems to have no swordsmanship that can match it. Could it be, could it be the master's unique skill?

Su Xiaomi was puzzled, but obediently did not say anything. On the contrary, Master Ling Yun was stunned after hearing his words: "Sword? This is not a sword."

Not a sword?

Su Xiaomi was also stunned, and then Master Ling Yun smiled: "Silly apprentice, this is a dagger."

"Listen to me, you haven't discovered your true talent yet. You are born to be an assassin, let me teach you..."

Master Lingyun's next words fell into confusion and Su Xiaomi couldn't hear clearly. What was Master talking about? What assassin? killer? What hides in the shadows, how despicable how come when people are not prepared?

His dream is to be a celestial master with a dignified righteousness, an immortal demeanor, and fluttering white hair!

Just when Su Xiaomi's world collapsed, the dilapidated house was slanted and it was raining all night, and he heard the impatient voice of the coffin old man.

"Are you going to sleep, I said old man, you have to hurry up, I'm still waiting for you to go on a mission together."

What? He still wants to go on missions with the old man in the coffin? !

Su Xiaomi, male, fourteen years old, is currently facing the most difficult and desperate hurdle in his life.

elder brother! Me, I'm going to change my job from a celestial master to an assassin!

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Fengze Ghost Domain, among the mountains, is the Evil Miao Village.

Ge Lang, the owner of the Shaozhai, felt that everything was not going well in the morning, and he was unlucky.