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Chapter 799

Words:3243Update:22/08/29 12:47:54

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Six hours later.

Wang Xiaohu was a little annoyed.

The image of him riding a white horse with a sword and roaming the Jianghu was completely destroyed.

They left Green Ox Village and rode on the official road.

It was an ox cart.

Two old oxen slowly brought the two of them on the road.

The Brother Lin he had been looking forward to was lying lazily on a soft haystack with his eyes closed.

Since Brother Lin didn't mention it, Wang Xiaohu didn't dare to ask. He could only slap the oxen's buttocks and adjust the direction of the ox cart from time to time.

Irin looked like he was sleeping, but he wasn't actually asleep.

He was thinking about the secret manual.

If Irin guessed correctly, that secret manual had a little connection with him.

《Wind Body Technique》.

This was the ancient secret manual passed down from generation to generation in the Lin family.

Irin had also drawn a skill before, which was the incomplete Cloud Body Wind Body.

Moreover, when Irin was in the world of Uranus, one of the skills in the assassin template was called [Cloud Body Wind Body].

Maybe it was a powerful skill?

Irin nodded secretly.

Now, he had a chance to complete it.

But what was the use of this skill?

Irin was very puzzled.

Ever since he got that skill, Irin had played with it a few times, but he hadn't used it again.

What made Irin even more depressed was that the ancient book couldn't be used with just a slap of the palm. Could it be that he really had to be like in the movies and cultivate honestly?

It wasn't that troublesome, was it?

Xiaoxi, Xiaoxi, since you have the ability to leave recordings and messages after five thousand years, can't you make the secret manual into a convenient and useful "prop"?

Is it difficult for you?

It's not difficult!

Irin secretly cursed the high and mighty God in his heart.

Hmph, a mere God.

"Brother Lin, where are we going next?"

Wang Xiaohu saw that Irin had finally opened his eyes and was muttering something unhappily, so he quickly asked.

Irin pointed in a direction. "All the way north."

Wang Xiaohu was stunned and scratched his head. "Why?"

Irin sat up straight on the haystack and rolled her eyes. She did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Do you still need to ask why? We don't know anything about the world outside of Blue Ox Village. The closest town to Blue Ox Village is Sheng Ping County, which is about sixty kilometers to the north. Go to a place where there are people and test the waters. "

"Throwing a stone to test the waters?" Wang Xiaohu was once again confused by Irin's new dialect. He was waiting for a reasonable explanation.

"Yes, we're testing the waters." Irin nodded and did not explain. Testing the waters with a stone was testing the waters with a stone. There was nothing to explain.

Irin was in no hurry.

No matter if it was north, south, east, or south, he could go anywhere.

Bai Chuchu had already told him the location of the Wordless Heavenly Stele.

Furthermore, over the past five thousand years, the location of the Wordless Heavenly Stele was no longer a secret. All he had to do was ask someone and he would be able to obtain the answer.

This was not the difficulty of the main quest.

In this world, Xiaoxi left behind ten messages and seven keys for Irin.

What Irin was looking for must be in these ten messages.

But what were the seven keys?

Since you know that I will go to Blue Ox Mountain, why don't you just dig a hole and let me dig it out?

Irin always felt that Xiaoxi's arrangement seemed to have taken a big detour.

Although he had some objections to Xiaoxi's arrangement, Irin could only follow this path forward.

As he walked.

Wang Xiaohu, who was so far away from the village for the first time, began to feel uncomfortable.

He began to miss the village where he was born and raised.

"Of course you miss it!"

Irin still felt a little angry when he thought of Wang Xiaohu's actions when he left the village.

At that time.

The entire village cried and sent Wang Xiaohu off as if they were sending off a hero.

On the contrary, when they turned their heads to look at Irin, everyone's expressions changed. There was a tinge of black in their pink, and their eyes were extraordinary. It was as if Irin was the villain who had abducted the rising star of Blue Ox Village.

Especially the few girls from Blue Ox Village who were waiting to be married. They all cried until their throats were hoarse, begging brother Xiaohu not to be bewitched by the villain and not to leave Blue Ox Village. The way they looked at Irin was almost shooting out killing intent.

Everyone had different lives.



Old yellow bulls were not meant to be used for long-distance travel.

After walking for ten miles, just as they left the village gate, the two old yellow bulls became a little limp. They shook their noses and refused to walk anymore.

"Brother Lin, what should we do?"

"Come down." Irin thought that it was about time. The speed of the old yellow bulls was only so-so. There was no way to increase their speed. He had originally estimated that the yellow bull carriage would only lead them for a short distance. He was not naive enough to think that he could rely on the old yellow bulls to travel the entire way.

Irin looked at the two yellow bulls. When he thought of their sturdy brisket, he was a little tempted. However, Wang Xiaohu slapped their butts and made the two old yellow bulls run in the direction of the village.

The two old yellow bulls had not developed intelligence, so they were not daemons. However, they could vaguely sense that one of the two youths had a vicious face and hidden killing intent, so they ran especially quickly and smoothly.

Wang Xiaohu stared at the two old yellow bulls as they ran off into the distance. He was stunned for a moment.

Can't they still run?

That's pretty fast!

After chasing away the old yellow bulls, Irin and Wang Xiaohu had no choice but to change from cavalry to infantry.

Irin felt that it was a pity. If it were not for the fact that he needed Bai Chuchu to stay behind on Blue Ox Mountain and look after the village for him, he would have ridden the white tiger all the way to the north long ago. Wouldn't that be great?

The tiger daemon was tall, had a wide back, ran fast, and could even use a whip. Apart from being a little high-profile, it had no other shortcomings. It was a perfect choice for a mount daemon.

What a pity.

Irin shook his head. He chose the right direction and walked in front.

The bandits near Black Ox Village had long been wiped out by Yi Lin in one fell swoop.

As Irin and Wang Xiaohu walked further and further away until they were far away from Blue Ox Mountain, the official road began to bustle with activity.

They traveled during the day and found a place to hide at night. This was the common understanding of the merchants of the Qing Dynasty.

Most of the bandits liked to come out at night.

When the sun set, as expected, Irin found many horse hooves tracks on the official road.

"Let's go, this way."

Irin squatted on the ground and looked at the messy horse hooves tracks. Using a simple tracking method, he quickly found a group of bandits resting in the forest.

The bandits were equipped with knives at their waists, and strong horses were tied to the trees.

The bandits were happily chatting about what they had learned during the day and their next plan of action. They did not notice the two youths approaching.

"Hide first. I'll go check out the area."

Irin patted Wang Xiaohu's shoulder and told him to relax in the grass. When Wang Xiaohu turned around, Irin was already gone.

He thought about the words Irin left. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

Who was checking out the area?

Ah?

Who is the real bandit here?!

After a while, Irin came back and gave Wang Xiaohu a fright.

Wang Xiaohu really admired Irin's ability to appear and disappear like a ghost.

"Alright, a group of bandits. Eleven people, all with knives. Let's go."

"Go …?"

While Wang Xiaohu was still in a daze, Irin kicked Wang Xiaohu out.

Bang!

The tall Wang Xiaohu landed in the middle of the group of bandits like a human bomb.

The bandits were clearly frightened by this "little tiger that fell from the sky." Some of them even spat out the hard liquor they had just poured into their mouths. Their faces were full of shock.

It was quite sudden.

Taking advantage of Wang Xiaohu's "bait" effect, Irin turned into a shadow and silently approached the back of the bandits.

In fact, it didn't take much effort for Irin to deal with the bandits.

But he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to be chivalrous and try out a new skill.

"Shadow Kill: Chain of Bullets!"

In an instant, the shadow on the ground twisted enchantingly and turned into Irin's upper body.

Irin's mind was highly focused and locked onto the back of the heads of the eleven bandits.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang —"

Dense gunshots rang out. Irin's instincts from the soul made his hand speed explode. Twelve bullets were fired almost at the same time. The rapid friction caused white smoke to curl up from the muzzles of Little Red and Little White.

At the same time, eleven pillars of blood spurted up high and spurted out more than ten meters high … The pillars of blood were three stories high. It was too bloody.

Not only Wang Xiaohu, but even Irin himself was shocked by his own special effects.

He almost forgot that before he came to this world, he had casually upgraded [Shadow Kill] by one level. In addition to [Penetration] and [Destruction], there was also an additional [Bloody] effect.

After twelve years, Irin had almost forgotten about this.

This bloody scene immediately evoked Irin's memories that had been buried for many years.

The twelve headless corpses peacefully closed their eyes and fell softly … The heads on their necks disappeared without a trace. Blood spurted out and flowed all over the ground.

Wang Xiaohu had never seen such a scene before. He still maintained his posture when he landed and didn't dare to move.

He watched as his good friend from the same village calmly walked towards him step by step in a pool of blood.

As he walked, he swung two strange "magical weapons" and stuffed them into his trouser pockets.

This scene really gave Wang Xiaohu quite a fright.

He was afraid that his good friend from the same village would become abnormal and kill him.

It wasn't until Irin skillfully wrapped up the money that the bandits scattered on the ground with a cloth bag that Wang Xiaohu gradually came back to his senses. He called out to Irin with uncertainty, "Brother, Brother Lin?"

Irin's face revealed a simple smile of a young man. His eyes were pure and flawless, "What are you standing there for? Don't you see those horses? Ride them, let's go. "

"Oh … Oh … Oh …"

Wang Xiaohu looked like he had lost his soul and was in a daze.

However, when Irin ordered him, he still habitually listened to Irin's instructions. He opened his legs and rode on the horses that used to belong to the bandits.

Now, beside the corpses on the ground, only Wang Xiaohu was left. Irin didn't pretend anymore. He revealed his cards and flew up on the spot and landed lightly on the horse's back.

"Go!"

Irin carried a bulging bag of spoils of war and rode his horse all the way north.

Wang Xiaohu also rode his horse and walked a few steps. He suddenly turned back and looked at the corpses and mess on the ground.

Inexplicably, a word flashed through his mind — "Jianghu".

However, this Jianghu was a little different from the beautiful world he had imagined.

But why was Brother Lin so familiar with it?

While wondering, Wang Xiaohu picked up a bandit's weapon. It was a broad-headed scimitar. It was polished until it was shiny and suitable for killing.

Wang Xiaohu was full of doubts. He equipped himself with the scimitar and rode his horse. It was quite a bit of a "robber with a scimitar".

All the way north.

They walked and stopped. When they were tired, they rested. After resting, they continued on their journey. They ate dry food and drank water from the stream. The two of them traveled through the night.

Finally, early the next morning.

The two innocent youths who had just stepped out of Black Ox Village arrived at Sheng Ping County.

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