Chapter 268

The two demon cultivators fought fiercely for the victory, but in the end the middle-aged male cultivator won the first place.

The other old man stared at the male cultivator with a cold gaze for a while, then walked away angrily with a flick of his sleeves.

Lin Qingyang raised his eyelids and silently withdrew his gaze.

Demonic cultivators are not easy to deal with, and no one knows who will end up with this demon bone.

Passing the stall selling magic bones, Cheng Hui started strolling around the square again.

In the past, he had few opportunities to come into contact with demon cultivators, so naturally he had never seen a trade fair held by demon cultivators.

Now it is mandatory for both Taoists and demons to exercise restraint, which is also an eye-opener for Cheng Hui.

The demon cultivator has a lot of good things in his hands, but their origins are a little unclear.

Cheng Hui saw many demon cultivators openly selling some magic tools, some of which were still covered in blood...

Cheng Hui: ...

Perhaps because these evil cultivators were too unscrupulous, many righteous cultivators also took out magical weapons emitting evil energy, which were obviously their spoils of war.

The forces of good and evil are not compatible, so it is normal for them to fight to the death when they meet.

Even though they can't use magic here, these people still want to compete with each other.

Cheng Hui looked around and saw a lot of interesting things he had never seen before, but that was all. There was not much that could pique his desire to buy.

"Let's go back..." Cheng Hui discussed with Lin Qingyang.

Lin Qingyang naturally had no objection, and the two of them left the town along the path.

The small woods where the two lived was not far from the town, but not close either. It was a very secluded corner.

But Cheng Hui didn't expect that such a secluded and undisturbed place, in addition to being used for rest, is also very suitable for murder and robbery.

So, when he and Lin Qingyang walked into the woods and planned to go home, they inevitably came face to face with the murder scene.

Cheng Hui/Lin Qingyang: ...

The atmosphere at the scene was very awkward for a while. Neither the murderer nor the witnesses expected such an accident to happen.

The murderer was surprised to be seen, and the witness...

Cheng Hui: ...How does it feel to have a dead body blocking your front door?

Cheng Hui was very unhappy.

No one would be happy if they were to go home and find someone trying to rob or kill them right at their doorstep.

The most hateful thing is that when the murderer saw them appear, instead of running away out of guilt, he became even more daring and tried to kill them to silence them... This is really too much!

The demon cultivator laughed and said, "You are unlucky! It's your fault for knowing too much..." Before he finished speaking, he pounced out - and then flew back at an even faster speed.

Cheng Hui slowly retracted his straight and slender thighs and said slowly: "Why do villains always have to talk nonsense before taking action?"

"Is this what you said..." Lin Qingyang curled his lips and looked at the demon cultivator with malicious eyes: "The villain dies because of talking too much?"

The demon cultivator was kicked away by Cheng Hui and hit a tree, completely stunned.

As a cultivator, and a demon cultivator at that, he prided himself on having made some achievements in body refining. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to get rid of the other demon cultivator so quickly.

But what just happened?

He was actually kicked away by a local native?

No...that's not right!

Damn natives! How could the local natives kick him away!

"You...you are cultivators?!" He pointed at the two of them with trembling fingers.

Cheng Hui looked at him expressionlessly, sighing without any emotion: "Ah... you saw me, you're unlucky. It's your fault that you knew too much!"

Demon Cultivator: ...This sounds a little familiar.

Lin Qingyang quickly turned his face away, afraid that laughing out loud would ruin the atmosphere.

Cheng Hui had a stern face and attacked without mercy. With his current cultivation level and powerful spiritual sense, the unfortunate demon cultivator had no power to resist at all.

After killing the demon cultivator, Cheng Hui habitually touched the corpse.

Looking at the familiar ferocious demon bone in the storage ring, he couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Is it true that this treasure is destined to be with me?

No, I don’t want it, and it was delivered to my doorstep.

Is this an alternative form of home delivery?

Cheng Hui fell into deep thought as he looked at the unfortunate demon cultivator who died with his eyes wide open...

"What are you daydreaming about!" Lin Qingyang patted him lightly.

"It's okay..." Cheng Hui's mouth twitched, and after hesitating for a moment, he handed the demon bone to Lin Qingyang.

Seeing Lin Qingyang's puzzled expression, he touched his nose and said, "Although I don't really like the style of this thing...but...it's already been delivered to our door, so it wouldn't be nice to refuse it, right?"

Lin Qingyang laughed: Man, your name is fickle...

What could he do? Of course, he would continue to pamper him!

Lin Qingyang took the magic bone with a smile, and started thinking about what kind of armor he could use this magic bone to make.

Ah Hui doesn't like this ferocious and brutal style, so he just needs to change it.

What? Waste?

So what if it’s a waste? As long as Ah Hui likes it, it’s just a set of demon bones. Let alone just slightly changing the shape, even if the armor is turned into a robe, what’s the problem?

As long as Ah Hui likes it!

"Let's go home. When you get out, find a weapon master to make you a beautiful set of armor."

"Okay, you go in first, I'll clean up the door." Cheng Hui gestured to Lin Qingyang to go first.

He had to deal with the two bodies. It would be bad to just leave them blocking his front door.

Lin Qingyang took a look and said: "Don't bother, just burn it."

Cheng Hui thought the same thing and simply took out the talisman paper and set the two bodies on fire.

The burning corpse emitted thick smoke mixed with a strong fishy smell. Cheng Huicuo was caught off guard and almost vomited from the smoke.

"Why is it so smelly!!!" Cheng Hui wailed, held his breath immediately, and dodged far away.

Lin Qingyang was quick and a Qingfeng Talisman flew out, rolling up the thick smoke and escaping into the distance.

The bodies of the two monks had not yet been completely burned when a muffled sound came from the monk who died first, and then a large number of insects swarmed out, covering the ground in a black mass.

"Oh my god! Oh my god!"

Cheng Hui's scalp was numb, he jumped three feet high, and ran back pulling Lin Qingyang.

The densely packed insects were constantly roasted by the fire, making crackling sounds and emitting bursts of yellow stench. The stench that had been cleared away with great difficulty by the Qingfeng Talisman broke out again, and it was even stinkier than before.

Cheng Hui was about to die. He grabbed Lin Qingyang and ran forward for his life without even looking back.

Lin Qingyang followed him with a helpless smile. Seeing that Cheng Hui could no longer bear it and was about to climb up the tree, he threw out a large number of burning talismans to block the swarm of insects on one side of the fire wall.

The crackling and exploding sounds of insects were endless. This double torture of vision and smell made Cheng Hui terrified.

"What the hell is this thing!" Cheng Hui said with lingering fear as he looked at the insect corpses on the ground.

Lin Qingyang observed through the fire wall and frowned, "Insect?"

"What? These are poisonous insects? There are too many of them..." Cheng Hui was shocked as he pointed at the insect corpses.

He knew about poisonous insects, and he also knew that some of them were very magical and had incredible effects.

But the poisonous insects he knew needed to be specially cultivated, and the cultivation method was also very complicated. The birth of each poisonous insect meant a lot of hard work by the poison master. He had never heard of using poisonous insects as a swarm of insects.

Not to mention, the poisonous insects have to live in the body of the poison master. With so many poisonous insects hiding in the body... wouldn't the poison master be eaten up?

He looked at the corpse silently. The corpse was still lying there. The flames produced by the talisman paper had almost burned the corpse. Except for the muffled sound at the beginning, no more insects ran out of the corpse.

Cheng Hui was sure that when he touched the corpse, he did not find any containers on it. So the question was, where did these bugs come from?

It can't be that it just crawled out from the ground, right?

"Go take a look first."

Lin Qingyang walked up to the corpse and looked at it carefully.

"Look..." He used a branch to pick up the body. Cheng Hui couldn't help but exclaimed: "How could this happen?"

At this time, only a thin layer of skin remained on the corpse. The outside was charred black, and the inside was completely empty. There was no trace of internal organs.

The flame produced by the burning talisman is just an ordinary flame, it is impossible to burn the corpse clean so quickly.

What's more, the outer skin of the corpse was almost intact, but there was nothing left inside, which looked abnormal no matter how you looked at it.

Lin Qingyang reached out and picked up the layer of skin and rubbed it. It didn't feel like human skin, but rather like cowhide. It was tough and strong, but lacked the elasticity it should have.

"This should be a puppet." Lin Qingyang gave his own guess.

"Puppet?" Cheng Hui looked at the corpse in disbelief - now only a layer of skin remained - and frowned, "A puppet supported only by a group of insects? It doesn't seem likely..."

They had just seen this man fighting with the demon cultivator for the demon bone. At that time, he looked very normal and didn't look like a puppet at all.

Of course, the quality of puppets in the world of cultivation varies greatly. Some are very good, while others are very bad. The truly advanced puppets can even be mistaken for the real ones. Unless you take the outer shell apart to see, there is no way to tell their identity.

Cheng Hui and Lin Qingyang once picked up a puppet of a stunning beauty in an aura storm. If it weren't for the unique metallic texture of the puppet's skin, Cheng Hui would really have mistaken it for a person.

But this one in front of me...

Just thinking about the densely packed pile of bugs under this person's skin really makes my scalp tingle...

"It's not necessarily supported by insects. Maybe he was just an ordinary person at first, and then he was parasitized by insects. When he was killed, the insects that parasitized him would eat up his insides to avoid leaving any clues?" Lin Qingyang guessed.

As for demon cultivators, you can't expect them to have any humanity.

Lin Qingyang had seen more cruel things in the past, so it was completely reasonable for him to make such a guess.

"Hiss—it's even more terrifying." Cheng Hui took a breath and felt that he was about to be shocked by his own imagination.

Just thinking about that kind of scene makes people feel uncomfortable all over. "Stop, don't say anymore, there is a scene." Cheng Hui shuddered and felt that he still needed exercise.

He was fearless even when he was killing demons in the Blood Battle City and had blood splattered all over his body, but he was actually disgusted by a tiny insect.

Lin Qingyang raised his hand to touch Cheng Hui's head to comfort him, but Cheng Hui happened to move a step and missed him.

Lin Qingyang: ...

Cheng Hui: ...

Cheng Hui moved back silently, half-knelt obediently, and put his head under Lin Qingyang's hand.

Lin Qingyang was a little amused, but he still rubbed him twice, then hugged him and kissed him on the forehead.

So good!

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