Chapter 49: A new treasure house at the source? The Taoist's language art

Yi Chen held the red scissors on the ground in his hand, and two streams of information suddenly appeared on his retina.

[You successfully killed the white-clothed female ghost Red Scissors and obtained forty crimson points.]

[Touching special items, the number of crimson dots +20]

"Haha, what a loss."

He was speechless at this moment.

The man in black robe and the possessed Yan Zhenren were not evil spirits, and no gold coins were dropped. The only good news was that the red scissors in front of him were the same as the hatchet used by the corpse ghost before, and also contributed 20 points of crimson value to him.

Yi Chen casually tore off a piece of cloth from his body and wrapped it around his almost bone-exposing left palm.

He didn't make a sound during the whole process, enduring the severe pain, and was quite a tough guy.

His life motto in his previous life was: Apart from life and death, everything in a person's life is scratches.

A real man is like a lone wolf. When he gets hurt, he licks his own wounds and gets used to the pain after a while.

Showing your weakness not only makes you look like a sissy, but it also gives others the right to hurt you.

so.

Men need to be strong!

Master Yi has a deep understanding of this.

After treating his injuries a little, Yi Chen looked up and around.

At this moment, suddenly, a jade box caught his attention.

With the help of the Eagle Vision of the Yin-Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique, he discovered a jade box quietly lying sideways in the pile of catfish in the crack in the distance.

Yi Chen walked quickly to the crack. At this time, there was no longer any black gas coming out of the crack. The area around the crack was full of mud and water stains. A baby's left arm as thin as a lotus root lay in the mud. Nearby was an overturned jade box and a piece of beautiful emerald jade.

Yi Chen drew out the Dragon-Slaying Sword, intending to pick out the emerald jade from the mud.

Then he began to shake his body happily.

"Shit, this crap is still charged."

He quickly used his will to cut off the spasms in his body and broke free.

The Dragon Slaying Sword was thrown to the ground.

Just when he was about to burst into curse, he suddenly stopped.

The decimal point of the source point on the virtual panel actually increased by 0.001. Shit, electrotherapy? At this moment, a bold idea emerged from his mind.

Maybe, he doesn't need to stew himself in an iron pot anymore.

Isn't direct electrotherapy even more powerful? If I touch the switch and shock myself once, that's 0.001. If I touch the switch and shock myself ten times, that's 0.01. If I touch the switch and shock myself a hundred times, that's 0.1. If I touch the switch and shock myself a thousand times, even the King of Hell would praise me for my good health.

At this moment, Yi Chen looked at the emerald jade on the ground with shining eyes, as if he was looking at a rare treasure.

No, it's simply a treasure trove of source points.

For a moment, Yi Chen's depression about not being able to harvest enough deep red dots in this battle was swept away.

Crimson is the big daddy, so is the source point not the big daddy? Although no matter what kind of method is used to stimulate the body, resistance will be generated in the end, resulting in little gain later, but for such a fierce operation as electric shock, the upper limit of this resistance is of course extremely high.

Yi Chen made a conservative estimate based on his previous experience, and if used properly, he could earn forty to fifty source points in a short period of time.

Damn, it's really a case of losing something in one place and gaining something in another.

If I make myself suffer any more, I will no longer be considered a human being.

Thank you for the gift of nature!

Source, let me see your limit! After experiments, Yi Chen found that wrapping a few layers of clothes could block the discharge of the emerald jade, so he cut off a large section of the hem of Taoist Qingxu's robe without hesitation, wrapped the emerald jade with three layers inside and three layers outside, and put it in his arms.

After all, he saved the lives of Taoist Qingxu and the other two, so it is reasonable for them to tear off a few inches of his clothes.

This way he would be cooler too.

As for the piece of baby's left arm on the ground that looked like a lotus root segment, Yi Chen had already put it in a jade box and sealed it again with an animal skin talisman.

At this time, he already had a rough idea in his mind about how to deal with the jade box.

After going to the county government office and giving a brief explanation to the county magistrate, Yi Chen hired four horse-drawn carriages to take the four people lying on the ground back to Yinlong Temple.

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…

On the second day, the sun rose, and its path was bright.

The gate of the front yard of Yinlong Temple was wide open.

Yi Chen and Captain Lin were sitting in the yard drinking tea, and there were many snacks such as fruits and candied fruits on the table.

However, Captain Lin did not move at all. He just peeled the chestnuts in front of him and ate them. From time to time, he looked up at the tall Taoist in front of him. His eyes were a little vague and there was a hint of shame in his expression.

After all, they were all rescued by Yi Chen yesterday. His cultivation was more advanced than that of Nun Shuiyue and the others, so he woke up yesterday and sent a secret letter to the thousand households of the County Town Security Department using a secret method.

As for Nun Shuiyue and the other three, they are still sleeping soundly. The reason is probably that after the Great Protector's spirit had imprisoned their bodies and magic power with magic, the fierce fight between Yi Chen and the others caused them to have a slight concussion, and they need some time to recover.

After all, the Great Protector's secret cultivation techniques are varied, and without magical protection, they are not much stronger than ordinary people.

At this moment, on the distant horizon, a figure slowly appeared from afar.

This person was also wearing a flying fish suit, but it looked much more gorgeous than the one worn by Captain Lin, and the animal pattern on the chest was also different.

His steps didn't seem fast, but in a flash he moved more than ten meters away from where he was. Soon, he arrived at the Yinlong Temple.

This chubby middle-aged man who looks like a wealthy man is the boss of the Ping'an County Zhen'an Division and Lin Zhengyi's father - Lin Zhenbei.

Cultivation, initial stage of Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation.

When chatting yesterday, Yi Chen found out that Captain Lin was only twenty years old, but a little... mature beyond his years?

God knows how shocked Yi Chen was when he heard the news. He instantly gained a better understanding of Lin Baihu's original choice.

After all, young people are passionate and it is normal for them to be a little impulsive.

"This Taoist priest with a majestic stature must be Taoist priest Yi Chengzi."

Lin Zhenbei, with a smile on his face, bowed to Yi Chen first.

"I would also like to express my gratitude to the Taoist priest first. Thank you for saving my son."

"I wonder what's the matter with the Taoist priest asking me to come here secretly using a secret method?"

Yi Chen also returned the greeting with a smile.

"I'm here to save you, Lord Qianhu."

"Save me? Where do I start?"

"The Corpse God Cult caused such a big mess, and the entire Ping'an County is in chaos. Qianhu, you are guilty of a great sin."

"Now even the left arm of Master Wanhua has been taken away by the Corpse God Cult. Tell me, if your deputy, the other captain, knew about this, what kind of disturbance would it cause?"

"Dismissal? Investigation?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Half a lifetime of hard work has gone to waste?"

Lin Zhenbei's smile faded: "Master, why don't you be more straightforward."

Yi Chen was not in a hurry at this time. He made a cup of tea for Lin Qianhu and then spoke slowly.

"Your son and I hit it off right away, and I deeply admire Captain Lin's character."

"As the son judges his father, Qianhu is probably a kind person. I don't want to see this happen from the bottom of my heart."

"Therefore, I would like to make a deal with you, Qianhu."

"Good fortune is not the root of misfortune, and misfortune is not the root of good fortune. I know there is another version of this story."

“There is only one truth.”

"That is, Qianhu had already seen through the Corpse God Cult's conspiracy. He made plans in the tent and defeated the enemy thousands of miles away. He used the enemy's trick to defeat the enemy and sent his son with a powerful secret treasure deep into Fengyun County. Together with several righteous men in Fengyun County, he destroyed the thieves' conspiracy and took back the left arm of Master Wanhua."

"Qianhu, Dazhi."

"Captain Lin, you are so brave."

"In this way, the dilemma is resolved."

"Do you agree with that?"

Captain Lin was stunned. In his twenty years of life, this was the first time he had seen such amazing language art.

This art form can strangle Lin Baihu. He would never imagine that it can be played like this.

At this moment, there was no change in the expression on Lin Zhenbei's face. Having lived for decades, he naturally knew that everything has a price.

"So, what is the price, Taoist priest?" Lin Zhenbei said seriously.

"I want a treasure, a treasure that can match the value of this thing."

"Qian Hu, parents who love their children will make long-term plans for them."

"You don't want Captain Lin to fail to make rapid progress, do you?"

"Do you want to be a hero, Lin Baihu, or a small Baihu whose father was dismissed from his post and investigated?"

"In this case, his future path will be more difficult."

Yi Chen said with a smile and took another sip of tea.

The tea fragrance is overflowing and blooming in your mouth. It is a top-grade tea, Longjing before the rain.

And the purpose of Yi Chen setting up this game today is also very obvious.

The left arm of Master Wanhua is hot, and Yi Chen cannot control it, but the Zhen'an Division of the Dayue Dynasty can definitely control it.

So it would be more practical to exchange it for some treasures that he can use.

Don't ask. All the members of the Corpse God Cult are dead anyway. If you ask, it was the imperial court's conspiracy and they did it with a few of us minions. There are only a few people in Hidden Dragon Temple. How could we accomplish something as big as stopping the Corpse God Cult's conspiracy?

What? How did the Ping'an County Zhen'an Division know about the Corpse God Cult's conspiracy?

I don't know. This is a big chess game of the court. How can I, a country bumpkin, understand this? I just went there to help out. The big beam has to be taken by the captain of the Zhen'an Silin.

Yi Chen understood the gains and losses here as if he were observing the patterns on the palm of his hand.

His Yinlong Temple is a small sect and cannot withstand the revenge of the Corpse God Cult.

Holding the left arm of Master Wanhua, but unable to eat, wear or improve his strength, and still being targeted by the Corpse God Cult, only a fool would consider it a treasure.

This is the root of evil. If you don't handle it well, the whole family will be wiped out.

If it was the county town's Zhen'an Division that was behind the plan, then that would be very reasonable. The trouble was done by the Zhen'an Division, and now that the things are in the hands of the Zhen'an Division, the Corpse God will teach you to go fight with the Zhen'an Division of the Dai Viet Dynasty.

A truly smart person will do this kind of thing: you help me take the blame, and you also have to give me benefits and thank me.

By then, we will all be grasshoppers on the same boat. I get the treasure and you make progress. If you win, I win too. It will be a wonderful thing.

By then, the development of Yinlong Temple will be able to gain the friendship of Ping'an County Zhen'an Division and be secretly cared for. Hehe.

At this moment, even Yi Chen couldn't help but secretly give himself a thumbs up in his heart.

"My micromanagement is still as good as ever."

"It's a pity. In my previous life, I was technically successful, but I didn't expect those bastards to be so disrespectful and get on the dump truck directly."

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(End of this chapter)