"Dangerous?!"
Mo Xuan was shocked in his heart, and the human skin paper took the initiative to warn.
But there was nothing around, except ... A funeral team!
"The danger comes from this funeral team?"
Mo Xuan looked at the slowly approaching team on the street, and he did not feel any danger.
At this time, on the human skin paper, red ink appeared on the edge of the word "danger", as if these two words were bleeding.
"Turn around immediately! Stay away from this team! Without
having time to think, Mo Xuan immediately ordered the horseman.
Hearing Mo Xuan's anxious tone, the horseman did not ask more, and directly drove the horse to turn around.
Mo Xuan nervously looked at the funeral team in the rear, fortunately the other party did not accelerate.
Gradually, Mo Xuan became more and more distant from the funeral team.
Suddenly, Mo Xuan saw that in the middle of the funeral procession, on the coffin that was being carried by someone, there was a child with blue and black skin!
Since he practiced Tong Zigong assiduously, Mo Xuan's senses had greatly improved, and at this time, it was absolutely impossible to look at the eyes.
"Is it a ghost?" Mo Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, wanting to see the appearance of the child clearly.
But, in the blink of an eye, the blue-skinned child, as well as the entire funeral team, disappeared directly!
"Stop!" Mo Xuan shouted in a deep voice.
"What's wrong, young master?" The horseman hurriedly pulled the horse to stop.
Mo Xuan did not speak, looking solemnly at the street behind him.
The funeral team disappeared like this!
"Young Master?" Seeing that Mo Xuan didn't reply, Mafu asked again.
"You look at the back."
"Back?" The horseman turned his head suspiciously, "Huh? The muffle seemed
to have thought of something, and his face instantly turned pale.
"Less... Young Master, we won't be a ghost, right? The groom was so frightened that his legs began to tremble.
"Get out of here first." Mo Xuan replied directly.
......
Back in Mo Mansion, Mo Xuan walked into the study with a calm face.
Staring at the human skin paper on the table, which had turned blank, Mo Xuan pondered for a while before he asked,
"Is there really a ghost in this world?"
On the human skin paper, handwriting slowly appeared - there is!
"Are there really ghosts?" Mo Xuan was surprised.
"Maybe I should ask in a different way, the ghosts of this world may not be the same as the ghosts I understand." Mo Xuan thought in his heart, and then spoke again:
"What is a ghost?"
After waiting for a while, the human skin paper was still blank.
"Is the problem too complicated?" Mo Xuan frowned and thought.
Then, Mo Xuan changed several questions, and even, asked again if there were any ghosts.
As a result, there was no response from the human skin paper.
After experimenting more than a dozen times, the human skin paper still did not respond, and Mo Xuan gave up.
"There are ghosts in this world..."
Mo Xuan recalled in his mind what he had seen in the county chronicle and other history books related to ghosts.
"In the county records and history books, there are no records of ghosts, or even hauntings..." The
more Mo Xuan thought about it, the more wrong it became.
Whether it is a history book or a county record, it is too "clean", even if the ghost does not exist, it is impossible to even have a text related to the ghost!
"Martial arts... Can it deal with ghosts? A
question suddenly popped up in Mo Xuan's mind.
"The human skin paper suggests danger, which means that at least my current strength can't deal with ghosts... But it is also possible that the number of ghosts is too much..."
Mo Xuan remembered that the funeral team had at least seventy or eighty people.
After this brief experience of bumping ghosts, Mo Xuan sank his heart again and practiced his skin for the last time today.
......
After practicing the skin and waiting for the blood scab on the surface of his body, Mo Xuan lay on the bed and slept deeply.
Since returning from the ghost market, Mo Xuan has not slept for a day and a night.
For Mo Xuan, who was in the advanced stage of blood cancer, both physically and mentally, he was already very tired.
......
The next day, at midnight.
Mo Xuan woke up on time.
With a hard shake, the blood scab on the body fell, and the skin under the blood scab had grown completely.
Opening the door, Mo Xuan jumped into the courtyard and began to practice martial arts!
At this time, it was not yet dawn, and in the courtyard where Mo Xuan lived, there was already a whistling sound of fists and feet.
After practicing the Innate Tong Zi Gong, Bafang Chong Fist, and Blood Fu Gong, Mo Xuan returned to the study.
The sky had already dawned, and the entire Wucheng City had begun to wake up.
Mo Xuan's finger pressed on the human skin paper.
The innate boy's skill proficiency has reached 80% of the first glimpse of the door, and only the last 20% is short, and it can be upgraded to enter the hall!
"Upgrade!"
Mo Xuan did not hesitate in the slightest, and directly deducted four years of life!
The memories of four years of hard practice of Tong Zigong flooded into his mind, and at the last moment of his memory, Mo Xuan's pale golden skin shone brightly!
The skin changes directly from light gold to golden, as if a layer of gold dust has been applied!
On the human skin paper, the proficiency displayed behind the innate child skill is refreshed, and it directly becomes 0% of the hall entry!
Call!
With a long exhale, Mo Xuan looked at his palm, which had completely turned golden yellow.
Picking up the copper mirror on the table, Mo Xuan saw that his hair had also turned blonde.
All over the body, except for teeth and eyes, everything changed color.
"My strength seems to have increased..." Mo Xuan clenched his fist hard, and there was a faint sound of air being pinched and exploded.
"However, the speed of the internal energy consumption of the boy's skill is somewhat fast."
Mo Xuan quickly picked up the eight-hundred-pound bow on the wall.
With trembling hands, Mo Xuan filled the big bow.
Before that, Mo Xuan could only pull a large bow of seven hundred catties at most.
"In addition to strength, agility should also increase a lot." Mo Xuan picked up the wind drinking knife and slashed it a few times, and several afterimages appeared in the air.
Since Tong Zigong's internal strength was consumed too quickly, Mo Xuan experimented and immediately slowed down the speed of internal force operation.
The internal strength that was sharply consumed began to slowly recover.
"If you fight with others, I am afraid that the consumption of internal strength will be more, at most, it can only last... A blaze of incense time.
Mo Xuan calculated in his heart.
Compared with Tong Zigong, the improvement of Blood Fu Gong is only in terms of explosive power, moreover, the outbreak of Blood Fu Gong is only ten breaths at most.
"It's also an extra hole card."
Mo Xuan secretly said in his heart and put away the human skin paper.
......
After using the breakfast brought by Xiaoqing, Mo Xuan took the Pu Dao and prepared to go to the small courtyard near the back door to practice the Drinking Wind Dao Technique.
"Xuan'er."
Behind him, Mo Cang's thick voice sounded.
"Father? Can I help you? Mo Xuan stopped and looked at Mo Cang who was walking over.
In the past few days, it seems that there is something on the Yamen side, often calling Mo Cang over, and after Mo Cang came back, he was also in a hurry to deal with business matters, and the father and son hardly met.
"I said where did you go, it turned out to be here." Mo Cang smiled and said, "These days, are you okay?"
"It's the same old way, just nothing new is wrong." Mo Xuan replied.
Mo Cang nodded, "Xuan'er, the city has not been peaceful recently, I want to send you to the Taoist Temple on the outskirts of the city, stay there for a few days, and then come back when the city is peaceful."
Mo Xuan thought for a while when he heard this, "I don't think it's necessary, anyway, I have been staying at home anyway, and I won't encounter any danger." Compared
to outside the city, staying in the familiar environment of Mo Mansion made Mo Xuan feel more secure.
Moreover, after experiencing the human skin warning incident, Mo Xuan really planned not to go out before the ghost market auction.
"Well, it's okay, you pay more attention these days, don't overwork your body." Mo Cang instructed that he had learned from Zhao Bao that Mo Xuan was suddenly interested in martial arts.
There was no opinion about Mo Xuan's practice of martial arts Mo Cang, but he felt that Mo Xuan was looking for something to do, and he could also divert his attention, at least he didn't have to worry about fatigue all day.
After a few brief instructions, Mo Cang left in a hurry.
"Wucheng is indeed not calm these days, wait for the ghost market auction to end, take time to investigate."
Mo Xuan held the Pu knife and walked into the small courtyard.
After closing the door of the courtyard, Mo Xuan took out the human skin paper: Mo Xuan's
life: two years (+51)
can: 2
skills: congenital boy skill (enter the hall 0%) Bafang Chong Fist (enter the hall 50%) Blood Fu Gong (80%) Drinking knife (30%)
Evaluation: Useful waste materials, dead people who die soon!
In addition to the fact that Tong Zigong has reached the level of entering the hall, the energy value has also increased a little.
The increase in this energy value brought about an increase in the speed of cultivation, especially in the cultivation of the Wind Drinking Saber, in just half a day, the progress reached thirty percent.
"First improve the Tong Zi Gong, and then cultivate and cultivate the Wind Drinking Dao."
According to the plan, Mo Xuan first added points to Tong Zigong.
Four years of life deduction, proficiency directly to "10% of the hall entry".
"Sure enough, the increase in progress has become less."
Seeing that he had only increased his proficiency by ten percent, Mo Xuan was not surprised.
By now, Mo Xuan had spent a full thirty years of life value to upgrade the Tong Zi Gong.
In addition to the obvious life benefit brought at the beginning, now Tong Zigong can only bring simple internal strength improvement.
"But the energy value has changed from 1 to 2, how to evaluate or scrap?"
For the comment of the human skin paper, Mo Xuan was slightly dissatisfied.
After resting for a while, Mo Xuan felt that his body had fully adapted and continued to cultivate the Wind Drinking Dao Technique.
Mo Xuan was shocked in his heart, and the human skin paper took the initiative to warn.
But there was nothing around, except ... A funeral team!
"The danger comes from this funeral team?"
Mo Xuan looked at the slowly approaching team on the street, and he did not feel any danger.
At this time, on the human skin paper, red ink appeared on the edge of the word "danger", as if these two words were bleeding.
"Turn around immediately! Stay away from this team! Without
having time to think, Mo Xuan immediately ordered the horseman.
Hearing Mo Xuan's anxious tone, the horseman did not ask more, and directly drove the horse to turn around.
Mo Xuan nervously looked at the funeral team in the rear, fortunately the other party did not accelerate.
Gradually, Mo Xuan became more and more distant from the funeral team.
Suddenly, Mo Xuan saw that in the middle of the funeral procession, on the coffin that was being carried by someone, there was a child with blue and black skin!
Since he practiced Tong Zigong assiduously, Mo Xuan's senses had greatly improved, and at this time, it was absolutely impossible to look at the eyes.
"Is it a ghost?" Mo Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, wanting to see the appearance of the child clearly.
But, in the blink of an eye, the blue-skinned child, as well as the entire funeral team, disappeared directly!
"Stop!" Mo Xuan shouted in a deep voice.
"What's wrong, young master?" The horseman hurriedly pulled the horse to stop.
Mo Xuan did not speak, looking solemnly at the street behind him.
The funeral team disappeared like this!
"Young Master?" Seeing that Mo Xuan didn't reply, Mafu asked again.
"You look at the back."
"Back?" The horseman turned his head suspiciously, "Huh? The muffle seemed
to have thought of something, and his face instantly turned pale.
"Less... Young Master, we won't be a ghost, right? The groom was so frightened that his legs began to tremble.
"Get out of here first." Mo Xuan replied directly.
......
Back in Mo Mansion, Mo Xuan walked into the study with a calm face.
Staring at the human skin paper on the table, which had turned blank, Mo Xuan pondered for a while before he asked,
"Is there really a ghost in this world?"
On the human skin paper, handwriting slowly appeared - there is!
"Are there really ghosts?" Mo Xuan was surprised.
"Maybe I should ask in a different way, the ghosts of this world may not be the same as the ghosts I understand." Mo Xuan thought in his heart, and then spoke again:
"What is a ghost?"
After waiting for a while, the human skin paper was still blank.
"Is the problem too complicated?" Mo Xuan frowned and thought.
Then, Mo Xuan changed several questions, and even, asked again if there were any ghosts.
As a result, there was no response from the human skin paper.
After experimenting more than a dozen times, the human skin paper still did not respond, and Mo Xuan gave up.
"There are ghosts in this world..."
Mo Xuan recalled in his mind what he had seen in the county chronicle and other history books related to ghosts.
"In the county records and history books, there are no records of ghosts, or even hauntings..." The
more Mo Xuan thought about it, the more wrong it became.
Whether it is a history book or a county record, it is too "clean", even if the ghost does not exist, it is impossible to even have a text related to the ghost!
"Martial arts... Can it deal with ghosts? A
question suddenly popped up in Mo Xuan's mind.
"The human skin paper suggests danger, which means that at least my current strength can't deal with ghosts... But it is also possible that the number of ghosts is too much..."
Mo Xuan remembered that the funeral team had at least seventy or eighty people.
After this brief experience of bumping ghosts, Mo Xuan sank his heart again and practiced his skin for the last time today.
......
After practicing the skin and waiting for the blood scab on the surface of his body, Mo Xuan lay on the bed and slept deeply.
Since returning from the ghost market, Mo Xuan has not slept for a day and a night.
For Mo Xuan, who was in the advanced stage of blood cancer, both physically and mentally, he was already very tired.
......
The next day, at midnight.
Mo Xuan woke up on time.
With a hard shake, the blood scab on the body fell, and the skin under the blood scab had grown completely.
Opening the door, Mo Xuan jumped into the courtyard and began to practice martial arts!
At this time, it was not yet dawn, and in the courtyard where Mo Xuan lived, there was already a whistling sound of fists and feet.
After practicing the Innate Tong Zi Gong, Bafang Chong Fist, and Blood Fu Gong, Mo Xuan returned to the study.
The sky had already dawned, and the entire Wucheng City had begun to wake up.
Mo Xuan's finger pressed on the human skin paper.
The innate boy's skill proficiency has reached 80% of the first glimpse of the door, and only the last 20% is short, and it can be upgraded to enter the hall!
"Upgrade!"
Mo Xuan did not hesitate in the slightest, and directly deducted four years of life!
The memories of four years of hard practice of Tong Zigong flooded into his mind, and at the last moment of his memory, Mo Xuan's pale golden skin shone brightly!
The skin changes directly from light gold to golden, as if a layer of gold dust has been applied!
On the human skin paper, the proficiency displayed behind the innate child skill is refreshed, and it directly becomes 0% of the hall entry!
Call!
With a long exhale, Mo Xuan looked at his palm, which had completely turned golden yellow.
Picking up the copper mirror on the table, Mo Xuan saw that his hair had also turned blonde.
All over the body, except for teeth and eyes, everything changed color.
"My strength seems to have increased..." Mo Xuan clenched his fist hard, and there was a faint sound of air being pinched and exploded.
"However, the speed of the internal energy consumption of the boy's skill is somewhat fast."
Mo Xuan quickly picked up the eight-hundred-pound bow on the wall.
With trembling hands, Mo Xuan filled the big bow.
Before that, Mo Xuan could only pull a large bow of seven hundred catties at most.
"In addition to strength, agility should also increase a lot." Mo Xuan picked up the wind drinking knife and slashed it a few times, and several afterimages appeared in the air.
Since Tong Zigong's internal strength was consumed too quickly, Mo Xuan experimented and immediately slowed down the speed of internal force operation.
The internal strength that was sharply consumed began to slowly recover.
"If you fight with others, I am afraid that the consumption of internal strength will be more, at most, it can only last... A blaze of incense time.
Mo Xuan calculated in his heart.
Compared with Tong Zigong, the improvement of Blood Fu Gong is only in terms of explosive power, moreover, the outbreak of Blood Fu Gong is only ten breaths at most.
"It's also an extra hole card."
Mo Xuan secretly said in his heart and put away the human skin paper.
......
After using the breakfast brought by Xiaoqing, Mo Xuan took the Pu Dao and prepared to go to the small courtyard near the back door to practice the Drinking Wind Dao Technique.
"Xuan'er."
Behind him, Mo Cang's thick voice sounded.
"Father? Can I help you? Mo Xuan stopped and looked at Mo Cang who was walking over.
In the past few days, it seems that there is something on the Yamen side, often calling Mo Cang over, and after Mo Cang came back, he was also in a hurry to deal with business matters, and the father and son hardly met.
"I said where did you go, it turned out to be here." Mo Cang smiled and said, "These days, are you okay?"
"It's the same old way, just nothing new is wrong." Mo Xuan replied.
Mo Cang nodded, "Xuan'er, the city has not been peaceful recently, I want to send you to the Taoist Temple on the outskirts of the city, stay there for a few days, and then come back when the city is peaceful."
Mo Xuan thought for a while when he heard this, "I don't think it's necessary, anyway, I have been staying at home anyway, and I won't encounter any danger." Compared
to outside the city, staying in the familiar environment of Mo Mansion made Mo Xuan feel more secure.
Moreover, after experiencing the human skin warning incident, Mo Xuan really planned not to go out before the ghost market auction.
"Well, it's okay, you pay more attention these days, don't overwork your body." Mo Cang instructed that he had learned from Zhao Bao that Mo Xuan was suddenly interested in martial arts.
There was no opinion about Mo Xuan's practice of martial arts Mo Cang, but he felt that Mo Xuan was looking for something to do, and he could also divert his attention, at least he didn't have to worry about fatigue all day.
After a few brief instructions, Mo Cang left in a hurry.
"Wucheng is indeed not calm these days, wait for the ghost market auction to end, take time to investigate."
Mo Xuan held the Pu knife and walked into the small courtyard.
After closing the door of the courtyard, Mo Xuan took out the human skin paper: Mo Xuan's
life: two years (+51)
can: 2
skills: congenital boy skill (enter the hall 0%) Bafang Chong Fist (enter the hall 50%) Blood Fu Gong (80%) Drinking knife (30%)
Evaluation: Useful waste materials, dead people who die soon!
In addition to the fact that Tong Zigong has reached the level of entering the hall, the energy value has also increased a little.
The increase in this energy value brought about an increase in the speed of cultivation, especially in the cultivation of the Wind Drinking Saber, in just half a day, the progress reached thirty percent.
"First improve the Tong Zi Gong, and then cultivate and cultivate the Wind Drinking Dao."
According to the plan, Mo Xuan first added points to Tong Zigong.
Four years of life deduction, proficiency directly to "10% of the hall entry".
"Sure enough, the increase in progress has become less."
Seeing that he had only increased his proficiency by ten percent, Mo Xuan was not surprised.
By now, Mo Xuan had spent a full thirty years of life value to upgrade the Tong Zi Gong.
In addition to the obvious life benefit brought at the beginning, now Tong Zigong can only bring simple internal strength improvement.
"But the energy value has changed from 1 to 2, how to evaluate or scrap?"
For the comment of the human skin paper, Mo Xuan was slightly dissatisfied.
After resting for a while, Mo Xuan felt that his body had fully adapted and continued to cultivate the Wind Drinking Dao Technique.
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