Pioneering

Chapter 70
Dayan Dynasty, Jiangning Mansion, east of Surabaya City, between the cattle and horse market and the human market.

"Yeah~!"

The short and thin Zhang Xiaowu let out a sharp and piercing roar that didn't sound like a human voice, as if he was extremely angry at the escape of his prey.

"What are you shouting for? Calling you paralyzed!"

"Grandpa Zhong, I'm back to give you warmth!"

A gloomy blue light flashed, and the light had not completely dissipated before Zhong Ming's scolding came out first.

"Huh? Zhong Da..." Zhang Xiaowu, with green eyes, wanted to say something in surprise.

"Say you are paralyzed! Look at the trick!"

With a wave of Zhong Ming's hand, a cloud of silvery powder was thrown in front of "Zhang Xiaowu" in an instant.

"Bah ah~"

"Zhang Xiaowu" squeezed his sleeves lightly with two fingers, and waved the sleeves to drive away the powder in front of his face, Zhong Ming felt sick for a while looking at her charming appearance.

It seems that Mithril, which is a special attack on evil creatures in the magical world, is not effective against Chinese ghosts!
That's reckless!
Now I want to see who is the little pickle!

"Brother Zhong, what are you doing~" "Zhang Xiaowu", who was pinching his sleeve, said coquettishly.

This extravagant and strange sound seems to have a strange temptation, which is enough to make ordinary people's legs go weak and their imaginations run wild.

But today is different from the past. To Zhong Ming, this kind of mental attack is like a mayfly shaking a tree or an egg hitting a rock.

"Shut up, bold monster, I can tell you are not human at a glance!"

Zhong Ming took a deep breath, his legs suddenly exerted strength, his figure blurred, and he appeared behind "Zhang Xiaowu" in an instant.

"Bah!"

Zhong Ming let out a low snort, his arms bulged with veins, and he hugged "Zhang Xiaowu" from behind suddenly with a bear hug.

"Yah~!"

"Zhang Xiaowu" or the female ghost Zheng Xiuxiu obviously did not expect that Zhong Ming, who was vulnerable before, would be reborn after a few breaths, becoming so vigorous that he had no room to react.

The sharp and ear-piercing ghost screams swept away in all directions, and the cold energy was about to penetrate into Zhong Ming's body along his arms.

"roar~"

Zhong Ming shouted angrily, and the hot blood in his body boiled up, and the hidden fighting spirit in the blood seemed to be provoked by something, and rushed towards the Yin Qi that was trying hard to infiltrate the epidermis, and strangled him instantly clean.

"Hey!" Zhong Ming's mouth curled into a smile, and he said mockingly, "That's all you have, why are you still going out to harm people?"

"If you're sensible, come out of Zhang Xiaowu's body obediently. Maybe when the uncle is in a good mood, he can consider whether to let you go."

Zhong Ming didn't want to hurt Zhang Xiaowu, otherwise, with his current strength, he would be able to shatter the body that was blessed by the ghost with a single punch.

Or simply condense the mental power and release it, which can directly crush the consciousness of this female ghost and Zhang Xiaowu into slag.

When he was at 10 o'clock, Zhong Ming was able to do external investigation and self-introspection;
At 50 points of spirit, Zhong Ming can use the spirit to interfere with matter to move some small objects under the strong stability of the material world in the magical world.

After yesterday's metamorphosis, Zhong Ming, who had reached 100 points of spirit, had a qualitative leap in his spiritual power. Not only did he initially realize the materialization of his spiritual power, but he could also hypnotize people whose mental power was far inferior to his own at a glance.

If the little nobles under him at the official knight level were not protected by the interference and protection of fighting energy, Zhong Ming would be able to silently turn them into his loyal dogs in minutes.

When I just crossed over to the Great Yan Dynasty, not only Troupe Master She helped me a lot, but also other people in the troupe were also very friendly to me.

Therefore, even though Zhang Xiaowu was greedy and made mistakes, Zhong Ming was still willing to give him a hand and save him if he could, as long as he didn't hurt himself.

"Do you think I'm stupid? If you really want me to let this kid go, just let me go and stay ten feet away from me."

The sharp voice of the female ghost Zheng Xiuxiu came from Zhang Xiaowu's body, saying, "After you leave, I will come out of this boy's body."

Zheng Xiuxiu really wanted to run away, no one knew that her prey was so weird, it disappeared in the blink of an eye, and appeared in front of her in the blink of an eye with incomparable vigor.

The scorching hot blood was like a scraper, constantly scraping behind him.

The pain that I haven't felt since I became a ghost keeps hitting me, making my soul and body unstable.

It's a hell of a life!
"Okay, it's a deal!" Zhong Ming rolled his eyes and said pretending to be bold.

After saying that, Zhong Ming let go of "Zhang Xiaowu" suddenly, and jumped three to five feet away with a light leap.

Zhong Ming stared at Zheng Xiuxiu, and walked back ten feet away.

I saw "Zhang Xiaowu" suddenly staggered and fell to the ground, a gust of dark wind swept out from his body.

If it was an ordinary person, they would not be able to detect ghosts and ghosts, but could only feel a ray of cold wind blowing towards the sky.

But under Zhong Ming's perception, a female ghost dressed in red and gold was rushing towards the night sky at high speed.

The spiritual power that seemed to be substantial spread out from Zhong Ming's body, spinning, elongating, compressing, and rotating at an extremely fast speed, turning into thousands of invisible thin needles, and in the blink of an eye, they flew towards the woman who was fleeing through the sky. The ghost shot away violently.

"Ah~~!"

If there is anything in the world that can be faster than the speed of light, it must be thinking.

Although this mental power flying needle is not as fast as anyone's thoughts, it is not something that the female ghost Zheng Xiuxiu can escape.

After this shrill scream, the body of the female ghost who was shot into a sieve fluttered for a while, unable to fly anymore, and landed on the ground not far away.

Zhong Ming rushes over, and suddenly appears in front of the female ghost.

"Young master, have mercy! I..."

Zhong Ming expressed that he didn't want to chat, and rewarded her with a spirit needle again.

A wisp of green smoke drifted past, and the female ghost Zheng Xiuxiu completely disappeared from the world, her soul was scattered.

At this moment, Zheng's butcher shop in the south of Surabaya City.

The fleshy Zheng Tu shouted into the room:

"Daughter, my good daughter, where have you been, help Dad get some wine from the cellar?"

Zheng Tu, who was addicted to alcohol in the middle of the night, was thinking about how to deal with his daughter's complaints when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his mind.

"Ah~"

Zheng Tu suddenly fell to the ground with his head in his arms, his pupils swelled, and he roared:
"It hurts a certain family! It hurts a certain family!"

……

After a long time, the drowsy Zheng Tu got up while supporting the courtyard wall, and muttered to himself:

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do?
Oh, I'm Zheng Yuandong, I'm at my home, and I'm looking for my daughter.

Um?do i have a daughterDidn't my wife die long ago?Where is my daughter from?
I don't have a daughter?No, I have a daughter!Ah, that's not true either..."

Zheng Tu's temples were bulging with veins, his eyes were dull, and he was talking in a daze, covering his head, groping back and forth to the side of the bed in the bedroom, and fell asleep, unwilling to think about anything.

On the way, he accidentally bumped into the altar in the main hall, and a cracked tablet on the altar fell down with a "bang", breaking into an unknown number of pieces.

(End of this chapter)