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Chapter 32 The Divine Soldiers Descend From Heaven (Fourth Change)

Fatty, who grew up in Yizhou, a foreign camp in Shanhaiguan, has been fascinated by the unique local culture of the Five Immortals since he was a child.

Although he never took these things seriously, after all, the Five Immortals' family was very famous in Yingyi Prefecture.

Among them, the most popular legend is the Huangxian, one of the Five Immortals, that is, the story of the weasel begging for feudal title.

According to folklore, if a weasel cultivates, if he wants to gain the Tao, he must stop others to ask for his title.

If the head can be obtained, the weasel's cultivation base can be regarded as solid, so that he can jump into the position of earth fairy in one step and escape from the category of demon.

But if you don't get the head seal, it means that the opportunity has not come, not only all the previous practice will be invalidated, but also a period of evil karma will be carried on your back.

Fatty remembers that he was naughty and playful when he was a child, and he always played until night and still refused to go home.

And the old man at home will always use this matter to scare him, telling him not to go out and wander around in the middle of the night, otherwise, if he encounters Huang Xian asking for his title, he will suffer.

When he was young, Fatty believed these things to be true, but when he grew up, he also understood that these were just rumors spread among the older generation.

What he never expected was that in such a strange environment today, he actually heard what Huang Xian said in the story.

At the moment when the voice came, the white mist in front of the three of them instantly dimmed a lot.

The figure sitting on the small mound finally became clear.

It was indeed an animal, and looked about the size of a weasel.

It was wearing a tattered dress that it didn't know where it came from, and a bamboo hat on its head, which looked a bit nondescript.

But from just now, Feng Yun's eyes have been full of doubts.

The voice begging for seal just now always sounded weird, but for a while, I couldn't tell what was so weird.

"Boss! This guy can spit out people's words, so he must be the monster who is behind the scenes, right?"

Feng Yun nodded lightly, lowered his voice and said to the two people beside him:

"It's very possible, but I always feel that something is wrong..."

This strange feeling has been lingering in Feng Yun's heart, but Feng Yun thought about it, but it was difficult to sort out a clear train of thought.

At this moment, that hoarse and weird voice came again, and what he said was exactly the same as before.

"Excuse me, look at me, do I look like a man or a god?"

Yan Qilin and Fatty frowned solemnly, obviously they had never experienced such a thing, and they didn't know what to do now.

"Excuse me... Do you think I look like a human or a god?"

It seemed that there was no response from the few people, but the monster actually spoke again and asked again.

"Damn..."

The fat man was speechless for a while, obviously if they didn't respond, this guy would keep repeating this sentence over and over again.

However, at this moment, the taciturn Yan Qilin suddenly spoke:

“I can't speak Chinese! (I can't speak Chinese)”

"Hey, boring gourd, it's ok!"

The fat man looked at Yan Qilin in surprise:
"You stupid gourd, can you speak foreign languages?"

The fat man was immediately amused, and Yan Qilin answered the question by dragging the foreign language like this, but he didn't answer it completely.

After all, foreign languages ​​are useless for Dayan's challenge.

Feng Yun was not surprised. In the settings of the folk game in the previous life, Yan Qilin was proficient in multiple languages ​​and traveled all over the place because of treasure hunting in various places.

At this time, the fat man looked at the black shadow in the distance with a smirk, thinking that Yan Qilin's words, this guy must be fooled.

As expected, the black shadow fell silent, as if he had never encountered such a response before.

But just when the fat man was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the voice came again.

"Do you think I look like a person or a god? (Do you think I look like a person or a god?)"

"Fuck?"

The fat man's eyes widened, and Yan Qilin also looked at the monster suspiciously.

There is a folklore in Yingyi Prefecture that the yellow skin is begging for a seal, but no one has ever said that this guy can speak English?The pronunciation is pretty damn standard?
"Damn it...for the English version?"

The fat man then thrust his waist, his face flushed with anger.

To say that the most flustered of the three is undoubtedly Fatty.

After all, Yan Qilin is a long-lived NPC. The things he has experienced in this life are unimaginable to ordinary people. His mood is naturally more stable, and he also has the value of force.

But Fatty is different, this place made him flustered, but now that such a yellow-skinned person popped out to ask for seal, it made Fatty even more confused.

Fear often leads to anger, which was quickly revealed by the fat man.

This unpleasant sound stimulated the fat man's nerves, and the flustered fat man's chest was filled with fire. Immediately afterwards, he stepped forward, pointed at the black shadow on the mound, and shouted:
"I think you look like..."

However, before the fat man finished speaking, Feng Yun covered the fat man's mouth with one hand, and said sternly:
"Don't pick up on what it says, it's asking for title, if you say something wrong, all the karma he carries will fall on you."

Upon hearing this, the fat man immediately swallowed back the words that came to his lips, then looked at Feng Yun and asked:

"Then what should we do, we can't just stand here."

"I always feel that something is wrong, so don't act rashly.

Don't answer it again, but you can scold it!The dirtier the better, monsters are afraid of dark things, this is the best way to deal with Huang Pizi. "

Relying on Feng Yun, who is proficient in folklore knowledge, he quickly thought of a countermeasure.

Although this bastard's sudden foreign language made Feng Yun confused, but after all, everything remains the same.

When encountering Huang Pizi asking for a title, no matter whether he looks like a man or a god, it will be a kind of damage to his life and fortune.

Moreover, this is an extremely dark place, if it complies with its request, it is unknown what big troubles will arise.

Therefore, if you encounter a challenge in the wilderness, you must not respond, let alone escape.

The best way is to use obscenities and insults, which will make the weasel, which has poor eyesight, temporarily unable to see.

If you can use this to escape, you will be fine.

The only consequence of doing this is that if Huang Pizi remembers his appearance before, he may provoke Huang Pizi, who is already narrow-minded and revengeful.

However, Feng Yun didn't need to consider this point. The purpose of his coming this time was to arrest this monster, so naturally he wouldn't give it a chance to retaliate.

But at this moment, only Feng Yun knew that his heart was beating very fast.

For Feng Yun, this was also the first time he had encountered a demon. At least for now, it should be a weasel spirit.

This made Feng Yun feel a little uncertain, but he knew his identity very well. He was not only the director, but also the backbone of the team. If he panicked even himself, then the other two would be the same.

Therefore, Feng Yun never showed his emotions from the beginning to the end. In the eyes of Fatty and Yan Qilin, Feng Yun was always as calm as water, and he looked quite superior.

After hearing what Feng Yun said, the fat man immediately rolled up his sleeves.

As far as fighting is concerned, with Yan Qilin around, he might not be ranked high.

But when it comes to cursing skills, Fatty has never met an opponent in all these years.

With Feng Yun behind him, the fat man felt more confident. He saw him stepping forward, pointing at the black shadow on the mound not far away, and began to curse.

In the next few minutes, Fatty launched a unilateral crazy output.

He carried out uninterrupted mental torture around the weasel's parents. Even in his words, even the eighteen generations of the weasel's ancestors were not spared, and even the eighteen generations of its ancestors had begun to breed.

The contents of cursing are also as dirty as they are, and Feng Yun and Yan Qilin who are on the side can't help but swallow their mouths.

After finishing his greetings to his parents and eighteen generations of ancestors, the fat man took the next three roads as the theme, standing on the commanding heights of morality and continuously insulting him in various ways.

Comments The weasel is small and does not carry a handle, and it is not easy to carry a handle. In the future, I will not be able to find a female weasel, so I can only marry a bottle with a mouth, and this must be an oral liquid bottle.

Strange to say, the black shadow that was originally sitting on the mound made a strange cry at this moment.

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, the overwhelming Yin Qi surged like a tide, and the old locust tree covering the sky and the sun not far away seemed to have life at this moment, shaking its teeth and claws wildly in the darkness.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The ground in front of the three of them began to crack, and bloody hands stretched out from the ground.

This scene really scared the fat man a lot. Just as he was about to step back, Feng Yun's voice came from his ear again:

"Don't stop, this is an illusion, how can it have such abilities? These illusions can't hurt you, keep cursing, and leave the rest to us!"

Hearing these words, the fat man knew what he was saying, and he didn't notice that Yan Qilin approached Feng Yun with a puzzled expression, and asked in a low voice:
"Really?"

Without even thinking about it, Feng Yun shook his head:

"Of course it's false, but although it's an illusion, don't forget, we are now in a very dark place.

The yin spirits you see crawling out of the ground are actually just the transformation of yin qi and do not exist.

But the most yin qi can also hurt people, corrode the body and yang qi. If we are injured or die in this illusion, the same will happen in reality. We will never be able to leave this extremely yin place.

Therefore, we must protect Fatty, and don't let him fall here! "

While talking, Feng Yun bit his fingertips, and then drew a strange symbol on Yan Qilin's palm with the blood from his fingertips.

"Fingertip blood is also called heart blood. It is the most yang thing. Use yang blood to draw the closed door seal, and you can attack these yin spirits!"

Yan Qilin nodded without saying a word, then clenched his hands into fists and went straight to where the fat man was.

While speaking, countless bloody ghosts crawled out from the surrounding ground, and approached the fat man crazily.

Accompanied by the fat man's dirty and inaudible curses as always, Yan Qilin jumped up, like a divine soldier descending from the sky!
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