My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 416 Recognition, Oil Lamp

Jiang Xinghuo obtained a fragment of the Golden Law from the corpse of the descendant of the Six-Law Taoist.

Moreover, the degree of completeness was beyond his imagination. Combined with the fragments that had already been fused in his body, it was already close to one tenth of the completeness.

Normally speaking, he now has enough capital to build his own signpost.

However, Jiang Xinghuo did not know how to set up a signpost. He felt that he should go to Taiping Ancient Town again. Perhaps the old man in the ancestral hall could give him some help.

Jiang Xinghuo remembered that the old man said that he once built his own beacon, but when the end of civilization came, the beacon he set up collapsed.

"You have integrated the fragments of the Golden Law, and the bodies of the descendants of the Six Laws Taoist have also turned into ashes and dissipated under the thunder of the sky."

"If you don't want to face the wrath of the leader head-on, it's best to leave Shaoxiang Village as soon as possible."

When Jiang Xinghuo saw the prompt in the game text, he didn't dare to be too careless, even though the death of the game character would not affect his real self.

But there are exceptions to everything, so it is better to be careful so as not to get yourself into trouble.

"What are you going to do now?"

"Do you choose to continue exploring in Shaoxiang Village, or leave this dangerous place as soon as possible before Taoist Liulü arrives?"

Jiang Xinghuo thought to himself that he should stop joking and slip away as soon as possible to avoid being blocked here, otherwise he would be doomed to die.

"You choose to leave Shaoxiang Village immediately."

"But you are still a little slow. A terrifying aura is approaching quickly and has already arrived over Shaoxiang Village in a blink of an eye."

"Before you could even see the other person's face clearly, you were enveloped by the terrifying murderous force..."

"You are dead."

Although Jiang Xinghuo felt a little bit sorry, he didn't take it to heart. The good thing about these exiles is that I can exchange my life for the treasure. You can't do anything to me. Once the treasure is in my hands, even if you kill me, the treasure won't come out.

On the contrary, if I want to kill you, all the treasures on your body will belong to me, and no one can stop me.

But at this moment, Jiang Xinghuo found that his mobile phone flashed and a new game text popped up.

"You have obtained the curse of the Six Laws Taoist."

Jiang Xinghuo was stunned at first, then he felt numbness in his body, followed by a sharp pain like a knife cutting. However, in just a moment, the pain disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by golden light flowing on the surface of his body.

"You have triggered the power of the Golden Rule."

"You have removed the curse that the Six Laws Taoists planted on you."

"Please note that since you were killed by a Taoist master in the secular world, you cannot use any items to revive within 24 hours. You can only enter the game again after 24 hours."

Tsk tsk, Jiang Xinghuo looked at the content of the game text and thought that he should be a special existence among all the game players. After all, not everyone can provoke the master to take action personally.

Counting on his fingers, he has offended quite a few masters now.

First it was the White Lotus Sect's Wusheng Laomu, then the limb splicer, and now there's the Six Laws Taoist.

In addition, there is the Lord of Reincarnation hiding in the underworld. If he knew that he had hidden a fragment of the law of reincarnation, he would definitely come and cause trouble for him.

You still have to improve your strength as soon as possible, otherwise when facing these masters, you will have no ability to resist at all, and even escape will be a luxury.

But now... I'd better go to sleep first.

After being killed by the master, it takes twenty-four hours before you can enter the game again. There is no other way but to wait.

Jiang Xinghuo charged his phone, washed his face, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

There was no conversation that night, and the next day dawned.

Seven o'clock.

Jiang Xinghuo opened his eyes leisurely. He had been lazy all day yesterday, so he had to get busy today. He couldn't be so lazy all the time.

Had breakfast.

Jiang Xinghuo opened the shop door and hung up a sign saying it was open for business.

The weather outside is getting colder and colder, and there are not as many people going out for fun as in the previous two months. Even with the influence of worldly forces, the flow of customers in the commercial street has obviously decreased.

But this is only temporary quietness. After this period of time, when the Chinese New Year is approaching, the flow of customers will increase.

Jiang Xinghuo was sitting leisurely on the sofa, flipping through a hardcover edition of The Legend of Swordsmen of Shushan. Looking at the bizarre world in the book and all kinds of fantastic spells and flying swords, Jiang Xinghuo sometimes couldn't help but imagine, if he entered the Shushan world with his current strength, what level would he be at?
Sanxian? ?
Earthly Immortal? ?
Or a fairy?

Or is he an ordinary Qigong practitioner? ?

Of course, he also knew that he was not qualified to be a Golden Immortal, and he probably had a hard time becoming a Heavenly Immortal.

If we compare them only in terms of pure combat power, I estimate it to be between Qigong practitioners and immortals.

Jiang Xinghuo was daydreaming when he heard the wind chimes at the door ringing and two people walked in.

"Welcome...what can I do for you?"

Jiang Xinghuo put the Shushan Swordsman in his hand on the coffee table, stood up and looked at the two people walking in from outside the door.

The leader was a white-haired old man, and behind him was a tall girl, who was the gamer named "Big Thor".

"You... I... my last name is also Jiang, we are the same Jiang!!"

After the old man walked in, he was a little excited and his words left Jiang Xinghuo stunned.

"Old man, do you... know me?"

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the old man strangely, but it would have been fine if he hadn't looked at him. After a closer look, he realized something was wrong.

He found that the middle-aged man's facial features looked somewhat similar to his grandfather's, especially his eyebrows and nose, which looked alike no matter how he looked at them.

"My name is Jiang Yuanqian. I should be... you... your great-grandfather!!"

The old man hesitated for a while, but finally said this.

"Grandpa?"

Jiang Xinghuo was even more confused when he heard this. When did the old man get a new brother? Why had he never heard him mention this before?

But judging from the name, it seems that he and the old man are really brothers. The old man's name is Jiang Yuanxiu, and everyone in their generation was named with the character "Yuan".

But later, due to various reasons, the family tree was destroyed, so since his father's generation, people named their children at will and not according to the records in the family tree.

Eh? ?

Suddenly, Jiang Xinghuo recalled an incident that happened in his childhood. At that time, he was still young and had not gone to school. He accidentally heard his grandfather say after drinking that he had a brother who was three years older than him, who seemed to work in the Archaeological Bureau, but later died in an accident.

Could it be... this old man? ?

"Please sit down for a moment..."

Jiang Xinghuo asked the old man to sit on the sofa and poured a cup of tea for him and the girl.

Afterwards, Jiang Xinghuo went outside and called his father.

He originally wanted to call the old man, but then he thought that the old man was old, what if he got emotional and had some problems? It would be safer to call Lao Jiang first.

The call came through quickly.

Jiang Xinghuo didn't waste any time and simply explained the situation over the phone.

When Mr. Jiang heard what his son said, he was also shocked. His son didn't understand this matter, but he knew it very well.

The old man did have an older brother who had an accident while doing archaeological research.

It is said that he was buried by a mudslide. Although he was given the title of death in the line of duty, this matter has become a thorn in the old man's heart.

The old man always believed that his brother was still alive in this world, but he didn't know whether he could see him again in his lifetime.

Father Jiang didn't take it too seriously at first, thinking that the old man was just too stubborn. But now, he thought that maybe the brothers were connected by heart, and the old man really could sense it.

Therefore, Father Jiang immediately gave Jiang Xinghuo a death order, asking him to keep old man Jiang Yuanqian.

He immediately went to find the old man with Jiang's mother and went to Binhai to see what was going on.

Jiang Xinghuo hung up the phone and looked back at Jiang Yuanqian in the house, thinking that if this old man was really his great-grandfather, then his grandfather's worries would be put to rest.

"Grandpa, please sit here with me for a while. My parents and grandpa will be here in the afternoon."

"Okay, I'm not in a hurry, not in a hurry..."

Hearing Jiang Xinghuo's address, the old man nodded repeatedly, his hands trembling slightly.

Although the two parties have not met yet, Jiang Xinghuo feels that this cannot be false. Not to mention that the names are exactly the same, even from the facial features, the old man's identity can be confirmed.

"By the way, this is yours..."

Mr. Jiang looked at his granddaughter beside him, then looked at Jiang Xinghuo beside him, and asked, "Child, how old is your birthday?"

"July 21, 1997."

"Oh, then she is your cousin, Jiang Miaozhen, two years older than you."

Old Master Jiang had an idea in mind and began to introduce the identity of the girl next to him.

"Cousin."

Jiang Xinghuo nodded.

"Little brother."

Jiang Miaozhen also responded with a smile.

The two people seemed to have already confirmed each other's identities, and there was no awkwardness in calling each other by name.

"Your cousin has had poor health since childhood, so she stayed in the Taoist temple to recuperate. Her name was also given by the master in the temple..."

The old man started talking.

Jiang Xinghuo smiled and chatted with the old man, and also learned what happened to the old man.

In the 1960s, the Yellow River experienced a world-famous dry-up. Following reports from local villagers, the Archaeological Bureau discovered a tomb suspected to be from the Qin and Han dynasties under the riverbed of the Longmen Grand Canyon. They then reported it to the Archaeological Institute of BJ.

The leaders of the institute were very excited at the time and immediately sent an archaeological team to explore.

However, the confidentiality measures at the time were not good enough, and peace had only been enjoyed for a few years, so the people's legal awareness was very weak.

While the archaeological team was excavating on this side, the local people were digging on the other side, which attracted a lot of wild dogs that smelled the blood.

Fortunately, the army later maintained order and the situation was stabilized. However, the best opportunity for excavation was missed, and the area where the river had been cut off was covered by river water again, which greatly increased the difficulty of archaeological excavation.

There were also many desperate criminals who were greedy for money and wanted to use explosives to blow up the tomb. In addition, there had been several heavy rains in the past few days, and the combination of the two actually triggered a mudslide.

At that time, the archaeological team that Jiang Yuanqian was in was completely submerged by the flood and mud. The research institute's search and rescue efforts were fruitless, so it issued a notice of sacrifice to the families of the victims.

However, Jiang Yuanqian was blessed with good fortune. Although he was swept away by the mudslide and flood, he was caught by a big tree and managed to survive. He was rescued by fishermen on the shore and taken home.

Jiang Yuanqian recovered from his injuries under the care of the fishermen and returned to BJ's research institute. However, he was placed under quarantine and investigation as soon as he returned, and was finally sent to the countryside to raise pigs.

Ten years later, Jiang Yuanqian returned to his unit, but when he went back to look for his family, everything had changed.

Moreover, in that special era, a large number of files were burned, household registration was incomplete, and coupled with the underdeveloped technology, finding someone was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But over the years, the old man never forgot to look for his brothers and always kept this matter in mind.

The old man is now the director of the Kyoto Cultural Relics Research Institute. This time he was invited to Binhai to lead an archaeological excavation.

By chance, I saw Jiang Xinghuo in a group photo of the Binhai Folk Association and recognized his appearance at a glance.

Soon after, the old man learned Jiang Xinghuo's last name, so he asked someone for his home address and rushed over with Jiang Miaozhen early in the morning.

"Good boy, this time I have no regrets. Even if I die, I can rest in peace. When I meet your great-grandfather and great-grandmother in the afterlife, I can give them a satisfactory explanation."

Old Master Jiang patted Jiang Xinghuo's hand, as if he had completely resolved a worry.

"There are still many days to come. You are in such good health, and good days are ahead of you."

Jiang Xinghuo was also afraid that if the old man relaxed his mind, the vital energy would leak out of his body and affect his health, so he thought of using the power of revival to check on him, but he found that the old man had plenty of vital energy and was in good health.

After a little thought, Jiang Xinghuo understood what was going on. It must be the credit of his cousin Jiang Miaozhen, who secretly took care of the old man's health.

"Grandpa, you said you came to Binhai for archaeological excavation. Is there an ancient tomb site here?"

The old man nodded and said:
"Yes, the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal was first built in the Spring and Autumn Period. It is one of the longest and largest ancient canals in not only our country but also the world. It is known as one of the three greatest projects in ancient my country along with the Great Wall and the Karez."

"The Grand Canal starts from Yuhang in the south and ends at Zhuojun in the north. It is nearly 2000 kilometers long and connects the five major water systems of Huaihe River, Haihe River, Yellow River, Yangtze River and Qiantang River. It has a history of more than 2500 years. From its construction in the Spring and Autumn Period to its renovation in the Yuan Dynasty, it has buried countless lost histories."

"Some time ago, divers discovered some ancient relics at the bottom of the river and salvaged several bronze ornaments. Later, through sonar detection, they found that there might be an ancient tomb under the canal, and its history may date back to before the Qin and Han dynasties."

Before the Qin and Han Dynasties?

Jiang Xinghuo thought that this person was quite impressive, as he actually had such a long history.

However, Jiang Xinghuo was more concerned about why those players came here. Could it be that this ancient tomb was also related to the secular world?

Thinking of this, Jiang Xinghuo glanced at Jiang Miaozhen and found that the other party was also looking at him with a smile.

He immediately realized that this cousin was probably aware of his identity.

Of course, it’s not that he knows his specific identity in the game, but he realizes that he is also a player in the folk world.

The two of them already had a tacit understanding about this matter, and the only thing left was to tear off the last layer of window paper and reveal each other's identities.

Noon.

Jiang Xinghuo wanted to invite the old man to eat outside, but the old man insisted on waiting here, so Jiang Xinghuo had to go out to buy some food and finish this simple lunch. 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

Jiang Xinghuo received a call from his father, saying that they had already entered the city and would be able to reach him in half an hour.

Perhaps because he was homesick, after hearing the news, Mr. Jiang Yuanqian, who was used to many ups and downs, became a little uneasy.

Sometimes she tidied her clothes, sometimes she fixed her hair, and then she closed her eyes and remained silent.

After half an hour.

The wind chimes hanging at the gate rang again.

Mr. Jiang, Mrs. Jiang and an energetic old man walked in from outside.

"Grandpa, dad, mom."

Jiang Xinghuo immediately stood up and winked at his parents who were walking behind him.

He had already discussed it with his father when he called in the morning, but he didn't tell the old man what exactly happened.

He just said that Jiang Xinghuo was sick a few days ago, and since he had nothing to do now, he came over to visit and asked if the old man wanted to come along.

When the old man heard that his eldest grandson was sick, he could no longer sit still and immediately decided to come along.

But when he looked over, he saw that Jiang Xinghuo was not only alive and well, but also greeted him with a rosy face, which meant that there was nothing wrong with his body. He finally put his mind at ease.

"Grandpa, who do you think this is?"

Jiang Xinghuo moved aside to let the old man pass.

Jiang Yuanqian also stood up from the sofa and subconsciously held his breath, as if he was afraid that his breathing was too heavy and would make others feel his inner tension.

Although the look on his face said it all.

Old man Jiang Yuanxiu listened to his grandson's words and looked behind him cooperatively. Looking at Jiang Yuanqian standing there, he felt very familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was or where he had seen him.

However, when he looked at Jiang Yuanqian's gray hair, old face, and wrinkles all over his face, Jiang Yuanxiu suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

It is a blood-related, indelible kinship.

"Big...brother?"

Jiang Yuanxiu looked at the figure opposite him, feeling inexplicably dazed. A familiar figure gradually overlapped with the person in front of him.

He actually felt that the old and vigorous peer in front of him was a bit like the brother whose memory had long since blurred.

I am really old. When Jiang Yuanxiu said this, he felt it was outrageous.

Although the old man said that he didn't believe that his brother was dead, he knew in his heart that it was almost impossible for his brother to survive the disaster, otherwise why didn't he come back for so many years.

"No... not..."

Old man Jiang Yuanxiu shook his head, thinking he had mistaken someone, and was about to apologize.

"Little brother...you...you can still...recognize..." Jiang Yuanqian was so excited that he couldn't speak.

When Jiang Yuanxiu heard the other party's address, he was also stunned and subconsciously turned his head to look at Jiang Xinghuo next to him.

"Xing'er..."

Jiang Xinghuo stepped forward and held the old man's arm, and said softly: "Grandpa, you are not mistaken, this is the great grandfather..."

"Really, big brother?"

Jiang Yuanxiu woke up as if from a dream. Looking at Jiang Yuanqian's face, his eyes suddenly felt warm. The two brothers, who had been separated for decades, finally met again here.

Jiang Xinghuo originally thought that when brothers met, they would have endless things to talk about, and they would have to chat for several hours to relieve the joys and sorrows of not seeing each other for decades.

But he still underestimated the temperament of the two old men. However, after more than ten minutes, their emotions gradually stabilized.

"Brother, this is your nephew and niece-in-law."

"Uncle!"

Mr. and Mrs. Jiang came over immediately and called out.

"Good, good, good!"

Old Master Jiang Yuanqian said hello three times, with a smile on his face, and then said, "Miaozhen, why don't you come over and meet your second grandfather and your second uncle and aunt."

"Second Grandfather, I am Miaozhen."

"Okay, good boy."

Old man Jiang Yuanxiu nodded repeatedly.

"Second uncle, second aunt."

Jiang Miaozhen greeted Jiang's father and Jiang's mother again.

"Good boy, come on."

Mother Jiang looked at the gentle and decent Jiang Miaozhen, smiled and pulled her to her side, and the two of them started to talk in private.

"Brother, why didn't my sister-in-law and nephew come?"

Jiang Yuanxiu suddenly asked.

Jiang Yuanqian sighed and shook his head when he heard this, "Your sister-in-law died of lung cancer 20 years ago, and the two children also died in the line of duty. Miaozhen and I are the only ones left at home. How is your sister-in-law?"

"Leaving too."

Jiang Yuanxiu shook his head and said, "I fell on the road in the winter two years ago, and my health got worse day by day. I passed away before the end of the year, and I was left alone at home."

"Dad, uncle, it's getting late now, why don't we find a hotel first and talk while we eat."

At this time, Father Jiang interrupted the two old people's conversation to prevent them from talking about the sad things in their hearts.

"Okay, that's right, let's eat first and then talk after dinner."

Jiang Xinghuo said, "Grandpa, great-grandpa, I have already booked the restaurant. We can go there anytime. The private room has been reserved."

"Good boy, you think it through."

Jiang Yuanxiu praised it, and then the group left the shop and drove to the restaurant.

The two old men hadn't seen each other for many years. They both drank a lot of wine, and it was almost eight o'clock when they finished their meal.

Jiang Xinghuo booked a hotel outside, one room for his grandfather and one for his parents. Jiang Yuanqian did not return to his own residence, but prepared to have a long talk with Jiang Yuanxiu all night.

Finally, the only siblings left on the street were Jiang Xinghuo and Jiang Miaozhen, who had just met each other.

"Sister Miaozhen, shall I take you back to where you live?"

Jiang Xinghuo looked at Jiang Miaozhen beside him.

"No hurry, little brother, I'll take you back first. I have something else to do later."

Jiang Miaozhen shook her head and did not allow Jiang Xinghuo to refuse. She stepped on the accelerator and the black jeep drove towards the shop like a cheetah.

"So this is your true face..."

Jiang Xinghuo sat in the car, looking at the scenery passing by outside the window, and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

He said that how could a player who mainly practiced thunder magic have a gentle and docile personality.

It’s not that people with this kind of personality can’t practice thunder magic, but this kind of personality is completely different from the fierce and domineering style of thunder magic.

It's like a burly man who doesn't use the Green Dragon Crescent Blade as a weapon, but has to use an embroidery needle and a dagger, which cannot exert its original power at all.

Fifteen minutes later.

The black jeep had already stopped outside the commercial street.

"Little brother, I won't go in. You should go to bed early. I'll come to see you tomorrow morning."

"Okay, Sister Miaozhen, drive slower."

Jiang Xinghuo got out of the car and waved to Jiang Miaozhen. The black jeep quickly disappeared from his sight.

Jiang Xinghuo watched Jiang Miaozhen drive away, then he took out the thorn ring from his magic bag, threw it on his head, and began to track Jiang Miaozhen's whereabouts.

The murderous aura from this sister could hardly be concealed, and it was obvious that she was going to go out and chop someone with a knife.

It would be fine if it was an unrelated person, but Jiang Miaozhen was his cousin, he couldn't just stare at her like that.

After about ten minutes, Jiang Miaozhen's car stopped right next to the Beijing Grand Canal.

Jiang Xinghuo got the exact location, found a deserted place, and performed his magic of movement.

Like a phantom of light, under the cover of night, it quickly rushed towards the Beijing Grand Canal.

…………

canal.

The canal was surrounded by darkness, and there didn't seem to be anything unusual. However, Jiang Xinghuo was hiding in the shadows, and when he looked up and down, a divine light flickered in his small pupils.

Lines of text information immediately appeared on the retina.

"Invisible (Excellent Item), a spell that specifically blocks the sight of ordinary people. It can hide a certain area, and outsiders cannot discover the secret at all. As long as ordinary people get close to the area covered by the spell, they will want to leave."

Jiang Miaozhen stood on the bank of the canal, looking at the talismans pasted on the bridge, a sneer on her face.

"Little tricks!!"

There was a purple-black flash of lightning in Li Miaozhen's eyes. She stretched out her right hand and took off the "invisible talisman" that was pasted on the bridge. Then she pasted a new talisman on the bridge.

Jiang Xinghuo took another look:
"The Cave Heaven Talisman (a special item) can completely isolate a fixed area from the outside world, allowing entry but not exit. Anything that happens in the outside world cannot affect this area, and vice versa."

Afterwards, Jiang Miaozhen untied her ponytail, and at the same time, a flash of lightning appeared on her palm, and a black Miao knife over four feet long appeared in her palm.

"Xianfeng Fury Thunder (Legendary Item), a magical weapon forged from Heavenly Thunder Meteorite Iron, possesses the innate ability of 'summoning thunder and lightning', and blesses thunder practitioners with 70% of their power."

Jiang Xinghuo watched as a flash of lightning flashed across the Miao Dao, and then Jiang Miaozhen's figure disappeared.

"Ah, what a troublesome girl..."

Jiang Xinghuo sighed lightly and walked out of the darkness. The Dragon King's Taoist soldier appeared in his hand and he entered the space where the Cave Heaven Talisman evolved.

…………

"Boom!!"

As soon as Jiang Xinghuo appeared in the cave space, he saw Jiang Miaozhen holding a Miao Dao, with a Dharma image formed by wind and thunder emerging behind him, beating up two Arabs in black clothes.

In addition, there were many game players fighting each other. Jiang Xinghuo also saw Lin Tianshou not far away. The Five Elements Qi was flowing unsteadily, launching a fierce attack around the three Middle Eastern guys.

"Foreigner?"

Jiang Xinghuo raised his eyebrows, feeling that something was wrong. How could it be related to foreigners again?

But the current situation did not allow him to think too much, because an Arab in a black robe was rushing towards him, holding a gold and silver inlaid oil lamp in his hand.

The Arab muttered something in Latin and then wiped the golden pot with his hand.

A blue smoke quickly emerged from the oil lamp and turned into a strange blue giant, which swung its fist towards Jiang Xinghuo's head.

Bang!
Jiang Xinghuo waved the Dragon King's Dao Soldier in his hand and knocked back the blue fist's attack head-on. The blue giant shrank back into the oil lamp in pain.

"Aladdin's lamp, genie?"

Seeing the methods used by this Arab, Jiang Xinghuo immediately thought of the folk legends in the Arab region.

The little pupils also sparkled as they looked at the Arab in front of them.

"Aladdin (rare relic), a foreign traveler who has traveled all over the world, has the gifted ability to talk to gods, and can contract the power of gods for his own use."

Then, Jiang Xinghuo looked at the oil lamp in Aladdin's hand.

"Little Lamp God (rare item), looks very similar to the Lamp God in the secular legend, but does not have the Lamp God's ability to grant wishes. It only has terrifying brute force and extraordinary evasion speed. Special talent: Lamp Body."

"Body in the Lamp: You can transform your body into smoke and hide inside an oil lamp. It has a defense capability several times stronger than diamond and can block damage from elemental attributes."

When Jiang Xinghuo saw the information observed by Tathagata Zang, he thought that this innate ability was a bit cheating.

It is simply a coward, hiding inside its shell. Outsiders cannot attack it. If you want to cause effective damage to it, you must seize the brief gap when it leaves the oil lamp and attacks the enemy.

Whoosh! ! The strong cold wind swept over again, and the two blue fists opened left and right, piercing the ears with two peaks!
Jiang Xinghuo waved the Dragon King's Dao soldiers, dealing with the attacks of the blue giant while thinking of a solution in his mind.

However, this little genie is more cunning than a ghost and more slippery than a human. After one attack, no matter whether it succeeds or not, it will immediately shrink back into the oil lamp and will never fight you a second time.

"Okay, if that's the case, then I won't fight you. I'll just go straight to your master."

Jiang Xinghuo thought that since he couldn't defeat the blue giant in the oil lamp, he would first deal with the bearded man named Aladdin. Without the control of their master, these monsters would probably not be able to cause any big waves.

"Shh!"

Jiang Xinghuo flashed and appeared behind Aladdin. The Dragon King's soldiers chopped down and hit Aladdin's back of the head.

But at the moment when the Dragon King's Taoist soldier hit the target, a big blue palm stretched out from Aladdin's lower back, just blocking the sharp blade of the Dragon King's Taoist soldier.

Aladdin also took this opportunity to rush forward and hide where the Dragon King's soldiers could not reach him.

Jiang Xinghuo then discovered that this Aladdin actually had more than one oil lamp on him! !

(End of this chapter)