Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 214 Clues and Succubus Eye Technique

Although the voice was hoarse and unclear, it might be his name, and Song Changming heard it clearly.

"Eternal light."

The corpse puppet screamed again, this time its voice was more confident and clearer.

Song Changming frowned and looked at the corpse in front of him. The sense of familiarity in his mind became stronger and stronger.

Nan Chenguang on the side didn't care about that. He slashed out a stream of sword energy with his sword, pointing directly at the corpse puppet.

Seeing that the corpse puppet was about to be killed by Nan Chenguang, a wind-attributed sword energy came across and collided with the green sword energy, intercepting it.

Nan Chenguang narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Changming who had made the move, with a dangerous look in his pupils.

"Wait a moment." Song Changming said, glanced at him, and walked closer to the corpse puppet.

Perhaps it was because Song Changming had just rescued him, or perhaps he also wanted to see what the corpse puppet would say, so he temporarily pressed down the sword and did not attack violently.

"How do you know me?" Song Changming looked at the corpse in front of him from a close distance. The other party clearly called his name just now.

"I am Song Bao, Song Bao."

"Song Bao?" Song Changming paused, and the next moment his eyes widened and he said in surprise.

"You are Brother Bao!"

"No, I didn't expect to see you again, Changming. You've grown up." The corpse puppet's words became more fluent.

Song Bao was also a villager of Songjia Village. He grew up with his older brothers and they had a very good relationship.

When he was young, he was deeply impressed by this elder brother from the same village.

Although Song Changming's appearance has changed compared to his youth, the change is not too much.

He is still young and energetic, so it is normal for him to be recognized by the other party.

Afterwards, he joined the army together with Song Changping and Song Changan, but none of them came back in the end.

But I didn't expect to see you again this way today.
"Didn't you join the army with my brother back then? Why are you here..." Song Changming looked at the corpse puppet in front of him and then he felt that it looked familiar.

Although the appearance of the corpse puppet has changed a lot, it can still be vaguely identified that it is indeed Song Bao.

But his body shape has changed too much. With a height of three meters, it is hard to associate him with the original villager Song Bao.

“We all died a long time ago. We should have become the souls of the dead on the battlefield, but later we were transformed into corpse puppets by the Corpse Refining Sect, and now we are in a state where we are neither human nor ghost.

If I hadn't seen you, my consciousness would have long since sunk and disappeared in this corpse."

Song Bao slowly recounted what happened that year, how he died in battle, and how he became a corpse puppet.

Back then, the three of them learned martial arts in the army, and based on their achievements and strength, they became officers and then generals.

In the end, they all died in battle, and their bodies were taken away by the Corpse Refining Sect and refined into corpse puppets, which repeatedly sank in agony, living a life worse than death.

When Song Changming heard this, his breath became a little unstable. He pursed his lips and asked.

"So, my brothers, the eldest and second brother, were also transformed into corpse puppets?"

Song Bao was silent for a moment, then said, "Sorry."

Song Changming's anger suddenly surged.

He rarely gets angry, especially not this much.

Even the internal energy in the body was a little disordered, and flames appeared on the surface of the body, lingering around.

"Changming, be careful, they are difficult to deal with." Song Bao seemed to want to say something, but his remaining consciousness gradually disappeared as the corpse puppet's body returned to death.

"Is there any way to save you?" Song Changming asked immediately upon seeing this.

Song Bao finally shook his head, not sure whether there was no way to save him or he didn't want him to rescue him.

The corpse just stood there and began to rot.

The remaining soul of Song Bao was also completely freed.

Song Changming was speechless, standing there, his heart restless for a long time.

Nan Chenguang, who was standing by, stared at him, then his eyes suddenly shifted to the little girl in his hands.

The sword in his hand then glowed again, sweeping straight towards the little girl in Song Changming's hand.

Song Changming raised his hand and stepped aside.

"She is still useful to me."

Nan Chenguang looked at Song Changming deeply, said nothing, turned around and left with the seriously injured swordsman.

Before leaving, he suddenly said, "Next time we meet, compete with me, Song Changming."

His voice was clear and rich, but it didn't reveal much emotion.

As Nan Chenguang left, Song Changming found a place, dug a big hole with a knife, and buried Song Bao's body in it.

After doing all this, Song Changming's mood finally calmed down a little.

"If you pretend to sleep again, I will throw you into the fire." Song Changming sat down next to the fire and said lightly.

As soon as these words were spoken, the little girl who was lying on the side pretending to be dead trembled all over and sat up obediently.

"Why don't you use the ability you just displayed on me?" Song Changming asked.

The little girl looked at the unsheathed dragon-patterned knife in Song Changming's hand with a look of fear on her face.

"Tell me what you want. If you say anything wrong or lie, your fate will be the same as his." Song Changming reminded him while looking at the corpse of the Corpse Refining Sect member by the river.

Although his voice was always calm and his appearance was not vicious, the little girl could still feel the murderous intent in him.

She was so scared that she trembled like a newborn deer.

"This is the pupil technique I was born with. The adults said that this is an ability that only succubi have. It can make people lose their minds. However, it is only effective when it is used unexpectedly. It will not work on people who are on guard."

The little girl was afraid of the knife in Song Changming's hand, so she shrank behind a rock and confessed everything obediently.

"Use it on me." Song Changming suddenly asked.

"But, but I can only use it once a day. If I use it more than once, I will faint." The little girl didn't expect Song Changming to suddenly make such a request.

"I don't want to say it again." Song Changming lowered his head and said coldly.

No matter how weak and harmless the little girl appeared, he would not forget that she was in the same group as the Corpse Refining Sect.

Although the little girl was scared, she could only look up and look into Song Changming's cold eyes.

He took a deep breath, blinked his dark eyes, and when he opened them again, they were that rose-crystal color.

It seemed that a special light pink energy flowed out of her eye sockets and was transmitted to Song Changming.

Song Changming immediately felt the Nether Sea shake, and his spiritual body was affected. For a moment, he seemed to lose control of his body.

But the next moment, the ice heart in his Nether Sea came into play again, instantly stabilizing the Nether Sea and his spiritual body.

It is indeed as the little girl said. If one is wary of her, her pupil ability will easily become ineffective.

Song Changming didn't call for a stop. The little girl clenched her fists and kept persisting until her mental strength was completely exhausted and she became limp and fainted.

When the little girl woke up again, it was already night. There was darkness everywhere inside and outside the fog, without a single light.

The little girl was alone in the darkness, terrified, and could only try to hide herself under her rag cloak as much as possible.

Boom!
Suddenly a huge creature landed in front of her and she looked at it intently.

It was the corpse of a wild bear. The bear's head was facing her, looking ferocious and terrifying. She was so scared that she screamed and rolled off the rock.

The little body, which had never practiced martial arts, was soon covered with bruises from the fall. Song Changming, who had come closer, grabbed him by the scruff of the neck, lifted him up again and put him aside.

Song Changming lit the fire again, and the flames illuminated the surroundings.

The little girl then realized that this was no longer the riverside where he had fallen unconscious.

In fact, she had been in a coma for a day and a night.

She barely managed to use her abilities, which was too much for her to bear. Her overdrawn mental strength had only just recovered a little bit now.

"Su Qingqing?" Song Changming asked while processing the bear meat.

When the little girl heard the name, she immediately looked at Song Changming.

Song Changming casually threw a small jade plate over.

This is what he found out from the little girl.

There are three ancient characters engraved on it, which means Su Qingqing when translated.

This is an identity jade token.

"Are you from Guyuan Country?" Song Changming asked.

"Hmm." Su Qingqing tightly grasped the jade token and held it against her heart.

The ancient characters on the jade plaque were passed down from the ancient Yuan Kingdom. Most of the identity jade plaques in Dahan are engraved with contemporary simplified characters. Only the people of the ancient Yuan Kingdom have a long heritage and can write in ancient characters.

(End of this chapter)