Legendary Son-in-Law: The Man with Poison Talismans

The next afternoon, the ship shuddered slightly.

"We're here! We're here!" Stone stood up excitedly. "Brother Lin, we've arrived at the Woma Forest!"

Lin Mu followed them out of the cabin.

Before me lay a dense forest, the trees towering high and blocking out the sun. At the edge of the forest was a simple dock, with several boats moored on the shore, some unloading cargo, others waiting for someone.

Behind the dock is a dirt road that winds its way into the depths of the forest.

The air was filled with the fresh scent of grass and trees, completely different from the bustling atmosphere of Beach City.

Shi Tou, A Mu, and A Shui stood in front of Lin Mu, somewhat reluctant to part.

"Brother Lin, thank you so much for taking care of us these past two days." Shi Tou clasped his hands in a fist salute. "My two siblings and I have never heard so many amazing stories before. You are truly..."

He was so excited he didn't know what to say.

Amu and Ashui also bowed.

Lin Mu waved his hand: "Don't mention it. You've all taken good care of me."

Shi Tou chuckled twice. "Brother Lin, until we meet again. Farewell."

After saying this, the three of them each took out a brocade pouch from their pockets and clapped it together.

With a bang, three short-legged horses appeared out of thin air.

Lin Mu was stunned.

The three men mounted their horses.

"Brother Lin, we'll take our leave now!" Stone said, clasping his hands in a fist salute. "We'll meet again someday!"

Ah Shui turned back on horseback and whispered, "Brother Lin, take care."

Then the three horses galloped along the dirt road and quickly disappeared into the forest.

Lin Mu stood there, watching their backs, and remained in a daze for a long time.

He looked down at his Qiankun bag, which could also hold things, but only inanimate objects, not living things.

It turns out there's a special mount pouch too.

Lin Mu recalled his earlier worries: What if he had to fight monsters while riding a horse? What if his horse got killed?

It turns out they already had a solution.

He scratched his head.

Next time I go back, I must get one.

Lin Mu stood there for a while, waiting for them to walk away, and then he also walked into the forest.

However, they can only rely on two legs.

That's fucking slow.

Lin Mu sighed and continued walking forward.

Everyone in the Qin household thought he was a good-for-nothing.

Madam Qin appeared warm and welcoming, but in reality, she never visited him. She only asked how he was staying at the dinner table that day.

Master Qin treated him well, but he was too busy to pay attention to him.

Qin Yumo, needless to say, didn't want to see him at all.

No one cared about his leveling up, no one asked where he was going, they just sent a little maid to take care of him.

He didn't want to reveal his amazing skills.

That's why it's like this now; we have to figure everything out on our own.

Lin Mu didn't want to think about these things anymore.

It's fine as it is now.

Nobody cares, nobody asks, you can level up however you want.

He gripped the wooden sword tightly and continued deeper into the forest.

Chapter 21 Weakness Attack

An hour later.

Lin Mu leaned against the tree and took a breath.

The monster density in the Woma Forest is much lower than outside Bichon City.

After walking for so long, I've only managed to kill a dozen orcs and forest snowmen.

As he was thinking, he suddenly heard heavy footsteps coming from ahead.

Lin Mu looked up.

A tall figure emerged from the woods.

That thing was much taller than the orc, wearing tattered leather armor and carrying an even thicker bone club.

Orc warrior.

Finally, I've met someone decent.

He quickly glanced around; there were no other monsters.

You can fight.

Lin Mu replaced the wooden sword with an ebony sword from his Qiankun bag.

The wooden sword has high skill level, but low attack power and is difficult to break through defenses.

He was afraid that the orc warrior would break his precious wooden sword with a single blow because of his poor parrying ability.

Just to be on the safe side, let's use the ebony sword; it's also a bit longer.

这样，林牧的道术从0-8掉到0-7，攻击从2-7涨到4-10。

Lin Mu gripped the ebony sword tightly, a thought forming in his mind.

Your weapon has been coated with arsenic.

MP: 26/26 → 16/26

The wooden sword gleamed with a grayish light.

Lin Mu took a deep breath and rushed forward.

He slashed down with one stroke.

Miss.

The orc warrior roared and swung his bone club.

Lin Mu dodged to the side, and the bone club grazed his shoulder, avoiding being hit.

He swung his knife again with a backhand motion.

Miss.

I didn't win again.

Lin Mu's heart sank.

These orc warriors are harder to hit than ordinary orcs.

Before he could adjust, the bone club came swinging at him again.

This time, instead of chopping down from top to bottom, it swept horizontally from left to right.

Lin Mu was taken aback.

It can also slash left and right horizontally?

He quickly jumped back, narrowly avoiding the danger.

The bone club swept across the spot where he had just been standing, creating a gust of wind.

Lin Mu had just regained his footing when the bone club came again.

It came down from above, hitting you hard.

There's no escaping it.

Lin Mu didn't have time to think. He raised the ebony sword with both hands and held it above his head.

clang!

A tremendous force came from the sword, making his arms go numb and forcing him to kneel on one knee.

-4 floated up from above.

HP: 40/40 → 36/40

Furthermore, in his hasty parry, his left hand was not positioned correctly, and the tip of the ebony sword was struck and pushed against the ground. Lin Mu's entire body and the sword were tilted to support the bone club.

Fortunately, this actually helped to reduce some of the force.

Lin Mu looked up.

The orc warrior looked down at him, raising his bone club high once more.

Lin Mu's adrenaline surged instantly.

He didn't hide.

Instead, taking advantage of the kneeling position, he flipped his wrist, and the tip of the ebony sword sliced ​​across the ground from bottom to top, aiming fiercely at the orc warrior's crotch.

That was both swift and ruthless.

He refused to believe that he could miss.

Before the orc warrior's bone club could fall, the ebony sword had already struck something soft.

puff.

A lump fell off the tip of the sword and landed on the ground.