" My hands are so itchy. My neck is so itchy…" A painful voice came from the marshal's mansion.
In the living room, a middle-aged man wearing a luxurious military uniform, a military saber at his waist, and a high-brimmed hat on his head revealed an expression of not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
As he jumped, he scratched his neck hard.
What was strange was that there were two rotten holes on his neck, and the nails on his hands were five to six centimeters long.
This was the nail that had just been cut yesterday, and it had grown so long in less than a day.
He was the warlord of this provincial capital, the marshal, and Ninth Uncle's love rival.
"Servant, scram, quickly bring my treasure over.”The marshal shouted outside.
Soon, soldiers in military uniforms with guns on their backs rushed in with reddish-brown bricks in their hands.
The moment the marshal saw the brick, his eyes lit up. He raised his nails and stabbed them into the brick.
The fingernails rubbed against the brick, making a cracking sound.
The marshal had a look of enjoyment on his face as he whined," It's so comfortable…"
"Report…"
At this moment, a soldier walked in from the door. He lowered his head and said,"Marshal, there's a child outside. He said he wants to see the feng shui master who came yesterday.”
"A child? Looking for Douchiying?" The marshal rubbed his chin and thought for a while before waving his hand." No!”
Bang! Bang! Bang!
As soon as he finished speaking, muffled sounds and miserable cries sounded outside the door.
Immediately after, figures were sent flying like cannonballs and smashed heavily onto the floor of the hall.
The limestone bricks on the ground cracked like glass.
" Who... who is it? How dare you behave atrociously in my territory..." The commander hurriedly took out his pistol and said with a ferocious expression.
However, before he could finish speaking, he saw an unforgettable scene.
A seven or eight-year-old child with a smile on his face and a white cloth tied to his right hand…No, it couldn't be called a white cloth, but a red cloth that had been dyed red with blood was walking towards him unhurriedly.
On the cloth strips, the soldiers were tied together like sticks of candied haws.
Before he could take a step forward, he could clearly hear the wails.
Wherever it passed, the ground was dyed red with blood.
"Hello, let me introduce myself. My name is Lin Tao.”
Lin Tao entered the hall and threw the red cloth on the ground. He shrugged and said innocently,"Your subordinates didn't let me in, so I can only see you in this way.”
"Damn it, you're courting death!" The marshal said angrily.
He had never seen such an impudent child. He pulled the trigger and a bullet shot toward Lin Tao like a meteor.
"She's already dying. Why do you have to make such a big fuss?”Lin Tao remained indifferent and laughed contemptuously.
Then, he flicked his index and middle fingers, and the bullet was instantly caught between his fingers.
"It's impolite not to reciprocate. I'll give this bullet to you.”
After saying that, Lin Tao's fingers trembled slightly.
"What?" The marshal was shocked.
Puchi
Before he could react, the bullet instantly penetrated his thigh.
"Ah…Ah…"
The marshal hugged his thigh and cried while touching his tears."The person you are looking for is in the Immortal Village.”
If anyone else saw that the marshal in front of them was so weak, they would really have to consider how he got this position!
After Lin Tao received the news, he turned around and rushed towards the Immortal Village.
Before he left, he threatened the marshal.
If anything happened to Ninth Uncle, he would not be able to see the sun the next day.
…………
The Immortal Village was located on the slope, facing the sea in the east. There were high mountains behind it. The sea breeze blew in the moisture, which was blocked by the high mountains.
It would rain when it was cold. Even if it was sunny, it would still rain heavily.
The wind pipe pattern is called the immortal splashing water
Therefore, most of the people here were very rich.
There were pros and cons to a deity splashing water!
Those who are good at it have no worries about happiness and wealth, while those who are bad at it are harmful to people and animals.
This was because a rainstorm was equivalent to boiling a pot and pouring water into it.
A layer of poisonous miasma rose from the ground.
The people who died here could not be buried. Even if the coffin touched the ground, it would easily turn into a corpse, let alone what would happen if they were buried.
"Brother Tao, is this place really that evil?”Hao asked suspiciously.
Lin Tao looked at the small courtyard in front of him and said with a smile,"It's not that strange. You'll know when you get there.”
"Stop!"
When Lin Tao and Hao reached the front of the house, dozens of soldiers stopped them." This is…"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Before they could finish speaking, Lin Tao's figure flashed like a ferocious beast, blasting them all away without any hesitation.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and come in."
"Oh…"
Seeing that Lin Tao had attacked without a word of disagreement, Hao's mouth twitched and black lines surged on his forehead.
He silently mourned for the soldiers for a second before rushing in.
"Wow…"
Hao exclaimed in surprise as soon as he entered.
All the coffins in the room were made of golden nanmu. The dark brown luster made the place look lifelike.
Extravagant…this was too extravagant!
Moreover, each coffin was supported by a frame so that the coffin would not touch the ground.
Even the legs of the coffin were placed in a golden basin filled with water to prevent them from touching the ground.
Hao thought of Lin Tao's words and couldn't help but admire him even more.
With just a glance at the terrain, he knew where the coffin was placed.
"What's wrong? Do you like it here?"
Lin Tao saw Hao's envious face and teased,"If you like it, you can stay here!”
"No…no, I'll follow you…"
At this moment, Hao even used words of respect.
"Ah?"
Suddenly, Hao shouted and pointed at the coffin in the corner of the room. He stuttered,"This…this coffin fell to the ground. Did it turn into a corpse?”
PS: This book will not be a Virgin Mary, nor will there be no female protagonist.
If there wasn't a female lead, then what was the point of writing it!
How could an old author make such a low-level mistake!
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