Grave Robbing: Kill a Chicken to Draw Blood
43 I laid my cards on the table

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"Boom!"

Just as everyone began to climb up, they saw a white ape that weighed hundreds of kilograms descend from the sky and smash into the ground with a bang. A loud bang sounded, and dust flew into the air.

The white ape's body cracked open, and dark red blood flowed out.

"This?"

When Chen Yulou and the others saw this scene, they were stunned and slid down the hill.

"Let's go! Let's go over and take a look."

Everyone looked up at the figures of Lin Changqing and Zhe Gushao on the mountain. In the end, they all turned around and rushed towards the white ape.

"Motherf * cker, this isn't a savage, it's really a white ape!”

"Such a big fellow, but brother Chang Qing actually single-handedly defeated it.”

Everyone surrounded the white ape and pointed at it. They sucked in a breath of cold air and revealed shocked expressions.

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On the mountainside, at a protruding spot.

"Brother Zhe Gu, the Big Star Kick isn't a unique skill of your Mountain-moving lineage. In the imperial examination era, the image of the word Kui was taken, and the shape of a ghost kicking and fighting was used to express the omen of literary luck.”

"This leg technique of mine actually doesn't have a name, and this is the first time I'm using it. Could it be that it's similar to the moves of your Mountain Moving Lineage? Then it seems that we are fated."

Lin Changqing smiled noncommittally and did not admit that what he used was the ultimate skill of the Mountain Moving Lineage.

"This... I have something I don't know if I should say.”

Francolin Whistle stared at Lin Changqing, looking like he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"If you have any questions, just say it.”

Lin Changqing knew that Francolin Whistle must be full of questions, so he let him continue.

"May I know which mountain Brother Changqing comes from?”

Zhe Gushao cupped his fists at Lin Changqing and asked solemnly.

"Since Brother Zhe Gu has asked this much, I won't hide it anymore. I'm actually a Taoist priest. What I learn is quite complicated. You guys have learned some tomb raiding skills. As for the rest, I can't tell you. Brother Zhe Gu, please keep my identity a secret.”

Lin Changqing cupped his fists at Zhe Gushao with a serious expression. After giving a fake explanation, he came to the edge of the cliff and jumped out.

Zhe Gushao stood rooted to the ground, his expression uncertain. The strange talisman and the strange sword seemed like a dream to him. He couldn't understand it no matter how hard he tried. In the end, he sighed and climbed down the rock wall.

Lin Changqing used the hanging cypress tree to jump a few times and gently landed on the grass.

"Brother Changqing, you're back. Are you injured?”

Chen Yulou saw Li Changqing descending from the sky again, and he was immediately filled with respect. He walked over with a face full of concern.

"Hahaha! Brother Chang Qing, you're really too powerful. I, Old Luo, admire you!”

Elder Luo walked over with a crooked smile and patted Lin Changqing's shoulder.

"Big Brother Changqing, you're even more powerful than my senior brother. I've never seen anyone as capable as you.”

The flower spirit stared at Lin Changqing. Because of excitement, her face was red.

"Little brother, it seems that I, the number one expert of Moon Sect, am nothing in front of you.”

"Brother Changqing is mighty. Thank you for avenging our brothers!”

Xie Ling's brothers and Old Crooked Luo's soldiers all surrounded Lin Changqing to thank him. At this moment, they were all filled with respect for Lin Changqing in their hearts.

Whether it was the centipede, the monkey king, or even Ma Zhenbang, Lin Changqing had almost always resolved the danger.

At this moment, his status in everyone's hearts had already risen to the point where he was comparable to their boss.

.....

Seeing that everyone had surrounded him and kept saying something that made Lin Changqing feel like he was floating.

"Cough cough! Thank you for your concern. I'm fine. Killing this beast was purely luck. Actually, this white ape wasn't that powerful. It couldn't withstand a beating at all. It was kicked down by me with one kick. It was too stupid to run to such a high place to fight me.”

"Plop!"

At this moment, Francolin Whistle, who had just slid down the Sky-drilling Rope, almost couldn't hold back his laughter when he heard Lin Changqing's words. He fell to the ground with a plop.

Thinking about it, was this even human? The white ape was not very powerful.

To be able to dodge bullets and not be afraid of the Moon Gate's flying daggers, he was completely like an intelligent person. Was this not amazing?

"Senior Brother, are you alright?"

"Senior Brother!"

When the old foreigner and the flower spirit saw this, they hurriedly rushed over to help Francolin Whistle up.

"Brother Zhe Gu, thank you for your hard work!"

Chen Yulou, Old Crooked Luo, and the others also went over to ask about his well-being.

"I... I'm fine. Let's go back!"

Zhe Gushao covered his butt and slowly walked over with the help of the old foreigner. He looked at Lin Changqing and hesitated.

"Let's go! Carry this beast back and pay tribute to the spirits of our brothers in heaven!”

Old crooked Luo was the first to respond. He called them brothers, but in fact, he had been thinking about the treasure in Bottle Mountain.

"Wait! Leave some of this beast's blood for me to draw a talisman.”

Lin Changqing estimated that the blood of this old ape that had almost become a spirit should be more useful than ordinary roosters, so he took out a bamboo tube and a cow horn knife and cut its blood vessels a few more times to fill a tube with blood.

In the end, everyone happily carried the white ape back and lit a candle to pay tribute to their dead brothers. Lin Changqing also recited the Rebirth Mantra for them.

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