What to do with a full-scale life

Chapter 87 Confidence is up

When every household posted couplets, Qing Lingzi turned her head and looked at the coastline that was far away.

In 2000, it was hard to leave his homeland, but now he has to leave his hometown, and it just so happens that this day is the day of praying for the new year and offering sacrifices at the beginning of the year after he studied the astronomy and calendar. Respect the heaven and the ancestors, repay the original and turn back the beginning." Qing Lingzi almost burst into tears.

"Ha, I never expected that the famous Qing Lingzi, who used to be a feudal lord and overlord of the world, would be a crying ghost."

"roll."

Qing Lingzi cursed angrily, wiped away tears, pointed to the blurred coast in the distance and said: "Where the soul is, leaving the homeland is like leaving the soul."

After speaking, Qing Lingzi took out a brocade bag, which contained a bag of sand on the shore. He lowered his head and stared at it for a long time: "Even though I was defeated in battle, even if I died, I never left my homeland. The last thing I said to Zhao Zheng If you say that, you can cut me into pieces, but if he dares to drive me away from my homeland, one day I will dig his grave."

"You people are really hypocritical." Sai Dongfeng stood on the side of the speedboat, walking back and forth as if he didn't care about the laws of physics: "If you want to come back again, you have to grow yourself outside, otherwise you The way it looks now, even a dog would hate it."

The man who sailed the boat for them laughed when he heard this. Qing Lingzi turned around and asked him why he was laughing. A hundred times, go outside and live a good life, don't think about those useless things."

Qing Lingzi turned his head to show a fierce look, but Sai Dongfeng laughed loudly: "Little brother is right, you have to live well. Qing Lingzi, the times are different, you have to change your thinking."

Qing Lingzi kept silent, but the blood glutton and the blood soul puppet behind him had already started to look up and down at the person who just spoke without regard for his dignity.

At daybreak, they arrived in Vietnam. They were about to smuggle from Vietnam to Pingtung, and they would need to board a ship in about three days.

After arriving, they were roughly driven to a dilapidated old building together with the other stowaways on board. They will spend these three days here, and they are not allowed to go out for any reason.

Qing Lingzi frowned, and his fingers were constantly moving back and forth, each movement would bring out a series of shimmering lights produced by spiritual energy.

"Hurry up!"

The snake-headed thug in the back pushed Qing Lingzi, and pinched his buttocks, but Qing Lingzi retreated to the thug's side, and saw a hair-like thing sticking out of his neck. Li swooped in.

Then Qing Lingzi walked a few steps forward as if nothing happened. About 10 minutes later, when he entered the broken building, the thug started shouting and laughing wildly, four or five people around The companions couldn't hold back him, and in the end it took less than 5 minutes for this person to die here laughing.

The thug's death was horrific. The expression on his face kept a laughing posture, but his eyes were wide open, and blood was always gushing out of his seven orifices. He remained motionless, as if apologizing.

Because of the death, the smuggler came to check in person, and even called the barefoot doctor here, but no one knew the specific cause of death of the thug.

The snake head felt that it was unlucky, so he checked the rooms from room to room with a pistol. When he found Qing Lingzi's room, he saw Qing Ling sitting there watching the broken TV. son.

Although he has been smuggling for more than 20 years, such a young, beautiful and tender girl is too uncommon. Although he knows in his heart that such a woman chooses to smuggle, either with her life behind her back or involved in some big lawsuit, But seeing such a beauty now, he couldn't hold it back for a while.

So he stepped forward and picked up Qing Lingzi's chin with a pistol, said such dirty words in his mouth, and even closed the door with a hook of his foot in the end.

It's just that when he was about to make a move, Qing Lingzi, who was pointed at by the gun, turned into a phantom and disappeared in front of the snake head with just a slight movement.

Before the snakehead could react, Qing Lingzi had already appeared behind him and pressed the snakehead's main artery with a pen on the table that he couldn't write for a long time.

The snake head screamed in horror, but Qing Lingzi just gradually increased the strength of his hand without saying a word, and he gradually relaxed until the snake head stopped shouting.

But just when the snake head thought that Qing Lingzi was about to let go and he was about to take the opportunity to pick up the pistol, he didn't expect that the pen was directly nailed into his jaw. He only felt a huge pain and then lost consciousness again.

Qing Lingzi looked at the limply fallen corpse, without any emotion in his eyes, just chuckled, scraped his finger on the wall and sprinkled the powder on the snake head's corpse.

Then, the wound on the head of the snake, which had completely lost its life, gradually closed, and its limbs stood up again after twisting strangely, but there was no light in its eyes, and it looked like a dead fish.

Qing Lingzi who had done all this waved his hand at him, and the snake head walked out obediently, but his gun fell into Qing Lingzi's hands, he fiddled with it, and then slammed the gun away set fire.

Looking at the bullet hole from his chest to his back, Qing Lingzi groaned, but he wiped the wound on his body indifferently, and the wound healed instantly, without even bleeding.

However, he has seen the power of this kind of pistol. Although it is not effective for people like him, what if the bullets are engraved with formations or spells?

Qing Lingzi's curiosity arose, and he sat there playing with the guns and bullets all afternoon, and it seemed... not difficult to carve runes on the bullets?
Anyway, being idle is idle, and Qing Lingzi's desire to study immediately aroused. As a warlock, what he is best at and likes the most is strange tricks, and as a highly talented warlock, it only took one night The principle of the thing in front of me was clarified.

Then he did something that was enough to subvert the cognition of modern science, that is, he combined the bulky desk lamp in the room with some strange things, and used magic to turn them into bullets.

Copper Alchemist?Copper Warlock?
Qing Lingzi looked at the bullets neatly in front of him, with talismans engraved on them, and felt that he was still a treasured sword, and then he put these bullets neatly into his pocket and applied a blinding method, and then carried He walked out with a gun.

Of course, the gun also cast a blind eye.

He went outside and pointed at a thug who was on guard, but from the thug's point of view, he just raised the camera to face him, and the thug not only didn't panic, but rushed over to hand over Qing Lingzi's camera with curses.

"boom"

There was a gunshot, and a bullet strengthened by spells pierced through the head of the thug, and his three souls and seven souls were beaten to ashes. Seeing this scene, Qing Lingzi laughed, turned around and beat him. He snapped his fingers, and then the person he shot stood up unsteadily.

But because there are no three souls and seven souls, this guy will still die in a few days, and he will start to rot before he dies. In addition to the hot temperature in Vietnam, he might explode.

Seeing the effect of this thing so well, Qing Lingzi decided to look around to see if there were any monsters to shoot, so he walked outside with the gun in his hand.

However, although the recovery of spiritual energy will not only revive the land of China, the overall density of demons and monsters is still not that much. It was not until he came to a place about three kilometers outside this small port that he found an abnormality in a family.

He walked over with his sharp breath, and he really found something wrong in the dilapidated wooden wall, because the house was full of the breath of death from a long distance away, but everything inside seemed to be normal , There is still a burning stove in the yard, and the sound of people moving in the house.

Qing Lingzi pushed open the broken door and walked in. The smell of death became more intense. He probed into the room with his hands behind his back, and as soon as he entered the room, he found that it was filled with the stench of corruption.

Qing Lingzi continued to walk forward and heard noises in the kitchen, but she laughed when she saw it in the past, because there was an old woman fetching water there, but the old woman was obviously not alive, her body was like The bracelets that have been coiled for a long time are as shiny as oil, and the facial features on the face have been completely sunken, and the eye sockets have long been hollow and air-dried, leaving only two holes there.

The old woman seemed to have heard something, and slowly turned her head to look at Qing Lingzi, and Qing Lingzi didn't talk nonsense, she raised her pistol and shot into her soul.

The bullet with the spell added passed through the old woman's body, but it was completely different from hitting a human body. The spell's natural restraint on evil made the shriveled mummy burn quickly.

The old woman wailed in pain. She may not have realized her own death, but the pain that burned her soul was real. However, the power of the bullet was already strong enough to send her away without causing her too much pain. Gone, and disappeared, completely.

And the burning dry mummy ignited the house by the way, but Qing Lingzi didn't even bother to look at it, and let the raging fire burn down the old house.

"can."

Qing Lingzi finally found the only thing that can make him happy these days, and this gun has become his favorite toy since he came to this era.

"Depending on the sky and the earth, in the end it's better to rely on yourself." Qing Lingzi looked up to the sky and sighed, and then recalled the two wastes around him, he couldn't help but sighed again: "It's time to start all over again."

(End of this chapter)