Chapter 17

In the blink of an eye, the thief gave the head!

Not only Xie Ping was a little dazed, but also Master Fu and Zhu's uncle and nephew who heard the cry for help were also a little dazed...

They were already taken down the moment before, so why did they disappear the next moment?
The talisman master witnessed his younger brother's beheading with his own eyes, and he was angry at first, but when he saw the two Yanshu puppets coming towards him, his anger was instantly replaced by coolness.

Two hagana puppets with five levels of Qi training!
This is the right way!

Gritting his teeth, he threw out two talisman seals, taking advantage of the gap between Zhu's uncle and nephew's defense, turned around and fled into the forest.

Uncle Ji saw the thief running away, and after touching the storage bag of the headless body, he shouted sharply: "Fellow Daoist Zhu, stop that thief! Don't let him escape!"

"..."

When Zhu Yuanzhong, who was covered in scars, heard this, he gritted his teeth and wanted to catch up with the thief.

But just as he was about to get up, he found that he was being dragged back by that Daoist Ji who rushed over, and he could only watch helplessly as the talisman master stepped on a branch and fled away.

The two "hercules" puppets chased after them into the jungle, but they only made the sound of chasing and fighting, and did not really go far.

Zhu Yuanzhong frowned, for a moment he didn't understand why he let himself intercept it first, and then stopped him from chasing him, and asked in puzzlement, "Ji Daoyou, what do you mean?"

"The poor don't chase after..."

Ji Bochang secretly sighed in his heart that his physical training was vulgar, and he didn't know good intentions, so he reminded: "He is a talisman master at the fifth level of Qi refining, and he fled into the jungle again."

"What happened to the jungle?"

"..."

Zhu Shaohong smiled awkwardly when he heard the words, then tugged on his uncle's sleeve, and explained: "If we chase too hard, he will feel that he can't escape, and he will definitely be determined to die.

What Ji Daoyou meant was that he had already been driven away anyway, instead of chasing after him and fighting him to the death, it would be better to accept it as soon as it was good. "

"I see."

Zhu Yuanzhong rubbed his beard thoughtfully, as if he had thought of something, and said: "Cut the grass but not the roots, why not let the tiger go back to the mountain?"

"Zhu Daoyou's words are not unreasonable..."

Ji Bochang echoed, and then said: "But he, a talisman master of the fifth level of Qi refining, has already set his mind on us people, and if he is sent home, he can only be regarded as a worm, not a tiger."

"Extremely..."

Zhu Shaohong gave his uncle a wink, indicating that he should stop worrying about this matter, and then bowed his hands to Ji Bochang, and said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Ji, for your help. If there is no Yanshu puppet from Fellow Daoist Ji, our uncle and nephew may have lost it today." planted here."

"You're welcome…"

Ji Bochang bowed his hands back with a slightly weird expression.

He originally thought that the uncle and nephew of the Zhu family were mainly uncles, but when they confronted the enemy just now, Zhu Shaohong, who was only in his teens, not only had good means, but also looked at his conversation, he was more like a master.

He asked meaningfully: "Zhu Daoyou has seen Yanshu master?"

"No…"

Zhu Shaohong shook his head and explained: "Yanshu is extremely rare in the practice world, and I have only seen it in some ancient books. This is the first time I have encountered it today. It is an eye-opener."

"Just a little trail."

Uncle Ji shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "Ji's cultivation talent is extremely poor, and he has no ability to protect himself. He can only make some gadgets to defend himself, and he won't be able to get on the stage."

What he said was not out of modesty, but that Yanshu was indeed in an awkward position in the world of practice that could not be put on the stage.

Practice skills such as alchemy, refining tools, and seal seals can not only meet their own needs, but also be used to sell and exchange spiritual resources such as spiritual stones.

Things like pills, magic tools, and talisman seals have always been hard currency in the practice world, so higher-rank alchemists, weapon refiners, and talisman seal masters are popular everywhere, and naturally their wealth background is not good. Difference.

The aghanist is exactly the opposite.

It takes a lot of materials to make hagana puppets. Although the refined hagana puppets can also be sold for replacement, because of the high refining cost, it is difficult to sell them at a suitable price.

For example, the 'hercules' puppet of the fifth level of Qi refining in his hand is worth dozens of middle-grade spirit stones just for the cost of trial and error.

And these spirit stones can completely buy three middle-level magic weapons, and maybe there is still money left to buy a few more talismans.

They are also used for self-defense, and the combination of three middle-level instruments with talisman seals is no worse than that of a hagan puppet, and most monks are more willing to believe in themselves.

Therefore, the fighting puppets in Yanshu Yiyi have been in a difficult situation where they cannot be sold at high prices, but they are sold at low prices and lose money.

High barriers to entry, complicated learning, high R&D costs, difficulty in repaying oneself, and difficulty in replacing other cultivation resources with creations. These various disadvantages are also the main reasons why Yanshu has disappeared from the public eye...

"Ji Daoyou was joking."

Zhu Shaohong smiled awkwardly, and didn't know how to answer the words. After seeing Xie Ping rushing over with flimsy steps, he hurried forward to help him.

"How is fellow daoist Xie's injury?"

"I've taken healing pills, so it doesn't matter."

Xie Ping waved her hand to indicate that she was fine, then looked at Ji Bochang, and said, "Ji Daoyou, just now I thought you were the kind of person who wanted nothing but perfection, so I insulted you a few times in extreme anger, and looked at Haihan."

"It's okay."

Ji Bochang was not a thin-skinned person, and he felt even better after seeing that there were six middle-grade spirit stones and various miscellaneous things in the thief's storage bag.

Immediately raised his brows and joked: "If you feel guilty, Daoist Xie, you might as well make a promise with your body. Someone Ji is worried about how to find a Taoist companion."

"you……"

Xie Ping stared at him in shame and annoyance, and the little guilt left in her heart dissipated, and said angrily: "Three words are not far from the Taoist couple, is it possible that Ji Daoyou is a ghost in color and can't be reincarnated?"

"Hahaha~~"

The uncle and nephew of the Zhu family couldn't help laughing when they heard the words.

Seeing the harmonious atmosphere, Zhu Shaohong immediately cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Two friends, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, why don't we go to Fangshi first and then talk about other things?"

"Too."

Ji Bochang nodded in agreement, and after taking back the two 'Warrior' puppets, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable looking at his Lin horse that had been split in half.

Looking around, Zhu Yuanzhong's Linma also died in the battle just now, and now he is riding a Linma with Zhu Shaohong; while Xie Ping is riding alone.

He arched his hands and said with a smile: "Thank you, fellow daoist, my Lin horse was beheaded by the thief just now, can I borrow your horse for a ride?"

"..."

Xie Ping looked around and knew that she was in an embarrassing situation.

This guy kept his three words in mind, obviously not a decent person, if you agree to him, Lulu will not let him eat tofu; if you don't agree, you will be too stingy.

She pondered for a while, and said in a teasing tone: "I'm afraid that Ji Daoyou will take me back to be a Taoist companion, even my man and horse, so let's forget it."

As she said that, she looked at Zhu Shaohong, and said: "Zhu Daoyou, why don't we ride the same horse, and Ji Daoyou and Ling Shu ride together?"

"Uh…"

Zhu Shaohong glanced at Ji Bochang in embarrassment when he heard the words, and when he saw that he just shrugged his shoulders indifferently, he was also secretly relieved, and replied, "That's fine."

The four embarked on the journey again on two Lin horses.

"Thank you, fellow daoist, fellow daoist Ji, the elders of my Zhu family are doing some small business in Fangshi. If the two fellow daoists are free, why don't you go have a cup of tea when you arrive in Fangshi?"

Xie Ping nodded slightly with her eyes moving, and said: "There is nothing left and right, so I will disturb Fellow Daoist Zhu."

"talk later……"

And Ji Bochang just glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and didn't pay much attention to it.

I can see that Zhu Shaohong is a good guy, and Xie Ping can also see it, and she is so smooth when facing the invitation, I am afraid that she already has a plan.

Tsk tsk, what a thought~~
(End of this chapter)

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