Chapter 41 Behemoth (please read)

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  The door panel opens.

Outside is a tall martial arts disciple, wearing a martial arts training uniform. The gray fabric looks very soft, and the cuffs and trouser legs are tightly tied, giving him a neat look.

"Are you Brother Chen Lin?"

Unexpectedly, the strong man outside was very kind. When he saw the door opened, he even took a step back.

Chen Lin was stunned for a moment, then nodded:
  "Who are you?"

"I am a disciple of the Feixiong Boxing Gym in the county. I came here this time to ask some questions. Is that okay?"

"Well, yes."

Chen Lin had not met such a polite person in this world for a long time, and he felt a little uncomfortable for a while.

"Thank you." The martial arts disciple cupped his hands and thanked him. He was afraid that he didn't know what happened to Chen Xiangyuan, so he took the initiative to explain it to him.

Then he asked:
  "I heard Uncle Sheng say that Senior Brother Chen asked you before and hoped that you would guide one of his junior brothers in the mountains, right?"

"There is such a thing, but I refused."

"It doesn't feel very reliable." Chen Lin added.

The martial arts disciple nodded: "Yes, we have now found out that the junior brother's net worth is not very innocent. He may be a water bandit on Dasawa!"

"Ah? Is there still such a thing?"

Chen Lin was really surprised.

"Yes, you guys are lucky. I guess Senior Brother Chen was harmed by that person's tricks. That person has gone to no one's where now..."

The martial arts disciple sighed and talked nonchalantly.

Chen Lin also slowly took out the hand that was holding the talisman in his arms.

The words of this martial arts disciple conveyed a lot of information.

The martial arts school was indeed investigating the cause of Chen Xiangyuan's death, but no one cast suspicion on him.

After all, he has not had any contact with Chen Xiangyuan in eight lifetimes, and he is still just an ordinary person.

In fact, it's not much different.

He still doesn't know why Chen Xiangyuan wanted to find someone to block him.

Even if he, the client, doesn't know, then it's even less likely that other people will know.

Although it is difficult for the government in this world to control martial artists, they do not care about anything.

Chen Xiangyuan cannot let too many people know about an assassination...

A while passed.

Wait for Chen Lin to come to his senses.

I found that the martial arts disciples were still talking at the door and had no intention of turning around and leaving.

This is very strange...

He slowly stretched his hands into his arms again and casually asked the disciple if anything was okay.

The martial arts disciple's face now showed a bit of embarrassment:

"It's about Senior Brother Chen's father, Uncle Zhisheng..."

"Uncle Sheng? Is he okay?"

"Well, the old man is quite sad, but he is fine, just..."

The embarrassment on the face of the martial arts disciple became more obvious. He stretched out two fingers and made a gesture:

"The old man said that he would like people from the village to come over when there is a funeral later. By the way, let me come and take care of... that one first."

Chen Lin looked down at his gesture and suddenly understood.

He asked tentatively:

"Acquisition?"

"Yes! That's it!" The martial arts disciple looked relieved.

"..."

Uncle Sheng doesn't look very sad either.

Chen Lin shook his head and asked the disciple in front of him to wait.

Then he took out a dozen copper coins from the house, without counting them, and handed them all to the other party.

"Help me express my condolences to Uncle Sheng."

"Okay okay."

The martial arts disciple put the coins into a money bag and bowed politely and left.

Chen Lin saw him walking towards Uncle Ping and Auntie's house next door...

It was obvious that he had to collect all the families in the village before he could go back to deliver business to Uncle Sheng.

“Bad review!”

He shook his head and closed the door.

I can only say that Uncle Ping’s previous view was right.

After a while.

The martial arts disciples were filled with embarrassment as they collected all their members and embarked on the road back to the county town with countless coins. Chen Lin also opened the door again, took the backpack and went into the mountain.

The basket on his back contained ordinary blood talismans, all of which were drawn just now.

This time I went into the mountain just to deal with the Ghost Tooth Pig, there was no need to waste spiritual liquid to draw the talisman.

He just took out the strange stone in the clay pot and looked at it, and found that after using the spiritual liquid twice, the top spire shrank again.

The stone's own speed of absorbing and replenishing spiritual energy obviously cannot keep up with his consumption speed. It is estimated that the amount of twenty or thirty runes can be replenished in one day.

Changes with changes in surrounding aura concentration.

"It's better to wait until we get better talisman paper later, and then use these spiritual fluids to draw talismans."

Walk through the mountain pass.

Heading all the way towards the Ice Cave, we quickly arrived at our destination.

Chen Lin tore off a person-finding talisman at the entrance of the cave, played with the azure blue stone in his hand, and just waited quietly in the snow.

That ghost-toothed pig was exactly the warming beast he needed most right now.

If it can be taken down, the effect of vitality replenishment is definitely not bad.

The cold wind howled on the hillside.

After sitting there for less than a while, half of my body was already covered in snow.

The person-finding and energy-finding charms were consumed one after another.

Seeing that the inventory is about to bottom out.

Chen Lin planned to use another jar of animal blood he brought to draw a few more pictures on the spot.

puff--

A fist-sized spiritual power thread suddenly appeared!
  Whoosh!

The cold wind happened to be fierce.

It was getting late, and the snow-capped mountains were already completely dark, and no starlight could be seen in the distance.

At this time, there was a bright light at the entrance of the cave.

Chen Lin wiped the snow from his face and revealed a pair of dark eyes:
  "Go down the hole!"

The second time you go down the hole faster than the first time.

The Big Snake Cave arrived soon.

This is the new name he gave to this underground cave.

The section in the front where the big snake lives is called the Big Snake Cave, and the section in the back where the ghost-toothed pig lives is called the Wild Boar Cave.

As for the strange blue stone obtained in the Big Snake Cave, it is called the Blue Water Stone.

Simple and clear.

Enter the huge and empty cave again.

There was ice and silence all around, except for the occasional inaudible dripping sound, which was frozen into ice almost as soon as it hit the ground.

Chen Lin deduced that the ghost-toothed pig might also have sensed the presence of the blue water stone.

It's just that the Big Snake Cave is saturated with the ferocious aura of too many giant snakes, so the Ghost Tooth Pig only dares to build a nest outside to get a little bit of the aura inside the cave.

Holding the cloud-moving talisman and shining light in hand, he walked gently through the big snake cave.

On the edge of light.

A huge body lay quietly on the ground, panting.

The violent breathing air flow is like a strong wind, spitting out puffs of clouds and mist, filling the surroundings, and for a moment it feels like fairy energy.

The two long, pointed black teeth at the side of the mouth grow upward, and are covered in rosin, like armor. The brittle hair is as black as ink, rough and tough.

It's the Ghost Tooth Pig!
  Suddenly, the big pig seemed to smell human breath, and its breathing rhythm obviously paused.

It opened its eyes and immediately saw the unusual light again.

The IQ of pigs is not low, and wild boars are not far behind.

The enemy is coming!

It responded quickly and shook its head, swaying its huge body quickly, and stood up with two thumps.

The ink-colored fangs were stained with water vapor and covered with a thin layer of frost, reflecting the light of the spell.

Until then.

Only then did Chen Lin truly see how exaggerated the body of this big pig was.

This thing is shoulder-to-chest high and more than two meters long. It stands like a stone in the cave.

Under the thick fat and fur, the muscle lines are still clearly visible, and the clear muscles are full of terrifying power.

Just the act of standing up can cause the ice on the ground around you to break, causing the ground to faintly shake...

"What a great horse!"

Chen Lin couldn't help but exclaimed, and then took out the spell he had just drawn with spiritual fluid:

"Brain blood...no, stop bleeding and repair wounds, disease!"

 The wrong posting that day completely blew my rhythm. I am working hard to adjust and try to adjust the update time back to the early morning as soon as possible.

  
   
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