Chapter 8 Persuasion
"There is no good or evil in art, and it is self-inflicted!"

Lin Fengjiao looked at Zhang Yichu who looked calm in front of her, and couldn't calm down for a long time. She didn't expect her junior brother to have such an amazing talent in magic.

"Yichu, do you know why sorcery is cast aside by most people?"

"At its root, compared with the orthodox penance, the methods of gaining power are too simple for sorcery. It is too easy to lose yourself in the face of the power you have in vain. It is too easy to lose yourself in the pursuit of strength improvement, which will lead to evil thoughts in your heart, and eventually become a disaster. The devil of the world."

Of course Zhang Yichu knew that it was easy to go astray when practicing sorcery, but he had a full-level system of sorcery, so he didn't have any worries about it at all.

Of course, he also understood that everything Lin Fengjiao said and did was for his own good.

"Senior brother, with my talent in sorcery, I don't need to use means of killing creatures to improve my cultivation. If I don't do things that go against my heart, I won't fall into the devil's way if I stay righteous in my heart."

At this moment, there must be no hesitation in front of Lin Fengjiao, otherwise this test may not be passed.

The four eyes on the side also looked nervous, and the magic power around them was also circulating rapidly, fearing that the two of them would strike if they disagreed. If they did, according to the temperament of the two, they would definitely kill them.

The two were at a stalemate, and their eyes were covered with cold sweat.

"Senior brother, Yichu's practice of sorcery relies entirely on his own talent, and the ghosts he controls are all obtained by slaying demons along the way. You can see that although this kid is full of yin, there is no trace of resentment mixed in it. "

Lin Fengjiao's eyes surged with mana, and she stared at Zhang Yichu continuously. As expected, as her four eyes said, there was no trace of resentment, and her expression relaxed a bit.

"Okay, I hope you can always stick to your heart and not be invaded by foreign demons. If one day you fall into the demonic way, I will clean up the door with my own hands, senior brother. You can do it yourself."

Seeing the firmness in Zhang Yichu's eyes, Lin Fengjiao finally chose to believe in him. She grew up watching him, and his character has always been in line with her own wishes. Although he is slick on the surface, he is a chivalrous man who helps the weak in his heart.

"Brother, don't worry, although I don't practice Maoshan's spells, I'm still a Maoshan disciple, and I will uphold the righteousness of my heart, eliminate demons and defend the way!"

Zhang Yichu's heart that had been hanging over him was finally relieved, Senior Brother Lin seemed to have passed this test.

"That's right. Junior brother has a few of us to take care of him. He will never go astray. After talking for so long, I'm already hungry. Senior brother, hurry up and call Qiu Shengwen to prepare some food."

With four eyes and one hand covering his stomach, his expression was exaggerated, and he was very happy that the two of them could talk well.

Lin Fengjiao looked around helplessly, and then at the time.

"It's not too late, let's go to the restaurant in the town for a drink, and it's also a welcome for the two of you."

The three of them hadn't walked out of the lobby when they suddenly heard Qiu Shengwencai's screams and howls coming from the direction of the morgue.

Lin Fengjiao's complexion changed suddenly, although she usually beat and scolded Qiu Shengwen Cai like a strict teacher.

But in fact, he is just a knife-mouthed bean curd heart, and he has no children under his knees. He has long regarded the two as his own sons, as his heirs.

Before she had time to say anything, Lin Fengjiao rushed out in a few strides, heading straight for the morgue.

"It should be those two boys who were playing around and messed with Brother Simu's guests."

Zhang Yichu's eyes rolled, and he understood immediately. Together with his four eyes, he also rushed over.

After a while, the three of them came to the morgue. Lin Fengjiao kicked the door first and entered, only to see that the morgue was already in chaos.

All the walking corpses brought by the four eyes are jumping up and down at this moment, losing control, chasing after Qiu Shengwen, tearing and biting.

"Save people first!"

Lin Fengjiao and Simu immediately pinched the formula, ready to clean up the mess.

"Senior brother has not seen my ability, so leave this small scene to me."

Zhang Yichu stepped forward, he didn't make any seals, he only moved his thoughts slightly.

"All Yin soldiers! Come out!"

The originally quiet tattoos on the body surged loudly at this moment, and columns of black smoke rose up, turning into sharp-clad generals and soldiers.

"Meet the lord!"

All the Yin soldiers fell to the ground with a submissive tone.

"The Yin soldiers obey the order! Control the walking corpses in the field, don't get hurt."

Zhang Yichu waved one hand, and under the leadership of General Ghost, a group of Yin soldiers went straight to the corpse.

The formation of a zombie is that its body retains the two souls of Tianchong and Linghui (called Shigou and Fushi in Taoism) among the seven souls. Fire, the ancient drought was born, and it is here that the red land is thousands of miles away.

Among the zombies, the weakest ones are the walking corpses, and there are also white zombies, black zombies, jumping zombies, and flying zombies.

And to deal with walking corpses comparable to wandering souls, Zhang Yichu's Yin soldiers, whose lowest levels are evil ghosts, are naturally easy to catch.

The room was filled with black air, and strands of black air penetrated into the troubled walking corpse. The possessed walking corpse immediately quieted down, stood on tiptoes, and consciously stood against the wall.

"Qiusheng Wencai, why don't you stick the talisman on?"

Zhang Yichu turned his head to see the stunned faces of the two senior brothers and couldn't help smiling.

"How is it? My method is not bad."

Although it is not difficult to clean up a group of walking corpses, Lin Fengjiao and Simu can suppress them at will, but it is impossible to do Zhang Yichu's understatement.

Moreover, the two of them couldn't guarantee that they wouldn't damage the walking corpse's body. After all, they were the guests of Four Eyes, and they couldn't explain if they broke it.

"Little uncle, your method is so handsome."

"That's right, little uncle, can you teach me?"

Qiu Shengwencai on the side stuck the talisman paper, while staring at Zhang Yichu with glowing eyes, full of envy and admiration.

Lin Fengjiao didn't strike at each other, so he picked up a stick and greeted the two of them.

"You two little bastards, you make trouble for me all day long, and you still want to learn the spells of your little uncle? Do you know the basics I teach? If you don't learn well all day long, you're so ambitious!"

"Get the hell out of here now, copy the Taoist scriptures a hundred times, don't be ashamed here!"

I don't know when these two boys can make him feel at ease.

Qiu Shengwen hung his head, bared his teeth and walked out rubbing his buttocks.

Zhang Yichu smiled and didn't say anything, and with a wave of his hand, took back the Yin soldiers.

At this time, four eyes surrounded him, looking at him in surprise.

"This is the ghost you control? Didn't you say that you raised a few little ghosts? Good guy, they are all evil ghosts, and there is even a fierce ghost among them."

On the other hand, Lin Fengjiao looked at Zhang Yichu's collar, where the ghost tattoo was faintly exposed.

"I'm even more curious about where you learned your ability to store ghosts?"

"Uh, Brother Simu taught me this at this time."

Scratching his head, he smiled in embarrassment.

"I also accepted the method unintentionally. Isn't it to test this kid's talent? I didn't expect to learn it as soon as I learned it, haha."

Lin Fengjiao didn't say anything else, since she already agreed with Zhang Yichu's cultivation of sorcery, she naturally hoped that he would become stronger.

After all, the junior brother chose to wander the rivers and lakes. If he didn't have a strong ability to accompany him, he might encounter a powerful enemy and lose his life one day.

"It's a good thing to know how to hide clumsiness. How can you not point your cards when you walk in the rivers and lakes. Let's go, let's fill our bellies first."

Lin Fengjiao patted Zhang Yichu's shoulder and nodded in appreciation.

Immediately, the three of them went out to find a tavern to catch up.

Qiu Shengwen, who could go together, naturally has no chance. Whether he can sleep tonight is a problem, after all, it is a hundred times of Taoism.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like