Trainer: I Build A Home On The Back Of A Xuanwu

Chapter 455 Humanoid polygraph.

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“Just ahead,” Alina said softly.

Mu Liang walked to the booth mentioned by the pink-haired girl.

The stall owner is an old man with a gray beard.

On the animal skin cushion in front of him, there were four yellowed books, the integrity of which was well preserved.

In addition to the four books, there is also a spiritual weapon, nearly one meter in size, which looks like a cabinet made of bones and crystals.

“A few, you can take a look.” The old man raised his eyes and looked at the few people.

Mu Liang squatted down, picked up a book casually, and gently opened the first page to look at it.

The old man said hoarsely: “Be careful, this book is already very fragile.

“Okay.” Mu Liang nodded, his eyes fell on the first page of the book.

He whispered a few handwritten characters on the first page: “Laifu’s Adventure Travel Notes?”

“This is an adventure travel book?” Nijisha said in surprise.

“Well, yes.” Mu Liang continued to turn over two pages. The content was indeed adventure travel notes. The whole story was written by hand, and some had faded.

He picked up another book and turned two pages, which was also an adventure travel note.

After Mu Liang checked the four books, they were all “Laifu’s Adventure Travel Notes”, which were divided into one, two, three and four volumes.

“Alina should like it very much.” Yan Bing said softly.

Mu Liang felt the armor leaning on his shoulders, and felt the breath of a pink-haired girl.

He gently put down the book, raised his eyes and asked, “Your Excellency, how do you trade these four books?”

“It can be traded with healing secret medicine or formula.” The old man said hoarsely.

“Healing Secret Medicine.” Ni Jisha raised her brows.

She subconsciously reached out and touched her waist, carrying a bottle of healing secret medicine with her.

“I have 16 secret medicines for healing.” Mu Liang said calmly.

“Really?” The old man raised his head abruptly, the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes stretched out because of the stare.

Nijisha took out the glass bottle on her waist, and she could see the emerald green medicine in it.

“Is this really the secret medicine for healing?” The old man’s excited expression gradually became suspicious.

He has been setting up a stall here for several days, and he has never met anyone who really has the secret medicine for healing.

“Your Excellency can try.” Mu Liang Mu clone said calmly.

The old man frowned and said: “Really?”

“Of course.” Mu Liang reached out his hand and motioned.

Nijisha heard the words and handed out the healing secret medicine in her hand.

The old man stretched out his hand to receive the healing secret medicine, and held it in his hand like a treasure.

“Those guys, please come with me.” The old man put away the books, picked up the huge spiritual weapon, bowed his waist and walked towards the alley behind him.

Mu Liang and the women looked at each other and got up to follow the old man’s footsteps.

“Your Excellency, what kind of magic weapon are you holding this?” Nigisha asked curiously.

The old man answered without answering, “This is a spiritual weapon made by myself.,

“What’s the use?” Nigisha looked at the strange-looking magic weapon, but didn’t understand its purpose.

“It can leave the captured image on the animal skin paper.” The old man proudly introduced.

“Leave the captured image on the animal skin paper?” Mu Liang dumbfounded, isn’t this with the camera?

“There is still such a function?” Ni Jisha and Yan Bing were surprised.

Mu Liang’s avatar showed brilliant eyes, and asked, “Your Excellency, can you demonstrate it?”

“Wait for your healing secret medicine to be true.” The old man replied in a low voice.

“Okay.” Mu Liang shrugged.

The old man walked ahead, turned left and right twice before stopping in front of a dilapidated house.

He freed a hand, pushed open the door and walked in.

Mu Liang’s wooden clone and the three women followed in. The house is very dilapidated, and the furnishings in the house are as simple as the house, with only two wooden chairs and a low wooden table.

The house is one bedroom, one bedroom and one living room. It can be seen that the area is very small.

“Cough cough”

There was a sudden cough in the room, the voice of a little girl.

“Yao’er, are you okay?” The old man shouted nervously, put down the spirit weapon he was holding, and ran towards the room with his waist bowed.

“There are others.” Nijisha murmured in surprise.

Mu Liang stepped lightly and came to the door of the room.

There is a wooden bed in the room on which lies a pale girl, about fourteen years old.

She was coughing violently at this time, coughing up blood, and was hurriedly caught by her hand.

“Yao’er, is it uncomfortable?” The old man patted the girl’s back lightly, his old face tense.

“Grandpa, Yao’er is okay,” the girl named Yao’er responded with difficulty.

She was panting every two words she said, and her body was too weak.

“Grandpa bought the secret healing potion, get up and drink it soon.” The old man took pains to lift his granddaughter up and sit down.

“Grandpa, it’s useless. After trying so many times, they all failed.” Yao Er twitched the corner of his mouth, his eyes half-downcast, with a frustrated look.

“You have to keep trying if you have a chance, grandpa will heal you.” The old man said with red eyes.

“Is she your granddaughter?” Mu Liang asked while standing at the door of the room.

“Yeah.” The old man replied casually.

“Grandpa, who is he?” Yao Er asked weakly.

“They are the ones who traded the secret medicine for healing.” The old man introduced.

“Big Brother is good.” Yao Er said hello weakly.

“What’s wrong with her?” Mu Liang asked suspiciously.

“Hey, the illness has never been cured since childhood.” The old man sighed.

Mu Liang stepped forward upon hearing the words and looked at the girl.

On the other side, the color is pale, the body is thin, but the green eyes are pure as emeralds.

“You can try the healing secret medicine I gave you, it may be useful.” Mu Liang Mu Clan said calmly.

“Is it okay if I drink it?” The old man was still worried, not daring to make fun of his granddaughter’s name.

“No, don’t worry.” Nijisha said clearly.

“Grandpa, they didn’t lie, you can try it.” Yao Er said weakly.

“See it?” the old man asked in a low voice.

Yao’er is an awakened person and has the ability to see through whether a person is lying.

It is equivalent to a humanoid polygraph.

“Yeah.” Yao Er nodded slowly.

“Then try.” The old man breathed a sigh of relief and opened the glass bottle to his granddaughter.

“Guru Guru”

Yao’er opened his mouth, struggling to swallow the whole bottle of healing secret medicine.

The emerald green liquid was left along the throat, turning into a clear stream and flowing to the limbs.

After a while, Yao’er felt a clearer mind than ever before, and the chest that asked questions was relieved, and her complexion improved.

“Grandpa, it’s really effective.” Yao Er’s eyes widened, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

“It’s great, it’s effective.” The old man’s eyes flushed suddenly, and tears rolled in his eyes.

Yao’er took the old man’s hand and calmly said: “Grandpa, I feel a lot more relaxed, not so dull.”

Mu Liang said in a light tone: “It seems that if you drink about three more bottles, it should be cured.

“Three bottles, do you have any more?” The old man turned and asked excitedly.

“Yes, but what else can you trade?” Mu Liang asked quietly.

“I…” The old man opened his mouth.

“The four books already belong to me.” Mu Liang leaned against the door frame with deep black eyes.

“I still have a spiritual weapon that can be traded to you.” The old man said hoarsely.

He got up and walked outside, came to the chest-shaped spiritual weapon, raised his hand and stroked it, his eyes filled with dismay.

The old man said with a deep voice: “This is a spiritual weapon that I made after five years of research. It is unique.”

“Convenient to demonstrate?” Mu Liang asked with interest.

“Yes.” The old man answered.

He opened the upper part of the magic weapon, put a cut square animal skin in it, and then closed the lid.

“Look here.” The old man turned the direction of the spirit tool and pointed the side with the crystal at Mu Liang’s wooden clone.

“I’m coming.” Ni Jisha and Yan Bing stepped forward at the same time and stood in front of Mu Liang.

A strange color flashed under the old man’s eyes, and it seemed that the young man in front of him was not a simple person.

He didn’t think too much, put a fierce beast spar in the recessed groove on the top of the spirit weapon, held it with his hand, and waited for three seconds.

Hum~~~

With the sound of Weng Ming, the crystal on the spirit weapon flashed a white light.

“Okay.” The old 113 lowered his hand, opened the lid again, and took out the animal skin that was put in.

He glanced twice, then changed directions and showed it to everyone.

A black and white pattern appeared.

“Hey, our appearance is printed on the skin of the animal.” Nijisha said in surprise, hurriedly leaning forward, her eyes full of surprise.

“Interesting spirit weapon.” Yan Bingqing commented coldly.

“… Mu Liang controlled himself by the avatar, not letting the corners of his mouth rise.

Isn’t this magic weapon just a camera!

“Your Excellency, are you satisfied?” The old man looked at Mu Liang’s avatar.

“Your Excellency, this magic weapon can only be exchanged for a bottle of healing secret medicine.” Mu Liang said calmly.

This magic weapon is not important to the average person at all, or it is not as important as an attack-shaped magic weapon.

“What!” The old man stared, his beard straightened.

“You understand, this spirit weapon can only be used as a plaything.

Mu Liang, the old god of Mu Liang, said: “It is heavy and has no lethality and no defense. Can it kill the enemy or deal with the fierce beast?”

He wants the talent in front of him to join Black Tortoise City.

“This” the old man’s face was uncertain.

He knew that Mu Liang was right.Who would use three bottles of healing secret medicine to trade a spiritual weapon that can’t kill the enemy?

“I, I have nothing else to trade.” The old man sighed, a little lost.

Mu Liang’s Mu Liang embraced him in front of him, his black eyes flashed slightly, and said, “No, you still have it.

“What is it?” The old man was stunned, and then he thought of something, his face difficult to look.

He asked in a deep voice, “Are you referring to my granddaughter?”

“You are a spiritualist, right?” Mu Liang asked back.

“Yes.” The old man answered with a frown.

Mu Liang raised his eyes and asked, “Intermediate Spirit Tool Master?”

“Yeah.” The old man nodded slowly, with some guesses in his heart.

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ps: [1 update]: the second update for the positive code. .