Lord of Puluo

Green Water Beggar was right in front of him. He Jiaqing was panicked for a while, but quickly calmed down.

The buttons on her chest are still trembling, and the contact has not been interrupted.

He Jiaqing was confident of escaping, but only if he missed the green water beggar's technique before escaping.

"Senior, is there anything going on between us?"

"It's nothing special," Green Water Beggar said with a smile, "I have a friend who wants to ask you a few words. He wants to know what sect you are, what your cultivation level is, and what your intention is when you go to his house to cause trouble."

He Jiaqing was startled and replied in a humble tone: "Senior, Taoism and cultivation can tell you, but you said that I went to your friend's house to cause trouble. This makes me a little confused."

Green Water Beggar shrugged his eyebrows: "If you say you are confused, you are not sincere."

Under the corner of his eye, an abscess burst, and green pus slowly flowed down his cheek.

He Jiaqing's eyes trembled. He knew that Green Water Beggar was about to take action: "Senior, I know the rules of Green Water Bay. Logically speaking, you can only show up once a year. Isn't it worth wasting such a precious opportunity on me?

There is obviously a misunderstanding between us. Until the matter is found out, you will pretend that you have not seen me, and I will pretend that I have not met you. I will pretend that you have never shown up. Do you think this is appropriate? "

Green Water Beggar frowned slightly, then relaxed: "You're a good talker, and you know where I'm going to hurt you, but it's a pity that your calculations were wrong.

To tell you the truth, I didn't show up because I didn't go out. This is my home! "

He Jiaqing said in surprise: "Senior, don't you want to say that the entire Green Water Bay is your home? You can deceive me with your words, but you can't deceive the rules."

Green Water Beggar’s smile did not change: “I’ll say it again, this is my home.”

Hearing this, He Jiaqing looked at the passers-by with the corner of his eye.

He Jiaqing, now a well-dressed and civilized gentleman, was blocked by a beggar covered in abscesses.

The beggar looked arrogant and the gentleman was extremely humble. When encountering this abnormal phenomenon, there was no one on the road to watch the excitement.

All pedestrians regarded them as transparent, walking and chatting as if there were no two people on the street at all.

He Jiaqing immediately understood the situation. Lu Hua Zi did not go out. It was he who entered Lu Hua Zi's home.

Green Water Beggar's home is a space that ordinary people cannot observe. He did not violate the rules of Green Water Bay, but He Jiaqing couldn't figure out why he entered Green Water Beggar's house.

Hit by accident?

impossible.

The probability of such a coincidence occurring is negligible.

The real reason is that Green Water Beggar used tricks to bring He Jiaqing into his home. This proves that Green Water Beggar has been guarding He Jiaqing and has been prepared for it.

How could the Green Water Beggar know his whereabouts?

As his thoughts raced, the first thing He Jiaqing thought of was Lu Maoxian, who saw him in the theater.

How did Lu Maoxian know that I was in Puzhou?

The message Xiao Zhenggong sent him.

What is the relationship between Xiao Zhenggong, Lu Maoxian and Green Water Beggar?

It is still unclear how to escape from the hands of Green Water Beggar, which is the most urgent task at the moment.

"Senior, it was my fault that I accidentally entered your mansion. I will apologize to you first." He Jiaqing leaned over and saluted.

While saluting, He Jiaqing's right hand suddenly stretched forward to touch the green water beggar.

He moved so fast that even the Green Water Beggar couldn't see clearly the trajectory of his shot.

But the Green Water Beggar had too much experience. He was prepared in advance and ducked aside.

"Thousands of miles away, at your age, you can actually reach the ninth level of travel cultivation."

Lu Huazi smiled, his judgment was correct, He Jiaqing really wanted to use a unique skill.

He Jiaqing can escape with just a push from Green Water Beggar.

The move failed, and He Jiaqing swept his arms and touched the Green Water Beggar again.

The abscesses on Green Water Beggar's body exploded, and the pus turned into mist and spread.

"You dare to touch me? Aren't you afraid of getting sick? You are so courageous!" Green Water Beggar smiled.

The pus mist did not spread very quickly, so it was not difficult for He Jiaqing to avoid it.

But there was no escape for him.

Because he couldn't escape from Green Water Beggar's house, and the pus mist would definitely cover every corner. As long as He Jiaqing got a drop of pus, his life might be lost.

The battle seemed to be over, and Green Water Beggar was thinking about what to do with He Jiaqing, whether to kill him directly or stay a little longer to ask some questions.

Suddenly, He Jiaqing shouted sharply: "There is a separation between life and death!"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, an invisible barrier appeared in front of Green Water Beggar and He Jiaqing, and the thick fog was blocked.

Green Water Beggar stopped laughing.

"Same literature and common rules?" Green Water Beggar looked at He Jiaqing in surprise, "What level of literary cultivator are you at?"

He Jiaqing used literary skills to create a barrier between life and death. Green Water Beggar is a dead soul, and He Jiaqing is a living person.

Literary cultivation techniques depend on cultivation level, and the techniques of low-level cultivators have limited effect in front of high-level cultivators.

But He Jiaqing's technique was very effective, and the pus mist was completely blocked, which proved that his literary skills were no lower than those of traveling practitioners.

Taking this opportunity, He Jiaqing saluted again and said: "Senior, I admire you very much. I have wanted to visit you for a long time. Can we say a few words calmly?"

"Okay, let's open the skylight and speak frankly!" Green Water Beggar coughed and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

Thick phlegm hung on the barrier, smoke rose from the barrier, and a hole was corroded.

As the pus mist spread, He Jiaqing wanted to use the same technique, but he didn't dare to speak rashly.

There is a strange smell in the air. In addition to pus, the green water beggar also spreads other pathogens.

Now He Jiaqing is likely to be infected. If he speaks and inhales more pathogens, he may die on the spot.

The situation was critical and there was no room for delay. He Jiaqing took the initiative to lift the barrier and took out a pocket watch from his arms.

Pressing open the watch case, the three hands rotated wildly, and a vortex appeared on the dial, sucking up all the surrounding pus mist and pathogens.

Luhuazi smiled and said: "What a magic weapon, let's see how much you can suck!"

The pus on his body kept gushing out, and the pocket watch reached its limit in an instant.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, He Jiaqing stepped forward and reached out to Green Water Beggar again.

Green Water Beggar frowned and said, "You still dare to touch me?"

The pus spread rapidly on Green Water Beggar's body, but He Jiaqing actually found a gap in his clothes.

There was no pus in the gap, and it was not much bigger than a sesame seed.

new

Green Water Beggar saw He Jiaqing approaching, and pus poured out from his body like raindrops.

He Jiaqing's fingers deftly avoided all the pus and touched the gap with his nails.

At this moment of contact, He Jiaqing's body quickly retreated and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A thousand miles away, I succeeded.

The green water beggar's body then moved backward, but only took two steps.

He pushed back the skill of being a thousand miles away and did not fly out.

But He Jiaqing has already flown away, ignoring obstacles with his ability to travel thousands of miles away.

Green Water Beggar stood there in silence for a long time and murmured to himself: "In my house, I actually let him run away. What a strong young man.

He has nine levels of travel cultivation and at least nine levels of literary cultivation. How could he have such a level of cultivation at such an age?

Is this the beauty of Xuansheng Honglian?

Is he really a double-ninth-level practitioner?

Why did he dare to touch me? "

Green Water Beggar stared at his tattered clothes for a moment, and seemed to have found the answer.

"Could it be that the master's hand is empty?

If the magic hand is really empty, this would make sense.

Should I tell that old guy about this?

we'll see,

Let’s talk about the double nine layers first, to scare him. "

Green Water Beggar was sitting in his home, watching the people passing by on the street.

He really wanted to go out and beg, and find a place as simple as Lanyang Village to beg. As long as he didn't get alms three times, he could go out and do something and do whatever he wanted.

He could find a place to eat, drink and have fun.

You can also find a local god nearby to teach you a lesson and grab some territory.

He could spread a little disease somewhere and weed out the old and the weak.

You can also spread a big epidemic somewhere, making the entire land unrestful.

He can also make the entire Green Water Bay completely peaceful. As long as there is no one in this place, it will be completely peaceful.

Do you really want to do this?

"Will this young man come to me again?" Lu Huazi said with a smile, "You can wait a little longer, let's see if he can survive."

…

Relying on the positioning of the hook, He Jiaqing flew all the way into the deep mountains and forests and landed next to Wan Jinxian.

Seeing He Jiaqing, Wan Jinxian hurriedly greeted him: "Jiaqing, what happened? I just heard that you were fighting with someone. Who was that person?"

He Jiaqing sighed and said, "I'm afraid I might scare you if I tell you. That person is...chirp~"

Halfway through the words, He Jiaqing burped.

It's not a full burp, it's the kind of burp that can't be stopped. The scientific name is diaphragm spasm.

He Jiaqing chirped and chirped non-stop. Wan Jinxian looked at it for a moment and realized something was wrong.

This is a disease, a serious disease!

He didn't say much and prepared to use his disease cultivation technique to suck out the pathogen.

He Jiaqing waved his hands and said: "You don't, okay, don't!"

He knew how serious his condition was. Every time he hiccupped, his internal organs were shifting. In less than a hundred times, his internal organs would be torn to pieces.

Can you stop the beating?

If it were so easy to stop, this wouldn't be Lukako's method.

He Jiaqing looked at his left hand, then at his right hand, thought for a moment, and chose his left hand.

He rolled up his sleeves and shouted to his left hand: "Move the flowers and connect them, wood!"

This is not the same text and the same rules, this is a statement made true.

After a while, He Jiaqing stopped hiccupping, and his left hand began to tremble.

He transferred the disease from his diaphragm to his left hand.

Wan Jinxian said: "I see the root of the disease, just leave it to me."

He Jiaqing stopped him and said, "I told you, you can't do it. This is the root of the disease planted by your ancestor. If you suck it away, your life will be gone."

"Master Patriarch, what you are saying is..." Wan Jinxian's cheeks twitched, and he did not dare to mention that person's name, "Jia Qing, you have to get rid of the root cause of this disease quickly, otherwise your hands will become useless..."

Before he finished speaking, He Jiaqing pulled out a knife and chopped off his left hand.

Wan Jinxian's eyes widened and he looked at He Jiaqing's wound that was still spurting blood.

He Jiaqing frowned and said, "Stop looking and stop the bleeding!"

Wan Jinxian immediately bandaged He Jiaqing: "Jiaqing, why are you doing this? Let's find a way!"

"How?" He Jiaqing smiled bitterly and said nothing more.

He has elixirs and magic weapons on his body, and he also knows some methods that can slowly resolve the root cause of the disease.

But this takes time.

Luhuazi never gives people time.

First his hands were shaking, then his arms were shaking, and then his whole body was shaking. After shaking for a few minutes, his whole body was in pieces.

He Jiaqing set a fire and burned his left hand to ashes.

Lao Wan kept smacking his lips: "What are you doing? Keep your hands for now and wait for an opportunity to pick them up."

He Jiaqing shook his head and said: "I can't catch it. This hand is useless. I have to go back to other states quickly. Zhou Changhong's side has been exposed."

Lao Wan said: "Then what should you do with this hand?"

He Jiaqing sighed and said: "I'll go to San Toucha to try my luck and see if a new one can grow. Time is urgent and there is no other good way."

Wan Jinxian said with a sad look on his face: "Jia Qing, don't rush back to Waizhou. Let's take care of your injuries first. Those birds from Waizhou don't dare to do anything to you."

He Jiaqing shook his head and said: "I'm not worried about people from other states. I'm worried about people in my own family. I'm afraid someone will spread the news."

…

In the He family's mansion, He Haiqin sat in the room without saying a word.

He Yuxiu was frightened when he heard that He Haiqin hadn't eaten for nearly a day. If the food cultivator didn't eat for a day, something big would happen.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Tell your sister something."

He Haiqin looked at He Yuxiu with a dull expression and said feebly: "Sister, someone said that Jia Qing returned to Puozhou."

He Yuxiu said in shock: "Brother, what nonsense are you talking about? Isn't Jiaqing lying in a hospital in another state?"

"Yes, they say he is lying in the hospital. Then my son, he has returned to Puzhou now, and I don't know yet. Do you dare to believe this?"

PS: There are actually hands growing on the other side of the three-headed fork?

I always thought only heads could grow there.