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Chapter 20
Lin Huaizhu always thought that his mother was a little-known female cultivator. Although her spiritual power was low, she was beautiful in appearance and talent.
Therefore, his father fell in love with him at first sight, and insisted on marrying his mother despite the family's opposition.
Lin Huaizhu had heard this story since he was a child, and he had never doubted it until he met his mother.
It was only later that Lin Huaizhu found out that her surname was Yun, and that she was from the Yun family in Nanling, who was once famous in the cultivation world.
It is said that the blood of the Yun family is very special, the males are all of pure yang physique, while the females are of the most yin physique.
These two physiques are extremely pure and pure, and are of great benefit to practice. After practicing to a certain level, one can also control the source of heaven and earth, and use spiritual energy to help people cleanse their marrow and increase their cultivation.
Therefore, both men and women of the Yun family are famous, and men and women who ask for marriage will almost break through the Yun family.
Because of this unique talent, the members of the Yun family withered, and only Lin Huaizhu's mother remained in their generation.
When she was thirteen years old, she went out to play with Shen Yuanshan who was also young, but she was kidnapped and her whereabouts are unknown.
Lin Huaizhu's grandfather did her fortune-telling and found that her forehead lamp was off, thinking that her only beloved daughter had died.
As for who abducted his mother back then, and why he was imprisoned in the Lin family, Lin Huaizhu didn't know.
Those who knew the truth of the year all died on the night when the Lin family was killed.
It was precisely because Lin Huaizhu inherited the blood of the Yun family that when he was thrown into a mass grave by Shen Sui that day, the ghost would save him.
People outside are spreading the rumor that everyone in the Yun family is a unique furnace, and that's why the ghost imprisoned him here.
There are two kinds of furnaces in the worldโโ
One is yin and yang nourishment, which is often referred to as the Acacia technique.
The other is to absorb the cultivation of others, using the other party's bones as a container for one's own cultivation.
It's just that the Yun family has a large number of talented people, both men and women have very high cultivation levels, and outsiders only dare to think about the theory of the furnace.
Looking at the black and blue pinch marks on Shen Sui's neck, Lin Huaizhu's eyes were deep and deep.
Why save him?
This is the second time that Shen Sui gave up his life to save him. Lin Huaizhu didn't understand why he was so kind to him for no reason.
Does he know his life experience, and does he also want him to be his furnace?
For a moment, Lin Huaizhu wanted to ask the question himself, but swallowed the words back before opening his mouth.
The vibration in the cave was getting stronger and stronger, the smoke and dust billowed, and the stones crackled on the silver umbrella, like a torrential rain.
Shen Sui hugged Lin Huaizhu tightly and lowered the umbrella to prevent stones from splashing into his eyes.
The tip of his nose rubbed against Lin Huaizhu's earlobe, and his warm breath brushed against Lin Huaizhu's cheek.
Lin Huaizhu tilted his head uncomfortably, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw the finger marks left by the ghost on Shen Sui's neck.
When Lin Huaizhu came to his senses, his fingertips had already stroked the horrible bruise, and he took a breath.
Lin Huaizhu turned his head to look at Shen Sui.
Shen Sui didn't notice this, he focused all his attention on Li Gui's side, his lips were tightly pursed, and there was undisguised anxiety on his face.
The monks of the Thousand Secrets Pavilion are too unreliable, why haven't they come down yet?
Lin Huaizhu dropped his hands, slowed his breathing, and minimized his sense of existence.
When Shen Sui had no time to take care of other things, Lin Huaizhu observed him, explored him, not letting go of every change in his expression.
Seeing that Li Gui's movements gradually slowed down under the attack of the eighteen soul-suppressing nails, Shen Sui put back the heart that was held in his throat.
For a while, Li Gui couldn't spare time to deal with them.
Shen Sui breathed a sigh of relief, only then remembered that Lin Huaizhu was still in his arms.
In Shen Sui's eyes, at that moment, Lin Huaizhu lowered his long eyelashes calmly, and seemed to be lying weakly on Shen Sui's shoulders, his lips moistened by the nectar glowed with water.
No matter how embarrassing he is, he is still a beautiful child.
While Shen Sui was soberly aware that the wolf cub in his arms was the hero and that nothing would happen to him, he leaned over slightly and lowered his shoulders so that he could lean more comfortably.
After all, who doesn't like pretty kids?
For a kid like Lin Huaizhu, he used to be able to make four or five tears in one go in the orphanage.
"Are you hungry? When you go back, someone will make it for you. Now you can only eat one." Shen Sui took a bigu pill and put it in Lin Huaizhu's mouth.
Lin Huaizhu didn't speak, but obediently swallowed the brown pill.
A white light like moon frost burst in from the cracks in the cave roof, flowing like water waves in the dark cave.
Light and shadow passed over Lin Huaizhu's delicate eyebrows, and stayed in his eyes for a moment.
Feeling the murderous sword energy, Lin Huaizhu grabbed Shen Sui's wrist and rolled him to the ground.
With a bangโ
The roof of the cave was half cut off by the awe-inspiring sword energy, and the powerful sunlight fell down along with the dust.
Shen Sui, who was pinned to the ground, took a mouthful of dirt, and he gave two pee pee with an ugly expression.
Xiao Zishu held his sword and went into the cave.
There is a red coffin in the middle of the cave. The coffin seems to have been stained with blood, and the color is still bright after being buried on the ground for many years.
The bottom of the coffin was as black as ink, covered with yellow talismans, and locked with a long black iron chain.
At the other end of the iron chain was a hunchbacked, ugly ghost.
Xiao Zishu's sword not only cut open the cave, but also cut off a chain that bound the ghost, breaking the formation.
Li Gui suddenly relaxed a lot, and grinned with a sinister sneer.
The sky above the Mass Burial Mound was dark again, with layers of overcast clouds pressing down, the sky and the earth seemed to be merging into a line, and there was a kind of mountain rain that was about to come and wind filled the building.
Knowing that this ghost cultivator has a lot of background, Xiao Zishu's face was solemn, and the sword energy in his hand was greatly stimulated.
Xiao Zishu threw the long sword casually, and the spirit sword changed into ten, ten into hundreds, the sword's intent was like frost, and the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly.
The other two also released their sword energy and surrounded the ghosts.
Although the ban was lifted, Li Gui, who had lost half his cultivation base, faced three alchemy cultivators, and his chances of winning were extremely low.
Xiao Zishu and his companions used a huge sword ten inches wide and one foot long. His right arm was full of muscles, and when he swung the sword, he was so powerful that the earth shook and the mountains shook.
In an instant, the mass graves filled the sky with yellow sand and dust.
Shen Sui and Lin Huaizhu suffered as much as they wanted while staying at the bottom of the cave. In order to avoid accidental injury, they hid in Li Gui's lipstick coffin.
Although one foot was injured, Shen Sui was still agile, jumped into the coffin, and then pulled Lin Huaizhu up.
The formation has been destroyed by the people of Thousand Secrets Pavilion, and there is nothing uncomfortable about them getting into the coffin.
The coffin is so deep that one can even sit cross-legged with the lid on.
Shen Sui and Lin Huaizhu worked together to close the coffin lid, leaving only a gap. He took out the lighting beads and raised his hand to have a look.
"What is this?" Shen Sui pretended to be surprised.
Many words were densely engraved on the lid of the coffin. This is the secret method of ghost cultivation written by the ghosts during the dozens of years of suppression.
There is a plot in the original book. After Lin Huaizhu killed the ghost, he burned the coffin after learning the exercises.
Lin Huaizhu glanced at it, and scrawled four characters in a bone awl script on the top of his head - Tiansha Prison Code.
Below these four characters are the twelve tactics.
Lin Huaizhu read it carefully, and found that it was the ghost's law code.
After reading it only once, Lin Huaizhu memorized the twelve tactics.
In addition to the Tiansha Prison Code, there are also several tricks, which are densely engraved on the inner and outer lids of the coffin, but it is not known whether they are true or not.
"This is... that evil magic book?" Shen Sui showed joy, "Are we a blessing in disguise, just like those male protagonists in the story books who jumped off the devil's cliff and survived?"
Lin Huaizhu didn't speak.
Shen Sui dug out an old sheepskin scroll from his purse, unfolded it and pasted it on the coffin.
Within a moment, all the scriptures on it were left in the parchment scroll verbatim, Shen Sui blew on the ink stains on it, rolled it up and put it back in his purse.
Seeing Shen Sui's actions, Lin Huaizhu's eyes moved, "These may be fake."
Ghosts are cunning by nature, so it is not surprising that they leave behind fake secrets to harm people.
Shen Sui didn't care, "Whether it's useful or not, I'll transcribe it and take it back. What if it's useful?"
Lin Huaizhu: "This is an evil skill."
Shen Sui: "As long as it is not used to harm others, it is not evil work."
Fearing that Lin Huaizhu would misunderstand, Shen Sui added, "If it takes harming people to practice, then we will burn it. There are many ways to do it, and it is not necessary to cultivate it. I am just curious."
Lin Huaizhu gave a 'hmm' in a calm manner, making it hard to hear his emotions.
There was a moment of silence in the coffin, only the continuous sound of swords chanting outside could be heard.
Shen Sui held Lin Huaizhu's cold hand, "Don't be afraid, we'll be out soon. I've hired three alchemy cultivators. No matter how powerful the ghost is, it won't be able to fight against it."
Lin Huaizhu looked down at the hand holding him, and wanted to ask Shen Sui how he knew he was in the mass grave, but he only responded with an "um".
"If you feel uncomfortable sitting like this, lie on my lap." Shen Sui patted his knee.
Lin Huaizhu really obediently laid his pillow on it.
Regardless of whether he is really well-behaved or fake, Shen Sui patted his head reassuringly.
Thinking of the last time Lin Huaizhu was given a point for brushing his hair, Shen Sui silently moved his hand away, fearing that he would not like being touched on the head.
In this case, Lin Huaizhu didn't give him a single point.
It's really you, widow king!
Shen Sui guessed that Lin Huaizhu didn't give him any points, probably because he was suspicious of why he came to the mass grave to save people even though he had lost his memory.
I have to explain this matter to Lin Huaizhu when go back, hoping that he can give more favorability points after dispelling his doubts.
Suddenly the coffin lid shook, as if something violently fell on it.
Shen Sui's eyes showed vigilance, and he quickly took out a gold-sheathed dagger hidden in his boots, his heart beating wildly.
After a few breaths, the five-fingered black armor pierced through the wooden cover of the coffin and dug into Lin Huaizhu's right shoulder.
Without even thinking about it, Shen Sui stabbed the dagger.
Li Gui's face was grim, and he smashed the coffin into pieces.
Shen Sui and Lin Huaizhu were exposed in front of the ghost without any cover, and the splashed wood left injuries on their faces.
Smelling the smell of blood, Li Gui was excited and greedy, and stretched out his hand to pick up Shen Sui and Lin Huaizhu one by one.
Just when he was about to speak, a majestic sword intent passed through his chest from behind, and before he could hurt Shen Sui and Lin Huaizhu, the sword energy dissipated like a breeze.
Li Gui's body trembled violently, his red eyes opened wide, and black blood spit out from his mouth.
Seeing this, Shen Sui immediately made a knife, and the knife hit Li Gui's rib.
Lin Huaizhu vaguely saw a fleeting light clustered around Li Gui's ribs, and he seemed to have a feeling and pulled out his hand along the wound.
Touching something, Lin Huaizhu pulled it out.
Seeing Lin Huaizhu easily pull out something that looked like a rib from Li Gui's body, Shen Sui was stunned.
what is this?
Could it be Zhaoyin flag?
The author has something to say:
Hmm... for the time being, there is still nothing, Huaihuai is difficult to deal with and cannot be set up.
But it's getting harder now, when Xiao Sui succeeds in the future...
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