Uncle Jiu: The true story of Maoshan spreads across the heavens

At this moment, the scarecrow seemed to have enlightened itself, and did not jump with Lin Xin at all, but ran straight across a field. Lin Xin was completely unaware of all this, and jumped over stupidly. Suddenly, the scarecrow was like Lin Xin. passed.

"Hey~Lin Xin, be careful behind you~" Lin Hao was so anxious that he took out the copper coins from the treasure bag, clamped it between his index and middle fingers, and then raised his eyebrows and recited a spell: "The copper coins open the spirit, the ancestor made it." lead…"

"Hmm~" Lin Hao frowned, unable to borrow any force, but this was not the time for him to think about the reason, so he immediately flicked the copper coin out.

swoosh~

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the scarecrow that flew into the air immediately flew backwards, and there was also a sound of sparks "pop, pop, pop"

Lin Tianya: "What is this silly boy thinking about?" At this time, his face was covered with black question marks.

In fact, if he hadn't been playing tricks in the dark, that boy named Lin Xin would have been disemboweled by the scarecrow long ago.

After all, the little guy has only practiced the third level of skin, while the Scarecrow is at the peak of the mid-first level, which is the level of the sixth level of skin training. Therefore, even the Scarecrow, who has always been slow, is faster than Lin Xin. The so-called slow speed, It depends on who you compare with. Of course, you can't compare with a warrior who is also at the sixth level of skin training, but compared with this little Kalami who is at the third level of skin training, it is different.

Lin Xin: Thank you. If you hadn't slapped this monster awake, would I be in such a mess?

When Lin Hao called out to be careful, Lin Xin also looked back and saw the scarecrow rushing towards him, with its sharp claws exposed in the air and emitting bursts of cold light!

Lin Xin: My life is at stake!

Just when Lin Xin thought he was going to die, he didn't expect the scarecrow to fly backwards, with a string of sparks emitting from his body, as if he had been hit by exorcism sand.

"hu~hu~hu~"

Lin Xin let out a nervous gasp, and the heart in his throat fell back into his stomach at the moment the scarecrow was knocked away.

He was really scared.

At this time, Lin Hao also came to Lin Xin and asked, "Are you okay?"

Lin Xin swallowed, shook his head, and wanted to say something, but because of the violent running, his throat was dry and his chest was beating violently, making him unable to speak at all.

Perhaps seeing that Lin Xin was in poor condition, Lin Hao said to him: "Go to the side and take a rest first."

Lin Hao then walked towards the scarecrow alone. He just found out that it was impossible to borrow the power of the ancestor. Now he had to try his other magic weapons to see if they were useful.

But at this time, Lin Xin grabbed Lin Hao, handed the long sword in his hand to Lin Hao, took off the cloth bag from his waist, and handed it to Lin Hao together, indicating Lin Hao to use this.

Upon seeing this, Lin Hao took the iron sword, pushed the cloth bag back, and pointed to the gray cloth bag hanging on his waist: "I just took it."

Lin Xinyan looked at the palm-sized gray cloth bag around Lin Hao's waist, nodded and said, "Be careful."

Then Lin Xin untied his cloth bag, grabbed a little red powder in the palm of his hand, took off the leather water bag from his waist, poured it into the palm of his hand, soaked the red powder, smeared it on the head of the gun, and then stood ready Staring at the scarecrow getting up.

When Lin Xin grabbed the red powder, he smelled a familiar smell: it was cinnabar.

"It seems that cinnabar is still useful, but the method used by Lin Xin is wrong." Lin Hao thought that the best way to use cinnabar is to use rootless water, the kind that is not contaminated with turbidity.

The water without roots is rain and dew respectively.

In addition to using rootless water, it is best to use rooster blood, or black dog blood. The most powerful thing is to use human blood, because human blood is psychic, or the blood of monks contains spiritual energy, so some Taoist priests encounter ghosts and zombies. , bite your fingers at every turn, or cut your palms, or bite the tip of your tongue when you encounter a cruel person. If you want to fight or die together, you will cut your eyebrows or your heart to directly take the heart blood, which is the natal essence blood.

But my master is different. He likes to take my urine. In the words of his master, the urine of a boy with Double Ninth Body syndrome, Yang on Yang, is simply the nemesis of ghosts.

Thinking of the shameful years before I was ten years old, every time Uncle Jiu went out to get rid of ghosts, he would first feed me a glass of water, and then take a bamboo tube and let me pee in it.

At that critical moment, people's calves were short and they couldn't run away. This made Lin Hao put all his thoughts into training. After that, his master couldn't catch up. As soon as he heard Uncle Jiu calling for tea, Lin Hao immediately ran away. .

Later, Uncle Jiu gradually stopped coming to collect urine. Firstly, Lin Hao was getting older, and secondly, he couldn't catch up.

"Squeak~"

The scarecrow opened its sewn mouth and let out a scream. It was full of sharp teeth, like animal teeth, and the mouth looked like it was sewn with thread, but it was straw.

Lin Hao looked at this strange creature, which looked like grass and an animal. Is this strange?

Monsters are different from monsters. Monsters are the products of animals and plants becoming spirits, while monsters are some messy fusions.

For example, a lump of sarcoma with a mouth, or straw with flesh and blood.

In short, there are all kinds of strange shapes!

Even the same scarecrow may look different.

The one in front of Lin Hao was covered with yellow withered grass, and there was green skin under the yellow withered grass. Its claws were like those of a pangolin, like sharp sickles. (The saw-saw sickle is the kind of crescent that is used to cut rice, but it does not have serrations, but looks like a blade.)

"Squeak ~ squeak"

The scarecrow stared with blood-red eyes and waved its sharp claws, like sharp sickles, slashing at Lin Hao.

When Lin Hao saw this, he curled his lips in disdain, just put an exorcism charm on the long sword, and then slashed at the scarecrow's claws.

Under Lin Hao's powerful force, the scarecrow's arms were immediately chopped and flew out. It felt like it was chopped on the haystack or on the leather. Finally, it felt like it was blocked by fibers. Fortunately, he was strong. Only one sword cut off the scarecrow's two small arms.

A stream of dark green juice splashed out from the scarecrow's arms. When Lin Hao saw this, he opened the mana shield in time to prevent himself from getting stuck to the disgusting liquid.

"Well, physical damage seems to be what I thought." Lin Hao nodded with satisfaction. But seeing the scarecrow's wounds, there was no feeling of being burned by the power of exorcism.

Lin Hao immediately turned the sword over and saw that there was no aura on the talisman on the sword.

But Lin Hao could clearly feel that there was energy in the talisman paper, which was roughly equivalent to the mid-to-late first level, because Lin Hao felt that the energy in the talisman paper was losing.

(Oops~What’s going on? It can’t be triggered automatically.)

Lin Hao really couldn't figure it out, but now was not the time for him to think about this, because Lin Xin behind him suddenly shouted: "Brother, the scarecrow has run away!"

"Ah!" Lin Hao was stunned, could this monster still run away?

Then he chased after him with his long sword. Compared with the speed of the straw, Lin Hao ran as if he was flying, and his legs almost ran out of the phantom.

In just a moment, Lin Hao chased after him, channeling the magic power in his body into the iron sword. The long sword suddenly glowed with light, and Lin Hao raised his sword and instantly killed the scarecrow.

puff~

A puff of black smoke rose, and a human-faced head covered with straw flew up, and a large amount of green liquid sprayed out from its neck, which was two meters high.

Lin Hao nodded when he saw this. The magic can be used, and the effect is very good. Not only is it like cutting butter with a hot knife, there is no hindrance.

Moreover, the sword blessed with mana becomes extremely sharp, especially dealing extra damage to this kind of monster.

The only bad thing is that the mana conductivity of the iron sword in Lin Hao's hand is not good. It feels like it took three strands of mana to successfully strengthen the entire sword, which is a waste of two strands of mana.

The scarecrow's body was still running forward until it had run a few meters, and then it fell into the fields and lost all movement.