Mysterious Tribulation

Aaron crushed the sigil, that's how it was cast.

Then, he felt a strange power.

It is completely different from the internal force, spirituality, and Taoism that I have seen before... with a strange corrosiveness.

This made Aaron feel as if he was holding a ball of cold fire in his hand. This was not a contradiction, but a real existence...and if he didn't throw it away in time, he would burn himself in reverse.

Therefore, he directly manipulated with his mind and distributed the fire on Xuan Chao's eagle dog.

Then... a strange scene appeared!

Those ordinary players in black, each with a dull expression, seemed to be frozen in this moment for eternity, and turned into...wax figures?

Only Aunt Sun and a few others can move, but their movements are also extremely slow, as if slowed down ten times.

'In this state, even if a child comes with a knife, he can kill Grandmaster Tianshu, right? '

'In this world, it is true that practicing martial arts has no future, you still need to practice different arts! '

Aaron stepped forward and touched Aunt Sun's arm curiously.

Hmm... even the clothes are very smooth to the touch, have they turned into wax oil?

He nodded, and touched Aunt Sun's cheek again: It really is a wax figure...a living wax figure...

While speaking, with a flash of ease, he dodged Aunt Sun's broken son and grandson's legs.

Are you... an alien?

Aunt Sun's face was like a delicate wax doll, her lips opened and closed slowly, asking her own question.

No... it's just that I have mastered a little power of different arts.

Aaron sighed in his heart: And... there is only one time, what a pity...

He looked at Aunt Sun, then at the sky: It's time...

Aunt Sun didn't understand what Aaron meant until she also looked up and saw the warm sunshine.

At this moment, Aunt Sun screamed directly.

Because the warm light shining on the skin in the past seemed to be like a knife at this moment, scraping her flesh and blood.

From Aaron's point of view, Auntie Sun's face was melted with small holes.

The small hole is still merging, turning into a pitch-black hole.

Drop after drop of wax oil melted and rolled down from Aunt Sun's body, accumulating a thick layer on the ground.

Not only Aunt Sun, but other court eagles and dogs, as well as their clothes and guns... are all melting strangely at this moment!

In the end, there was only a thick layer of solidified wax left on the ground, and those chasing soldiers disappeared without a trace!

It turned out that it was not exempt from pollution, but passed on?

Aaron touched his chin: It's a pity that the cards are gone... Fortunately, the wax museum is here.

With one last glance at the wax on the ground, he turned and left the alley.

...

Three days later.

Aaron walked out of the Hawkins Wax Museum with a grim look on his face.

During this period of time, no matter how intimidating he was or even felt psychic, the wax figure of Guo Shanhu seemed to be dead and no longer shed tears.

And this wax figure is obviously Mr. Hawkins' favorite, and he is not willing to sell it.

Even if he sells, Aaron may not be able to afford it.

The point is...it doesn't work!

If he really found out how to use the wax figure, maybe Liang Shangjun would be willing to do it.

Would Mr. Bai come to see the wax figure again?

Just at the door, he met the couple again.

The woman held the baby with a vigilant look on her face.

Wearing round glasses, the very bookish man smiled: My friend, you are really naughty, but I like the lollipop I gave you last time...Thank you.

He clasped his fists together again: My humble servant, Shi Mingsi, works in the Hongshang Press. This time, I am traveling with my wife. Because my lover likes this place very much, I stayed for a few more days...

So it's Brother Shi, I'm sorry... Shu! Just a mere warrior... Aaron also saluted: Where is Brother Shi planning to go next?

Now there is still work in the library, and I am preparing to return to Jinhu with my wife. Shi Mingsi replied with a smile.

I see... I'm going to Jinhu too. Aaron said.

Jinhu is the first port city of Daxuan, with all kinds of teachings and nine streams, with a population of more than ten million, and the mixture of fish and dragons to the extreme, just suitable for hiding!

What's more...he vaguely remembered that one of the backup escape routes for Cheng Dongnan, the head of the Qiankun Society, was to go to Jinhu!

'It's not necessary to go home and meet a lot of relatives, it's better to go directly to Jinhu to develop...'

‘By the way, you can also search for information on strange spells and strange things. '

Aaron already understood that although his golden finger ran away from the core, he couldn't instantly purify the pollution and exempt the price.

But it still retains a little ability, which can transfer pollution or cost in the form of combination medicine, drawing symbols, etc.!

If you can find related strange art items, or even the Book of Shocking World, you will definitely get a lot of gains.

'And in normal times, one's own martial arts can't be inferior...Although today's grand master is also shot down by a single shot...but generally speaking, the higher the martial arts, the faster the movement, and the less likely it is to be killed. '

...

Whoooo!

A small steamer slowly left the pier, emitting smoke.

On the deck, Shi Mingsi saw Aaron again.

However, at this time, Aaron had changed his outfit and was wearing a dark Chinese tunic suit, looking like a student in school.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but feel a little good: Little brother...we meet again.

Editor History.

Aaron stepped forward with a smile, and did not say that he deliberately followed this family on the passenger ship: I wrote a manuscript here, and I want you to read it.

oh?

Shi Mingsi looked at the stack of papers in Aaron's hands, and smiled: It happens that the journey is boring, and I am about to read a masterpiece, um, The Legend of the Swordsman in Shushan?

I only have a little martial arts, and I want to make a living in Jinhu. I heard that writers are more popular...

Aaron seemed a little embarrassed and authentic.

Well, if the writing is fluent, it is indeed quite good to get 2 to 3 Longyang yuan for a thousand characters when it is accepted by magazines, newspapers, and libraries. Unfortunately...Compared with these people, there are so many rejected manuscripts. , like a crucian carp crossing the river.

Shi Mingsi tactfully persuaded him, seeing Aaron's indifferent expression, he couldn't help but laugh, and turned to the first page of the manuscript: Dagan Cultivation World...

The writing was fairly fluent, so he could read it.

After a while, he suddenly raised his head and asked, What are the so-called realms of refining Qi, building foundations, forming alchemy, and Yuanying?

It's all Taoist terminology, I just made it up... Aaron replied.

After reading it for a long time, Shi Mingsi finally sighed: Brother Bai... Your novel is so well written, it makes me feel like there really is that world...

'Of course, this is my own experience. Guaranteed to be absolutely authentic and delicate...'

Aaron rolled his eyes in his heart, but smiled on his face: I think so too... Maybe I really dreamed of the world of cultivating immortals in my dream!