Cliff, castle.
Luo Qing drooped his legs leisurely and looked at the book in his hand with relish.
It had been two days since the Holy Lord's soul escaped from hell. During this period, it was rare that he had been peaceful, and Luo Qing was happy about it.
The Black Hand's headquarters is being rebuilt, and this time the Black Hand will serve him wholeheartedly. He cannot find spells or anything else by himself.
In addition, the spell tracker made by Daolon didn't move at all, almost as if it was broken.
I wanted Daolong to take a look, but since he came back that day, he went to upgrade the Black Warrior, and he hasn't come out yet, so he can only read here all day long.
Buzz~
The vibration of the phone broke Luo Qing's calmness, and he picked up the phone and connected it.
"Oh? Really? Come right away!"
Putting down his phone, Luo Qing's eyes flashed with excitement. The power of the black market was reliable, and another evil spirit had been obtained. It was very good.
He stood up and walked to the library, picking up a dozen books about Feng Shui formations that he had copied, and the water flow disappeared quickly.
The top of the new Black Hand Building.
Luo Qing looked at the hustle and bustle of the city and felt a little silent. What was on the big screen? Why was it invaded? Why was it bombarded by the latest intercontinental missile?
"Senior, look, they're all inside!" came the Taoist priest's voice, a little cautiously.
Luo Qing turned around and looked at the two small red flags in front of him with a smile on his face: "You did a great job. These are all the books I can give you now."
As he spoke, a black hole appeared, and a pile of books fell onto the table with a crash.
There was a moment of surprise in the Taoist priest's eyes (☆o☆), but as soon as his eyes glanced at the top book, a mask of pain ༼༎ຶᴗ༎ຶ༽ instantly appeared on his face.
Sure enough, it was his wisdom not to disband the research team. To raise the salary, the primary school teacher who led the team must have a salary increase!
"Thank you, senior. I will do my best and die!" The Taoist priest said loudly, lowering his head to prevent his expression from being discovered.
"Don't look like that. I can't give you the original copy, but I can let you print the original copy in the future." Luo Qing was also a little embarrassed, but when could such a unique copy be used?
Although the magic paper will not decay over time, it will be destroyed. It is not as safe as it is at Daolong Base Camp wherever it is placed.
The Taoist priest's eyes flashed with surprise: "Thank you, senior..."
"Okay, what's going on outside?" Luo Qing pointed to the big screen outside and asked.
"Well, America, they can't go to hell to find the Holy Lord, so that's it." The Taoist priest thought for a moment and said, "The main reason for the commotion this time is the money to repair the city. You know, the city next door The level of damage, it’s a huge blow to the city.”
Luo Qing understood. He thought for a while and directly ordered: "Let them be quiet. If necessary, we can kill some of the dancing ones. Now is not a suitable time for war."
The Taoist priest frowned slightly, feeling a little embarrassed. For real high-level officials, the black market may not be powerful enough.
Luo Qing glanced at him and shook his head. Who made him stand upright? Are you used to keeping a low profile?
So he suggested: "If someone is disobedient, go and do some tricks on his ancestral graves, and then threaten him. Is it difficult? There are so many killers. No matter how powerful they are, an individual can only do that."
The Taoist priest's eyes lit up, and he felt like the door to a new world had been opened. What is the Feng Shui master best at? Isn't that what it is?
Moreover, the other party is just an ordinary person, and no matter how high his status is, he will not receive a magic resistance bonus. He seems to have seen a huge business opportunity appearing in front of him.
For example... make someone miserable and then ask that person to pay a high price to solve the problem, or...
Looking at the Taoist priest, Luo Qing patted his shoulder with a smile, picked up the small flag, and disappeared instantly.
For things like cause and effect, early technology really had no power to fight back, and it was easy to deal with so many radicals.
Arriving at a secluded rooftop, Luo Qing crushed two small flags without hesitation. In an instant, a cold breath swept across all directions, and two young figures loomed in the sun.
Luo Qing frowned slightly and squatted down to look at these two things. The two babies were lying on their hands and feet. They were covered in bruises and had no clothes on them. It was as if...they were abandoned right after they were born.
"No wonder there is so much resentment..."
Luo Qing murmured and stretched out a hand. In an instant, the two babies melted and turned into cyan tattoos sneaking around Luo Qing's body.
When Luo Qing stood up, some information also appeared in his mind.
Newborns come into the world with aura and fear of strangers. Although their self-awareness is very small, if they are abandoned and starve to death, their resentment will easily arouse negative emotional feedback.
According to records, there used to be a high-level ghost infant among the undead clan, one of the thousands of demon wizards.
But in the Age of Ending Dharma, the evil spirit and resentment in the world have also declined along with the extraordinary, otherwise it would still be easy for hundreds of ghosts to gather together.
While thinking, Luo Qing also understood the abilities of the two ghost babies. In addition to the common illusion, flight, and evil vision, there are two more, sneaking and bewitching!
The baby only cries, and even if it turns into an evil spirit, it uses sounds to attract people. These sounds will be subconsciously ignored by people, but anyone who remains unmoved within the range of the baby's cry will be eaten.
Of course, even if those people are not affected by the bewitchment and approach the ghost baby, they will be killed.
This is what they think before they die, a grown man who wants to eat the indifferent, a grown man who wants to kill everything.
When the two are combined, it becomes a dead end for ordinary people.
"Poor little guy." Luo Qing murmured. Someone actually abandoned the twins. Gee, I don't know what those people thought.
Shaking his head, these are not what he should care about. The improvement given to him by the two evil spirits is not bad, and a supernatural power has begun to appear in his body.
He raised his hand, and a gloomy black light flashed. The evil spirit body was officially introduced, and he stepped into the ranks of the extraordinary without resorting to the power of tattoos.
Turning around, he set his sights on Chinatown. Sometimes, he might not be able to find traces of the talisman here, but Dad's Antique Shop definitely could!
After looking at the weather in the afternoon, Luo Qing thought about it and went to buy some afternoon tea.
Perhaps because he was used to it, he felt that it would not be awkward to bring something with him when he went to visit.
Arriving in Chinatown, Luo Qing crushed the last camouflage charm and concealment charm and slowly walked towards the antique shop.
Ring ring ring...
The bell next to the door rang, and at the same time there was an audible greeting: "Welcome to Dad's Antique Shop. How can I help you?"
Luo Qing looked up, uh, Tru? Two months early, but still here?
"Hi, Luo Qing, I haven't seen you for a long time. Let me introduce you. This is Tru, dad's new disciple. If you agree that day, he will be your junior disciple."
Xiaoyu stood up from the sofa in surprise, and then came a series of introductions, which made Luo Qing a little confused.
Are you really dad's destined disciple?
