Chapter 35 The Mohist Cultivation System: Night Walkers
"Crunch!"
The door was pushed open from outside.
A servant came in with Liang Pingan.
Liang Ping'an was wearing a doctor's uniform for practicing medicine, with a medical box on his waist. As for the flag, who knows where it was thrown?
"Get out, get out!" the girl yelled.
"Sure enough, you are sick!" Liang Ping'an nodded to the servant, indicating that you can leave.
As soon as the servant saw Liang Pingan's eyes, he immediately closed the door, and then the sound of locking came from outside.
The door was actually locked from the outside!
Liang Ping'an was obviously stunned for a moment. Judging from his expression, he seemed to want to shout, "Open the door, open the door, open the door quickly!"
But in the end, he endured it.
"Girl, don't be so nervous. You see, I'm just a doctor. I don't have the power to tie a chicken. I just want to diagnose you. I don't have any ill intentions."
After hearing Liang Pingan's words, the girl finally calmed down, but still shook her head: "I'm not sick!"
"I will know at a glance whether you are sick or not. Please lie down on the bed first and let me take a pulse." Liang Ping'an did not approach immediately, but continued to persuade.
"Are you going to leave after taking the pulse?"
"nature."
"good."
The girl finally nodded, walked to the bed and lay down.
The corners of Liang Ping'an's mouth raised slightly, and he immediately came closer: "Girl, please reach out to me, don't be nervous, I'm just a doctor, I don't mean any harm. Close your eyes first and adjust your breathing."
The girl lay on the bed, looked at Liang Ping'an seriously, and stretched out a hand, but she did not close her eyes.
"Relax, girl, you are so nervous. How can I diagnose your pulse? Please close your eyes." Liang Ping'an put a hand on the girl's pulse and continued to persuade in a soft voice.
The girl's eyes slowly closed.
At this moment, Jiang Chaoge saw that the wooden sculpture on the wooden table had reached behind Liang Pingan at some unknown moment and was staring at Liang Pingan coldly.
Liang Ping'an didn't see the wood carving. All his attention was now on the girl. He checked the pulse with one hand and quietly opened the medicine box with the other hand.
Because, there is a sword hidden in the medicine box - an ebony sword!
In an instant, Liang Ping'an took action.
When the showdown came, he no longer pretended, and the ebony sword in his hand stabbed the girl's shoulder like lightning...or maybe it wasn't stabbing, but stabbing!
The girl seemed to feel something strange and opened her eyes suddenly, but it was too late, the ebony sword pierced her shoulder directly.
Blood splatters!
"ah!"
The girl let out a painful scream.
Water began to spurt out from his mouth continuously, and it was all river water mixed with mud.
"Hahaha, I, Liang Pingan, finally succeeded!" Liang Pingan laughed, immediately released the hand holding the girl, and reached into the medicine box again.
Because, there is a mirror inside - Xuanyin Mirror!
He was so happy that after taking out the Xuanyin Mirror, he immediately turned the mirror to the girl, but the moment he saw the girl, the wooden sculpture that had been standing behind him moved.
The wood carving stretched out a piece of wood and hit Liang Ping'an on the back of the neck with a "snap".
Liang Ping'an's expression froze, and his eyes were filled with disbelief. Then he rolled his eyes and fell softly to the ground, with the Xuan Yin Mirror falling to the ground.
"Cuckoo!"
The strange sound sounded again.
However, this time it no longer came from the girl's mouth, but from the river water the girl spat out. As for the girl... just like Liang Ping'an, her eyes turned white.
…
A man's head emerged from the murky river water.
This scene is extremely strange.
His hair was wet and dripping with water, his face was covered with yellow mud, his eyes were only white, and he looked a bit ferocious.
However, what was even more strange was that a hand immediately pressed on the head.
At the same time, a face came close to the head.
"I show up suddenly!"
"!!!"
The eyes on his head suddenly widened.
He looked very frightened.
Jiang Chaoge knew that the night watchman's assessment requirements must be completed alone.
But he couldn't just die without saving him, not to mention that the ghost of this Mo disciple was somewhat similar to Zhou Jiaoer.
He decided to give this Mohist disciple a chance to reincarnate.
"Cuckoo!"
Urgent and strange sounds came from the head's mouth.
Jiang Chaoge moved his other hand towards the Xuan Yin Mirror that fell on the ground, and a gust of wind directly lifted up the Xuan Yin Mirror, half floating in the air.
Whoosh!
A golden light turned into a beam of light.
Cover your head.
His head immediately started shaking like chaff, and the expression on his face looked extremely painful.
Jiang Chaoge, who had learned a lesson once, would never give his head a chance to escape again. While shining his head with the Xuan Yin Mirror, a blood-red Yin knife condensed in his hand.
"When you are a ghost, just be a ghost. Why do you want to miss the mortal world and play with women? What can you do?" After Jiang Chaoge finished speaking, the Yin knife in his hand pierced the man's throat directly: "Since you can't speak, there is no use keeping you.
Already."
"Cuckoo!"
The brain struggled with all its strength.
But it was already too late, because the red Yin knife had completely penetrated into the turbid river water.
…
A long-lost sense of familiarity emerged.
A new picture appeared in front of Jiang Chaoge's eyes.
He appeared in a village, surrounded by countless children, all of whom were wearing black clothes, and he was the same.
An old man in black was holding a rattan whip in his left hand and a book in his right hand, and he was reading constantly.
"Those who are not strong in ambition are not wise, and those who do not believe in their words are not fruitful in their actions; those who are unable to divide people according to their wealth are not worthy of being friends; those who do not adhere to the truth, do not know everything about things, and are not ignorant of matters when debating, are not worthy of being a traveler..."
"You don't mirror water, but mirror people. When you look in water, you will see your face, and if you look in people, you will know good or bad... If the world loves each other, it will be in order, if it is against each other, it will be chaotic..."
"..."
My name is Wu Qijiu, and I grew up in Zhuangzi since I was a child.
I listen to Master's lectures every day and listen to the principles of dealing with others. At the same time, I also practice fighting swordsmanship, wood carving, and...
The picture keeps changing.
Jiang Chaoge seemed to have gone through a long period of time, from childhood to middle age, and gradually he felt as if there was something more in his soul.
That seems to be a mirror?
One side is black, the other side is white!
That seems to be more than just a mirror?
But good and evil!
Jiang Chaoge had an illusion that this mirror seemed to be constantly merging with his soul.
Then, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear.
"Congratulations, Wu Qijiu, you have officially entered the threshold of my Mohist practice. From today on, you will be a 'night walker'. Make good use of this mirror of yours. It will not only allow you to understand what is wrong."
, distinguish between good and evil, and at the same time, it also allows you to have faster speed and strength in the dark night!"
night Stalker?
Could it be the Mohist practice system?
Jiang Chaoge was stunned for a moment. He knew that this world was different from the one he knew before, and he had also heard Wu Ming say that the Mohist clan had a way to cultivate immortality.
Since there is a way to cultivate immortality, there is naturally a system of cultivation.
But he never thought about what he would become one day... Nightcrawler?!
Didn't have time to think.
The scene in front of him changed again...
This time, the scene in front of him felt a little familiar, because standing in front of him was none other than the king and his beautiful daughter.