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Chapter 988: Scheming Puppet

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    The puppet blinked and wept!

    Xu Cheng felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his scalp was numb, his head was blank, and a sense of numbness climbed up from the end of his spine.

    ?Late night, heavy rain, ruined temples, dead people, puppets that blink and weep, all these constitute a weird and terrifying picture.

    Encountered a ghost?  Haunted!

    Just as Xu Chenghun was flying out of the sky, a ray of light flickered in his vision, and a drop of rain reflected the bonfire, sticking to the funny puppets, and fell to the ground with a splash, which was in harmony with the previous mottled wet marks.

    "It turns out that the ruined temple has been in disrepair for a long time, and the roof has a slight water seepage. One drop fell on the puppet, causing the illusion of blinking and crying. It was me who scared myself" Xu Cheng took a sharp breath, but suddenly froze, "The puppet  ?puppet!"

    In the ruined temple, the chief escort of the Four Seas Escort Agency Miao was killed because of the puppet of the swordthe funny puppet on the beamone of the four great books

    The three thoughts fluctuated in an instant, and fireworks exploded in Xu Cheng's mind, illuminating the darkness with splendor.

    Could it be that he saw the Excalibur puppet?  An Excalibur puppet that contains two sets of peerless sword techniques?

    This is a reasonable deduction and conclusion!

    Boom boom boom!  Xu Cheng's heart beat faster, and his mouth was dry for a while.

    "Cheng'er, what's the matter with you?" Shang Jiuming opened his six orifices, his eyes and ears were sharp, and his senses were keen, and he noticed something strange in Xu Cheng.

    Xu Cheng was about to tell about the Excalibur Puppet, but the words of Master just now popped up in his mind. Every time the Excalibur Puppet was born, it was accompanied by bloody storms, and many ugly and terrifying things happened. For it, some fathers killed their sons  , sons kill fathers, there are brothers from the same family, there are white prime ministers who know how to press the sword, and I have just opened my eyes, which is far from the master. After I get the sword puppet, it must be kept by the master, and I will always understand and ponder it.  It's better to give yourself the fine time like water, or even transfer it to others

    Greed is like fire, and a little bit can start a prairie fire. Xu Cheng had many thoughts, and he listened to the voice in his heart in the blink of an eye: "Master, except for Mr. Miao, the rest of the bodyguards fell to the ground to form a semicircle. It seems that they want to besiege, but  Kill them all with one blow."

    "With just one strike, six masters lost their lives. Just thinking about it makes people shudder. What kind of swordsmanship is this? It's like a ghost!"

    He pushed his strangeness to this matter.

    Shang Jiuming understood Xu Cheng's mood very well, nodded slightly and said: "I have been immersed in swordsmanship for 30 years and I still feel heart palpitations, and I can't match it. Unfortunately, my swordsmanship is incomplete, and it is difficult to reproduce the two peerless swordsmanship of suppressing evil and shocking gods.  Otherwise, these methods are nothing more than ordinary."

    "That's right, such a powerful swordsman didn't fight to death for the Excalibur Puppet, which shows that his swordsmanship is still far away from suppressing evil and shocking gods!" Shang Lingxi interjected, knowing that his own swordsmanship was inherited from the Excalibur Puppet.  , she is quite proud and honored.

    The state of swordsmanship represented by the Excalibur puppet is like a legend in today's martial arts Xu Cheng swallowed his saliva, tried his best to calm down, and at the same time turned his eyes away from the funny puppet, so as not to attract the attention of his master.

    In the middle of the night, the rain gradually thinned. Shang Jiuming didn't want to cause trouble, so he urged his daughter and disciples to get up and left the ruined temple overnight.

    After half a cup of tea, a figure suddenly appeared at the gate of the temple, handsome and pleasing, with a lazy demeanor, as if Xu Cheng had gone and returned.

    He hid in a secret place with the excuse of diarrhea, and then hurried back, fearing that the Excalibur Puppet would disappear.

    Raising his head, the puppet with a funny smile was still lying quietly on the beam. Xu Cheng exhaled suddenly, bursting with ecstasy, tiptoed, jumped up like a swallow, and took the puppet in his hand.

    He had just landed, and before he had time to look at the puppet, his eyes blurred, and a palm with lavender came towards him, snatching the puppet away.

    "Master!" Xu Cheng blurted out, terrified.

    Master Shang Jiuming actually hangs behind him!

    Shang Jiuming was overjoyed, and let out a hey: "There was something strange before, and I had inexplicable diarrhea halfway through. I have been raising you as a teacher for nearly twenty years, how can I not think of it?"

    The Excalibur Puppet, it is really the Excalibur Puppet, never thought that the Excalibur Puppet is still here!

    As far as he could see, it was a palm-sized puppet with a long body and a funny smile. There were holes in it, corresponding to different acupoints on the human body. Guided by sword marks, it showed the corresponding true energy flow, but the most conspicuous one was  Fourteen characters painted and carved:

    "Tomorrow at noon, on the peak of the setting sun, we will meet friends with a sword, is it possible?"

    Every character is simple and ordinary, revealing a bit of vigor, which makes people subconsciously notice the most basic and common strokes such as horizontal, flat and vertical, etc., to see the appropriate strength of the swordsman, and to raise the line of sight and collect all fourteen strokes.  After a word, aMeng Qi lay quietly and smiled secretly, trying to trick me?  no way!

    Shang Jiuming's eyes gradually became serious, and he said to himself: "Every time the Excalibur Puppet is born, it is accompanied by snatching, killing and blood. Could it be that it is infected with obsession and hostility, which is a bit weird?  "

    Inexplicably feeling more gloomy, Shang Jiuming couldn't calm down, and murmured: "Should I soak in dung water, use dirty things to drive away evil spirits, or use incense to dissolve it"

    Dung waterMeng Qi was stunned, and planned to change the method.

    After that, Shang Jiuming never encountered the inexplicable backside of the Excalibur puppet.

    In the dead of night, he took a long breath and was in a dream.

    In a blur, a figure in white clothes appeared in front of his eyes, standing proudly on the bridge, holding a sword in one hand, with his back turned to him, which immediately attracted all eyes and made him forget other things, as if he was the master of this world.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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