Chapter 138 Uncle, Where Should We Start? (Asking for Monthly Ticket)

"It's most impolite to use the symbol of the furnace core to describe a demon hunter!" Feng Xin sneered, wiping the water stains on his hand with a rag, flicking it casually, and the rag crossed the kitchen aisle and hung accurately on the sink faucet.

"Just right."

She licked her lips, reached out and pulled out a huge machete from her windbreaker, "It's a good time to work after you've eaten and drank enough. You, a wizard, bumped into you, and I'll kill you right now."

Zheng~

The sharp and curved blade shimmered under the entrance light.

"You!" The little boss's eyes widened, full of anger.

Who do you think I am? If I really want to use my dad's antlers, I won't kill you!

Lin An sighed, shook his head, turned around and stood in front of the little boss, looking at Feng Xin, "Sister Xin, he is Lu Tingyu's son."

"What?" Feng Xin was shocked.

She looked at Lin An with wide eyes and disbelief, and then at the angry little boss outside the door.

"The son of my idol is just this kind of thing?"

The little boss couldn't stand it any longer, and pulled Lin An like crazy and rushed into the room, "What are you talking about, you rabbit eyes, what the hell are you doing?"

Feng Xin blinked, and suddenly the eye sockets on his face suddenly became huge, and a pair of red rabbit eyes appeared in the eye sockets, and he looked at the little boss carefully.

She seemed to have used some technique, and there were strange lines in her eyes.

"It's really the smell of antlers. Such a terrifying and full furnace core is definitely a height that only my idol can reach." She exclaimed, then looked at the little boss with disgust, "How could such a good thing be so bad? Put it on someone like you?"

"I am Cao!" The little boss was going crazy. He pushed Lin An away and rushed into the room. He looked at Feng Xin angrily, "You rabbit eyes, tell me again?"

His strength was so great that Lin An couldn't stop him at all.

This is almost as powerful as his transformation into a black cat, right?

Lin An let out a silent wow and looked at the back of the little boss in amazement.

But Feng Xin had an undisguised look of disgust on his face. He looked at the little boss up and down and made a tut-tut sound.

"You have the breath of a wizard, don't think I can't feel it."

As she said that, she looked at Lin An and raised her eyebrows, "You made me feel this way at first, but not anymore. Brother An, let me tell you, don't get too close to this kind of person in the future. If you are contaminated by his wizarding aura, I'm afraid that many demon hunters will be tempted to kill you."

"A person like me???" the little boss was furious.

But Feng Xin obviously didn't want to pay attention to the little boss, and sighed to himself, "My idol's son is actually a wizard? Really, tsk tsk tsk, that's right. It's normal for such a heroic and romantic figure to accidentally enlarge the belly of a witch. ”

This is what a man should do, she could imagine what was going on behind the scenes.

Although she did not approve of this approach, she did not intend to take action against the little boss. She put away the scimitar again and glanced at Lin An, who was hugging the little boss hard to prevent him from being impulsive.

"Okay, thanks for the treat, sister, I'm going to go to work."

After saying that, she sneered at the little boss, "I'm going to kill the wizard!"

Bo~

In just an instant, she appeared in the dimension of the purgatory world, passed through Lin An and the little boss, kicked open the window in the corridor next to the elevator, and jumped from a place more than 20 stories high.

"Don't run! Stop the hell!" the little boss yelled in the direction Feng Xin left in the red light purgatory world.

Lin An had already let him go.

The little boss is angry, but he is still quite rational.

With the power he possessed, was he really unable to free himself just now? Can you be held back by yourself?

Lin An was snickering with his ugly head.

When the little boss turned around, they all showed serious expressions and lamented, "Yes, she is so bad!"

"Huh?" The ugly head was stunned for a moment, "The little boss can't see me, so I'll pretend to be a dick with you, hahahaha, I can't do it anymore, I'm going to die laughing, Lin An, just hold it in yourself."

The little boss got angry for a while, and finally sighed feebly.

"Anzai, I just don't want to give in. Otherwise, I would have inherited my father's antlers and become a witch-hunting knight."

Lin An nodded, expressing understanding.

Compared to witch hunters, witch hunter knights have a more liberal atmosphere. They don't pay attention to rules, but pay more attention to finding a way out. Everyone has their own ideas and practices.

Once he inherits Lu Tingyu's antlers, the little boss may have no choice.

"The melting pot will swallow up all the seven emotions and six desires." The little boss looked at Lin An seriously and told him the problem, "It is not the seven emotions and six desires that grow in the heart that will be swallowed up."

"It's that kind of..."

He couldn't describe it. After all, he didn't practice the furnace. "It's as if the part of us that can produce seven emotions and six desires, which is the spiritual head of all things, has been taken away."

"The Witch Hunter Knight will still be angry, sad, and happy, but there will be no place for these to settle down."

"I don't know where I came from, I don't know where I'm going."

"It's tragic. Every emotional ups and downs will eventually turn into a feeling of emptiness. It is said to be particularly uncomfortable."

Lin An had the answer. He actually discovered the answer.

After all, he had come into contact with them before. Both wizards and ordinary people had spirituality that belonged to them. Only the witch-hunting knights did not have it.

"It's spirituality. Spirituality is refined in the furnace."

This sentence scared the ugly man who was listening to the excitement and his head jumped. He opened his mouth, but couldn't laugh.

"Yes, yes, that's a great description!" The little boss's eyes lit up, "It has lost its spirituality, like a robot made by a sophisticated intelligent program."

"Anzai, I have to find a way. I don't want to become a monster like a wizard, nor do I want to become a monster like a witch-hunting knight. You must understand me, right?"

"Yes." Lin An nodded seriously.

He understands it so well, because he doesn't want to throw his ugly head into the furnace, and he doesn't want to turn into a monster or a statue.

The young boss took a deep breath and hugged Lin An. "Too many things have happened recently. I always wanted to let you see my dad's research information."

"I will definitely continue on the path my dad studied and find a way out!"

"I've also thought about it. Lao Cao's method of focusing only on breathing may be a way out. I don't want to try it, but maybe you can give it a try."

"But, Anzi, once you reach the point where the core of the furnace is condensed in your cultivation, you have to be careful. Don't develop the antlers unless absolutely necessary."

"When we get to that point, we really can only lead to the death of our seniors, not to mention that we are still wizards, it will be very miserable."

Lin An squinted his eyes and looked deeply ahead.

That is a prosperous city in the real world...

That is the flying sand of the purgatory world...

That is the darkness and silence of the world between reality and the spiritual world...

That is the quiet tranquility in the dark place deep in one's soul...

"Yes, boss, we will find our own way."

His eyes were filled with light.

"Fighting with people, fighting with the earth, fighting with the sky, it's endless fun and exciting!"

The little boss laughed, "Anzai, you have a better attitude than me. Yes, it's exciting!"

…

Lin An tidied up the house a little and followed the little boss out.

"Uncle Cao asked me to take you there this time. There are a lot of goods stored at the Lich Slaughterhouse. He asked everyone to stay put and leave the two of us to practice."

As for what hoarding is...

As the car arrived at the slaughterhouse in the industrial park, the two of them followed the witch hunter knight Da Zhuang to the cold storage. When Da Zhuang opened the door, they saw strange lich corpses in front of them.

Lin An pursed his lips and looked at each other with the little boss, feeling somewhat uncomfortable in his heart.

But this is the extraordinary world, a world of madness, cruelty, despair, and the search for hope at any cost.

Lin An took a deep breath, walked slowly inside, pulled out a boning knife from the wall, turned to look at Brother Da Zhuang, with a smile on his face.

"Uncle, where do you want to start?"