Chapter 347 Have You Had Enough of the Trouble?

About a year later, Apostle Blow took the rare initiative to find the funeral corner.

"You really found a talent for me."

"The sword-bearing carp chopped down sixteen second-order black tombstones, three third-order black tombstones, and injured seventy-nine ghouls in one year. She did not rest for a day, and stabbed everywhere with her sword on her back every day. people!"

"If I hadn't sent you here in person, I would have doubted whether you had been incited to rebel."

Seeing Bu Luo's gloomy expression, Xianjiao's brain became a little stiff.

"But the negative sword carp looks normal."

"Normal? It looks pretty normal."

Bullo gritted his teeth and said, "She is just a lunatic. She came here just to learn what Yanjiu did, using ghouls and black tombstones to challenge the limits of life and death... It's all the fault of Yanjiu for setting this precedent!"

"..."

The funeral director felt a little guilty.

To be honest, he did feel that something was slightly wrong with the negative sword carp at first.

But after finally finding a mission target, he didn't ask too many questions. After all, how much trouble can a person cause in a foreign country with a child?

Although Mingjiao said it was his fault, he didn't feel so in his heart.

I found the person, and he is a very rare sword bearer. If you are unable to effectively utilize talents, it is because you have not done a good job in placement.

"Now, I give you a task to bring that crazy woman back. I have asked for leave from Mayor Slimod on your behalf."

Blow said coldly: "Go now, immediately, immediately."

Helpless, Funeral Corner had no choice but to set off.

The feeling of returning to my hometown is both familiar and strange.

What is familiar is that the general environment here has not changed, with large swamps and mire, frogs everywhere, and a damp mud smell filling the air.

What is strange is that a city has been built in the ghost world.

This city is adjacent to the Pillar Mountain and is called [Blackstone City]. The name actually comes from the black tombstones, the city itself is made up of many black tombstones, and the mayor of the city is also its founder.

In the eyes of the funeral director, it is very simple. It has neither gravel pavement nor clear street signs. It has no public buildings with clear functions and even no notice boards. It is already the oldest public facility in the Yao city, as early as two centuries ago. It existed in the world before an era.

But it has been created from scratch, so we can’t ask for too much.

I was used to living in Shacheng, but when I saw that this place looked just like a regular place, I had mixed feelings. The real gap is all-round, and the ghost world still has a long way to go.

After the funeral director made some inquiries, he found the negative sword carp in the castle of Pillar Mountain.

She was walking in the garden with the castle's mistress, Ms. Mina, and her little apprentice, Negi Jianyu, was following behind. The pair of master and apprentice looked normal indeed.

"Welcome new guests." Ms. Mina smiled brightly.

The funeral director expressed his intention in a reserved and cryptic manner.

"You guys talk first. I still have to water the roses. Come on, I'll teach you how to grow roses."

Ms. Mina thoughtfully excused herself and left, taking the little girl with her.

Facing Negative Sword Carp, Mingjiao said, "Miss Negative Sword Carp, please follow me back to Shacheng."

"don't want."

"...You have hurt a lot of people here and caused a lot of trouble for everyone."

"It's the tradition of those who bear the sword. Whoever wins has the final say. If you beat me, it's up to you."

The wooden sword flew out from Carp's back and was held by her left hand.

The female swordsman's eyes were calm, the tip of her sword pointed forward.

"I am a doctor who treats illnesses and I do not advocate violence."

The funeral director forced out a stiff smile.

The way of thinking in this clan of sword bearers is indeed different from ordinary people.

Inadvertently, Yanjiao noticed that the sleeve of the right arm of the sword carp was empty: "What's your right hand?"

The negative sword carp glanced at the long sleeves of his right arm and said, "When I fought with a ghoul before, I was eaten by it."

"You can find a merchant to customize prosthetic limbs from the Stove Clan. This shouldn't be a big problem."

Xianjiao comforted him, and then said smoothly: "So go back with me first, and come back next time."

"don't want."

Negative Sword Carp's attitude was resolute: "It's just that I lost one arm. One hand is enough for fighting."

The funeral director was very angry.

How can a doctor do his job if the patient is as stubborn as you?

He said seriously: "Just losing an arm? Do you know what will happen to the wound if it is not treated professionally?"

"The wound will continue to fester and gradually affect the bones and flesh. You didn't use anesthetic juice when cleaning the wound, right? You should feel itchy and numb from the wound on your right arm from time to time, right?"

Negative Sword Carp was stunned: "...how do you know?"

"I'm a doctor!"

Fangjiao said: "Ghouls have their own poison, which will slowly and continuously act on flesh and blood. When you fight dozens of ghouls, the injuries you receive will already accumulate a lot of poison. If you can't target them, After treatment, let alone swinging a sword, it will be difficult to even walk and talk.”

"..."

Negative Sword Carp was silenced by a combination of professional punches.

Fangjiao felt proud. This was the confidence that knowledge gave me. What I just said was a bit exaggerated, but I cannot rule out this possibility. This is not deceiving the patient.

Negative Sword Carp suddenly said: "I heard from the ghoul that you are a very good doctor. Even if treating ghosts will continuously consume your life, you will take the initiative to help ghosts, unlike some ghost doctors who will hide or If you don’t want to help... they all remember you, and they won’t compete with me without your name.”

Bingjiao waved his hand: "It's all in the past."

She didn't listen to the toxin infection at all.

Wait, my name?

This guy beat the ghouls under my name?

Bingjiao's sympathy for Fujianli's loss of his right arm turned into anger.

"You used my name to attack them?"

Fujianli said: "Are you angry? Beat me and you can teach me whatever you want."

Bingjiao gnashed his teeth.

Fujianli said: "They asked me why you didn't come back. I told them that you always said you were busy, but you were actually busy drinking, playing chess and sleeping late. Many people know it."

Bingjiao clenched his fists: "What nonsense are you talking about! Doctors are very busy!"

"You don't actually want to go back home. You hate this place, right?"

Bingjiao's body was full of white gas, rising straight into the sky.

When he came to his senses, Bingjiao found that his hand had strangled Fujianli's slender neck, and under his feet was a wooden sword that was broken into several pieces.

Fujianli's mouth was bleeding a lot, and it seemed that he was only breathing.

What did I do?

Bingjiao hurriedly took out the heart pills he carried with him and stuffed them into her mouth: "Hold on, I'll take you back to Sand City for treatment."

Fujianli coughed: "You are just as I thought, the power in your body... is so strong that it makes people excited!"

"I have always wanted to fight with you. But you always refuse, so I can only irritate you and see... it really works."

"Don't talk, I'll send you back to treat your injuries first."

Bingjiao carried him on his back.

"What was that move? It was the one that punched me just now..." Fujianli asked while spitting blood.

"Shut up!"

In the distance, Mina watched the whole process in the flowers.

Is this how young people express their emotions now?

Times are really different, we were much more gentle back then.

Ms. Mina waved her hand and touched Fujianyu's hair: "This is an adult making friends, children should not learn."

...

Lu Yao opened a can of Coke and took a big sip with his head tilted back.

After exercise, taking a hot bath is really refreshing, not afraid of the cold at all.

He returned to the computer and looked at the screen.

There were two prompts on the simulator.

[Bingjiao invented: hourglass timer]

——Great God, a believer has done a feat far beyond his peers. Do you need to convert him to a hero?

[Yes][No]

Has Bingjiao converted his faith?

Lu Yao checked the entry.

…

[Hourglass timer]: A tool invented by Bingjiao that can calculate time more accurately.

…

Before this, the Yao people measured time based on the shadow of the sun. Smaller units of time were measured by opening holes in the bottom of containers or pots and dripping water.

The water drop utensils in different places were different, and accuracy was always a problem.

With the hourglass, not only did it become easier to standardize the timers, but the thing was also small and easy to carry, making it possible to be widely used.

The hourglass became an important invention of Sand City and was widely spread.

Considering that there were very few Bing people who had integrated into the Yao people's faith.

The title of hero was well deserved.

Lu Yao clicked on the name, and the screen jumped to somewhere outside Sand City.

Bingjiao is confronting a swordsman named Fujianli.

With the birth of the hero, Bingjiao has his own portrait.

On the screen is a man who looks like a zombie. He is wearing a white robe and is treating a faint ghost patient.

There is a sentence below.

——If you invent a timer, you can see how serious the procrastination is.

…

[Dragonborn LV21] Bingjiao

HP: 1499/1499

Mana: 573/573

Damage: 22

Defense: 15

Speed: 12

[Tombstone Builder]

[Ghost Doctor LV4]

[Dragon Gate]

In extreme anger, enter the [Dragon Ascends to Heaven] state, all attributes increase significantly, and the duration is related to the level of this ability.

…

Lu Yao noticed that Bingjiao and Fujianli were fighting at this time.

Cut to the battle screen.

Bingjiao was covered in white gas, and [Ride the Dragon to Heaven] was displayed above his head. His damage reached 30, his defense increased to 23, and his speed reached 15 points, completely crushing the sword-carrying person on the opposite side.

The sword-carrying carp was also at LV20. She was still jumping around, and the wooden sword in her hand could actually slash and stab in a small range, but it could only cause relatively low damage to Bingjiao.

The attribute panel was completely suppressed, causing her health to run out quickly.

Both parties left the battle screen.

Bingjiao broke the opponent's wooden sword and threw it on the ground: "Have you had enough of the trouble!"

An exclamation mark suddenly appeared on his head.

"This is the will of God..."

Bingjiao immediately knelt down to express his gratitude: "I am extremely honored to receive the gift from Lord Yaoshen. Bingjiao will firmly believe in it and continue to contribute to Sand City."

After a while, he stood up and looked to the side: "Why do you always pester me? Go and treat the disease if you need to. If you want to fight, go to the martial arts conference. I am just a ghost doctor."

The seriously injured Fujianli on the opposite side said: "Fighting is the way for the sword bearer to express appreciation and gratitude. I will come to you again."

"Also, can you please stop breaking my wooden sword? This is the third one you have destroyed."

"If you dare to come again, I will break it again!"

She appealed to no avail and left in a hop.

A cloud of thoughts flew out of Bingjiao's head: "There are more and more patients in this world. I have to prescribe some medicine for her next time."

...

Lu Yao did not expect this situation.

The sword-bearing clan did not adapt well to this world.

Thanks: Qingfeng Yu Mengyi for supporting 300 Qidian coins.