Weird Cultivation, I have a five-organ temple

Chapter 193: Deceiving
Shang Lu nodded, but was in no hurry to leave. He whispered, "We need another paper figurine."

But Feng Boyuan did not give the paper man to Shang Lu.

He made a hand gesture and the talisman umbrella flew up by itself, hovering above the three poisonous corpses, sprinkling witchcraft aura and enveloping them.

Under the cover of the talisman umbrella, the three poisonous corpses were perfectly integrated into the tomb passage. Even if someone passed by, they would not be able to find them. Even if they bumped into them, they would just think they were brick walls in the tomb passage.

Then Feng Boyuan wiped his face with his hand.

A Nuo mask with flowers in it appeared out of thin air on his face. His figure, face, and even temperament changed drastically after he put on the Nuo mask.

In an instant, Feng Boyuan changed from a witch official into a drinking waitress, and he still exuded a faint aura of a paper man. Even if someone used his magic eyes, they would probably not see Feng Boyuan's original appearance, but a pale and strange paper man.

Seeing Shang Lu's surprise, Feng Boyuan explained: "I will go with you personally, so that if there is any situation, we can respond in time."

Then he looked down at his curvy figure and said with a hint of boasting, "How about it, I'm a woman, it's not bad, right?"

Shang Lu laughed it off, but he was complaining in his heart: What's there to be proud of? You really want to be a cross-dresser.

He was also quite curious, wondering how thorough this transformation could be? Was it realistic?

After Feng Boyuan's appearance and body shape stabilized, Shang Lu went with him to the outside of the central tomb chamber.

But he did not go in, but just waited quietly by the door of the tomb.

It didn't take long before a beggar-like man was seen walking out of the noisy and bustling tomb, supported by a beautiful waitress.

Although this man is dressed in rags and looks like a beggar, he has a mouth full of gold teeth.

With the blessing of the Liver God on his eyes, Shang Lu saw a strong resentment entangled in this person.

These grievances were filled with hatred towards the beggar, but he used secret techniques to refine them. Not only did they not harm him, but they also became the source of power for his practice and rituals.

Shang Lu quickly judged that this man was not only a professional beggar, but also trafficked women and children, practiced the art of mutilation, disfigured people, pulled out their tongues, cut off their limbs, and even turned people into animals, forcing them to gain sympathy and beg and steal.

Otherwise, if he was just a beggar, it would be impossible for him to be tainted with such strong hatred.

When the beggar saw Shang Lu, he didn't think much about it. He just thought that Shang Lu was just like him, who came out to satisfy his physiological needs.

When Shang Lu passed by here in a paper sedan before, he noticed that this group of evil heretics who were drinking and having fun in the tomb would be helped out by paper dolls and zombies from time to time to go to the nearby tomb to urinate or satisfy some other impulses.

Although in the eyes of Shang Lu and Feng Boyuan, those graceful and pretty waitresses were all strange paper figures and ugly zombies.

But the evil heretics who were drinking and having fun were not aware of this.

Maybe there are some who know it clearly, but just don’t care, or even just like it.

After all, there are many monsters and ghosts among them.

The beggar nodded to Shang Lu as a greeting, and then went to the tomb chamber nearby.

Shang Lu stepped forward, stopped him, and greeted him with a smile on his face: "Brother, please stay."

The beggar was startled, looked around and saw no one around, raised his hand and pointed at himself: "Are you calling me? Did you recognize the wrong person?"

He didn't remember that he had such a junior brother.

Shang Lu let his charm fully unleash, and at the same time, he used his eloquent tongue and said with a smile: "Brother and I are both pursuing the art of becoming immortals, and you are obviously more advanced and knowledgeable than me, so I call you senior brother. Speaking of which, this is also my brazenness. If it weren't for your young age, I should call you master to show respect."

While he was speaking, Feng Boyuan walked forward calmly, snapped his fingers and released a stream of witchcraft energy, which shot into the body of the waitress who was supporting the beggar.

The waitress was a paper figure, whose job was to accompany the beggar, to make sure he ate and drank well, and to monitor him and prevent him from wandering around. When Shang Lu tried to stop her, the paper figure's eyes moved, indicating that it had noticed something was wrong and was about to sound the alarm.

As a result, Feng Boyuan's witchcraft energy shot into its body, interfering with its operation and causing it to "crash" instantly.

The beggar was about to turn his head to check, but was grabbed by Shang Lu, who said enthusiastically: "May I ask your name, senior brother? I see that you are a handsome man, and you must be a well-known figure in the world. It is a great honor to meet you today..."

His eloquence and the charm brought by eating the beast meat made Shang Lu's somewhat crude and simple flattery seem extremely sincere.

At least in the beggar's opinion, Shang Lu's admiration for him was from the bottom of his heart.

And his affection for Shang Lu inexplicably soared, and he felt much closer to him.

"Hahaha, Junior Brother is really good at talking. My surname is Zhang, and my given name is Ling. People in the martial arts world call me the Beggar Immortal. I have about a hundred people under my command. They travel around and do some unprofitable business..."

Soon, the beggar named Zhang Ling told his whole situation.

Shang Lu would praise him from time to time, and every time he spoke, Zhang Ling was very happy.

Seeing that the time was almost right, Shang Lu suddenly changed the subject.

"Brother Zhang, you have been around the world and have seen a lot. There is one thing I don't quite understand. Can you please help me explain it to me?"

Zhang Ling nodded in agreement: "What is it? Tell me."

Shang Lu pulled Zhang Ling and walked two steps to the side.

The paper figure that accompanied Zhang Ling did not come over because of Feng Boyuan's control.

"Brother Zhang, the group of people inside claim to be from the Zhu Kingdom. They only want to destroy the secret realm of Yunhua Mountain and have no interest in the treasures inside... How credible do you think their words are?"

"It's true that they want to destroy the secret realm of Yunhua Mountain. But I don't believe they have no interest in the treasures inside."

Zhang Ling sneered twice and lowered his voice and said, "Junior brother, when you enter the secret realm and find the treasure, you must leave quickly and don't let them target you."

"The fear is that if we don't find the treasure, we will all become zombies..." Shang Lu said in a low voice.

"Hmm?" Zhang Ling was stunned. "Junior brother, what do you mean by this?"

"Brother, you have traveled a lot, haven't you heard that a few months ago, a new secret realm in Zhu country was polluted by the Ba poison and turned into a den of ghosts on earth? Since this group of people came here for revenge, why would they just destroy the secret realm? I just saw them secretly transporting a few zombies here, fearing that we would find them. There is no guarantee that they may not be poisonous corpses with the Ba poison!"

"You mean, they want to use the Ba poison to pollute the secret realm of Yunhua Mountain? If we go there, won't we all be poisoned and turn into zombies?"

Zhang Ling's expression changed drastically, then he turned around and strode into the tomb.

"No, I have to go ask these Ju people what they are planning!"

This time, it was Shang Lu's turn to be stunned.

He originally thought that it would take a lot of persuasion to convince Zhang Ling to question the Chu spy and stir up trouble.

Unexpectedly, before he even mentioned it, the other party took the initiative to cause trouble.

Are the effects of eloquence and the charm bonus brought by extorting beast meat so strong?

After walking a few steps, Zhang Ling turned around and called out, "Junior brother, why are you still standing there? Come with me and question them."

Shang Lu opened his mouth and said: "Brother, go first, I will be there soon."

(End of this chapter)