White Bone Evolution Guide

Chapter 133 Just fragments of the people, not even human.

The more turtles you catch, the more you get.

Two years ago, Yunhe was nearly beaten to death.

At that time, Yunhe was no weaker than the old turtle now, which means that it had the ability to hunt the old turtle back then.

When Gu Bai heard the news, his hand holding the fishing rod trembled slightly.

There are quite a few cunning old foxes lurking in the shadows.

The scene continues.

"The old bastard from Wudang Mountain just ate the Shadow Ghost and Wind from the Qi and Blood Pill Factory. The Destiny group, when combined, should be enough to lure it out."

The young man in white slowly said, "According to Yunhe's investigation, he has been assassinated many times over the years and has almost lost his life several times."

"It's normal for him to be targeted because he's so high-profile," the musician said.

"He is high-profile, but almost no one knows where his true body is, yet things keep finding his true body."

The young man in white said, "According to Yunhe, the one who found his true form was not the same person."

"Hiss." The toad gasped in surprise, the air becoming noticeably drier.

"Then why are you helping Yunhe with this?" The musician's face hardened. "If we're not careful, we'll all be finished."

Compared to a wealthy man like Yunhe, they were all poor and cunning.

Suddenly I realized that there's nothing wrong with holding a concert, absorbing some positive energy, and passing the time.

"None of us are content with mediocrity. Besides, Yunhe has given us too much," the young man in white said helplessly. "The yang energy is unlimited; eat as much as you can. Are you in or not?"

With so much yang energy, who can withstand it?

It's like someone who's been poor for half their life suddenly meeting a super-rich person and being asked, "Are you willing to take a chance for ten million?"

Without a doubt, most people would choose to take the plunge.

The musician and the toad exchanged a glance: "Let's do it!"

And so, the musician and the toad encountered the tea leaves brimming with yang energy.

Compared to copper tea, it's like spoiled food, a far cry from delicacies.

"Where does Yunhe get so much yang energy? We've investigated, but we haven't heard of anything strange happening in Sichuan Province," the musician asked curiously.

The young man in white said, "It seems to be a model of debauchery and extravagance, developing blood sources and supplying them continuously, and then purifying them himself. But only he knows where his blood source base is."

The musician and the toad asked no more questions. The young man in white put down his teacup, handed over the management of the Cloud Mist Tea House to her, and left.

After reading all the content.

Tai Sui started cursing: "Why do some of its kind wake up so early? This is unfair."

Gu Baishen agreed: "Yes, why should it wake up so early?"

Gu Bai: "I can't remember."

He couldn't remember for sure how old this skeleton was; it was like this when he transmigrated.

Tai Sui: "————"

You fucking bastard, you're a cunning old fox too.

Tai Sui: "Yunhe isn't trying to lure you out, is he?"

Gu Bai laughed, "How could that be? I've never been here before—"

He suddenly froze. Come to think of it, he had no memories of his predecessor's past, which was a bit of a mess.

Tai Sui, no longer calm, said, "Could it really be you?"

"It couldn't be me; I just don't have the memories from before."

"Then haven't you ever thought about why you lost your memory?" Tai Sui asked.

What else could it be?

Since it's something you wear, it only gave you a skeletal frame to absorb yang and yin energy, and the method to make leather clothing; nothing else.

He doesn't even know how old his skeleton is; his ID card is completely fake and not authentic at all.

"I haven't thought about it, and I'm too lazy to think about it." Gu Bai shook his head and pondered, "Yunhe was beaten two years ago. I have memories of two years ago. I've never been to Guyue Village before, and I almost forgot the timeline. This isn't a trap for me."

Tai Sui breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me to death. I was thinking, if I had hooked you, you might have lost your temper and we would both be finished."

"I'll put my heart in your bead, and I won't act impulsively." Gu Bai said, "I understand the principle that the nail that sticks out gets hammered down, and whoever stands out gets killed."

"So what's next?" Tai Sui asked.

"Let's be happy little tea farmers. The musician knows me and deliberately lured us here. If we become tea farmers, she probably won't refuse," Gu Bai said. "However, I have to act like I don't know her."

Besides, all the young people in the village have been wiped out with a single click. If we don't want them to be tea farmers, who else can we find?

"Hey, old man, you're in luck today."

Zhuge Buliang cast his line and caught a crucian carp the size of his palm.

"The old Taoist priest is lucky," Gu Xiaoshan and his wife praised.

The Gu brothers, Xiaojiao and Gu Xiaojiao, have not yet reaped any harvest.

Gu Bai was lost in thought and not focused on fishing. The bait had already dissolved, so he rebaited it: "Second brother, the fishing task is yours for today."

"Leave it to me, old Taoist priest," the old Taoist priest said, calculating with his fingers—

"Please don't pinch me, please." Gu Xiaojiao quickly interrupted him.

Zhuge Buliang quickly covered his mouth; he really couldn't pinch it, as everyone around him was his own people.

Gu Xiaoshan handed him a cigarette: "You guys mentioned selling wooden statues of deities or something, for warding off evil spirits and protecting the home. Old Taoist priest, are you really that capable of such accurate predictions?"

"He's incredibly accurate; he can pinpoint the exact spot every time," Gu Xiaojiao said.

"Then calculate it for me." Gu Xiaoshan became interested.

"It doesn't count," Zhuge Buliang shook his head.

Gu Xiaoshan said, "Why can't it be calculated? Even if I offer money, it won't work?"

Zhuge Buliang said, "Who do I count for? Whoever is unlucky will suffer."

"What? You can predict bad luck? That's impressive, I can avoid bad luck in advance," Gu Xiaoshan said.

Gu Xiaojiao rolled his eyes: "Brother, don't ask. He doesn't tell bad luck. Whoever goes to him for a reading is the one who suffers bad luck."

Gu Xiaoshan: "??"

What kind of strange Taoist priest is this?

If you act like this, who would dare to consult you for a fortune telling?

Zhuge Bu lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and reveled in the smoke: "It's not that I, as your older brother, don't want to do your calculations, it's just that I really can't do calculations for my own people. How about this, let the old Taoist calculate this reservoir."

"Can a reservoir be counted?" Gu Xiaoshan asked in shock.

Gu Bai and Gu Xiaojiao also glanced at them sideways: "You can really calculate a reservoir?"

"I haven't calculated it, but it should be fine." Zhuge Buliang pondered for a moment, then freed his right hand to make some calculations: "This old Taoist priest has calculated that this reservoir is not very auspicious."

"That's it?" Gu Xiaoshan was stunned for a moment, looking at the calm water surface, which remained unchanged.

"Brother Bai, your float is moving," Gu Xiaojiao pointed out.

Gu Bai pulled hard, but there was no reaction: "Wow, it's a big fish, weighing tens of kilograms, maybe even over a hundred."

"Don't make me laugh. This reservoir is clear every year, how could there be a fish weighing dozens of kilograms? Unless you catch a person," Gu Xiaoshan said.

Gu Bai narrowed his eyes, and a black object appeared on the surface of the water. He silently put down his fishing rod: "Why don't you take back what you just said?"

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"I just—" Gu Xiaoshan froze for a moment after speaking, his voice trembling, "You...you didn't actually...you really caught someone, did you?"

"Not really." Gu Bai waved his hand. "Just a fragment of the people, what kind of person is that?"

Several people:

That would be better than fishing up a person.

Gu Xiaojiao silently dialed the police number: "Hello, police station? People's debris has been caught in the Guyue Village Reservoir."

"What? You want to take RMB? No way, we can't accept money."

"They're fragments of people's lives, packed in a suitcase."

"A box of RMB? Let me take a look."

Gu Xiaojiao: "————, so hard of hearing? I remember all the young people in the security office."

"They've all been transferred. Was that Uncle Chen who answered the phone just now?"

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