American Comics: BOSS Invasion

In any case, Qi Shan had to prepare for the worst.

Just like his old man said, only magic could defeat magic, so it seemed that only spells could defeat spells.

Moreover, in the background world of the Legend of the White Snake, there should be some ghostly things, how should he learn them?

Could it be that he had to seek instruction from a teacher step by step, just like the Taoist priests of Laoshan?

Would there be enough time?

What if Jinshan Temple was already flooded while he was in seclusion? Would that count as a mission failure?

To be on the safe side, he should stay in Qiantang County from the moment the White Snake and Green Snake appeared.

Therefore, one should seek immortality and Tao as early as possible.

After making up his mind, Qi Shan formulated a comprehensive plan for seeking immortality and Tao.

After having the ability to protect himself, he would gradually show some divine intentions, such as making prophecies or summoning lightning and rain.

Only by acting like a child reincarnated from a deity would he have the opportunity to come into contact with this kind of thing.

But it was still a little early, at least three or four years old.

Qi Shan had just made up his mind when he encountered something magical, an unexpected turn of events.

This day, Qi Shan was running around in the yard.

The small yard at home was not big, flat and neat, without any so-called rockeries or strange stones. At most, there was a crooked-neck tree that had been planted for more than 10 years. The roots were thick and strong, and could still withstand Qi Shan's tossing.

Although he was an infant, with conscious exercise, his physique was much stronger than his peers.

In the eyes of adults, Qi Shan was just running around randomly, but in fact, he was using the most scientific method to sense Lingzi.

The Lingzi technology inside the small universe had developed so much that it had long broken away from its original shackles and gradually developed into a major subject.

As long as there was Lingzi guidance, creatures with souls could produce Lingzi and Lingya through infection.

Similar to Kurosaki Ichigo's acquisition of the Fullbring technique in the later stage, it was all about the power of the soul changing reality to obtain superpowers.

The soul in his body was still Qi Shan. Qi Shan's soul had already been shinigami-fied to the level of the Spirit King.

Therefore, using Lingzi to reverse-penetrate and exercise his body was an excellent method.

Although it had only just begun, Qi Shan had already vaguely sensed that this world did indeed possess other powers.

The concentration of Lingzi in the air was pitifully low, but it was not completely absent, which was the best evidence.

"Shan'er, Shan'er!"

A beautiful woman walked out of the hall and greeted from afar. After calling twice and seeing that Qi Shan did not respond, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she said helplessly: "Qi Shan!"

"Eh!"

Qi Shan quickly responded, staring with a pair of round eyes, and ran over bouncing.

The beautiful woman slowly squatted down, took out a handkerchief, wiped the dust off Qi Shan's face, and complained with amusement: "You child, it's always like this. When I call you Shan'er, you don't respond even after calling a hundred times, only when I call Qi Shan do you answer so crisply.

Do you especially like the name your father gave you?"

Qi Shan grabbed the handkerchief and wiped his face indiscriminately, without answering.

The name of this body was Li Qi Shan, which was a name that Li Renxiao gave him after he grew to be half a year old through constant time rewinds and Lingzi penetration.

At least he didn't have his name changed.

The beautiful woman looked at him lovingly and said: "Xiao Die said that a strange-looking performer came to Sweetwater Alley, spraying water and spitting fire, which was very exciting and attracted a large crowd to watch.

Our shop is in Sweetwater Alley, and I happen to be going there. Would you like to go and see the excitement?"

Qi Shan's eyes lit up, and he said loudly: "I want to go!"

The beautiful woman nodded: "Then go with mother, but you have to promise mother in advance that you can't run around, okay?"

"Okay!"

Seeing her son obediently agree, Madam Xin satisfiedly picked up Qi Shan, took a little maid, and got into the carriage to go straight to Sweetwater Alley.

Sweetwater Alley was not too far from home, only two streets away, but these two streets were the most prosperous streets in the entire county, so there were many people and mixed eyes. It was still necessary for women to avoid it when going out.

The carriage traveled through the crowd and arrived at the family's shop after only a cup of tea's time.

The shop here was not too big, only about 100 square meters when combined up and down. The lower floor was very cool, selling large bowls of tea and simple meals, specially for filling the stomachs of passersby. The second floor was more exquisite, with some wooden compartments for drinking tea and talking about things. In addition, with Li Xiaoren's status, some students would come to patronize every now and then, so business was still passable.

The carriage drove directly into the yard. Madam Xin got out of the carriage with Qi Shan in her arms and took the maid straight to the second floor.

The shopkeeper had already prepared the account books and was waiting there, handing them over as soon as they met.

This situation had happened many times. The attitudes of both parties were very natural, and the shopkeeper's performance was also very frank, even mentioning the street performer outside.

Madam Xin responded freely, with a landlady's demeanor in her gestures and movements.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Madam Xin put Qi Shan down and told Qi Shan that he could only play on the second floor and could not go downstairs.

If he wanted to see the excitement, he could sit on the table and look down, but he couldn't get close to the window.

Of course, Qi Shan agreed.

When he came over, he had already vaguely felt some strange power fluctuations, but this power was completely different from Lingzi and Lingya, and he was very curious.

After saying it twice and still not feeling at ease, she sent a maid to guard him by the side, and the two of them stretched their heads to look down.

This look was not good, and Qi Shan was really shocked.

The narrow alley below was crowded with a large group of people, with a bald man with dark skin standing in the center. Looking at his skin color, his dress, and the two amazing copper earrings on his earlobes, he was definitely an Indian.

This Indian didn't know what he did, causing a burst of exclamations, and then he held a bloody thing in both hands for everyone to see. The crowd leaned back subconsciously in horror, uniformly, which was laughable.

Qi Shan was shocked. The Indian actually bit off his tongue and held it in his hand for others to see.

The tongue was still wriggling in his hand like a live fish.

Half of the Indian's tongue was still bloody in his mouth, which was particularly frightening.

The Indian spat a mouthful of blood on the ground, staining a large area red, took a small wooden bowl, threw half of his tongue in it, and handed it to the audience to pass around.