Cyber Daming

In this day and age, it is not unusual for someone to take away one's body.

This situation is not uncommon in Chengdu Prefecture.

Every night after dark, you will see many sellers hiding in corners selling homemade pink chips on the streets of Jige District.

This kind of chip with all kinds of strange contents has a unified name, Huangliang Desire Realm.

As the name suggests, it contains a fantasy that can satisfy people's desires.

If you like to fight on the battlefield and experience power struggles, you can choose the Dynasty Old Dream series.

If you want to have a spring supper every night, with pear blossoms pressing against the begonias, these series can meet all your requirements.

If you like spending money like water, then go to Shen Wansan, the richest man in the empire's ancient times.

If you are fond of poetry and poetry, then wear a green shirt and become a poetry fairy, use the imperial concubine as the title, and use the giant official as the paper.

There are many kinds of desires, covering almost all human emotions and desires.

Only if you can't think of it, there are no dealers who can't do it.

The most important point is that the price of this kind of Huangliang Desire is very low. The cheapest one can even be visited for only a few dozen yuan.

For those people who are trapped in the industrial line by various group companies, the realm of desire is the most cost-effective pastime after casual work.

A crudely crafted desire realm may be penetrated dozens or hundreds of times a day. The characters in the realm circulate frequently within a limited time line, and it is normal for alienation and collapse to occur.

Once the user's mental will, that is, Yang Qi, is consumed too much, it is easy to become addicted to desire and cannot tell which is true and which is false.

If you regard the realm of desire as real at this time, then naturally there will be Huang Liang characters to return to reality on your behalf.

This situation is generally called seizing the body.

These Huangliang characters who appear from Huangliang's dreams are also called Huangliang demons.

Although the laws of the Ming Dynasty strictly prohibited this kind of lust that wears down people's minds, it even stipulated that profits exceeding 10,000 gold coins could be punished by death.

Even the official Desire Realm was launched in the name of Jiaofangsi, but the high price discouraged the majority of people, and it was impossible to cut off the sale of private Desire Realm.

We want to protect the people more than we want to protect the river.

"I don't care if it's a monster that escaped from Huang Liang's dream, or something sneaky that borrowed corpses to bring back souls. I advise you to shut up and bring the painting over honestly."

Li Jun leaned lazily on the wicker chair, looking disdainfully at Song Li, who was snatched away by something unknown in front of him.

The owner of the dignified Bluestone Mansion, the biggest cultural relics dealer in Boryeong Province, actually went to such a rubbish lustful place for cheap, and even had his body taken away from him. It was really embarrassing.

"While I'm not in a bad mood today, I might be able to spare your life."

Song Li was completely unmoved by Li Jun's warning. His empty eyes were wide and his words were precise and solemn.

"There is a law in the Ming Dynasty that robs the mausoleum, and the crime cannot be pardoned. The seller and the buyer are equally guilty."

"The thieves Song Li and Li Jun both took away the stolen goods. According to the law, they will be sentenced to death."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were sudden footsteps outside the courtyard, and a group of men armed with knives and weapons rushed in.

Judging from their uniform gray outfits, they should all be thugs raised by Qingshi Mansion.

The expressions on these men's faces were the same as Song Li's, with dark pupils and dull eyes.

"I didn't expect that people from the Legalist sequence would degenerate like this, and actually play tricks of seizing and controlling people."

Li Jun had already noticed something fishy at this moment. He put his elbows on his knees, looked around, and smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth.

"However, you are just trying to cause trouble for me with these rotten sweet potatoes and rotten bird eggs. Isn't it too hasty?"

As soon as Li Jun finished speaking, he saw a narrow smile flashing across Song Li's eyes, and his brows suddenly furrowed.

But before he could notice anything was wrong, Song Li had already raised his hand and struck down.

"What the rabble lacks is a general. With the power of the people, mountains and rivers can be overwhelming, not to mention you, a little warrior, enforcing the law!"

"trouble."

As soon as the words came out, a black martial artist shot out of the eaves like a powerful arrow.

Boom!

A shadow of legs swept out and swept away the man who was rushing forward with his sword.

Just as the soles of his feet landed, another sword light appeared beside him. But he saw Li Jun twisting his right arm, smashing the opponent's knife-holding arm into pieces, and took the machete into his hand.

Li Jun had no interest in playing with these thugs who were controlled by his body, and he would strike without mercy.

Holding the machete secretly and moving with his arm, Li Jun smashed away a cold light from the side with his cross-arm, and the tip of the knife plowed a deep bloody gash in the opponent's chest. The wound was so deep that it almost cut open the entire chest.

"The red one has no military characteristics. He is an ordinary person."

This scene made Li Jun couldn't help but frown. None of these people were followers, but the power contained in the sword was not inferior to that of Bing Jiu.

"Is this blessed?"

Faced with such a bloody scene, a group of Qingshi Guild thugs remained expressionless. They swarmed up from all sides without fear of death, intending to surround Li Jun.

At this moment, in this elegant little courtyard, the only one making a sound is the blade!

"Even if you bless a group of organized nine-body thugs, they will still be a mob."

Li Jun snorted coldly, unfolded his Leap Abyss Step, and swam through the crowd like a dragon.

The machete spit out a blade against the tip of the elbow, like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, all of which bit the thugs' throats.

Even before the encirclement was formed, it was already riddled with holes.

Li Jun approached the last few people and put his elbow on one of them's heart. The tip of the knife pierced the flesh and blood and came out from the vest.

The figure flying out knocked his companions behind him to the ground. Before they could struggle to get up, Li Jun was already strolling over and raised his foot to the neck bone.

Click click click

The crisp sound of broken neck bones followed the footsteps one after another.

Li Jun walked slowly to Song Li. Many of the corpses on the ground behind him were still twitching unconsciously. The blood seeped down along the gaps in the floor tiles and was swallowed clean by the sand and mud at the bottom.

Snapped.

Li Jun reached out and patted Song Li's face, "Who the hell are you?"

"I am a criminal who steals tombs."

Song Li's voice was cold and hard, like a mechanical synthesis, without any emotion in it.

Why is this Yellow Liang Demon different from the one I saw in the Chicken and Goose District?

Li Jun's eyes darkened, he stretched out his hand to strangle Song Li's throat, and shouted sternly: "Speak like a human being."

"Being able to deal with Shi Chengfeng and Wu Jinfeng at once will force Wu Gong to release me from the private prison of the powerful family to save face."

"You, Li Jun, are indeed the sharpest knife in Shudao Logistics."

A smiling voice came from the direction of the courtyard door.

Li Jun moved his wrist and pushed Song Li's head to the side, revealing the figure standing by the door.

The man is tall and tall, wearing a white shirt, with fleshless cheeks and bright eyes.

"Introduce yourself, Faba cool official, Le Zhong."