I Eat Monsters In the Town Monster

"No—my pen—"

Seeing that the brush was cut off by Qin Shaoyou, Shen Bin uttered a mournful cry.

Immediately afterwards, there was an incompetent roar: "You ruined my pen, I will kill you! Kill you—"

Shen Bin wanted to rush towards Qin Shaoyou, but before he could move, Xue Qingshan, who flew over, grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

After losing the paintbrush, Shen Bin's strength is not as good as that of a bloody martial artist, so how can he break free from Xue Qingshan's grasp?

And he was stuck in the neck, and the harsh words and curses stopped abruptly, and he could no longer yell.

At the same time, as the brush was cut off by Qin Shaoyou, the drawn wolves, tigers, leopards, poisonous snakes, soldiers, and traps melted one after another, turning into a black and red pus, which fell on the ground, exuding a smoky smell. stench.

"This is the bad liquid produced after the corpse rots."

While holding his breath, Zhu Xiucai prepared to slash at the carrion corpse with his knife.

But when he found the rotting corpse, he suddenly froze.

Immediately afterwards, it fell to the ground like a puppet whose strings had been cut off, never getting up or moving again.

"what?"

Zhu Xiucai froze for a moment, looked around, and found that the other rotting corpses also lost control after the brush was cut off, fell to the ground one after another, and turned back to ordinary corpses.

And those ghosts who were enslaved by the paintbrush also regained their freedom at this moment.

Without the drive of the paintbrush, they didn't dare to fight the night watchman anymore, and they didn't dare to escape, so they could only stay in place and tremble.

The night watchmen took out the ink fountain thread soaked in cinnabar and tied up these ghosts.

They are going to be brought back to the demon town, and after screening and interrogation, they will be dealt with differently according to the crimes committed.

"Good job."

Xue Qingshan carried Shen Bin and came to Qin Shaoyou. He first praised him, and then asked curiously: "You dragged the paintbrush in front of you just now, is it because you have the ability to release blood and extract things from the air?"

"Almost." Qin Shaoyou answered vaguely.

After all, the ability of talent is really hard to explain.

Xue Qingshan was amazed: "Good guy, you have just been promoted to the refining artistic conception, and you have mastered the ability to release blood energy and extract objects from the air? Then it won't be long before you will be promoted to the sixth rank, which is the same level as me ?”

Qin Shaoyou hurriedly waved his hand: "It's not that fast, and the blood energy release I have mastered has many restrictions, and many things cannot be obtained from the air."

"That is to say, you have touched the threshold a little bit?"

Xue Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this is also terrifying, it is more acceptable than the ability to release blood energy and extract objects from space when one just ascended to the refining artistic conception.

If you are in the seventh-rank refining mood, you can completely master the blood energy and take things from the air that only the sixth-rank Wufu has, then it will be too monstrous.

In today's world, it seems that only the Commander of the Demon Suppressing Division in the capital has shown such monstrous behavior.

Xu Ba'an also joined in at this time, and praised Qin Shaoyou's ability to "get things from the air" just now.

Xue Qingshan pointed to Xu him, and said to Qin Shaoyou: "Xu Zongqi has been stuck in the seventh rank of Wufu for several years, and he has not found out how to release blood and get things from the air. Compared with him, you are already much stronger .”

The smile on Xu Ba'an's face froze instantly.

"My lord, if you praise Young Brother Shaoyou, you can praise it. Can you not bring me along?"

He is Xue Qingshan's confidant, so Xue Qingshan is not polite to him, humming: "I am urging you, making you feel a little bit of crisis, don't break through to the sixth rank of Wufu by then, you are still stuck Qipin is struggling hard."

"this……"

Xu Ba'an didn't dare to complain any more, and replied with a wry smile: "I'll practice hard when I get back."

After lecturing Xu Ba'an a few words, Xue Qingshan said to Qin Shaoyou: "And you, although you have touched the threshold of exhaling blood and extracting things from the air, you must not be proud. You must know that cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you do not advance, you will retreat. You must refrain Don’t be arrogant, keep working hard.”

Qin Shaoyou knew that his brother-in-law's words were words from experience and from the bottom of his heart, so he also had a serious expression and nodded in agreement.

After Xue Qingshan trained the two of them a few words, he asked the night watchman at the side to bring the shackles, locked Shen Bin up, and was about to take him back to the demon town for interrogation.

What I want to take back with me is the paintbrush that was cut off by Qin Shaoyou.

It will be sent to the spirit room, and after testing and weighing the danger, it will be seen whether it is necessary to try to repair it.

Zhu Xiucai felt very distressed when he saw the brush that was broken in two.

"It's a pity that such a good baby is ruined like this."

Qin Shaoyou glanced at him: "Is this a good baby?"

Zhu Xiucai said: "Isn't it a good baby? I can draw whatever I want. I want a wife, and I can draw a bunch of them with it. I can do whatever style I want. I guarantee that my kidneys will be as empty as a knife every day." cut."

Liao Lishi, Niu Lishi and the others nodded their heads, thinking that this was the case.

Qin Shaoyou sneered and said, "Don't think too well about things.

From Shen Bin's fate, haven't you seen it yet?

The ink used in this pen is soul. When your soul is exhausted, it can only be the result of your soul flying away.

And if you use this pen, you may become a living corpse.

After Shen Bin became a living corpse, he even lost his sense of pain. Do you think that when you become a living corpse, you can still have the feelings you want?

What's the use of having more wives if you lose those feelings? "

"this……"

Zhu Xiucai and all the powerful men all changed their faces, and they all felt that the situation Qin Shaoyou talked about was very likely.

Qin Shaoyou paused, and then said, "There is one more crucial point."

Hearing this, Zhu Xiucai and all the warriors hurriedly looked at him.

Even Monk Ma, who was not interested in brushes, cast a curious look at him.

Everyone wants to know what the most important point is.

Qin Shaoyou didn't hold back, and said, "Do you know how to draw? Can you draw? Even if I give you the paintbrush, the portraits you draw will look good? I'm not afraid that the one who will come out of the painting and sleep with you is A stick man?"

He originally wanted to say a matchman, but there is no such thing as a match in this world, and the kindling thing is called a "candle", or a "fire slave", or a "fire inch", so he simply changed his name to a stick man.

Fortunately, Zhu Xiucai and the others understood what he meant by the stick man, and their expressions became even more ugly.

Because they really can't draw.

Liao Lishi imagined the picture of the man holding the stick, and couldn't help shivering.

"It would be terrible if the stick figure came out of the painting. Did it stab me, or did I stab it?"

Hearing this, Zhu Xiucai and the other warriors also shuddered.

It is indeed terrible!

Qin Shaoyou saw that they were all sweating coldly, so he couldn't scare them any more, and greeted them, "Stop thinking about it, and prepare to go back to the town demon division. You have all worked hard today, so take a good rest after you go back."