Chapter 375: Actually, a two-headed dragon is a very

Evening, school is over.

The school's internal selection exam for the competition has ended.

The difficulty wasn't high, Lin Li did the questions smoothly all the way through. If he hadn't been addicted to watching the cute Yingbao writing the test paper seriously, he could have returned to the classroom half a class early.

Although Chen Yuying was a bit slower, she had finished writing, and still had time to check and flirt with Lin Li.

It was estimated that there would be no problem at all in meeting the school's standards.

So he just needed to wait for the results to come out, and Task 5 should be considered complete.

Leaving the school gate, Lin Li rode his bike to a small funeral supply store.

There weren't many clouds today, and the stars were quite visible.

They say people turn into stars after they die, so could MacArthur be the reincarnation of Shang Yang?

After all, he was a five-star general.

Or maybe Zac, Lin Li felt that Zac's passive was also quite like Shang Yang's.

Like an allusion, I suggest the big investigation designers.

"Shang Yang knows the horse's strength, Bigan sees the human heart; Wang Bo floats on green water, Qu Yuan paddles in clear waves; Zituo leans against the mountain, Zhao Bing flows into the sea; Li Yuan has no eldest son, Er Feng has no elder brother; Sun Bin's feet are confusing, Zuo Qiu's eyes are blurred; Li Si walks beside the ground, how can one distinguish if the historian is male or female..."

Chanting the poem of hell, Lin Li arrived at the funeral supply store, which was also fitting.

"Uncle, I'm here, is there anything I can take away today." Lin Li pushed the door in, saw the shopkeeper, and spoke with a smile.

"Lin Li, you're here," the shopkeeper greeted Lin Li, immediately got up and walked to the back of the store to get things, while introducing the progress:

"The burial clothes are still being altered, they will definitely be ready for you tomorrow night. Today you can take the urn first, the old man's photo has already been embedded."

A funeral supply store is not a funeral home, normally it wouldn't be open until nearly ten o'clock at night. The shopkeeper was waiting for Lin Li specifically tonight.

Today was not Lin Li's first day here.

Yesterday, during the day on Monday, he had taken the time to come to this store and ordered a lot of funeral supplies for his Grandpa Shanqing, among which burial clothes and an urn—that is, an ash box—were naturally included.

Actually, Lin Li also wanted to get a coffin for Shanqing. He believed that this would definitely count as him treating this matter more seriously, and thus it would be easier to satisfy the task's requirements.

But it was really a bit inconvenient.

Lin Li wouldn't carry a coffin to the cultivation world outside, the risk was too high.

But normal humans wouldn't bring a coffin into a residential building.

Although Lin Li could move it by himself, if a neighbor happened to pass by and saw someone transporting a coffin to the residential area in the middle of the night, it would be good if they weren't scared into getting sick.

Even if they weren't scared, it would easily lead to misunderstandings that were hard to explain.

So forget it, settle for the next best thing, get an urn.

Although it was almost December, Lin Li didn't know if the system would take him to the cultivation world next month, but he could still go twice this week.

So there was room for error.

If after the first attempt, he found that the task wasn't completed, he could still consider saving it on the second trip.

The shopkeeper had already finished getting the things and walked out, holding the urn Lin Li bought with both hands.

A standard, relatively common type of urn.

It was pitch black all over, with square lines, clear contours, and a few carvings. On the front, there was a "Si" on the left and a "Nian" on the right, and in the middle was an oval jade area, with a black-and-white photo of Daoist Shanqing embedded inside.

——Lin Li had many photos of Daoist Shanqing on his phone, it was easy to get one out.

"Take a look, are you satisfied." The shopkeeper handed the urn and the cloth holding it to Lin Li.

Lin Li wrapped the urn completely with the cloth, put it into his backpack, and said to the boss with a smile: "In two days, I'll help you ask the person himself about his experience, and then give you feedback."

Shopkeeper: "?"

This didn't sound like something a human could say.

Lin Li bought another batch of funeral supplies here that he hadn't bought last night, then checked out and left.

Returning to his bike at the door, Lin Li opened QQ, because when he was checking out just now, he saw that Stool had sent him a message.

"Stool: Brother Bufan, are you free now."

"Stool: Just got some news, a group of people from our school and people from another school made an appointment to fight tonight, they just climbed over the wall and left, is this the information you need, do you want to intervene?"

"Lin Li: Do you know the address."

"Stool: I know, someone who went told me, "Location", it's quite remote, over by the back mountain."

"Lin Li: Fine, I'll go take a look."

Opportunities to complete the villain task are rare, so he had to cherish them.

"Stool: Then brother, be careful, there are quite a few people, and they didn't go empty-handed."

Regarding this, Lin Li didn't care at all. Now the gap between him and ordinary people couldn't be made up by cold weapons. Even if he just released some electricity, these people would have to be honest.

After confirming the location, Lin Li opened the navigation, then stood up on his bike.

At this moment, what was under Lin Li was no longer a bike, but the "Burned Wife" from the home security team.

Pedal hard!

Pedal until sparks fly!!

There was no other way, because usually this kind of fight ended with the losing side calling the police, and everyone fleeing in all directions when the police arrived. If he wasn't fast enough, he might not even catch it.

To be honest, Disney teaches you how to dislike and hate stepmothers, but Japanese anime, Japanese movies, and P-site teach you how to fully accept them.

The difference is clear.

Lin Li suggests building a P-site theme park. Disney theme parks can operate so successfully, he can't imagine how much money a P-site theme park could make.

Anyway, at least Lin Li would be willing to consume once—if it were anonymous, he could consume twice.

With strange thoughts in his mind and his feet moving non-stop, Lin Li continued to charge forward like a pig!

Eh... wait...

He caught a light out of the corner of his eye.

His brain also had a flash of inspiration.

"Sizzle——"

The speeding "Burned Wife" suddenly braked hard, and then, bike and person, slowly began to reverse.

Lin Li on the bike turned his head and looked to the side.

A chain supermarket that was still open.

He suddenly had a ghost of an idea.

He took out his phone——

"Lin Li: Don't worry, Stool, I didn't go empty-handed either."

Arriving near the destination told by Stool, it was indeed very remote, close to a desolate low mountain. The remaining road wasn't even suitable for riding a bike.

This road would break even if he stood up and pedaled, so Lin Li simply parked the "Burned Wife" on the side of the road and continued walking forward.

Several electric scooters were parked at the foot of the mountain, without a speck of dust, obviously just parked.

After walking for a few minutes like this, he could catch discordant sounds mixed with cursing in the silence.

Following the direction of the sound, borrowing the cover of the trees, Lin Li approached silently.

Bypassing a dense thicket, the scene in front of him suddenly opened up.

Under the light of several flashlights thrown randomly on the ground or mobile phones in flashlight mode, he saw about twenty people crowded into this forest clearing.

This fight had already been decided.

He saw a dozen men standing in a circle, showing off their power, while in the center of the gathering, several boys were curled up on the ground holding their heads.

Scattered on the ground with them were sticks, helmets, and other objects.

Those standing might have had some scars on their faces, but they all wore contemptuous and excited smiles, cursing while wantonly abusing the few people lying on the ground in the middle.

Although not everyone was wearing a school uniform, it was obvious that those standing and those lying down were not from the same group.

"Grass your mother, Zai Yong! Weren't you quite capable just now! Get up!"

A leading boy on the winning side was particularly fierce, as if he were the leader. He was holding a stick but didn't use it, cursing while kicking a figure who could no longer move and could only instinctively protect his head.

The boys around were either kicking others on the ground or holding their phones and recording with a grin.

Situation confirmed.

Can make an appearance.

Thus, in the forest land mixed with profanity and wailing.

A powerful track started playing, it seemed to be a very old song:

"canyoufeelit! jeanrochsays! canyoufeelit! jeanrochsays——"

Qin Jun, who was kicking someone, frowned. Hearing this familiar music, he turned his head impatiently:

"Who the hell is watching "If You Are the One"!? Are you sick? Watching it at this time?"

This "canyoufeelit" was the most classic BGM for male guests to appear on "If You Are the One".

A group of younger brothers looked at each other, and then one responded: "No, Brother Jun, the sound seems to be coming from over there..."

"Cough, cough."

This clear coughing sound attracted the attention of Qin Jun and the others.

He saw a tall man standing by the thicket on the side. Because of the cover of the tree shadows, his face couldn't be seen clearly.

And now, this music was coming from the phone in his hand.

It seemed that the other party saw that his group finally looked at him, so he took a step forward and walked to the clearing.

Carrying a school bag, wearing a school uniform, he should still be a student.

Then Qin Jun discovered that the reason he couldn't see this person's face clearly wasn't because he was standing in the tree shadows, but simply because this guy now had black silk stockings over his head.

Qin Jun: "(；゜o゜)?"

No? Ah?

"Who the hell are you!" Qin Jun smashed the ground with the stick in his hand, making a dull, heavy sound, and asked with surprise and displeasure.

Lin Li smiled.

He turned off the BGM on his phone, then touched the black silk stockings that Brother Ziang had given him, and began to chant:

"Since you asked sincerely, I will tell you with great mercy." "Some belong to the night, some belong to black silk, the night belongs to everyone, but black silk, only belongs to me."

"I am your friendly neighbor, Black, Silk, Man!"

Qin Jun: "?"

To be honest.

Qin Jun felt that Lin Li looked like a lunatic when he wasn't smiling just now.

But now the way he smiled was much better: like a lunatic smiling.

Summary: This is a lunatic.

But at this very moment, unlike the others who were standing and felt that Lin Li was a fool, the reaction was different.

One of the people curled up on the ground holding his head, upon hearing this self-introduction, suddenly let go and looked up in disbelief.

When he saw that it was really Lin Li, his expression was complex, his lips moved, and he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

His name was Zhao Nan, and everyone in the circle called him Nanzi.

He once had a big brother named Huangshan.

Why once, because ever since the night he was whipped by a glowing penis, his big brother had gone in for robbery and hadn't come out yet, and it was expected that he would have to stay for another half a year.

As for himself, because he wasn't 18 yet and wasn't the main culprit, he was easily bailed out to return to school, and told his classmates about the terrifying urban legend of the glowing penis weirdo appearing in Pinglu Street late at night.

Unexpectedly, twenty days later, he met Him again.

Zhao Nan couldn't help but lock his gaze on Lin Li's chest, looking for the outline of something he had once touched.

Since he was here, was it here too?

Zhao Nan gritted his teeth, decided to grab this straw, and treat a dead horse as a living horse. So he shouted: "Black Silk Man! Help!"

"Wu Dong, go give him a kick," Qin Jun was surprised by Zhao Nan's reaction, surprised at how this guy was still cooperating with the fool, and then sneered at his younger brother to order.

Then he looked at Lin Li again, his eyes filled with disdain and mockery:

"Where did this mental patient come from, get lost quickly, I don't have time to play this retarded game with you, Black Silk Man? Laughing to death, I'm the Jet Sprayer!"

Qin Jun's teasing also made his younger brothers recover from the shock of Lin Li's outfit, laughing in a group, and started to mock Lin Li.

Lin Li just smiled and said seriously:

"Everyone, since you are suspected of gathering to fight and intentionally causing harm, you have now been surrounded by me. Everyone, hold your heads and squat down, and surrender. Resistance is meaningless, it will only cause unnecessary harm."

Qin Jun was happy.

He was now more and more convinced that this Black Silk Man had come out of a mental hospital.

Still surrounding a group of people by himself, what, are you a Wolf Warrior too?

"If you don't want to give him face, then let's beat him together. Wu Dong, stop kicking, go kick this fool."

After laughing, Qin Jun, feeling that he had been looked down upon and played, gradually became fierce, looked at Lin Li, and said word by word:

"Black Silk Man, you still have three seconds to run, but... you might not be able to run away."

"I'm not running." Lin Li shook his head.

Facing Wu Dong who rushed up, Lin Li just raised the corners of his mouth, maintaining that detached calmness.

Rotate, jump, he closed his eyes.

The stick carried the sound of the wind, but there was only the sound of the wind, and the result was always missing.

Lin Li walked leisurely, Wu Dong didn't hit Lin Li at all, instead, it looked like he was being teased by Lin Li.

"Not a pure fool, has some skills, you guys go together." Qin Jun frowned, lowered his voice to the few people beside him, "Don't hold back, beat him down first."

And noticing the few people trying to go around behind him out of the corner of his eye, Lin Li dodged Wu Dong's stick again and shrugged, looking a bit helpless:

"It's fine that so many people are beating me, but can you use your bare hands, don't bring weapons, this is very un-martial."

"Who the hell is talking about martial arts with you!" Qin Jun sneered, stretching his muscles.

As long as the timing was right, he would also make a move himself.

"Black Silk Man! What are you waiting for! Take out your weapon too! Show them! Fast! Let tonight be the end for this group of people!" Zhao Nan shouted loudly like a fan at this time.

Quickly let them feel the horror of tonight! Quickly!

Eh? This guy knows him?

Lin Li swallowed the words he was about to say, looked at Zhao Nan curiously, and identified him carefully.

"Oh——! You're that Nanzi from that day, right."

Lin Li had a good memory. Although Zhao Nan was bruised and swollen now, he barely recognized him.

"It's me! Black Silk Man! Whip them! Whip out your glowing ouch——" Zhao Nan nodded excitedly, and then was kicked hard by Qin Jun.

"So it's an acquaintance, here to save the day, right? Hehe." Qin Jun sneered, his eyes even fiercer.

Lin Li smiled, dodged the continuous attacks again, and took his school bag in front of him: "Since that's the case, as you wish, they insist on using weapons to surround me, then I have to use weapons to fight back."

Zhao Nan, who was gasping in pain, immediately gritted his teeth upon hearing this, staring at Lin Li's school bag without blinking.

Expectation!

"Don't give him a chance!" Several people rushed up together.

But it was too late.

Lin Li's hand had already been pulled back from the school bag, and he immediately swept horizontally in front of him.

There was no weapon in his hand, but he was holding a handful of dust, which flew forward in a line with the movement.

Instantly, the sky full of dust, accompanied by some fragments, all smashed into these people who rushed toward Lin Li, making a crisp crackling sound when they hit their clothes.

"What is this? It all got into my clothes!"

"Cough, cough! Damn, it got into my nose!"

"Grass! It wouldn't be quicklime, right? Playing dirty? It even got into my eyes and mouth, am I going to go blind!"

Because they didn't expect this situation at all, the crowd that rushed up was stunned.

"Eh? Why isn't it a glowing penis! I want to see that!!"

Although Zhao Nan wasn't sprinkled, he was the most unhappy one.

Everyone waved away the flying dust that was still lingering in front of them, stopped, patted their clothes, and looked at Lin Li with a frown.

He saw Lin Li continue to unzip his school bag, take out a box, hold it in one hand, and continue to dig inside with the other.

There weren't many clouds tonight, and the moonlight shone clearly, enough to illuminate everyone's field of vision.

Thus, everyone saw a box that was pitch black all over, with square lines, clear contours, and a few carvings, with a "Si" on the left and a "Nian" on the right.

In the middle of the box was an oval jade area, with a photo of an old man's kind smile embedded inside.

By the way, the photo was black and white.

Lin Li's "digging in the little garden" hand was pulled out of the box again, and his hand was still full of dust and pale white fragments.

He grabbed too much, and as Lin Li pulled his hand out, they slowly leaked from between his fingers.

Swish——

Lin Li swept in a line again, the air became turbid again, and those heavier fragments smashed into the silent people in front of him again.

"......"

"......"

Zhao Nan, Wu Dong, Qin Jun, and everyone: "(；o_o)?"

For a moment, in this clearing, the only sound left was the wailing of those who were still curled up on the ground and didn't know what was happening.

Wu Dong swallowed a mouthful of saliva and licked the corner of his mouth.

He didn't attack Lin Li, but looked at his partner next to him. Although he was looking, his eyes were no longer focused. He spoke slowly:

"Eh, Jin Di, did I see it wrong, why do I feel... the one in his hand looks a bit like an urn o_o."

"It, it, it seems to be..." the partner who was asked also replied stumblingly.

"......"

"......"

"Wait a minute, then on my body..." Wu Dong looked down at the white dust that was sticking to his clothes through the gaps.

"Then in my nostrils..."

"Eh, no, then in my mouth (┬┬﹏┬┬)......"

"Grass!!"

"Your mother!!"

The silence just now was just the silence before the storm. Now, these few people who were sprinkled with ashes erupted with a super dolphin sound.

One by one, they dropped their weapons and started frantically patting their clothes and faces.

Jin Di had a weak psychological endurance, and he happened to be the one who had just swallowed a lot, so after standing still for a few seconds, he covered his mouth and rushed to a tree, knelt on the ground, and started vomiting.

"Ugh——yue——ugh——"

The disappointment in Zhao Nan's eyes disappeared completely, and now it was shock and horror.

He closed his eyes, opened them again, closed them again, opened them again......

Wait, this isn't a hallucination?

Am I really not dreaming right now?

To be honest.

Zhao Nan suddenly felt.

Being whipped into a fool by a two-headed glowing penis isn't actually that scary.

It's quite good, really.

Wait, why is it a bit white in front of me.

Zhao Nan shivered, then hurriedly held his breath, and started blowing air frantically in front: "Hoo——! Hoo——!"

Your mother, don't come over, these powders!!!

(End of this chapter) ===== CHAPTER 376 =====