Chapter 39: Easy Shape Inscription

"Really?" Chu Yan frowned. The next moment, he pulled his neck and shouted, "Help!"
After shouting, he listened carefully, and it turned out that there was no movement, and no one came over.
The next moment, Lin Liqiang was surprised to see that Chu Yan's face did not show the terror and fear he expected, but a surprise on his face: "No one really came!"
"It seems that you really don't listen to the advice. In this case, I'll teach you a good meal, so as not to dirty Master Lin Ao's hands." After returning to his thoughts, Lin Liqiang laughed again and again, removing his face from behind. A pot-sized shield stood in front of me. "I have a four-grade cracked earth shield. I see how you pass me."
"Shield of four-grade weapon?" Chu Yan glanced at the shield, his eyes lightened, and gazed at the silver scale gun in his hand, and suddenly, like a shell, rushed towards the other side, and the silver scale gun swept directly at the other side.
"Ha! It's useless! I made it clear before, the silver scale gun in your hand is also a third-grade weapon, weighing only two hundred pounds, and my cracked earth shield is engraved with a force-reducing inscription on it, which can at least resist six hundred Pound of power! "
Lin Liqiang didn't finish talking, and his voice was completely swallowed by the rolling waves caused by the spear.
Suddenly, Lin Liqiang had a feeling. What was swept away at this moment was not a silver weapon with a three-pin weapon, but a wild beast running wild, a strong storm.
Subconsciously, he held up the Earth Shield, blocking his side.
boom!
There was a loud noise, as if thunder hit the ground.
On the surface of the cracked shield, the light flashed, and it exploded in the next moment.
The huge impact of baozha sent Lin Liqiang out suddenly.
His arms were crackling, broken, and his internal organs were injured. He spit out a large mouthful of blood, as if a meteor, flew out seven or eight feet, and smashed a wall next to him. The man suddenly got into it, and there was no more movement, only one leg hanging on the wall, shaking.
"This is still blocking my way?" Chu Yan sneered, no longer looking at each other, and went straight out of the Lin family.
"The effect of the heavy device inscription is really obvious. The strength of the silver scale gun before two hundred pounds, plus the power I swayed, was at most one thousand pounds. If it was blocked by the cracked earth shield, the remaining one or two hundred pounds. For Lin Liqiang, there is no impact at all.
But now with the heavy device inscription, the weight of the silver scale gun is equal to four hundred pounds at once, and when I wave it, I can beat out at least two thousand pounds of strength. The cracked earth shield can stop the ghosts. Already. "
While Chu Yan was thinking, his feet kept on, and soon after, he left the Lin family and came to a remote alley.
Seeing no one around, Chu Yan put the silver scale gun into the echo ring.
Just after seeing Lin Liqiang's cracked earth shield, he suddenly remembered that he still had the third-grade weapon and double knife from Ye's servant in his hand. At this moment, he intends to take this opportunity to sell it for spiritual money.
As for the long knife of another four-grade weapon, Chu Yan did not intend to sell it. He planned to keep it for his own use after the inscription was carved.
After taking out the two knives, Chu Yan took out an inscription and printed it on his face.
After a while, Chu Yan felt the muscles of his face tightened slightly, then relaxed again.
When he picked up a knife and used the knife as a mirror, Chu Yan found that the knife reflected a strange face with a narrow face, triangular eyes, thick lips, and Chu Yan's appearance. ,completely different.
"It worked well." Chu Yan nodded in satisfaction.
There is no specific time limit for the effect of the inscriptions. When the user does not want to use it again, he only needs to rub a few special parts of the face hard to restore the original appearance.
These special parts are only known to those who depict inscriptions, so Chu Yan need not worry about being seen through.
With this unfamiliar face, Chu Yan wobbled, and came to the business district of Changqing Town that had been here yesterday.
After observing for a while, he turned into a small shop with a relatively small location.
Seeing that the buddies in the shop were snoring, Chu Yan walked directly to it, slap on the table in front of the other party, and said thickly, "Hey! Dude, you don't accept sharp weapons here!"
Buddy was disturbed by Qingmeng and was upset, but he could only greet him with a smile at the customer's door, especially the guest looked very uncomfortable.
"Receive, why not, guest, what weapon do you want to sell?" The man asked quickly.
Chu Yan deliberately looked left and right, after confirming that there was no one, he took out the double knives from his arms and photographed them in front of him: "This sharp weapon, I have sold six hundred spirits!"
The man looked around and smiled suddenly: "Guest, you are the third-grade weapon, and it has worn out. I ca n’t sell six hundred bailing money. I received one hundred and fifty linguistic money."
"One hundred and fifty money? You lied to me and I don't understand anything! This is a good tool for three products! You will not accept it, I will go to other stores!" Chu Yan cursed, grabbed his two swords, and turned to leave.
After all, the business was difficult, and of course the man couldn't let it go so clearly.
He hurriedly held Chu Yan before a lunge, and laughed with him: "Guests, please be calm and restless. Sit down for a while. I'll pour you a cup of tea and ask our shopkeeper to come out and talk to you?"
"It's pretty much the same." Chu Yan's eyes turned and he sat down aside, "I tell you, six hundred spirits, even if there is one less child, I won't sell it!"
"Yes, yes." The man reassured him, turned his head and walked into the back room.
A moment later, the shopkeeper in his forties walked out, looked at the pair of knives, and then smiled: "Guest, you are not the clean way to come."
Chu Yan suddenly turned his face and snarled his neck and shouted, "It's off, what's up with you! I saw it on the side of the road, and then picked it up! Would you like it or not, I'm gone!"
"Guests, please be calm and restless." The shopkeeper laughed: "The fact that this pair of knives is really not worth six hundred spirits, so let me bid two hundred cents. I will never ask you about the origin of these two knives. If others ask If it started, no one would come to sell these three-grade weapons today. What do you think of customers? "
"Really not talking to others?" Chu Yan looked hesitant.
"Not only will it not be mentioned, if you have any weapon you pick up in the future, you can get it at the shop to ensure the price is fair, and more importantly, safety." The shopkeeper said with a smile.
"Let's do it, I'll lose a little, two hundred and two hundred." Chu Yan bit his teeth.
"Okay." The shopkeeper instructed the man to collect the spiritual money, and he sat down and chatted with Chu Yan for a while.
The shopkeeper is also in a very good mood at the moment. His shop is remote, and the business is not very good. However, the pair of knives recovered today is a three-grade weapon and can be polished for at least the price of four or five hundred bucks. Turning around and earning more than double the spiritual money, how could he be in a bad mood.