The rise of Marvel's lord god

As a low-level gangster who has no formal job and eats and waits to die every day, Liu Ergou’s home is just a small house that can barely shelter from wind and rain.

Originally, his parents who died early still left him a large yard, but how could a gambler keep the money in his hands, that is, no one wants the current house, otherwise he would have sold it for a long time. Gambling capital.

With a touch, Liu Ergoo kicked the door of the room that hadn't been plugged in tightly. There was nothing in the room except a tattered quilt that he picked up, so he never locked the door, if it was a thief. If you stole it on his head, it would probably be crying out poorly.

Putting two pennies into the pocket in the crotch, Liu Ergou fell headlessly on the kang, and fell asleep within a few minutes.

After a few more minutes, the door was carefully pushed open. Although the force of pushing the door was very light, the old door still made a harsh sound.

"Heh~hu~" Liu Ergou's purring sounded rhythmically.

boom!There was a low gunfire, the grunt disappeared, and the room fell into silence.

After completing the clearing of the target, Presia walked out of the room. This place was so remote that there was no need to cover it up, and few people had passed by for so long.

Back at the inn, Presia turned on the detector and glanced at herself. The green color was 0.1. This should be regarded as proof of punishment and evil.

People are not wrong, but the balance has not changed. It seems that the influence of a small mess on the slope can be ignored at all.

In the afternoon, there was a sudden commotion in the street.

"Dead! Dead! Liu Ergou is dead."

There is not much fear in this voice, but there is a feeling of not being afraid of big things to join in the fun.

Xiao Er put the rag on his shoulder, and ran out of the inn with curiosity on his face, as if to inquire about what happened.

After all, no matter the big or small things, as long as there is a little movement, the guests in the inn like to ask him how to get the silver reward if it is not a snack.

After the corpse was found, Precia has been observing her own numbers in the detector to see if there will be any fluctuations, so that we can also know whether Tiandao has considered the possible subsequent impact when determining.

After watching this for almost an hour, the numbers have not changed, and there is no one outside discussing Liu Ergou’s death. The disturbance caused by Liu Ergou has gradually subsided. A small gangster, few people are in the mood to keep discussing. he.

Time was like flowing water, and in a flash of time, it disappeared in three days, and it was the agreed time between Precia and the owner of the cloth.

In these three days, according to the detectors of Heaven's Path, Precia cleared a total of five people, all of whom were suggested to be cleared with numbers within 2, but there was still no significant change in the balance.

However, Precia changed from the original colorless 0 to the current green 1.2.

"Treasurer, are my clothes ready?" Prescia walked into the shop carelessly and asked loudly.

"It's done, you can keep your voice down, the town is not too peaceful these days." The shopkeeper said to Precia mysteriously.

Precia had a meal, "It's not peaceful? How do you say this, I heard the shop Xiaoer said, isn't it just a gangster who died? Maybe he was forced to death by the gambling stall."

"You don't know about that. In the past three days, there have been eight murders in the town. According to the investigation of horse heads, these cases were done by one person..."

"Wait, wait, eight incidents?!" Prescia interrupted the shopkeeper. Didn't she just kill five people? How come there are eight murders inexplicably, this scapegoat has caught people off guard.

"Yes, but, according to my sister-in-law's little nephew, it's not humans, but monsters!" The shopkeeper spoke very quietly, as if he was talking about a shocking secret. It is to make a fist-sized hole in a person's head, and then suck up all the brains."

"Eating human heads? Opening holes?" Precia was a bit speechless, if she had not committed most of the cases, she would have believed the shopkeeper's words.

"Yes, yes, I'll tell you these words, don't tell them outside." When the shopkeeper spoke, the young man had already carried the finished clothes.

"I see, it must not be spread." Precia said with a reluctant smile, what is all this and what, it feels that the changes in things have exceeded her expectations.

"Eh, to be honest, this monster is really harmful. Everyone in our town can get money. There are a couple of dollars in a family. It's a crime. How much money has been earned in this month." The shopkeeper shook his head and said. Fiddled with the abacus on the counter and said.

"Send so much money? What are you doing?" Prescia paused while holding the clothes to leave, and asked.

"The horse catches the head and said, invited a master over to catch the demon, the master's appearance fee will cost fifty taels of silver, doing evil, doing evil..." The shopkeeper sighed long.

Precia lowered her head and left the cloth house. When she arrived at the inn, she found that the boss, the accountant and the shopkeeper were together. She didn't know what was muttering there. It was probably a matter of catching a monster.

After returning to the room, Precia threw her clothes on the bed, her face sank, good fellow, her act of punishing rape and eliminating evil has been thoroughly used by others.

It is estimated that the three more murder cases were also caused by the horse hunter to find a reason to settle on her. Forget it, a rumor of some monster was also compiled to harvest the merchant’s leeks.

Originally, Plessia was planning to leave after killing five people in a row, because if he continues to kill, even if the dead are not good people, everyone in the town will be in danger and the order will be greatly affected. .

However, the words made by the shopkeeper of the cloth village made Prescia plan to stay for another day or two. She wanted to see how this master was going to catch demons!

Two days later, on the largest square in the town, people from all directions gathered in this place under the deterrence of "monsters".

There is a bright red table in the center of the crowd. There are a lot of incense candles, millet and talisman on the table. There are a few bamboo poles inserted around the table. The top of the bamboo poles is tied with some rags with messy characters. .

It looks like a little bit as a whole.

"The master is here, the master is here..."

The crowd became noisy and separated a road from the middle. A master of "Xian Feng Dao Bone" walked step by step from the back of the crowd to the middle of the crowd. The horse-catching head followed him, like a guard acting as a protection.

"Dear fathers and villagers, this is the Yiyuan Patriarch of the Kunlun Sect, and the head of the Kunlun Sect. This time it also coincides with the meeting. I heard that there are evildoers in our town, so I came to us to get rid of the evildoers... ."

The horse catching head shouted loudly at the surrounding crowd, as if it was really true.

From the other side of the street, Precia looked at that side from a distance, the head of the Kunlun School?this one?

"The cultivator can't see the dead without saving, this evildoer is dead, because I'm here!" The ancestor Yiyuan pinched the beard of his chin, and looked at the townspeople below imposingly.

Immediately after he grabbed the wooden sword beside the table, his long sleeves swept across the table, and with a bang, all the candles burst into flames of three feet.

"Wow!"

"The Daoist is so amazing!"

"Haven't you heard, it's the head, can it be great!"

There was a fierce discussion in the crowd, and the horse catching his head forcibly held back a smile, and exchanged a glance with the Yiyuan Patriarch who kept turning around, indicating that the climax could begin.

Buzzing, the sound of the mosquito flapping its wings rang, and a mosquito the size of a human flew out from the next room. The long mouthparts could pierce the human brain directly.

When the monster appeared on the scene, all the townspeople were in a commotion, and they kept backing away. Unless this "one-yuan ancestor" had given them a little confidence, these people would not dare to stand here.

"Monster, I will accept you today!" The ancestor Yi Yuan raised the wooden sword and pierced it out at the huge mosquito, still making a squeaking sound.

A light and shadow hit the big mosquito, and then dissipated into the sky together with the mosquito. Yiyuan Patriarch slowly put down the wooden sword in his hand, and there was an extremely warm applause from the audience.

Prescia leaned against the wall, very speechless, what Yuanyuan Patriarch is just a liar who can do inferior illusions, and can only bully the townspeople who don't understand anything.

A probe was opened, and the number on the body of "Yuan Yuan Zu Shi" rose from red 6 to red 7 before the ceremony.

"Everyone, today's demon removal was very successful. Everyone can go back." Horse Catcher walked up to the stage and said loudly, "In addition, if you are still worried about any dangers you might encounter, Master Yi Yuan put a batch of them here. The amulet, you can get it for only a couple of silver in the material cost..."

As soon as the horse catching the head was finished, the crowd rushed, all heading to the side of the table to snap up the amulet.

"Mom, shall we buy it too?" A little boy's voice rang.