Late at night.

Xiangtan.

"Bang !!"

The crisp sound of striking iron echoed in the night.

In the luxurious compound in the city, a sturdy young man was holding a hammer, iron piece, wood and other tools in his hands, constantly tempering and making in the dark night.

As the pieces of iron in his hand flew up, wooden figures the size of his fingers were vividly made.

These wooden men wore iron armor and held tridents, and they looked alive. It's just that those eyes are all closed.

The two guards outside the house looked a little strange when they listened to the movement coming from the striking iron inside.

"When the young marshal came back from studying abroad, how could he be obsessed with striking iron?"

"Ghost knows, maybe it was stimulated by the death of the handsome."

"Who would have thought that the handsome man would be killed by his aunt? Died in the belly of a woman, it's a pity. "

"Shhh, some people say that Mrs. Aunt is a female ghost, and she is looking for our handsome to ask for her life!"

“........."

Now.

The two guards guarding the outside of the house whispered.

The handsome man in their mouth is the original owner of this mansion, and his name is Yanshan.

Half a month ago, Yanshan went out to suppress bandits, and met a beautiful woman halfway. When he saw that the woman was helpless, he brought her back and took her as his aunt's wife.

Who would have thought that on the night of the concubine, Yan Shan died violently directly, and the aunt who was brought back disappeared inexplicably.

Because of the horror of death, it is rumored that Yanshan was killed by evil ghosts.

The woman she brought back from the mountains is an evil spirit!

And the young marshal who "struck iron" in it was Yan Shan's only son, whose name was Yan Poyue.

Yan Poyue is just seventeen years old this year, originally studying abroad, and after the death of Dashuai, he rushed back as the only son.

As a result, after the burial of the marshal, the young marshal did not manage the army for the first time, but became obsessed with making iron and wood.

......

"Ding———

".

"Congratulations to the host for casting the Yin Soldier Golem*1!"

"Congratulations to the host for casting the Yin Soldier Golem*1!"

“......"

Inside the house.

Yan Poyue heard the whispers of the two guards outside, but he didn't pay attention.

At this time, the sound of the system was constantly echoing in his mind.

Waiting until the system voice echoed, Yan Poyue silently recited in his heart: "System panel!" "

Suddenly.

A panel of nothingness came to his mind.

[Host: Yan Poyue. 】

[Current Status: None.] 】

[Possessed skill: God-level puppet technique.] 】

[Cultivation Exercises: Puppet Heart Sutra. 】

[Puppet Illustrated Book: Three Thousand Yin Soldiers (50/3000)] 】

[Existing Golem: Yin Soldier *50.] 】

Looking at the system panel, Yan Poyue slowly exhaled.

It is a long way to go to complete the three thousand Yin soldiers!

Three days ago, Yan Poyue crossed into this world, replaced the original "Yan Poyue", and became the young marshal of the Great Marshal's Mansion.

As for the original "Yan Poyue", he had died tragically at the hands of evil ghosts.

And the evil ghost who killed the original "Yan Poyue" was the aunt and wife of the handsome Yanshan Xinna.

The tragic deaths of the two fathers and sons were all because of women, and this result is embarrassing.

Worse.

He who crossed over was also targeted by this evil ghost.

Fortunately, he obtained the puppet technique system at a critical time, and at the beginning of the game, he drew three thousand Yin Soldier Illustrated Book and Puppet Heart Sutra exercises.

After obtaining the system, Yan Poyue has been building Yin Soldier Puppets. After two days of hard work, he finally created fifty Yin soldiers.

Although there is still a distance from the three thousand Yin soldiers, these fifty Yin soldiers are enough to deal with ordinary demons and monsters.

After all.

The reason why Yin soldiers are called Yin soldiers is because they are different from ordinary ghosts. The weapon in their hands is the nemesis of ghosts.

Even if the strength of the Yin Soldiers is not strong at present, it is enough to deter ordinary ghosts.

"Bang !!"

At this time.

The sound of the night watchman striking the gong came, and the time had reached the third watch.

With the sound of gongs and drums falling to the ground, a shrill and mournful sound came from outside the high walls of the Great Marshal's Mansion.

"It turns out that all the purple and red are blooming all over the place, and they are all paid for the broken wells like this."

"The beautiful scenery of a good day is a day, and the courtyard is happy; Morning and twilight rolls, clouds and clouds; rain silk wind sheets, smoke waves paint boats; Jinping people look at this Shaoguang cheap! "

It was a woman's voice, full of resentment, poignant and eerie in the middle of the night.

Yan Poyue looked at the fifty Yin Soldier puppets on the table, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a sneer: "It's just the right time to come." "

Swish!

Yan Poyue got up and opened the door, and a cold wind blew.

The fifty wooden puppets on the table opened their eyes in an instant.

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