Chapter 10 10. Opening the door to kill
The next day, Shengzhu and Wen Erniu ran back disheveled and lost. As soon as they came back, they said, "The mountain road is long. I didn't have time to get back last night. I spent the night outside and suffered a disaster." All the brothers who went there disappeared, and only the two of them managed to escape."
When the disciple who came to get the shadow puppet knew this, he just nodded lightly and stopped asking or taking care of it.
Seeing this scene, the remaining handymen suddenly felt a little frightened.
They once again realized the terrible fact that "their lives are insignificant".
At this moment, the new handyman officially became the old handyman.
A few days later, when no one came down the mountain, there were groups of old handymen, who came out of their hanging houses early in the morning and hurried down the mountain.
And these people hurried back in the late afternoon, feeling like they were racing against time and breathing a sigh of relief. They had something bulging around their waists or in their arms, like weapons. .
Song Yan took advantage of the early morning to quickly leave the hanging house and go to the market at the foot of the mountain.
Although the journey was a bit long, it was smooth.
According to the disciple who taught the technique, this market place is a low-level market place.
However, although it is low-level, it still looks decent.
The wooden stilts, carts, and stalls form a large trading market that looks like a corner of a busy town.
Many people selling goods are shouting, weapons, hidden weapons, poisons, and secrets of Jianghu are the most popular ones.
Many of these sellers are shouting: "If you don't need the things for cultivating mysticism, come here to exchange for some good stuff. I guarantee you will be satisfied."
There are also some sellers who sit in the building with their heads lowered and their eyebrows lowered. They don't shout or speak, they just seem to be taking a nap with their eyes closed. There is a small jade on the table in front of them. There is a vertical sign next to the board, which says: Use the jade sign to brush.
Song Yan went straight to the attic. When he saw the vertical sign, he took out the jade sign and brushed it.
This time, something mysterious happened.
Line after line of information emerged in his mind.
Obviously, these silent ones are the official disciples of the Demon Sect. They just want to buy goods, so they come to this low-level market to set up stalls.
But even so, for Song Yan, it was quite a bit of a novelty for Grandma Liu to enter the Grand View Garden.
Finished shadow puppets, paper figures, poison charms, strange medicines, flying swords, and even spells are all sold.
The shadow puppets made in the leather-making room are only the initial "shapes".
These "forms" have been taken away by the formal disciples, and it still takes time to refine them into usable shadow puppets.
The damage rate is very high, even far higher than that of talismans, so the demand for shadow puppets is great, and the leather-making room needs so many handyman disciples.
In the strange medicine, Song Yanzhen saw the "infatuation powder" mentioned by Qi Yao before.
【Infatuation Powder】, burn hair or dander into powder, mix it into the powder, let the target smell it, and make the target fall in love; the weaker the target, the less powder is needed, and one bottle can be used for up to five times; it has limited effect on Lianxuan level monks, selling price: 5 contribution points.
As for the spells, they are all marked afterwards.
Some have one label, some have two.
The first one is "This spell is not exclusive to the Puppet Palace, but is obtained from outside."
Two more words include comments such as "I have already practiced it, so it can be used", "I have never practiced it, so I have a quick look at it, it should be usable", "I am just starting to practice, it is okay", "It is incomplete, I don't know if it can be practiced" and so on.
Song Yan's eyes quickly swept around, exploring the products in the spell series.
He needs to find a spell to hide his aura, or a spell to attack. Otherwise, his level of Xuanxuan training will be empty and he will not be able to fully display it.
He searched from house to house and soon fell in love with two spells.
[Qi Condensation Technique], practice mystical magic, popular magic, have not been practiced but must be usable, selling price: 49 contribution points.
[Qi Archery], practice mystical magic, popular magic, have not been practiced but must be usable, selling price: 39 contribution points.
Obviously, these two spells are very common spells. They are not secret spells in the world of cultivation. However, practicing spells also requires time and energy. No monk will spend time practicing these two spells. .
The former.
You are in the door, it is too late to show off, why are you holding back?
You’re not a great monk, so what’s the point of being restrained?
The latter.
I think it is an extremely common and basic offensive spell.
You can figure this out just by imagining it.
The mysterious energy is stored in the body, gathered, radiated from the inside out, and radiated out. Isn't this similar to the "Six Meridians Divine Sword" or something like that?
But the "Six Meridians Divine Sword" is just a martial arts technique, and it belongs to the lowest level of power in the world of xuanxuan.
If you had other choices, who would practice this?
However, even though these two spells are the most popular products on the market, Song Yan cannot afford them.
This kind of magic is not something that a handyman can afford.
Song Yan glanced at the two spells, then turned and left, went to the mortal stall, and spent 1 contribution point in exchange for some gadgets traded by bandits.
Three bottles of "Strengthening Shendan" to replenish vitality, a bottle of top-grade ecstasy "Long Sleeping Breeze", and a sharp dagger that can be called a magic weapon in the eyes of ordinary people.
These three things are obviously extraordinary in the arena, but here they can be exchanged for only 1 contribution point. That day, he hurried back to the mountain in the afternoon.
But Shengzhu walked over with a smile again, stroking his hands and shouting: "Brother Song, what did you buy?"
Song Yan shook the bottle in his hand, He said: "I bought some Strengthening Shendan."
As soon as these words came out, the "qualified people" among the handymen were stunned.
Everyone relies on dual cultivation to practice Xuan, so why are you still maintaining it? Is it worth it?
Shengzhu glanced at the bottle. Of course he knew "Gubenshendan", so he smiled and said: "Brother Song is really a good man."
Song Yan said: "Yes, Sometimes I feel pretty good myself.”
Shengzhu ignored him.
Turn around, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
Originally, he wanted to eliminate this competitor. After all, they are both "qualified people at the same time." Who knows if there will be competition in the future?
To prevent accidents, it is better to eradicate them in advance.
But now it seems that this kind of person is not worthy of him at all.
Just a piece of trash.
There is his younger brother at the foot of the mountain. If he kills this opponent, he will have many opportunities in the future.
On the other hand, the other ones named Qi Yao and Xu Changjun don't seem to be easy to deal with.
Shengzhu frowned, a vague thought flashed in his eyes, but he suddenly became smiling again.
At night.
Qiu Lingyue, who had been watching for the first half of the night, retreated, and Song Yan fed her a "Strengthening the Root" pill.
This kind of panacea is really useful for mortals.
Miss Qiu felt warm and comfortable inside her body, and she felt sleepy. She was really touched. After all, businessmen value profits over parting, so who cares about feelings? Therefore, even if Song Yan didn't care about her at all, she wouldn't be surprised.
However, Song Yan actually kept his word and spent his contribution points to buy this for her.
"Brother Song, thank you."
Miss Qiu pulled up the quilt, looked at the young man through the twisted red light thrown into the gap, and for the first time she felt a little relaxed in her heart .
“Go to sleep.”
Song Yan said.
Miss Qiu nodded.
After a while of burning incense, her breathing became even.
Song Yan walked down the stairs to the bedside, took out the ecstasy pill called "Long Sleeping Breeze" from his arms, removed the stopper, and waved it in front of Qiu Lianyue's nose.
The colorless and odorless gas escaped, like a breeze blowing over her body, and entered her body with Qiu Linyue's even breathing.
She slept deeper.
Immediately afterwards, Song Yan took the dagger, took off the clothes stained with his own breath, placed it behind the door, then opened the door suddenly, and ran like a ghost into the strange red mist outside the door.
There are countless ghosts in the fishy mist, and they will pounce on life when they see it, trying to seize it.
But they didn't care about Song Yan at all, just because Song Yan had ghost roots.
Song Yan glanced around and saw that there was no one on the bustling Guya during the day. He glanced around and landed on the suspended houses of Shangsheng Zhu and Wen Erniu in the distance.
"In a few days, when the new servants arrive, we will take action again. When we have saved enough contribution points, we can go to a better place after becoming a formal disciple."
"Song Yan, Qi Yao , what should Xu Changjun do?”
“One day they go down the mountain, we follow them, Then let the brothers kill them directly.
I understand that the tests are done in batches. The fewer competitors in the same batch, the more room we have for selection. ”
“Oh, it’s their bad luck to meet us.”
Wen Erniu smiled jokingly.
Suddenly, she heard a violent and sudden "clang" sound coming from high up.
She was stunned for a moment and subconsciously asked urgently: "What's wrong?"
But the answer was only a cry of pain.
In the distorted red light, the tall Shengzhu sitting high up seemed to have been photographed by something terrible. He fell straight down like a dog eating shit, and the door was actually wide open! !
There was a creepy and weird sound coming from the fishy mist outside the door. Skin, bones, remains, and ghosts were rushing in ferociously, while a deep ghost silhouette was standing quietly in front of the door, forming a shadow with the many ghosts vying for the first place. A sharp contrast.
“No!!!”
(End of this chapter)