Chapter 388: The origin of Jianmu, the cultivator who betrayed his master
"Huh?"
Su Fan narrowed his eyes.
Something fishy.
He didn't release any pressure from his body, but it forced Ethan to surrender.
It turns out that not long ago, he met a man from Xiangjiang who had just immigrated.
Due to historical reasons, some people in Xiangjiang are very yearning for Britain, showing symptoms similar to Scotmold syndrome.
Therefore, many people choose to immigrate here.
However, they still retain the folk culture there and firmly believe in Feng Shui and luck.
Even if I go to another place with a completely different culture, I still want to get something to keep my family safe.
Various reasons combined, and I found Ethan who was doing business in this area.
As expected, Ethan sold him a useless Bagua mirror.
I also got information about this from the other party's mouth.
"I didn't do anything terribly sinful, I just made the same mistakes that all business people make."
After finishing speaking, Ethan did not forget to defend himself.
"In business, you can indeed make money if you have a conscience, but if you don't have a conscience, you can earn more."
He glanced at Su Fan's face with some anxiety, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the other person didn't seem to show any displeasure.
"What are you looking at?"
"I thought you would teach me a lesson..."
"No need. Just be more careful next time."
The Bagua mirror itself has an effect. Compared with those used by professionals, the difference is only in the strength of the effect.
In the final analysis, Ethan just created a false propaganda, and the target of the trap was a Xiangjiang person with some tendencies.
There is no need to go above and beyond.
The most important thing is that this time he invited people to inquire about information, not to educate and accuse him.
"Except for the wood carving, by the way, help me find out where the person who betrayed the mountain has gone and what he is doing...can you do it?"
"This is no problem, but you also know that this is a bit motivating. Only when you start doing things can you be motivated. Look at this..."
"I only have the talisman in my hand in exchange."
Su Fan suddenly felt a little short of money.
Since I started practicing, I have always been catching ghosts and fighting demons, and I have no time to delve into refining elixirs or refining weapons.
So now I can only rely on the talismans I learned earlier to support the scene.
But Ethan doesn't think so.
"Are you talking about the special runes that can release thunder?!"
His tone was slightly excited.
"That power is not only available to you?"
"Just master the correct method of use."
After getting Su Fan's answer, Ethan took a deep breath and his face turned red.
"Please give me three talismans that can release thunder."
"Is three enough?"
Su Fan was confused.
He thought the other party wanted a dozen or twenty pieces.
"Three is enough."
Ethan rubbed his hands a little excitedly.
"I just want to experience the feeling of driving away thunder and lightning, and the rest will be used for self-defense."
“The most important thing is not to have too many things, but to use them at the right time.”
This is true.
Su Fan nodded slightly.
As expected of someone who worked outside, he has a very good understanding of combat.
In most cases, the fight is about life and death in an instant, and there is no chance of a fight at all.
"I will come to pick up the talisman in person another day. However, please be careful in the recent period."
Su Fan originally wanted to get up and leave after drinking the coffee, but Ethan's words made him sit back down again.
"What, someone wants to harm me?"
"Not sure yet."
"I just recently heard that there seems to be a group of vampires coming from other places with great momentum."
"Many corpses with dried blood have appeared on the streets of London..."
"They seem to be plotting something, and your name is mentioned in it."
When Ethan said this, he suddenly sighed sadly.
"The group of vampire animals didn't let go either. After sacrificing a few mice, I stopped investigating the news over there."
Su Fan looked at this young man strangely.
He had always thought that Ethan regarded rats as disposable consumables, but now it seemed that was not the case.
Even though there were tens of thousands or even millions of rats in the entire city of London, he still valued the lives of one or two rats.
If Ethan was not a saint with boundless love in his heart, it is very likely that he regarded rats as his companions.
This guy's mental state is worrying.
Su Fan suddenly felt that it was not good to continue to delve deeper, so he stopped paying attention to these strange details.
It's still too early to go back now, so let's chat and see if we can get any other useful information.
"Besides you, are there any other extraordinary people with good strength in London?"
"Yes."
Ethan answered immediately.
"However, most of them have been recruited by the British government or high-end companies, and they usually live in seclusion without much detailed information."
"For example, a muscular muscular man whose eyes can emit rays that are very lethal to spiritual bodies has been hired by a female professor in the research team of a scientific research institute."
"Assist with research?"
"Love with public funds."
Gossip is human nature. Although Su Fan will not take the initiative to pry into other people's lives, he will not give up the news that comes to his door.
Most of the extraordinary people described by Ethan have similar experiences.
Either the dull or sloppy life is broken, and after discovering that I have gained strength, I can't bear to show it. Then he reached the sky in one step and directly entered the upper class society.
Inevitably, the veteran who has been around for many years caught his weakness and took him under his wing.
"People are actually very simple creatures. Those who love beauty give beautiful women, those who love enjoyment give money, those who are obsessed with power give high positions, and those who love vanity give honors."
"It's okay if he doesn't like it himself. There are always people close to him who like him. Once a hole is opened, there will be no suspense about the rest."
Ethan said with emotion.
Coercion and inducement, these four simple words, contain dark and profound methods.
"What about you?"
"I'm different."
Ethan spread his hands.
"I want money, and my status in the circle is not low. I don't like beautiful women. They can't seduce me."
"As for the people close to me, I can't even talk about it. My only mother died some time ago. So I can be regarded as an 'invincible person' in their eyes."
"They don't dare to provoke me. After all, I have countless dirt on them. If I get angry, I will reveal them all, so that the world can see what kind of trash the British upper class are. ”
Su Fan finally understood after hearing this.
Being unable to be selected and having the same longevity as heaven and earth is indeed very intimidating.
"Quite courageous."
Su Fan nodded in praise.
"I can't defeat ten groups with one force like you. I can only use intimidation. If I can defeat you, who will bother to collect any black materials?"
As the two talked, the amount of coffee in the cup continued to decrease.
"It's almost time." The cappuccino bottomed out, and Su Fan also stood up from his seat.
At the same time, there was a figure standing opposite outside the window, who seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
"We had a great time chatting. I will come again when I have time."
He opened the door of the coffee shop and left the store.
Ethan in the coffee shop watched his back disappear outside the door, lowered his head to put away the cups.
Behind him, there was the slight sound of a mouse "squeaking".
When Ethan turned around, he saw the shadow rising from the ground.
But such an abnormality did not surprise him at all.
The former cleaned the coffee cup with a calm expression and wiped it dry with a dry handkerchief, and then looked at the shadow.
"Would you like a cup of coffee?"
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Su Fan came to the outside and across the street.
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Theresia, dressed in regular clothes, put her hands in front of her body and smiled quietly.
According to common sense, the former should run around with the bishop to quell the turmoil caused by the devil and purify the evil spirits.
Before Su Fan could ask, Theresia began to explain.
"The purification task assigned to me is very light and can be completed with hard work. I told the bishop that I would take this opportunity to visit London, and he agreed."
She smiled and talked, her eyes always falling on Su Fan. It was obvious that the drunkard was not interested in drinking.
Su Fan was about to speak when he heard a familiar sound.
It was the empty stomach that was sending a signal for help to its owner.
Su Fan's current physical condition wouldn't be a problem if he didn't eat for ten and a half months, so there was no need to say where the sound came from.
Theresia's previously natural expression had a subtle change, and she looked at Su Fan with a guilty conscience.
"Did you hear anything just now?"
"I heard it, and heard it clearly."
Seeing the blush of embarrassment appear on Theresia's face, Su Fan smiled at the corner of his mouth.
"But it's almost lunch time now, so let's find a restaurant to eat first."
Hearing this, Theresia's eyes lit up!
"But I advise you not to have too high expectations for British cuisine."
It’s no secret that British food is notoriously unpalatable.
Unexpectedly, Theresa suddenly spoke with an unprecedented serious expression.
"What are you talking about, Sue."
"As believers, we always abide by the doctrine of frugality.
Jesus fed thousands of people in the wilderness with five fish and two loaves, but even though he had the power to perform miracles, he ordered his disciples to collect the remaining scraps. ”
"No matter whether it is delicious or not, as long as it is food, I will not waste it."
Su Fan was stunned.
Of course he wasn't scared by the other party.
The last time I saw Thearesia showing such a determined look was when she was fighting against the devil.
So how high is the status of eating in your heart?
In this case, Su Fan naturally couldn't let Theresia down.
I carefully selected a pretty good Western restaurant and took her in for a delicious meal.
"It's not as bad as you said."
After eating and drinking, Theresa's face was filled with a happy smile, and she did not forget to look back and joke with Su Fan.
"You made it sound like all the restaurants in Britain were terrible, which made me worry in vain."
"Because I took you to eat French food."
"...Is that a French restaurant like that just now?"
"It should be said that the vast majority of restaurants here are French."
Theresa looked in disbelief when she heard this.
"Isn't there a feud between Britain and France?"
Britain and France refused to submit to the other. From the Hundred Years' War to the modern struggle for the right to speak in Europe, they have a long history of antagonizing each other.
So much so that even people who don’t know much about history can hear it.
"Yes, but the most restaurants in Britain are French. Not only that, but the most exclusive restaurants in London also serve French cuisine."
Su Fan spread his hands.
"Now, do you know how terrible the local British cuisine is?"
Theresia nodded in confusion, but soon thought of a new question.
“Where do Britons generally eat their country’s native cuisine?”
"You can cook fish, chips and mashed potatoes at home, even ordinary people can do it."
"Nothing else?"
"Nothing else."
Su Fan's answer was very firm, without any hesitation, which made the greedy nun opposite him doubt his life.
The two walked through the streets and alleys, and the combination of the handsome man and the beautiful woman attracted the attention of many people.
Of course, there were also people with malicious intentions who kept glancing at Theresia's body with their lustful eyes.
When the two passed by an intersection, teenagers in groups of three or three whistled at Theresia.
"Little beauty, my dick is much better than that qingchong, I guarantee you will be so happy that you fly."
Vulgar words jumped out of the young man's mouth, which had not yet grown much beard, triggering waves of malicious laughter.
But their noisy laughter didn't last long before they all fell to the ground.
There was no warning, just like a sudden group stroke.
Other passers-by just glanced at it and hurried away, assuming that these energetic and lawless young people were engaging in some vulgar performance art.
Only they know what's going on.
Their limbs were unable to control their movements, and they didn't even have any feeling. Their bodies were under such terrible pressure that their bones felt vaguely painful.
They tried to struggle, but to no avail.
He could only use his eyes in panic, trying to find the source of the terrifying pressure in the narrow field of vision, like a frightened quail.
It wasn't until the two figures walked away from the corner that the pressure on them suddenly disappeared. Even then, they lost the strength to get up, sweating profusely, and panting heavily like wild dogs that were almost drowned.
"What a hell..."
Some people have lingering fears.
"It's not a ghost, it's us who provoked people we shouldn't have provoked!"
One of the members in the middle looked pale.
"They must be extraordinary people... They all have powers that are different from ordinary people. Killing someone is as easy as crushing an ant!"
"What extraordinary people are just rumors. Didn't the Prime Minister issue a clarification on TV some time ago..."
"You idiot! What the government says is a rumor is the truth!"
The person who opened his mouth to explain yelled, but the person behind him looked panicked.
"No, I got into a big trouble. I want to go home and tell my dad! I want to go home!"
He ran away without looking back, while the remaining people also dispersed like birds and beasts.
The person who spoke before was left cursing.
"What kind of bullshit is extraordinary? Come and kill me if you dare!"
"What a Royal Navy family, they are just a piece of trash without eggs!"
He rested against the wall for a while, and it took him about ten minutes to recover.
I was planning to go back to have some fun, but I happened to see a beautiful woman standing at the entrance of the alley not far away.
The woman has moist red lips, a proud figure, and big burgundy waves sliding down her smooth and white back.
That's right, the back.
In the cold and windy season, it was as if she couldn't feel the low temperature. She wore a backless dress, which made the man opposite her feel his blood surge and his legs stiffen.
The most terrible thing was that the other party actually smiled at him and raised his fingers.
The young man felt that his soul had been taken away by the other party. For a moment, his waist no longer ached and his legs no longer hurt. He was as light as if he was drunk, and he followed the woman towards the dark alley.
(End of chapter)