Chapter 145: Altar Master
Han Yi glanced at his comprehensive values.
Originally, without weapons, this value was ‘65~99’, but now it has become ‘90~99’.
"This is really a comprehensive development of attack and defense..."
Han Yi was also a little surprised. This value was already approaching the 100 level of Tongmai Martial Arts Master. He also did not expect that the "Golden Muscle and Jade Bone Skill" would bring such a big improvement.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed the Black Iron Sword again.
Take another look.
This time, his comprehensive value became ‘115~124’.
"call......"
Han Yi breathed a sigh of relief. With his current strength, he felt a little relieved.
The golden autumn night wind carried the fragrance of osmanthus beside the road, gently blowing Han Yi's cheeks and scattered black hair, while the cold moonlight and the bright stars in the sky shone on his body, reflecting A young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes looks like he has stepped out of a painting.
Eat!
puff!
The sound of spitting out melon seed peels ruined the entire beauty.
Han Yi was in a happy mood. Zheng Lao Shen lay down on the Baisanren's reclining chair. He grabbed a handful of melon seeds, ate the melon seed meat, and spit out the melon seed skin. The reclining chair "crunched, crunched" with his movements. ring.
At this moment, he was smiling, matching the beautiful scenery in front of him.
After all, during this week of vacation, he really gained a lot!
But immediately, Han Yi drooped his face again.
Without him, tomorrow it would be his turn to guard the black market.
Worker, work soul, work is the best!
Han Yi could only comfort himself like this. He raised his head and looked at the sky.
Bang.......
"Close the doors and windows to prevent theft and theft..."
It's Hai hour, and the sound of the watchman can be heard faintly on the street.
"It seems it's time to rest..."
Han Yi was about to tell Qianxue to go back to sleep as usual, but then he shook his head and laughed out loud.
I'm a little happy today, forgetting that Qianxue and Bai Ye haven't come back yet...
But don't say it, the power of habit is really scary. Just spending a few months with the two of them made Han Yi feel like home here. When the two of them were away, Han Yi felt a little unaccustomed. .
"Perhaps, this is called warmth..."
He murmured a few words, returned to the house and went to bed early. Tomorrow, he would have to continue to fight!
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late at night
Changningfang
The sky was pitch black. I don't know when, but a dark cloud drifted in from a distance, hazy, covering the originally bright silver plate with a veil.
The shop was quiet, with no trace of human breath, and no one was taking care of the filth piled randomly on the roadside. You could vaguely smell the smell of pickled food and rotten things mixed with fermentation.
On a relatively clean street, there are more than a dozen houses of the same style. Although they are built with earthen walls and broken tiles, and the exterior is not painted, they look very shabby, but at least they are better than those in Changningfang. In other parts of the city, the dilapidated shacks are much better than the palaces in the slums.
There are several strong men guarding the door of each room. These men are dressed in black and white clothes. They are tall and thick-set, with sinister faces and fierce looks. They do not look like good people.
Only in the deepest part, the largest, widest, and most intact building has an unguarded door.
hiss!
"Ouch, little baby, are you hungry?"
A man covered in black robes threw a few golden mulberry leaves into the bronze cauldron in front of him.
In the bronze tripod, there is a Gu insect the size of a fist.
This Gu insect has a golden body, two wings, as thin as cicada wings, and looks like a golden cicada ornament.
But it is clearly the lower body of a cicada, but its head has the head of a toad, and its two eyes are as lifeless as the eyes of a dead person, which makes people feel panicked.
"This, what's going on..."
Seeing that his little baby had abandoned even his favorite golden mulberry leaves, the man in black was obviously a little anxious. He walked around the room, rummaging through the cabinets on the side. He stretched out his hand under his robe. The two hands, the arms are old and covered with patterns, as if they were made of wax.
Squeak!
The door of the house was opened, and a bald man with only half his face walked in with a scowl on his face. His eyes were fierce and he walked with a windy look. He looked no different from the evil ghost in the underworld.
"Danyangzi, why is the supply of "Fu Shui" so small this time! "
He took the lead and shouted as soon as he came up.
Behind the bald man, there was an elegant-looking middle-aged man with a beard and dressed like a scholar. He gently pulled the bald man's clothes with his hand, hinting him not to speak so rudely.
After all, this Danyangzi is someone sent by the gang leader. Besides, Danyangzi is full of poisonous insects and is not easy to mess with!
"Huh, Jiang Cheng, are you talking to me in this tone?" Danyangzi snorted coldly, turned his back to Jiang Cheng, and didn't look at him seriously.
"you......
"Humph, Danyangzi, no matter what, the "Fu Shui" must be replenished this time. If this matter delays the gang leader's plan, then you will be rewarded! "
Jiang Cheng said angrily, he is a rough man, if you are tough, I will be tougher.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"
Danyangzi smiled grimly, and then he said: "Master Jiang, you don't have to worry about this matter, I can naturally replenish this batch of "Talisman Water"......."
"But you have to think more about yourself......." He changed the subject and continued, "I heard that the newly opened base in Changlefang was pulled out again after only a few days of warming up. Tsk tsk tsk, I heard from the disciples who came back that only a few charred bones of the incense master and disciples there were left...Master Jiang, you are really wise and brave, and you have a good leadership......."
"Danyangzi! !"
Jiang Cheng's face was livid, and he shouted as if he wanted to fight.
"Master, Master!"
Fortunately, the master behind Jiang Cheng quickly pulled him back.
"Humph! "
Jiang Cheng turned his face away and walked away, and the master followed him closely.
"Wait a minute..."
Dan Yangzi said slowly.
"What do you want..."
Bang!
Before Jiang Cheng finished speaking, the strange cicada with a toad head in the bronze tripod jumped to the master's head like a bullet.
Swish!
The steel-like tongue pierced into the master's eye socket, and the white brain flowed out with the rotation of the tongue. The master didn't even scream, and fell to the ground with a "thump".
"Old Sun!
"Dan Yangzi!!"
Jiang Cheng roared, his clothes fluttered extremely, and his body also made a rushing sound like a river, which was the boiling blood.
He was extremely angry. Sun Chengmo was a scholar who had not passed the imperial examination. He was the smartest one among his team and an old man who had followed him for a long time. Now he died in the mouth of an insect and became food. How could he not be angry!
But Jiang Cheng's body did not move. He looked at Danyangzi and several strange-shaped poisonous insects behind him with fear.
Bang!
After using up the "delicacy", the strange cicada with a toad head bounced up from the ground with a bang and returned to the bronze tripod.
"Hahaha, Master Jiang, don't be angry. If my little baby wasn't hungry, how could there be a shortage of "Talisman Water"!
"I have heard that Sun Chengmo is a scholar with a smart mind. He must be a tonic. Master Jiang, don't worry. After this meal, I will give you 30% more "Talisman Water" next time! "
Dan Yangzi smiled sinisterly. He picked up the strange cicada and stroked it gently like a lover.
Then, a white insect egg the size of a grain of rice came out of the strange cicada's toad mouth. This was the raw material for making "Talisman Water".
Seeing this scene, Jiang Cheng's anger disappeared by three points. His mind was not as flexible as Sun Chengmo's, but he was not a fool.
He knew that in the "Gu Shen Cult", Dan Yangzi was indispensable. Moreover, Dan Yangzi's status and strength were stronger than his.
Not to mention, there were even rumors that Dan Yangzi had a connection with the mysterious leader!
Jiang Cheng said nothing more and left with a gloomy face, leaving Dan Yangzi busy working in the house...
The hands of time kept spinning, and life continued as usual.
Han Yi was on duty in the black market as usual, but this week he was on night shift.
The duty of the black market is divided into day and night. Cai Yu and Han Yi are in a group, while Lin Ping is in a group with Wang Dong. They take turns every seven days.
Han Yi sat alone in the duty house. He was the only one in this house.
As usual, he checked some registration books, but inexplicably felt a gust of cold wind blowing, and the more he sat, the colder his spine felt.
Han Yi raised his head and scanned the house vigilantly.
The house is not big, but it is exquisite and reasonable, with everything it should have.
The front part is a front hall that occupies most of the area of the house.
The furnishings are also simple, with a table by the window, a stack of registration books that need to be checked by inner disciples, and a weapon rack on the side of the wall, and a stove, with some sausages, pickles, dry biscuits and other foods that are easy to preserve next to it.
This is equivalent to the office of an inner disciple.
In the middle part, there is a screen that separates the front and back parts of the house.
Han Yi got up, walked around the screen, and walked into the back hall.
There was a small bed and a cabinet in the back hall, on which files were placed in a specific order.
He walked over and flipped through them. The files recorded the recent circulation of goods in the market of the Chiyan Sect.
The files here need to be sent to the internal affairs hall of the sect every once in a while and handed over to them for review.
Han Yi took a casual look and stopped flipping through them.
Then, it was the bed.
The mattress and quilt were neat and clean, and there was a faint fragrance of osmanthus. I think this was because they knew that a new disciple on duty had been replaced, so they specially arranged for the chores to change.
Han Yi came to the bedside, and for some reason, he suddenly had an idea and bent over to look under the bed...
