Poverty

Chapter 7 The Boss

"What's wrong with you?!" The servants with knives surrounded him one after another.

A yamen servant reached out and touched his colleague's breath, and said in horror: "He's dead, he's dead!"

There was a sudden silence in the room.

Zhao Wuzhu frowned, how could a living person die like this.

Pfft!
Another yamen servant fell to the ground without a sound.

Zhao Wuzhu felt a burst of cold air rushing from the tailbone to the top of the head.

The lights in the house suddenly became cloudy and uncertain!

In the blink of an eye, several yamen servants who entered the house were right under their noses, and two of them died!
"Captain Zhao, do you think this room is not clean! There are dirty things we can't see?" A yamen servant's voice trembled.

It is said that only monks and Taoists can see those unclean things.

"This place is dangerous, get out first!" Zhao Wuzhu said.

Pfft!
The yamen servant who spoke just now also fell to the ground.

Zhao Wuzhu was furious: "I am the headhunter of Wei Cheng, who is so evil that he murdered the people of the government!"

Qi and blood circulated throughout the body, and the muscles and bones sounded together.

This martial arts master Wei Cheng is going to take the rest of his brothers and leave here first.

The moment Zhao Wuzhu stepped out of the door, he suddenly let out a scream.

The house is gloomy!
It was as if an invisible big hand grabbed Zhao Wuzhu, who was a master of martial arts, directly back into the house!

This is the end.

The lights in the house were turned off, and it was plunged into darkness without any sound!

The entire yard and house fell into a calm and silence again.

but.

Xiangyong, the yamen servant who was guarding the back of the house with a knife, didn't hear anyone.

It seemed that they didn't hear such a big movement before.

Inside and outside the house, it seems to have become two yin and yang worlds!
Complete isolation!

Time passed little by little, and the originally dark room suddenly became brightly lit again.

There was a figure on the window again.

just.

This time the figure moved.

He got up and pushed open the door.

It was Zhao Wuzhu!
The next day!

Li Yanchu's daily life is very regular, apart from practicing Liuyang Saber Technique, he also meditates and breathes.

With the help of the century-old magic medicine, he quickly broke through to the fifth floor of Liuyangjin!
And finally learned a spell yesterday.

Hope!
This is a spell recorded in the "Huang Ting Dao Jing".

Everyone has his own number, and different people have different numbers.

Among them, the spirit of the scholars is extremely brilliant, this is because they recite the classics of the sages.

Like the kind of scholar who has a reputation, you can see his literary spirit and dazzling eyes after several miles.

of course.

The Qi Wang technique can also simply observe the good and bad of people. For example, if the black air is surrounded, it means bad luck, and if it is mixed with red air, it means that there may be a bloody disaster in the near future.

There is not much aura in Li Yanchu's body, which limits the number of times he can use the qi technique.

but.

Having just practiced this spell, Li Yanchu couldn't help but try it out.

He cast the lookout technique, and the world in his eyes suddenly changed.

The Qingyun Temple where I am is surrounded by clear light, and it looks like a place of practice.

His heart moved, and he looked at the Taiping Inn opposite.

Gas numbers are mixed.

One of the radiant luck rose up into the sky, which was so magnificent that Li Yanchu couldn't help being a little surprised.

"Whose aura has such a vision?"

But before he could take a closer look, the aura in his body was exhausted.

Li Yanchu sighed a little.

The speed of practicing this technique is really too slow, when will I be able to practice those miraculous spells in it.

Li Yanchu planned to go to the pharmacy again to see if there were any medicinal materials for refining Guiyuan Pill.

If this goes on, he doesn't even have to think about such spells as the primordial spirit coming out of the body, searching for things, and the five thunders.

For this reason, he once suspected that the Huang Ting Taoist scriptures passed down to him by his master were not considered top-level skills among Taoist skills.

After all, Qingyun Temple has fallen to this point, so it can't be an important branch.

but.

Li Yanchu felt that it was not easy to learn the methods of Taoist cultivation, so how could he be allowed to choose exercises.

The refining of Guiyuan Pill is imminent!

In the past few days, in Wei City, the whole city was under martial law, and the wanted criminal Liang Qi was hunted down.

As a Yamen catcher, Fang Qinglan is also very busy.

but.

She still found Li Yanchu.

"What?! You want me to live in an inn?" Li Yanchu suspected that Fang Qinglan wanted to expand business for the inn.

"That's right, I'm not in the inn these few days, I don't worry about my sister being alone." Fang Qinglan said.

In her opinion, at least Li Yanchu knows some kung fu, and he has also learned the Liuyang sword technique.

Much stronger than ordinary people.

"Does sister Ni know about this?" Li Yanchu asked.

Fang Qinglan's older sister is the glamorous proprietress of the Taiping Inn, with a mature charm in her frequent smiles.

She didn't get along well with Li Yanchu.

"I talked to her before I came here, and she has already agreed." Fang Qinglan said.

"But this matter is a bit inconvenient. After all, I am a man, and your sister is a widow. This..." Li Yanchu felt a little embarrassed.

"Why, you don't want to do me this favor?" Fang Qinglan said.

"Since you have spoken, I am naturally obliged to move in tonight." Li Yanchu changed his words.

Fang Qinglan has a cold temper, but she has a good relationship with Li Yanchu. The proprietress is kind-hearted and broad-minded, and Li Yanchu doesn't want anything to happen to her.

I wanted to discuss the price at first, but recently Li Guanzhu exorcised ghosts and just earned 100 taels of silver.

Li Daochang is too lazy to talk about money at this time.

The corners of Fang Qinglan's mouth curled up into a touching arc, like melting ice and snow.

Her facial features are extremely delicate, and she is already extremely beautiful when she is not smiling, but the moving appearance at this time is something that no one else can see.

that's it.

Li Yanchu temporarily moved to the Taiping Inn.

The beautiful woman proprietress lived in a house with a yard, and she was usually alone.

Li Yanchu was the first man to live in.

"Actually, I'm not afraid. It's that girl Qing Lan who is pestering me and insists on letting you come here. Don't think too much about it." The proprietress raised her delicate chin.

"Yes, yes, I know." Li Yanchu said perfunctorily.

"Hmph!" The proprietress turned her head, not bothering to talk to this irritating guy.

At her age, she has a natural cuteness, which doesn't violate harmony at all.

On the contrary, it adds a bit of charm.

Of course, from Li Yanchu's point of view, the main reason is that the proprietress is pretty and has a good figure.

Otherwise, it would be a bit of a headache to replace it with a mediocre woman.

Sitting in the room, Li Yanchu thought about the plump and mature body of the proprietress.

There was a tinge of fire in my heart.

After all, the two of them just lived in the same yard separated by a wall.

A Taoist priest with red lips and white teeth and a handsome appearance, more like a rich man or a scholar.

A plump, mature and attractive lady boss with fair skin and charming eyes.

Li Yanchu couldn't help feeling a little distracted.

(End of this chapter)