Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 95
"Why did you find me?"

The cold voice echoed in the clinic, but if you listen carefully, you can still hear the slight tremor in the voice.

Crow Duoduo resisted the restlessness in her heart and tried her best to maintain a calm face.

I am neither a talented follower, on the contrary, I am an ordinary person who can't break the lock and promote the order.

Why did this group of so-called Jinyiwei revivalists come to their door specifically to recruit themselves?

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Could it be that the identities of the old man and me have been leaked?
Thinking of this, Crow Duoduo couldn't help trembling, and subconsciously frowned.

To be able to open a clinic in Ghost Street, Ji'e District, and manage a good business of "seeing a doctor and asking for medicine", it is not enough to rely on superb medical skills or good news.

It is necessary to go through the ups and downs on the ground and learn how to deal with the three religions and nine streams, officials, merchants, soldiers and bandits.

Although Crow Duoduo has learned a lot from her grandfather, her shallow city skills are like a joke in Fatty's eyes.

The fat man's soybean-sized eyes shot out a deep light, and he could clearly see the girl's mind with just one glance.

"The secrets you hide carefully are sometimes just information that others can easily look up. There are some things that Jin Yiwei just doesn't want to care about, and it's not that they don't know."

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The sudden roaring heartbeat was as heavy as a drum.

The girl's face was as pale as paper, and she tightly grasped the handle of the knife with her five fingers, but she still felt that the naginata was about to slip from her hand.

"When sparks gather, they can start a prairie fire. Reviving the imperial power is like crossing a great pass, and the more help you have, the faster you can go. But the most difficult thing to guess in this world is people's hearts. If someone leaks a secret, many colleagues will die tragically immediately."

"So for us, the character of the members is far more important than the ability and identity. Only those who are at odds with the three religions, we will choose to recruit."

The fat man raised his finger and pointed at the girl, "The blood and deep hatred you carry on your body is the real reason why we contacted you."

"And in the revival sect, you are not the only orphan of the sect. There are many people with the same background as you are fighting with us."

The fat man flicked his fingers, projections shot out from his fingertips, and faces slid across them.

Although they were all strangers who had never met, the girl felt a sense of intimacy inexplicably.

"Back then, Jin Yiwei did not participate in the rectification of the martial arts sequence of various families, and even gave a tile to cover many people at the last moment. This is not a great secret. You can know the truth by just asking around in Ghost Street. You can't deceive people."

"You have blood and deep revenge to avenge, and our ideal of revitalizing the imperial power leads to the same goal. Even if we can't be regarded as the same way, we can be regarded as colleagues."

The girl's thin body swayed slightly, like a flat boat seeking a way out in a stormy sea.

For a while, I fell into deep confusion and choice.

It seems that I have not talked in vain for so many years, Master Dao, and my skills have become more and more proficient.

Fatty felt complacent in his heart, and his voice became more powerful and deafening.

"Displaced and surviving, have you not lived enough of this kind of life? If I were you, when there is personal revenge in front of me, I will definitely not give up."

A word fell to the ground, like the sky shining through the rain clouds.

The storm is stable and the direction is clear.

With a clang, the naginata was inserted back into the scabbard behind the skirt.

The confusion on the girl's face faded away, and the thin lips were filled with blood, which was bright red.

Bloodiness is never exclusive to men.

"What do revivalists need from me?"

The fat man grinned, shook his head and said, "I don't need anything at the moment. I just need you to break the lock and promotion sequence as soon as possible and wait for the opportunity."

Crow Duoduo pursed her lips tightly, a trace of misery flashed in her eyes, "My genes can't be sequenced."

"The inability to do it by ordinary means does not mean that the revivalists cannot do it."

Seeing the girl's suddenly bright eyes, the fat man smiled confidently, "Since you are willing to join us, I will find you a matching gene sequence as soon as possible."

"What you have to do is to complete the promotion as soon as possible. The recommendation is imminent. This time, we will first practice with the Confucian sects in Chengdu."

The girl nodded heavily, "I understand."

The fat man smiled heartily when he saw this, thinking in his heart that the names of these rebellious parties are still really useful, they can not only confuse people's hearts, but also have someone to take the blame if something goes wrong.

No wonder the Mo family likes to throw the blame on Tianzhihui whenever they encounter troublesome lawsuits.

As for finding the sequence that can fit the crow blossoming gene, it is just a trivial matter for me.

There are many warriors of other sequences stored in his own cave alone, and he can search their memories casually, and he can find out many promotion methods of sequence nine.

If this girl's genes are really rotten to the point of hopelessness, it's a big deal to order a set of spiritual roots for her with some blood, and let her follow the Taoist sequence.

This kind of bereaved dog with a broken family, as long as she is given a chance to gain strength to take revenge, what can't she do?

Paying a small price can be exchanged for the legacy of Chuwumen back then. This business is a big profit no matter what.

Besides, with this eye inserted beside Li Jun, it will be even more difficult for this Dao fruit to escape from his palm.

When that martial artist is forced to a dead end and chooses to break the seven, it is the moment when he transplants the Taoist spirit and becomes a flesh and blood sword fairy.

Flesh and weak?But it is impossible to ask for it.

When I have that single-husband physique that is stronger than a mechanical body, who else in the younger generation of Qingcheng Group can compete with me?
Thinking of this, Fatty couldn't help but sigh in his heart that he has a deep relationship with Taoism.

If it hadn't been for the out-of-sequence old man pretending to be comatose to let himself see his flaws, and deliberately checked their roots, he would have almost let this piece of fat slip away from his mouth.

At this moment, the two who had been silent for a long time were a little embarrassed. The fat man shook off the distracting thoughts in his mind and showed a gentle smile.

"If you still have the energy, then pay attention to the wind and grass on the ground of Ghost Street. If there is anything unusual, you can contact me at any time."

He took out a thumb-sized communication device and threw it to Crow Duoduo, before leaving the door, he turned his head and smiled and said, "By the way, my name is Lu Dongbin, and I have the same name and surname as the sword fairy in Journey to the East."

"This is the unpredictability of this life. I don't want to be reunited in the present. Looking back, the prosperity is like a dream, and the rest of my life will pay for Jingtao."

The old man bent his shoulders, hummed a little song, and walked into the alley with square steps.

"Hey, the old crow actually crows one day. It seems that this visit has made a lot of money."

After the previous farce, the business in the alleyway was much quieter than before, and a familiar stall owner was idle, looking at Wu Yahua and jokingly said.

"You can't laugh if you don't make money,"

Wu Yahua rolled her eyes, "You're just putting on a bad face every day, scaring away all the guests in our alley."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his fingers and pointed, as if scolding his ineffective juniors.

This behavior naturally attracted a lot of scolding, Wu Yahua only responded with a staring look, and walked towards the heavy metal gate deep in the alley.

As soon as the old man entered the door, he saw a thin figure huddled in the corner, with his arms around his knees, and he buried his head deeply in his embrace.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the girl slowly raised her head and tried to twitch the corners of her mouth, but found that no matter what, she couldn't show a smile.

"Old man, Jin Yiwei is following me."

(End of this chapter)