Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

"Since you don't have anything good to go to, why not... let's make a deal?" Fatty Zheng narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively.

"Deal, what kind of deal?" Han Yi looked at him warily. It was a principle he upheld to be courteous for nothing and to commit adultery or theft.

"Brother Yuwen, the magic disaster has occurred and Anyan City has been destroyed. We can no longer stay here and there is no business. Why don't we go together and ask you to escort us to find a safe place."

Fatty Zheng seemed not to notice the vigilance in Han Yi's eyes and continued to speak.

When Han Yi heard this, his eyes became more vigilant. You, Fatty Zheng, are also a Tongmai martial artist after all. Do you still need my protection?

Although he was thinking this, he still asked: "Brother Zheng, don't be ridiculous. With your strength as a martial arts master, isn't it possible to reach everything in this world?"

Judging from the faint aura on Fatty Zheng's body, he was at least a powerful martial artist. This level of strength was already considered among the best in Anyan City.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Fatty Zheng vomited bitterness: "You are full for one person, but the whole family is not hungry..."

He had a bitter look on his face: "But as for me, I have five concubines and a whole bunch of family members who need to be protected. In such a chaotic world, I am powerless!"

"Five-bedroom concubine?!"

Han Yi was speechless. In this apocalyptic disaster, others were selling their sons and daughters, and he could not protect himself.

This Fatty Zheng is good, he still has the leisure to raise a concubine!

He glanced at Fatty Zheng suspiciously, "With your body weighing over a thousand kilograms, what kind of woman can bear the weight?"

"Each of my concubines is as beautiful as a flower, as beautiful as a jade...especially the fifth concubine, Miss Hongye, who was a famous beauty and oiran in Anyan City back then. She appeared in Zuixian Tower. Famous!" Fatty Zheng looked a little unconvinced by Han Yi and quickly provided evidence.

"It's me, Old Zheng, who couldn't bear to see those women who had fallen off their feet fall into the mortal world, so I spent a lot of money to redeem their bodies. It's me, Old Zheng, who still thought of taking them with me when the disaster was approaching... ..Tsk, tsk, tsk, take a look, where in the world can there be someone as good as me? Just like this, they are still not satisfied and want this every day..."

He squeezed the fat and wiped the non-existent tears.

Han Yi's suspicious eyes turned into contempt, and at the same time he also secretly admired him.

Some people have such abilities, even if they look ugly, they can still live a happy life.

"Okay, Fatty Zheng, stop joking and tell me your specific plan." Han Yi's voice was calm.

"At this time, the demons in Anyan City are causing chaos and the people are in dire straits... It is no longer a place to live for a long time..." Fatty Zheng looked solemn and talked with a certain momentum, "If The most stable place is none other than Pingzhou Fucheng. Not only are there several powerful forces there, but they are also guarded by Pingzhou troops. It has been peaceful for hundreds of years! "

"Pingzhou Fucheng?" Han Yi thought. Anyan City is just a small city on the edge of Pingzhou. Fucheng is the core area of ​​Pingzhou. Its prosperity and peace are definitely far greater than Anyan City. It sounds like a good suggestion.

Fatty Zheng's escape plan sounds quite reliable.

"As for me, Lao Zheng, although I am not a local leader in Pingzhou City, I still have some channels. With the strength of your martial arts master, it is more than enough to arrange a guard position!"

Fatty Zheng slapped his huge chest, making a loud bang.

"Sounds good." Han Yi said calmly, "But, what exactly do you need me to do?"

Anyan City is thousands of miles away from Pingzhou Prefecture. He needs to pass through several dangerous places and monster lairs along the way. In addition, his journey is unfamiliar... If someone takes care of him, it will indeed be more secure.

"It's very simple!" Fatty Zheng laughed and changed the topic, "Brother Yuwen, I believe you can also guess that I am not alone. This place is just a stronghold set up by my power... ..."

"Yes, I have a guess." Han Yi nodded lightly. He had already guessed this.

How could Fatty Zheng support the business of such a huge store by himself?

"You can put this matter aside for now and think about it in the long run...and what you did is very simple..." Fatty Zheng narrowed his eyes, stood up and closed the door with a bang: "That is, while we are on the road, we will help protect and transport the monster meat resources!"

"Monster meat?" Han Yi looked at the empty room, except for the yellow grease on the chopping board and the remaining fat dregs under the table. "With this little thing, do you still need a special escort?"

"Hahahaha!!!" Fatty Zheng laughed suddenly, rolled to the corner of the room, and lifted up a wooden floor, "Brother Yuwen, you don't think that businessmen like us will reveal all their cards, do you?"

boom! ! !

A large piece of wood was suddenly lifted by him.

Under the secret compartment on the ground floor of the house, there is a room about the same size as the upper floor.

The underground room was surrounded by huge ice cubes cut into rectangular cubes, with wisps of cold mist. On the ice cubes, pieces were divided and cut, and high-quality monster meat was piled on top.

"So much?!" Although he had already guessed that Fatty Zheng was definitely not working alone behind the scenes, Han Yi still felt shocked as the monster meat resources, which were of great benefit to martial artists, were placed in front of him like a hill.

If so, these resources are all used by me alone...

An idea flashed through his mind.

"The victims outside are all hungry now. If I, Old Zheng, weren't afraid of arousing covetousness, I would have made a fortune by showing it off!"

Fatty Zheng said as if there was no one around, as if he didn't care.

However, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he narrowed his eyes, leaving only a gap squeezed by the surrounding fat.

But from the gap, there was a dangerous light staring at Han Yi.

If the demon disaster hadn't happened too quickly, he wouldn't have been so passive and had to find outsiders to accompany him and escort him all the way.

And the threats he faces are far more than that. Now these resources are like pieces of meat dripping with fat and fragrant, and the eyes of countless hungry wolves turn green due to the smell.

If it weren't for the fear of the forces behind him and his own strength, his bones and fur would have been torn apart long ago.

Therefore, he was anxious to find another martial artist, bring supplies, and move the position.

And Han Yi was not the first candidate to be chosen by him.

However, everyone else got greedy and was slapped to death by him and thrown into the ice cellar!

Fatty Zheng can prosper in the market and has five concubines to support, so he must be quite capable!

In addition, the martial arts masters he selected were all individual martial arts masters who were slightly weaker than him and had little background...

So if the transaction fails...

The atmosphere in the hut was cold and cold, as if the cold air from the ice cellar was rising in.

"Okay, I'll accept this deal!" Suddenly, Han Yi smiled, "However, the content of the deal has changed, and I have to add conditions."

He still suppressed the greed in his heart. There was no need. His main way of practice was to add points through the system. Now that he had plenty of points, what he lacked was skills and a future path.

There is no need to become enemies for this little resource. It is better to make friends with Fatty Zheng and see if we can find the next direction of martial arts.

Although most of the injuries on his body have recovered, some stubborn diseases still exist. The damaged small meridians deep in the body have been difficult to heal, and there is even a faint burning sensation from time to time.

He needed to go outside and see if he could find healing items such as medicine.

Therefore, he can no longer stay in Anyan City. Even if he spends his whole life here, it will be difficult to get what he wants. And when he goes out, he is not familiar with the people and the roads outside. He also needs an experienced person like Fatty Zheng. guide.

"Say!" Fatty Zheng's face became more relaxed. As long as everything goes well, it's easy to say anything.

"There will definitely be many dangers along the way. If there are dangers that cannot be solved, I will protect myself first."

"Can!"

Han Yi was not really one of Fatty Zheng's friends, and it was impossible for him to really fight for his life. It was understandable that he would consider his options first when there was danger.

"All food expenses and battle losses need to be provided by you. I am only responsible for taking action when it is time to take action."

"Can!"

These things are what Fatty Zheng should do.

"Also, I need monster meat to practice, so..."

Han Yi didn't finish what he said, but the meaning was obvious.

"Can!"

Fatty Zheng gritted his teeth and sat back. These meats were his treasures. If a piece of meat was missing, he would earn less money, just like cutting out a piece of meat from the body.

But thinking that if he didn't set off as soon as possible, I'm afraid there wouldn't be any left... He still cruelly agreed.

"Then let's do it." Han Yi accepted it as soon as it was good and did not mention any additional conditions.

If you go too far, you may have a falling out.

"Okay, let's meet by the river in three days!"

Fatty Zheng clapped his hands heavily.

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...

Yingjiabao looked particularly dim and quiet under the setting sun.

On the bank of the river, a dead tree spread its teeth and claws, and was charred black, as if it had been struck by lightning or had a fire.

A few crows sat on the branches of the tree, combing their black feathers, and making strange croaking calls from time to time.

A tall figure covered in black clothes was half leaning on a tree, eyes closed and concentrating.

"This Fatty Zheng, why aren't you here yet?"

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, frowned and looked into the distance: "This damn fat guy won't miss the date..."

It was none other than Han Yi.

Three days passed like water, and it flew by in the blink of an eye.

However, in just three days, the situation in the market seemed to be getting worse.

The black mist in Anyan City is still slowly expanding outwards. Although it is still quite far away from the location of Yingjiabao... but if it continues to expand at this rate, the scope of the demonic disaster will spread to the market. That's a matter of time.

A steady stream of refugees came from Anyan City, and in the market, many people collected food and prepared to flee elsewhere.

But the strange thing is that as there are more people, the price of food has strangely stabilized and has not increased.

It’s not that no one wants to take this opportunity to maliciously hoard food and make a fortune...

However, a force called the Demon Slayer Society appeared inexplicably in the market, fully armed with elite soldiers to maintain order.

Not only has food prices stabilized, but the order in the market has also become much calmer.

Of course, as a martial artist, Han Yi knew the inside story of the Demon Slayer Association just by asking around.

Wang Youfang and Aoyang, who had gone out to suppress Yin Gu before, brought a large number of troops and stationed in Yingjiabao.

Then they changed their slogan to slay demons and recover Anyan!

"I hope they can succeed..."

Han Yi looked at Yingjiabao, where black and red flags fluttered in the wind.

Although he was not optimistic that Aoyang and his men could solve the demon disaster, he still gave them his blessing.

Rumbling...

Just thinking about this, in the distance, there was a sound of wheels rolling slowly, the ground was uneven, and the heavy carriages made a dull or muffled sound on the ground.

The sound came from far away, and after about half a cup of tea, a group of people appeared in front of Han Yi.

It was a team of dozens of people, surrounded by a number of carriages.

The curtain of the carriage in front opened, revealing the mountain-like figure of Fatty Zheng: "Brother Yuwen... Sorry for the long wait, get on the carriage, we'll set off quickly."

Han Yi looked at the last carriage in the team, and a groom lifted the curtain and invited him in.

In the other carriages, you can vaguely see some female servants and maids inside, and even a few curtains were opened a crack, and there were women secretly observing the great master who was going to protect the caravan.

'This Fatty Zheng, does he really have five concubines? '

Han Yi was a little speechless. He originally thought that Zheng Xiangui was just making up an excuse, but now it seems that I am the clown?

In this world where people are in danger every day and have no food to eat, Fatty Zheng can keep five concubines fat and white, and even the horses pulling the carriage are tall and big, with shiny hair...

Really, comparing people is really annoying...

He shook his head, stopped thinking about it, and bent down to get into the carriage.

The convoy slowly moved together, with dozens of servants and guards surrounding the carriage, driving away.

In the carriage, Han Yi also opened the curtains and looked back.

In the distance, even at such a distance, he could see the black fog that covered the sky and blocked the sun, isolating the world, like the most discordant black tumor on the ground, shocking.

He seemed to be able to hear the screams and grief of innocent people dying and being injured in the black fog.

He seemed to be able to smell the stench of large areas of thick blood.

Unconsciously, he clenched his fists.

"I can't be so weak anymore. After arriving in the city and finding the right road, I have to become stronger, and become stronger quickly!"

He secretly made up his mind. In the absence of a clue for a while, listening to Zheng Xiangui's suggestion, going to the city might also be a good suggestion.