I can't be a demon

Section 24

The ghost market can exist for a long time in the Tang Dynasty, perhaps because of its strange and neutral rules.

Crack, crack.

Bloody Mouth had saliva dripping, and his tongue licked his lips.

All the ghosts were motionless, with unbelievable fear in their eyes, realizing that Shen Lian was definitely a big demon in disguise.

How could a group of little ghosts with decades of practice compete with them.

After seeing that the ghost was not threatening, Bloody Mouth turned into black gas again and drilled into the bone blade, but licked the edge of the blade with a little reluctance.

It was not a nine-eared demon, and five hundred years of practice was not enough in the ghost market.

And...

Bloody Mouth could vaguely feel that the crow who called himself myna seemed to be near the ghost market and did not stay at home honestly.

"The harvest is already good, let's return to the pawnshop as soon as possible."

Shen Lian nodded secretly. The three martial arts were enough to digest, and the subsequent fist and palm skills were not considered.

In fact, it is not that there are no other horizontal training and pile methods, but the secret book itself is incomplete.

Whether it can be completed is an unknown.

It is useless if it cannot be recognized by the professional panel. Even if it is only one or two pages missing, Shen Lian is too lazy to delve into the missing content.

With this free time, it is better to take a nap.

"After figuring out the synthesis function, consider returning to the ghost market."

Shen Lian did not intend to stay any longer. After scanning the surroundings with his peripheral vision, he deliberately avoided the sight of other warriors and went to the entrance and exit of the ghost market.

The money-saving ghosts breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the big demon had signs of leaving.

There was no longer the original idea of eating him alive.

"Huh?"

Shen Lian accidentally glanced at the stalls selling medicinal materials beside the path, and his greed was aroused again.

He couldn't help but ask, "How much is the price?"

The stall owner trembled.

Shen Lian leaned over, and the faint blood and qi were reflected in the eyes of the money-saving ghost.

The money-saving ghost looked dazed.

Judging from the surface, Shen Lian did not have the shadow of a demon or a ghost, but the horror he showed before did not need to prove too much.

Is it the big demon's problem? No, it's obviously because they are too shallow.

The stall owner asked cautiously: "How much do you say?"

Shen Lian looked at the stall. The remaining medicinal materials were generally 20 to 30 years old. The older medicinal materials had been bought before the market opened.

It is estimated that some of the raw materials of the big medicines in the medicine shop in Yanliang Town come from the ghost market.

What Shen Lian is interested in is not the medicinal materials, but the martial arts experience contained in them.

"If you are in a hurry to sell, just give me all ten taels of silver."

Shen Lian quoted a low price, but the stall owner agreed without thinking.

For the money-saving ghost, if it were not for the rules of the ghost market that a transaction must be made, it would be fine even if it was given to Shen Lian for free.

Shen Lian picked up a medicinal herb.

The money-saving ghost did not dare to take back the resentment that entangled the medicinal herb. It was obvious with his toes that the big demon would not be interested in ordinary medicinal herbs.

As expected, he quickly lost control of the resentment.

The money-saving ghost could not help but groan, watching the resentment surrounding Shen Lian and then pouring into the mouth and nose of the big demon.

Shen Lian smacked his lips, as if he was savoring the fragrance of the resentment.

"Not bad."

Shen Lian nodded secretly, and after confirming that the medicinal materials had no side effects, he stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them, and immediately the career panel showed a prompt.

[Take 13-year-old bitter yellow grass, warrior experience +0.5%]

Shen Lian was very satisfied.

Although the experience of a single herb is average, it is better in quantity. Ten taels of silver are packed with 23 plants, which can advance the progress of the warrior profession to 90%, and promotion is just around the corner.

"Let's go."

Shen Lian did not hesitate any more and sank into the darkness along the path.

After leaving Lantian Street and returning to the depressing atmosphere of the South City District, he first noticed that there were many footsteps moving in secret.

"Haha, waiting for the rabbit, right?"

Shen Lian sneered. No matter how cheap the items in the ghost market are, they still cost money. There is no pleasure in robbing directly.

He quietly entered the alley, took off his raincoat and hat, and threw them into the ditch at the corner of the street. Then he took off the iron shirt he had been wearing to make his muscles less tense.

He would look thinner and try to eliminate the traces of going in and out of the ghost market.

Shen Lian shuttled skillfully in the southern city area, and the routes were all planned in advance.

Although he didn't know Qinggong, the perfect wave-chasing pile could make his strength continuous, and he would take out a few herbs from time to time to replenish his physical strength.

It took a moment to successfully get rid of most of the eyes.

"How can I continue to deal with it? Find a few soft persimmons to try my hand."

Shen Lian's eyes flashed a trace of cruelty. Since he started practicing martial arts, let alone killing people, he hasn't even fought a fight.

"Martial arts is a killing technique. How can you punch hard without getting blood on it?"

Shen Lian didn't hesitate. After making sure that no martial artists were following him, he deliberately came to the cold and damp remote corner of the street, accumulating strength without releasing it.

He grabbed the remaining herbs and stuffed them into his mouth without hesitation.

[Warrior reaches 90.2%, martial arts points +1]

Shen Lian glanced at the occupation panel. He already had 11 points. After the warrior is promoted, he can get 11 more points. I wonder if it is enough for synthesis.

"Hoo hoo..."

Heavy panting sounds came.

There was a strong man on each side of the alley, and they stared at Shen Lian with red faces.

"You are really good at running, don't think you are the only one who knows a few roads in Nancheng District..."

The two men came from the gang in Nancheng District, but their cultivation of skin and flesh is extremely superficial.

Come to think of it, there are only a few warriors in the gang, all of whom are high-ranking hall masters, and it is impossible for them to do dirty work.

Shen Lian was too lazy to listen to them and kicked out a stone with his right foot.

"How many dishes are there? Are you drunk?"

While one person raised his hand to resist, Shen Lian was already rushing towards the other person, using such force that the green bricks on the ground shattered piece by piece.

The man looked shocked and didn't understand why Shen Lian chose to fight one against two.

Shen Lian came within half a meter of the strong man. The iron cloth shirt made the muscles on his back bulge, giving some strength to his arms.

The fist appeared on the strong man's forehead, Shen Lian's eyes were cold.

There were drops of cold sweat.

"Tide accumulation."

Shen Lian's index finger flicked on the cold sweat, and the energy accumulated by Zhu Langjin poured into it, turning ordinary sweat into a murderous weapon.

puff.

Sweat penetrated the strong man's head, and the brain matter splashed out for three to four meters.

The other strong man was so frightened that he saw Shen Lian's fist enlarging, and then his consciousness fell into eternal silence.

Bang.

The torn head exploded like a watermelon.

Melon pulp is everywhere.

"That's it?"

Shen Lian waved his hands, his expression showing a little contentment.

At this moment.

A large number of prompts appear on the career panel.

[Blue and white porcelain vase successfully identified, nine-ear court experience +0.01%]

[The identification of the fine iron saber is successful, the nine-ear court experience +0.01%]