Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

In the early morning, Ping'an Town is bathed in sunshine.

There were more and more pedestrians on the street.

Old Wang Baozi Shop was steaming with steaming white air, and the smell of the steamed buns was so fragrant that it could be smelled halfway across the street.

There was also a long queue in front of the Baijie Tofu Workshop next door. Old men, strong men, and young people came out of the tofu workshop in an orderly manner, with tofu in their hands and satisfaction written on their faces.

After a night of hard work, the girl in Zuichunlou finished her work. With exhaustion and aches all over her body, she was immersed in sweet dreams.

There, they all married an honest man, had husbands and children, and lived happily ever after.

...

Half a month has passed since the big event.

Ping'an Town seems to have long been used to seeing such storms, and everyone's memory is very short, and soon the fear of that day was regarded as a talk after dinner.

Gradually, I got tired of talking and didn't even bother to mention it.

Yu Yaosi, has been rebuilt, and after getting rid of the crisis of the red-eyed boy, the catastrophe is over.

As for what happened that night, Wang Xuanzhi did not mention a word.

But everyone knew in their hearts that [No. 0] shot again, and apart from this mysterious master, he didn't think about it at all.

He seems to have become the Yu Yaosi, the patron saint of Ping An Town.

Wang Xuanzhi didn't say it, because he was a dignified minister and needed face.

Everyone did not mention it, but silently remembered this kindness in my heart.

Qianfan glanced over, and everything returned to calm.

Wang Qingwan was still cold, sometimes standing by the lake, thinking about the past.

In the corner, Zhao Guangming just watched from a distance. Occasionally, the two of them met face-to-face, and one looked at each other, which could make him unable to sleep for two days and two nights.

Zhao Guangming's family also successfully obtained a "cemetery loan" as wished, bought an "affordable grave" for their ancestors, and moved all the five generations of their ancestors into it, begging for a change in feng shui and luck for the younger generation.

Wang Xiaoyi has returned to the Yuyao Division, and his energy is getting stronger. It seems that in a short time, the foundation of the hundred-day foundation will be completed. .

Gu Xiangling still has correspondence with Lin Liuli, and still has no heart for the man he pursues around him.

Zhang Beixuan worked harder and harder. The successive changes made him feel that he was weak and did not have enough strength. In the face of a powerful enemy, he could not even escape.

This Master Du Wei, who had studied in Taiji Academy, began a hellish self-cultivation.

As for Chen Qinggang, every time he was attacked, he was the first to be injured.

The No. 73 bookstore was closed, and Uncle Qin did not know where he went.

When he was about to leave, he came to say goodbye to Zhou Dao, only saying that he would come back after a while.

Zhou Dao tacitly did not ask questions. He always felt that Uncle Qin was not an ordinary uncle.

Otherwise, how would you know someone like Li Zangfeng.

Even so, so what?

In Zhou Dao's eyes, the concierge Uncle Qin will always be the owner of the No. 73 Book Club.

"Xiao Zhou, this [medicine bag] is in short supply and can be sold for a good price."

Yuan Lao played with the black wooden box in his hand and grinned.

In fact, this is a kind of monster called a medicine bag, which is made of a strange fungus monster.

According to the "Working Manual of Yuyao Division",

In Huaxi Town, there was a wealthy businessman whose family was in trouble. The wealthy owner wanted to sell this old ancestral object to fill the shortfall.

In the dead of night, the rich man, alone, rudely opened the lock on the wooden box, trying to open it to see what treasure was inside.

That night, the rich man suffered an accident and suffered from a strange disease. His eyes shrank, his tongue began to degenerate, his ears gradually fell off, and his nose bone collapsed quickly, and he soon became a monster.

No one knew what he saw, and no one saw the square wooden box again.

The so-called medicine pouches are shaped like a wooden box, but their texture is like a meat pouch. They can feed on diseases and cannot be owned by human beings.

In ancient times, some pharmacists who were proficient in alchemy would carry this kind of magic treasure by their side, which could trap incurable diseases that could not be cured.

Once the medicine bag is locked, it cannot be opened, otherwise it will be ominous.

"Old Yuan, this is not a good thing." Zhou Dao glanced at it and said lightly.

Many wealthy and wealthy families have someone in their family who has a strange disease, and the medicine is ineffective, or the effect is too slow, so they like to take shortcuts, find a medicine bag, and eat the disease.

"The rich man's concubine didn't know what kind of strange disease she had, and she actually developed a man's dick. How can an ordinary doctor be cured?" Yuan Lao shook his head.

The buyer is also a lover. The concubine is suffering from this strange disease, but she never leaves her. She also spends a lot of money to buy Yaozhen to relieve her pain and restore her daughter's body.

"Is this provoking a monster!" Zhou Dao said solemnly.

Contrary to common sense, that is, a demon.

Obviously, this is not an ordinary disease.

"We open the door to do business, how can we manage so much?" Yuan Lao shook his head.

The world is chaotic and strange, if you really want to control it, who can control it?

"People don't get together with demons, and dragons don't live with snakes. After using this kind of medicine, I'm afraid..."

At this point, Zhou Dao's voice stopped abruptly.

There is a disadvantage of using the medicine bag. Although it can eat the disease, it will shorten the lifespan.

According to the "Working Manual of Yu Yaosi", all diseases in the world have their roots and are connected to a person's life expectancy.

Although the medicine bag can eat any disease, it will also overdraw the lifespan.

"I said everything I should say, and I said everything I shouldn't say..." Yuan Lao shook his head.

The buyer's concubine is also infatuated. Even if she only lives for a few years, she hopes to be able to stay with the rich man for a period of love as a normal daughter.

In this way, even if you die, you will rest your eyes.

"Born in this world, all have obsessions." Zhou Dao murmured softly, and felt more and more that the leader's words on that day were quite reasonable.

Whether it is a human or a demon, there is no escape from obsession.

"Let's go." Zhou Dao picked up the big bag on the ground and walked out, which contained his reward.

"If you have something good, remember to send it to me." Yuan Lao said casually.

These days, Zhou Dao did bring a lot of Yaozhen over to buy it.

In fact ~www.readwn.com~ is because the Yuyao Division was destroyed, and almost all the monsters imprisoned in the lock demon prison died.

In the ruins, most of the corpses of these monsters have been incomplete. Although they cannot be sacrificed, they can be made into monsters and sold on the black market, and they can also make a lot of money.

Up to now, Zhou Dao has sacrificed a lot of monsters.

At this speed, within half a year, it seems not impossible to meet Li Zangfeng's requirements and touch the threshold of the Nine Transformations of the Refinement Realm.

Today, Zhou Dao takes a break, and has been staying at home, meditating and practising, digesting the treasures that have been sacrificed in recent days.

Before I knew it, it was late at night.

The full moon fell in the west, and it was the fifth watch.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the house, and they stopped fifty steps in front of the door.

"Wang Xuanzhi, come to visit!!!"

A low but respectful voice came from outside the door.