One pound of meat equals one attribute point

Baihua County, Jiujiang Wharf.

The sky was dim, and an old ship docked on the shore.

"This is Baihua County. I don't know what's so special about it. I actually sent you and my two brothers here to gather information. You are really overqualified." Among the crowd, Zhou Hu was wearing a patched and tattered robe. His hair was messy and his face was dirty. Sewage.

At first glance, it looked unremarkable, no different from the refugees on the surrounding docks.

He stretched out on the wooden steps and heard a crunching sound.

This made me feel much more comfortable.

He jumped down from the stairs with ease and landed firmly on the ground.

"See more, do more, talk less." Yi Yi was wearing a dark yellow mandarin jacket and a black cap on his head. A middle-aged man dressed like a bookkeeper appeared next to Zhou Hu. He had a black mole under his chin, with three black hairs sticking up from the mole.

This man's name is Ding Meng, a companion of Zhou Hu.

Compared with Zhou Hu, who has bright eyes and a free and easy personality. Ding Meng's face was numb, and he seemed to be much calmer.

"I know, I know." Zhou Hu waved his hand, disapproving of his companion's lecture.

The two of them have gone through life and death, carried out many dangerous missions, and have come all the way to the present. From Zhou Hu's point of view, the mission arranged by Yiluan Division to come to Baihua County to spy on intelligence was simply a holiday for the two of them and a trip at public expense, so there was not much tension.

"Now that we have successfully reached our destination, what should we do next?" Zhou Hu asked casually while following the crowd.

Ding Meng's eyes glanced at the various stalls on both sides of the street, "I thought that Jiang'e area was all a barren frontier scene, but I didn't expect that this small border town is prosperous, which is unexpected."

Slowly withdrawing his gaze, Ding Meng said, "Anyway, there are no specific tasks arranged by the above."

"We brothers are probably not the only ones coming to Baihua County. Let's walk around first and see if we find anything new."

"Are there other masters? It seems that the higher-ups attach great importance to this matter. Why?" Zhou Hu asked in surprise.

"I heard that General Yuan Hong gave the order." Ding Meng replied.

"The general is very small-minded and has no tolerance for others. It's not surprising that he issued such an order." Zhou Hu laughed, and the expression on his face became more casual.

Ding Meng shook his head and was about to give a warning when he saw Zhou Hu's eyes were attracted by a group of people surrounding him in the distance.

"That's..." Zhou Hu suddenly said excitedly, "With such a large group of people surrounding them, something is probably going on. Let's go and take a look first."

"Okay." Ding Meng nodded and hurriedly followed.

When they arrived, they realized that they were facing a square square paved with bluestones.

There were shirtless strong men in the square, their bronzed muscles were soaked in oil, their faces were red, their muscles were swollen, and their veins were stretched upward, visible to the naked eye. The sweat on their bodies was evaporated by their body temperature, and white smoke rose in curls.

Even the temperature of the surrounding environment has increased a lot.

Each warrior's body is like a furnace, setting off waves of heat while exercising their skills, rolling in.

"Hiss..." The relaxed and casual expression on Zhou Hu's face suddenly disappeared and was replaced by shock.

"There are so many warriors in this small place that I have never heard of." Zhou Hu was immediately surprised, "And although these warriors are not at a high level, they are all born with strong bodies and extraordinary bones. If enough resources are available for cultivation, the future is limitless.”

"There is also a stone tablet in the square." Ding Meng followed quietly and said with a frown, "Look at what is engraved on it."

Zhou Hu is slightly taller than Ding Meng.

At this time, he stood on tiptoes, looking past the figures in front of him and landing on the stone tablet in the middle of the square.

There are scriptures engraved on the stone tablet, and below the scriptures are the corresponding piles. At the top of the black stone tablet, there is a dragon pattern with clouds and fog rising from its back and two wings on its back. Although there are only a few simple lines, the majesty of the winged dragon is vividly depicted.

Caught off guard, Zhou Hu looked at it at first glance.

The dragon pattern on the stone tablet exploded like a roar, and then flew directly over the river.

This time it was extremely shocking and unprepared. The muscles in Zhou Hu's body tensed up, his pupils contracted, he opened his mouth, and he almost screamed out.

"Snapped!"

A big hand reached out from behind and covered his mouth.

"What happened to you just now? How unbecoming are you making such a fuss!" Ding Meng said displeased.

His emotions fell together, and Zhou Hu felt his heart pounding. Recalling the images he had just seen and felt, he was panting and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but there was a vague feeling of endless aftertaste. Zhou Hu tasted it carefully first, and did not argue with Ding Meng. He just said calmly, "You can tell what is engraved on the stone tablet at a glance."

"But when the time comes, don't be embarrassed like me." Zhou Hu crossed his arms in front of his chest and sneered.

"Haha, you think everyone is just like you, how are you?" Ding Meng said disapprovingly, reaching out and patting Zhou Hu on the shoulder. Zhou Hu squatted down, hugged Ding Meng's legs, gently lifted them up, and then - "This is impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Snapped!

Zhou Hu's little hand shook and he almost threw Ding Meng to the ground.

"Your performance is not as good as mine." Looking at Ding Meng who looked in disbelief, Zhou Hu said speechlessly.

"I know, but——" Ding Meng scratched his head fiercely, and his flushed face slowly calmed down. He clenched one hand into a fist and covered his heart with the other hand. Although he deliberately lowered his voice, Ding Meng's tone was still full of horror, "That is the secret method of Tyrant Dragon, and it is the secret method of Tyrant Dragon Thirteen Phases supplemented by the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams."

"This, this... Thinking back to the beginning of the founding of the country by Taizu, countless manpower and material resources were spent, and every possible means were not able to complete this powerful secret method, which was regarded as a great regret in life. And in the next thousand years, countless outstanding people and geniuses wanted to make progress in this secret method, but they all returned in vain."

"But now, in such a small place, it is just casually engraved on a stone tablet..." Ding Meng danced with joy, and was a little incoherent for a while.

A martial arts secret method is no less than a beauty for a warrior.

Ding Meng's mood now was just like the most beautiful woman in the world standing naked in front of him, surrounded by a group of rough men. Ding Meng's mood was extremely complicated for a while, and even a veteran spy like him could not remain calm.

"Take another look, let me take another look, I will die without regrets in this life!" Ding Meng stood on tiptoe and squeezed into the crowd.

"No, we have to leave quickly!"

A cold wind blew.

Zhou Hu, on the other hand, reacted suddenly. The noise they had just made was not small. At this time, he felt that the eyes of the people around him were vaguely falling on him. As a spy, this situation was already quite dangerous.

Zhao Hu pulled Ding Meng's arm and dragged him away from the crowd regardless of his howling and begging.

Along another inconspicuous path, he hurried forward.

After a while.

Ding Meng finally came to his senses slowly.

"I lost my temper just now. Thank you, Brother Zhou, for reminding me." Ding Meng looked gloomy. He sighed first, and then bowed to Zhou Hu.

"We have known each other for many years, why are you saying these things!" Zhou Hu waved his hand and said generously.

"Wait!" Zhou Hu glanced at it, and then he was stunned. He realized that they had come to a temple without knowing it. Incense was curling, and the walls were high and tiles were big. People were coming and going outside the gate, and it was a lively scene.

"Hasn't Jiang E been fighting with the bald guys in Skull Plain recently? Why is the incense in this temple still so prosperous and not affected at all?" Ding Meng blinked and reacted.

"Let's go in and take a look." Zhou Hu suggested.

"Okay!"

The two entered the temple and followed the pilgrims who came to worship the mountain all the way to the main hall.

The two were surprised to find that the main hall was neither the solemn Buddha and Bodhisattva, nor the angry and majestic Vajra Arhat.

It was a majestic, green-faced, fang-toothed, angry evil god.

The armor-like muscles on his body bulged high, and his eyes glowed red. There were crown-like horns on his head, and a long tail with joints extending inch by inch behind him. He looked like a barbarian king who chose people to devour and conquered the world, and his fierce breath was overwhelming.

Although it was a dead object, the first time the two saw it, they felt a sudden shock in their hearts, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

Zhou Hu and Ding Meng hurriedly lowered their heads, picked up the incense, and kowtowed twice.

Only then did they feel a little better and hurriedly left the main hall.

"Who is enshrined in this main hall?" When they got outside, Zhou Hu reached out and grabbed an old man wearing a straw hat and dressed as a fisherman. He reached out and handed over a piece of silver and asked in a low voice.

The old farmer pushed the silver back to Zhou Hu and laughed, "You two must have come from other places."

"Old man, you have good eyes." Zhou Hu laughed, "We two brothers came from Jiangbeizhou and took refuge here."

"I see." The old man replied, "The one enshrined in the main hall is the local Dusi. There may be no gods or Buddhas in this world, but the Dusi protects the stability of a place, and it really has the magical power to level mountains and seas, and slay demons and monsters."

"I heard that you can worship in this temple."

"With the protection of the Dusi's legal power, even if you walk alone in the mountains at midnight, ghosts and gods will flee."

After that.

The old man in the straw hat waved his hand and left in style, leaving Ding Meng and Zhou Hu with horror.

"Just calling their real names can scare away ghosts and gods. What kind of cultivation is this." Ding Meng became more and more afraid as he thought about it, and in the end his legs were shaking. He stretched out his hand to hold the big red column next to him, and then he barely stood firm, but his face was still pale and very ugly.

"What can an ordinary old man understand?" Zhou Hu said disapprovingly, "Don't scare yourself."

"That being said, there are indeed many unusual things along the way." Ding Meng said in a deep voice.

"For example..."

"First of all, there are no demons here, from the death-level lord to the newly born small fish and shrimp, there is not a single one. It really looks like a demon forbidden area, too clean, it's hard for me to adapt to it."

Ding Meng said, "Then there is the climate here. It's winter, but I can't feel much cold."

"There are also stone tablets, warriors, evil gods worshipped... and an inexplicable charm that makes me feel creepy."

"Look over there..." Ding Meng pointed to the distance.

Zhou Hu looked in the direction of Ding Meng's finger, and saw a nine-story tower standing in the city. Chains were wrapped around the tower, and the sky above was covered with dark clouds. The lead-gray clouds hung low, heavy and dull, turning into a vortex, and from time to time there was a flash of scarlet thunder, and the power of heaven was rolling.

Winter thunder must have evil spirits. But the people around seemed to have gotten used to it and didn't even look at it.

"I checked the information. It used to be the Demon Suppression Tower, and later it was transformed into the office and residence of the local Dusi." Ding Meng said with an inexplicable look, "Now it seems that there is something strange in the Demon Suppression Tower."

"Hiss..." Zhou Hu tightened his clothes, "Now that you said that, I also feel that this place is very evil."

"Why don't we leave first and then make plans." Zhou Hu suggested.

"Okay!" Ding Meng agreed immediately.

They left the temple and returned along the original route. However, as they walked, the two gradually realized that something was wrong.

Huh!

The cold wind blew, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground.

The sky became gloomy at some point, and the streets that were originally crowded with people were left with only two people in an instant.

Even the prosperous shops on both sides of the street had their doors and windows open one by one at this time. But inside, it was empty and dark, like a greedy mouth that was choosing people to eat. Even if the two were slow to react, they knew that the matter had been exposed and they were being targeted.

"Hiss..."

Ding Meng felt a chill on his spine, stopped, and looked back suddenly.

The street behind him was filled with fog, as if it led to an endless distance, but he could vaguely see a locust tree growing diagonally, and its withered branches seemed like a demon with bared fangs and claws.

Ding Meng felt his heart falling and cold. His neck was terribly stiff, and just turning around, such a simple action, seemed to consume all his strength. And when he finally retracted his gaze and looked forward, another chill rushed into his heart.

But he saw a burly figure walking towards him in the shadows.

His body was strong and almost demonic, and his shoulders were as high as the eaves on both sides.

When he got closer, he looked.

This man had white hair, and scars were all over his exposed strong arms.

There was no special expression on his face, but a pair of eyes were emitting a fierce red light.

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