Poison Demon Immortal

Chapter 42

After about three days.

Chunmei lying on the bed slowly opened her eyes.

Chunmei sat up from the bed, feeling slightly numb.

It took her a while to realize that her clothes were unbuttoned...

Chunmei covered her body with a smile on her face.

With joy in her arms, Chunmei put on her clothes and got out of bed.

Outside the small building.

There was a strange whistling sound.

Chunmei stood on the window and looked down.

I was surprised to see that the dilapidated construction site had been completed.

The young master Jiuji held a flying knife, stood on the neatly laid planks, and threw the flying knife forward.

In front of the young master, there is a wooden baffle with a height of four to five meters and a width of about seven or eight meters.

The baffle was directly spliced ​​with the door panels, and the baffle was inserted into the basement floor.

There are two masons on the basement floor, and one mason throws colored grass balls high above his head.

I saw the fist-sized grass ball rushing out of the ground.

Master Jiuji, who closed his eyes, listened to the voice to identify his position, and threw the throwing knife in his hand with a flick of his hand.

"Ah!" Chunmei exclaimed, covering her mouth with her hand.

Master Jiuji is really too strong. Although he is blind, he can distinguish the position by listening to the sound, and hit the moving colored ball with a flying knife.

It turned out that Master Jiuji turned out to be such a powerful master.

The Daqian Dynasty respected martial arts, and strong martial arts were more attractive to women than wealth.

Thinking that the man who occupied her body last night turned out to be such an expert, Chunmei couldn't help but be filled with joy...

clang!
The flying knife was full of strength, and after hitting the moving grass ball accurately, it hit the wooden board together with the grass ball.

After the grass ball and the flying knife were blocked by the wooden plank, another worker bent down to pick up the grass ball and the flying knife.

The grass ball was thrown into the air again, and the throwing knife was put into the basket.

A well-dressed girl with a ponytail and a military uniform was holding a short knife and was practicing knife skills beside her.

The girl came and went with a few tricks, and every knife could bring out the sound of wind howling, which seemed full of power.

That is Xiao Cui.

Master Jiuji's personal maid.

After about a stick of incense, Master Jiuji was still as vigorous as a tiger, but the two workers were already exhausted.

Under Xiaocui's call, two new workers entered the depression, repeating the work of the two workers just now, picking up and throwing balls...

After another incense stick, Xiaocui changed another group of masonry.

And Master Jiuji was still throwing the throwing knife, the speed was not slow at all, the aim of the throwing knife was also very high, he could distinguish the position by listening to the sound, and he hit nine out of ten shots.

There are a total of three waves of workers in rotation...

Master Jiuji's flying knives didn't stop at all, and the flying knives and sweat swayed together.

Chunmei watched on the window sill for a long time, and for a while she became obsessed with it.

It was noon soon.

The six workers were almost exhausted, so Xiaocui paid them wages.

10 Wen per person.

The wages of maogong are settled daily. They work in various households and do not receive monthly payment. They can rest for three days after working for one day.

After sending the six workers away...

Xiao Cui pointed to the window sill and said, "Master...she's awake."

Jiuji was wearing a coat and walking towards the attic with a blind stick in his hand. Chunmei naturally didn't dare to wait for Jiuji to come up to see her, so she hurried downstairs.

"Master Jiuji..." There was a hint of shyness in Chunmei's tone.

"Is there any discomfort on your body?" After meeting, Jiuji asked with concern immediately.

"Returning to the young master, Chunmei is not uncomfortable at all."

"No... no."

"Is there any tenderness or tingling in your body?"

"nor."

"Then are you hungry?" Jiuji asked solemnly again.

"Okay...it seems a little hungry, but not too hungry, don't you want to eat now?" Chunmei replied with a strange face.

"I see, let's go eat." Jiuji said with a wave of his hand.

"Master, is there anything else you need?" Chunmei asked carefully.

"It's all right." Jiuji turned and left with his blind stick on, followed by Xiaocui in a capable martial uniform.

Seeing the figures of the two going away, Chunmei stomped her feet fiercely with an angry look on her face.

The servant girl Chunmei slept for three full days before waking up from the state of suspended animation. After waking up, she was in good health, and she didn't even feel that she had slept for three days.

This shows that after taking the Feign Death Pill, a person's body functions will go into hibernation, and even food may not be needed.

And those bugs haven't woken up yet, and they feel like they're dead.

Although Gu is also an insect, it is a demon insect that can become a demon and can live with humans. If Jiuji's calculation is correct, the Gu master should be able to enter the feigned death state at the same time after taking the fake death pill, but this is just speculation. It is best to find A Gu Master came to try it.

After lunch...

Jiuji rested for a while, and then came to the training ground to practice throwing knives again.

This time the Zhang family invited six new workers.

Throwing grass balls and picking up flying knives is really tiring. Even if six workers take turns to rest, they can't work for a whole day.

The poor and the rich.

If you want to practice martial arts, you don't have to spend money.

There are twelve workers every day, and the cost of hiring the workers alone is 120 Wen, which is close to four taels of silver in a month.

Jiuji has 200 unsharpened flying knives for practice, plus a specially built training ground, each of which is like flowing money.

Of course, these silver coins are just a drop in the bucket compared to Jiuji's current social status.

The place where the real money is spent is the spiritual spring bath at night.

A bottle of Qi Gathering Powder is worth three taels of gold and 60 taels of silver.

In the past, Pan Changyun lived a luxurious life, and at most he could only use one bottle a month to bathe with his wives and concubines at home, and he would never use this thing.

And Jiuji has a bottle every day without interruption...

It is estimated that after soaking for two months at most, Jiuji will be able to disperse all the Qi gathered in the secret storehouse.

It is true that reselling these medicines to the Xiao family can earn a lot of money, but Jiu Ji does not intend to make this money at all.

Jiuji and his father had [-] acres of fertile land, which was enough to live on. The money was floating wealth, and it was most practical to convert it into cultivation.

As for the Xiao family not being able to get the goods in the end, they were furious and stabbed the matter to the Liang family.

It's none of his business!

Jiuji's duty is only to collect medicinal materials for the Liang family, and then sell them to Qihuangtang in Linjiang City. It is really impossible to dump the ledger to the Liang family.

It's as simple as that.

Jiuji worked so hard to obtain the monopoly of medicinal materials in Liuyang Town, but it was never for making money.

in about a month...

Jiuji, who was resting comfortably in the Lingquan bath, suddenly opened his eyes.

"What's the matter, young master?" Xiao Cui, who was also in the tub, asked in surprise.

"I... I might already have true energy," Jiuji said in an uncertain tone.

"Really?" Xiao Cui was equally excited.

"It shouldn't be wrong."

"What does true energy feel like?" Xiaocui asked curiously.

A clatter.

Jiuji was able to stand up from the bathtub, only to see Jiuji frowned and said: "I had this feeling a few days ago, but I'm just not sure about it. It's exactly the same as the feeling in the book..."

"From the spiritual veins, raised in the dantian, from nature, from good fortune." Jiuji muttered to himself.

This sentence naturally comes from "The Jue of Inducing Qi and Nourishing the Pulse", and this book has long been studied by Jiu Ji repeatedly.

At this moment, Xiaocui was still sitting in the bathtub, while Jiuji had already stood up, Xiaocui looked at the position of Jiuji's dantian...

The eyes are a little straight...

(End of this chapter)