Strange Longevity: Starting from Alchemy for the First Emperor

Chapter 10 Yunzhongjun (Please collect and read!)

"A jug of wine is not enough for this problem."

After Yao Wang finished speaking, he took a deep sip while holding the wine gourd, and let out a long sigh.

"Five pots."

Chu Ci added a note.

"Recovering a completely alienated alien is not an easy task."

The sloppy old man had told Chu Ci earlier that each family had their own opinions on the devil qi.

Physicians help the world and the common people. Within the physicians, monsters are called aliens. In the view of the physicians' children, they are just a group of sick patients.

"Ten pots."

"Senior, please take action."

Chu Ci respectfully clasped his fists and saluted, he really couldn't give more.

The ten-year-old daughter's red ten taels is an altar, and the monthly salary of the deacon who patrols the building is only five taels.

"The old man practiced medicine, and he always saw the reward before doing it."

After Yao Wang finished speaking, he drank it on his own, without any intention of making a move.

Chu Ci was silent for a moment, then got up and left.

Seven days later, night.

The east house of the small courtyard.

Chu Ci looked at the pale girl curled up in the corner, frowning.

Tonight, it took half a year's monthly salary to bribe a deacon of picking herbs, and finally got the "human" out.

For a whole hour, the demonized Xiao Bai just curled up in the corner calmly, holding the wooden hairpin tightly in his hand.

'Still sanity? '

Chu Ci remembered that the sloppy old man had told him about monsters before. After being demonized, he lost his mind, his temperament became extremely tyrannical, and his body was distorted and alienated.

After Xiaobai turned into a demon, except for the gray skin, hair and pupils, there was no other change in appearance.

And when Chu Ci brought her out of the huge pit, he was extremely cooperative, without any tyranny.

"come over."

Chu Ci waved at Xiaobai.

Xiao Bai, who was curled up in a corner, looked at Chu Ci with his head raised, doubts in his gray pupils, then got up very obediently, and came to Chu Ci's side.

"Do you still know me?"

Chu Ci tried to ask.

Xiao Bai just stared at Chu Ci blankly, without saying a word.

"Do you remember your name?"

"........."

After several attempts, it ended in failure.

Suddenly, the sound of breaking wind rang out from the courtyard, Chu Ci grabbed the bronze mask, put it on, and pushed the door open.

Under the left side of the courtyard wall, there was a person leaning against the wall with seven or eight crossbow arrows pierced into his left shoulder and left leg, almost turning into a hedgehog.

'The Mohist mechanism is really effective. '

Ever since he had the status of deacon, Chu Ci was able to easily travel through various dungeons, specifically looking for capable people from a hundred schools of thought, and gaining skills from them.

"Zhao, Junior Brother Zhao, misunderstood, misunderstood."

The man who was hit by a crossbow arrow in half was the herbal deacon who had received half a year's silver salary from Chu Ci.

And 'Zhao' is the original surname of Chu Ci, the deacon.

'It's still careless. '

Chu Ci took a deep breath.

Even though he was already very impeccable, he was still targeted by this guy.

If it wasn't for this guy who broke in rashly and got caught in the tricks he set up, once he was spied out and found out that something was wrong, it would bring him a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Pulling out his sword, Chu Ci stepped forward, ready to kill this person.

However, a white shadow flashed past, and Xiao Bai, who was extremely well-behaved in the room, jumped out like a wild wolf at this time, pounced on the deacon's body, and bit the deacon's neck .

After a few howls of pain, the herbal deacon lost his breath.

"Xiao Bai, come back."

Chu Ci tried to shout.

Xiao Bai, who was riding on the neck of the herbal deacon, stood up quickly, and looked back at Chu Ci, with scarlet blood all over his mouth, face, and body.

This scene made Chu Ci's scalp tingle slightly.

But in an instant, Xiaobai returned to his cute and cute appearance, and stood honestly aside.

Chu Ci stepped forward and came to the corpse of the herbal deacon, and he could see the bronze token on his waist.

'As a monster, I am not afraid of this token. '

Chu Ci has a deep understanding of how intimidating the monsters are from this token. Even the monster with the strongest aura in the giant pit will retreat three feet away after seeing him show the bronze token.

'This strength is too strong. '

The dead deacon of picking herbs was in the same tendon refining state as Chu Ci. Although he was injured by a crossbow arrow, it was an exaggeration to be bitten to death by Xiaobai.

After all, the body is made of copper tendons and iron bones, and it is difficult for ordinary people to use swords to cut out injuries from acquired masters in the state of tendon refining.

"Go back to the house, don't come out without my permission."

Chu Ci glanced at Xiaobai who was standing beside him, and Xiaobai walked towards the house obediently upon hearing the words.

"With this look, it is definitely not enough to throw away the mortuary."

After sweeping around the yard, Chu Ci found a corner and started digging a hole.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Xiao Bai, who peeked half of his head out of the door frame, and Xiao Bai retracted his head instantly.

After burying the deacon's body, when it was midnight, Chu Ci wrapped ten wine gourds in a cloth and prepared to go to the dungeon.

He planned to disguise the token of the medicine gathering deacon halfway as falling, and then throw the clothes of the medicine gathering deacon into the deep pit of the dungeon.

In this way, the chain of evidence is complete.

When the herb gathering deacon went to get the medicine guide, he accidentally lost the token used to suppress the monster, so he died in the deep pit, so that there was no bones left.

Just as Chu Ci was about to leave the hospital, there was a commotion.

'There were shouts of killing. '

Chu Ci jumped up to the top of the plane tree in two or three steps, and looked into the distance.

It can be seen that a hundred meters away, a large number of Dengxianlou disciples gathered around three people to fight in melee.

A boy, an old man, and a grown woman.

"Innate qi flow."

Chu Ci looked towards the battle circle. Judging from the moves, these three people were all innately strong in the third realm of martial arts.

The most obvious feature of stepping into Xiantian is the ability to release 'Qi', such as 'Sword Qi', 'Sword Qi', etc., are all the same concept.

There is also a collective term, Gang Qi.

"Your Majesty in the Cloud is here!"

At this moment, there was a voice.

Chu Ci has been in the Dengxian Tower for almost two years, and he has never seen what Yun Zhongjun looks like. He is still a little curious about this person who was rated as the most evil person in version I by the luminous panel.

Surrounded by a group of onmyojis in black and white robes, a figure slowly appeared.

The skin is like fat, the face is like white snow, the waist is slender, and the black hair hangs down.

The upper body is wrapped in a divine bird tube top, and there are thousands of ravines. The jade and gold gauze skirt is divided into several strands from the waist, and the jade feet are hidden in it.

The most impressive thing is that there is a piece of purple sand in the lower half of the left corner of the eye.

'woman? '

No wonder the first emperor had to take Yun Zhongjun with him every time he went on tour, it turned out to be a good one.

However, Chu Ci was also puzzled. When the sloppy old man and his two apprentices were making trouble last year, he heard the roar from the fifth floor of the Immortal Tower, which was obviously a man's voice.

And the name 'Wu Fu' doesn't sound like a girl no matter what.

Onmyo family?Intersex?
Looking back along Jun Yunzhong, Chu Ci's heart skipped a beat.

Behind Yun Zhongjun, followed a slightly stooped figure, not tall, with wrinkled skin, eyes as dark as black holes, and messy white hair scattered wantonly.

A wave of anger rose from my heart.

'Sloppy old man. '

Chu Ci remembered what the sloppy old man said before he died.

After his death, his body will be refined into a monster puppet by Yun Zhongjun.

(End of this chapter)