Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 16

In the dead of night, it is suitable for travel.

Song Ciwan put on her human skin mask and black cloak, turned into a ray of night wind, and shuttled away in the dark shadows.

Jishanfang, Yujia.

A watchman passed by the door with a clapper. In the room, Niu Jinhua lying on the bed kicked her legs like a dream, and she suddenly pushed her husband Yu Butou beside her, calling him: "Old Yu, wake up!" Awake."

Yu Butou asked confusedly, "What are you doing?"

Niu Jinhua's eyes were misty, as if she was in a dream, but because she was in a dream, she suddenly burst into tears: "Old Yu, I feel bad, thinking about that child, Yueniang, is pitiful enough, she doesn't care about anything. I don’t know, but I was so eager to send money over before, saying that I would pay us back!”

"It's obvious that we have been greedy for her money, so what's the value of the five taels she borrowed? It's hers in the first place!"

"Old Yu!" Niu Jinhua cried and asked, "Why do you insist on taking this money? No matter how short we are, it's his life's money. How can we get it, how can we get it..."

Her tears flowed like an ice crystal piercing Yu Butou's body, and Yu Butou sat up from his confusion.

There was an inexplicable palpitation that made his head dizzy and swollen. Yu Butou could only hold his forehead, and said in pain: "When I want to take it? All the gentlemen in the household have to take it. Can we hurry up?" Do you take it? Can you rest assured if you don’t take it? If you don’t take it, believe it or not, the pension will not come down!”

He was so uncomfortable, there was an indescribable depression in his head, and there was also a depression in his heart: "Not only do I want to take it, I have to take the lead in taking it, and if I take it, I will share it with my brothers..."

"But don't think that I'm bullying people!" Yu Butou shouted angrily, "Everyone lives with their heads in their hands. Today I live, it's my pension for others. If I die tomorrow... It must be mine!"

"Brother Song, Brother Song is a good person, but...he also shared other people's pensions when he was alive!"

"Who doesn't? Who wants to?"

"There used to be thirty brothers in our group, but now there are only fifteen left. How long will I live?"

There is a sound, it is accusation, it is venting, it is a middle-aged man, but he whimpers like a wild beast.

Niu Jinhua turned over and hugged her husband. She was so overwhelmed by this nightmare that she also cried out, "God damn it, god damn it, when will this be the end of the day! It's not like this in previous years. Catching monsters and killing monsters is not killing demons." Is it about Wei? Why do you have to let you policemen go into battle?"

Yu Butou scoffed, half crying and laughing: "The master we followed, Mr. Zhang Ping, the captain of the demon school, he has a blood-piercing knife. If it's just to deal with ordinary monsters, the blood-piercing knife is one knife at a time. If it's a powerful monster, it's Facing us petty officials, one knife at a time! Hehe, hehehe..."

Niu Jinhua asked: "Old Yu, where does this Zhang Ping live, and what is his history? He is like this, taking other people's lives to claim his own merits, and the superiors don't care about him?"

"Every three, six or nine days, the grown-ups will go to the Xuandeng Division's yamen to order their hair, and Mr. Zhang is no exception. But he is a disciple of the Great Seven Stars Sect in Cangling County..."

Yu Butou heheed again, half-opening his misty eyelids and said slowly: "It's not uncommon to catch demons and kill people. Mr. Zhang doesn't kill people directly. He waits for the demons to kill people first. He drinks blood after the demons kill people. If the power of the knife has skyrocketed and then you kill the demon, this is actually helping people to avenge you, do you understand?"

Understand?
Who could understand, Niu Jinhua couldn't understand, she just felt dizzy and heart palpitations, she wanted to say something more, but couldn't say anything, so she could only hug her husband tightly, and fell into a deep sleep unconsciously.

The room that had been talking in sleep gradually returned to silence, except that the night outside the window was getting darker.

Song Ciwan outside the window turned into a shadow and fled away again. She floated into the house in the night wind. After entering the room, she suddenly pulled off the black cloak on her body, and then pulled off the human skin mask on her face.

Song Ciwan's heart was full of depression and anger, no less than that of Yu Catchou.

But Yu Butou can only vent a few words in his dream, but Song Ciwan, Song Ciwan... She, she can show the thunder in her hands, and cut off her heart!

"No, no, I have to calm down." Song Ciwan took off the burden on her body and put it back in the space of Tiandi Scale, and then she walked to the tablet of Song Youde and his wife.

There were three sticks of incense sticks on the altar table, and Song Ciwan gradually calmed down as he looked at the incense mist.

Whenever there is a big event, you must be calm first. People can be brave, but they must be cautious.

She has to figure out that although she has three points of strength in her hands now, she is still only in the transformation stage after all!

There are also real Qi-refining cultivators, immortals who transform gods, and even some living immortals who refine gods to return to the emptiness, and practice emptiness to join the Tao... It is insignificant, vast and infinite, how can one be complacent in a small period of qi transformation?
Not only can she not be complacent, but she is always in awe and fear.

——I'm too weak.

Song Ciwan took out the peach and plum wood and continued to carve his own replacement puppet.

Don't sleep, it's the liver!
A total of ten catties of peach wood and ten catties of plum wood can be used to carve three pairs of surrogate puppets. While carving, they can inject life energy into them for worship, but it is only a daily loss of six years of life energy, which she can afford.

Song Ciwan called out the scales of heaven and earth while sculpting. He was only too excited just now, and the seven emotions and six desires he got from the Yu family couple have not had time to sell them off.

From the headhunter: [You have sold human desires, sorrow, anger, and fear, two catties and three taels, and obtained the elementary Taoism, the blazing technique. 】

This is a fire-type Taoism. After learning it, you can display a spiritual flame. With the proficiency of the magic power and Taoism, the temperature of the spiritual flame can be much higher than that of ordinary fire. It is a very practical basic Taoism.

Song Ciwan memorized the Taoism and understood the tricks, and it took a while before he sold the ball of emotions and six desires that he got from Aunt Jinhua again.

[You have sold people's desire to be sad, fearful, and frightened, and you have obtained a cultivation base of one year and eight months. 】

The mysterious and mysterious feeling of fast time and space travels again, but this time Song Ciwan is no longer practicing the Zuo Wang Xin Sutra in the flickering time, but other Taoism.

Such as Void Phantom Demon Sword, this method has five levels, the first level is the magic movement of the heart, the second level is the magic thoughts... until the fifth level, the heavenly demon is born.

The power of this technique increases exponentially with every level of practice. When it reaches the fifth level, the subject may even turn into a demon puppet for the caster to drive!
Song Ciwan has only just started from the first level. With her current cultivation level in the transformation stage, if she can't break through the big realm, she won't even be able to practice the second level of the Void Phantom Sword.

Even so, this first level is enough for her to practice.

"One year and eight months" passed by in a flash, and Song Ciwan finished his hard training, and when he opened his eyes, he felt that his understanding of the Void Magic Sword was much deeper.

If it was just an introduction at the beginning, then now she should be able to enter the room, proficient and pure.

Very good, Song Ciwan put down the Void Phantom Sword, and continued to practice puppetry Li Daitao stiff.

This technique is a bit special, because it needs to inject life essence and worship on time, so it can't be improved quickly through the cultivation time of the scale of heaven and earth like other exercises.

After such a night of penance, it will be dawn again.

For the next period of time, Song Ciwan lived very peacefully.

She went to work during the day and practiced at night. Although there was anger in her heart, she seemed to have turned herself into a furnace. The deeper the anger, the calmer her surface became.

Occasionally, Song Ci Wan pays attention to the surrounding developments when he finds time. For example, the Dingfeng Building on Liuquan Street, which was on the verge of bankruptcy, has recently come back to life.

Dingfenglou has a new chef with unparalleled skills, who can make the most common dishes extremely delicious. A certain young master from the Xu family of the Xiantian family came to taste the taste, and at that time he praised Dingfenglou. .

Another example is the old Huang's family in Jishanfang. Since the Jinbingzi farce that day, his family's life has been going from bad to worse.

Old Huang was paralyzed by a stroke, Huang Erlang had his leg broken, Aunt Ge was sick in bed and couldn't get up, Huang Dalang had to support his wife and children, and he had to take care of a sick family. It was already miserable...

Suddenly, one day, a group of thugs rushed to the gambling house, but they ransacked the Huang family all over the place, and left a message: "Your family is such a coward, how dare you use fake gold to deceive our family. Pay back the money every day, or your house will be smashed!"

Where can the Huang family get the money?

So on a dark and stormy night, Huang Dalang ran away with his wife and children.

When the people from the gambling shop came to the door again, apart from Huang Gui and Huang Erlang who were paralyzed on the bed and dying of starvation, only Aunt Ge who had been hanged was left.

The neighbors all sighed, and from then on, one sentence must be added to the warnings to the younger generation: "You can't gamble! You can't touch that thing!"

Two more clerks in the fast class died, and demons seemed to be everywhere, and Song Ciwan couldn't bear it any longer.

Finally, July 49 passed, and on the day of winter, Song Ciwan’s three pairs of wooden puppets were all carved, and Li Daitao succeeded in practicing the art of zombies!
The Void Phantom Sword was about to move in her heart, humming faintly.

(End of this chapter)