Build the Traveler Alliance from Scratch

Chapter 18 The First Year of Chongzhen
"What do you mean, sir?"

The boss looked at the young man with confusion and panic.

The expressions of the three quacks next to him changed slightly, and they put their hands on the hilts of their swords.

"What do you say?"

The young man blew on the last floating tea leaf on the tea water, then picked up the teacup and drank it down in one gulp.

Maybe the tea was a bit hot. After drinking the tea, the young man closed his eyes and took a rest for a while, then opened his eyes, let out a breath slowly, gave a thumbs up to the boss, and praised in his mouth.

"As expected of the best Broken Heart Powder, it is really strong!"

As soon as these words came out, the boss's complexion changed drastically. There was no longer any confusion on the weather-beaten face, replaced by a cold, vicious and doubtful face.

"You actually know?"

"of course."

"Then you still dare to drink?"

"Why not?" The young man smiled, stretched out two fingers with his left hand, flicked the teacup in front of him, and exclaimed, "I have tasted countless cups of poisonous tea and drunk many pots of poisonous tea along the way." For wine, this pot of Biluochun mixed with Duanchang powder is the most delicious, but I don't know what secret recipe you have added, which can neutralize the bitterness of chamaejasma flower."

"Want to know?"

"of course."

"Then go to the underworld and ask Hades!"

With the boss's loud shout, the mat above the young man's head burst open instantly.

A sharp sword gleaming with cold light descended from the sky and stabbed at the young man's head.

The three quacks next to him were startled when they saw this, they didn't expect that there was a killer hiding in the roof all the time.

But the young man seemed to have expected it a long time ago, sneered, raised his hands up, and slapped the sword on the top of his head with his palm.

Only then did the three people next to him notice the strangeness of the young man's sleeves. One side of his sleeves was long and the other was short. The long side covered his right hand, and the short side exposed his left wrist.

When drinking tea just now, the young man also used his left hand all the time, and never showed his right hand.

But at this moment, with the young man flipping his palm, his sleeve slipped off, and a pure white bone claw with a strange shape appeared in front of everyone.

The faces of the three quacks changed immediately, as if they finally remembered the identity of the person in front of them.

"It's actually him, the Bone Demon Hand Fu Qingyun!"

Looking at the strange skeleton hand, the female guest among the three couldn't help muttering to herself.

Lin Zhongtian's hearing was astonishing, he naturally heard the female guest calling him, and immediately became more angry, his right hand turned into a claw, grabbed the sharp edge of the sword and pulled it hard.

"boom--"

A thin black figure was dragged down from the roof by Lin Zhongtian.

In mid-air, the thin black figure let go of the hilt of the sword, put his left hand into his arms, and sprayed out a large cloud of poisonous mist. Afterwards, he turned around and landed a backflip smoothly on the tea table next door.

At the same time, the owner of the tea shop also pulled out two long knives from under the counter, shouted loudly, jumped over the counter, and kicked the freshly boiled water away, the red-hot tin kettle and the scalding tea. They flew up together and splashed towards Lin Zhongtian who was sitting there.

"Pfft-"

Blood splattered, just landed smoothly, the skinny killer who appeared to be extremely skilled widened his eyes, his eyes slowly moved down, and looked at the long sword on his chest in disbelief.

"Okay... so fast."

The skinny killer uttered the last sentence of his life with a little difficulty.

Lin Zhongtian smiled slightly, and pulled out the long sword that pierced the opponent's heart.

Behind him, the poisonous mist, the kettle and the boiling water all disappeared.

The boss holding the double knives also froze in place, looking at Lin Zhongtian with the expression of seeing a ghost.

To be honest, although he watched the whole process from the sidelines, he still didn't know what happened just now. He just felt that Lin Zhongtian had appeared in front of the skinny killer in a blink of an eye.

The speed is as fast as the wind and thunder.

No!Faster than Haifeng Xunlei!

The boss was still in shock, when suddenly his eyes blurred, and a sharp pain came from his chest.

Without looking back, he also knew that the other party had appeared behind him.

"...What kind of light work is this?!"

The boss resisted the severe pain in his body and asked in a difficult tone.

"Lingbo microsteps."

Lin Zhongtian replied to him lightly.

When he revealed his speed before, someone asked him the name of Qinggong, but Lin Zhongtian didn't take it seriously at that time, saying that he just walked fast and didn't know any Qinggong, but no one wanted to believe it.

Some good people made up their own minds and made up a name for his qinggong, called Thunder Step.

Lin Zhongtian felt awkward, so he changed his words, and whenever someone asked him, he would say that his technique was called Lingbo Weibu.

But it is a pity that everyone who heard the name failed to leave alive...

This also led to the fact that Lingbo Weibu's name has not been publicized so far.

However, today may be an exception...

Thinking of this, Lin Zhongtian glanced at the three quacks outside the tea shop, and then gently pulled out the long sword in his hand.

With the drawing of the long sword, the boss collapsed on the ground as if his soul had been taken away, turning into a corpse.

Lin Zhongtian held the sword in his left hand and shook it lightly. The blood on the sword instantly bounced off and turned into blood beads and sprinkled around.

After the blood drops were all gone, the blade of the long sword returned to its previous snowy brightness and coldness, as if it had never been stained with blood.

"Good sword!"

Lin Zhongtian sighed in admiration, flicked the blade of the sword with his right hand, then sheathed the long sword and put it on the table.

The three quacks who watched the whole process from the sidelines trembled when they saw this situation.

The leading male guest couldn't help swallowing, looking at Lin Zhongtian with awe-filled eyes.

The other party killed the two masters lightly, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of blood.

This kind of martial arts has already surpassed his imagination, and it can be called the pinnacle.

Looking at the seemingly harmless young man, the male guest held up his courage and cupped his hands.

"Senior Fu, I'm just waiting..."

"Okay, no need to say more!"

Lin Zhongtian waved his hand, interrupted their words, squatted down to search for Biluochun, and said in a casual tone: "Keep on your way, the capital is still ten miles away, start now, maybe you can enter the city before lunch .”

"...Thank you senior!"

The man stopped talking, cupped his hands gratefully, and then winked at the two companions.

The three quickly picked up their cloaks and weapons, and hurried towards the capital.

"found it!"

Lin Zhongtian smiled and took out a small pot of tea, put it under his nose and sniffed it.

Well, this is the smell!
Putting away the tea leaves, Lin Zhongtian picked up the seized sword, and without looking at the two corpses in the tea shop, he slowly rushed to the capital following the footsteps of the three quacks.

At the same time, the strangely shaped right hand was hidden by the sleeve again.

Thinking of his right hand, Lin Zhongtian was quite annoyed.

During this month, when he has nothing to do, he will use the gray mist to strengthen his right hand, trying to break through the shackles of the human body, and see if he can grow a few fingers again. Unfortunately, after wasting so much gray mist, in the end he can't Instead of growing fingers, five sharp white bone spurs were born where the fingers originally belonged.

Here is the origin of the "white bone" and "hand" in his four-character nickname "Bone Demon Hand".

As for the magic word, that's a long story.

After leaving Qiugang Village, Lin Zhongtian came to the nearest county seat under the pseudonym Fu Qingyun, and learned information about the world from there, the most important of which was the time of the current dynasty, as well as the locations of Qiugang Village and that county seat... …

Thinking of this, Lin Zhongtian couldn't help but sighed.

He was blinded by the illusion of Qiugang Village, and he never thought that it was actually the first year of Chongzhen!
And the place where Qiugang Village is located is actually the Qinling Mountains in the south of SX Province!

(End of this chapter)