Parasitic Cultivator, I Know Everything

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something polite. But on second thought, the opening again seemed hypocritical and inferior.

So after hesitating for a moment, Wang Hao continued to ask.

"In addition, Wang has something to ask. I wonder if Miss Gu has ever heard the term 'ban'?"

Ban?

Gu Qingqing blinked twice, she was silent for a moment, and her expression became a little richer.

"I've heard about this before, but it's just a rumor after all, and I can't tell if it's true or not. Therefore... Wang Gongzi should just refer to one or two things, and don't believe it all."

Does she really know something? Wang Hao was overjoyed, and the anticipation in his eyes was even more three-pointed.

"To talk about this ban, rumors are not a real thing. It is a unique method that only prevails within the sect, specifically to identify the identity of the other party, so that one's own people will not attack each other and end up as a joke. "

Hearing Gu Qingqing's statement, Wang Hao couldn't help but look thoughtful.

Sure enough.

This prohibition is indeed not a fixed image concept - Wang Hao has also vaguely seen some unique methods in the method of restoring the yang mind and the six methods of floating life.

For example, by taking a specific medicinal pill, one can keep exuding a strange fragrance within a certain period of time.

And the sect only needs to control the flow of this medicine pill, and it can easily distinguish whether it is going out or not.

Originally it was just a conjecture, but now that it was confirmed, Wang Hao's expression became a little lower. Obviously... in his capacity, he has absolutely no access to the content related to the 'ban' at this moment.

Since you can't fake your identity, you can only use stupid methods.

Act cautiously, and try to make a move against the enemy under the premise of being foolproof.

Wang Hao pondered for a moment, but Gu Qingqing's voice suddenly came across.

"Young master is distressed, and he has no way to cover his body shape? Hehe, if that's the case, I have a method handed down from my ancestors. If you don't dislike it, you can try it."

The sudden good news made Wang Hao stunned for a moment. He looked up and saw that Gu Qingqing had raised his hand, patted his palms twice, and then called the little slave outside the door.

"Go, go to Dad's place. Call my library and my second child."

The little slave beside him had low eyebrows, made a promise, turned around and left.

Seeing that this matter was so easily accomplished, Wang Hao had an absurd feeling in his heart.

"Miss Gu, since this method was handed down from our ancestors, it's not good to pass it on to an outsider like me..."

When things go wrong, there must be something strange.

In terms of Wang Hao's rebirth experience, he has long passed the age where he would believe that pie will fall from the sky.

Gu Qingqing is indeed a good friend to associate with, but such an easy-going, even unscrupulous help arouses Wang Hao's vigilance.

While his thoughts were floating, Gu Qingqing pursed his lips and smiled, opened his mouth and said.

"Of course, this is not something I can hand over to Young Master Wang for no reason. To be honest, I happen to have a commission here, if it is convenient for Young Master..."

Since it is a transaction, this is naturally a lot more reasonable.

"Miss Gu, but it doesn't matter."

"I would like to ask the prince to take the title and be the guest secretary of my Nanshan Academy."

Is it actually a name?

It is not the first time that Wang Hao has heard such a statement.

In fact, this kind of practice is definitely not uncommon in Muyun Prefecture. Because of this chaos, the government may not be able to do much.

Therefore, many shop owners who open their doors for business will spontaneously hire a well-known local gang, and put their name under the door. With this reputation, they are people who are sheltered by the gang.

Some rogues know the seriousness, so naturally they won't come to disturb the store.

But although Wang Hao knew these truths, at this time, Gu Qingqing suddenly asked him to make a name... What kind of medicine can be sold in this gourd?

"Young Master Wang is unwilling?"

"Naturally I am willing, but it's just that the incident happened suddenly and Wang couldn't react in time..."

Wang Hao didn't think clearly, and Gu Qingqing didn't want to elaborate. The two tacitly chatted for a while.

Soon, the little slave turned back, holding a cloth bag in his hand, followed by a strong and powerful female man.

Gu Qingqing took the cloth bag, opened it, and flipped through it. After confirming that it was correct, she handed over the three collections to Wang Hao.

"It is said that more than 300 years ago, my Gu family once had a Yuan Ying-level cultivator. He has a large collection of books, and these are the copies that I copied down by hand."

"Just because the content here is quite interesting, even people with no roots can suppress their own bodies through the methods described in the book, so as to cover their breath."

Can you practice this method without root bones? Doesn't that mean that this book doesn't need to be based on "source" at all?

Compared with these, the last works of Yuan Ying monks. This name is even more attractive!

Wang Hao was curious, but in front of the owner, he didn't dare to read it at will, so he could only nod his head vigorously to express his gratitude.

"As for the name, since Miss Gu looks up to me, I should do it myself. I just hope that Miss Gu will give me a few more days to let me make a name first, and it's not too late to make a name. "

Taking a name and taking a name, this thing is not just to exclude names in a simple sense. If an unknown person can scare people into shit, then can't anyone do this business?

In this Jingde City, if it weren't for the first-class gang, then it could only be a top-notch murderer, in order to deter the idle gangsters.

"It's easy to say, the prince can take care of himself in the past few days. It will be half a month after my Nanshan Academy is completely completed. It will not be too late for the prince to come back to take the name."

There is still half a month left.

Wang Hao had a thought in his heart, nodded, and Gu Qingqing took advantage of the situation to introduce the strong and ox-like woman behind him.

"This person is the nursing home of my Gu family. She was nicknamed Hong Er. She came from a poor family and was sold to my family as a servant. Now she has practiced horizontal training. her."

Wang Hao glanced at Hong Er's thigh-like thick arm, knowing it in his heart.

With a fist the size of a casserole, who can handle it from an ordinary family?

"Afterwards, if Young Master Wang wants to learn boxing and kung fu, he can go to my father's house to find her during the day. As long as he is free, there should be no problem."

Hong Er's face was like a rock, and she was calm. At this moment, she bowed her hands to Wang Hao and said in a deep voice.

"Since the young lady has a life, please don't be polite."

The matter has been completed, and both parties are very happy. Wang Hao quickly got up and left.

As he walked further and further away, the little slave who had been silent all the time suddenly half raised his head and murmured a few words to Wang Hao's back.

"Miss, is this Wang Hao worth your attention?"

Gu Qingqing raised the corners of her mouth, took a sip of warm tea, and there was a hint of deep meaning in her eyebrows.

"I'm Gu Qingqing making friends, why should I care about other people's opinions? Besides, now I have finally taken on a name and got out of the house. If I can't stay here for long, wouldn't it make others laugh out loud?"

Her posture seemed a lot more wanton, and she laughed softly at this moment.

"Besides... Yesterday, two inner disciples of Fushengling died in the outer city. You know the news, right?"

Xiaonu and Hong Er looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

This news caused quite a stir. It is said that the government has shown up to deal with it. It is impossible for them not to know.

"Yesterday, this prince heard that Fushengling accepted his apprentices, and hurried to see it. Two people died in the evening."

"This morning, he rushed to the door before dawn, just to learn a life-saving kung fu that can fight the enemy, and to ask about the ban... I revealed a method that can cover the breath with one hand, so I couldn't wait to show my feet, explaining that he In a hurry, the kind that burns the eyebrows."

"Now that someone is dead, he is so anxious. Tell me, what did this prince do yesterday?"

Having said all this, the smile in Gu Qingqing's eyes was even more three-pointed.

"This son of the prince, should have some special means. If I invest one or two, it can be regarded as an idle move."

Little slave and Hong Er don't understand things that are too profound, so they can only look at each other at the moment, and then Hong Er speaks.

"Miss, Qian Lao asked me to beg you, can you change his name or something. He is always called father by you. He said he can't afford it. For a long time, his life will be cut off..."

Gu Qingqing just snorted softly, raised her hand, and didn't look back.

"Old Qian can take care of it. He just wants us to return to Zhongzhou quickly, so don't make a fuss. Don't pay attention to him, just do your own thing."

She paused slightly, and finally added.

"Da, go and collect information about this prince. The more detailed the better. I'm a little curious. Since he's not good at kung fu, and he looks like a beginner in qi refining, what is the method..."

Only then can a qi refining chick kill two cultivators of the same level unscathed!