Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Vision City.

The gleaming sword tip was pointed at the bridge of his nose. The man in green who had just entered the door looked slightly pale.

"Sir, it's me, it's me..."

"why you?"

Nie Xinran looked at the young man in front of him suspiciously.

Of course he knew this man.

This person is one of the managers he single-handedly promoted, his name is Jiao San. He is not very old, in his early twenties, but has a strong ability to do things and can be called an all-rounder. There is a high probability that the things he will continue to explain will pass through Jiao San's hands. It can all be done.

"Sir, have you forgotten the task assigned to you?"

Jiao San hurriedly explained with a dry smile on his face.

If Nie Xinran killed him with one sword, he would have died unjustly.

Although Nie Xinran is quite obese now, he was once a heroic man with both civil and military skills. Although he was later distracted by wine and sex, he still had some foundation in martial arts.

In front of a master martial artist like Luo Fengtang, that little bit of martial arts was just a matter of course.

But in front of ordinary people like Jiao San, his sword is very sharp and his martial arts are also very useful.

"Mission completed?"

Nie Xinran paused. He had already remembered that it was indeed the task assigned by him.

It was just that the coincidence of Jiao San's arrival prevented him from reacting for a moment.

"Sir, I don't need to say anything about this matter. The Yang family took the initiative to contact me. He came to inquire about the information on behalf of those merchants, and he made it clear according to your instructions."

Jiao San saluted and said cautiously.

He had never been so careful around Nie Xinran before.

Nie Xinran has many shortcomings, similar to other officials, but one thing is better than other officials, that is, Nie Xinran usually leaves leeway in doing things, he is not cruel and does not kill people casually, and he is also very gentle towards the people below him.

But Nie Xinran today is different from before.

This was the first time Jiao San saw Nie Xinran raising his eyebrows and slashing with his sword.

However, he couldn't see Nie Xinran's expression.

Nie Xinran's face is inside the mask...

"Yang Feiqi from the Yang family came here in person." Jiao San added.

"Well done. If it succeeds this time, I will give you a share of the credit."

After a few words of encouragement, Nie Xinran sent Jiao San away and sat alone in the room.

Too many things had happened, and he needed time to collect his thoughts and relax.

……

Outside Vision City.

In a valley.

A middle-aged man wearing a black robe stood behind him. His arms were very thick, and the sleeves of his clothes were bulging into the shape of muscles.

But his face was very thin, with protruding brow bones and thin eyebrows, as if someone had cut him off at the waist.

"Suo Ming, why don't you show up and speak?" The man's broken eyebrows wriggled like earthworms, and there was a sinister aura between his eyebrows.

"It doesn't matter whether you show up or not, let's talk about it, quack..."

The sound came from a crow standing on a nearby branch. The black crow opened its wings slightly and let out a weird smile from its pointed beak.

The life-killing blood witch of the Southern Witch Cult used some unknown method to let a crow speak for her. "Snapped……"

The man snapped his fingers.

"Cooperation requires sincerity. Now I don't see your sincerity. So far, I still don't know where the key is hidden." The man frowned.

"Kapil, you are so impatient... If the key appears so easily, why has it remained silent for thousands of years?"

"Three hundred years ago, the key appeared and opened the entrance to the small space of the Witch Gate. Someone went in and brought objects out... We knew all this in advance. Now you are telling me that it is not easy to appear? Yours Where's the plan?"

The Shiva man Kapil frowned and said dissatisfied.

"The key is not an item, but an opportunity. This opportunity requires planning to be effective." The black crow monster shouted.

"What kind of layout plan is it? As of today, you don't need to hide it anymore."

Kapil had actually made some vague guesses, but without getting the exact information, he couldn't get involved in the planning.

To put it bluntly, this essentially comes from the distrust between both parties.

"I can tell you that we also need your assistance in this matter."

The crows continued to cackle.

Afterwards, Kapil did not speak, but waited quietly. What he wanted to do was listen.

"There is a door to the small space of the ancient witch gate in Yuanjing City. This is unquestionable. There is a reason why the young man suddenly entered many years ago, and then no one was able to enter."

"After many years of research, we have found that the young man from yesteryear has the bloodline of the ancient witch sect... but it cannot be opened by having the witch sect bloodline."

"The most critical thing here is the concentration of the blood. Without enough concentration, there will be no reaction to the opening of the door."

Crow paused and took a breath.

"Is this the problem?" Kapil frowned.

"Yes, we have found the descendants of the descendant of the Wumen in the past, but the blood concentration in their bodies is not enough to open the Wumen. What we have to do is to increase their blood concentration."

Crow said.

"Do you know how to do it?" Kapil asked.

"We have found the method. It is very simple. Collect enough fresh blood and set up a bloodline array to purify the bloodline concentration."

"But this method only temporarily increases the blood concentration. To do this, we need to set up a blood array in Vision City and activate it immediately." Crow continued.

"So, you want Vision City to bleed into a river." Kapil frowned.

"Since the blood is flowing like a river, we can't kill them. We have to ensure that the resentment of the dead will not be directed at us. Otherwise, even if the witch gate is opened and haunted by the resentment of the local dead, it will still be impossible to follow. This is the entry point. The second condition is a pure body." Crow said.

"This is difficult. None of our reliable people are full of resentment. It is not that simple to find someone who is reliable and pure."

Kapil now roughly understands what the concerns of those in the Southern Witch Cult are.

"Reliable pure body, we can think of a way, but the bloodline formation, we can't help." Kapil thought for a moment and said.

The Shiva Cult does have many weird methods, but they don’t know much about the formations in Middle-earth.

The ancient Wu Sect was a relatively partial sect in ancient times, but it was still essentially a sect on the Middle-earth side.

Besides body refining, the Wu Sect's best skills are weapon refining and formation techniques.

From the origin of the Southern Witch Cult, it can be considered that after the ancient witch sect disintegrated, the remaining scaly claws were re-glued together. They can barely be regarded as descendants of the witch sect.

They are eager to enter the small space of Wumen, and essentially they want to obtain more complete Wumen mental skills.

Because what they got was incomplete, many talented people later filled in the gaps, but in the end it couldn't be compared with the original version.