Longevity: Liver Experience from the Hunter Ship

Chapter 162 Shipbuilding family, undercurrents surge (subscription required)
Weiyuan Fairy City.

Shipyard.

The one called "Little Master Zhong" was a young man in his teens.

He boarded the deck, took out several instruments, and observed the patterns.

After half an hour.

Master Zhong stood up, walked down the deck, and said to the expectant middle-aged casual cultivator.

"Well...no problem, the formation is not damaged much, and the damage to the hull is not difficult to repair."

"How about a hundred spirit stones?"

This price is quite fair.

Hearing this, the middle-aged casual cultivator was overjoyed, and hastily signed the spiritual deed and paid the deposit.

"Thank you, Master Zhong."

"One month later, bring the spirit contract and come to get the boat."

Sending off the middle-aged casual cultivator, Little Master Zhong nodded.

His name is Zhong Qi.

Although young.

But it comes from a well-known shipbuilding family in Weiyuan Immortal City.

His grandfather, known as a master shipbuilder, had single-handedly led the construction of a second-order spirit ship!
In the current sea area, the flagship 'Black Ship' of Donglong Luoshi, Youjiao, was built by Zhong Qi's grandfather, Master Zhong.

What's even more rare is that Master Zhong has an extremely tight-lipped tone and never discloses customer information!

After the Youjiao shined brilliantly and sank the Soul Gold.

Many people, contacting the descendants of the Zhong family, wanted to imitate a blood path spirit ship similar to the Youjiao.

however.

Not only did Master Zhong not reveal a word of news during his lifetime.

Among the relics and notes after death, there was no description about the Blood Dao Formation.

When the news came out, the buyers were inevitably a little disappointed.

However, I can't help feeling that Master Zhong kept his promise and kept the secret, so righteous!

This reputation has brought a good word-of-mouth effect to the Zhong family.

Therefore, after Master Zhong passed away, he still maintained his family and did not decline.

In recent years.

Zhong Qi is even more prominent, showing his outstanding talent in shipbuilding and formations!

"Let's start the work..." Zhong Qi called the boatmen, ready to start repairs.

And this time.

A flower suddenly appeared in front of Zhong Qi's eyes.

From the corner of his eyes, he seemed to catch a glimpse of swift white shadows flying out of the gate of the shipyard.

"Ok?"

Zhong Qi rubbed her eyes, but there was nothing in front of her eyes.

"Is it an illusion?"

He didn't think much, and led the boatmen to start repairing the spirit ship.

……

The next day.

Within the bell mansion.

Zhong Qi looked calm as she enjoyed her breakfast.

The maid approached and handed over a newspaper that smelled of ink.

"Master, this is today's Weiyuan Morning Post."

"Well, let it go." Zhong Qi nodded.

As a trade center, the monks in Weiyuan Xiancheng place a high value on information.

Therefore, a form similar to the 'daily newspaper' has long been born.

Many families, or wealthy casual cultivators, will subscribe to newspapers all year round to ensure that they will not miss key information.

Zhong Qi had breakfast and opened the newspaper.

"Scattered construction and foundation success...it's luck."

There was envy in his eyes.

Even if it is a casual cultivator, once the foundation is successfully established, it is tantamount to a class leap and becomes a big shot that the Zhong family can't afford to offend.

"Building a foundation... I don't know, is it possible for me to build a foundation in this life?"

Zhong Qi restrained her mind and continued to read the newspaper.

Suddenly, a bloody photo made Zhong Qi's pupils shrink suddenly!
"Murder in the outer city, a casual cultivator was brutally murdered, the murderer was extremely cruel, the victim's skull was broken, suspected to be the work of a physical cultivator or a spirit beast..."

"Wait...this?"

Zhong Qi stared at the photo, her heart trembled, she dared not believe it.

"This person...isn't he the casual repairman who entrusted my shipyard to repair the ship yesterday?"

Although the death of the corpse was miserable and beyond recognition, Zhong Qi was still quite familiar with the magic robe.

With the monk's memory, he is almost sure.

The victim was the casual cultivator from yesterday!

"This……"

"Maybe... just picked up a wrecked ship for no reason, causing people to hate?"

"But the method is too cruel..."

Looking at the miserable corpse, Zhong Qi's face turned pale, and she felt nauseated, almost wanting to vomit.

After drinking a glass of water, it took a while to calm down.

"Forget it... there's nothing you can do if you die."

"That spirit ship has been repaired for a few months, if no one comes to pay the final payment, then sell it."

"Should I still make some money?"

Zhong Qi thought about it for a second, and a faint look of joy appeared between her brows.

After all, if a medium-grade spirit ship is sold, it will be worth a thousand and hundreds of spirit stones!

A few more such windfalls.

Maybe, after more than ten years, he will be able to purchase a Foundation Establishment Pill?
With this in mind, Zhong Qi went to the shipyard to prepare for repair work.

……

however.

Arriving at the shipyard, bad news came.

"The boatman is missing?"

"Old Uncle Li is missing?" Zhong Qi frowned deeply.

Old Uncle Li, but the old boatman his family is used to.

As long as he can remember, this old Uncle Li has been working in the factory.

It's impossible for such a person to disappear without saying a word, right?
"Have you visited his house?" Zhong Qi asked.

"I asked, Old Uncle Li's wife said that he didn't come home last night."

Several boatmen panicked.

"Huh?" Zhong Qi frowned even deeper.

Think for a while.

He took out ten spirit stones and handed them to a boatman.

"You make a quick trip to Weiyuan Morning Post to publish a missing person notice. For the rest, buy some Lingmi for Lao Li's wife and children."

"The rest, let's get to work."

And at this time, I don't know what to do.

Suddenly, Zhong Qi glanced out of the corner of her eye, and there seemed to be a white figure standing in the shadow corner of the shipyard.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and the white shadow disappeared.

"what……"

But Zhong Qi didn't notice that behind him, a pale figure was watching him.

Gollum.

Rolling icy scarlet eyes.

……

a few days later.

bell mansion.

Paper money is flying, sad and sad.

Servants and maids in white mourning gowns walked through the mansion.

There was a sad low pressure in the whole house.

"Have you heard?"

"Master Zhong is dead, the formation genius of the Zhong family has also become a lunatic..."

"Is it that Zhong Qi? What was he talking about, the monster we can't see, killed his father?"

"This kid also violated the Daoist's sect's Foundation Establishment Overhaul, that is, Fairy Yuqing was kind and forgave him!"

Near Zhongfu.

In the tea house across the street.

Bai Xiuying looked at Zhongfu, her eyes dimmed, and she shook the teacup.

"I always feel that this matter is not that simple..."

"That Zhong Qi doesn't look like a lunatic."

"Fairy Bai, don't worry too much... I've used all the Jiuyi test spirit charms, but there is no response."

"The way I see it, the monster is real, but it's long gone."

"That boy Zhong was completely frightened and became hysterical, saying that the monster is behind us..."

Her partner, Keqing from Xiancheng, frowned.

Immediately, he said again.

"People in the outer city are panicking now, and more than a dozen people die every day..."

"Let's solve the case as soon as possible and kill this evil cultivator who controls evil things and kills innocent people indiscriminately in the outer city!"

"In this way, people's hearts can be calmed down, and this big auction can be held smoothly."

"Hmm...that's right." Bai Xiuying nodded.

He glanced at Zhongfu.

……

bell mansion.

Zhong Qi has disheveled hair and red eyes.

"Why...why you can't see..."

"Is there anyone who can help me? Who else can build a foundation..."

He whispered in the room.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and found a whalebone brooch from the drawer!
"please……"

(End of this chapter)