Speed ​​Pass starts with choosing a hunter

Chapter 119 Incident
The man in black robe took off the hat that was covering his face, revealing his true appearance.

It was the owner of the Soul-Chasing Tower in Qinghe County, Xin Chou!
Ever since Qinghe Soul-Chasing Tower was destroyed by Dong Wanjun in one fell swoop, he came to Huanglong Mansion.

A playful arc appeared at the corner of Xin Chou's mouth.

"Elder Wang, is the technique given by our sect still useful?"

The technique that Xin Chou was talking about was naturally the evil method of stealing Yin that the Wang family practiced.

Elder Wang's expression became even gloomier.

The reason why the Wang family was able to obtain the evil skills that had been lost for hundreds of years was certainly not a coincidence. It originated from the Soul-Chasing Tower, or to be more precise, the Demon Sect.

"What do you want to say? Tell me now."

Elder Wang urged with a stern look on his face.

After all, he is still an elder of the Shenfu Sect. If someone with ulterior motives finds out that the killer from the Zhuihun Tower has been to the Wang family, even the peak master behind him will not protect him.

Xin Chou's smile widened and he played with the teacup in his hand with great interest.

"If you like, I can give it to you."

Elder Wang said coldly.

Xin Chou chuckled and put the teacup back on the coffee table.

"My Lord asked me to ask you, how are the things he wants prepared?"

Elder Wang: "Recently, I have been targeted by two of Dong Wanjun's disciples. Please give me some time."

"Dong Wanjun's apprentice?"

Xin Chou's face turned cold.

There are not many people who can be called Dong Wanjun's disciples, and they all happen to be his enemies.

"Since you are causing trouble, just kill them all."

A hint of murderous intent flashed across Xin Chou's face, followed by an evil smile.

"It can also be made into a top-quality Yin-Yang corpse. If Dong Wanjun saw it, he would definitely be very satisfied."

The Yin-Yang Corpse created by a strong and dirty martial artist must be amazing.

Elder Wang said nothing. For a strong and violent martial artist, his temper was good enough.

Of course he was not good-tempered towards Xin Chou. A strong and dirty killer was not worthy of making an elder of Shenfu Sect so cautious. He was just afraid of the Soul-Chasing Tower behind Xin Chou, or the Demon Sect.

"I'll do it right away."

Wang Changsheng didn't have any extra words.

Dong Wanjun's two disciples were quite capable and had already found some clues. If they continued investigating, they might find out that the Wang family was the real culprit. He had already made up his mind to kill them.

So what if my master is Dong Wanjun?
If you don’t have enough strength, you will die anyway.

Xin Chou showed a satisfied smile on his face: "Very good, Your Excellency will definitely be satisfied when he sees the body of Dong Wanjun's disciple."

As soon as he finished speaking, he put on his hat again, turned around and left without looking back.

late at night.

Just three hours after Xin Chou left.

Another person appeared silently in the Wang family courtyard.

The pitch-black nightgown made him blend in perfectly with the night, and even the patrolling guards of the Wang family did not notice his presence.

Not long after, Wang Changsheng pushed open the door and walked out.

He seemed to have anticipated this, and the appearance of the man in black did not surprise him at all.

"Who to kill?"

The man in black spoke slowly.

Wang Changsheng sneered: "Does the ghostwriter need to know the target?"

The man in black was silent for a while.

In most cases, the ghostwriter needs to know who the person to be killed is, but Wang Changsheng gives too much, so much that he can kill anyone, not to mention that this time Wang Changsheng himself will do it personally.

Wang Changsheng: "Let's go, don't keep the guests waiting."

After saying that, he jumped over the courtyard wall.

The man in black had a blank expression on his face. Although he didn't understand why the ancestor of the Wang family chose to jump over the wall instead of going through the main gate, he still followed him.

another side.

South of the city, Huanglong Market.

Huanglong Market is extremely large, and most of the land south of Huanglong City is occupied by the market.

Almost all the natural treasures in Huanglongfu can be found here.

Even some things that may not even be available in the Shenfu Gate may appear in an ordinary stall in the Huanglong Market.

Therefore, there are often treasure hunters wandering around the market, finding treasures that the stall owners regard as ordinary items, and then selling them for thousands of taels of gold.

Of course, if you want to make a living in this field you must have extremely good eyesight, just like appraising antiques in previous lives, which is not something that everyone can do.

Huanglong Market is bustling with people, and many merchants from other provinces come here to visit.

Bai Yuan was standing in front of a vegetable stall bargaining with the stall owner.

"Ten taels. I'll buy this cabbage."

"No, twenty taels."

"Eight taels."

".There's something wrong with you. Fifteen taels, take it or leave it."

"wrap up."

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The stall owner blinked his eyes. He always felt that he was at a loss because the other party was too decisive in giving the price.

But since I said the price myself, it’s hard to go back on my word.

Fortunately, the price of fifteen taels of silver is not too low.

An ordinary cabbage is not worth a penny, and certainly cannot be sold at the sky-high price of fifteen taels, unless it is a spiritual vegetable.

Yes, Bai Yuan came to Huanglong Market to buy spiritual vegetables.

In just half a day, he had prepared all the spiritual vegetables needed to cook the Fire Spirit Soup.

Unlike spiritual herbs, one of which could be worth a thousand taels of silver, the value of spiritual vegetables was much lower. Most of them were dug out from the mountains by mountain people and then bought by big restaurants in the city, so the prices fluctuated greatly.

But for Bai Yuan, who has the profession of spiritual cook, spiritual vegetables and spiritual herbs are no different, but the price is a hundred times cheaper, which is simply too cost-effective.

The stall owner took out a hemp rope, tied a few knots around the cabbage and handed it to Bai Yuan.

Bai Yuan took the cabbage.

In fact, with his current net worth, he would buy it even for 150 taels, let alone 15 taels.

However, since you have come to the market, you must bargain first. Many vendors in Huanglong Market will trade what they have with each other privately. Once you are identified as a sucker, the price will definitely increase several times the next time you come.

Bai Yuan had sold wild animals in Qinghe County before, so he knew the ins and outs of the business very well.

After he had gathered all the spiritual vegetables he needed, he didn't stay in the Huanglong Market for long.

Soon, they returned to the Wanjun Peak courtyard.

A raging fire was burning under the stove, and the soup in the big iron pot was boiling, exuding fragrance.

Master-level cooking skills allowed Bai Yuan to control the heat to perfection, and everything was just right.

Seeing the color of the soup change slightly, Bai Yuan shook his left hand and particles of fire spirits sprinkled into the soup.

This is the soul of this soup.

The soup instantly turned into an attractive red color, just like the beef hotpot in the previous life. The fire was high and the soup thickened, and the Fire Spirit Soup was finally ready.

Bai Yuan took out several small glass bottles and divided the Fire Spirit Soup into several portions.

He drank up the remaining fire spirit soup in the pot in big gulps.

Just like the Shui Ling Soup before, you can’t drink too much, otherwise you will burn to death due to excessive fire spirit.

After drinking the Fire Spirit Soup, Bai Yuan felt his blood boiling.

In just a moment, fine beads of dirty sweat appeared on his body, which smelled extremely fishy.

Under the effect of the Fire Spirit Soup, the impurities in the blood were forced out.

Bai Yuan only felt refreshed, and the energy and blood in his body became more pure.

This bowl of Fire Spirit Soup is more effective than two Blood Refining Pills.

But the stench that wafted from his body made him frown.

It stinks so badly, it's three times more terrible than a beggar who hasn't taken a bath for ten years.

Bai Yuan had no choice but to boil a large bucket of water and wash his whole body carefully. He changed several buckets of water before the bad smell was washed away.

After changing into clean clothes, he planned to go back to his room to rest.

But just as he was about to lie down——

Just heard a pop.

A small stone pierced the window paper, and Bai Yuan was quick to catch the stone.

Almost at the same moment, he turned over, got out of bed, jumped out of the windowsill, looked at the dark night and frowned.

"He ran pretty fast."

The man was very good at martial arts and had already walked far away, so he could not be caught up.

He looked at the pebble in his hand.

I saw that the small stone was wrapped in a ball of paper. It was obvious that the man's purpose was to deliver a message.

Bai Yuan opened the crumpled paper ball.

"Junior Brother Bai, the matter is urgent. Let's meet at the City God Temple. You Shengnan will stay."

(End of this chapter)