I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 64 Beauty Bowl

Zhou Mu finally returned to the black alley.

Because he didn't know where the headquarters of Nonghuotang was.
But I don’t know, but someone in the dark alley knows!
"Customer, would you like a human card? We have just received a batch of top-quality goods."

The old man setting up the stall smiled slyly and sold his wares frantically to the customer in front of him who had his face covered with a hood.

He didn't care if the guests wore masks. This was a dark alley, and it was rare to see people without masks!
Zhou Mu squatted down, looked at the large and small human figures on the stall, and asked:
"From the Fire Hall?"

"Yes! There was originally a batch of goods from Tianxiang Pavilion, but some time ago..."

The old man sighed, then smiled with his yellow teeth bared:
"But the goods in Nonghuotang are no worse than those in Tianxiang Pavilion. I just saw a batch of new goods, among which there are several women. Their figures! Their faces!"

He smiled obscenely, came forward and whispered:
"If you change it back, you will definitely not go out with it for three to five days, and you will not get out of bed for three to five days!"

"Not bad."

Zhou Mu smiled:
“Where can I pick it up?”

The old man perked up:
"If you're interested, I can take you there in person, but you have to be sure you want to buy it."

"I'm sure, but I'd rather pick it on the spot."

After hesitating for just a moment, the old man nodded decisively. The card business has been getting harder and harder to do recently, so every deal he can make will count.

While he was packing up the stall, he reminded:

"Top-quality goods are not cheap, twenty-five thousand!"

"Wasn't it still 20,000 last time?"

"Hey, firstly, the price has gone up recently, and secondly, I personally took you to select them. They are among the best even among the top products. They are definitely worth it!"

"can."

As he spoke, the old man put all the cards into a bag, put a bamboo stick on his shoulder, and stood up neatly:

"Guest, are you walking?"

"Ah."

Zhou Mu followed the old man out of the dark alley and walked along the empty street.

He could sense that this old man was also quite good. It was clearly drizzling at the moment.

But when the raindrops hit the old man, they slid off naturally without leaving any water stains.
He was a top-notch strong warrior with great power, which was normal - being able to do human card business in the alleys meant he had some skills.
Otherwise, we would have been wiped out by those vicious and cruel people!

After walking through several long streets, the old man stopped in front of a four-story attic with the words "Cargo Building" written on the plaque.

The old man smiled and said:

"We've arrived. This is one of the largest warehouses in the Nonghuo Hall. There are adult half-demons in charge!"

"Is he the offspring of the Fire Hall Master?" Zhou Mu asked.

The old man shook his head:
"That's not the case. They are the worshippers of the Nonghuo Hall. After all, they are the largest half-demon force in our northern district, and there are many demon masters who come to worship them!"

"Good, good, good."

Zhou Mu sighed three times and the only thing visible on his face was his eyes, shining brightly.

'squeak'

The old man pushed open the door, and saw bright lights and a lot of noise inside.

"The first floor is a brothel. Some of the goods that have not been picked up for a long time need to be sold. Please follow me to the second floor."

Zhou Mu took a quick look and saw dozens of women chatting and hundreds of men in brocade clothes drinking with the girls. Sometimes a woman was favored and would be taken to the side room by the men in brocade clothes.

Soon a servant came to lead them. He was obviously familiar with the old man. He greeted them and led them to the second floor.

The second floor was completely different from the first floor. The lights were dim, and horizontal beams were embedded in the half-meter-high wall from left to right.
And on the horizontal bar were chains, each chain chained with a woman.

Zhou Mu took a glance and saw that there were at least forty or fifty horizontal beams on the vast second floor, with twenty to thirty people on each beam, packed very close to each other. The girls were locked up and could not stand up straight, so they could only half-kneel, crowded together, with numb expressions.

"These are all top-quality goods, but they are certainly not to your taste."

The old man grabbed the nearest girl and lifted her face up. The pretty girl with tear marks had a dull look in her eyes and her lips trembled slightly.

Pinching his arm and looking at his tongue, he fiddled with it casually like a puppet, then smiled and said, "Guest, let's go upstairs. The third floor is where all the best goods are. The worshiper who is in charge might be here too."

Zhou Mu looked at the thousands of half-naked girls who were like animals, and said nothing.

"Guest, do you have anything you value?"

"No, let's go upstairs."

Zhou Mu whispered:
"Is that worshiper also on the third floor?"

"Most likely, are you a customer who wants to visit us? If you want to buy two or three top-notch products, I can recommend one or two to you."

“Yes, I have this intention.”

As they were talking, the two of them walked towards the third floor.

The third floor was completely different from the second floor. There were no crossbars or chains, but cages instead.

The girls were also very clean and dressed brightly, but their eyes were still blank and they were unmoved by the footsteps. They huddled on the ground with their chins resting on their knees.

"Oh, sir, you are really here? I brought a guest here to pick out the best goods."

There was a square table not far away, and an old man with animal ears was painting.

Behind the old man was a weapons rack with a bow and a sword hanging on it.

On his left and right sides, a young girl was kneeling, both naked. One of them was holding an inkstone, while the other one was holding her neck high with her mouth slightly open.

Hear the voice of respect,
The old man stopped painting, grabbed the brush, coughed slightly, and spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm at the girl who was kneeling on the ground and looking up, and smiled faintly:

"It's you. The ginseng soup you delivered yesterday was good."

"Oh, I have someone at home cooking it. I'll send it to you when it's done. But the ginseng soup needs to be cooked for a long time so that the medicinal properties can be absorbed, so it takes a while to process."

"You are thoughtful."

The old man nodded slightly and patted his chest:

"That crazy woman from Taibai Martial Arts School left me with many hidden injuries."

Shaking his head slightly, he continued painting and said:

"Are you here to buy goods? Take off your mask and hood."

The old man quickly winked at Zhou Mu.

Zhou Mu ignored him and just looked around. There was no one else on the entire third floor except the twenty or thirty girls and the old half-demon.

He sighed softly:
"I heard that the old head of the Nonghuo Hall has been missing for several days. Is it true?"

The old man stared in horror, while the half-demon frowned and looked up, putting the brush down heavily.

"Who are you?"

"I came to ask questions."

Zhou Mu strode forward, and the half-demon sensed something was wrong. He waved his sleeves, and a brush on the table floated up and shot out like a sharp arrow! !
'when! ’

The brush made of human bones smashed into pieces on Zhou Mu's forehead, and the air waves were accompanied by a crisp sound.
But Zhou Mu did not pause, as if he was not hindered, and he was close in three or five steps!
"you!?"

The old half-demon's face changed, realizing that the person coming was not friendly. He grabbed the bow and knife behind him with one hand, and stabbed with the other hand!

With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, the tip of the palm pierced Zhou Mu's throat, and there was also a sound of metal clashing and breaking! !
"my hand!!"

The old half-demon's hand bones were all shattered. He let out a scream when Zhou Mu pierced his throat with his finger, causing the sound to stop abruptly. He stepped back a few steps, smashed the weapon rack, and sat on the ground, making a hoarse sound.
Then, Zhou Mu grabbed another brush on the table and threw it back!
The brush shot out, and with a whoosh, it pinned the fleeing old man to the wall like a spear! !
The enormous force also wreaked havoc in the old man's body along with the brush, breaking his bones and tendons, and cracking his internal organs. The old man coughed up blood in large mouthfuls, his eyes were unfocused, and it was obvious that he was not going to survive.

The girls in the cage raised their heads blankly.

No one exclaimed, no one screamed.

Zhou Mu silently walked around the table, walked to the old half-demon who was lying on the ground, and picked him up:

"I ask questions, and you write down your answers."

The old half-demon with a broken larynx was terrified, making hoarse sounds and nodding with difficulty.

(End of this chapter)