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Fan Qi stepped into the Miaoyi Museum and looked around casually.

There was only one young man in his early twenties in the store, sitting at a corner of the counter, staring at a book in his hand.

Seeing him come in, she just glanced at him casually, then stared at the book in her hand again and asked, "What does the guest need?"

Fan Qi walked up to him, curious about what kind of book it was that he was reading so seriously.

But the young man seemed to have eyes on his forehead. He immediately closed the book in his hand, put it in the drawer under the counter, looked at Fan Qi, and asked again: "What do you need, sir?"

Although his movements were fast, Fan Qi's sharp eyes had already captured the image of two human bodies entangled together, outlined by two lines.

He understood and said, "I'm looking for your grandfather."

The young man raised his eyes and looked at him again, then said loudly, "Grandpa."

"Hmm?" An old voice came from the back room.

"The guest wants to see you."

"Ah."

There were light footsteps, and a dry hand lifted the bamboo curtain and walked out from the back room.

A skinny old man walked out, squinting his eyes and looked at Fan Qi.

This person is naturally the owner of Miaoyi Museum, Lu Miaoshou.

The moment he saw the appearance of the "visitor", Lu Miaoshou was stunned, and then his expression changed, and he said unhappily: "Fan Qi, what are you doing here?"

Fan Qi did not answer his question immediately, but strode past Lu Miaoshou and walked into the back room.

Lu Miaoshou did not stop him, but just snorted unhappily and followed him in.

After entering the house, Lu Miao closed the wooden door with her backhand.

Fan Qi had already sat down on a stool without any hesitation. He stared at the pile of jars and cans placed on the table next to the wall, which contained various unknown powders and liquids. He ignored the old man's gaze like a nail and asked:
"Did I disturb you while you were preparing the poison?"

"Since you know you're disturbing me, why did you still come?" Lu Miaoshou said coldly with thorns in his words.

Fan Qi retracted his casual gaze, looked at Lu Miaoshou, and said seriously: "I have something to ask you."

Lu Miaoshou stared at him without saying anything.

"Su Ruiliang, do you know him?" Fan Qi asked.

Lu Miaoshou said nothing, but just stared at him steadily.

"If you don't answer, I'll assume you know him." Fan Qi nodded.

Lu Miaoshou finally spoke again and said:
"On your first day at Kangleji, you said you don't care about the Miaoyi Pavilion, and I don't care about other things... What, Master Fan, do you think your words are bullshit?"

"The situation is different this time." Fan Qi said in a deep voice.

Lu Miaoshou stabbed back, "As long as people are alive, the situations they encounter will be different at any time - haha, to put it bluntly, even if the sky of Kangleji falls, what does it have to do with me?!"

Fan Qi stared at Lu Miaoshou, calmed himself down, and decided not to get involved in any more unnecessary entanglement with this old man.

Directly:
"Just now, Su Ruiliang used the poison you prepared for him to chop off Duan Tianpeng's head!"

Lu Miaoshou immediately shouted, "Impossible, don't lie to me. If he wants to buy the poison that can kill people in the Marrow Refining Realm, he has to sell it to me!"

"Why are they out of stock again? Didn't they say that as long as you pay 1,000 taels, you can buy one?"

"Do you really want me to say it?

Can you do business?
Can't you see this is a common tactic used by this merchant?!"

"I won't mess with you, and you don't mess with me either. Someone will come to deal with you when the time comes.

...Don't think that I am cheating. Let me tell you one more thing. I can now basically confirm that the person who wiped out all the people in Dingxing Hall of Wuyou Palace a few days ago was also this Su Ruiliang!
Today I am asking you in a nice tone, so let it be if you don’t cooperate.

I just hope that when the people from Wuyou Palace come knocking on your door in a few days, you can be as tough as you are today!"

After saying all this in one breath, Fan Qi stood up suddenly, stretched out his hand to brush off his robe on the side of his legs, and said loudly: "Goodbye!"

After that, he turned around and left.

Judging from his expression, it seems that he is not interested in digging out some so-called "information about Su Ruiliang" from him.

Fan Qi left.

Lu Miaoshou sat there alone, staring blankly for a while.

Suddenly, he slammed the table with his dry palm, causing all the jars and pots on the table to clang.

"Beast!"

His curse came from the bottom of his heart and was sincere and heartfelt.

But he didn't know whether he was scolding Fan Qi, who came and went in a hurry, or some bastard who dragged him, an old man in his twilight years, into the mud pit.

Venting out his anger wouldn’t solve any problem, so Lu Miaoshou stood up and walked out.

The young man was staring at the picture album in his hand, daydreaming, his eyes red, his ears hot, and his blood boiling, when he was suddenly slapped hard on the back of his head.

He suddenly woke up, stuffed the album into the drawer below neatly, and stood upright behind the counter, looking loyal to his duty.

However, Lu Miaoshou cursed mercilessly:
"You can be so crazy with just a few strings, what can you do? If you can bring me the real thing, I will make your bed and fold your quilt myself!"

“Then you have to give me a chance to get out.” The young man muttered.

"what?"

"Nothing... nothing." The young man said hurriedly.

"What are you still standing there for? Come over and help!" Lu Miaoshou scolded again.

"Ah...Grandpa, why are you collecting these things?"

The young man was shocked when he saw Lu Miaoshou putting all the things on the shelf into a wooden box without any distinction.

"Didn't you realize that I was planning to move away?
...You blamed me for not giving you a chance to go out, now your chance is here, enjoy it." Lu Miaoshou was swearing as she cleaned up.

"Run...run away? Why?"

Lu Miaoshou suddenly stopped, stared at his grandson for a while, and asked:

"Do you mind having your arms and legs broken, your eyes and tongue gouged out, and having to beg like a dog on the side of the road?
Or, cut off the root of your worries and focus on serving others?

If you don't mind, let's not make any trouble and just wait here peacefully."

The young man jumped up, quickly went to the side to get an empty wooden box, and shouted: "Run, run, run..."

……

The next day, early morning.

Fan Qi, who had gotten up early, had just arrived at the recreation center when someone came to report to him.

"The grandfather and grandson of Miaoyi Pavilion escaped overnight?"

"Yes."

"What's the current situation at the Miaoyi Pavilion?"

“It’s been emptied.”

"Ah."

Fan Qi nodded to show that he understood.

Judging from the expression on his face, he didn't seem surprised by the news.

At this time, the reporter talked about another thing.

“In addition, we found that the sudden disappearance of the Miaoyi Pavilion caused some panic among the other shops down below, fearing that there was a danger approaching that they were unaware of.

We speculate that the black market will be relatively depressed in the coming period, and as the number of operators decreases, some may even close down completely for a while.”

Fan Qi paused and said, "Let's just close the business. It's a good opportunity to collect all the staff below... We lost a lot of people yesterday, and we need to replenish them quickly."

At this time, someone else came to report:
"Master, President Jing and Master Gu are outside the door asking to see you."

"Why do you want to see them? They are still the masters of the entertainment center. This entertainment center is their home. Let them come in quickly."

“…They must ask you to leave.”

Fan Qi gradually came to his senses, stared at the reporter, and asked, "What's strange?"

The reporter said nothing, but just said: "You should go and see for yourself."

Fan Qi nodded thoughtfully.

When he walked to the gate of the recreation center and saw the scene on the street outside, he was stunned at first, and then walked out laughing.

But I saw that the surrounding area was full of people watching the fun.

And right in front of the recreation center’s gate is where everyone is staring at the moment.

There were two people standing there. What was special was that both of them were only wearing a pair of underwear. Apart from that, they were naked and their feet were bare.

When they saw Fan Qi appear at the gate, they all looked sad.

The two of them half-knelt on the ground, saying self-reproachfully:
"Master, we did some stupid things because of Peng Shun's instigation. We came to you today to apologize for our crimes and ask for your punishment!"

As soon as the two men finished talking, two people came up to Fan Qi, each holding a wooden tray. On each tray was a scary-looking iron whip.

Looking at the frightening details on the iron whip on the plate, Fan Qi secretly praised in his heart, who said that the masters of Kangleji are all uneducated and rough people?

This play originated from the Yuan Emperor period. Isn’t it a very good restoration?

Even the weapon details are so accurate!
Since it was a play, Fan Qi naturally had to put himself into the role and act it out. Otherwise, could he really use this iron whip that could kill people to carry out executions?
He walked forward with a big laugh, and in front of everyone's eyes, he helped the two men up, holding one in each hand, and strode towards the recreation center.

If he wasn't holding two old men with a lot of chest hair and beards, this scene would really be easy to make people think of something impure.

……

After returning home, Geng Xuan was still thinking about how to explain to his aunt Zeng Rou and Chen Rongshan why he did not return home last night.

He was very sure that other people in Changpingfang might not know about this, but they two must know it.

However, neither Zeng Rou, who asked Chen Xiaoyu to call her over for dinner, nor Chen Rongshan and Chen Zheng, who returned home later, mentioned this matter.

——Ever since Chen Rongshan brought Chen Zheng back because of the chaos in Dingxing Hall of Wuyou Palace last time, Chen Zheng has never been to the martial arts gym again. Instead, he took other team members to hunt in the outskirts of Chiwu Mountain under the leadership of the old hunting team, leaving early and returning late every day.

Since the Chen family tacitly agreed not to mention the matter, Geng Xuan was relieved.

After meal.

Geng Xuan returned to the room, picked up a jar of medicinal wine and drank it until his stomach was full. Then he lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and combed his hair.

Because he drank too much in one breath, his stomach felt a little bloated and uncomfortable, but Geng Xuan endured it.

Anyway, my body is strong, and this condition will soon be relieved as the medicinal power in the wine spreads into my body.

It's not that he is addicted to alcohol, but Geng Xuan understands that as time goes by, it will become more and more difficult for him to use these medicinal liquors as auxiliary resources.

Now, in order to make the "bone shrinking method" of the minor success realm play its highest efficiency and maximize the progress of bone refining, six kilograms of medicinal wine must be consumed every day.

This was barely within his tolerance, so Geng Xuan thought about using the medicinal wine first and trying to keep the blood-replenishing pills and essence pills in his hands to cope with the greater demand in the future.

……

In terms of the number of people killed, this time it broke the record of Dingxing Hall in Wuyou Palace.

That time, even if we counted the peddler, the thin man and others who were killed in advance, we only killed 16 people in total. But this time, including Duan Tianpeng, we killed 19 people in total.

But in terms of good fortune, this time's gains are actually inferior to the last time.

Except for Duan Tianpeng, the other eighteen people brought him a total of 308 points of good luck.

The average "contribution" per person is about 17 points, which is already a lot.

However, compared with the "professionals" in Dingxing Hall of Wuyou Palace, they seem a little pale in comparison.

I am afraid of comparison in everything.

Comparing these two groups of people together, the black-robed guards, who definitely don’t have a good reputation in Kangleji and have done many evil things, and who make people hate and fear them, actually appear to be somewhat "handsome".

Fortunately, Duan Tianpeng, a powerful marrow-refining expert, earned back a lot of face for them. He alone brought Geng Xuan a full forty-six points of good luck.

He surpassed the ugly beggar with deformed legs and became the current top single contributor.

Together, these nineteen people brought a total of 354 points of good fortune to Geng Xuan.

Adding the remaining 122 points, the current fortune is [476] points, setting a new record high.

Geng Xuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It seems that it is not too difficult to collect 10,000 points. Thirty more rounds of killing like this will basically be enough."

Of course, Geng Xuan was just joking in his mind.

The small Kangle Group is definitely not able to afford such "kindness".

However, now is not the time to think about this.

Overall, the benefits from the two massacres were not much different in terms of luck.

In comparison, the difference in profits from black luck is huge.

That time in Dingxing Hall of Wuyou Palace, he was given a total of 27 points of bad luck.

But this time, while the good luck was not much different, the bad luck was only five points.

Taking into account the seven points of white luck that were added after he became a direct disciple of the martial arts school yesterday, and the seven points of black luck that disappeared, the total amount of black luck has not increased but decreased, from the initial "83 points" to "81 points".

What Geng Xuan was most curious about was the huge difference in the profits from the two black lucks, and the reason behind it.

“At first glance, it seems that it’s because one party has the support of Wuyou Palace, while the other party has no force of equal strength to back it up.

But this can only explain why the destruction of the Wuyou Palace Dingxing Hall stronghold had 27 points of bad luck, but it cannot explain why the bad luck this time is so little. "

“The biggest difference is that the time I attacked the Dingxing Hall stronghold in Wuyou Palace was a solo operation by me.

The calamity that follows every killing must naturally be borne by me alone."

“And this time, I did not act alone, but killed as part of an organization.

Even though every killing will result in the same backlash, this backlash will not fall directly on me personally, but will fall on the organization first.

Just like when two countries go to war, no matter how ruthlessly the soldiers of the two countries kill each other, the first ones to bear the brunt of the disaster are the two "countries", not the individuals who directly participated in the killing. "

“The situation this time is the same.

Although I was the one who committed the murder, the first to suffer the backlash was the martial arts school.

Peng Shun is the head of the martial arts gym, the natural core, the tallest one. If the gym falls, he will be the first to be hit."

“I ended up with five bad luck points, and that was because Pang Shun couldn’t handle it all.

If he was stronger and could have taken on all the misfortunes this time, I probably wouldn't even have these five points of bad luck."

……

Apart from the changes in good luck and bad luck, Geng Xuan did not gain anything else this time.

Due to the rush of time, he didn't even touch the bodies of those who died at his hands, which is somewhat regrettable.

"Oh no, there's one more."

Geng Xuan took out a book of martial arts from his arms.

"Mighty Strength"

At this moment, Geng Xuan's heart finally settled down.

……

The next day.

morning.

Feeling the medicinal wine in his body turning into medicinal power and spreading into his limbs and bones, Geng Xuan had a clearer grasp of his current condition.

"Refining the skin to 65%, refining the flesh to 51%, refining the blood to 47%, refining the bones to 22%. There is still a long way to go before refining the marrow... Don't worry, don't worry, take your time..."

If you want to start refining your marrow, higher requirements are placed on your body.

It is not a one-sided requirement, but a comprehensive one, covering all aspects of physical fitness.

If the achievements of the previous four realms were used as a basis, then the minimum standard would be to cultivate to "80% skin refining, 70% flesh refining, 60% blood refining, and 50% bone refining" before one could begin practicing the marrow refining realm.

This means that Geng Xuan’s achievements in all aspects, from refining the skin and flesh to refining the blood and bones, are still insufficient.

All of them require at least one major realm improvement to barely meet the requirements.

Although Geng Xuan has a lot of luck now, he is not in a hurry to improve his skills.

In fact, the rapid improvement of Song Tao swordsmanship and Lianhuan Steps in a short period of time, as well as the improvement of multiple skills to the master and even grandmaster level, certainly made his light body lifting and hidden weapon throwing techniques leap forward in a very short period of time, but he still failed to fully digest and absorb these gains.

In order to better digest these abilities, Geng Xuan was not in a hurry to upgrade his skills again.

However, this was not one of the things he had planned in mind.

After everything was sorted out, Geng Xuan left the courtyard.

Zeng Rou, who was picking vegetables under the eaves outside the kitchen in the opposite courtyard, saw that he did not go to the forest, but walked into the workshop, so she asked: "Xuan brother, are you not going to the mountains to practice today?"

Geng Xuan shook his head: "I'm not going today. I'm going to learn something from Master Chai."

"Then I'll save some food for you at noon."

"Well, thank you, auntie."

"..."

Geng Xuan came to Master Chai's courtyard.

The old man was lying leisurely on the chair. When he saw him come in, he didn't even look at him. He just grabbed the teapot on the table and took a sip, then said slowly:

"Boy, you are lucky. You don't have to pay me back the 120 taels of silver you owe me."

"Ah, why?" Geng Xuan looked surprised.

He was really surprised, this was totally beyond his expectations.

I couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Mr. Chai is actually a very generous and cheerful person, but he just acts stingy on weekdays?

"Because your creditor has run away."

Mr. Chai's answer almost broke Geng Xuan's waist again.

After hearing this, Geng Xuan looked Mr. Chai up and down, and asked in confusion: "Aren't you right in front of me?"

Master Chai coughed lightly and said:
"Your creditor is not me, but someone else."

Geng Xuan was stunned for a moment, then he seemed to have thought of something and asked, "When you found that blowpipe set, you didn't pay anyone for it?"

Mr. Chai nodded and said, "I'm using my old face to help you with the credit."

Geng Xuan's expression became strange, and he couldn't help asking:

"Did you buy that blowpipe on credit? Was it your name or mine?"

Mr. Chai said, "You are the one who owes the money, so of course it's your name that's written on it."

As he spoke, he showed an annoyed look on his face and muttered:

"If I had known that old man would run away, I should have written my name. That way, no matter how I settle accounts with him, you will always have to pay me for the blowpipe!"

As he spoke, he sighed and shook his head, as if regretting that he had lost hundreds of millions due to operational errors.

Geng Xuan ignored his self-pity; he was curious about something else.

"Who is my creditor then?"

"Lu Miaoshou from the Miaoyi Pavilion... do you know this person?"

Geng Xuan was stunned by Mr. Chai's answer, and for a moment he didn't even know how to respond.

After a pause, he said, "...I don't know him, but I've heard people talk about him. He seems to be a very powerful person?"

Then he paused and asked, "You said he ran away, what's going on?"

Master Chai shook his head and said, "I don't know what happened. I just heard that Fan Qi went to see him yesterday, and then he packed up and ran away overnight... I don't know what Fan Qi said to him."

Geng Xuan's heart was pounding. He had vaguely guessed what Fan Qi and Lu Miaoshou had said to him yesterday.

He guessed that this might be related to himself!

It’s not that he is narcissistic, but there are too many traces left on Duan Tianpeng’s headless body.

With just a quick examination, it is not difficult to find signs of poisoning before the person died.

Geng Xuan was still thinking about this matter in his heart, but he looked as if he had thrown it aside.

The reason for expressing joy is that the "creditor" has disappeared and there is no need to pay the blowing fee.

Skipping this opening topic, Geng Xuan directly stated his purpose.

"Master Chai, can you find me a good bow?"

Master Chai opened his eyes, glanced at him, and asked, "Are you trying to learn my chain tracking arrows again?"

"Yeah." Geng Xuan did not deny it.

What's the purpose of asking Mr. Chai for a bow at this time?

Having seen the examples of blown arrows and featherless arrows before, he did not directly scold them this time. Instead, he asked:
"Can you learn it all? Don't bite off more than you can chew!"

"I've actually learned almost everything. Now all I need is a good bow."

Master Chai nodded and said:

“If you don’t have any particular requirements, you can just get any bow, it’s not hard to find.

But if you want to find a good bow, it’s not that easy. Unless you are very lucky, you will have to wait for a while.”

Geng Xuan pondered and replied, "...Then you can just get me an ordinary one first, so I can use it first, and we can talk about it later when I find a better one."

"Are you in such a hurry?"

Master Chai nodded, but suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Geng Xuan, asking:

"Are you planning to participate in the autumn hunt as a shooter?"

(End of this chapter)