The first cause of all realms

Chapter 217 The Evil Ghost of Debt Collection, the Killing God Urging His Life

In the bustling downtown area, there is a tavern with little business. Just looking at the yellowed wine flag, one can tell that the tavern has been open for many years.

The store clerk was lazily basking in the sun, there were only three people in the store, apart from him and the shopkeeper, there was only an old man who lost half of one tooth.

call!
Suddenly, there was a cold wind blowing, and the guy shivered suddenly, and felt his hairs stand on end.

It seems that the winter is coming in an instant.

With a jolt, he opened his eyes, only to see a man in black in a cloak coming in front of the store at some time, with no facial features, male, female, old or young.

There is only a long sword with a sheath around his waist.

"Guests please."

The guy was shocked and got up to greet him.

However, this guest was very weird, even though he said ten sentences, he didn't answer a word, and he didn't sit down, but went straight to the backyard.

"Guest officer?"

Just as the guy was about to stop him, he felt a chill in his heart and subconsciously took a step back.

"Where do friends come from?"

Behind the counter, the slightly rich shopkeeper looked at the cloaked man:
"We only entertain friends in this backyard."

The shopkeeper seemed to be quite old, with gray and disheveled hair, and his eyes were slightly cloudy.

He looked the person up and down, and was a little surprised in his heart.

Unexpectedly, I didn't feel the slightest breath, as if the cloak was just a cloak, and there was no one in it...

The man in the cloak turned around slowly, without saying a word, he only tapped the table twice, leaving his handwriting.

The guy looked at it, and felt relieved.

"A debt-collecting evil ghost, a killing god who urges death."

Seeing the handwriting on the table, the shopkeeper nodded indistinctly, the man understood, and then led the cloaked man to the backyard.

'This man is dangerous...'

The shopkeeper shook his head slightly, but he really didn't remember which master he was.

He glanced at the old man drinking slowly in the corner. The old man drank his last glass of wine leisurely, got up slowly, and walked towards the backyard.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper felt relieved.

Wu Duo violated the ban.

After learning martial arts, I don't want to farm or chop firewood anymore, and I don't want to be greeted and sent. I sell myself as a slave, let alone perform on the street, and look after people's homes.

Naturally, there are many people who have taken the path of making money.

Cuiminglou is such an organization.

Among them, good and bad are mixed, most of them are martial arts practitioners who don't want to join the powerful court, but are not satisfied with the status quo, and there are many people who can't tolerate being in the court and hate ghosts.

This is a loose but huge organization.

Its looseness lies in the fact that the reminder building has no resident at all, let alone restrain the killers in the building, and its hugeness lies in that it has no threshold.

As long as you know any stronghold in the reminder building, you can join it and receive various tasks.

Earn money, even pills, martial arts.

This old tavern is one of the strongholds of Cuiminglou.

Across the street, in a room in a high-rise somewhere, Yang Jue sat cross-legged, concentrating on the Suppressing Evil Seal, sensing what the living dead had seen and heard.

This is a very novel experience.

It's not that he saw something from the perspective of the living dead, it's more like he possessed himself on it, using another body to walk around the world.

Even, with the help of this immortal body, one can eat, walk, and perform martial arts.

Of course, being unable to leave him too far is a flaw.

Based on the attempt on Yangju Road, the distance is centered on Zhenxie Seal, 330 meters, which is the limit.

Once this distance is exceeded, the living dead will lose control and fall into a deep sleep like a hibernating snake until they die.

The living dead also need to be maintained.

However, the things to eat are not ordinary grains. Apart from the evil energy accumulated on the seal of suppressing evil, what Yang Jue has found so far is only pills.

The stiff internal organs of the living dead have long been unable to digest normal food, and only the elixir that melts in the mouth can maintain their activities.

"The reminder building..."

Yang Jue's mind was concentrated, most of his energy was controlled by Zhenxie Seal to control the stronghold of the living dead entering the Mingming Tower, and the other half of his energy was on himself, alerting to possible dangers.

The backyard of the old tavern is not very big.

A few rooms away, there are a few old trees with yellowing leaves.

"Is this the first time for a guest? Do you need a little guidance?"

In front of the old tree, the man asked tentatively.

"lead the way."

A hoarse and gloomy voice came from under the cloak, and the man shuddered, unable to say what he wanted for money.

Cursing secretly, he opened the secret passage.

From the tree roots to the ground, this is an extremely secret tunnel, with scattered torches in it, and behind the short tunnel, there is an open space.

Similar to the crime room with six doors.

There are many tunnels leading to this place, including the one he came from, there are actually nine tunnels.

More than a dozen killers who either disguised themselves or concealed their faces kept a distance from each other and looked at the thing hanging on the wooden sign in the middle, which looked like a wanted warrant.

Arriving here, the guy naturally turned and left.

Yang Ju's heart moved, and he manipulated the living dead to approach and look at the wooden signs.

Not surprisingly, these are all assassination missions.

'so much? '

Yang Yu was slightly surprised.

The wooden sign is not small, each piece is pasted with assassination posts ranging from a few dozen to as many as dozens, and such a wooden sign costs as much as 13 yuan in this cave.

There are many types and many goals.

In addition to the common assassination missions, there are also missions such as guarding, spying on intelligence, and stealing.

The rewards are also very complicated, money, weapons, pills, martial arts, and even, there are beauties, child molesters...

Not long after, Yang Qiu saw his assassination mission.

[Third Grade Top Mission: Six Doors Bronze Medal to catch the head of Yang prison.This man was extremely ferocious, and was once known as "Yang Beheaded", with sharp sword skills and amazing archery skills.

Under the bow of the Four Elephants, he once killed the three major bandits in Changliu, and he must be a warrior of the Four Passes.Be careful, be careful! 】

[Suggestions: good at concealment, master of horizontal training, master of poison use, master of assassination]

[Rewards: 200 taels of gold, 3000 taels of silver, two middle school martial arts, [-] pieces of nourishing qi powder, and [-] blood-enriching pills each. After completing the task, the employer will give you another thank you]

Looking at the task of assassinating himself, Yang prison felt strange.

There is actually more than one quest about him, besides the one with the most lucrative reward, there are three more hunting posts.

However, this one, the latest one, seems to have been released soon.

At the same level, it is also the highest.

The task rank of Cuiming Tower is the lowest at rank one, and it is not too low at rank three. Many of the elders of several major sects in Qingzhou are wandering around at rank two.

In fact, on this wooden sign, the highest task is only on the fourth rank.

"This friend, are you eyeing this person too?"

There was a sharp voice as if he was pinching his throat, and a thin middle-aged man with a pale and unnatural complexion, who was obviously easy to bear, came to him.

Yang prison glanced coldly:

"how?"

"It's a lot, but unfortunately, this task is not worth it! I don't know my friend, but not long ago, this person assisted Xu Wenji in killing the Changliu bandit, Ji Longshan!"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

Before the person's voice fell, the other people in the cave were also attracted, either surprised or puzzled.

"This person killed Ji Longshan?"

"Yang's head beheaded? A mere bronze medal? How is it possible?"

"Although Ji Longshan became a monk halfway, he only has one excellent martial art, the Chilong Zhengang, but he is a great master who changed his blood thirteen times and built five levels of foundation.

Which prison is this? "

The crowd commented in amazement, and re-examined the assassination post.

Some people also broke into a cold sweat secretly. This is the killer who is determined to take on this task.

Scanning everyone's expressions from the corner of the eye, Yang Jue felt strange.

Although I knew that the reminder building was loose, I didn't expect it to be so loose. When the task was issued, I didn't even share the latest information.

No wonder those two idiots are going to die...

"The tasks in the building are getting more and more confusing! If this person can kill Ji Longshan, even if he is not the quasi-grandmaster of the fifth level, he is probably not far behind.

Such a character is actually rated as a third-rank upper class? ! "

A burly master of horizontal training jumped up against the table, very annoyed.

He almost took the task.

"It is indeed inaccurate to define this person as a third-rank upper class..."

In the tunnel, the voice of Lao Lao came.

Yang Yu's heart skipped a beat.

The moment the sound came, the cave fell silent, everyone shut their mouths, and the yelling big man turned pale, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

"You, why are you here, why..."

There are killer shortness of breath.

It was an old man whose teeth were about to fall out. His body was so thin that he could be blown away by a gust of wind. No matter how he looked at it, he didn't have the slightest threat.

'The old guy? '

Yang Jue recognized the old man as the old guy from the previous tavern.

The five senses of the living dead were rigid, far less sensitive than his, so that he didn't realize that the old man was actually a great master.

In fact, even if you look at it from a close distance, with the eyes of the living dead, you can't see anything.

However, from the changes in the expressions of many killers, he guessed the identity of this person.

Zhao Minglou, the person in charge of Qingzhou, Zhao Wusha!

This person is very mysterious, so mysterious that even though he is also on the arrest list of Six Doors, there is almost no information about this person.

I only know that this person's martial arts are extremely high, looking at Qingzhou, he is also in the top ten.

Looking at it now, I'm afraid it's no worse than Fang Qidao.

"I have nothing to do, I went out to have a drink."

The old man walked over slowly, shaking his head slightly:
"Not to mention that this person can assist others in killing Jilong Mountain, but the excellent archery technique that can shoot and kill the three major bandits, it should be rated as the fourth rank..."

"Old Zhao said yes."

In the tunnel extending in all directions, there was a response, and a ghostly figure jumped out, bowed and said:

"It's because the subordinates have unknown information..."

"Return this task, re-rank it, notify the employer, and let him make up the reward. If you can't make up, this task does not need to be sent again!"

The old man said lightly.

The bowed man nodded hurriedly, tore off the assassination sticker, turned around and rushed into one of the tunnels.

"Everyone is busy, don't worry about the old man."

Glancing at the trembling murderers, the old man smiled slightly, ignored the others, and looked at the cloaked living dead:
"Chat?"

He recognizes me?

No, he recognized Fang Qidao?
Sensitively aware of the change in the old man's tone, Yang Yu didn't refuse, nodded, and said hoarsely:
"it is good."

The viscera of the living dead are rigid, and the pronunciation is very obscure.

The old man frowned slightly, turned around, and led Yang Jue into a secret room.

In the secret room, the lights were even dimmer.

The old man waved his hand casually, closed the stone door, and just smiled:
"This time I left the customs, not many people know about it. Brother Qi found it so quickly, which makes me even more curious about your background!"

He really recognized Fang Qidao!

However, I don't know Fang Qidao's true identity...

Hearing this, Yang Jue's heart sank, and he said hoarsely:
"What's the flaw?"

"Brother Qi's disguise is so ingenious this time, that the old man almost didn't recognize it. Unfortunately, although you have changed your breath and voice, the scent is not enough to cover it up."

Zhao Wuzai smiled lightly and said:

"The disappearance of the Ghost Villa ahead of schedule has something to do with Brother Qi?"

"It doesn't matter."

Yang Ju responded coldly, but his mind was spinning rapidly.

This old guy's martial arts might not be as good as Fang Qidao in his heyday, if he sees anything, this living dead person might be planted...

"is it?"

Zhao Wusha obviously didn't believe it, so he didn't dwell on this issue too much, and asked:

"Brother Qi, why are you here? Why did you leave our usual stronghold and come here from all the way?"

The turbid eyes flashed fiercely, examining.

His martial arts are special, and he rarely misses, but before, he almost didn't recognize this person, which is a bit weird...

"I came after one person, but it's a pity that he disappeared. I thought that there is a stronghold of Guilou here, so I came here to try my luck."

Yang Ju tried his best to imitate Fang Qidao's tone, and said indifferently.

"With Brother Qi's skill, is there anyone who can't catch up?"

Zhao Wusha was a little surprised, curiously said:

"Who is this person?"

"An unknown person."

Yang Jue's mind changed, and he decided to use this building to find the old man.

The intelligence of Cuiminglou may not be comparable to that of Six Gates and Jinyiwei, but these underground organizations often have unusual channels.

"Is it related to the Liansheng Sect?"

Zhao Wushao's face was cold, his interest was mostly gone, and he asked in a disappointing way:
"Brother Qi always has to come up with these kinds of problems! Last time he offered a reward to Wei Zhengxian, this time he wants to provoke Lian Shengjiao again? This business can't be done, at least, I can't do it.

This is the rule. "

In this world, there are all kinds of rules, explicit, dark, and unwritten, everywhere.

And the more high-ranking ones are, the more they are trying to get sideways, the more they must abide by the rules.

Assassin organizations have been exploiting sideways throughout the ages.

Those evil people who are hated by people and hate ghosts are not tolerated in the rivers and lakes and the court. If they don't even abide by their own rules, then there is no way out.

The reminder building is very loose, and there are no rules for mutual assistance. The strongholds in each state are independent.

Here, he never accepts tasks that exceed the fourth rank.

"It's not enough just to find someone?"

Yang Jue was amazed at what was revealed in his words, but he didn't believe in any rules, so he calmly quoted the price:

"A superior martial art, how about it?"

"The Liansheng Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and its influence spreads all over the world. Not to mention in this Ming Dynasty, even in Dali and Sirius, they all have a great reputation..."

"I want this old man to provoke such forces..."

Zhao Wushao paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, turned around suddenly, and said:

"I have to pay more!"

　……………Don’t dare to say anything, try your best.

　
(End of this chapter)