Cultivation Of Coders

Chapter 83 Blue Sky Alliance

Qu Qixing finished speaking and left with a group of people cheering.

Qu Qizhong looked at the people leaving, his smiling expression slowly disappeared, and only coldness remained in his eyes.

After standing blankly for a while, Qu Qizhong turned around and entered the room.

After Zhang Deming watched the scene of asking for debt, he marked Qu Qizhong, turned around and left, heading for target No. 5.

Zhang Deming only took one look at target No. 5 and eliminated it directly.

This is completely a salty fish, the kind that is hopeless.

After looking at the information, Zhang Deming changed the screening requirements again and conducted the second batch of screening.

In one afternoon, Zhang Deming went from five goals in the first batch, to seventeen goals in the second batch, to thirty-three goals in the third batch.

After preliminary screening, three candidates were finally drawn.

Among them, Qu Qizhong’s situation is currently the one Zhang Deming is most satisfied with.

Especially the other party, who seems to be a professional businessman, and his introductory spell is most likely the art of speech.

From the farce in the afternoon, it can be roughly seen that the other party's speaking skills are pretty good.

The art of speaking is a spiritual spell. There is no clear formula. It only relies on one's mouth. The practice of this spell requires a certain amount of talent.

Based on this magic, if you continue to practice, you may become a businessman in the Zaoyi Dao.

Or elite magicians such as law masters and spiritualists.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Zhang Deming found a place, had something to eat, and waited at the inn until midnight.

Then Zhang Deming put on the black robe he had prepared the morning before, put on his mask, and opened the window of the room.

The light wings on his heels trembled slightly, and Zhang Deming jumped out.

Flying quickly across the roof, because there were so many practitioners, Zhang Deming tried his best to hide the fluctuations of spiritual power on his body.

After a while, Zhang Deming came to the north of the city again. Outside Qu Qizhong's house, he lay on the roof and listened quietly for a while.

Hearing no movement, Zhang Deming sprouted a small vine from his palm, gently opened the window of a room, and flipped in with a light movement.

"who?"

As soon as Zhang Deming entered the house from the yard at the back, he heard an exclamation from the house next to him.

Zhang Deming stopped for a moment. Did he find himself or were there other colleagues?

Before Zhang Deming could make a move, after a brief silence, a word quickly rang out from the next room.

"I heard a rumor. It is said that the person who broke into my house tonight will come to say hello."

As the words rang out, Zhang Deming, who was still listening to the movement, instantly sensed the fluctuation of spiritual power.

Immediately, he began to stand up uncontrollably and walked carelessly to the next door.

"Um, hi, good evening!" Zhang Deming said hello carelessly.

Ha, he is really a practitioner of the art of speaking. It looks like his skills are quite good!

Zhang Deming came to the next room, which was a study room. Qu Qizhong was standing in front of the desk at the moment.

When the two saw each other, they were both a little surprised.

Qu Qizhong was shocked by Zhang Deming's appearance and appearance.

He originally thought it was just an illusion and he did it out of caution, but he didn't expect that someone actually came.

Zhang Deming was astonished that there was a secret room behind the bookshelf in the study. He had not been able to detect it with his spiritual eyes during the day. The door of the secret room happened to be opened at this moment.

Qu Qizhong himself no longer looked as haggard as he did during the day. Instead, he was energetic and normal.

Oh, this man is interesting!

After the two of them were stunned for a moment, Qu Qizhong's expression suddenly changed, he opened his mouth in an instant, spit out his spiritual power, and said:

"I heard a rumor. It is said that the person in front of me tonight will... woo... woo."

The moment Qu Qizhong opened his mouth, Zhang Deming's heels trembled with light wings, and he rushed in front of him and covered his mouth.

Speaking skills, during the apprenticeship period, although there is no need to mingle, but they must be spoken for the skills to be effective.

In fact, it is the same as they have to make a trick to cast a spell.

Zhang Deming covered Qu Qizhong's mouth, and quickly completed the formula with the other hand, green vines emerged from his pocket, entangled Qu Qizhong like a snake.

"My speaking skills are pretty good, but unfortunately my cultivation is a bit lacking, and I only know this one introductory spell, so my combat prowess is a bit poor."

After the vines completed their initial entanglement, Zhang Deming let go of the other party.

"I heard a rumor," Qu Qizhong opened his mouth quickly.

"If you hear any more nonsense and keep talking nonsense, I can guarantee that your head will break up with you before you finish telling the rumors."

Following Zhang Deming's words, the vines quickly wrapped around the other person's neck, swimming gently around his neck like a snake.

Qu Qizhong instantly stiffened, and he no longer dared to move.

"What? What rumors have you heard? Why don't you continue to talk nonsense?"

Qu Qizhong looked at Zhang Deming coldly, closing his mouth and not daring to speak easily.

Zhang Deming turned around, no longer paying attention to the other party, but turned around and entered the secret room.

The secret room is not big, only about five or six square meters, and there are not many things in it.

At first glance, there was only one exercise, one spell, and a small bag of spiritual stones.

As expected, the skill is Heavenly Spirit Sect's martial culture "Basic Skills", the skill is "Hua Shu: Rumor", the small cloth bag of Lingshi is not bad, it costs seventeen yuan.

For the average person, it's a lot of money.

These things had been packed and wrapped together. Zhang Deming looked at Qu Qizhong's dress and said, "What, are you planning to run away?"

Qu Qizhong looked at Zhang Deming coldly, no longer as timid as during the day, his eyes were cold, and he said:

"The blood-sucking and bone-crushing family has reached this point. Do I have any choice?"

Zhang Deming was slightly startled when he heard this, and said with a smile: "I think you misunderstood something, my surname is Zhang.

It has nothing to do with your Dongcheng Qu family. I am not here today to collect any debt. "

Qu Qizhong was slightly startled, obviously not expecting Zhang Deming's answer.

He reacted instantly and said gently: "Maybe it's a misunderstanding. So, what's the matter with your late night visit?

I saw that your Excellency opened my package, but did not take the spirit stone. I guess he was not a thief or a thief.

Qu asked himself that he had never had any contact with someone like you. "

Zhang Deming paused and said: "By the way, I forgot to introduce myself. Let me get to know you again. My surname is Zhang, and my single name is Yiwu.

It is a three-star member of the Blue Sky Alliance and Yellow Level. "

Zhang Deming began to introduce himself, talking about the information he had prepared this morning.

As for the name Blue Sky Alliance, it can be regarded as a reminiscence and nostalgia for the past life.

"Blue Sky Alliance? Member of Yellow Level Samsung? Sorry, I haven't heard of it at all." Qu Qizhong replied with a look of doubt on his face.

(End of chapter)