Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

This was not the first time Han Yi came to Cai Yu's house. He knew something about the situation in Cai Yu's house.

There were three women in Cai Yu's house, one was his original wife, and two were maids who also worked as concubines.

Before, things like opening the door, pouring water, and cooking were all done by two maids.

But today, not only did Cai Yu's two maids not come to open the door for him, but even after he and Cai Yu had been chatting at the door for so long, they didn't even see anyone!

If it was just that there was no one, Han Yi wouldn't be so strange. Maybe he was busy with something, but he didn't hear any sound, so he was really a little confused.

When he thought about it again, when he knocked on the door, he heard a slight crackling sound of chopping bones, but it disappeared completely after Cai Yu came out...

Han Yi's heart couldn't stop falling, and he didn't hesitate to speculate on this matter with the greatest malice.

Although Cai Yu's blood, spirit, and expression were all normal, no different from the past, and no different from normal people.

Even the data and information about Cai Yu displayed in the system did not change.

But Han Yi, who had come into contact with demons many times, knew that some strange things could not be detected by the naked eye, and the system could not observe and discover them.......

But thinking of this, he had a headache again. This was Shanzhongfang, the headquarters of the Chiyan Sect, the city within the city of Anyan City, and the key monitoring area of ​​the Yishifang.......

Could there be a problem here?

When the thought came to this, Han Yi did not dare to neglect it, and quickly turned around and walked towards Huang Ze's home.

If the sky falls, there will be tall people to support it.

For these things, he can completely listen to Huang Ze's experience and arrangements...

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"Why, do you have any doubts about Cai Yu? Do you have any solid evidence?"

In the courtyard, Huang Ze knocked on the white jade porcelain bowl, with a hint of hesitation in his tone.

Huang Jiu smiled and stepped forward to pour hot water for the two of them. Her big watery eyes were full of Han Yi's handsome face.

In the white tea bowl, the green buds rose and fell, floating along the rim of the cup.

"Conclusive evidence... there is indeed no such thing." Han Yi blew the hot air in the cup gently, hesitantly said: "It's just that I just feel that Cai Yu is a little bit wrong..."

"Well..."

"Although I haven't seen those evil spirits, I have heard of them when I was young. Although those things are difficult to deal with, they are not unsolvable..."

Huang Ze sipped the hot tea gently, and said: "But those evil spirits can only be found in the mountains and rivers, those uninhabited places, and in Anyan City, there are monitoring and restrictions by institutions such as the Abnormal Affairs Office. If there is something wrong, it is impossible not to notice it..."

"Han boy, are you overthinking?"

He asked again.

Han Yi showed a bitter smile on his face. He knew that if he told this kind of thing, he might not believe it, but he came to Huang Ze just to give him a shot of prevention.

"Master Huang, it may be my illusion, but I do feel that the atmosphere in the black market is a little wrong these days."

Han Yi answered truthfully and told Huang Ze everything about his experience in the black market in the past few days.

Anyway, Huang Ze is half his own, so it's okay to talk to him directly if there is anything.

"If you say so..." Huang Ze frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

"Han Yi, I will take note of what you said for the time being. I will send someone to investigate. I will let you know if there is any information. Tomorrow is your day to guard the black market. If anything happens, put your own safety first!"

He stood up, looked at Han Yi, and said with concern.

"Yes, Master Huang!"

Han Yi also stood up and saluted respectfully.

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Anyan City, black market.

The moonlight was hazy, and the shadowy light was reflected on the yellow wooden house, which looked lonely and dim.

whizzing.......

"It's really cold tonight, even though it's spring..." Xiao Ba shivered in the cold night wind and wrapped his clothes tightly.

He was going to patrol and check the mental and physical conditions of all the living goods.

In the black market, outer disciples usually do such hard work, such as patrolling, checking, carrying corpses, cleaning up garbage, etc.

"I really envy those inner disciples. They just need to come here every day and sign in. We are the ones who do the hard work, the hard work, the dirty work, and the hard work..."

Xiao Ba sighed and looked back at the inner disciples guarding the house at the gate with envy.

The oil lamp in the house had been extinguished long ago, as if the owner had gone to bed.

"I don't know if I have the hope of becoming an inner disciple in this life, and whether I can escape from this sea of ​​suffering..."

Xiao Ba sighed again and lowered the white oil paper lantern in his hand a little bit to make it easier to see the road under his feet.

Outer disciples can naturally be promoted to inner disciples. There are rules and regulations for promotion in the Chiyan Sect.

First, outer disciples can be promoted by making a large amount of contributions and with sufficient contribution value. Contribution points are regarded as the universal currency within the Red Flame Sect, and outer disciples will naturally be rewarded with contribution points every month.

If you want to be promoted through contribution points, no more, no less, you need one thousand contribution points, and the contribution points that outer disciples get every month is only single digits, which adds up to only dozens of points in a year!

I'm afraid that if an outer disciple works for a lifetime and retires until his death, he may not be able to accumulate a thousand contribution points, so this path is a bit unrealistic.

The second is to participate in the annual sect competition. If you perform well in the sect competition, or get an excellent ranking, you can also be promoted to the inner sect. Of course, this path is not easy.

After all, there are thousands of outer disciples of the Scarlet Flame Sect, and there must be many of them with outstanding talents and hard work in cultivation. In the sect competition every year, there are many outer disciples who have reached the final stage of blood refining!

Xiaoba is just in the bone refining stage now.

Therefore, competing for ten spots among thousands of people can be imagined to be difficult.

But it’s not like no one has done this kind of thing. Master Han and Han Yi are living examples.

Han Yi was the one who defeated the first place in the sect competition and entered the inner sect.

Thinking of this, Xiaoba thought of the previous rumors among the outer disciples.

It seems that Han Yi is not an unscrupulous person. It is said that he seems to have an inexplicable relationship with Elder Huang Ze and the deputy sect leader.

Xiaoba scoffed at these rumors and didn't really believe them.

In any case, Han Yi had really been an outer sect disciple, and he was still the hardest and most tiring mining disciple. If he had that kind of relationship, he would have entered the inner sect long ago, so why bother.

"Master Han, he has a good character, is responsible, and is strong. If I can become an inner disciple one day, I will definitely learn more from him..."

"Perhaps, I can't slack off during my rest days and find more time to practice martial arts..."

Xiaoba walked towards the depths of the alley, towards the live goods area, thinking as he walked.

Although Han Yi came to this black market to serve as a guard for only a few months, he was kind to others and did not have the feeling of being superior to his subordinates. Moreover, he was promoted from an outer disciple, so these Over the days, his prestige in the black market has long been established, and many outer disciples vaguely feel that they are very close to Han Yi.

And Xiaoba regards Han Yi as the idol of his efforts.

Bang bang bang~

Amid the sound of the wind, one could vaguely hear the sound of watchmen banging their wooden clappers in the distance.

Xiaoba stood at the entrance of the alley, looking up at the sky.

At this time, the sky was gloomy and dark, the moon and stars were covered, and no light could be seen.

The lantern in his hand that gave off a faint light became the brightest place in the entire street.

"It's time for inspection..."

Xiaoba strode forward and walked into this alley where he could move forward and back freely with his eyes closed.

It stands to reason that the black market should be the busiest and noisiest at night, with people coming and going.

However, after what happened a few days ago, most of the living women were frozen to death. The women who survived also suffered from various diseases due to hypothermia, either frostbite or frostbite, or high temperature and high fever.

This also caused the prosperous black market live goods trading to temporarily cool down, leaving a short vacancy.

In the black market, the most important transaction is the transaction of live goods.

However, it is hard for a good woman to make a living without rice, and there are not enough goods. A large number of buyers who want to buy women as concubines, as handymen, and as forbidden concubines have also stopped and stopped. The night of the black market is rare and quiet. Come down.

The supply of live goods is not an easy task. Just after the Chinese New Year, so many men, women, and children were originally "live goods hidden in boxes" by many local intermediaries. They initially expected to rely on these goods. Earn a lot of money, but who knows...

Overnight, all the sweet dreams were completely shattered, just like a soap bubble that bursts with one poke.

What made them even more unhappy was that after such a major liability incident occurred, the person in charge of the black market that day, Lin Ping, actually continued to work in the black market!

It is said that Lin Ping was just called over by the elders of the sect, fined several months of salary, and ordered to make amends for his crime. If it happens again, he will be punished!

This is no longer a matter of holding it high and putting it down gently. This is clearly a matter of naked favoritism, not taking the dead people on the black market seriously at all!

What made those sellers most resentful was that this was obviously a dereliction of duty in black market management. After Lin Ping came back, he put all the shit basins on their heads, saying that there was something wrong with the goods they supplied and that they were weak. , so they couldn't bear the wind and rain, and fined them a lot of money!

This kind of approach, let alone giving a little sweetness, gives you a stick and gives you a handful of sweet dates. This Chiyan Sect is just like using two big sticks to press you to the ground and rub you hard.

But what can these sellers do?

The black market business has been monopolized by the Chi Yan Sect, and the current situation is stronger than others. If you don't trade here, where can you go?

They had no choice but to pay the fine while cursing, go back to find the source of the goods, and step up the supply of goods. This is also an opportunity for some of them. There is a gap in the long-awaited market. Maybe they can make a lot of money!

Of course, after what happened with so many casualties, the black market was not without changes...

For example, this night patrol, which was originally a fool's errand, has become important again...

Tap tap tap......

Xiaoba walked into the deep alley, and only his footsteps echoed around him. It was crisp and bright, and it sounded a bit scary and scary. It was like a person living alone. When it was dark, he suddenly woke up and something happened. The feeling of footsteps in my ears.

But Xiaoba didn't pay attention to this at all. He walked absentmindedly inside, where the moonlight and lantern light shone alternately, constantly moving in the shadows.

He was thinking about his plans for tomorrow.

Tomorrow is finally his turn to have a day off!

Outer disciples who work in the black market can have one day of rest in a month, while Xiaoba is considered a small boss and can have two days of rest in a month.

In the past few days, the outer disciples like them were busy dealing with corpses, cleaning the ground, carrying the wounded and other tasks, and they were all very tired.

Therefore, after finally finishing everything today, Xiaoba's subordinates all asked for leave to go home and rest and come back tomorrow.

As for Xiaoba, considering that everything was done and he had nothing to do in the evening, and he would rest for two days in a row, he decided.

"Tomorrow, go home and take a nap first, and then..."

He touched his arms and found some warm boiled eggs, white flour pancakes, and a few pieces of air-dried bacon.

Tomorrow was a rare time to go home for a vacation. He planned to go home and take a nap before going to the cloth shop to have a look.

There was a beige peach blossom cotton satin there. Last time, his wife stared at it in the shop for a long time, but she was not willing to buy it.

The look in his wife's heart-beating but entangled, yet finally giving up look made him feel distressed for a long time...

"Brother Wang, come to check?"

At this time, an outer disciple who was patrolling said hello to him, interrupting his thoughts.

"Yeah." Xiaoba, who came back to his senses, responded with a smile, "Take a look and don't do what happened a few days ago again..."

He sighed.

"Yeah, don't mention it, I'm exhausted."

The man opposite also sighed, with a sad look on his face.

After the two chatted for a while, they continued to work, patrolling when they should and inspecting when they should.

Xiaoba first looked at the number of each wooden house. Because too many people had died in the past few days, and new goods were not replenished, many rooms were empty, and only a few dozens of rooms were occupied.

Of course, this is not without its benefits. The advantage is that the workload he needs to check is much less and it is easier. Therefore, he allows his younger brother to go home and rest.

Xiaoba first pulled the door and floor nails that held the raincloth in place. In order to prevent what happened last time from happening again, the previous layer of thin black cloth was removed from the wooden house, and instead it was surrounded by several layers of quilts.

Not only that, there is a thick layer of black rainproof cloth on top of the quilt. Together with the quilt, it is firmly fixed to the board house.

Of course, the thatched mats in the house have also been replaced with cotton quilts.

"no problem......"

Xiaoba tried hard, but the quilt, raincloth and nails didn't move at all.

Then, he raised the white lantern and opened the two layers of curtains, preparing to see the condition of the live goods inside. The curtains were also specially installed to keep warm and cold, and could only be opened from the outside.

Wow!

The curtain was opened, it was dark inside and nothing could be seen clearly.

Xiaoba frowned, raised the lantern close to the window, stretched his neck, and looked inside.