I will survive with proficiency

"Stop talking, be smart."

The bearded brother reprimanded the younger brother.

After finishing cursing, the witty boy didn't hear an answer, but only heard a strange noise. Somewhat surprised, he looked up and saw that the capable boy who was lying on the window was inserted through his mouth by a sword, directly piercing his head.

The bearded man was shocked.

But before he could make a sound, he saw Jian Guang flashing, a figure smashed through the window, and Jian Gang came to him in an instant.

The bearded man broke out in a cold sweat in a flash of shock, and his year-round fighting consciousness made him react quickly and rolled away.

I only felt that my shoulders were burning, but somehow I saved my life.

Looking back, with the help of the faint moonlight, he found that another little brother had fallen to the ground.

too fast.

This sword is too fast.

The bearded man had never seen any scenes, but he had never seen this scene.

Is it Yu Qingyi?

'escape. '

This was his first thought. With such a fast swordsmanship, there was no way for him to survive.

In an instant, the bearded man turned over and dived towards the other window.

In an instant, he flew several feet away.

As he was running, he subconsciously looked back from the corner of his eye. He was relieved that the other party did not chase after him.

I took a life.

Wait, no.

Why am I still where I was?

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a few feet away, a sturdy man standing on the ground with a big scar on his neck, spurting blood.

He subconsciously looked down.

Damn.

Only the head, no body.

'How can this be? '

His head fell to the ground with a slap, his eyes were full of resentment and bewilderment, but there was no expression of remorse for his actions.

Looking at the three corpses in front of him, Chen Ping aimed at the only corpse of the younger brother whose head was not severed, and made two more sword strikes. After confirming that they were all dead, he breathed a sigh of relief.

His heart was still pounding.

It was the first time to kill someone, and it would be a lie to say that he was not nervous.

One must know that in future generations, he is an otaku who has never killed a chicken or slept with him.

It's been less than a month since I traveled to this point, but I solved three problems at once.

Although he had the upper hand and silently calculated various possibilities outside the window, it was still one against three, and he was still at the first level of cultivation. The opponent's highest cultivation level is the second level of perfection. There is still a big gap.

But he had no choice.

Can only shoot.

Fortunately, the results are good.

'I don't like fighting and killing, but you insist on murdering me. '

Looking at the corpse in front of him, Chen Ping knew that it was not time to relax.

He carefully touched the bodies of the three people, and took all the belongings that these people carried with them as his own. Then I found a hemp rope and tied the three of them into a bundle. I didn't rush to move, but waited for nearly two hours.

After the dead of night, Chen Ping sneaked into the night with the three corpses on his shoulders.

It is impossible to leave the city at this time.

Not to mention whether it is safe or not outside the city, it is easy to be discovered by night owl monks.

When he was going to learn how to make leather today, he occasionally saw one or two dilapidated houses on the way.

Those houses had obviously been unoccupied for many years, the walls had collapsed, and no one would go in there.

Best for hiding dead bodies.

After Chen Ping finished disposing of the corpse, he returned home and carefully cleaned the blood stains in the house, and then repaired the windows overnight. After doing all this, he took more than a dozen photos of the places where he and his family had fought.

He looked at the restored room and breathed a sigh of relief.

The situation of these three people has been heard from He Xianxiang before. Since the elder brother who was a guest in a wealthy family died, he has no relatives, no reason, and no backer.

This is why he dared to act decisively just now.

If you don't know the basics, if you kill the young to come to the old, and kill the old to come to the ancients, then this Lianyun City may really have no way to deal with it. I'm afraid I'll have to find a way to get out of town tomorrow.

Now there is no such concern.

Moreover, these three people had offended countless people before, even if someone noticed their accidental death, most of them would not doubt it.

Besides, I am a rookie at the first level of Qi training, how can He De be one-on-one, and they are all three monks whose cultivation base is higher than mine.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

‘It seems that it is beneficial to hide your strength at ordinary times. ’ Chen Ping breathed out.

He picked up the needle pick and picked up the oil lamp on the desk, the flame suddenly shot up, and the surrounding area became brighter.

Then he poured the spoils he had just seized onto the table.

Chen Ping's eyes lit up instantly.

The tension just now was gone. In its place was joy.

Surging joy enveloped the heart.

Big money.

Get rich overnight.

He sorted these belongings one by one and looked at them one by one.

[Three long swords.

Four books.

261 low-grade spirit stones.

72 cleaners.

3 evil talismans.

3 catties of gold.

160 taels of silver. 】

Chen Ping looked through the four books, none of which he was interested in. After a while, when this matter is completely ignored, he can sell it together with the three long swords, which should be worth some money.

The 3 evil-breaking talismans are good things, quite expensive, and Chen Ping himself was reluctant to buy them before, but now that he has them, they can be used for self-defense.

261 low-grade spirit stones are quite a lot, and Chen Ping has only saved more than a hundred of them after so many years.

Most of the money earned in Ningfu was spent.

These are probably the payment that these three people used to prepare to buy meat.

Chen Ping put the spirit stones and gold and silver into his inner pocket, plus his previous savings, now there are a total of 374 low-grade spirit stones.

‘In this case, the reserve fund can be increased to 200 low-grade spirit stones. '

‘In this way, I still have 174 available. '

It can be topped for a while.

Murder and set fire to the gold belt, or robbery to get money faster.

No wonder so many monks do not follow the right path.

From this point of view, there is a reason.

After hiding the belongings, Chen Ping fell asleep with a complicated mood.

the next day.

Chen Ping pretended nothing happened, and went out to learn how to make talisman skins normally. When he returned home at night, he deliberately greeted his neighbors, but he didn't see anyone mentioning it.

The same is true for learning how to make talismans on the third day.

Chen Ping knew that there was a high probability that this matter was over, and it would not have much impact.

Think about it too, casual cultivators are like ants, they die when they die, unless they have close friends, otherwise not many people pay attention to the appearance and disappearance of others.

Some casual cultivators have even been dead for many years. When their companions mentioned it in a chat one day, they would suddenly be reminded that this person disappeared from their lives at some point.

The reality is so cruel.

Will the disappearance of the bearded trio be discovered?

Most likely.

The customer who bought meat did not see the butcher, the monk who hunted animals did not see his partner, and the rent manager did not see this person paying the rent.

But no one cared, at most it was just an exclamation.

Nobody cared if they left or died.

At this time, Chen Ping was spending all his time learning how to make rune skins in Qi Jianglun's backyard.

"Master, what you just said about how not to hurt the lines, can you help me demonstrate it?" Chen Ping asked modestly.

Qi Jianglun who was drinking water raised his Adam's apple, pretended not to hear, and went to instruct another apprentice with a dark face.

In the past two days, being chased by Chen Ping to ask this and that, he no longer wants to talk to Chen Ping anymore.

‘Hmph, handing in only 40 spirit stones is like hollowing out the poor? piss off. ’ Qi Jianglun thought to himself.

Chen Ping was speechless, so he could only go over to listen to his explanation with a sullen face.

Qi Jianglun:

When finishing the course in the afternoon, seeing Chen Ping asking so many questions and finally cutting the skin into a mess, Qi Jianglun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Also added:

"Remember, don't say that you learned the talisman from me in the future."

Chen Ping licked his face and smiled.

The three-day leatherworking school is officially over.

Before going out, Chen Ping took a look at this temporary school, thinking 'goodbye, never see you again. '

After the apprentices left, the apprentice young fellow Taoist looked at the departing students and asked Qi Jianglun:

"Master, how likely are these apprentices to come back to study in the future?"

Qi Jianglun sneered:

"Hmph, all of them will come back again. The old man only taught the basics, and they will taste the sweetness, but it is difficult to make a lot of money. If they want to make money by making leather, they will all have to come back. Unless they give up this bowl of rice in pain."

"That is, that is. Master is wise." The apprentice laughed.

I'm short of money!