world's most stupid

what to do?Should I take care of this business or not?

When the coffin was finally tied, more than a dozen men inserted into the lifting bars, shouted in unison, and lifted the coffin up.

He Chun's thoughts changed, and he followed the coolies to lift the coffin off the boat.

A gust of river wind blew, and He Chun, who was at the end of the promotion, looked back subconsciously.

A man in black followed them quietly.

scare!When did this person show up?

The man in black suddenly raised his eyelids and looked at He Chun.

He Chun was taken aback again, the man's eyes opened and closed like a cold-blooded animal, and even emitted a yellow light.

Dragon blood man?A word popped up in He Chun's mind.

The man in black suddenly approached him, and there seemed to be a trace of doubt in his eyes, and he even approached him and sniffed.

He Chun endured and did not dodge.

Because of this action of the man in black, several other people in the rear also spotted him, including the contractor Wang Da who was following because he was worried.

The eyes of the man in black flashed, and a pair of eyes turned into normal eyes in an instant. At the end, he blinked at He Chun.

He Chun: "?"

Wang Da's forehead was sweating, and he didn't know whether it was heat or something else. He yelled at the coolie with his head sideways: "Walk well! What are you looking around for?"

The coolies didn't dare to look any further, and walked forward with the coffin in their heads.

A huge flatbed carriage was parked by the pier.

The pulled horse was covered with a layer of black cloth, only two eyes were exposed.

He Chun looked at the horse's hooves protruding from the bottom, and he always felt that the animal didn't look like a horse.

Wang Da yelled at the coolies to put the coffin on the flatbed cart.

Seeing that the coffin was put away, the man in black raised his hand and threw something to Wang Da.

Wang Da took it, opened it and looked at it, and immediately beamed with joy.

After that, the man in black drove away like this.

He Chun thought and thought and still didn't do anything, and he didn't have a chance. From the beginning to the end, Wang Da and the man in black were very strict, and he didn't have a chance to do anything.

If he wanted to overturn the coffin and open it, he alone was not enough. More than a dozen strong men were carrying the coffin. Even if he pretended to fall or something, nothing would happen to the coffin.

The only thing He Chun could do was to get close to Wang Da when the man in black was driving away, and whispered to him about the blood dripping from the coffin.

Wang Da's expression changed, and he scolded in a low voice: "Shut up! What nonsense are you talking about? Do you work at the pier, do you have any weird things? If you want to live well and get paid, then keep your mouth shut."

What else can He Chun say?Just shut up.

Seeing him like this, Wang Da frowned, approached him, and whispered with a hint of warning: "I don't know where you come from, and I don't know who you are. I don't want to know these things. I know you I recruited people here, if you dare to cause trouble for me, there will be many people sinking in this big river."

He Chun showed a scared expression, and hurriedly said yes.

Wang Da glanced at his waist, shook his head, and seemed to disapprove of him carrying the heavy copper coins with him like this.

"Let's go! Work, let me be lazy one by one, do more and get more, and be careful when you lift things!"

The goods on the ship had not been moved yet, and those who had just carried the coffin wanted to earn more, so they turned around and went to the ship to carry the goods again.

He Chun looked carefully, the goods moved out of the cabin were all boxes.

The box was tightly sealed, and there was a seal so that no one could see what was in the box.

He Chun was busy until the morning with the feeling that something might happen, but nothing happened.

The big black boat sailed away from the river bank at dawn.

A lot of fog appeared on the river, and the big ship gradually moved away in the fog.

Obviously everything was calm, but He Chun felt a sense of tension that the storm was coming.

He Chun licked his lips, walked up to Da Zhuang, the coolie who rented his bed, and asked him in a low voice: "Brother Da Zhuang, did you see anyone on that boat? I didn't see any of them. Who rowed that boat?"

"Tch! I don't know much." Da Zhuang laughed at him.

He Chun smirked, scratched his head and said, "Brother Zhuang, tell me, I'll treat you to breakfast."

As soon as He Chun heard that He Chun was going to invite Da Zhuang to breakfast, that cheeky guy came over and said, "Lime, you can't be stingy after earning so much, and you can't forget us when you invite Da Zhuang to dinner."

Before He Chun opened his mouth, Da Zhuang was still a little bit loyal, and waved away: "You bastard, why are you here again! Lame Eleven invited me, why are you here to join in the fun. If you want to eat breakfast, buy it yourself! Lame Eleven, let's go, ignore him."

He Chun smiled at the bum who had taken advantage of him yesterday, and followed Da Zhuang to collect his wages.

The bum didn't take advantage of it, and spit forcefully behind the two of them.

Some people laughed at the bum, saying that he took advantage of foreigners.Erlaizi reached out and scratched at his crotch, and scolded everyone who laughed at him back.

Wang Dazao asked someone to bring a box of copper coins, and gave the coolies the money they deserved.

Da Zhuang leaned into He Chun's ear and whispered to him: "It's not safe to carry so many copper coins on you, so it's better to hand them over to Wang Da for your safekeeping. Although he's a bit shady, his heart isn't shady anyway. If you Continue to carry so much money, you are a foreigner... Cough, do you understand?"

He Chun nodded to express his understanding, but he made a decision in his heart, he would not hand over the money to Wang Da for safekeeping, and today he tried to get the materials for the talisman.

This time, He Chun was the one who made the most money. In addition to the five hundred coins for moving the coffin, he had almost two thousand copper coins on his body. It was impossible to wrap them around his waist. On the body.

He Chun also saw someone hand over copper coins to Wang Da for safekeeping, in exchange for half a bamboo stick.

During breakfast, Da Zhuang told He Chun that most of the boats that can walk without people are related to dragon repairers.Dragon repairers have a bad temper, but spend a lot of money, and they are the favorite customers of the dock foremen.

But the coolies must not watch and ask more questions when they board the boat, otherwise everything will be entirely up to them if something goes wrong.

Da Zhuang finished eating two marinated eggs, wiped his mouth, looked around, saw that no one was paying attention to them, and whispered to He Chun mysteriously: "Dragon cultivators are also divided into people. If you see some elders Don't look at them too much, and don't talk to them. In short, don't draw their attention. Remember?"

He Chun tentatively asked, "You mean the dragon blood man?"

Da Zhuang patted him on the shoulder, "It seems that you don't know everything. Since you have heard about those dragon masters, you should also know those fears. In short, you should be more vigilant."

After the meal, He Chun said that he wanted to go out to make money, but did not go back to rest.

In the past two days, he has found out that there is a funeral supplies store near the pier, and the yellow paper and cinnabar he wants are available there.

It's just that if you buy ordinary yellow paper, if you can't pour energy into the runes, then the drawn runes are useless.

For this, the yellow paper had to be treated, including the ink for the symbols.

When He Chun went to buy the materials, he was still sighing in his heart. He used to think that using energy to draw symbols was the correct way to learn symbols, but after he lost his cultivation, he realized that everything he had learned in Spirit Seed Academy was also very precious.

Thank you Spirit Seed Academy, thank them for teaching him how to draw symbols from the most basic materials. Without this experience, he would be really useless now.

He Chun felt that this adventure was pretty good, at least it made him correct his posture and no longer narrowly focused on one road.Since the development of history has emerged the talismanology that relies heavily on materials, there must be a reason for its existence.

When He Chun bought some materials, he felt that someone was following him behind him. He pretended not to know, and went around to the earthen houses near the pier, where he found a wild doctor who was treating patients, and bought some fresh herbs from him.

After that, he bought two adult roosters from a nearby house.

In the end, He Chun took these things into the miscellaneous forest by the river.

The people who follow him are delighted, who doesn't know that the miscellaneous forest by the river is one of the places where "doing good things" is, and people usually don't go to that place, and only this stupid lame man from other places will take the initiative to drill into it. go in there.

Relying on his familiarity with the terrain, the follower touched the hemp rope in his arms, and followed into the miscellaneous forest.

Hearing the crowing of the rooster, the man guessed that the idiot was probably hungry, so he bought a rooster to avoid human eyes and make something delicious for himself.

The stalker swallowed heavily as he recalled the taste of roast chicken he had eaten.

No matter how skilled the cripple is, as long as he is killed, the two roosters he just bought and the nearly two thousand cash he has left are all his!

The stalker still doesn't know that He Chun has already spent the small two thousand coins to buy materials, and he didn't even keep a single penny.The best yellow paper and cinnabar are not cheap, let alone herbs.

In the woods, He Chun, with his back on his back, seemed to be slaughtering a rooster.

Seeing that he was engrossed in his work, the stalker took out the hemp rope from his arms and quietly approached behind him.

The stalker straightened the hemp rope with both hands, his heart pounding with excitement.

This wasn't his first boogeyman to rob, and it won't be the last.

The stalker suddenly speeded up, wrapped the hemp rope around He Chun's neck, twisted his hands tightly, and tightened it tightly.

"puff!"

The stalker felt something was wrong and lowered his head to look at his neck.

A large amount of blood sprayed from his neck.

Looking in front of him again, no one was strangled by him.

The stalker hurriedly threw away the hemp rope and raised his hand to cover his neck.

He Chun carried the rooster out from behind a tree, grabbed the rooster's head and shook it at him.

Seeing the blood on the sharp beak, the stalker thought in disbelief: Could it be that sharp beak that cut his neck?How can this be?

Xiao Yuanyuan, who was about to make a move: Ah, it's so powerful, the action was so fast, I didn't even realize it.Is this man really not the king?

He Chun didn't give Erlaizi any chance to struggle, and watched him coldly, bleeding to the ground and dying.

Last night he suspected that it was the bastard who wanted to steal his money, but today he was just sure.

It’s fine if the bum just wants to rob money, at most he can knock people unconscious, but the other party actually wants to seek money and kill for a small two thousand coins, and seeing that the other party’s movements are so skillful, there is no hesitation in his expression How could He Chun, who had been a policeman, fail to see that this was not the first time the other party had committed a crime.

Although he lost his cultivation, he did not lose his memory. During the few days of his body training, he found that this body could not cultivate chaos. After the body training, he devoted himself to getting used to and controlling this body.

He knows how to capture by himself, and even practiced martial arts after he cultivated. This body is also very strong. After he is familiar with this body, even if he doesn't have cultivation base and talisman, he will beat twenty of them. No problem.

What's more, Amon taught him martial arts and never talked about routines. It was mainly based on actual combat. For a period of time, he was tortured by Amon in the small black room almost every day. He can also kill the opponent by surprise.

Human blood is also a good material, but He Chun is useless.

When it was confirmed that Erlaizi was dead, He Chun unceremoniously searched out all his belongings, but unfortunately Erlaizi was a drunk person, and only found five copper coins after touching his whole body.

He Chun was about to get up, when his eyes fell on Erlaizi's shoes.

It’s not that the coolies who carry the goods don’t have the money to buy good cloth shoes, but the pier by the river is full of mud, so wearing any shoes is a waste. Most of the coolies wear straw sandals, and some are even barefoot.

But the bastard wore a pair of mille-soled cloth shoes.

The workmanship of the cloth shoes is not to mention exquisite, but it is quite meticulous. The bottom looks thick, and the upper is also sewn tightly, with no stitches visible.

He had inquired with Da Zhuang in the morning, because the bastard was lazy and didn't like to save money, he hadn't found a wife so far, and the old man didn't care about him.

If it wasn't the cloth shoes made by his family, he would have bought them.But it’s possible for the bum to buy wine, eat meat, and gamble when he has money, but it’s a bit weird to ask him to buy a pair of cloth shoes that will be ruined soon.

Out of the keenness of the police, He Chun took off the cloth shoes, held back the unpleasant smell of feet, and took a general look.

The cloth shoes are still relatively new, and the wear is not very serious, only the soles are covered with mud.

The feeling of strangeness in He Chun's heart is getting heavier and heavier. The cloth shoes are [-]% not belonged to a bum, and he doesn't know why he feels this way, but he just believes so.

The size of the cloth shoes fit the bum's feet very well, which is probably why he wore these cloth shoes.

He Chun squeezed the upper of the shoe, and always felt that the upper on the left was a little higher than the right.Then with a strong hand, he tore off the upper of the left shoe.

A thin package of oiled paper fell out of the upper.

He Chun carefully opened the oil-paper package.

Inside was a piece of slightly yellowed paper.Judging from the penetrating ink marks, it is full of words.

He Chun didn't open it immediately, he put away the oiled paper bag and letter paper, tore open the pair of shoes to check, and when he saw that there was nothing else, he dug a hole and buried it, while the body of the bum was left untouched.

Then, He Chun cleaned up his traces, took his things and left.

He didn't leave the miscellaneous forest. The miscellaneous forest by the river occupies a large area, he just changed the direction.

After being far enough away from the place where Erlaizi's body was buried, He Chun found a rock by the river and sat down, took out the letter paper, opened it and read it carefully.

Fortunately, the words on the letter are written in common characters in the cultivation world.

The first sentence of the letter is: I know the secret here!

Second uncle, I am very scared, you can't imagine what I saw and knew.

After a while, the Dragon Cultivation Club will be held, and I will fight for the opportunity to go to Longxi City, but I'm not sure if I can survive to that time.

This letter is considered a guarantee. If I die and you have a chance to see my body, then you may be able to find this letter. After all, you sewed the shoes for me yourself. If there are any changes, I will I believe you will be able to see it.

If I don't live to see you, or even let you see the corpse, then it's my fate, and the secret of Shenglong Road may not be revealed until daylight.

If you have read this letter, please go to Na Zhiyuan, the dragon blood man on Shenglong Road.He too is a victim and is trying to figure out a way out.

Second Uncle, do you still remember, I love the glutinous rice cakes made by you the most, and you must make a piece for me when I go back.

Nephew, cry to stay.

He Chun read the letter over and over several times, and after writing down all the contents, he wrapped the letter back into the oiled paper bag and put it away.

Put aside the matter of letter for now.

Apart from knowing that there is a Shenglong Road and a person named Na Zhiyuan, he doesn't know anything else.The second uncle's name was not written in the letter, nor was the name of the person who wrote the letter. Even if he wanted to send the letter to the second uncle, he couldn't do it.

But He Chun was very concerned about what the writer said about the secret of Shenglong Road, especially when the writer mentioned that Zhiyuan wanted to "get out of trouble", He Chun thought of his current situation for some reason.

In addition, He Chun also felt a sense of disobedience to this letter.

The writer of the letter wrote so cryptically, because he was afraid that people would cause trouble if they knew the secret, and he wanted his second uncle to know about the situation, but if he really cared about the person named Zhiyuan, why would he say so in the letter? Just write the other person's name clearly?Isn't he afraid that this letter will fall into the wrong hands?

There is also the last sentence, He Chun didn't know if he was being careless, he read it several times, and connected the words "ciba, one piece" together, he actually thought of his lobby brother He Yici.

He Chun smiled, but this doubt remained in his heart.It turned out that he didn't know how to solve his own problems, but this letter pointed out a way for him: Longqi City, Yulonghui, Shenglong Road, looking for the Zhiyuan.

It just so happened that He Chun was also planning to leave this unsafe pier. The coffin dripping blood last night, the man in black with the eyes of a cold-blooded animal, the box after box of unknown goods, and the big boat that started on its own, always made people feel uncomfortable. He had an uneasy feeling that something terrible was going to happen to the pier.

He Chun never thought of himself as an accident body, but he was better at discovering things that others would not notice.And because of his observation skills, he was able to find one subtle opportunity after another in adversity.

One can imagine how lively Longqi City will be, where the Dragon Breeding Festival will be held, but opportunities and dangers always coexist.

Before He Chun decides to go, he must get more guarantees.

This first step is to make symbols.

The yellow paper is re-infected with materials, and then rooster blood and cinnabar are used as the main medicine, and other materials are mixed to make ink.

He Chun calmed down, he didn't buy a writing brush, but chose to use his fingers to directly dip ink and draw symbols.

A Sanyang Talisman was completed in one go.

When the last stroke fell, a corresponding rune pattern lit up above the talisman paper, and soon fell into the talisman paper.

This means that this talisman was successful.

He Chun was not excited or had any special emotions. He didn't know how many talismans he had to draw every day. It would be weird if he failed to draw talismans when the materials were successfully produced.

Due to the limitation of talisman paper and ink materials, he could not draw many talismans, and all of these talismans had a hint of masculinity without exception.

When he drew the fifth talisman, He Chun suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, and with a swipe of his finger, the fifth talisman was invalidated.

He Chun sat cross-legged on the spot with his head in his arms for a while, and his body was drenched in cold sweat.

It took a long time for He Chun to recover a little bit, only to feel that his head was extremely heavy.

He forgot that drawing talismans also requires soul power, that is, spiritual power, and judging from the current results, it seems that he can only draw four talismans a day, which are the simplest types.

He Chun rested for a while, and put away all the remaining materials.The talisman paper is fine, but even if the ink is packed tightly in a porcelain bottle, its effectiveness will become worse day by day.In the past at the Spirit Seed Academy, the teachers who taught Talisman Arrays never used overnight ink.

When he walked out of the woods, He Chun's footsteps were a little vain.

It was not early at this time, and the sun had already set.

He Chun quickened his pace and went back to the work shed.

When he went back, most of the coolies had already returned, and many of them were chatting.

Seeing him come in, someone glanced at him.

Da Zhuang waved to him, "Why did you come back? What's wrong with you? I think your face looks a little ugly."

He Chun sighed, and pointed to his right foot: "It hurts badly, I went to the doctor to get medicine, but it didn't work."

Da Zhuang didn't know how to comfort him when he heard the words, so he could only pat the floor and tell him to sit down and rest quickly.

He Chun felt that someone was secretly looking at him, and someone else's eyes were sweeping over him.

He Chun knew that these people were wondering where he had gone so much copper money, but he didn't explain, and fell asleep with his shoes on, with a pale face.

The night gradually deepened, and when it was dark, someone looked at the second bed.

Several coolies exchanged glances with each other, and some pointed in the direction of He Chun with their chins.

There was a coolie who seemed to be the boss, frowning tightly.

Although the bastard is a jerk, but the bastard is a member of their village, if something bad happened between the cripple and the bastard, they, as fellow villagers, will definitely help the bastard out.

However, there were times when Erlaizi didn't come back to sleep after paying the money, and these coolies couldn't question He Chun about it, so they could only wait until tomorrow.

In the middle of the night, when everyone was sleeping deeply, the bolt of the useless broken wooden door was cut by something from the outside.

The door latch fell to the ground, and the dull sound seemed to attract no one's attention.

He Chun secretly opened his eyes.

He felt something coming in from the door.

A fishy smell came from the nose, like blood, and like some kind of unpleasant medicine.

The thing seemed to be looking for something, and after it came in, it walked along the floor.

Finally, it stopped at He Chun's feet.

He Chun could clearly feel that the other party was watching him.

The snoring in the room became quieter at some point.He Chun even heard the sound of someone's teeth chattering.

Why don't these coolies shout?Why is no one getting up?Do they know something?

Something crawled up his feet, and the cold breath sprayed on the back of his hands, arms, and neck... Slowly, the thing got close to his face.