The strongest mortician

After a cup of tea, Shen Shen experienced a bad premonition.Qingye's person bent down holding the tray covered with black flannel, and respectfully said: "This is given to you by a guest."

Lifting off the black velvet cloth, half a jade button lay quietly in the tray.

"You only need to drip blood from your fingertips, and you can have a heart-to-heart relationship with the owner of the other half of the jade button."

Fucking love to heart!Why didn't the bear boy buy this jade buckle?

Shen took a deep breath, and still underestimated Xiaobai's Electra plot, which actually reached the point where he could not leave him at all times.

Shen Shen took the jade buckle, lost his distressed money, and took it away.It's a hot potato.

Scanning back and forth, the brim of the hat is black.When did that kid follow?Where did so much money come from?His monthly money, whether he wants it or not, has always been handed in on time.In the silver box in Shen Shen's room, there is always inexplicably more silver that does not belong to him.There will be no one to be found for a while, but the shooting of what he wants has started.

"The tenth auction item is 300-year-old Chidi red cinnabar. The starting price is 100 taels of silver." The auctioneer's voice paused, "In addition, five spirit stones." no city.Usually, no one would exchange "useless" silver for spiritual stones that can help one's practice.

One of the biggest differences between practitioners and ordinary people is Lingshi.The tenth auction item officially opened the gap between the auction item and the bidder.In the arena, the voices of some people participating in the auction became quieter.

The entry ticket only stated the estimated silver taels needed, Qingye's default rule of buying spirit stones from the tenth auction item Shen Shen didn't know.As a result, he brought a lot of silver, but none of the spirit stones.

Exchanges are not considered.Not to mention the harsh exchange conditions, he couldn't afford the sky-high price of silver taels.

From the room on the second floor, the voices of participating in the auction came out one after another.

The 300-year-old red cinnabar was finally obtained by the room at the end of the second floor for the price of eight spirit stones.

Xiaobai hid in a corner and looked around deeply, he knew he was looking for him.He shrank his head, but fortunately Shen Shen just took a look, and soon walked towards the stairs on the second floor.

He quickly followed, but he didn't dare to follow too closely.Far behind Shen Shen, he watched as he avoided the guards and slipped up the stairs.When the person went up the stairs and the figure disappeared at the end of the stairs, Xiao Bai followed quietly.

When he got up the stairs, he was dumbfounded.The corridor twists and turns, leading to three directions, where there is still a deep figure.As long as every path is found, Xiaobai is not discouraged.He chose a direction and walked less than a hundred meters.

Severe dizziness and headaches swept over, and Xiaobai's forehead was dripping with cold sweat.The slender fingers clenched into fists, unable to support his body, he leaned against the wall and slid down.Eyelashes were wet with sweat, blurring his vision.

In the aisle, there were kicking footsteps, and someone was coming.Access to the second floor requires a VIP-level invitation letter, and you cannot enter without permission.If found, they will be thrown out.

Holding on to his consciousness, Xiaobai struggled to open the door of the room at hand.Dodged and hid in.Before losing consciousness, a vague female voice sounded:

"Oh, sister, look what I found, a handsome young gentleman who got lost. Fresh meat delivered to your door."

"Don't argue with me, tonight, he is my prey."

On the way up the stairs, Shen Shen kept thinking that those who would exchange Chidi red cinnabar were undoubtedly practitioners.Yellow and white things, if anyone present randomly grabs one, the value may be higher than that of Shen Shen.Ordinary things cannot touch the monk's heart.

There is only one thing that can impress a monk, and that is his possession.

The mind moved slightly, and the golden light flowed in the palm of the hand.According to legends in the practice world, the higher the rank of the practitioner, the more troubled they will be by demons, and those with great merit and virtue will have a smoother path to practice.But merit is a kind of mysterious and mysterious thing, and it cannot be obtained through practice. A person with great merit must have been a person of great kindness in his previous life, and he has helped thousands of people.

Buddhist practice pays more attention to the cultivation of merit and virtue. A Buddhist cultivator has a solid state and there is no catastrophe. At the same level, sword cultivators who focus on attacking and attacking are invincible.The disadvantages are also obvious, the practice is difficult, the advancement is slow, and advanced Buddhist practice is rare.

Shen Shen let go.Merit, he is taking a lot of risk in exchange for this thing, once the news leaks out, he, who is weak in strength, will definitely become the target of public criticism.

Strength, he must improve his strength.

In the last room on the second floor, the door opened just at this time.

Shen Yuguang was wearing a light blue robe of an outer disciple of the Qingwei Sect, holding a teacup, with an ugly expression on his face.Ever since his elder sister Shen Yuqing took Shen Shen's place and went to the Qingwei School and was selected into the inner sect with good aptitude, he followed the chicken and dog to ascend to heaven and was selected into the outer sect.

One inside and one outside, the difference of one word, is very different.

Outer sect disciple, if you say it nicely, you can be regarded as a disciple of Qingwei sect.In fact, carrying water and cleaning clothes, sweeping and dust removal are all the tasks of outer disciples.When you get here, it doesn't matter whether you are a wealthy family or a wealthy person.They are all doing chores for inner disciples.Don't pay attention to background, just look at strength, this is the world of practice.

Identity has changed, people's hearts have changed.Shen Yuguang was aggrieved, he didn't feel it when he was at home, but when he arrived in Qingwei, the gap between him and Shen Yuqing was huge, and this sense of gap was subtle.Just like the teacup that Shen Yuqing handed to him today.

He clenched the teacup in his hand, wishing he could throw it clean: "Shen Yuqing, my dear sister, you are doing well!"

Shen Yuguang walked out of the shadow of the corridor, and the bright light made a person's position clearly displayed under the light.This man was carrying a black wooden box, with black hair and smiling lips.Deep eyes, watching him quietly.

"Shen Shen!"

Shen Shen did not expect to meet the Shen family here.Looking at the location, Shen Yuguang walked out of that room.The red cinnabar on the red ground, presumably they were photographed by them.Shen Shen didn't think for a moment, and immediately gave up the idea of ​​exchanging with it.Turn around and leave.

"stop!"

"Okay, let me meet you here." Shen Yuguang said compassionately.After this person turned the Shen family upside down, he disappeared without a trace.Even if he wanted to take revenge, he couldn't find a place to vent his anger. He would never forget the creepy feeling of being pointed out by someone pointing out his brow defects in Shen's house.

Although I don't know where he learned about it, but now, he is already at the fourth level of qi training, and his depth is no higher than that of ordinary people. Squeezing him to death is as easy as crushing an ant.Shen Yuguang selectively ignored the recent rumors that a mortician named Shen Shen was in the limelight.

If you find an excuse at will, you will be punished.

"Shen Shen, you already knew about Bai Xianxian's conspiracy, right? If you concealed it and didn't report it, our Shen family lost face and was suppressed everywhere by the Luo family. Today, I will clean up the Shen family."

Shen Yuguang's eyes flashed with excitement of success, and the dagger in his sleeve rushed out, and his aura circulated, coming towards Shen Shen.

Shen Shen stood still.

"Master, I'll take care of him." Bai Yi hurried, God knows how much he wanted to loosen his muscles and bones.

Shaking his head deeply, he signaled Bai Yi to stay calm.Bai Yi is currently his most powerful weapon, and Shen Shen does not intend to be easily exposed to others.

Slightly turned sideways, and moved half an inch.The short sword that looks fast to the naked eye of ordinary people is slow motion in the eyes of Shen Shen.Easily dodge the blade.

Shen Yuguang's face changed a few times.He didn't expect Shen Shen to escape, he didn't use his brain, but he wasn't stupid either.Shen Shen, between movements, too relaxed.This kind of casual ease is definitely not owned by an ordinary person.

The name of the savior of Yicheng, Shen Shen, the mortician, came to mind.Shen Yuguang hesitated, not daring to step forward for a while.

He is hesitating, Shen Shen will not wait for him.A sneer flowed from the delicate young man's lips, half a smile but not a smile: "Shen Yuguang, you are still the same, you have not made any progress."

Before Shen Yuguang was furious, white flames enveloped the delicate young man. In the high temperature and twisted corridor, the flames reflected Shen Yuguang's face that had turned from anger to panic.

A handful of blazing flames branched out, swaying and moving towards Shen Yuguang.Shen Yuguang wanted to hide, his throat screamed, and his feet were stuck in a quagmire, unable to move half a step.The voice in his heart told him that he couldn't hide.

"Sister, save me!" The door to the room on the second floor opened again, and the woman in the black robe flew out, tapped her toes, and landed beside Shen Yuguang.

"Brush—" A copper umbrella-shaped magic weapon was opened in front of Shen Yuguang.Connecting with the blazing white flame, it makes a "sizzle" roasting sound.

The flame goes out.

Shen Yuguang sat down on the ground, trembling all over. He had no doubt that if he hadn't been blocked by someone, even if he survived by luck, he would have lost half his life.

It was Shen Yuqing who came. She had a cold and pretty face, and the handle of the umbrella she held in her hand was hot.It seems that this depth is more difficult than she imagined.

The savior of Yicheng is an embalmer named Shen Shen, and it is rumored that he is superb at controlling fire with one hand.Talking and laughing to destroy forbidden monsters.Some practitioners went to Yicheng to investigate, and those who attacked Yicheng were just half-monsters with low attack power, and they were only superior in numbers.

Shen Shen, the mortician, looks like a god descending into the world in the eyes of mortals, but in the eyes of practitioners, he is just an ordinary practitioner of fire magic.

Shen Yuqing once thought so too.She didn't show it on her face, her heart ached and bleeding.This is her first magic weapon, the broken bone umbrella, which is not low in grade.The ribs of the umbrella were still melting. Shen Yuqing clenched the handle of the umbrella tightly. Unexpectedly, it would break here.

Thinking of Shen Feng's request when returning to Shen's house.Shen Yuqing was disgusted and sarcastic, the old man was fascinated by Shen Shen's name as the savior of Yicheng, and he boasted everywhere.But right now, it's the most reasonable way to deal with it. Shen Yuqing narrowed her eyes and raised her jaw slightly.

"Shen Shen, you are our Shen family, and what happened earlier, my father said, don't care about it. You can go back to the Shen family."

Shen Yuqing, what are you talking about?Among the men and women in front of him, one was high above without squinting, the other fell to the ground with resentment and fear in his eyes, Shen Shen was about to be amused.

Which of their eyes could see that he was deep and wanted to go back to that so-called "home"?