Late at night.

The bamboo poles made a soft sound on the bluestone slab street, and the lotus flower of the old man who asked for food reverberated in a sad tone.

'Well, the money is running out, and the bustard is annoyed

The horses were taken away, the luggage was sold, and I was driven out of the house, only to be left in despair

My wife is gone, and I am in distress

Therefore, hit a lotus flower on it

The lotus falls, the lotus falls, the lotus flower falls......

Jiang Ping came to the door of Shixinzhai and said, "Dare to ask who has uncovered the list?"

The eaters squeaked open.

Chen Feng stood at the door with the list text.

Jiang Ping grinned, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth: "Sure enough, it is the handwriting of Mr. Xiao, it must have been captured?

"Alive. Chen Feng turned sideways.

Qin Anhuai lost his soul and sat in the hall.

"There is Mr. Lao, here is the bounty. ”

Jiang Ping took out four sticks of incense from the ragged placks that straddled diagonally.

It looks too different from the incense in the temple, but there are some strange runes on the incense.

With Chen Feng's current realm, he could vaguely feel that there were some wonderful powers contained in the runes.

"So that Mr. Xiao knows that if you want to use the time, you can go to the Chenghuang Temple in the south of the city, and look for the temple to wish Lao Hu. Jiang Ping said.

Chen Feng glanced at Qin Anhuai and asked, "Father-in-law Jiang, is he ...... What will we do?"

"I don't know if I'm always called Hanako, it's nothing more than about merit, counting sins, talking about fate, looking at fate, and the number of days has its own conclusion, so I can naturally see everything. ”

After Jiang Ping finished speaking, he took the hemp rope that served as a belt from his waist and turned his head towards Qin Anhuai.

The hemp rope turned into a black and greasy chain in the air, locking Qin Anhuai's neck.

Qin Anhuai, like a marionette, was led behind him by Jiang Ping, left Shixinzhai, and walked towards the alley step by step.

There was fog at the entrance of the alley, and the two walked into the fog, and their figures gradually faded.

In the fog, Jiang Ping's hoarse and old voice faintly came:

"Arrest the criminals, the idlers retreat, the gods protect you, and everything is fine!"

……

Back to Food.

Su Xinyuan sat at the table where Qin Anhuai had sat just now, looking at the table with a distraction.

"Come and see. ”

"What?"

I saw a portrait on the table dipped in tea.

A chubby man sits cross-legged with his hands on his chest and in the palm of his hand, holding up a small figure.

It's simple, but in just a few steps, it creates a verve.

"What do you mean?"

"It's not me, Qin Anhuai was sitting here just now, it should have been when you were talking to Jiang Ping, he subconsciously drew it. That's what I just discovered. ”

Su Xinyuan raised his head: "Qin Anhuai's matter, will it be related to this pattern?"

Chen Feng thought about it and shook his head.

Shaking his head, he didn't know.

Qin Anhuai is indeed a little weird, after the death of a normal person, the soul should have dissipated, but he became a wandering spirit;

Not only has he become a ghost, but he also has such strange means as ghosts hitting walls and ghosts on his upper body, as far as Chen Feng knows, these 'techniques' are not something that an ordinary ghost can naturally comprehend, just like skills, they also need to be learned;

The weirdest thing is that he firmly believes that as long as the scene is restored, his wife can be resurrected.

If Chen Feng didn't believe this kind of fallacy and heresy that he came up with by himself, who told him?

It is entirely possible to say that there is an invisible force behind this.

But Chen Feng didn't know.

After thinking about it, he reached out and wiped the water stain away.

"Well, what's the matter?" asked Su Xinyuan.

"Just know what to expect. There is no need to tube too wide for the time being. Chen Feng said.

He thinks it's better to 'just talk about things'.

Shi Xinzhai is doing the business of 'magic seasoning', absorbing stars, returning to the yuan, and condensing Hua, this is his business scope, within the scope, if conditions permit, he can care more about the truth of the incident, such as helping Qin Anhuai act.

But beyond this range, whether it is Qin Lianlian or Qin Anhuai, whether there is a deep-seated reason behind it, or the mastermind behind the scenes, this is not something that Shixinzhai needs to explore.

In the final analysis, if there is really any 'mastermind behind the scenes', Chen Feng does not want to provoke too much right and wrong at present.

Whether you are a human being or a demon, you have to be a little forced in your heart.

At the end of the day, I'm still weak.

The next thing to really do is to divide the spoils.

This Qin Anhuai incident, the harvest is very good, in addition to the incense, the real 3 more demonic energy,

At present, there are three uses of demonic energy:

Improve self-strength;

Improve the strength of Dream Demon;

condensed into a magical seasoning;

Theoretically speaking, all of them are used to improve themselves, and the cost performance is relatively high;

However, during the operation, Chen Feng gradually discovered that although the true qi of Xinguiyuan has become a part of himself, if he wants to play a full role, he still needs to continue to 'run in'.

Specifically, it is to use these true qi to fight in dreams and reality, and to use these true qi in the process of absorbing stars, guarding Ninghua, returning to the Yuan, and so on.

Some of the mechanics of 'skill proficiency' in similar games are used.

The better the 'run-in', the greater the role that a new true qi can play.

Therefore, in practice, it is not practical to return too much true qi to the yuan at one time.

Dreams can be used as 'actual combat training', and can also be used as a helper in actual combat, reasonably allocating a part to dreams, and leaving a part to make magic seasonings, which is the most cost-effective.

Own strength, external material assistance, money and connections, and achieve a balance between the three.

This time, Chen Feng is going to focus on improving the corgimon,

If you encounter a battle of Qin Anhuai's level again, the role that the two true qi corgis can play is definitely not just 'sweeping the formation' and 'picking up the missing and filling in the gaps', but can be used as the main force.

There are exactly three demonic qis, one of which returns to the source to become true qi, one that boosts the corgi, and one that condenses into seasoning, which is just evenly distributed.

……

Ding dong...... Ding dong......

After the crisp sound of a series of pearls falling on the jade plate, the small porcelain bottle with the word "sweet" on it became heavy and filled with a lot of sweet spices.

Jin Yun almost left himself with an empty store, and after surviving during this time, he finally had some inventory.

Bitter, spicy, fresh and salty, there is still a little 'base' left, there is more sweetness, and it can be made in nine servings.

It is estimated that Kumada will like the same magic meal, with the same amount of ingredients, but the one that suits the taste is more expensive than the one that is not suitable.

Bitter egg fried rice, sold to Kumada, can only be charged 1500, sweet one, he is willing to pay 2,000.

Then go back to the backyard and enter the dream.

Today, the corgi beast participated in the battle, blocked Qin Anhuai's killing move, and saved the life of the drunkard Lao Bai, but it was also somewhat injured, lying on the grass of Qingshan Manor, and fell asleep.

Even so, it didn't change the fate of being kicked off.

After a while, the corgi beast ran back again, and Su Xinyuan took a piece of true qi from Chen Feng, rubbed it in his hand, and turned it into a ball of light, and there was a flash of electric light like the true qi of Shixinzhai outside.

"Open your mouth!"

Without hesitation, Corgimon raised its claws and slapped itself in the face.

"I say, open your mouth, open your mouth!

Su Xinyuan was very violent, pinched the corgi beast's mouth, and stuffed the ball of light into it.

Corgimon's belly suddenly rose like a balloon!

Through the belly, you can see the ball of light flickering inside.

Bright rays of light emerged from the ball of light, illuminating the corgimon's body.

After a few moments, the vision vanished, and the human-faced corgimon returned to its original form.

It seems to be a little bigger.

"Hiccup...... Hiccup......"

Also hiccups all the time.

"It's like this, is it okay?" asked Chen Feng a little uneasy.

"It's okay, I'm too full to eat, just digest and digest. Su Xinyuan's tone was relaxed, and he looked indifferent.

"Oh, do you want to rest for a while and exercise again?" Chen Feng asked.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the corgi beast, which had greatly increased in strength, suddenly leaned down and roared in a low voice at Chen Feng and Su Xinyuan, revealing its sharp fangs.

The flames ignited, and it stood up little by little, turning into Zhou Jing's appearance.

"Nosy people should die!"

"Hmph, dog thing, or lack of social beating!" Su Xinyuan snorted coldly and asked Chen Feng: "What are you going to change today?"

Chen Feng thought for a while: "Do you want a shark mouth cannon?"