Qin Yuan reflexively closed the glass door of the rental house, flipped the "Open" sign at the door, and pointed it out with "closed today".

Then Qin Yuan stepped into the back room, the middle-aged boss was sitting next to a coffee table, and when he saw Qin Yuan walking in, he stretched out his hand and motioned for Qin Yuan to sit on the other side of the coffee table.

Qin Yuan quickly glanced at the scene in the back room, a workbench, a coffee table, a sofa, a bed, two cabinets, and some miscellaneous things.

The bedside bulged up, and it seemed that there was a child lying inside.

Then Qin Yuan sat down, and the middle-aged boss put down the teacup:

"I happened to have something to do with you, so you came, tea or coke?"

Although Qin Yuan was curious about what the middle-aged boss was looking for him, he still hurriedly replied:

"I'll just drink plain water. ”

"Pour a glass of water. ”

The middle-aged boss said directly.

Just when Qin Yuan was confused, a pair of gloves on the workbench flew up out of thin air, the gloves first picked up an empty teacup from the table, and then flew to the water dispenser, one glove pressed the switch, the other glove held the teacup, after receiving most of the cup of warm water, flew to the coffee table, and lightly placed the teacup next to Qin Yuan.

When he got closer, Qin Yuan could see that the gloves were inscribed with lines similar to his mask, exuding a faint light.

"It's called Spirit Pattern, and it's something I learned out of boredom when I was younger. ”

The middle-aged boss looked at the lines on the gloves and smiled, but there was a hint of self-satisfaction in his eyes that could not be concealed.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a girl's cold snort came from the quilt on the bed:

"Cut, isn't it uncle, you only know spirit patterns?"

The middle-aged boss turned his head and scolded the quilt dissatisfied:

"You're not going to wash up when you're awake?"

"Then you're going to have to help me get my clothes, huh?"

A slender, bare, arm reached out from the covers, pointing at the scattered laundry on the couch.

Qin Yuan suddenly understood why this boss closed so early every day.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Yuan got up playfully, took out his mobile phone and pretended to answer the phone:

"I'll go out and take a call. ”

With that, Qin Yuan left the inner room and closed the door of the inner room.

The middle-aged boss first glanced at Qin Yuan's back gratefully, and then he immediately grabbed the women's clothes on the sofa and walked towards the bed, and lowered his voice:

"Wife, can you give me some face in front of outsiders!"

"Uncle, don't you want to take this young man as an apprentice? I'm helping you!"

"Just don't do me a favor! My big hidden momentum is gone as soon as it brews!"

The middle-aged boss was a little angry.

"Spirit Pattern?"

Qin Yuan used his mobile phone to check the introduction of the spirit pattern on the Internet in the outhouse.

The so-called spirit pattern is a kind of special pattern with many abilities that is inscribed with spiritual power through special means.

There are many carriers of spirit patterns, and the more powerful the spirit pattern master, the more types of carriers that can be used to construct spirit patterns.

At present, the highest known level of spirit pattern is the ninth-order spirit pattern, and the strongest known spirit pattern master in the world is the ninth-order spirit pattern master, which is equivalent to the nine-star number of cultivators of the ninth realm, and even the ninth-order spirit pattern master is much more precious and rare than cultivators of the same level.

Qin Yuan took a look at the goods displayed in the outhouse and found that there were not many goods with spirit patterns inscribed, and the price of the same item usually increased by three or four times after the spirit patterns were inscribed.

There are also some items with spirit patterns but no price tag, which look quite extraordinary.

Qin Yuan suddenly remembered that the mask he bought here was also not priced at that time, does this mean that the mask he bought was actually worth a lot?

Otherwise, how could a mask of tens of thousands of yuan be able to block the blow of the Heavenly Demon White, and also hurt the Heavenly Demon White after being suppressed by the rules of the world?

Without waiting for Qin Yuan to think about it, the middle-aged boss opened the door of the inner room and shouted at Qin Yuan:

"Come in, lad. ”

When Qin Yuan sat next to the coffee table again, there was a cold and glamorous Loli dressed maturely next to the middle-aged boss this time.

Leng Yan Lori stood there, her body height was about the same as that of the middle-aged boss sitting, perhaps because of her height, Leng Yan Lori did not give people a feeling of Meng Weiwei's rejection of thousands of miles away, but in some ways it was more attractive and wanted to get close to her.

"Ahem, it's not the first time we've met, so I'm not going to beat around the bush, let me introduce myself first, my name is Wang Chusheng, and I'm a seventh-order spirit pattern master, what's your name, young man?"

Maybe it was the scene that happened just now that made the middle-aged boss a little embarrassed, and he went straight to the point this time.

However, when Wang Chusheng said that he was a seventh-order spirit pattern master, there was obviously a touch of pride in his eyes.

Seventh-Order Spirit Tattoo Master!

When Qin Yuan heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

In Qin Yuan's cognition, a seventh-order spirit pattern master was already enough to be called a high-level spirit pattern master, but it was a rather rare existence in the world, and its status was even higher than that of a seventh-order realm cultivator of the same level.

In such a small city as Yunshan City, there is actually a seventh-order spirit pattern master?

Even if he is the number one powerhouse in Yunshan City, Purple Thunder Zhenjun, he has only only cultivated to the sixth great realm!

Doesn't this mean that the middle-aged man in front of him, Wang Chusheng, who looks a little greasy, is even more powerful than Purple Thunder Zhenjun?

What's more, the seventh order is the starting realm of the high-level, and the gap between the sixth order and the seventh order is like a chasm!

If what Wang Chusheng said is true, then he is a proper thigh!

Wang Chusheng saw the shock in Qin Yuan's eyes, and the smug color in his eyes became even stronger.

Leng Yan Lori on the side saw Wang Chusheng's appearance, and just wanted to say something, but Wang Chusheng, who had been on guard, quickly covered her small mouth, and Wang Chusheng looked at Leng Yan Lori with pleading in his eyes.

Leng Yan Lori snorted, turned her head to look to the side, and Wang Chusheng let go of her hand.

Although Qin Yuan was surprised by Wang Chusheng's bewildering behavior, he didn't ask more, but came back to his senses and responded:

"Boss Wang, my name is Qin Yuan, I am a student in the second year of Yunshan No. 1 Middle School, I came to you today, in fact, I specially came to you to thank you,

If it weren't for the precious mask you sold me, I'm afraid I would have died at the hands of Heavenly Demon Bai. ”

"Heaven, Demons, White?!"

When Wang Chusheng heard this name, his eyes instantly turned red, he was originally easy-going and casual, but suddenly seemed to have changed as a person, and his whole body suddenly burst out with an extremely strong murderous aura, and many items inscribed with spirit patterns in the room began to riot.

"Uncle, calm down!"

Seeing this, Leng Yan Lori on the side hurriedly reached out and shook Wang Chusheng's body vigorously.