CHAPTER XXXI

task

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As mercenaries, their source of income is naturally to receive a task from their employer, and they receive a good remuneration for completing the task.

As an existence with the strength of the Zen Martial Realm, it must be the status of an elder in any sect. It's a pity that he was born as a slave of sin, and this country does not allow a slave to become an elder who teaches. Therefore, he only belongs to the regimental commander level among the mercenaries.

Fortunately, such a status is not low. At least you don't have to sleep in the open anymore.

Normally, he doesn't need to go out to solve some things, but not long ago, a group of his team suddenly disappeared.

He lost a lot of money, but after this failure, another mission arrived. A task with such a high commission that he had to go out in person.

But what is the specific task? He didn't know, but the people above told him to monitor every move in the slums first, or even who he was going to spy on.

It was there for several days, until a man and a woman appeared.

After he saw one of the teenagers beat three alchemists with a bamboo stick, the unexpected situation he thought he was waiting for finally appeared.

A green bamboo stick, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, is still a cripple.

There is really such a person in the way of his news - that is the newly promoted deputy head of the Qingyan Ancient Sect.

After hearing that the young deputy head was in power, he quickly calmed down the dissatisfaction with him in the sect, and won the support of Heng Song Zhenren, the head of the Qingyan Ancient School, and vigorously implemented reforms.

And it's working.

If there is no intersection, I have to evaluate this as a very promising young man.

But at this moment the young man appeared in his field of vision, and his instincts told him that his presence clearly had something to do with his mission.

He followed him all the way from the slums to the alchemy hall, and came out shortly after seeing him enter.

It's just that when he entered, he was wearing a fourth-grade refining robe, but when he came out, he had a fourth-grade alchemist's robe on his shoulders.

What's going on?

Could it be that he is a fourth-grade alchemist? This was quickly determined, because when he went to the Shicheng Chamber of Commerce, he handed over a four-grade pill and a golden longsword to the other side for auction.

It's a four-grade refiner again, and it's a four-grade alchemist.

This young man's skills are not small!

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The teenager's whereabouts are attracting his attention more and more.

After seeing that young man leave the Shicheng Chamber of Commerce, according to the judgment of ordinary people, a fourth-grade alchemist would not have no money to go to the stall to eat a bowl of mixed noodles for a few pennies.

But the boy did just that!

And after leaving the Shicheng Chamber of Commerce, all the haunts are low places.

Even if he is a mercenary with a low status, he will not go in and out of such a place like him.

It wasn't until it was nearly dark that I made sure that the men who were watching the slum didn't find anything unusual.

He followed the curiosity and followed the young man out of the Qingyan capital......

Under the dark night, the young man wore a black cloak and left the Qingyan National Capital strangely.

A discerning man can know that he must be doing something that cannot see the light.

If he gets the news, his intuition tells him that he will definitely get a lot of news.

But what he didn't know was that under the night, especially under that cloak......

Any tracking is touching the bottom line under the cloak, and those cold eyes are gradually becoming impatient.

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During the day, before the meal was over, the problem of the fourth-grade alchemist was finally solved.

After successfully obtaining the qualification of a fourth-grade alchemist, Jiang Heng didn't bother to pay attention to the surprise of the pretentious alchemists in the alchemy hall, but instead said a few gossips to He Huanglou, waved his hand at the mirror on the ceiling by the way, and then left.

Obviously, he noticed the eyes behind the mirror on the ceiling, and the owner of those eyes was most likely Master Qizheng of the Wind and Thunder Medicine Company.

As for what kind of person he is, he doesn't bother to pay attention to it for the time being.

At the moment, he had something else to do.

That's ......

The door has been following him to the Zen Martial Arts Realm master of the Wind and Thunder Medicine Shop.

Jiang Heng hates the feeling of being followed!

Not to mention the old ghost!

It's a pity that it's daytime, and it's not so convenient to get started.

In order to give the person who was stalking to an advantage in his favor, Jiang Heng tried his best to do something that he felt might attract the Zen Martial Realm master to continue to follow him.

Sure enough, this guy was 'fooled'.

Although I don't know why this guy was 'fooled', at least he followed him all the way to a dense forest outside the capital of Qingyan Kingdom.

What awaits him is the drug trap that Jiang Heng has already laid, and the old ghost who can appear in the dark night.

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As for the ending, as expected, this guy from the Zen Martial Realm didn't have time to exert his strength and became the fifth Zen Martial Realm level ghost warrior under Jiang Heng.

It is also the most important one at present, and what surprises Jiang Heng the most is that the purpose of this guy tracking him is that he thinks that he can extract some important information from himself to sell for money.

How could this damn fool have such a thought.

During that period of time, Jiang Heng searched the mind of the mercenary leader named Mao Qing with a large amount of memory information in his mind.

But most of them are OOXX and other pictures that are not conducive to text description.

This is a guy with a very corrupt private life, and he can do anything for money.

This should be the reason why this guy decided to follow himself after recognizing himself.

He was gambling, betting that there must be something important about his presence in the ghetto he was watching.

It is true, but it is not so important to others!

Obviously, he was in his own unreasonable intuition, causing him to lose the bet.

And lost badly......

Looking at Mao Qing, this guy also has a helpless look, but his loyalty is leveraged.

Jiang Heng asked him, "Who is your employer? Is it really unclear? Or do you have a problem with your brain and have been hit?"

Mao Qing replied decisively: "Lord, I really don't know about that person. But I can be sure that the strength of that person is definitely above mine, otherwise he would not be able to hide his breath in front of me so that I can't even detect the strength. ”

So the question is, who would be interested in the slums and spend a lot of money to hire a mercenary leader from the Zen Martial Realm to monitor it?

Just as the doubts gradually spread to the brain, two extremely fast whistles suddenly flew in the night sky.

"What sound?"

Mao Qing told Jiang Heng: "It seems to be a signal from a mercenary group!"

As for what is this signal?

Mao Qing didn't know!

In the night, Jiang Heng took Mao Qing all the way to fly with the sword, and flew in the direction where the signal came.

The direction was again closer to the slum......