As soon as the strange insect touched the skin of the human body, it became more and more energetic, and with its front paws tore the skin, it burrowed into it, and the young man's already numb eyes showed a look of pain, and then let out a terrible wail.

His body twitched, shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in an instant, a layer of skin and bone remained. Seeing this scene, Chen An's heart was also cold, and he knew that the dried corpse he saw when he entered the door before actually came from this way.

After the young man did not move at all, the ghost uncle opened the iron door and walked in. He stretched out his finger and scratched the skin on his chest, and the tips of his fingers were like sharp blades, and he cut through the skin directly, revealing a thing the size of a chicken's heart, which was the heart of the young man.

On top of it lay the strange strange insect just now, which was not unusual except for the slight increase in size and the color from blue to red.

The ghost uncle reached out and pinched it, and it was no longer full of energy before, but lazily stayed in the ghost uncle's hand and stopped moving.

The ghost uncle took out a porcelain bottle with a thin mouth from his arms, pinched the insect at the mouth of the bottle, only to hear a pop, the body of the insect was crushed, and a stream of blue-green water arrows was shot into the porcelain bottle. The ghost uncle threw away the remaining insect corpses, took out the bottle cap, sealed the porcelain bottle, and respectfully handed it to Chen An with both hands.

Chen An frowned and took it: "It's just such a thing, is it really useful?"

Of course, this is the result of most of the slave's life. Three bottles are ready before you return. Uncle Ghost's smile can definitely stop the child's night crying, but he doesn't know it at all, and he laughs very happily.

He reached into his arms, took out three identical porcelain vases and handed them to Chen An.

Chen An stretched out his hand to take it, his brows furrowed deeper, a bottle is one life, here is four lives, although he is not a soft-hearted person, but looking at the porcelain bottle in his hand, there is still a trace of strangeness in his heart.

"You don't have to call yourself an old slave, you and I have an agreement, no matter what happens or fails, I will give you back your freedom, and you will go or stay in the future and do whatever you want. ”

Hearing this, the ghost uncle was stunned at first, and then he was overjoyed, knelt on the ground with his knees, and kowtowed again and again: "Thank you for your kindness, I have been away from home for a long time, and I want to go home while I can still walk." His face was full of joy, and at the same time, while Chen An was not paying attention, he quietly put a silk sachet that had been secretly clasped into the palm of his hand into the cuff.

Chen An seemed to be unaware of this, and glanced expressionlessly at the figure in the corner of the remaining cell, trembling in fear. Between the two cells was a fence made of iron columns. The scene just now should have been seen clearly by the people in the other cell. didn't scream out in fright, it should be the "**" work of the ghost uncle these days.

Chen An said to the ghost uncle in a light tone: "Four bottles are enough, give him a good time with the rest, you leave the recipe and clean up here before leaving." ”

After speaking, he didn't care what the ghost uncle did, and walked straight out of the secret room and returned to his room.

Only then did he have time to sort out the baggage he had brought back, and this time he brought back two large packages, most of which were books except for some gold and silver. He picked up a thick thread-bound book with four large characters written on it, "Heavenly Providence Sword Spectrum".

In fact, the target of his mission this time was Mingjian Villa, and Zhang Yong only took on the task temporarily.

The three divisions of the Holy Court, the Ming Division is the guard of the Son of Heaven, and it is naturally bright and bright; the main killing of the Blood Division is mostly assassination, and it is a sharp weapon for the emperor to clear dissidents, but the killers of the Blood Division usually deal with the big families of the imperial court, and the killer department composed of the Dark Division is responsible for dealing with the Jianghu Sect; The division of labor and cooperation of the three divisions together formed the Holy Court, a force independent of the imperial court, but directly under the emperor.

Among the three divisions, the three guards of the Ming Division take turns to guard the forbidden palace, and the blood division and one guard only listen to the emperor's dispatch of the mysterious, as for the seventeen guards of the dark division all over the world to explore intelligence, after the new emperor ascended the throne, the blood division is useless, and the killing also depends on the dark division, which makes the dark division gradually become stronger, and its division master is generally concurrently served by the captain of the Holy Court. It stands to reason that each of its guards has one in charge, and Chen An is not qualified to meet Ting Wei at all. But precisely because Zhang Yong's case was so huge, even the emperor had to act cautiously. Moreover, Mingjian Villa is also in the position of holding the bull's ear in the rivers and lakes, and he slaughtered it all over the house, which is also a great achievement for the imperial court, and he can't help but appreciate it, so he got the honor of meeting the court captain.

Chen An carefully picked up the package and walked into the secret room in his bedroom.

The ground of his mansion was very high, so he simply dug many cellars in it, and repaired several layers of secret rooms to pile up some secrets that were not inhumane, and there were many secrets of secret agents like him. For example, some criminal ministers raided their homes and exterminated their families, and slaughtered some tycoons all over the world, and their targets were all wealthy people, and every time this kind of action was taken, there would be some gray income. For these, the attitude of the imperial court has always been to turn a blind eye. Of course, they themselves will not do it blatantly, and the role of the secret room can be seen from this.

It's just that it's rare for the entire mansion to be empty underground like him, and that's because of the existence of the ghost uncle.

This old guy is a ranger caught by Chen An three years ago, and he was arrested for committing a crime. It seems that he still has a lot of reputation in the rivers and lakes, and he is still unruly after being caught in the dark division. But what kind of place is the Dark Division Prison, and the fine iron will be ground into iron powder when it enters. The ghost uncle only lived in prison for ten days before he completely threw himself into Chen An's five bodies.

At that time, he proposed to Chen An the plan to devour the soul pig, and in exchange for it, Chen An used his rights to fish it out, until today. For this plan, Chen An set up another secret prison in the house.

The people of the dark division are all secretive and incomparably private, and the people above him don't care too much even if they find out about their abnormality, and even when Chen An throttles people use it as an experiment, they also pretend not to know and open the door to convenience.

Chen An came to the room where he practiced, where there was only a row of bookshelves in the corner of the wall, and the rest of the place was unobstructed. He sorted out the martial arts cheats in his hand one by one, and carefully placed them on the bookshelf.

The cheats on the bookshelves are almost full, and they are all the relics of the Jianghu people that Chen An has killed over the years.

Most of them are relatively superficial martial arts, and only a few books record superior martial arts. For example, the Heavenly Providence Sword Book is the core martial art of Ming Sword Villa.

He pulled out a blue thread-bound book with the words "Cold Flame Ice Charm Gong" written on it, turned the pages of the book, and carefully studied it page by page until the end. He gently put down his book and sat down cross-legged on the futon.

After a long time, Chen An slowly opened his eyes, this is the internal strength of his inner strength that he has practiced since he was a child, and he can almost recite it backwards, and he just reviewed it again just to calm his mood.

When he felt full of energy, he looked down at the porcelain bottle handed to him by the ghost uncle in his hand, took out one of it, raised his hand to his mouth without warning, and poured the bottle of medicinal liquid into his stomach with his head up.

After a while, a flame seemed to rise in the lower abdomen, and at first it was only near the dantian, but in the blink of an eye, it burned all over the body. Chen An felt that his bones were being calcined, and his blood was boiling.

The human body is a whole, and the cultivation of internal qi is only to penetrate the meridians to explore and activate one's own potential to strengthen oneself, and although Chen An is now introducing external forces, it is also activating innate vitality and strengthening oneself, just by replacing one's own vitality with someone else's.

His body temperature continued to rise, his lips were dry and cracked, and the salty taste in his mouth made his consciousness begin to blur. He had thought that this potion would have no effect, and that it would contain a strong toxin, but he really didn't expect that it contained so much energy.

He shouted, ran and tried every means to vent the excess energy in his body, but this huge energy that almost destroyed everything was so fierce that it was as difficult to get rid of as a maggot on the tarsal bones......

I don't know how long it took, Chen An slowly opened his eyes, the oil lamp had been extinguished, and there was darkness in the stone room. A warm current rises from the dantian, and the eight veins of the Qi meridian are introduced into the five internal organs, and then dispersed into the limbs and hundreds of bones through the twelve meridians.

He was lucky to have his arms on his fingertips, and he bent his fingers into claws and grabbed forward, only to hear a thud, and three scratches appeared on the solid wall.

Chen An was stunned, quickly found the oil lamp, took out the flint and lit it. The faint light shone on the wall, clearly showing three claw marks two inches deep and three feet long, the claw marks were surrounded by hoarfrost, and the gravel in front of it was frozen by the extreme cold at the moment of shattering, making the scratches appear extremely smooth.

This trick is actually a big one. Chen An, who hadn't put his joy and anger on his face for a long time, couldn't control his desire to cheer at this time. He was congenitally deficient in physique, and he once injured his foundation because of his strong martial arts, and despite his hard work, he still couldn't achieve much.

Although this "Cold Flame Ice Charm Technique" is a superior martial art, it is not a treasure in the dark division. He got it when he was a kid when he first entered the Dark Division. After practicing for so many years, he was still in the stage of boiling his qi and blood, and in desperation, he turned to the study of poisons, and only then did he achieve a little success and make a name for himself.

This time, he made a desperate bet, thinking that it would be good if he didn't explode and die, but who would have thought that he would successfully break through to the realm of Zhou Tian's consummation.

After the excitement, Chen An raised his eyebrows, as if he had found something, he moved the oil lamp to the side, there was a footprint there, two inches deep, which was actually stepped on by someone with his foot.

He continued to move the oil lamp, and there were other footprints on the left and right of that step, as if carved out of a mold, equally two inches deep.

The more frightened Chen An became, the calmer his face became, and he found a few more oil lamps to light one after another, only to find that the entire stone room was actually covered with footprints at some point, whether it was on the ground or on the top of the stone room.

"Is this what I stepped on?" he wondered, but he felt that these footprints were not disorganized, as if he had seen them somewhere.

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, he found a scroll of animal skin from the bookshelf in the secret room, and stretched it out, and the footwork recorded on it was the same as the footprints on the wall.

This is his ancestral footwork book, called "Too Illusory Lingbu", this exercise is mediocre, he has been practicing since he can remember, but he has not felt any progress over the years, and it is not much different from ordinary martial arts footwork. Later, after he entered the Dark Division, he was taught to fly feather and other light body kung fu, and this ancestral animal skin was only kept as a memorial.

His Chen family was not originally a martial arts heirloom, and it was normal that there were no martial arts cheats left, and he never doubted it, and only regarded it as a set of guiding techniques to strengthen the body. After he entered the Dark Division, he was immediately taught the light body technique of "Flying Feather Crossing", which was created by the study of the masters of the Dark Division over the past generations and the fusion of the cheats of various sects. After all, the most important thing for secret agents in the dark division is light skills, and there are few people in the dark division who are not good at light skills.

Since then, the animal skin has been shelved and never touched again, but today he used this deep memory method in a semi-comatose state, which actually prevented him from going mad and dying in a demonic explosion.