Chapter 62: Murder (2)

The dwellings in the shantytown are not dense, and the meaning of not being dense here is that you can see a wood, a meadow, or even a low slope.

Chen Li burrowed into a wood, and after coming out from the other side, the blood-stained ordinary robe had been changed into a gray robe, his appearance changed again, and his back became slightly hunched, as if he was a few inches shorter out of thin air.

He kept turning around seven or eight times in a row, and then straightened up to restore his original appearance, and walked home in a relaxed mood.

Zhou Hong was still busy processing the demon beast meat.

A five-ton demon beast can't be dealt with in a moment and a half.

"It's going well, isn't it?" Zhou Hong asked.

"It's sold out all at once, and now the price of food has skyrocketed, and we're selling it cheaply, and we're selling as much as we want!" Chen Li smiled, and didn't mention the robbery and killing just now.

Zhou Hong's face was tired and happy: "Keep it for yourself to eat and make cured meat, and if you sell the rest, I estimate that I can sell nine medium-grade spirit stones...... When the time comes, the cost of taking a caravan to other places will obviously not be small, and with this money, the family will be much more comfortable. ”

"Don't worry about money, I didn't pick up so many magic weapons some time ago, and it would be worth a lot to sell them, but now it's a little hard to sell." Chen Li said, and there was some distress in his heart.

It's not that I'm afraid of being targeted again.

Now he has a lot of debts.

With the golden light talisman he harvested today, his confidence was much stronger.

It's a big deal to use it to save your life.

The point is that magic weapons are not like demon beast meat, and they are not easy to sell.

With the addition of today's four, he now has as many as sixteen magic weapons on hand, including one high-grade magic weapon, six medium-grade magic weapons, and nine low-grade magic weapons.

The lowest value is a medium-grade spirit stone, and now most of the scattered cultivators still have much money to buy, relying on the stalls, these sixteen magic weapons do not know that they need to be sold until the Year of the Monkey and the month of the horse before they can all be sold.

In addition, he was troubled by the talismans, which had accumulated for a whole winter, and the talismans had been piled up into a thick stack, and there were more than two hundred talismans, such as evil talismans, arrow avoidance talismans, and the least light talismans.

The good thing is that none of these things will break.

It's better to wait for the situation to improve before making a move.

……

In the evening, Chen Li took stock of the family's savings again.

Before the winter, there were only seven spirit stones, and after a winter, the cost was not small, but the unexpected income was more, plus today's harvest, there are now eight medium-grade spirit stones, plus three hundred and fifty-five lower-grade spirit stones.

Converted into medium-grade spirit stones and then erased, it is 11 medium-grade spirit stones.

"When this batch of demon beast meat is sold, there will be twenty medium-grade spirit stones, and if you count the magic weapons and talismans that have not yet been sold, there will be at least fifty medium-grade spirit stones." Chen Li secretly calculated in his heart.

"Sure enough, horses have no night grass and no fertilizer, and people have no windfall and no wealth!"

Chen Li sighed, collected his money bag with satisfaction, picked up the book "Three Attack Techniques in the Qi Training Period" that he bought in the morning, and began to flip through it.

There are three kinds of attack spells, the 'Scolding Technique' Chen Li has already learned, and the 'Ice Technique' requires seven levels of Qi training, and he can't learn it yet.

The only thing he could learn now was palm thunder.

Like Traction, it is also a first-order intermediate spell.

……

Next, for a few days in a row.

Every day at dawn, Chen Li carried a large bag of demon beast meat to the market to sell, selling half a ton every day, and sometimes selling a ton, collecting a lot of money, but the people who robbed and killed did not meet another one.

meanwhile

The murderous name of the meat seller in the fang market also quickly spread in the fang market.

The fierce battle that day, and the fact that it was not a remote location in the wilderness, how could there be no witnesses, just watching from a distance, and they didn't dare to approach, they could only take a rough look.

The meat seller not only escaped with his life, but was also killed by all of them.

If you don't have any skills, how can you provoke such a strongman.

Five days later, the last batch of demon beast meat began to smell a little.

But it doesn't matter.

Chen Li still sells for the same price.

Fortunately, casual cultivation is also not a particular person, although there will be a few complaints on the mouth, but still flock to it. There is cheap monster meat to eat, and a little peculiar smell is nothing.

"Scattered, scattered, gone, gone...... Hey, you kid hasn't paid yet. ”

When all the demon beast meat was sold, Chen Li breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

During this time, the house is really getting smellier and smellier, and it can smoke people out. Fortunately, it's finally over now.

"Fellow Daoist, do you still have meat? I found out the news, there is a monster meat here for sale. "I didn't buy a loose cultivator, and I was annoyed.

"It's a step too late, it's sold out!" Chen Li said as he cleaned up.

"Will you sell it tomorrow?"

"It's not coming, it's all sold out." Chen Li picked up the cloth bag and prepared to leave.

"Fellow Daoist, when will I go hunt a demon beast and come back?"

Chen Li was stunned when he heard this, and said angrily: "Is the demon beast so easy to kill?" ”

……

In the following days, Chen Li never went out again.

Swordsmanship, spells, qi training, and talismans, these four exercises occupy almost all of his time, in addition to finding time to study and study new spells palm thunder, every day is busy until midnight before he can fall asleep.

Since crossing into this world.

He seemed to be in this never-ending state of busyness, rarely entertaining and relaxing, as if a whip was urging behind him.

In fact, it's pretty much the same.

Ultimately.

It was this world that made him insecure.

The ravages of demon beasts, unpredictable people's hearts, an ordinary outing may never come back.

And this sense of security, in this world, he can only rely on his own strength to seek.

……

One afternoon.

Chen Li opened his eyes from meditation, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and slowly collected his strength.

With a thought, he opened the game panel.

"Qi Cultivation 5th Layer: 45/100"

"Without the Qi Replenishing Pill, the speed is really a lot slower!" He sighed in his heart.

Only the last bottle of his current Qi Replenishing Pill has been consumed, but this bottle is used to speed up the recovery of spiritual power at critical times, such as during battle.

"Fortunately, my cultivation speed is not slow."

Chen Li found that perhaps the higher the realm, the slower the cultivation speed, although the proficiency level of Changshenggong continued to improve, from the proficient level to the expert level and then to the master level, his cultivation speed did not improve too much, and now it has only improved by one point in two days.

He moved his stiff body and got up to get outside to catch his breath.

An excited voice came from afar.

"Caravan, caravan is coming, caravan is coming......"

With a "buzz", the whole shanty town became noisy.

Chen Li's face was stunned, and then there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart, the caravan was coming, and he could finally leave this dangerous ghost place.

"I'll take a look outside." He shouted at Zhou Hong, and then quickly walked out of the hole.