"Whew!"

The sound of messy footsteps came from the dead woods, and shoes crushed the fallen leaves, making a lot of noise.

"Wang!"

A black shadow burst out, its four claws hitting the ground as fast as lightning.

I saw clearly when the moonlight was laid, and it turned out to be a big black dog from head to toe!

It ran in a hurry, and with its black dog hair, it seemed to be invisible in the dark night, and only the sound of stepping on leaves could be heard.

"This dead dog, I must have stewed it and drank the soup!"

A swearing voice chased after the black dog.

Wearing glasses and panting, the four-eyed Taoist leader rolled up his robe around his waist, running wildly regardless of his image, but he still couldn't catch up with the big black dog.

Looking at the black shadow once again retreating into the night, the four-eyed Taoist could only gasp roughly.

"I'm tired, I can't do it!"

Simu found a dead tree nearby, stretched out his hand to hold the trunk, and bent over and panted violently.

At the same time, tied to the branches of the dead tree, the inconspicuous hemp rope resembled a snake, making a circle by itself and slowly descending.

The hemp rope touched the back of the head of the four-eyed Taoist, and turned into a rope sleeve for hanging.

"Ahem!"

It was enough to catch his eyes before he raised his head.

As soon as he saw the hanging rope, his eyes couldn't be taken off, and his facial expression became obscene: "Girl, how dangerous it is for you to sit on the tree, do you want me to take you down?" ”

Simu straightened his waist, leaned his neck into the hanging rope, and said, "Yes, you will ride on my neck, and I will help you get down." ”

"——!" The hemp rope suddenly tightened and strangled towards Sime's neck.

The four eyes that were full of obscene expressions just now suddenly changed and became very serious.

"Humph! You want to lie to me with this little gesture? ”

He grabbed the hanging rope above his neck with his left hand, wiped his right hand in his arms, and held two copper coins between his fingers.

The black fog was thick on the hanging rope, and something had coalesced into a ball, ready to escape.

Simu threw out a yellow paper talisman, and the paper talisman instantly ignited the broken hanging rope.

"Ahh A terrible scream was heard.

The screaming stopped after a while.

"Senior brother, this place is gloomy and dirty." The four-eyed Taoist turned his head to look behind him: "That kid is really here?" Could it be that the black dog is in the wrong place? ”

Uncle Nine held a mahogany comb in his left hand and a tattered robe in his right hand, and stepped into the air.

The frequency of his steps is not high, but there seems to be a gentle force supporting him, allowing Uncle Nine to step out of the distance.

With a flick of his hand, the two yin objects turned into two flames, and Uncle Nine said: "The more this is the case, the more it means that this place is abnormal, and what do you say about the black dog?" ”

"Greedy for life and afraid of death." Simu said: "I'm more afraid of death than people, but I seem to be very afraid of that Zhang boy." ”

"This black dog is very spiritual, and you should be careful to say that it will be hated by it." Uncle Nine admonished, and then said: "No matter how big or small the black dog's courage is, but any dog will be loyal to the lord, and the road is not smooth, and there are signs after the battle, which shows that we really are not wrong." ”

"Is the kid still alive?" The four-eyed Taoist looked at the ghostly things around him and said, "If you look for it again, you will also collect his corpse." ”

"When Ah Wen was chased and killed by human demons, we couldn't move, but since Mao Daoyou said that the lifeline of human demons was destroyed and his skills were greatly reduced, Ah Wen may be in danger, but he may not necessarily die."

"Yes, they won't die, no matter how much the power of humans and demons is greatly reduced, but that is also the foundation building period!"

Simu is not optimistic about Zhang Wen at all, even if Zhang Wen's combat effectiveness is far beyond ordinary people, but the fighting method is not more fist and foot kung fu, when the spell reaches a certain level, the level of martial arts is not much help for actual combat.

Otherwise, everyone will use a gun well, no matter how strong the martial arts are, it is not as accurate as the gun, and it is not as ruthless as the gun.

"Wow!"

The big black dog running in front of him suddenly stopped, and turned his head and barked at the two of them.

Although Simu said that Zhang Wen couldn't live, after he saw Da Hei's reaction, he still rushed over as soon as possible.

There are several deep pits in this area.

The ground seemed to have been slashed by a great knife, and a terrible ravine had been opened.

And near the ravine, there were dried blood stains.

Uncle Nine squatted down, stretched out his hand and twisted a piece of soil and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed gently: "It's human blood, and it's still very fresh, I'm afraid it's Awen's." ”

"Huh?"

A light flickered from the ground, shaking the eyes of the four eyes.

"What's that?"

He walked over and picked it up, only to find that it was a gossip mirror, with terrifying bloody handprints on it, which was enough to see how tightly the holder pinched this mirror when he was fighting!

Uncle Nine took the gossip mirror, looked at it a few times and said, "It seems to be Awen's magic weapon, and I have seen him use it a few times." ”

It's just that the surroundings are very quiet, there is neither Zhang Wen's figure, nor the figure of the human demon, everything seems to be non-existent.

"Will you let those things eat?" Simu asked Uncle Nine in a low voice.

The goblins followed them all the way, not attacking or offending, just following quietly.

Because most of these ghosts are lonely ghosts, and their strength is not very strong, the two of them did not take it to heart.

But the words of the four eyes lead to another possibility.

Eaten by a group of ghosts, of course, you can't see anything.

Uncle Nine put away the gossip mirror and said: "Impossible, this place is very clean, there is no blood, if it is really devoured by a group of ghosts, there should be blood, maybe there is something urgent to leave, and the magic weapon is missing." ”

"Medium-grade magic weapons, just throw them away." The four-eyed Taoist smacked his tongue.

Zhang Wen didn't look like he had just stepped into the cultivation world for three months, but rather like an old Taoist priest with many years of savings.

Every time I make a shot, I am very arrogant.

And the preparation is also very sufficient.

Zhang Wen took the three ghosts, and he was never discovered by them, so he found the lifeblood of humans and demons at a critical moment and turned things around.

Uncle Nine said: "No, he didn't lose it!" Arwen's light skills are very good, but there are no footprints in the road ahead, and he flew away. ”

"Fly?" The four eyes were shocked: "That kid is actually a great monk in the Void Period?" ”

"Of course not, but let the ghost carry it, and you can fly."

"Woohoo!" Big Black yelled in one direction.

"There?" Uncle Nine nodded: "Okay, go and see!" ”

The two of them and a dog walked all the way, and finally passed through the dense bushes when the four-eyed road chief was physically exhausted and was about to fall to the ground from exhaustion.

The front suddenly opened up.

An eerie bungalow appeared in the moonlight.

"It's so heavy." Simu sniffled and said with a solemn expression.

"Wow!"

Da Hei roared at the bungalow, as if to say, Zhang Wen was in the bungalow.

"Looks like it's inside."

Simu was puzzled: "Could it be that the kid was tied up in this big mansion?" ”

"Be careful!"

Uncle Nine stepped forward first, and when he came to the gate of the bungalow, his brows suddenly jumped,

Kicked on the rose-patterned door,

Bang!

The door and the door frame were kicked by Uncle Jiu, kicking up a huge cloud of dust.

Simu followed beside him and ate a lot of ashes.

His sleeves were fanned with dust, and he looked at him and said, "Ahem, senior brother, when did you get so strong?" ”

"The old house is in disrepair, and the door frame has long been hollowed out by insects." Uncle Nine also slapped the dust on his body.

Dust flew up, obscuring the view.

Even the big black dog couldn't help but sneeze.

"Phew, phew!"

The two fanned the dust in front of them, spit out a mouth full of earthy spit, and walked into the bungalow.

As soon as I entered the bungalow, I saw a large bed in the middle.

Zhang Wen, who they were looking for, was tied to the bed.

Moreover, there is also a beautiful woman tearing the clothes on Zhang Wen's body, tearing again and again, very happy.

Zhang Wen, who had long been eroded by the ghost qi and couldn't lift his strength, suddenly heard the sound of kicking the door, and then the door collapsed.

"Wow, you kid is such a good Yanfu?" The four eyes looked enviously at the Nala clan who was sitting there and looked up and down: "It's so beautiful, the figure is also very good, and the face is the type I like." ”

Zhang Wen looked at the four eyes speechlessly and said, "Dao Chief, she is a ghost." ”

"The ghosts are all fascinated by you, isn't it Yanfu?" Simu squeezed his eyebrows at Zhang Wen: "But you have to pay attention to your body, this thing is too much, and it will be life-breaking." ”

Saying that, Simu waved his hand apologetically at her Aihuan: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry to disturb the happiness of the two of you, I'll go out with my senior brother right away." ”

"Don't be poor." Uncle Nine threw out two pieces of rune paper, and the hemp rope that tied Zhang Wen's hands and feet touched the rune paper, like a mouse meeting a cat, twitched violently, and then quickly let go.

But Huang Fu was unwilling to spare the hemp rope easily, and quickly burned, climbed onto the body of the hemp rope, and finally turned into fly ash in the strong twisting of the hemp rope.

She was startled, knowing that someone superior had come to the door, and turned around and wanted to escape.

Uncle Nine threw out a few more yellow talismans, and the yellow talismans stuck towards her love ring like long eyes.

Huang Fu touched her body, and the pain swept her love ring like a tide, instantly suppressing her to the ground, unable to move.

Her love ring's spell was broken, and Zhang Wen also regained his physical freedom.

"Uncle Nine, how did you find it?"

"The road of the Great Black Belt."

Uncle Nine handed the gossip mirror to Zhang Wen: "I also picked this up on the way." ”

"Thank you."

Zhang Wen took the gossip mirror and said to Da Hei: "Go home and let Xiaoyun cook bones for you." ”

"Wow!" Daikoku shouted excitedly.

Simu asked, "Boy, aren't the demons chasing you, what about the people?" ”

"I was killed by luck." Zhang Wen said: "It's a pity that I was also seriously injured and couldn't move when I was fighting with humans and demons, otherwise I wouldn't have been caught by her, and I was ready to be a substitute for the dead." ”

"Even if his skill is reduced, he is still in the middle stage of foundation building, and you kid has just practiced qi...... Hey! When did you break through the middle stage of Qi training? The more he looked at Zhang Wen, the more he felt that something was wrong, and finally exclaimed.

Simu still remembers clearly that when he saw Zhang Wen in Zhang's house during the day, Zhang Wen was still in the early stage of Qi training.

But if you think about it three months ago, Zhang Wen was just an ordinary person, and it only took him three months to cultivate to the middle stage of Qi cultivation!

Except for the reincarnation of some immortals, as well as some mythological stories, there has never been such an outrageous one.

At this rate, wouldn't it be half a year to build a foundation, two years to become a god, five years to be empty, ten years to join the Tao, and soar to become an immortal?

"You're a weird kid." The more he looked at Zhang Wen, the more strange he felt.

"Fast?" Zhang Wen asked.

It's a pity that I can't find enough ghosts to kill, let alone find a master like Uncle Jiu to escort him, otherwise Zhang Wen is confident that he will rise in the daylight.

Just caring about arguing with the four eyes, Zhang Wen only found out at this time that Mao Jian was not here.

"Where's Mao Daoyou?"

"He's dealing with the corpses, and the lifeblood of the human demons." Uncle Nine said: "If it is not handled properly, after breeding demonic qi, a new demon will be born." ”

"We were also worried about you, so we just regained a little strength and chased after you." The four-eyed Taoist said, "But I didn't expect your kid to be in bed." ”

Zhang Wen's face darkened, and he also remembered her love ring.

Turning to look at the Nala clan who was sealed on the ground by the yellow talisman, she loves the ring.

Now that the identities of the two sides have been exchanged, she Aihuan, who is a fish, looked at Zhang Wenchao and said nervously: "You said that I saved your life." ”

"But you want to kill me too."

Zhang Wen said: "I have clear grievances, but if you save my life, the ultimate goal is to kill me, and in the end I will die, or as long as you save my life, you can dispose of me at will?" What kind of foreign culture did you study? ”

Seeing that Zhang Wen's killing intent had been decided, she was very anxious.

She was able to control Zhang Wen by tricks, and now she was frozen by Huang Fu, and there were two other Taoist priests with unfathomable mana staring, and the chances of escaping were slim.

"You can't kill me!"

She Aihuan immediately said, "My uncle is the zombie king!" If he knows that you have killed me, he will definitely seek revenge on you at that time, and when the radius is a hundred miles, he will also be ruined because of you! ”

Only then did Zhang Wen think of the humility of those ghosts and ghosts who loved her and obeyed her in the mass grave dead man's bazaar.

Although the strength of those things is not strong, but the number is very terrifying, with the humble strength of her love ring, she can command the ghost group, and now it seems that there is a big problem.

"Zombie King? That's even more incredible! ”

If it is killed, the possibility that the zombie king knows will not fight, but if it is not killed, after the female ghost escapes the catastrophe, Zhang Wen does not want to take the risk of contacting his uncle who is the zombie king.

Zhang Wen didn't turn his head, but said, "Four-eyed Daoist, lend me the peach wood sword." ”

"This beauty is very eye-catching, what are you doing?" Simu seemed to be persuading Zhang Wen not to be blinded by the color, but the movements under his hands were not slow, and he threw the peachwood sword behind his back to Zhang Wen: "Don't push too hard, it's very expensive." ”

Zhang Wen raised his hand to catch the peachwood sword and raised the sword above his head.

"You can't kill me!"

The wooden sword fell, and Zhang Wen heard the sound of experience prompts,

Her love ring's head was easily removed by the peachwood sword.

Like a weightless balloon falling off your shoulder.

And the next moment turned into a black mist.

Along with the dissipation of the fog, the headless corpse of her love ring.

Man dies as a ghost,

Ghost Death,

Out of one's wits!

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be confused by beauty." Simu smiled: "The more I look at you, the more pleasing it is, but unfortunately, with your ability, I can't be your master." ”

Zhang Wen said with a smile: "Dao Chief, please rest assured, if there is a problem with cultivation, I will also ask you for advice unceremoniously." ”

"I charge for it, it's not cheap!" Simu took the peachwood sword handed by Zhang Wen and said.

"It must be a price that satisfies you."

Simu nodded: "Hmph, it's pretty much the same." ”

He suddenly remembered what the female ghost said before she died, and asked, "By the way, senior brother, have you ever heard of the zombie king she said?" ”

It's a pity that Uncle Nine shook his head: "I've never heard of it, you have more zombies than I do, haven't you seen it?" ”

Simu shook his head again and again: "My customers are walking corpses, and it will give me a headache for a long time to let them walk on their own, and raise them into zombie kings, am I waiting for my brothers to clean up the portal." ”

"Perhaps, Mao Daoyou knows."

REN Jiazhen,

Zhang Zhai.

Although the night is dark, Zhang's house is brightly lit.

Uncle Jiu's medical skills are good, and he helped Zhang Wen get the medicine and leave the room.

When he walked into the courtyard, he saw Xiaoyun walking in front of him with a pot of bones, and Da Hei stretched out his tongue and followed behind with saliva.

"Uncle Nine, how is Uncle Arwen?" Xiaoyun asked worriedly.

"Sister-in-law Yun" Uncle Nine nodded politely: "Ah Wen's injury is not serious, and it will take a few days to recover completely." ”

Zhang Wen put on a robe and covered it with gauze wrapped around his body: "Sister-in-law, Da Hei is a hero today." ”

"Don't worry, I've already cooked the bones."

Xiaoyun was relieved when he saw Zhang Wen come out in high spirits.

When he came back just now, Zhang Wen's face was pale and he looked very scary.

"I've asked Feibao to go to the restaurant and invite the chef back, and the banquet is almost ready." Xiaoyun said.

"Okay, then let's go over first, Uncle Nine."

"Please!"

The two entered the lobby.

A large round table was set up, and several dishes had already been served.

But after a night of thrilling fighting, several men were already hungry.

Seeing that everyone was coming, Zhang Wen, as the host, said a word of invitation, and everyone moved chopsticks to eat.

Because Mao Jian is a vegetarian and does not eat meat, he is afraid that he will indirectly harm the lives of living beings and destroy his cultivation, so there is a vegetarian banquet in front of him.

The chef of the restaurant is extraordinary, even if it is an all-vegetarian banquet, it is full of color, flavor and flavor.

During the meal, Zhang Wen also asked about the zombie king.

"Zombie King?!"

Who would have thought that Mao Jian seemed to be screaming, and his voice was several times higher.

Mao Jian knew that he was a little out of shape, he cleared his throat and said, "I've only heard of the Zombie King, but I've never seen it, but I heard something about the Zombie King from my ancestor who has lived for hundreds of years. ”

"I want to hear about it!"

Mao Jian also didn't sell Guanzi, saying:

"The zombie king is divided into two categories, one is the king of zombies, with wisdom not inferior to humans, can fly to the sky and the earth, dominate all zombies, and can fight with dragons in legends, known as the zombie king."

In today's land of China, wars are frequent, the gods are not visible and the demons are in chaos, and the supernatural creatures have long disappeared, as for the dragon, it only exists in legends, and no one can see it with their own eyes at the scene.

And as a zombie king who can fight dragons, his mystery and strength can be seen.

Zhang Wen's heart sank, if her uncle who loved Huan was really some kind of zombie king, the life in a radius of hundreds of miles would not be scareless.

Mao Jian didn't know what Zhang Wen was thinking, and continued: "There is another category, also called the zombie king, but compared with the former, it is like the gap between the village chief and the emperor, this kind of zombie king with a group of zombies, worshipping the moon and cultivating, living deep in the mountains and forests. ”

Uncle Nine nodded: "Indeed, zombies love the underworld, and the corpses that die in a foreign land and no one will turn into zombies, and they often appear in groups, since they appear in groups, there will definitely be leaders." ”

The former is a zombie king in strength, while the latter is a zombie king in a small group.

Zhang Wen didn't know about the former, but the latter was like the dog king in the dog pack, the thief selected by a group of thieves gathered together, all limited to one circle.

The size of the circle determines the size of this "king".

This kind of zombie king is better a zombie boss.

Zhang Wen nodded, indicating that he understood.

Mao Jian continued: "Legend has it that there have been several zombie kings in the world, one of which is the oldest zombie king general. ”

"I've also heard of the Zombie King's generals." Uncle Jiu took over and said, "According to legend, it appeared during the Qin Dynasty, but disappeared again. ”

"General?"

Zhang Wen was completely shocked.

Zombie King General, that's definitely not good news!

"General?" Simu Dao stretched out his chopsticks and grabbed a piece of tofu: "I haven't heard of it." ”

"That's just the earliest legend about the zombie king, if the generals really live until now, even if they don't cultivate much, they have to have thousands of years of cultivation, I'm afraid the heavenly soldiers and generals can't stop it." Mao Jian didn't take the legend of the generals seriously.

Zhang Wen said secretly: "It's not just thousands of years of cultivation, if there are really generals, let alone heavenly soldiers and generals, even if it is the king of heaven and Laozi, the Jade Emperor is here, and he has to rest." ”

Mao Jian continued: "I was born in the Kangxi period, that is, in that era, there was also a zombie king, who was a Manchurian before his death, if it is really as you said, that Manchurian female ghost has an uncle who is a zombie king, it may be it. ”

Four eyes put down the chopsticks,

Mao Jian's sudden sale of Guanzi made him not interested in eating: "Mao Daoyou, don't sell Guanzi, say it quickly!" ”

"Zombie King Xuankui!"

……

Mao Jian destroyed the demons, and hurriedly left after a vegan feast, he really couldn't rest assured that his little apprentice Ah Mai, if he wasn't watching, Ah Mai might accidentally kill an ant and trample a cockroach to death.

Zhang Wen had to send his subordinates to drive Mao Jian to Rong County to take the train, and they were in a hurry, and the two sides also made an appointment, if there was a chance to meet again in the future.

Mao Jian, who was sitting in the carriage, probably not the first time he had separated from his friends, but after more than two hundred years, there were a few friends who could really get together again.

And Zhang Wen also fell into his own distress.

Regardless of whether the zombie king uncle she said when Aihuan was dying was Xuan Kui or not, he must be a zombie king.

After a few more days, Zhang Wen's injuries were basically completely recovered, and the near-death battle finally failed to leave a scar and age on Zhang Wen's body.

When the sun rises three poles,

Zhang Wencai got up slowly.

grabbed a robe and put it on, pushed open the door and went downstairs, and when he arrived in the courtyard, he saw Xiaoyun sweeping the floor with a broom.

"Sister-in-law, it's early." Zhang Wen said hello.

There are days when there is no such tranquil life.

There are old people at home, and a diligent woman, because she can't soak in the medicinal bath because of her injury, and Zhang Wen's horizontal kung fu cultivation has also been postponed for a few days, so he is just drinking tea at the police department these days and arranging work.

"Uncle Arwen." Hearing Zhang Wen's voice, Xiaoyun turned his head: "I have already eaten with the old woman, and your breakfast is still hot in the pot, I'll go get it." ”

"yes, okay."

Zhang Wen stood in the courtyard, thinking quietly, and he remembered the battle that night again.

After the ape striking technique is promoted to perfection, it has a special effect, Zhang Wen's martial arts are not only "Ape Strike Technique", he also has a body of horizontal kung fu.

If they all cultivate to the top, maybe there will be more effects, and maybe the next time they face the masters of the foundation building period, they may also have the power to fight!

"Uncle Arwen, it's time to eat."

"Hey, it's coming!"

Zhang Wen came back to his senses and walked back to the house.

After breakfast and lunch, Zhang Wen went straight to the pharmacy.

The owner of the pharmacy died during the last horse bandit haunting incident, but there is never a shortage of people to do business, and now the biggest proprietor behind the pharmacy in Renjia Town is the Police Department, and the people in the entire Renjia Town also know that the Police Department is Zhang Wen's.

"Captain!"

When the shopkeeper of the pharmacy saw Zhang Wen, he hurriedly came over, holding the abacus in his left hand and the account book in his right armpit: "Can you take a look at the accounts of the past few days?" ”

"Hmm."

Zhang Wen looked through the account book, although it was no big deal, but the revenue was not small, everyone had a headache and brain fever, especially a few medicine jars in the town, the daily medicine could not be broken, and the buying of medicine by smashing the pot and selling iron was all input.

The most eye-catching are the tiger bone wine, tiger whip wine and other medicinal wines, which are the most bought.

"Nine out of ten men." In this era when Yihong Courtyard is open at the door of the house, men can't control themselves even more.

Finding a woman is as easy as going downstairs for tea.

And there is also tea in Yihong Courtyard, and a few times Zhang Wen heard the police under his command say that those tricks in Yihong Courtyard are like Pan Jinlian drunk on the grape trellis, and what he said was colorful.

Collecting his mind, Zhang Wen closed the account book and asked:

"Does Curry have any ginseng?"

"Yes!" The shopkeeper nodded: "Since you became a big boss, Captain Zhu, all the ginseng of Boss Zhu in the teahouse has been bought from us." ”

Boss Zhu of the teahouse wants to climb the relationship, and his future son-in-law Fei Bao follows Zhang Wen's ass every day, Boss Zhu wants to spend money to make a stand, and Zhang Wen does not refuse to send money.

"What about the highest vintage?"

"50 years of ginseng!"

"How many?"

"Just one!"

"Just one?" Zhang Wen frowned and thought for a while before saying, "Forget it, take out all the ginseng in the library." ”

Although the shopkeeper didn't know what Zhang Wen meant, he still listened to the order to go to the library to get ginseng.

In a few minutes, Zhang Wen had more than a dozen boxes of ginseng in front of him.

"Identification"

He picked up a ginseng and glanced at it.

"Mountain ginseng, evaluation: It seems to have been trampled by external forces."

Zhang Wen felt a pity in his heart that it was extremely difficult to improve the appraisal technique, in the past, he used to increase his proficiency by casual identification, but now he has identified a bunch of things, and he can't increase by 5 points.

Putting down the mountain ginseng, Zhang Wen asked, "How old is this?" ”

"3 years!" Afraid that Zhang Wen didn't understand the market and didn't know the details inside, the shopkeeper explained: "Most of the ginseng in our shop is 3 years old, because the big handsomes in the north and west like this thing, and the good things are pressed under their hands, so this year's high mountain ginseng can't be bought." ”

Now that the warlords are in trouble, those in military uniforms are also like bandits, and they are looking for death when they buy things from those warlords.

"What about these?"

"5 years."

"3 years, 5 years" Zhang Wen looked at the last box, opened it and took a look, it was really much bigger than 3 years and 5 years of ginseng, like an old radish.

"This is the 50-year-old one?"

"Yes, 50 years old, it's the treasure in our shop."

Zhang Wen nodded, picked up a 3-year-old ginseng casually, and asked, "Can I eat it directly, and do I still need to wash it again?" ”

"Oh, Captain! How can this be eaten directly! The shopkeeper was shocked: "This is a mountain ginseng, it will make up for the dead!" ”

"Smack!"

Zhang Wen had already broken off a ginseng whisker and stuffed it into his mouth.

There is still some juice in the ginseng whiskers, but the taste is really not good, because it is too thin and a little stuffy, and when you swallow it, it is also a little stuck in your throat, like eating a fish bone.

Zhang Wen raised his head, swallowed hard, and finally swallowed the ginseng.

"+30 XP"

The body was slightly hot, but the ensuing increase of 30 points of experience made Zhang Wen's eyes light up, this is just a ginseng, if you swallow it whole, the effect will only be better!

The ginseng in front of him has become an elixir in Zhang Wen's eyes.

As Mao Jian said, the master of alchemy can't find it, but eating these treasures directly is just as effective.

Zhang Guo can become an immortal when he eats He Shou Wu,

is also surnamed Zhang, although Zhang Wen can't eat He Shou Wu for thousands of years, but there is a system, and after eating tens of thousands of ginseng, he may not be able to become an immortal.

Zhang Wen grabbed the ginseng and walked to the backyard of the pharmacy, and ordered: "No one is allowed to come to the backyard!" ”

"Bang!"

The door slammed shut.

It also blocked the curious eyes of others in the pharmacy.

"Shopkeeper, captain, is this?"

The young man watched Zhang Wenhuo rush to the backyard in a hurry, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

The shopkeeper covered the boxes containing the ginseng one by one, and said: "What else can I do, I must have made up for the ginseng, go to the backyard and strip naked to take a shower and reduce the fire, you go and make some herbal tea, and later lower the fire for the captain." ”

Saying that, he sighed: "How can ginseng be put directly into the mouth!" It's a waste of things. ”

backyard

As the shopkeeper said, Zhang Wen placed the ginseng on the edge of the well.

With both hands, he quickly removed his robes, leaving only a pair of pants to stand in the courtyard.

He glanced up at the sky,

It was now about ten o'clock in the afternoon, and the sunlight was slanting on the courtyard, shining on Zhang Wen's body, and draping his body with a layer of golden gauze.

Taking advantage of the heat of eating ginseng whiskers, Zhang Wen practiced the ape strike technique.

His "Ape Strike Technique" has been perfected, but the special effect is only "Moon Harvesting".

Since the ape attack technique is practiced day and month, Zhang Wen also wants to try out the difference between practicing under the sun and practicing under the moonlight.

"Ape Strike Mastery +1"

"Ape Strike Mastery +1"

"+4 XP"

Six minutes, after punching twice, the heat caused by the ginseng had disappeared, and Zhang Wen stopped to look up at the sun.

"Is it true that a person can only choose to practice daily or monthly?"

According to the cultivation experience of the ape strike technique, the best practice is practiced at night during the month, and the best practice is practiced during the day when practicing day, but Zhang Wen found that there was no difference in his cultivation.

Whether it is a daily or monthly practice, the experience and proficiency gained are the same.

Zhang Wen could only conclude that the ape attack technique was not wrong, but he only activated one of the effects, and the special effect of daily practice, maybe he had to wait until his proficiency level was upgraded before he could combine the sun and the moon.

"100,000 proficiency, how easy is it, with 100,000 times of cultivating the Ape Strike Technique, it is better to improve all my other kung fu to perfection."

Since the daily practice "failed", Zhang Wen completely put his mind on borrowing the medicinal power of mountain ginseng to practice.

He went to the well and fetched the ginseng.

Stuff the remaining ginseng into your mouth in one bite.

Teeth chew violently.

The taste of dried ginseng is very poor, there is no juice, it is like stuffed with wood in the mouth, but the medicinal taste is overflowing.

After chewing twice, Zhang Wen raised his head and swallowed the mountain ginseng.

Boom~

Whole into the belly!

"+270 EXP"

As soon as the reminder was experienced, the heat of terror followed.

Zhang Wen didn't dare to stop for a moment, and immediately practiced the ape attack technique.

The heat lasted for a long time, about half an hour before it disappeared.

"A 3-year-old mountain ginseng can always bring more than 300 points of experience, and after practicing, I feel refreshed!"

A road different from killing demons and demons was placed in front of Zhang Wen's eyes.

He walked to the well and washed his face with water.

When he put on his clothes and came out, the young man came over with a bowl of hot tea: "Captain, the shopkeeper asked me to boil it, saying that it was to bring you fire." ”

"What tea?"

"Fire tea."

Zhang Wen looked at the shopkeeper who was guarding the ginseng on the side, because Zhang Wen ordered that no one was allowed to enter the backyard, and the shopkeeper had no way to send the ginseng back to the warehouse, so he could only guard it here, and he was still settling accounts at this time.

"Thank you."

Zhang Wen took the tea, took a sip, and handed the tea bowl back.

He walked to the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper raised his head when he heard the voice.

Seeing that Zhang Wen had water stains on his face, the shopkeeper immediately said in a didactic tone: "Captain, I said a long time ago, this thing can't be eaten casually, and it can't be digested in the stomach, and the medicinal effect is wasted, if you take the ginseng back to make soup, I will definitely not say more." ”

"Hmm." Zhang Wen nodded.

Seeing him nod, the shopkeeper was happy, knowing that Zhang Wen was not trying to save face, and accepted his suggestion "humbly".

Just when I wanted to say a few more words, I heard Zhang Wen say:

"Five-year ginseng is sent to my home, by the way, I will go out to collect ginseng in the future, as long as the price is not excessive, and the year is high, how much will be collected!"

"Huh?!"

Zhang Wen took the box of 50-year-old mountain gods, and left the pharmacy in the surprised shouts of the shopkeeper.

Fighting with ghosts, not to mention the danger, there are not so many ghosts and zombies in this world for Zhang Wen to slaughter.

But ginseng and other things are different, it can improve strength, and it can also nourish the body, because there is a system to absorb the medicinal power, there is no need to worry about the medicine being too strong and hurting the body.

It is also a good choice to upgrade the drug addiction.

This night,

Outside Renjia Town, the moon is hiding behind dark clouds, and it is dark at night, and you can't see far.

Two or three scattered torches lit up the wilderness path.

Immediately, the shadows of people staggered and cast on both sides of the road.

"Hey, hey!"

"Hey! Hey! ”

There was a small group of people who were panting and hurrying, their steps were so heavy that they had to gasp several times with each step, as if they were going to vomit out their lungs.

"Why is this coffin so heavy?"

"Yes, and carrying the coffin in the middle of the night is too infiltrating!"

"Recently, it's been a zombie again, and the dead horse bandits have become ghosts again, and there are dead people ...... one after another, although they have been sealed, but Wu Haichu's people don't look like thieves killed by thieves for money, but more like ghosts gnawing their heads."

"What do you mean by a ghost gnawing head?" There are questions that you don't understand.

"It's just that the ghost opened his mouth wide and knocked your head away!" Another joke.

"I know if the ghost shaves his head, but I don't know if the ghost gnaws his head."

"Why do I still hear a wolf howling?"

"Don't scare me, damn it! Ghosts are not scary, we still have the talisman given by the Ming Dao chief, but if we encounter a wolf, it will be over! ”

"Look at your guts!"

A few people, you say a word, I say a word, the atmosphere is lively, but I am even more scared.

At night, carrying the coffin, a few bold people didn't dare to play like this.

There were five people in this team, one person walked in front with a torch, four people in the back carried the coffin, and a few torches tied to the coffin to follow the road, but it was of little use, so they wanted to have peace of mind.

"Brother Yin, what did the captain say?"

A coffin bearer asked the man walking in front of him, "Where do we carry this coffin at night?" I looked like I was about to leave the mountains. ”

The man known as "Brother Yin" didn't look back, and said: "The captain said, go back to each person for three oceans, and don't ask anything else!" ”

Hearing that there was a reward, several people were overjoyed, and even the wooden picks on their shoulders felt a lot lighter.

It's a pity that they didn't see the inhumane face of "Brother Yin", otherwise it would never be so easy.

I didn't know how far I walked again, and when a few people couldn't hold it anymore, I finally heard "Brother Yin" say: "It's here!" ”

"Arrived?"

Everyone put down the coffin and looked up to see that there was an old Western-style house in front, several stories high, very magnificent.

"When did the captain build a house here?"

"It takes hundreds of thousands of oceans to cover this, right?"

"What do you know, now Shi Million's shops are all captain's, and it is said that the captain also cooperates with the boss of the factory owner to do business, and hundreds of thousands are a fart!"

"Why carry the coffin to the new house, not bad luck?"

"See the coffin and make a fortune, do you understand?"

"Oh, then I'm going to buy a coffin tomorrow and put it at home."

"Buy a coffin? You really dare to buy a coffin, tomorrow your sick father will dare to break your leg with a cane. ”

"Hahaha" a few people laughed, saw the house, and finally delivered to the place, they completely relaxed.

The door of the bungalow slowly opened.

A woman stood in the doorway: "Coming?" ”

"Yes, here it is!"

"Brother Yin" commanded: "Hurry up and carry the coffin in!" ”

"Yes!"

They lifted the coffin again, because the target was in front of them, and the beautiful woman in front of them looked at it, and she also wanted to show off, and they all tried their best.

Entering the bungalow, the woman led them to the basement.

"Just leave it here."

The woman said, pointing to the corner of the basement.

A few people still want to stay and talk more with beautiful women, but unfortunately "Brother Yin" has already appeared at the door of the basement: "Are you done?" The money was sent. ”

Hearing the money, several people immediately put down the woman and walked out.

Here and a woman who can see and can't eat, where is it comparable to three oceans.

After leaving the bungalow, "Brother Yin" handed out money from person to person, and instructed: "This matter has fallen on your head, it is your good luck." ”

"Brother Yin" The man with a mole on his left eyebrow pointed to the bungalow and asked in a low voice, "Doesn't the captain have a sister-in-law?" There is also a big ocean building here, is it a golden house? ”

"Don't want to take the money?" "Brother Yin" just looked at him coldly.

The man sneered, clasping his hands in his pockets: "I want to take it, I want to take it." ”

"Don't talk nonsense if you want to take it! Alright, let's go back. ”

"Ah Yin" waved his hand at a few people, and several people turned their heads blankly and walked back.