By the Wei River, in that inconspicuous hut, the door was opened.

Outside the door, a man in a black official uniform stood with a copy in his hand, and others were talking and he was taking notes.

The eight-foot-tall man with thick eyebrows hoisted a chair in the air, "What is this?" his voice was gruff.

Liang Guheng, who was recording the copy, looked at the big man with disdain, and said without temper: "Chair." ”

"I know it's a chair, I said why only have two legs, how can you sit on this?"

Liang Guheng snatched the chair with one hand, put it on the ground, sat down, looked up and smiled: "Isn't this a good seat?"

The thick-eyed man rolled his eyes, "You're doing Zamabu." ”

Liang Guheng's face was stunned, and he smiled: "I'm not so tired." ”

"It's not that easy. Fang Shaojie put his hands in his pockets and walked along the stone road.

When Liang Guheng heard the voice, he got up instantly, stood in awe, and said with his head bowed: "You are here." ”

Fang Shaojie glanced at the chair that had lost its support and fell to the ground, and said with great interest: "This is the chair he usually sits?"

Liang Guheng handed over the copywriting in his hand, and then turned his head to look at the house, "There is nothing suspicious, no different from ordinary people." ”

The thick-eyed man shouted dissatisfiedly: "Lao Liang, you are not mistaken, right? This doesn't look like the residence of a divine doctor! ”

Liang Guheng kicked up the small stone under his feet, and the stone flew towards the big man suddenly.

There was a thud!!

I saw the thick-eyebrow man swatting the gravel into powder like a fly and a mosquito.

"Can't a miracle doctor live here?"

The thick-eyed man leaned against the door and clasped his hands around his chest and muttered, "I don't think it's right anyway." ”

Fang Shaojie walked into the room and walked around, and finally his eyes fell on the potted plant in front of the windowsill, staring at the brightly colored flowers.

"Do you know what kind of flower it is?"

The two shook their heads.

Fang Shaojie came to the potted plant and said with a heavy expression: "This is the seven-colored lotus, the auxiliary herb of the seven-step broken intestines. ”

Liang Guheng hurriedly took two steps back, panicked, "It's over! I just touched it." He raised his hand, gritted his teeth in concern, and looked into his palm.

Fang Shaojie smiled, "It's okay, although this is the main ingredient of highly toxic medicine, but the flower itself is not poisonous, in addition to refining the seven-colored lotus, it can also refine the Soul Returning Pill." ”

The thick-eyed man was shocked and asked, "The Soul Returning Pill that can save the dead and come back to life?"

"Resurrection is an exaggeration, but it is effective in awakening those who are unconscious sleeping. Fang Shaojie explained.

He stared at the seven-colored lotus, his brows were furrowed, and he said with a worried face: "This kind of flower generally only grows in the east, and it stands to reason that it cannot be raised in Xishu." ”

After that, he also took a deep breath, and his expression became more solemn, "And this flower has not only been fed, but it also looks like it is still growing very lushly." ”

"If you pay attention, there is a faint fragrance in the house, which is emitted by this seven-colored lotus. ”

It is said that smelling this fragrance all year round can cleanse the soul, making it easier for people to perceive heaven and earth and meditate on practice. ”

When Liang Guheng heard this, he poked his head into the seven-colored lotus and inhaled violently.

Fang Shaojie kicked him away with a smile, "You don't use this, unless you smell it for ten or eight years!"

Liang Guheng said: "Otherwise, let me move home first, so that I can study it." ”

"Get out, I'll go first!" said the thick-eyed man who knocked him away.

Fang Shaojie sat aside peacefully, cocked Erlang's legs, and said with a smile: "It's useless for you to grab it, I am going to take this seven-colored lotus back to Elder Yan." ”

As soon as they heard that it was for Yan Lao, the two of them instantly said righteously: "That's right, in fact, we think the same way." ”

Fang Shaojie rubbed his head, squinted his eyes, and the figure of a young man appeared in his mind, and he muttered in a low voice: "What should I do with you?"

......

"Sneeze !!"

Mo Shen borrowed a book from the third floor of the Library Pavilion, he rubbed his nose and muttered, "Could it be that I have a cold?"

The wind is blowing, like a knife, blowing in the face of the world.

After leaving Xiling Courtyard, Mo Shen kept walking along the path that was rarely walked in the direction of the south of the city.

However, he didn't notice that there was a pair of eyes staring at him in the snow.

Mo Shen's heart was a little hot, and when he became a cultivator, in addition to being able to enter Xiling Academy, he could also touch things that he once didn't dare to approach.

For example, those who sell rock sugar gourds, and the casino in the south of the city.

In any bustling place, there will be an extremely dirty and dark corner, and the small casino in the south of the city is such a corner.

The closer he got, the more excited Mo Shen's heart became, he knew that there would be more people on this deserted street at night, and the inns that seemed to have no business in the neighborhood would be full, and the scantily clad women would arouse the hearts of tourists, and immediately start a bargain on the bed.

This phenomenon has been around for a long time, but the government seems to know that there are "benefits" here, so they will often come to "patronize".

But three years ago, the government disappeared completely "satisfied", and no longer reached out to ask for money, and there was also a casino in the south of the city that could allow large landlords to lose everything in the blink of an eye, and ordinary people could sit on a hundred acres of land overnight.

Mo Shen's steps became slower and slower, and there was still a pool of blood in the corner of the street, blood slowly flowing from a smooth stone half a person high, the blood stains were dark red and dry, one arm was thrown to the ground, and two wild dogs roared at each other.

The closer you get to the casino, the colder the wind becomes, forcing you to stop.

Before I could get there, I heard someone in the house shouting, "Gamble, bet!"

"Are you sure you want to play 'Back to the Light'?" said the interrogator had a horrific scar on his face, the scar from his right eye all the way down, and he only had one eye open.

The gambler in the chair gritted his teeth and slammed!

A fist slammed into a sturdy table.

"Bet-!"

Hearing his answer, the gamblers around him also stopped, looking ready to watch a good show.

Mo Shen came to the door and stopped abruptly.

The so-called 'back to the light' is a unique way to play here. If the gambler loses all the money, he can play another game with the dealer, and if he wins, he can get back all the lost gambling money, and if he loses, he will have to leave a hand.

"Open !! dealer three, five or six. ”

The gambler was trembling with the dice cup in his hand, his face was blue and purple, and his forehead was full of panicked sweat, and he slowly opened the dice cup.

"Open !! the player's two-five-five. ”

The gambler saw that he had lost and turned his head and wanted to run, but the two ** big men had already blocked the door, and they sneered, "Hey, hey, want to run?"

"Ahh

However, his struggle was completely futile, because Mo Shen could see that in addition to being stronger than ordinary people, those two big men also knew some cultivation techniques, even if they were just laymen, but they were more than enough to deal with ordinary people.

Under the ridicule of many gamblers, the knife fell in his hand, and a bright red was as brilliant as a flower, splashing blood all over the ground.

Mo Shen frowned, calmed down, and finally walked into the casino.

The casino is not big, with a total of three floors, and these gambling games in front of you are just small fights, and most of the ones that can really swallow people's hearts are on the third floor.

However, when Mo Shen came to the staircase, he didn't go up, but tapped lightly on the wall on the side.

Knock Knock!!

This wall is as thin as a board.