After paying the rent, Xu Yu simply prepared to go to the market.

As soon as he went out, he saw that the king's steward had not gone far and was collecting rent in the next room.

Next to him lived an old man surnamed Qi, whose hands were trembling and counting the crystal coins one by one.

Xu Yu probably knew something about the old man's condition.

This old man Qi has just moved here, and he is a short-term worker in an open-pit mine outside Tianlei Fang, and this trembling problem is left by knocking on the mine with a pickaxe all year round.

Although the paralyzed Steward Wang kept a cold face and looked more and more impatient, he never said anything to urge, waiting for the old man to finish counting slowly, pinched a seal as usual, and put the crystal coins into the gray bag.

Old man Qi hesitated for a moment, and then took out more than ten crystal coins, with a flattering smile, his hand slightly covered it, and handed it to Steward Wang.

I saw that Steward Wang's face twitched, but he still blocked Old Man Qi's trembling outstretched hand.

The old man's expression became a little frightened, but he heard the steward say coldly: "I don't like this, don't fix these superfluous, do you hear?" ”

Seeing that the old man was stunned in fright, his hand was not stretched out, nor was he shrinking, the tone of the king steward was better, still with a trace of impatience:

"Okay, okay, come here with me, I don't have anything to take care of you, that's all, you little old man should keep it by yourself......"

It's easy to say, some unclear Qi Lao'er was explained, and in a thousand thanks, Steward Wang turned his head and left.

This incident has changed Xu Yu's impression of the Asgard steward who has never had a good voice, but it is not as unbearable as it appears on the surface!

Cold-faced and kind-hearted?

……

The shantytown where Xu Yu is located is the lowest scattered gathering place in Fang City, and it can barely be regarded as within the jurisdiction of Yuhua Immortal Palace.

The monthly rent of two spirit stones is not cheap for low-level casual cultivators who have no skills, but it is still highly striking, and it is better to have a little guarantee of safety.

The demons are treacherous, and one or two families will die, and there will also be a steward from the Feather Immortal Palace.

As for which household dies first, the dead friends will not die in the poor way, and the matter will not come, the residents can only pray that it is not their own......

In this way, the stewards in some areas will also exploit the rented casual repairs......

In such a bad situation, relatively speaking, he is just an annoying Wang Steward who can be regarded as a good person.

After walking for a quarter of an hour to come to Fang City, it took more than an hour to sell out ten bottles of evil pills, and a total of two lower-grade spirit stones were sold.

It's not that he doesn't want to accumulate a lot of hoarding and sell together, but it's easy to be remembered if he sells too much, and the two low-grade spirit stones are not too much, not too much, and the ill-intentioned people will not take the risk to rob him of a young vendor who carries two low-grade spirit stones.

As usual, he bought twenty pairs of evil elixir medicinal materials and five pairs of Yangyan Dan medicinal materials, and consumed a low-grade spirit stone.

A pair of three-crystal coins for dispelling evil pills, Xu Yu's current refining power is around forty percent, and twenty pairs of medicinal materials can basically produce eight pills, and the net profit is more than doubled.

It's still been a month since he couldn't refine the Yang Yan Pill, otherwise he could have made more.

In fact, the profit of the healing ointment is not too low, but it is time-consuming and spiritual, and it is hard money, and in the long run, it is undoubtedly easier to refine higher-level pills.

The remaining piece of the lower grade spirit stone was split by him, and sixty crystal coins were used to buy a Yang Yan Pill in acceptable condition for analysis and reference, and the remaining forty crystal coins were ready to supplement some food.

……

Just when Xu Yu was busy buying food, not far from him, on the second floor of an inconspicuous brick and wood building, there was a different scene.

It was Steward Wang, whom they had met not long ago, and a stranger sat opposite each other on a mahogany table and drank tea.

This is the management office opened by the Yuhua Immortal Palace in Tianleifang City, and it is these two who are on duty today.

I saw that the stranger took a sip of tea and seemed to ask casually:

"Lao Wang, have you made up for the tribute the day before yesterday?"

Steward Wang paused, took a sip of tea, and replied lightly:

"There are no dying people in my precinct."

Steward Wang's answer attracted a meal of disdain from the Taoist people, but on the surface, it was a kind word of persuasion:

"Wang Ou, now is not the time for you to show kindness, don't you understand what the above means? Or do you think that because you were an inner disciple in the past, you can get special treatment?

"If you want me to say, you might as well learn from me, and charge eleven more when collecting rent, and whoever is reluctant to pick this guy is better than the difficulty of making a choice."

Who knew that these words caused Wang to take care of things, that is, Wang Ou's unprovoked disgust, which was several times stronger than when he collected rent, and his already somewhat paralyzed face instantly pulled down:

"Wu Qiang, I don't need you to take care of my affairs."

Ren Wu Qiang has a lot more eyes than Wang Steward, and he only feels that the person in front of him is like a stubborn cow, and it is definitely not something he can pull back with a few words, and it is a little strange, even if the two have different concepts, it is a big deal to not work with each other, how can he provoke such a big reaction?

Thinking about it, but he didn't come up with a reason, Wu Qiang made a calculation in his heart, if he didn't come through this surnamed Wang, if he violated the sudden order of tribute in the past few months, what kind of punishment would it attract from the Immortal Palace?

didn't want to say more to Wang Ou, so he wanted to end this sentence with one sentence:

"You have to understand, the deacon of the outer gate is just the bottom of the sect, you are a person who can be friends, I don't want to see your corpse at that time, so I can do it myself......"

At the end of his words, he turned his head, but saw that Wang Ou's face was dark, and dozens of hundreds of blue and black qi seeped out from his lower abdomen and limbs, pouring into the center of his eyebrows.

This is...... Demonization?

Impossible!

A moment ago, he was talking uprightly, but in an instant he was about to turn into a treacherous?

This is unreasonable, and with a turn of his mind, he remembered the punishment from the Asgard Palace that he had just thought of, and he still wanted to watch a good show, but he broke out in a cold sweat at this time.

Wang Ou has not paid tribute several times......

The evil qi continued to devour Steward Wang's last consciousness, his spine slumped down, and four huge bulges on his back propped up the gray robe.

Taking advantage of the fact that its evil transformation was not yet complete, Wu Qiang was ruthless, and with a heart-warming kick, he kicked this semi-evil treacherous into the air, smashed through the carved wooden window of the brick and wood building, and fell from the second floor.

Ignoring the fact that there was a bustling market down the street, he hurried to the rest of the small building, only as if he was not here, completely unaware of what was happening.

Wang Ou used to be a disciple of the inner sect, but when he heard that something went wrong when he was promoted to the marrow washing section, he was given up by the sect and sent to Tianlei Fang.

With the consummation of his bloodline section, the evil transformation has to be improved by two more levels, which is the strength of the consummation of the self-cultivation realm, how can he beat an ordinary bloodline section?

It's better to let the scattered cultivators below attract some attention for him, and take this opportunity to invite the owner of the Heavenly Thunder Workshop, or a few worship adults, maybe he can get a little bit of credit......

It happened that Xu Yu walked out of the Dan Medicine Hall opened by the Yuhua Immortal Palace, and walked towards the grain store while sighing at the Yangyan Pill Slaughter sold by the Immortal Palace Dan Hall.

Suddenly, a figure fell in front of him along with dozens of pieces of broken wood, and when he looked closely, the blue and black figure looked a little like the steward Wang he had seen in the morning.

It's just that how could four thin black and shiny arms burst out from its back?