Sledgehammer slept.

Jiang Fan sat under the plane tree in the courtyard, closed his eyes, and thought about today's events.

The third master, Jiang Yihe, and his son Jiang Lixiao.

Captain Liu Ming.

Jiang Honghong, the young daughter of the head of the family who smiled at him.

I opened my eyes and looked at the Westinghouse, then at the next door.

"The strength is still not enough."

"It's too difficult to improve at the moment."

"There's only one way."

"System, Raise the Root Bone!"

Jiang Fan finally made up his mind.

According to his speculation, the improvement of the root bone will inevitably lead to a surge in qi and blood, and the strength will increase greatly, even if it is still a forging body realm, it is more powerful than an ordinary forging body powerhouse.

Results......

There are no changes to the achievement points.

The remaining two points are still two points.

"This ......" Jiang Fan was dumbfounded.

If you can elevate the ethereal spirit, you can't elevate the root bones?

He felt the urge to scratch his head.

I took off my pants and was about to charge, but I couldn't find the door.

Isn't that?

"System, boost power."

Suppressing the mania in his heart, his mind turned again.

Still nothing happened.

It's over the calf.

Jiang Fan took a deep breath, stood up and walked around the yard twice before calming down.

After thinking about it, he jumped up and left the house from the wall.

He was going to go to the trading floor to try his luck and see if he could find an intermediate level of mental technique.

If you want to greatly improve your strength in a short period of time, I'm afraid this is the only way.

On the west side of Jiangjiabao, there is a specially opened trading market.

Foreign merchants, those who enter the mountain and those who go out of the mountain, will basically come here to trade, which is also the foundation of the Jiang family.

The market is big and it's very messy.

From a distance, you can hear the noise of boiling, and the pungent smell of fish: horse urine, animal blood, etc.

Most of them trade all kinds of animal skins, animal meat, various fungi, strange herbs, and so on brought out by hunters from Ziyun Mountain. There are also things sent from Bailong Mountain, which are specially traded here.

I went around in a circle and got nothing.

It is dangerous to trade exercises with outsiders.

Because the Jiang family is too strict, once discovered, they will be dealt with seriously.

Jiang Fan knew that this was also the Jiang family's means of controlling the escort force.

You can only sneak around and look for opportunities.

Home.

Passing by the drunken moon building, smelling the fragrance of fat powder, there is still a beautiful voice in my ears, looking at the sister standing on the balcony, a lump specially supported by a railing, and swaying a handkerchief, a stream of heat came out of the lower abdomen.

"If you temper your strength here, won't you get twice the result with half the effort?"

Jiang Fan thought about it, and was about to leave in a hurry.

Martial artists are not good at this point, their blood is strong, and they are young, and they are most likely to have strong blood and restlessness. He knew that some young masters and brothers in the inner castle had secretly come here to have a good time very early.

After a pause, he saw a young man walking in quickly.

"Jiang Licheng."

This is the third son of the head of the family, known as the first day of the younger generation of Jiang Jiabao, apprenticed to Baiyun Sect, I heard that he had cultivated his internal strength and entered the acquired realm a few years ago, and he didn't know whether it was true or not. It's just that for some reason, he suddenly came back half a month ago, and it caused a sensation.

It seems to be suffocated, and it hasn't been dark yet, so I hurriedly came here to satisfy my hunger.

Out of the corner of his eye, he found that there was a person on the street corner not far away, staring sneakily at this side, with his experience, he must be keeping an eye on Jiang Licheng.

He wasn't interested.

Walking quietly.

I found a braised meat shop, bought a braised chicken, cut two pig ears, bought a few cakes and walked to the alley, looked carefully, and found that no one quickly came to the front of my yard, jumped up, and climbed in.

I went into the kitchen, boiled half a pot of boiling water, scooped it into the kettle, and put the meat I bought on the steamer and covered it warm.

After drinking a glass of water, I began to cultivate.

The opening palm and the iron fist are constantly exchanged and tempered.

It stopped at sunset.

Jiang Fan washed his face and went back to the house to look, the sledgehammer was still asleep, so he didn't wake up.

I changed my clothes, pushed the door open, and locked it.

After eating a bowl of noodles on the street, I came to the guardhouse.

"Uncle Ma, it's time." Jiang Fan greeted the middle-aged man who was picking his feet, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Well, over to you, Sledgehammer?" Uncle Ma clapped his hands and asked casually.

"I'll come back later."

"Hey, that kid is lazy, if you kid is half as diligent, I can't say that I can be in unison in two years. It's a pity that he has a good bone frame, but he is a lazy worm. Hey, Xiaofan, are your hands good? ”

"Well, that's it!"

The two chatted.

As for the hands?

In the past, it was said that he was injured by practice, but this is an excuse for pestering.

After a while, Uncle Ma walked away with his hands behind his back.

At a glance, there was a bed, a few tables and chairs, a teapot, a few cups, a gong hanging on the wall, and nothing else.

There is also a small kitchen next door that is specially prepared for the night shift.

Jiang Fan closed the door and climbed the city wall from the ladder next to him.

The wall here is not high, only about ten meters above and below, and only about one meter wide. It is also a miracle that a town can build such a wall.

Sit on the wall and watch the sunset, with large white clouds trimmed with gold.

Night is slowly falling.

The lights gradually came on.

"Xiaofan, the door is closed." A slightly older voice came from below.

"Okay!" Jiang Fan responded.

At nightfall, the gates are closed and opened at dawn.

It's an idle errand to be taken care of by some old people.

These guards will just check it when the time comes.

"I'm going to cook porridge and drink it here, Xiaofan, do you want to bring you some?"

"Uncle Wang, no need!"

After chatting a few words, Uncle Wang went to the small kitchen next door to the guard.

Jiang Fan was still looking.

The night grew darker.

Normally, you can only see some of the main street here, because there are more lanterns, and the rest of the place is hazy and hidden in the dark, even if there is moonlight.

But now, as far as the eye can see, the houses located here can basically be seen about the same.

As long as there is no obstruction, you can take a look.

There are also all kinds of noisy sounds in my ears, and I can hear them far away.

"The benefits of spiritual uplifting."

Jiang Fan smiled.

He stood up and looked out of town.

The official road is flanked by wheat fields.

There were no trees nearby, and at a glance, it looked like a fertile field, but at this time it was shrouded in darkness.

"If there wasn't any mess, it's actually good to live here all the time."

Jiang Fan thought about it and shook his head.

Because the Jiang family is too powerful, they have controlled this place for many years, and a lot of dirty things have been bred.

When I saw it, I dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak.

As for the reporting officer? It's even more useless.

The head of the family can be described as the emperor of the soil.

Walk along the wall path and you can see it on both sides.

Jiang Fan paused, stared at it, and found a carriage.

It's very familiar, because I saw it at noon, and Jiang Honghong was sitting on it. As soon as the carriage turned, it went out of the middle of nowhere, into an alley.

It was the southeast corner of the town, very remote, and there were not many residents.

From time to time, the carriage was blocked from view.

Finally stopped in front of a small courtyard.

Jiang Fan could just see it.

It's just that it's too far away and too dark to see clearly, and I can't even see the carriage yesterday.

A man got out of the carriage and entered the courtyard, where he was blocked from looking, and the carriage continued to walk, and after a lap it returned to the main street, disappearing into the distance.

Jiang Fan frowned, walked forward quickly, found a remote place and jumped down, stepped on the clouds, and quietly disappeared into the darkness.

Soon, he arrived at his destination.

After a comparison, I went around again, and after checking, I found that there was no one in the dark, so I swaggered into the alley.

The ears were bent up.

The footsteps are getting lighter and lighter, like a cat.

Pass by the door and continue walking.

Stopped against the wall of the main house.

But there were strange sounds in my ears: the bed swaying, the cat whispering, and the unique cry of the drunken moon building.

"Isn't she unmarried?"

Jiang Fan's eyes widened, and his qi and blood fluctuated a little.

Could it be that you are mistaken?

Suddenly.

A high-pitched cry was like a petrel through the storm to the top of the firmament.

Jiang Fan almost shuddered.

"Sixth uncle, you are still so powerful."

It was Jiang Honghong's voice, which he had heard before.

You can't go wrong.

"Call Daddy."

"You're not afraid that my father is really here and breaks your brother's dog leg, hehe, even this leg is discounted."

"He dares."

Listening to the conversation inside, Jiang Fan's eyes widened, revealing an incredible look.

He wanted to leave, but the ghost made him stop.

Definitely not curious.

Not really.

It's just that Jiang Honghong gave him too many doubts at noon today.

The ears were pricked again.

I also hope that there is a sticker on the wall.

He cautiously looked left and right.

No matter how you look at it, it's all a little thief.