Volume 1: The Demon Monk of the East Sea Chapter 20 Forbidden Bookstore (I)

Regarding the confrontation between the academy, Tonghai Datian Group and the Shenxiao faction, Cheng Blind didn't know anything about it, and he didn't bother to understand it.

As usual, he went to work in his own farm and slaughterhouse during the day, although he was the only one in the huge slaughterhouse, but it was enough. After all, society has developed to this point, and many things can replace manual labor with machinery. By himself, he was able to complete the entire process, from raising, to killing, and finally waiting for someone to come to the door to collect the meat.

For nearly 100 years, Cheng Blind has been like this.

Other processes, such as feeding pigs and cleaning the pigsty, can be done by machinery, but in fact he has placed a lot of machinery in his somewhat rudimentary-looking farms and slaughterhouses, some cleaning, some automatic feeding, and some regulating temperatures.

But only by slaughtering this process, Cheng Blind has been doing it himself for a hundred years, he sharpens the knife every day, and then selects a pig that can be freed, seeing the knife piercing into the blood vessels, feeling the sharpness of cutting through the flesh, Cheng Blind can calm down and settle down.

In fact, he has saved a lot of money over the years, and even dug a basement and threw the money he earned in the basement like waste paper. But money doesn't give him peace of mind, only the knife in his hand can give him peace of mind.

To be precise, a knife that is still sharp.

He had killed too many people in order to take revenge, some of whom deserved to die, but there were also innocent people who were implicated by him, and he waited for these people to take revenge, and it could even be said that he longed for these people to take revenge, just as he longed for battle. Even, this desire was not much lower than his desire to see Li Nanshan.

He was originally a good material for reading, if it weren't for the war, maybe he would have become a well-mannered scholar, married a wife and had children, lived to seventy or eighty, full of children and grandchildren, and left with a smile.

But the times chose him to become an embryo killer, so he had to do a good job of killing an embryo.

Killing pigs is just to maintain the feeling of killing.

He loved the feeling of blood spilling, the feeling that made him happy, even obsessed.

Today, he put away the pork needed by the consignee, washed the knife, and returned to his cabin. As for money, now these people who ask him for goods will directly hit his card, and he saves the trouble of dealing with these people.

Cheng Blind, who returned to the wooden house, picked up another boning knife. The knives here are not the same as the knives in the slaughterhouse, which are dedicated to killing pigs; And the knives here are for people.

He took the knife, looked at the late sky, and prepared to go out. He was going to guard the bookstore, to see Brother Li's apprentice, and to protect the safety of his apprentice and the female teacher.

But just then, a phone call came in.

Cheng Blind is a person who doesn't like to answer the phone, but now when he sees this number, he has a child-like smile on his face.

"Brother Li."

"I know everything last night, including the changes in the group today, Second Master Qin is now urging me to go to sea in a hurry." Li Nanshan first talked about his own situation, and then continued: "Let's just guard our things, and if someone comes, just kill them and throw them at Tonghai Datian Building." However, I guess the Shenxiao Sect will send people here, I remember that I wrote about their exercises for you before, right? ”

Hearing Li Nanshan's question, Cheng Blind showed a happy smile on his face. Because he knew that it was Li Nanshan who cared about him.

"I've written, I've practiced. However, their thunder method kills people too abrasively, using talismans, and not having a knife to be happy. ”

When Li Nanshan heard this, he was silent for a while, and then suddenly changed the topic.

"By the way, I read the weapon introduction sent to me by Tonghai Datian Group today, and now these technological weapons are quite interesting. Sometimes, if you can achieve your goal easily, don't tire yourself. ”

"Got it." After Cheng Blind finished speaking, Li Nanshan hung up the phone.

And Cheng Blind thought about it, then turned around and returned to the wooden house, opened a box, took out a thing and candle from the box, and put it in his arms.

He still stood guard at the door of the bookstore, and after midnight, he went to the bookstore and continued to look at the books left by Li Nanshan with the faint light of the candle.

It was a quiet night.

But Lei Laohu's heart couldn't be quiet, and Xuan Anke's heart couldn't be quiet either.

Last night, Skinny Monkey's last call told him that there was nothing strange about this little bookstore called Lethe, and that he had come to see it when he left Tonghai Datian Building in the afternoon.

But he knew that the thin monkey and the fat pig would not lie, so he planned to explore at night.

But when he thought of the fate of the thin monkey and the fat pig, this elder who was used to commanding in the Shenxiao Sect actually felt a sense of fear in his heart. He's been wandering around the alley, but he just doesn't have the courage to break in.

This night, there have been countless resolute and countless hesitations in his heart. In the end, reason prevailed and decided to wait for the people from the Shenxiao Sect to come.

As for Xuan Anke, it was purely because the network in this city was not as fast as the network in the academy, which made her lose another night's game, and that's it.

The world is big, and the game loses the most.

The people from the Shenxiao Sect came very quickly, and they arrived the next afternoon.

This time, there are five of them, all of whom are in the Yuan Infant Realm, and they don't care about the truth about the death of the thin monkey and the fat pig. People are dead, so it's better to contribute. As long as they can find that the two of them are related to the Tonghai Datian Group, then their Shenxiao Sect will be able to get more benefits in the Eastern Camp, force Xuanqing Academy to make concessions, and even directly gain a firm foothold and complete the tasks given to them by Shenxiao Academy.

Therefore, Lei Laohu is responsible for negotiating with Xuan Anke; The two Yuan Yingjing were responsible for going to the hospital, using technology and cultivation to restore the trajectory of the thin monkey and the fat pig, which can be regarded as investigating the cause of death; The other two Yuan Yingjing went to the alley to visit the Lechuan bookstore before the death of the thin monkey; And the remaining Yuanying Monk is in charge of Qin Yige, no matter what method is used, he has to dig something out of Qin Yige's mouth.

As a matter of common sense, there is nothing wrong with this personnel allocation. Moreover, the five Yuan Infant Realm came to do this, which can be described as a big deal.

The city fell into a deep sleep.

The rats in the alley were noisy, a gust of wind blew, and two figures appeared in the dim light.

One held a peachwood sword in his hand, and the other held a talisman in his hand, and these two things looked incompatible with the black and white suits on their bodies. But these two things can give them a sense of security.

They didn't dare to be careless, after all, the other party was able to cut off the hands of fat pigs in an instant, at least they were all in the Yuan Infant Realm.

Hundreds of meters from the mouth of the alley to the entrance of the bookstore, the two walked in fear, like thieves. It wasn't until I came to the door of the bookstore and saw the words "Lethe Bookstore" shining in the moonlight that I breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a cold light shone on the door, and the two slowly turned around, and saw a person suspended in the air, although he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could see a boning knife in his hand swallowing cold light in the moonlight.