When entering the village, Lu Fan always paid attention to the situation in the village, and the law was always open.

After walking for a while, I didn't see anything with transcendent light, but I found something else.

It's obviously a fairly wide house, but the area is still irregular.

This is the trace of the old house.

The pattern of the whole village has not been opened up because it has become rich, it is still a mess, and each family guards its own one-third of an acre of land.

Occasionally, there were a few houses with their doors open, and Lu Fan looked at them curiously and found that the yard was even stranger.

There are more than a dozen Trojan horses and toys just for children!

And the style is exactly the same.

This is true even for adults.

There will be several of the same function and style.

About three of them opened on the road, and this was the case in all cases.

Seeing such scenes, Lu Fan couldn't help but have a word in his mind: revenge consumption!

It generally occurs in the case of being poor for too long and getting rich, and being depressed for too long and suddenly letting go.

There are a few examples in the Overworld where a lucky winner wins the lottery and spends like crazy.

You have to buy two or three of the same phone.

The most puzzling thing is that Lu Fan did not see silkworms, weaving instruments, etc. in the three households that opened the door.

After a while, Mrs. Zhang's house, which was in the center of the village, arrived.

It looks like he's living alone.

There is a low wall made of green bricks, a few greens in the yard, and a grape trellis on the path leading to the house.

At the end of the path are three tiled houses, and in the corners are two thatched houses.

It's a bit of a leisurely humble house with the meaning of teasing Sun.

"The humble house is shabby, so let Li Gongzi drink tea under this grapevine and tell the story."

Old lady Zhang said with a smile, it seemed that she didn't plan to invite Lu Fan into the house.

He didn't care, and stretched out his hand: "Please." ”

The two sat down on the stone table under the vines, and before they could start talking, Old Lady Zhang raised her hand and pulled a rope that hung down.

Jingle bell bell ~

A crisp and pleasant bell sounded.

"It's coming~"

There was a voice in the house, and Lu Fan looked up and saw that it was a young girl with a fairly good look.

She came with a large box in both hands.

Small stove, tea set, all kinds of tea, dried fruits.

After boiling the tea and resting the dried fruits on the iron net of the charcoal fire, he retired.

"Brewing tea around the hearth, the old lady is so elegant." Lu Fan said with a smile.

"Hey, the vassal is elegant, it's not as good as Li Gongzi's big family, and he is well-informed."

Old lady Zhang waved his hand.

The two casually said a few polite words, and after drinking some tea, he put down his cup and began to talk about business.

Dajing's silk cloth is still very valuable, mainly thanks to the smooth weather over the years, and the people still have money in their hands.

According to the market, a horse of silk cloth is 2,700 yuan, which is a first-class silk cloth.

The second and second grade silk cloth are each 500 yuan lower than the upper level.

But there is a special case.

It is true that the inferior silk cloth market is 1,700 yuan, and often it can only be sold at a price of 1,500 yuan.

The first-class silk cloth market is 2,700 yuan, if you don't pay the deposit in advance to get the goods, there is basically nothing.

Mostly premium.

Only the second-class silk cloth of 2,200 yuan is the most stable, and it is also the main consumption level of all kinds of merchants, well-off, and small rich classes.

Of course, Lu Fan is not here to do business, he is here to inquire about the situation.

Talking to Mrs. Zhang so carefully is nothing more than not wanting to make the other party suspicious.

Lu Fan: "What price does the old lady plan to give to my son?" ”

"There is another algorithm for the decay." Old lady Zhang smiled mysteriously.

"The second-class silk cloth guarantees a large-scale supply, and it is sold at a price that is one percent lower than the market."

"First-class silk cloth is guaranteed to be supplied first, and it will be sold at the original price of the market."

"The supply of inferior silk cloth is unlimited, and it is sold at a price of two percent according to the market."

He looks like a shrewd businessman.

Lu Fan pretended to be pondering, and then knocked on the table with his fingers: "I want to see the goods first." ”

"When the shipment is handed over at the entrance of the village, I will arrange for the young people in the village to wait, open Ren'er for inspection, and then load the car by them."

"What a delay, don't I have to wait for you to load and unload every time?"

Lu Fan pretended to be unhappy.

"Then make an appointment, and then I will arrange for someone to spread the red carpet at the entrance of the village and open the silk cloth in advance."

The old lady didn't let go, and it didn't seem like she wanted too many outsiders to enter the village.

Problematic!

Lu Fan muttered in his heart.

He said that he would first look at the fineness of the silk cloth and then decide how much he wanted, but in fact he wanted to take this opportunity to go deep into the village.

It's best to go and see the cloth later, and walk around the village by the way.

But obviously, Mrs. Zhang has no intention of letting him see the goods now.

Or is it absolute confidence in silk cloth?

He decided to delay for a while: "I can't see the goods, how can I go back to deliver the goods?" Didn't Mrs. Zhang deceive me when I was young and didn't understand the market? ”

"This"

He was stunned for a moment, thinking that this is also the truth.

"It's the old man who is negligent, so please ask the eldest prince to wait, and the old man will come when he goes."

After that, he got up and walked out of the door, and shouted by the way: "Qiuhong, come and talk to the eldest prince." ”

The little girl answered in the house and ran out quickly.

Mrs. Zhang confessed and left.

After Lu Fan saw him go away, he turned his head and said to Qiuhong: "Your village business is good, it seems that this trip is worth it." ”

Qiu Hong didn't speak, nodded slightly, and just cared about fiddling with those dried fruits, and to see which one was thorough, she used tweezers to pick it up and make fruit tea for Lu Fan.

Soon, there were five or six cups in front of him, which contained various flavors of fruit tea.

During this period, Lu Fan also chatted a little or two from time to time, but Qiu Hong still did not answer.

Either nod and don't speak, or say you don't know.

Ignore me?

Lu Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in his heart that it was really a world of faces.

Li Dagongzi's face is really average, it can't be said to be ugly, it can only be said that he has nothing to do with handsome.

can't help but suspect that he was not born by his own mother, but was carried.

After a while, perhaps the atmosphere was silent, Qiu Hong asked instead: "Li Gongzi, I heard that you are from Jiangnan?" ”

"Huh?"

Lu Fan held the teacup in his hand: "Heling has been eavesdropping just now?" ”

Just now, he and Mrs. Zhang chatted a lot, and it was just a few simple sentences to really get down to business.

Because bargaining hasn't started yet, the simple prototype of the project is nothing more than an offer, a discount, and a supply quantity, which can be said in a few sentences.

During the period, Jiangnan, Yangzhou and other scenery topics were the most.

Maybe Mrs. Zhang still had the intention of tempting, but Lu Fan dealt with them one by one.

This old man is only a little knowledgeable, but not much.

Lu Fan has been in Yangzhou for a long time.

Coupled with the investigation of the shadow assassins, the major events in the city are like a few treasures.

Especially when it comes to the battle between the flower boat, the salt gang and the salt patrol royal history, it is even more head-to-head.

It was these words that made Mrs. Zhang completely dispel the doubts in her heart.

Qiu Hong's face blushed slightly: "No, I haven't seen the old lady receive merchants like this before, just say a few words at the entrance of the village." ”

Village? A few words?

Lu Fan was stunned.

What the hell is this, is Gong Changcun such a dick? Just chat a few words at the entrance of the village and don't even drink hot tea?

is more awesome than the Yangzhou Chamber of Commerce, even if you go to the cloth shop under the Yangzhou Chamber of Commerce, even if you just buy a piece of cloth, you will have a shopkeeper to come forward to receive you and have a cup of hot tea.

He realized that this might be a breakthrough, and hurriedly picked up the conversation.

"I am from Yangzhou, and the geographical location belongs to Jiangnan Province."

"Gangnam is indeed a place with extremely beautiful scenery. The sunrise river flowers are red, and the spring river is as green as blue. ”

He casually said a poem, which made the little girl stunned on the spot.

It's not that it's shocking or what's wrong, it's mainly that in this world where spiritual culture is extremely lacking, this kind of poetry brings people [reverie space].

People will subconsciously follow the description in the poem to imagine a beautiful scene.

"That must be beautiful." Qiu Hong thought for a while and said to herself.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Fan pretended not to care and said: "I also want to expand the trade route this time, if your silk cloth supply is enough, in fact, the price doesn't matter." ”

“？”

Qiu Hong looked at Lu Fan and couldn't help but laugh: "Isn't Gongzi Li afraid that I will tell the old lady the sentence [The price doesn't matter]?" ”

It is hard to say whether a wealthy person does business or not, but his suppliers must be very profitable.

When Lu Fan said this, it was undoubtedly clear: People are stupid and have a lot of money, so they will kill me quickly.

"Oh, our silk cloth is sold to the close. Cough. He feigned a gaffe and said no more.

Almost enough, psychological cues and defenses are in place.

When asking with a purpose, Qiuhong is easy to be wary.

But if it is deliberately sold flawed, the vigilance of the other party will be greatly reduced.

It may not be easy to use against the old fox, but it is enough to deal with Qiuhong.

Sure enough, after being silent for a while, Qiu Hong took the initiative to say: "Li Gongzi doesn't have to worry about supply and quality problems at all. ”

"You are also in a hurry, before you, the silk cloth of Gongchang Village was only sold by the main family, and occasionally a few branch clansmen could get the goods."

"In this way, I will have to discuss with the old lady later, and strive to get Yangzhou's sovereign sales share."

Lu Fan pretended to drink water, thinking in his heart.

He remembered something.

When I took Lu Xiang's carriage to Huangzhuang in the capital, I heard several people talking halfway.

One of the topics is related to silk cloth.

is probably an old man who turned over and started a family selling silk cloth, surnamed Zhanglai.

It's just that Lu Fan's attention was on Prince Qing at that time, and it was difficult for a man surnamed Zhang to pay attention to Leng Buding, who was selling cloth.

Now that I think about it, isn't the word bow length Zhang!

It just happened to match Qiuhong's words [Before you, Gongchang Village was only for the main family to sell, and occasionally a few branch clansmen could get the goods].

The dark room of Zhang's ancestral hall.

Zhou Qiang was half-lying on the bed with his bare shoulders, and there was a woman lying beside him who was covered in red fruits and gasping for breath.

The wet hair was a little dreadlocked, and it looked like it had just been sweating profusely.

The woman's fair skin is covered with large bruises, and there is a pair of patterns on her back that resemble the wings of silkworm moths.

Extremely realistic and uneven, one suspects that it is not a thorn, but a wing that grows there.

Knock knock.

The door of the dark room sounded rhythmically, and Zhou Qiang seemed to be a little nervous.

The woman also heard the commotion, groaned and reluctantly got up, wrapped herself in a wide robe, and went barefoot to open the door.

At this time, Mrs. Zhang no longer had the domineering appearance she had before at the entrance of the village, and she fell to her knees.

"My lord, it's true that outsiders are here in the village, but it's not the person you said."

"Who is it? What for? Zhou Qiang asked.

"The businessman from Yangzhou said that he heard that there was silk cloth in the village, so he came to buy it."

"Did you let him into the village?" Zhou Qiang's face was calm, and his voice couldn't hear joy or anger.

"After all, he is the Yangzhou Chamber of Commerce"

Mrs. Zhang said cautiously: "The Yangzhou Chamber of Commerce is strong, and Xiao Lao'er is afraid of delaying your big event, and he also wants to raise more funds." ”

"Money just come as I said before, don't do meaningless things!"

"There's no need to have a bad relationship with the Yangzhou Chamber of Commerce now, just leave him to send him away overnight, by the way, give him water, right?"

"Drink it, I saw it with my own eyes."

After saying that, Mrs. Zhang raised her head and said tentatively: "My lord, you see that there are several sons and daughters in the village who are almost up to time."

"Why is it so often lately?" Zhou Qiang frowned and said dissatisfied.

Old lady Zhang nodded, and ran the train with his mouth full, saying that it might be that the cultivation progress was fast or something.

Seeing this, a trace of mockery flashed in Zhou Qiang's eyes, but he didn't say anything: "Take it." ”

He raised his hand and threw out a small bottle.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Seeing this, he was like a treasure, and he kowtowed again and again and left.

After Mrs. Zhang left, the woman attached it to Zhou Qiang as if flattering: "Brother Zhou"

Before the words fell, he suddenly pulled his hair, and his face was twisted and roared: "Slut! Slut! Slut! ”

Three sluts in a row, he continued to exert force with his hand, and tore off a handful of hair with a blood-stained scalp.

"Uh-uh-uh————!"

The heart-rending pain made the woman almost pass out.

But what worries her even more is still to come.

After the wound, the wings on its back became more and more protruding, as if they were about to burst out of the skin.

At the same time, the missing scalp on the top of her head grew rapidly, and even the hair on her head took root and grew instantly.

The wings seem to have some kind of connection with the injury.

Of course, even just looking at the rate of hair growth can make bald people envy the separation of the plasma wall.

Seeing that the wings became more and more obvious, the woman's eyes flashed with irrepressible fear.

"Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou save me!!"

She cried out in horror.

But Zhou Qiang ignored it and let the wings behind her keep bulging.

It wasn't until the moment he was about to take shape that he put his palm on the top of the woman's head.

His mouth was softly muttered, and a mysterious power in his hand soothed.

The wings seemed to be spiritual, and gradually calmed down.

"Hmph, no matter how many times you say it, you always mess around in private!"

"Sure enough, the people of the Zhang family are all born cheap!"

Zhou Qiang snorted coldly, as if he felt angry, so he simply dragged the woman to the bed, picked up a stick and beat her hard.

The woman was beaten and screamed again and again, and after a while, she foamed at the mouth and passed out.

Zhou Qiang didn't care about it, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief after he had lost his strength, and he seemed to be much more comfortable.

He got up and got out of bed, pinched a few special handprints in the corner of the dark room, and used his mana to open a crack in the floor.

After walking to the end, he began to escape directly, and soon entered a huge karst cave.

A strange woman is bound by chains engraved with obscure runes.

Just looking at the upper body, she is extremely perfect, her figure is full and lush, and her face is extremely holy, that is, there is a tentacle belonging to a silkworm moth on both sides of her forehead, and a pair of huge silkworm moth wings behind her back.

But if you look at the lower body, it immediately makes people feel sick and sick to their stomachs.

A huge [silkworm moth belly] hung on the ground, bulging and not to mention, and pus was constantly flowing from the end.

Looking at the former green plum, a hint of intoxication flashed in Zhou Qiang's eyes, stepping on the viscous liquid all over the ground, and stepped forward.

"Zhang Ying."

He licked his lips and straddled the belly of the silkworm moth, his hands constantly wandering over the part where Zhang Ying was still human.

After a while, she seemed to react slightly in her sleep.

Seeing this, Zhou Qiang immediately chanted a spell and cast a spell, and the movements in his hands intensified.

This time the reaction was strong, Zhang Ying raised her neck and screamed, the silkworm moth's stomach contracted violently, and a large puddle of pus was squeezed out at the end.

Zhou Qiang didn't stop and kept stimulating Zhang Ying.

Soon, more pus spurted out, and there was a sickening, strange smell in the room.

Zhang Ying's silkworm moth's stomach was also completely deflated.

But the two mountains that belong to humans are getting taller and taller, as if they have a physiological reaction to lactation.

Zhou Qiang squinted his eyes and felt thirsty.

Soon, there was a strange sound in the room.

When he left the cave again, he was in high spirits, as if he was full of inexhaustible energy.

"Healed"

"Tsk, it's a good thing for the horse fairy, and it's even better to cooperate with the alien spirit beasts and the divine skills in the sect!"

The silk threads are all produced by the people who have been planted with silkworm eggs, and with a certain exercise and the number of upper body paths of the horse immortals, it can be formed quickly.

Unfortunately, there is a fatal flaw, that is, if you use too much ability, you will [moth change].

From silkworm to silkworm moth.

Originally, these people were ordinary people, they hadn't cultivated a full set of methods, and they were just tools that were born.

When larvae, it can produce silk thread and weave cloth for money.

After becoming an adult, the cocoon is formed, and the silk thread is the material for refining the magic weapon.

In the end, the moth changed, and it directly became a ready-made combat power.

From Mrs. Zhang's words, it is not difficult for Zhou Qiang to guess some clues.

According to the amount of silk produced, the supply is absolutely sufficient, and it will not cause them to change quickly.

Even if you secretly give it to the branch, it won't get in the way.

But Old Lady Zhang has been coming to ask for essence more and more frequently recently, and it has exceeded the range of what the villagers can bear.

In addition, [Li Gongzi] was welcomed into the village, it is conceivable that they must have secretly stored a large amount of cloth to sell.

It is true that there is a problem in Gongchang Village, but Lu Fan didn't expect the problem to be so big!

Now that Old Lady Zhang is back, three young men are behind him, each holding a silk cloth.

First class, second class, second class.

Its craftsmanship and material, Rao is Lu Fan, who does not deal in silk cloth, and people who have to shout good when they see it.

But the question is, what's the matter with such a strong demonic aura above!

I've never seen such a disgusting demonic aura, not even a serious demon clan.

For a moment, Lu Fan couldn't help but start to wonder, could it be that the demon clans he had seen before were all [semi-finished products]?

The one who produces the raw material of this silk cloth is the finished product?

Or is this monster something special?

"This is inferior silk? Old lady Zhang, don't want me! Lu Fan picked up the third-grade silk cloth and was amazed in his mouth.

He looked at the three young men.

There was some arrogance in the eyes of the second-class silk cloth, but there was also some unwillingness.

The other two had disdain in their eyes.

For Lu Fan, the emotions of mortals are like looking at a girl through a window screen, and they can't hide a little.

"Hehe, I just went to the workshop, and it happened that there was a new cloth output."

"Since the eldest prince is here, it's not good to be stingy, how about these three horses and give them to the eldest prince as a sample?"

He asked tentatively.

This little old man is here to do business.

In other words, he subconsciously hoped that Lu Fan would come to do business, so he just completed the basic routine and tried it, and when he saw that there was no problem, he would no longer doubt it.

That's what the money is talking about.

"Give it to me"

Lu Fan pretended to hesitate, stroked the three silk cloths back and forth, and finally reluctantly gave up.

"Such silk cloth is indeed superior, but it is still a lot worse than that of Yangzhou Qiqiao Pavilion."

He was forcibly saving his dignity, and he looked like he was shocked just now, but now he began to belittle again.

The business routine is too rigid.

As soon as the three young men heard him open their eyes and talk nonsense, they were immediately dissatisfied.

Old lady Zhang didn't care about this, and waved his hand: "Send the silk cloth to my side room, and leave the eldest son to stay for one night tonight, and take a good look." ”

He still has to listen to Zhou Qiang's words, and he has to stay with Lu Fan for one night no matter what.

"Staying overnight? I have companions outside."

Rub, you say stay and stay, I can't get off the stage?

Old lady Zhang seemed to be fully prepared, and waved her hand:

"Eh, don't be in a hurry, Qiuhong, go clean up the wing, and then you can stay in the room and see what the eldest prince has to do at night."

Qiu Hong raised her head suddenly, her eyes were a little sad, and she glanced at her side.

The young man holding the first-class silk cloth instantly turned red.

It is not difficult to see that he has some different thoughts about Qiu Hong.

But in the end, everyone compromised under the calm gaze of Old Lady Zhang.

That's fate!

Qiu Hong understood the meaning in his eyes, and bowed his head: "Yes, Qiu Hong knows." ”

In this way, Lu Fan just had a step.

Pretending not to care, he looked at the bulging pouch on Qiu Hong's chest, and finally licked his face and grinned: "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate..." ”

"This silk cloth still has to be seen."

"It's extreme, it's extreme, just look at it and touch it carefully." Old lady Zhang smiled and stroked her beard, as if she saw a large amount of gold and silver rushing towards him.

He not only wants money, but the villagers need it even more.

Today's Gongchang Village is a huge powder keg, which will detonate if the temperature is any higher.

The only way to cool down right now is money!

The poor get rich, and after the frenzy of consumption, it brings extreme emptiness.

A return to poverty in this emptiness would be a great disaster.

"Come on, come on, eldest prince, let's continue to taste tea."

"Hehe, it's good to drink more water, I like to drink more hot water."

"Autumn red, autumn red!"

The young man with the finest silk cloth hurried after her, stopping in front of her.

"You and I will go and talk to the old lady again!"

"No need, Brother Li!" Qiuhong had tears in her eyes, and she looked like she was resigned to her fate.

"I, I, I have the grace of the old lady to survive, and it's time to repay his old man."

"This Li Gongzi is the eldest son of the Li family of the Yangzhou Chamber of Commerce, we can't afford to offend!"

"He's a fart, a boy who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it, that is, he is good at reincarnation!" Brother Li was instantly furious.

But in the next second, the itching on both sides of his forehead made him shiver, and his anger dissipated instantly.

At this time, two other young men also caught up.

They didn't say anything, just a little schadenfreude in their eyes.

After noticing the strange gaze, Brother Li said with an unkind face: "What are you two doing with you?" Why don't you go and put the silk cloth in the room! ”

The tone is rather brutal, full of superiority over inferiority.

The young man of the second class was immediately a little dissatisfied: "Zhang Li, didn't you fucking wake up?" Are you ordering me? ”

Another young man also helped: "You can figure it out, first-class cloth and second-class cloth are drawn by lot!" ”

Zhang Li snorted coldly: "Heh, don't think I don't know what you do in private, why don't I help you recall your memories and then tell the old lady?" ”

The two young men fell silent for a moment.

After a while, they raised their heads in unison, and their eyes were full of a hint of tyranny.

"You can try."

"I see you're a moth too. Come on, do you dare to say that your own ass must be clean? ”

"You! You guys! Zhang Zhang was so angry that he didn't even pay attention to the itching on his head.

The other two were not afraid, and the green tendons on both sides of their foreheads burst out, as if they might jump out at any time.

The three of them just held each other like this, and there was a thick tyrannical atmosphere in the air.

Qiu Hong was a little scared, she looked at the three playmates she had grown up with, and suddenly felt that they were so strange.

Even the most respected old lady in the village was a stranger.

Since when has the village become like this?

Qiu Hong thought about it, probably after Zhang Ying, the eldest lady of the village family, got married, right?

Within a few days, the village began to draw lots to decide who would weave what cloth.

Women and children were ordered not to participate in these activities.

The women of the village are also very strange how their men have learned to weave overnight.

Every few days, I have to go to the back mountain to weave cloth on duty, and the condition is still so good!

Qiu Hong knows a little bit of the inside story, after all, she is the person who follows the old lady.

It is impossible to make cloth only first-class cloth, which is too ostentatious, and it may not be a good thing for Gongchang Village, which has no weak foundation.

To maintain a balance, like other workshop villages, it is necessary to divide A, B, C and D.

But this begs the question: who is good and who is second?

The price of first-class cloth is good, and the money is relatively easy, which can be said to be easy and more profitable.

Mrs. Zhang's intention was to draw lots, and there was a word in advance, everything was for the village.

Cloth can be divided into A and B, but there can be no difference between people and people.

Obviously, this argument was untenable from the start.

The clansmen in his sect were all drawn to the lottery, and the other clansmen were all second-class.

The richest group was already arrogant, and when they got rich, they became even more arrogant in the village.

After a relatively poor time, I am definitely not angry.

There is a way, and if you are poor, you will change.

That's how the cloth of the branch people came from.

Someone secretly made first-class cloth and arranged for the branch people to take out and sell.

In this way, the original first-class cloth seller is also unbalanced, and the lottery that is said to be good will determine the rich and the poor, what are you playing aside?

You will make it, but we will not?

came and went, and a large number of first-class cloth inexplicably flowed out of the village.

Even the share that should have been delivered is somewhat insufficient.

At the same time, it also lays a huge hidden danger for the harmony in the village today.

However, until now, Qiuhong has not figured out what silkworms are raised and how they weave cloth.

Night falls.

Lu Fan declined Mrs. Zhang's invitation to the banquet and said that it was enough to bring the food into the room.

The old man immediately showed an expression that understood in seconds, and his smile was a little meaningful.

"Li Gongzi, please, the meal has already been prepared in the room."

"That yard is idle, and no one will disturb your rest."

"Clams, it's so good, I'm tired all the way." Lu Fan pretended to smile and respond, but in fact, he secretly informed Huang Shisan.

After coming to the wing, before the nervous Qiu Hong could react, he threw an illusion at the head.

The little girl suddenly rolled her eyes and fell into a sweet dream.

Tonight, there must be a hero in her dream who is wearing colorful holy clothes and stepping on seven-colored auspicious clouds.

Looking at the sleeping Qiu Hong, Lu Fan rubbed his hands and stepped forward to rest on her flat lower abdomen.

After a long while, Huang Shisan saw that Lu Fan was motionless, and shouted in confusion: "Master? ”

This voice woke up Lu Fan, he withdrew his palm, and his face was solemn: "No, I can't do it." ”

Neither can the power of healing!

If it weren't for the contact perception, he wouldn't have found that there was a thing similar to an insect egg in Qiu Hong's body.

"What the hell is this?"

He frowned and breathed, and soon, a bag the size of a grain of rice bulged into his arm, which continued to flow with the meridians.

When it reached the fingertip, the skin automatically cracked open a small opening, and a white insect egg appeared.

This is the only takeaway today, if nothing else, it should be that there is a problem with the tea.

Now that his body is positively lit up, his own flesh is extremely pure, otherwise he really can't sense an extra gadget.

It's pure, and it looks harmless.

Change the essence (life body) and the monk who has not undergone transformation will be tricked if he can't do it well.

It's easy to spot a drop of ink in a glass of tap water, but a drop of water in a glass of tap water doesn't change at all.

On this principle, Lu Fanzhen has never been afraid of anyone who is purer than his body.

At this moment, greed and hatred slowly emerged from the ground.

"We inspected the whole village and found no villagers raising silkworms and weaving cloth."

"All corners of the village have been checked, but the ancestral hall can't be entered."

"Can't get in?" Lu Fan was a little surprised.

It's the first time I've heard of a place where Shadow Assassins can't get in.

Greedy: "Yes, we can't find the location of that ancestral hall in the Shadow World. ”

"There's such a thing," Lu Fan groaned.

It's normal for the Shadow World to not find something.

The shadow world is different from the spirit world, this is the shadow side of the world, but it is also an independent world.

The spiritual world is the complete opposite of the material world.

Greed said that he couldn't find the location of the ancestral hall, it should be that the ancestral hall was hidden by some means.

Either it's a means of covering up the heavens.

Either it belongs to a [subspace] or a cave blessed land.

Relying on the existence of this world, it is actually an independent special space.

This is true of the Cave of the Masters, the Underworld, the Heavenly Realm (a series of regions where the Heavenly Court is located), and so on.

The above is all Lu Fan's speculation, he has not yet come into contact with this special place.

"There is a high probability that the ancestral hall has been covered up by someone, and you naturally can't figure it out if you don't have the means to deal with it."

At this time, he reported: "Old lady Zhang called seven young people, including those who met today, and gave each of them a sip of unknown liquid. ”

Lu Fan's eyes lit up: "Tell me more!" ”

"Yes!"

"After Old Lady Zhang separated from you, she hurriedly ordered someone to call the seven young people over."

"First of all, I reprimanded them for not following the rules, making cloth without permission, and letting the surname Zhang sell goods separately for money."

"Then he reassured them that they would rotate once in a while to adjust the quality of the cloth made by everyone."

"In the end, he scolded them for being too ignorant, and that they couldn't come back once they were completely mutated, and then divided the liquid in the small bottle equally among them."

"That's all?"

Disgusted nodded.

Lu Fan, he set his eyes on the idiot again.

The Shadow Assassins have their own missions, and they don't work together.

In fact, they were the first to enter the village.

At that time, the main purpose was not on the villagers, but on finding Zhou Qiang's traces.

Who would have thought that only to come in and find out that this village is so complicated!

Idiot: "I've been secretly following Mrs. Zhang, and in the afternoon he lied that he was going to get a cloth, and went directly to the ancestral hall after separating from you." ”

"When I came out, I found a random person and asked him to call the three young men who were taking the cloth."

"I didn't find the place where they weaved cloth, so it shouldn't be in Gongchang Village."

"I haven't been separated from you since, and the little bottle should have been brought out in the ancestral hall."

Come on, all the doubts fall on the ancestral hall.

Lu Fan thought about it, and was just about to say that he would investigate and report again, when suddenly there was a movement outside the door.

Then a burst of fire rose into the sky.

"It's out of the water—"

"Quick, go and get all the water dragons here!"

"Someone set fire, someone set fire!"

Lu Fan's heart moved, and he said to Huang Shisan: "Tear her clothes, quickly!" ”

"yes?"

Huang Shisan was a little confused, he looked at his little paws, and then at Qiu Hong who was sleeping, his expression innocent and helpless.

Accompanying the monarch and the lord is like accompanying the tiger, in case you want to accept this girl afterwards, won't I want to die?

Fortunately, the Shadow Assassin understood Lu Fan's thoughts, and he tore her clothes in three or two clicks.

After doing all this, the assassins hid in the shadows, and Huang Thirteen staggered to the beams of the house.

Seeing this, Lu Fan walked over and opened the door.

"What's going on! Where to go out of the water! ”

After roaring twice, the young man who was holding armor and cloth during the day rushed in.

It stands to reason that he should have confessed first, and then asked if the guest was injured or anything.

But he was good, regardless of bumping into Lu Fan, and went straight to Qiuhong on the bed.

When he saw the clothes and fragrant shoulders exposed in the autumn red, his eyes instantly turned red.

"Dog thief!! I'll kill you!! ”

With a roar, the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time exploded on the spot.

The young man was bare-eyed, rushed forward with an arrow step, and raised his fist to hit Lu Fan in the face.

"Go!"

How could Huang Thirteen on the beam of the house allow him to be presumptuous, blowing out in one breath, and the young man's eyes instantly became confused.

Immediately afterward, his forehead was bruised, his face was hideous, and he kept punching and kicking the air.

Looking at the angry youth, Lu Fan couldn't help frowning.

"Isn't the blood vessels on this forehead a little too thick?"

Just when he was puzzled, the little black dog robe suddenly jumped out of his arms: "666! ”

Unlike the previous cries, this time there were some strange fluctuations.

When the young man heard this, he immediately froze in place, his head drooping.

"What's the situation?"

Lu Fan looked up at Huang Shisan, he was also confused.

When the master and servant looked at each other, the young man's body suddenly changed.

First of all, the forehead, the two blood vessels burst out directly, standing on both sides of the forehead.

Immediately after that, the back arched high, only to hear the sound of 'snorting', and a pair of moth wings tore the slope and came out.

When he looked up again, his eyes had turned a faint green.

It is not difficult to see from this tyrannical look that this guy will burst out and kill people at any time.

This should be the moth mutation that I said! Lu Fan affirmed in his heart.

"Sure enough, it's a big man from Yangzhou, and his means are good, and he actually made me fall into illusion!"

The young man's voice was hoarse and he said slowly.

"What do you think, people of my level are different from you mud legs."

Lu Fan deliberately stimulated him, and said: "Everywhere I go, there are people rushing to deliver the girls, but you can only eat leftovers." ”

"Really Runna"

"Dead ——!"

As soon as Zhenrun's mantra came out, the young man became even more furious.

He roared, and the moth wings flapped and instantly rushed in front of Lu Fan.

The right fist swung heavily with the power of a thousand jun, and there was a burst of grinning sounds.

Bang!!!

With just one punch, Lu Fan's temple was directly dented.

Then he grabbed his hair with his backhand and pulled it down, while his knees jerked up.

Ka!

This blow was even harder, directly shattering the bones in the forehead.

Then he went even further.

Stuffed his hands into Lu Fan's mouth and tore his entire face apart.

Then he tore off his ears and stabbed him in the abdomen with his palm, tearing him frantically.

The sound of snorting and snorting continued until [Li Dashao] was torn to pieces.

Lu Fan: "."

Huang 13: "."

"What the hell did you show this guy?" Lu Fan looked up and asked.

Huang 13 got down from the beam, landed on his feet on the ground, crossed his waist with one paw, and supported his chin with one paw thoughtfully.

"Master, it's not that I showed him anything, but gave him the right to [see what he wants]."

"I'm a very powerful illusion, ordinary illusion is just a fabrication of the scene [I want him to see], but I may not be able to fabricate the truth."

Lu Fan nodded again and again.

Unexplained Spell Effect.

A monk who has not torn an enemy with his hands unleashes an illusion, and he can even make people see the scene of himself tearing enemies with his hands.

It can also be seen by onlookers!

You must know that none of the people present except for the Shadow Assassin have ever [tore the enemy].

In the end, it can only be classified as one sentence - what physics can't do, it is mysterious!

If one day a high-level civilization goes to the Overworld.

So, it doesn't matter what [technology] they use, even if they come on a flying saucer, but for people in the Overworld, as long as they can't be deciphered, they belong to the [mysterious side].

If you can't understand it, you can't reproduce it is a mystery, and it doesn't matter what you want to call it when you understand and decipher it.

Besides, science and technology are the words of human language expression, what if people are highly civilized, and call [cultivation] science and technology, and [machinery] called cultivation?

While the young man was still in madness, Lu Fan stepped forward to perform a healing technique on Qiu Hong.

He had been trying to use the Five Qi, Lei Qi, Mana, and Pure Yang Qi to wander in Qiu Hong's body, but he couldn't remove the eggs that had taken root.

After activating the ability, Lu Fan's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

"It's useless!"

The healing power rarely fails.

At this time, Greedy stepped forward and reminded, "Maybe you can restore his moth transformation state." ”

"Him?"

Lu Fan turned his head and his gaze fell on the young man.

He was still in a state of extreme rage, frantically pumping out into the air.

It is not difficult to see from the actions that this is a great hatred of Lu Fan.

At this moment, I have already begun to make the action of [eating].

Keep your hands and fill your mouth with air at once, and chew vigorously.