Bedroom.

Chen Ping opened the package he had taken from the thin monk in the west of the city and poured it out.

I was stunned.

How many homes did it have to loot to get so many things?

Ten short swords.

Three of them are first-order lower-grade magic weapons.

Eight long swords.

Four of them are first-order low-grade magic weapons, and one is actually a first-order middle-grade magic weapon. This is not cheap, a first-order mid-grade magic sword needs at least 12 mid-grade spirit stones. The total number of spirit stones at his disposal now is not that large.

Absolutely good.

Chen Ping couldn't put it down for a while, the sword body was cast by dark iron, the blade was cold and cold, the streamer flickered, and the hilt was carved with the pattern of clouds, which meant that it was a good product produced by a firm under the jurisdiction of Qingyun Sect.

I'll use it from now on." Unexpectedly, the saber has changed from an ordinary sword to a first-order mid-grade magic weapon, and its combat power can soar. ’

Chen Ping untied the ordinary long sword that had been with him for many years at his waist, it was time to retire, old man.

A bunch of talismans.

217 Cleansing Charms, 17 Evil Suppression Charms, 14 Sword Avoidance Charms, 15 Najin Charms, and 23 Fire Charms.

Najin Fu?

This kind of talisman Chen Ping is still in contact for the first time, and he doesn't know much about it, so he will put it away for the time being, and see if he uses it in the future, and if he doesn't need it, he can sell it.

Six robes.

Five of them were actually Dharma robes, and there was more than one magic circle engraved on some robes.

Quite a few are better than Chen Ping's.

Chen Ping thought about it, but in the end he still didn't change out of his robe. Most of these robes were plucked from the dead and were somewhat unwieldy.

11 books.

Most of them are sword books and exercises, and he doesn't need them.

However, there is a "Biography of the History of the Immortal of Youlan Girl" that made Chen Ping's face sink, what kind of person is this, how can I be immersed in such filthy readings? It's not quite like words. Woman? Women will only affect the speed at which we can draw our swords.

He was speechless and decided to criticize the book, so he silently put it in his arms and pocket.

Pills.

3 Qi Replenishing Pills, 2 Helping Divine Pills, and 3 Ascending Yang Pills.

The Qi Replenishing Pill is used to replenish Qi, and there were three of them before, and now there are six of them. The Divine Pill is used to stay up late to refresh the mind, and it is said that one will not have the slightest sleepiness if you don't sleep for two days and nights. As for the Ascending Sun Dan,... Well, he doesn't need this thing, he can sell it for spirit stones in the future.

A pile of spirit stones.

Among them, there are 6 medium-grade spirit stones and 629 low-grade spirit stones.

A number of gold and silver.

Chen Ping took a deep breath and was overjoyed... Getting rich, absolutely rich.

A wave of fat.

With this wealth, no matter where you go, you don't have to worry about your livelihood for the time being.

Suddenly.

I remembered the sound of knocking on the door.

......

When He Xianxiang came back, he first thought of coming to Chen Ping's house to have a look... I haven't seen this kid in two days.

When he arrived in the courtyard and saw the Taoist robe hanging up, he knew that Chen Ping was not dead, and he was relieved, Chen Ping had a good relationship with him, and he was a rare friend of the past years in Lianyun City.

When I got closer, I couldn't help but smile when I saw the announcement.

"This kid still claims to be a scholar? Even the proclamation copied the old man's mine, phew. ”

Read it:

[The owner is not dead.]

If a Taoist friend dares to break into the house and ransack it, the old man swears to kill his entire family. ]

Isn't that exactly the same?

He Xianxiang became more and more proud.

Suddenly, his face froze.

I saw the final payment:

[Messager: He Xianxiang.] ]

He Xianxiang: ......

... Stinky boy, he didn't even change his name.

... Take the old man to the top pot.

"He senior? There you are? Hey, what's wrong with your face? Chen Ping heard the sound in the courtyard, an alternative 'knock', and when he opened the window, he saw He Xianxiang standing in front of the robe with a dark face.

He Xianxiang: ......

"Senior He, don't stand, come in and sit, you're welcome." Chen Ping smiled and lifted the window.

He Xianxiang: ......

Looking at the collapsed wooden door, and then at the narrow window, the corners of He Xianxiang's mouth twitched:

"Ahem, ahem, you're pretty open-minded. I won't sit down, old man, just see that you kid is okay. By the way, I picked up more than a dozen weapons, if you need to, go to my side to pick them yourself, and some of them are magic weapons, which are pretty good. ”

Catching a glimpse of Chen Ping's eyes, He Xianxiang said again:

"What do you want? Old man, I still have a bottom line, I don't kill people at will, I pick them up from corpses on the road, and if I don't pick them up, others will pick them up. You kid didn't pick it up? ”

Chen Ping didn't think about these value issues, but just figured out why He Xianxiang asked him to go to the Sunset Forest that day, but he chose to stay.

Maybe you can clean the scene as soon as possible.

There's no right or wrong, different people have different choices.

Chen Ping refused, there were only a dozen handfuls, and there were not necessarily as many as mine, and said, "I also picked up some." Keep the ones you picked up yourself, and maybe you can exchange them for some silver taels later. ”

Speaking of this, Chen Ping's face suddenly sank:

"What's wrong with your hand...?"

Only then did he realize that the wide sleeve of He Xianxiang's right hand was empty and fluttering in the wind.

It seems to be gone.

"I was attacked by someone when I was picking up resources, and it didn't get in the way, just one arm was missing. I picked out the monk's intestines and hung them in front of his house, and no one dared to collect his body until now. He Xianxiang spoke with a ruthless spirit.

But Chen Ping saw decadence on He Xianxiang's face, and exhaustion was engraved in his eyebrows and wrinkles, this exhaustion was not physical fatigue, but the fading of a person's spirit.

The old man seemed to have aged by more than a decade overnight.

There is no longer the spirit of the previous one.

The reality is that many things look free, but in fact they are secretly priced.

To make money, you have to take risks.

The person who attacked He Xianxiang was improvised? Or did he not deal with He Xianxiang and had been planning for a long time? He Xianxiang didn't say it, and Chen Ping didn't know either.

But what he knows is that in the troubled times, people's hearts are put under a magnifying glass, and the obscure human side will be infinitely magnified.

Anything can happen.

That's why he's leaving.

He doesn't gamble on people's hearts.

"You wait..."Chen Ping rummaged through his pockets, found the porcelain bottle containing the 'Raw Limb Pill', threw it to He Xianxiang, and said:

"I don't need the ones I picked up on the road. You can just use it. ”

If there was no migration of demon beasts, Chen Ping really wouldn't dare to take out this Limb Pill easily.

But with this chaos, it makes sense to pick up anything, and no one cares about the source.

He Xianxiang took the porcelain vase, glanced at it, and was not polite: "Then I'm not welcome, it's really needed, none of the merchants in the city have opened, damn, these shops are really not a thing." ”

He didn't say a word of "thanks."

But the heart is quite warm, in the troubled times, the healing pill cannot be measured by spirit stones, and there is no market.

The old man is purely complaining.

In such a situation, who would dare to open the door?

Isn't that asking for trouble?

The two chatted for a few words, and after He Xianxiang went back, Chen Ping continued to practice behind closed doors.

Evergreen +1.

Evergreen +1.