A few days later.

On this day, when the sky was still dark, several monks came to the door to buy the pill.

When standing in front of the window to trade.

Chen An learned from them that the old monk who lived next door had died.

He died while hunting blood demons.

I heard that the flesh had been squeezed dry, and only a shriveled corpse with skin and bones remained.

The death was extremely tragic.

Moreover, there were as many as a dozen people in the hunting team he was in, and there was also a female cultivator at the first level of qi refining, but only an old monk of the third level of qi refining like him died, which was really a bit unlucky.

Unlucky?

Chen An doesn't think so.

He still felt that the monk who pulled this old monk to form a team a few days ago had bad intentions.

Probably to take the old monk to sacrifice.

For example, walking in the front to open the way or something, a pure cannon fodder tool man.

Otherwise, it would not be explained at all why there would be a hunting party that could take a fancy to such an old monk.

In the blink of an eye, another month has passed.

It's time to pay the rent again.

Steward Zhang, who is in charge of rent collection, brought bad news this time.

Starting from next month, the rent will rise to 3 lower grade spirit stones per month.

As soon as these words came out, the low-level monks in the entire cheap area exploded and scolded one after another.

Many people could not afford the high rent and were forced to move out of the bamboo leaf forest and find another way outside.

Some of those who can barely hold on are also under double pressure, and they are all thinking that they will have to increase the frequency of going out to hunt blood demons in the future, and take their lives to make money.

Otherwise, sooner or later, they will be ruthlessly driven out to fend for themselves because they can't pay the rent.

Now outside the red leaf forest, there are demons everywhere, and there are many ghosts like dogs.

Once he is driven out, unless he is a powerful cultivator who has cultivated to the late stage of Gundam Qi refining, he will definitely die for a lifetime.

"Chen Daoyou, the rent is paid so happily, it seems that I have made a lot of money recently."

In front of the wooden house, Steward Zhang accepted the 3 low-grade spirit stones handed over by Chen An, and joked with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, many monks who lived nearby cast their eyes on Chen An.

His eyes were filled with various negative emotions such as envy, jealousy, hatred, etc., and he was very jealous that he had made a lot of money.

Chen Angan keenly felt these ill-intentioned gazes, and couldn't help but tighten his heart, and denied:

"Steward Zhang, you think too much, I'm also living very poorly now, and after paying the rent, there is basically nothing left, and I'm worried about whether I can earn 3 lower grade spirit stones to pay the rent next month."

Steward Zhang listened and smiled and did not speak.

The gazes cast by the low-level monks nearby were still full of all kinds of ill intentions.

Obviously, none of them believed Chen An's denial.

Regarding the current situation where he is hated by many people, Chen An feels a little numb.

He knew that he had been targeted by many desperate low-level monks in the vicinity.

If you leave your home, you will be robbed and killed.

In desperation, he simply stopped pretending, and shouted to Steward Zhang, who was about to leave:

"Steward Zhang, and slow!"

"What's wrong?"

"I have something to talk to you, can you come in and talk to you in detail?"

"Yes."

Steward Zhang replied.

Soon, the two walked into the house.

As soon as he entered the inside, Chen An immediately got straight to the point:

"Steward Zhang, it's like this, I want to buy a self-defense exercise, I wonder if you have any self-defense exercises that you can sell?"

"Don't say it, it's a coincidence or not, I just happen to have one here."

As if expecting that Chen An would come to him to buy exercises, Steward Zhang took out a thin book of exercises from his arms and shook it in front of Chen An.

The other party obviously came prepared, and I was probably tricked......

Chen An realized this.

At this time, if he hadn't reacted to the fact that he had just been deliberately hated by Manager Zhang in front of everyone, then he would be a fool.

"Chen Daoyou, if you really want it, I can sell you cheaply with this exercise, and it is not expensive, just 100 lower-grade spirit stones."

Steward Zhang said with a smile on his face.

Expensive, but not unacceptable.

Chen An glanced at the exercise cheats book in the other party's hand, and suddenly felt strange in his heart.

Because the name of the exercise is "Golden Finger".

Seeing Chen An's strange face, Manager Zhang introduced him to the exercise cheats in his hand and said:

"This "Golden Finger" is a spell, the upper limit is not high, but it is easy to master, and it is very suitable for the cultivation of monks in the early stage of qi refining."

"Although it's just a basic spell, as long as you master it, it's more than enough for you to protect yourself in this cheap area."

If you are pitted, you will be pitted!

Bought!

After gritting his teeth and making a decision.

Chen An took out almost all his savings, and handed over the money with Manager Zhang and delivered the goods with the other.

"Chen Daoyou is not sincere, he just said that he was worried about next month's rent, and in the blink of an eye, he easily took out 100 lower-grade spirit stones, which is too unkind."

Steward Zhang joked with a smile.

Chen An didn't talk to him much, but just replied that there was something at home later, so he sent him off politely.

After Steward Zhang left, Chen An didn't rush to look at the spell "Goldfinger" he had just bought.

Instead, he hurriedly walked into the alchemy room and took out all the poisons he usually refined.

Then he found a pile of wood, sharpened it and inserted it under the courtyard wall, and then mixed the poison he had just taken out with water, and applied it to the tips to make a simple anti-intrusion trap.

For the sake of conservatism, some small traps have been arranged one after another to further increase the difficulty of invasion.

Later, the perimeter of the yard is scattered with all kinds of dead branches and leaves, so that when someone wants to approach the house, there will be a crisp sound of hard objects shattering, which will be used as an alarm in case of invading.

It's not a trivial matter.

As soon as he remembered the malicious eyes he had just felt outside the house, Chen An felt very insecure, so he had to take precautions, otherwise he would not be able to sleep well at night.

During this period, Xiaojiao's wife came out once, but she was called back by Chen An as soon as possible, asking her to stay in the house and try not to come out if she was fine.

The little wife was very obedient, did not ask anything curiously, and immediately returned to the house obediently.

By the time all the traps had been laid out, it was already completely dark.

Chen An looked at the courtyard that had been fully armed by him, his heart was full of security, and he was finally able to relax a little bit of the nerves that had been tense.

After that, he couldn't wait to find a place to sit down and look through the spells he had just bought.

The first few pages of the book are full of introductions.

It is said that "Goldfinger", as the name suggests, is a spell that uses fingers to urge.

Once inside, when you activate a spell, your fingers glow with gold, becoming as hard as steel and powerful enough to pierce stones.

After being proficient, you can shoot out the golden light on your fingers, and you can pierce through Yang in the same way as a bow and arrow.

After that, it is able to shoot farther and more accurately.

"This spell seems good."

After reading the introduction of the first few pages, Chen An felt satisfied, and then continued to read down.

The next few pages are all about how to practice the golden finger.

The way to practice is as simple as poking things everywhere with your fingers.

The difficulty lies in how to find the feeling in the process of practicing, which can gather all the spiritual power in the body to the fingers, so as to burst out with terrifying power.

In the days to come.

Except for having fun with his little wife in the room, or refining pills in the alchemy room, Chen An spent the rest of his time poking things everywhere with his fingers.

Poke rice, poke mud, poke trees, poke stones...... See what pokes what.

It's poking around all day long.

poke until the rice is broken, the mud is collapsing, the trees are worn out, and the stones are broken—

He's finally mastered the magic of the golden finger!

【Goldfinger: Getting Started (1/100)】

"It's finally done!"

Chen Anxin couldn't hold back his excitement, and immediately urged the golden finger spell.

In the next second, the index finger and middle finger of the right hand together immediately glowed with a faint golden light.

Although the light was faint, it was exceptionally bright in the middle of the night.

"It's really a golden finger."

Chen An looked at his glowing fingers, a little crying and laughing.

Then he immediately couldn't wait to test the strength of his golden finger, and poked at the ground under his feet.

"Poof...... Burst...... Burst! ”

An incomparably solid piece of yellow mud, under the continuous destruction of Chen An's fingers, there were many deep and thick holes in an instant.

Good guys, this golden finger is too strong!

Chen An became excited again, and he could clearly feel that he had changed from a scumbag to a Super Saiyan who could explode stars at will.

Although it would be an exaggeration to describe it like this, his combat effectiveness at the moment has indeed improved tremendously.

"Sand ...... Sand...... Sand! ”

In the silence of the night, there was a sudden sound of cautious, but distinctly noticeable footsteps.

Someone is approaching the house!

And judging by the number of voices, there is much more than one person!

There are at least five of them!

Chen An's brows furrowed, and his nerves tensed instantly.

……

PS: Set the bowl and ask for a recommended ticket for a monthly pass!