Goo-doo...

The blood-colored medicinal soup is tumbling, and the room is full of fragrance.

Zhang Biao sat at the table, carefully playing with the Ecstasy Mirror in his hand.

The bronze mirror was cold, but it lost the chill.

Zhang Biao had a vague guess in his heart.

Over the years, this artifact has been damaged, its power has weakened, and its effects on people are also different.

The little leper in the soil rat nest was already seriously ill, so after the revival of the aura, he was affected by the awakening magic weapon.

He was deficient in qi and blood yesterday, and his spirit and energy were depleted, so he felt obvious.

Today, I have recovered a lot, and my qi and blood are full, so that I can resist the influence of the magic weapon.

This is just a yellow product.

It seems that the magic weapon is not something that ordinary people can control, maybe the stronger the power, the higher the cultivation required, otherwise it will be counterattacked...

Thinking of this, he turned the magic mirror left and right.

The mirror is fuzzy, without a hint of brilliance, and the color is different from other places.

The Spiritual Eye mentions that the mirror is a "dead jade" inlay.

He'd heard of the "Dead Jade" thing.

Jade buried in the soil, similar to gold, will be restrained by it over time, become black and dry, is ominous jade.

It was worthless, and the jade merchant didn't even look at it, let alone carve it.

I didn't expect that it could also be made of tool materials.

There is also the line behind it.

The Spiritual Eye mentions that they are called "Three Yin Symbols" and "Charm Patterns" respectively.

It's a term he's never heard before.

Zhang Biao was a little helpless, he was extremely lacking in cultivation knowledge, and it seemed that he would go to those Taoist temples in the future, and he might be able to gain something.

Fortunately, it is not difficult to use.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao held the bronze mirror in his left hand, the dead jade mirror was facing outward, and he suddenly felt as if he was holding a piece of solid ice in his hand, exuding coldness outward.

Strangely, he could clearly feel that this cold was shining outward like a flashlight.

Follow the prompts to use Trick: Ecstasy, as long as you shine on the target and then induce it verbally.

got the baby, Zhang Biao was naturally itchy.

Taking medicine, standing on piles, refining... After finishing the daily process, I hurried out the door.

The streets are full of people, but they are all neighbors, ordinary people who run around all day long, and it is impossible to be a target.

Why don't you go looking for a thief...

"Woohoo!"

As soon as he had an idea, he saw two wild dogs fighting.

Zhang Biao was immediately happy, and stepped forward, ready to try his hand at these two beasts first.

Before he could get closer, however, the two wild dogs stopped biting and stared at him with fur and roared wildly.

"Woohoo!"

The screams kept coming, but they kept retreating.

Zhang Biao looked at the bronze mirror in his hand and thought thoughtfully.

Animals do not have complex minds, perception is more sensitive, when the dark sun falls, not only a group of rats roaming the streets, cats, dogs and wild birds are very abnormal.

It seems that in the future, we should also pay attention to the changes in the animals around us.

Whoosh!

Seeing that he did not move, the two dogs quickly fled.

Zhang Biao laughed, but he came to the end, his legs were hard, and he caught up with one in three or two steps, and returned home with his neck in his hands.

Woo~

The wild dog wailed, but when the bronze mirror shone on its head, it suddenly stopped struggling, opened its mouth wide, drooped its tongue, and lost its pupils.

It's done!

Zhang Biao was overjoyed.

The next step is to verbally induce.

Verbal inducement...

Zhang Biao was dumbfounded.

First animal experiment, failed!

Fortunately, it is not without gains.

Zhang Biao found that when he was using this magic mirror, as the trick worked, the bronze mirror became colder and colder, and he also felt a little tired, as if he had fought dozens of tricks with others.

It's harmless, but it's also a matter of vigilance.

Also, waking up the target is a nuisance.

Zhang Biao didn't know dog language, patted the dog's head again, and poured cold water again, and it took him a long time to wake up.

The wild dog was also frightened, fluttering on its front legs, dragging its two immobile hind legs, leaving a row of urine stains along the way...

Although it didn't go well, it got off to a good start.

Zhang Biao went out and went to the downtown area.

Anyuan Fang is famous for its ironware.

Of course, they are all iron pots, kitchen knives, nail rakes and hoes and other folk utensils, and those who come to hang out are also poor people.

Today's people have seen a lot of strange things:

Hu Sanlang, who used to bully and dominate the market, actually knelt on the street and cried, detailing his usual evil deeds...

The profiteers who like to use shoddy goods, like crazy demons, hold the hammer head and smash the inferior farm tools to smithereens...

…………

A few hours later, Zhang Biao called it a day and went home.

He's in a really good mood.

This magic artifact Ecstasy Mirror is indeed extraordinary, ordinary people can be easily confused, and they have not yet encountered anyone who can resist.

The practitioner is like a nightmare, and when he wakes up, he will have no idea what he is doing, and he will be frightened a lot.

Although this thing is damaged, it is very useful.

First, the prisoner can be interrogated.

Second, in a hostile battle, even if the opponent is determined and able to resist, a short period of distraction is enough to become an opportunity to win.

Zhang Biao walked briskly, looking at the blue sky and white clouds in autumn, and his eyes couldn't help but be full of yearning.

In both lives, he is not good at intrigue, and he is very disgusted with the flies in the court, and his only hobby is to practice martial arts.

Now, the mysterious world of cultivation is lifting, and I don't know if I can be like those legendary immortals, drunk and lying in the spring and autumn, and catching the stars in the sky...

Before you know it, the surroundings suddenly open up.

It turned out that it had arrived at Zhengyang Street.

This is the central axis of Yujing City, which is large enough to accommodate a hundred horse-drawn carriages in parallel and divides the entire city into east and west.

And at the end of the street is the Royal Palace.

At this time, it was almost dusk, and there was still an endless flow of people on the wide street, with cars and horses, and many vendors hurrying away with their goods.

They are a family of farmers near Yujing City, and in addition to farming, they will weave some baskets, dry some dried fruits, or collect firewood to sell in the city on weekdays.

Compared with the people in other places, life is not bad.

But these small businesses are not easy, they have to go out before dawn, they have to leave before the city gates are closed, and they come home late at night every day.

It's a real wake-up early and greedy for darkness.

Zhang Biao was about to cross Zhengyang Street to return to Anzhenfang, but the conversation between the two merchants caught his attention.

"Uncle Liu, are you going back too?"

"Well, early."

"Why are you in a hurry, Zhouzhuang is not far away."

"Alas, I don't want to, but the road is a little unsmooth, it's better to be early, don't rush to the night."

"What, there's a thief on the road?"

"Not a thief..."

"What's that?"

"Forget it, let me tell you, don't spread the word, some people say that there are water ghosts in the Yongji River."

"Poof, Uncle Zhou, do you believe this?"

"You know a ball, I Zhuang Zhou Dalang saw with my own eyes, a good person, jumped into the water for no reason, and still hasn't caught the corpse..."

Zhang Biao stopped, frowning slightly.

If it had been before, he would have paid no attention to these country gossipes.

But now, everything feels suspicious.

Kelpie...

Is this kind of thing also happening?

Could it have something to do with the "spiritual world"?

His "Three Yang Sutra" has not yet cultivated a sense of qi, and he has no other means except the "Ecstasy Mirror", if he really encounters any evil things, he really can't deal with it.

When I think of this, a sense of urgency wells up in my heart.

Zhang Biao was about to go home, but he hesitated, turned around and went to Yongji Fang in the south city...

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Yongjifang is still so dilapidated.

As the sun sets, the earthen walls are in disrepair, the houses are dilapidated and cramped, the dirt roads are covered with dung, and the beggars squatting under the walls...... It's like an abandoned corner of Yujing City.

Zhang Biao didn't alarm those beggars, flashed into the dark alley, stepped on the earthen wall with his feet, and the soul hook roared out, and the whole person rose into the air.

He is in good shape, and he shuttles between walls, wooden beams, and roofs with the help of hooking souls, and his movements are smooth.

After a while, they came to the outside of the bandits' den.

He temporarily changed his mind and returned to this place, naturally he had a plan.

The magic weapon Ecstasy Mirror is surprisingly easy to use.

The more such treasures, the better.

Eavesdropping that day, the old thief said that the magic mirror came from a place called the Snake Temple.

Maybe there are other magic weapons out there, it's just that these stupid thieves don't know how to treasure them.

This time, I came to look for clues.

But before he could get closer, he stopped.

Generally speaking, even if this kind of thieves' den goes out to work, it will leave people to guard the door, and there are also the proceeds of tomb robbery and excavation.

But now there was a dead silence, and there was a faint smell of blood wafting through the air.

Zhang Biao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stepped forward lightly and looked in along the gap in the wall.

It's a mess inside.

The courtyard was littered with the corpses of teenagers and children, some with collapsed foreheads, some with twisted necks, and some with sharp knives stuck in their chests.

The old thief was even more miserable, tied to a pillar with hemp rope, his limbs were cut off, his eyes were pulled out, and the blood on the ground was blackened......

Oops, one step too late.

Zhang Biao rose into the air, climbed over the earthen wall and landed in the courtyard.

He looked around, looking for clues.

I saw that the footprints were messy, and there were traces of rummaging everywhere, and the earthen house used to store the Ming utensils was even more open, and it was messy.

There were at least five people who did it...

Good skills, tyrannical personality, no rules...

Zhang Biao came to a corpse again, pulled out a horizontal knife, looked at the height of the young man, the location of the wound, and the blood splattered on the ground, and slowly swung the knife to calculate the traces.

It's Shiro's sword technique!

Zhang Biao immediately made a judgment.

Shiro's knife technique was created a hundred years ago, a ranger named Wu Shilang, the knife technique is ruthless and vicious, pay attention to there is no return, and cooperate with the leg method to control the distance, which is most suitable for street fighting.

The upper limit of this knife technique is not high, but it is easy to learn and master, and it is widely spread among a group of people.

It's the incense party that does it!

The atmosphere of non-governmental associations prevailed in the Liang Dynasty.

What kind of book and tea party do dignitaries have, called reading and tasting tea, but in fact, they are forming a party for personal gain.

Ordinary people also like to form secret societies, get together to help each other, and worship some messy gods and Buddhas.

This incense will be somewhat similar.

They are underground gangsters in various cities, looking for a historical military general and celebrity to worship, called the Loyal Brothers, but in fact, they are bullying and dominating the market, collecting protection money, and lending usury to make a living.

Yujing City is mixed with dragons and snakes, and this kind of private battle happens almost all the time.

Zhang Biao followed his father, I don't know how many times he saw him since he was a child, and he was already numb.

What he couldn't figure out was that these earth rats were usually very discerning, offered on time, bowed their heads when they met people, and rarely offended people.

Why did the Xianghui make a move on them?

Click!

Suddenly, there was a sound of dead branches breaking in the backyard.

The sound is subtle, but it breaks the dead silence.

"Who?!"

Zhang Biao snorted coldly and rushed to the backyard in three or two steps.

I saw a small figure, embarrassed along the dog hole...