Nine days later.

The Wang family is a vegetarian.

In the midst of mourning, everyone sent the old lady up the mountain.

Yi Chen's superb white affairs hosting skills naturally won the praise of everyone who came to mourn.

It's art!

Not long after the fall of the Wutong Demon Body that day, the old lady of the Wang family unfortunately passed away.

It turned out that the old lady's state improved that day, but it was just a return to the light.

Yi Chen finally completed the work of hosting this white thing.

"It's been a long time coming."

Mrs. Wang was dressed in plain clothes and gave a deep salute to Yi Chen, her eyes were red.

As the saying goes, if you want to be pretty, you must be filial.

Mrs. Wang, who was already born very well, looked even more moving at this time, with a plain belt holding her waist to the brim, wearing white flowers on her head, and exposing her thrilling figure during the salute.

Sometimes, it is both a blessing and a sin for a person to be too good-looking.

She clapped her hands, and Xiu'er walked over and handed over an envelope.

After the Wutong Demon affair came to an end, Xiu'er resumed the identity of Mrs. Wang's personal maid, and after some hardships, her expression became more stable.

Looking at the envelope in front of him, Yi Chen squeezed it with his hand and showed a satisfied smile.

Not bad, three silver tickets of one thousand taels.

He deserves the income of benevolence, and he deserves to pursue the path of benevolence and righteousness all his life, accumulate virtue and do good.

The five demons of that day, before he died, he was still dying and fighting back, if it weren't for Yi Chen's quick hand, he really said the last word before he died, and the matter would be a big deal.

There are some things that you can survive without lifting the lid.

Once revealed, there is no room for turnaround.

No matter what happens to Mrs. Wang and her family, at least in front of everyone, Yi Chen can be regarded as maintaining her last dignity.

"Madame's words are serious."

"It's time for Poor Dao to leave."

At this time, the head of the Wang family happened to hear the words and walked in.

"It's not early today, it's hard to walk at night, why don't you stay for another night, and walk again tomorrow morning?"

Yi Chen thought about it for a while, and finally chose to refuse.

Thinking about it, Mrs. Wang and her family must have a lot to say tonight, and it is really inconvenient for him to live again.

However, the head of the Wang family also has a point, it is difficult to walk at night.

After leaving the palace, Yi Chen's heart moved, and he decided to go to the inn in the city to open a room and stay for one night, and return tomorrow.

This week, he was either busy presiding over the white affairs of Wang Lao Taijun or returning to the room to touch the thunder and jade, even with his superhuman physique and will, he felt a little tired.

"People are not machines, and they should be relaxed."

After a while, Yi Chen went to the ready-to-wear store to buy himself a set of civilian clothes, and walked out of the inn where he was staying.

At this time, he had already taken off his robe, dressed in brocade, dressed as a high-roller in the rivers and lakes, and turned his head and entered the largest person-to-people connection organization in Ping'an County-Tianxiang Pavilion.

How to solve the problem?

Tick the bar and listen to the music.

He couldn't help but get married in the hidden dragon view, and went to Tianxiang Pavilion to see for a long time, what's wrong?

Besides, today he took off his robe, and he is no longer the Taoist leader of Yichengzi.

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Tianxiang Pavilion.

Yi Chen sat down in the hall and ordered eight girls in one breath.

The ring is fat and thin, the peach is young and the willow is charming, and they are good at winning.

Eight people pressed their arms and pressed their arms, peeling grapes and pouring wine, and they were busy and happy.

"Uncle, you haven't said your surname?"

A girl with a fox face peeled off a grape and handed it to Yi Chen's mouth.

"Remember, Lao Tzu's nickname, the harrier who turned the sky upside down." Yi Chen laughed and swallowed the grapes in the beauty's hand in one gulp.

After eating, drinking, and having fun, he smiled and put eight small silver bills of twenty taels into the undershirts of the eight girls, and then asked them all to retreat, so as not to let people disturb him anymore.

The noise of the hall and the sound of the surrounding silk and bamboo orchestras penetrated into his ears, and the surroundings were very lively, but Yi Chen was lonely in his heart at this time.

He is no longer different from others.

The girls who pressed his arm couldn't press his muscles with all the strength they had to feed, and if he continued, he was afraid that the two girls would press out the masticatory muscles.

He now has a huge muscle density all over his body, and he already weighs six or seven hundred pounds, and he really wants to do something, but I don't know if the weight of those eight people adds up to the weight of him alone, which is called murder.

Of course, there is a more important point.

Although the eight girls have good looks, but the temperament is really not to her liking, now the appearance is mostly modified by makeup, he can even see the card powder in their pores under careful observation, it is really impossible to do it, it is better to be quiet.

Unless it's Mrs. Wang, it's almost the same.

Damn, Yichengzi, Yichengzi, how can you think that.

Mizuki Shitai is pretty much the same.

The shadow of a beautiful woman suddenly floated into Yi Chen's heart.

As soon as he thought of this, Yi Chen felt that he was too dirty, so he decided to punish himself with another drink, and immediately forgave himself.

After all, tonight's cranky thoughts are about the harrier who turns the sky upside down, what does it matter to him to become a son?

Listening to the hustle and bustle of the people around him, the sound of fists, applause, and persuasion, Yi Chen leaned on the carved mahogany chair, gently patted the armrests, and sang in a low voice.

"The east is not bright, the west is bright, and I am sad when the sun is exhausted."

"I'm not busy the night before and busy the night after, after dreaming of gold, I dream of yellow sorghum."

…..

"I am at ease in the middle of the world, and I am a fairy who is free in the sky."

"Don't sprinkle anything for the vulgar dust, just touch the heartstrings for the wine."

For some reason, Yi Chen suddenly remembered the second-hand Yueji's "Xian'er" in his previous life, and sang it when he thought of it.

"It's boring."

After singing the song, Yi Chen smiled, got up and checked out and left.

The surrounding people were noisy and lively, but he could no longer integrate into the world of ordinary people.

He's really different.

The light of ordinary people's life is as fragile as a candle in the wind in his eyes, and it can be extinguished with a wave of ..... hand.

When dealing with ordinary people, you have to be careful, for fear that one of them will kill them if you are not careful.

The wine and wealth that used to be able to pass the time are becoming more and more boring for him now.

The worldly is no longer his playground.

He wants to pursue a higher level and a more exciting world.

He longed for the kind of battle where his life hung by a thread, his fists were fist-to-flesh, the feeling of truly feeling that he was alive and his soul was sublimated.

After drinking the last glass of wine, Yi Chen, who felt out of place with his surroundings, decided to go back to the inn, and at this time a girl stopped in front of him.

It's Xiaohuan, the straight black girl who peeled grapes for him just now.

"Harrier, will you stay tonight?"

"I like you."

Xiaohuan's face was flushed, and it could be seen that he had mustered up courage.

Yi Chen smiled.

"I'm a high-roller in the rivers and lakes, there is no tomorrow today, and all the silver taels on my body just now have been spent, so I can only live up to the girl's good intentions."

"I don't take any money from you."

The girl Xiaohuan is very persistent, and seems to be very infatuated with Yi Chen's temperament at this time.

She likes this man with a contradictory temperament, a majestic figure, and an enigmatic appearance.

She secretly looked at him for a long time just now, and he had a lonely temperament that was very different from the surrounding environment, which was a loneliness that went deep into the bone marrow.

An eccentric temperament that is both calm and insane.

All in all, very charming.

"Why don't I give you the money I just paid you back?" The little ring girl did not give up.

Yi Chen: "......"

Although he was a little speechless, Yi Chen's heart was still a little dark.

He thought for a while, patted the face of the girl Xiaohuan, picked up a chopstick on the table, broke it, and said with a smile:

"If the girl wants to change her way of life, she will take this broken chopstick, go to Zhen'an Division to find a person named Lin Zhengyi, or go to Fengyun County to find Mr. Sun, just say that it is entrusted by the old people of Yinlongguan, and they will arrange it for you."

"Believe me, you will make your wishes come true, even if it is the big boss behind Tianxiang Pavilion, he will not turn my face upside down."

Yi Chen laughed and suddenly disappeared in place.

Only the girl Xiaohuan was left holding the broken chopsticks in her hand, stunned.

If it weren't for the broken chopsticks in her hand, it would have been as if nothing had happened.

Today's Yi Chen is already qualified to change the fate of an ordinary person with a casual word.

Such a trivial matter, no one in the entire Ping'an County will ignore his will.

Because, he has punches!

Standing on the terrace of the inn, Yi Chen clenched his fists, stretched out his hand to meet the moonlight, and grinned.

After nine days of hard work, relying on the ruthlessness of inappropriate people, he saved up a full four source points.

The big one is finally coming.

The number of Dayan is fifty, its use is forty-nine, and what changes will it bring to him when the force attribute reaches fifty, Yi Chen is looking forward to it very much.

Just as Yi Chen was watching the moonlight and preparing to add a little lift, suddenly the night sky changed drastically, and countless blood-colored meteors pierced the sky and smashed to the earth.

The moon turned blood-colored in an instant.

As soon as this blood color appeared, Yi Chen's hairs immediately exploded, and he instantly felt a very deep malice between heaven and earth, which was a thick malice that he had never seen before.

Compared to this malice, hell is a small thing.

This malice came and went quickly, and soon disappeared from heaven and earth.

"Heaven and earth are changing, what is the way forward?"

Suddenly, Yi Chen suddenly thought of the opening paragraph in the Heavenly Master's letterhead, and his eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle.