What Gu Qi handed over was a porcelain bottle containing ten pills and a phantom crystal with a ceiling of three hundred low-grade spirit stones. Judging from its color, it is undoubtedly filled with spirit stones.

Han Tu didn't understand what the other party meant, and said suspiciously: "Brother Qi, what does this mean?"

"These are ten Qi Enhancement Pills and three hundred spirit stones, the Qi Enhancement Pill is to enhance your spiritual energy for a short time, and it can be used during the Qi refining period. ”

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse. Gu Qi saw that Han Tu was about to shirk, so he said, "I know that you are the kind of person who goes straight and doesn't like to bend ink. As it happens, I'm the same person. I'm giving you this in the hope that you can remember me well, and I'm betting that you will be able to soar in the future, but at that time, I hope you can help me in a convenient situation. ”

Han Tu was stunned, this Gu Qi was so straightforward but he didn't expect it. Since the other party's words have already been said to this point, there is no reason for me to refuse.

He took the things handed out by Gu Qi and put them in the spirit bag.

"Go to the soup and go to the fire, and don't hesitate. ”

As far as the current Han Tu is concerned, these resources are indeed what he needs, and with these helps, he must be able to reach the seventh or even eighth level of Qi cultivation soon.

It is said that it is better to send charcoal in the snow than icing on the cake, and Gu Qi's behavior at this time is obviously the latter, so it is also worth Han Tu's promise.

"Brother Han, take care!"

"Brother Qi, take care!"

After Gu Qi nodded, he crossed Han Tu and walked towards the weeds in a few steps. With a flash of light, it disappeared.

Guan Bing said earlier that the location of the formation will change over time. The frequency is about once a day.

Therefore, when Han Tu left it, it was the time of separation from the Jiyi Gate. At least for a long time, I won't cross paths with each other anymore.

For Han Tu, only Gu Qi and Ling'er are quite familiar with each other.

Just now, he had already finished saying goodbye to Gu Qi. If there's any regret, it's that I couldn't say goodbye to Ling'er in person, right?

Han Tu shook his head and stopped thinking. With a slight exertion, the whole person rose into the air and stood on the eaves. After a few flashes, it vanished.

"Eh, did you hear that? Someone was killed again yesterday, and it seems to be the mysterious Assassin Order again. Looking at each other like that, tsk, it's really miserable. ”

Another agreed: "Who's to say it's not?"

This scene happened in a corner of Xiaoyao Town, the sky was dark, and the two of them walked along the road after they were full of wine and food, chatting about the past at home. I don't know who mentioned it first, but the two of you and I said one sentence after another, and then led the conversation to the tragedy that happened a few days ago.

Outside of their sight, a young man stood on the eaves, his face resolute, and who would have thought that he was only a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old?

At this time, he was wearing a hood, and his collar was up, covering his face, revealing only a pair of eyes. But it is such a pair of simple eyes, but its eyes are like a sharp blade.

This unremarkable young man is none other than Han Tu, who left from Jiyimen two days ago.

At this time, he was listening to the conversation between the two of them with great interest, and judging from the tragic situation he described, this assassin was much more murderous than himself......

"Huh, someone looks like it?"

The drunken man looked at the eaves, in the direction where Han Tu was. Seeing this, the latter squatted down. Because the clothes on his body were transformed from night clothes, this squat melted into the darkness.

The other companion followed his companion's gaze, but it was only a blur. He blinked his eyes vigorously to sober himself up, but even so, he still failed to see Han Tu's figure.

After all, the secular nocturnal clothes are meant to be hidden in the dark. If it was so easy to be discovered by a drunken man, then there would be no need for this nightdress.

In addition, Han Tu also knows a little bit about the turtle breath technique in the world, which may not be of much use to immortal cultivators, but it is more than enough to fool some mortals who have no martial arts.

Since he didn't see Han Tu's figure, he naturally felt bored, and withdrew his gaze and scolded with a smile.

"What's the matter? I've been playing with the women of Fengyue Pavilion for a long time, and I'm stupid, and I'm going to automatically hallucinate?"

Not to be outdone, even though his body kept shaking, he still retorted: "You...... You just can't spit out your dog's mouth...... If you can't spit out ivory, tomorrow you will be like that dead man! Maybe those officials will find a wooden sign with seven characters printed on it next to you when they find you?"

Hearing the other party say this, he was also a little angry.

"Oh fuck, didn't I just say a few words to you? and curse me dead! If I'm really dead, who will drink with you?"

The man snorted.

"I'm not the one who is, but I'm glad you can tolerate me. ”

"Phew, sooner or later, one day, Lao Tzu is going to throw you away, go happy alone, hum!"

"Look at what you said! I know you can't!"

Next, the two chatted about their daily routines. Seeing that the other party didn't mention the assassin, Han Tu felt a little bored and left quietly.

It's just that he thinks it's a little funny. In the past, storytellers would always hear that the top Assassins would challenge the majesty of the government by leaving clues about themselves after killing people.

Han Tu felt that this kind of behavior was meaningless, killing was killing, and deliberately leaving clues, wasn't he asking for trouble?

But what Han Tu didn't expect was that what these two passers-by said might have a certain similarity with what the storyteller mentioned. But in essence, it's very different.

The Assassin mentioned by the storyteller was to provoke the government, and the Assassin who left the number Seven Wood Cards was indeed telling the world that this man was killed by him!

From this point of view, the other party's organization is definitely not ordinary. However, this is all for later, at least the current Han Tu is far from the level of conflict with them.

When night fell, I wanted to see a little bit of light and shadow than before, but now it has undoubtedly become darker, except for some inns, taverns, and green buildings that are still in operation, other ordinary families have extinguished the candles at the door and in the house, and quietly fell asleep in the darkness.

At this time, Han Tu had no interest in shopping, so he casually found an inn that was not closed and stayed down.

Originally, he planned to wait quietly at the end of the pen, but the ghost sent him to Xiaoyao Town, and as for the reason, I am afraid that even he himself can't tell clearly.

One thing is certain, though, that he must have come here for his own reasons. Otherwise, who would travel for two days in a row to a place where there is no intersection with them?

The road between the two towns is very long, but Han Tu is not without it, at least, in a small town he passed, he also found such a favorite dress.