In the black and white mourning hall built, the old Liu Tou was parked in the heavy coffin.

It is said to be "sitting", but in fact, it is dead and breathing.

The emperor's death is called "collapse", and the princes' death is called "Xue", and the immortal cultivators think that they are much stronger than those ordinary people, so they naturally find a good way to say it to the dead.

When you sit down, it sounds mysterious.

If you don't understand, it's even better, it seems to be very high!

Those who come to worship, put on a few sticks of incense, pay homage to the old man's remains, and chat for comfort.

Immortal cultivators have generally seen too much life and death, and they may be killed by the enemy one day and enter the mouth of the demon beast.

Sadness and sadness, that is, a matter of a while, turned his head and regained his calm. Get busy with your own business.

When everyone else wasn't paying attention, Qi Yun went up and touched it. In fact, even if others saw it and thought his movements were a little strange, it was nothing.

He himself knew that otherwise he would not have the courage to do such a move and publicly expose his secrets.

Ding, touch the corpse successfully, get the "Spirit Valley Planting Experience", and use it to get 7,000 experience points.

He reached out and touched it again, but there was no response, and he shrugged helplessly. It seems that this will be his only achievement, but he doesn't need to farm, and this trip is a bit of a loss.

Old Liu Tou has been dead for two days, could this be the reason why he only found out the skill experience and didn't get the exercise experience?

Maybe, we still need to find a few more to try and experiment to find out the truth!

Qi Yun was pondering when he suddenly heard someone calling him. He was a handsome young man with a tiredness on his face that could not be concealed.

Heavy dark bags under the eyes, like after days and nights of multi-person exercise, never sleeping.

Generally speaking, immortal cultivators rarely look tired. Once it appears, it means that it is really tired.

"Ladies and gentlemen, take a seat here. ”

Qi Yun found out that he was self-inflicted, and people didn't call him.

He originally wanted to go directly, but the ghost sent him to follow the combination of tall and short, and entered the courtyard.

Listening to the conversation between the two companions, he knew that the young man was the grandson of Lao Liu Tou, the guy who was being collected for debts by eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling.

Qi Yun couldn't help but think of those two deep eye bags, and nodded thoughtfully. This guy is like a tuberculosis with a hollowed out body.

Eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling are not uncommon.

It was he who thought the way this person looked at them strangely, as if he were seeing gold.

"Three, how much gift money are you going to remember?"

A man with a meaty face stopped them and asked with a smile. But it's good that he doesn't laugh, this smile looks even more penetrating.

That's just how the demons crawl out of hell.

The tall monk frowned, the monks are all from mortals, and the customs have also been brought, weddings and funerals are accompanied by gifts.

They're all here, and they're going to have to be a part of it.

It's just that when he thinks of this money, it is impossible to use it in the right place, and it is very likely that it will be squandered by Lao Liu's grandson, who is not a weapon, and he is distressed!

"A hundred taels of silver. ”

The tall monk quoted a compromise price, took out a silver ticket, and threw it on the gift account.

The man's smile froze on his face, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light, "What are you talking about?"

The short monk on the side hurriedly transmitted: "This is the black-headed snake who lends money in the casino, and the backer is the manager Zhang of the Refining Hall, we can't afford to offend." ”

The tall monk was stunned when he heard this, and honestly took out ten spirit stones as a gift.

The short monk also decided to break the bank and avoid disaster, but he complained dissatisfiedly. Why do you want to come to see an old friend, if you don't come, there will be no such thing.

The man with a meaty face accepted the spirit stone, and he was no longer embarrassed to see that the two of them were interested.

Asked Qi Yun: "How many do you have?" Ten yuan or twenty yuan, if you are a true friend, you can take twenty yuan!"

Lao Youzi always thinks that young people are easy to bully, and there is nothing to lose if he tries it anyway.

"What are you doing, robbing?"

Qi Yun was extremely dissatisfied, although he didn't take these spirit stones in his eyes, he was not happy with the feeling of being slaughtered.

He is not related to this person, and he is willing to come and give him a ride, which is already very good. What kind of salute do you want him to do?

"How can you say robbery?"

The man looked fierce: "This is etiquette, the dead are the greatest, you don't want to disturb the dead, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense, what are the dead people doing with this gift, it's hard to burn it for him to play!"

Qi Yun felt that this kind of thing was very nonsense when he was in his previous life, giving birth to a child and receiving gifts, receiving gifts for the full moon, receiving gifts for birthdays, receiving gifts for university entrance examinations, receiving gifts for engagement, receiving gifts for marriage, and receiving gifts when he died, and he was either receiving gifts or on the way to receiving gifts for the rest of his life.

It's not enough to earn that little money.

He came to join in the fun, and he had to be a gift, what kind of thing is it?

Others jumped if they were willing to jump into this pit, but he was not used to these bastards, and he turned around and was about to leave.

Old Liutou's turtle grandson suddenly blocked his way, "It's so cheap, you can come and go if you want, you think this is your house!"

"If you want to go, put down the gift money!"

Qi Yun suddenly laughed, if the previous gift was a robbery based on customs, now, this is a naked fucking robbery.

"No one has ever dared to talk to me like that!"

He wanted to do it.

The man with a meaty face also saw that he wanted to make a move, and snorted coldly and reminded: "Boy, you don't look at what kind of place this is." Our brothers don't dare to ask for your life, but you can still do it if you abolish it. ”

Qi Yun is a disciple with an official identity, don't look arrogant as a man with a full face, he is actually a loose cultivator in the eyes of the Shangqing faction.

If he really dares to kill, he will definitely have to pay for his life.

However, if a formal disciple kills one or two casual cultivators, it is especially offensive to their own casual cultivators. At most, it will be dealt with in accordance with the door rules, and the spirit stone contribution points will be confiscated, and the confinement will be locked up for a few months.

Qi Yun didn't know that there was someone behind the other party, and he didn't care if he knew.

The man with a meaty face thought that the other party was, a little ignorant of current affairs. I didn't think I'd die.

The blood on his head stained his eyes red, followed by a whirlwind of dizziness, and he realized that he was really dead.

"Killed. ”

"Murdered?"

"Murdered!"

Three sentences in a row, from the accident, disbelief, to the final horror, Lao Liu Tou's grandson witnessed Qi Yun's riot and murder, and the whole person was stunned.

Killing people without saying a word is too big a shock for him, a playboy who is addicted to alcohol.

How can there be such a person in this world, it's terrible.

The two monks who came with Qi Yun had been two steps away from him before, but now they were even more backwards, for fear that they would be killed by a madman if they got close.