Chapter 203: Slaughtering Knife
This sleep, when he woke up, it was already the sixth day, and in his groggy sleep, it was simply a fantastic experience for Duan Qing, dreaming of many people, many things, most of which can no longer be remembered, and there are still some that are unforgettable for life, pressed in his heart, and can no longer be deciphered from this cold face.
Because Duan Qing knows that people live in the present, not in the past.
Got up, the whole body was much more relaxed, clenched his fist, the taste of the return of strength was really very indescribable, pushing open the window, the sunlight poured in, making it a little difficult for Duan Qing, who had been sealed for a long time, to adapt quickly, and jumped lightly, the injury on his leg was a little sore, but it had been completely taken up, except for the fact that he could not withstand the full strength of the sudden outburst, there was basically no big problem, and he didn't even feel hungry in his stomach, I have to say that the pill of the Feiyun Sect is really not covered.
There was a figure swaying outside the wall, and he could see it very clearly on the third floor, and Duan Qing recognized that it was the one who had repaired the furniture for himself... flies, so he beckoned, but he didn't expect this tall and simple guy to turn around and run away as if he had seen a ghost, which made Duan Qing quite speechless.
In a short time, the three figures hurriedly arrived, and Shi Shangfei, the official fly who led the way, was followed by Shi Yuan, who was intestines, and Lan Hongyuan, who was extremely excited, Duan Qing let them in, and the three of them were suddenly extremely excited about what happened on the day of the battle.
It turned out that after they knew that Duan Qing went to the Monks' Guild, there was news in the tavern, knowing that it was a trap with no return, so they rushed to the guild immediately, but the surroundings had been blocked, no one was allowed to enter, and the flies wanted to forcibly break in, and suddenly a team of heavily armed people appeared, and they didn't speak, just stood there, looking at you, the murderous aura on their bodies would give people goosebumps involuntarily, and the three of them didn't dare to break in, so they could only pretend to return, hiding aside and waiting for news, but unfortunately there was no news until todayγ
I have to say that the feeling of being cared for is quite subtle, Duan Qing knows that with the strength of the three of them, it is simply a fool's dream to break into the trap laid by the Xiaoyao family, if the Xiaoyao family is not for the sake of face, and uses the guards and medicine collection team, any master of the Yuan Infant Stage can kill himself extremely easily.
Lan Hongyuan was very eye-catching, and did not ask Duan Qing how he came back, because now there was news that Duan Qing had an extraordinary relationship with the little fairy of the Feiyun Sect, and this kind of sensitive topic was not easy to mention, only after the flies turned around the room, he snorted and said, "How can there be a fragrance? It's definitely not a man's smell!"
"As long as you talk a lot, hurry up and cook on the fire!" The intestines kicked the fly and drove him out, and then he also began to eat food, and it didn't take long for a table of banquets to be prepared, and there was no shortage of wine, the opening remarks were to celebrate that Duan Qing would not die and there would be a blessing, Duan Qing raised his glass to express his gratitude, but he didn't say anything, everything was in the wine.
After three rounds of drinking, the intestines spoke: "It's good to be alive, only if you are alive can you talk about it, recently I heard a gossip, saying that there is a demon beast in the hellfire forest thousands of miles away, called the Hellfire Cow, it is a treasure for the monks of the Jindan stage realm, especially the horn, but it is an excellent material for making talismans, and somehow it ran out of the cracks in the ground, the key is still a young beast, and its strength is equivalent to about one weight of the human Yuan Infant Period." β
Duan Qing nodded slightly, signaling that he had heard.
"That's right, I also heard the news recently, but it's worth a lot, even if it's dead, it can be sold for the value of 50,000 top-grade spirit stones, if it's captured alive, the value is unlimited! If it's all piled on the ground, it's a lot of piles!" The fly's rough face and eyes were shining, he had never seen so many spirit stones.
"Is the news accurate?" Duan Qing finally spoke.
The intestine nodded and said: "It must be accurate, there are already people preparing to set off recently, the Hellfire Forest is thousands of miles away, we don't have a warship, if you want to be fast, although it is a lot of money, it can also be within the range of bearing, after all, there is no gain if you don't pay!"
"What do you think?" Duan Qing looked at Lan Hongyuan, who drank a large glass of wine, held it for a while, and then was willing to exhale the wine, such a small action, Duan Qing already understood, Lan Hongyuan's net worth has been all lost, and he occasionally went to the intestines to rub food when he was hungry and couldn't stand it, and it can be said that he was poor and crazy; γ
Summing up the situation of the three people, it can only be summed up by one phenomenon - the rich in the secular world, and the poor in the cultivation world!
And at present, there are thousands of spirit stones on his body to use for the turnover of unforeseen needs, these spirit stones seem to be a lot, but even if he goes to buy the pills needed for the Jindan period, the most ordinary Qi Benefiting Pill, he can only buy three, not even enough for one day of cultivation, and he is also impeccable.
The news came from thousands of miles away, it can be seen that the time for the city to get the news along the way will only be earlier than on their side, even if the masters of the Yuan Infant Period are not diluted to mix, but most of the scattered cultivators in the Jindan period will not let go of this opportunity, the value of 50,000 spirit stones, most of the scattered cultivators in the Jindan period can go desperately.
Duan Qing never minded taking risks, seeking wealth and danger, without a good background, this can only be the only way to get rich overnight, this is true in Junk Star, and it is also true in this world.
So, Duan Qing nodded and said, "You can go and try it." β
The three of them looked at each other excitedly at the moment, and said in their intestines: "Just wait for your words, although there are only four of us, but we have Lao Lan's Yuan Infant Cultivation, I and the flies running errands, plus your traps, I think there is at least a twenty percent chance of this trip!"
Duan Qing smiled, but he was extremely speechless in his heart, two percent of the chances were worth desperately, it seemed that their desire for spirit stones was much more serious than they imagined.
After Duan Qing agreed to this matter, even if the decision was confirmed, at that moment, the intestines took out all the savings of two thousand top-grade spirit stones and eight hundred medium-grade spirit stones, which were regarded as the budget expenses for the preliminary preparations, of course, mainly to buy horses, plus some necessary pills, in case of emergency.
But then the fly went to inquire about the market price of horses, and his face was a little pale, even Duan Qing took out the only one thousand spirit stones, and he couldn't buy a real fast horse, but if he bought an ordinary horse, it would be enough, but there would not be any leftovers, and the rest of the materials in the plan would not be able to afford any of them.
However, this almost miserable situation failed to hit the confidence of the three people, and they were still busy, and a lot of all kinds of messy things were prepared, and four horses that were not much stronger than skin and bones were also brought back, as if as long as they went to the Hellfire Forest, the demon beast was captured, and the old shopkeeper of the tavern shook his head: "I said, what are you busy with? This is also a horse? What other uses are there besides boiling bone broth?"
The fly scratched at the back of his head, and to be honest, these horses were the best horses he had ever owned, because he had never owned a horse before, but he also knew that it could not be compared, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.
The intestine smiled and said: "Old shopkeeper, you don't know about this, no matter how good the horse is, it is just a means of transportation, and we have to spend the money on the blade." β
The old shopkeeper asked, "Where is your knife?"
"Ahh
"It's really majestic enough, but I don't know if I can survive three or five hits. The old shopkeeper shook his head helplessly.
"You know knives?" said the bowel, a slightly sarcastic tone.
The old shopkeeper shook his head with a faint smile and said, "I don't understand, I've just slaughtered cattle for decades." β
"Haha!" The intestines laughed and shook his head, although he didn't say anything, but the sarcasm in the laughter continued unabated, and he said speechlessly: "Slaughtering cattle? What we have to do is to hunt demon beasts, how to kill them? Of course, it is to rob with those scattered cultivators, and I don't know if there will be those miscellaneous servants who are not happy in the sect to rob, so this is a murderous business, of course, I may also be killed." At this point, his bowels paused, he got up and walked to the old shopkeeper, took off the rag on his shoulder, wiped the counter, and said, "At that time, I don't have to throw away my luggage, but use it for the new guy." β
In a word, the old shopkeeper's tears almost fell, and he originally wanted to mock the equipment for being too bad, but he couldn't say anything at this time, turned around and took out a short blade that was longer than a dagger and shorter than a waist knife, and said: "I don't have anything for you, this is my favorite knife, I gave it to you, and it should be used for self-defense." β
The intestine's eyes lit up, and he took it and asked, "What knife?"
The old shopkeeper put on a pot of cigarette bags and said slowly: "Slaughtering knives." β
"Poof!" The intestines sprayed all at once, but they didn't even pull the scabbard open, and threw it directly into the equipment pile, "Yes, I thank you, while there is no business now, I still have to buy some rune paper, some charms must be made, flies, don't drink tea, do you think I'm not tired of boiling water, hurry up, go and let the horses, we can't afford those feeds, I still have to go to Brother Xia Duan and ask him what he needs, alas, I'm busy this day." β
The old shopkeeper looked at his slaughtering knife, his expression was a little complicated, no matter how he looked at it, it was the taste of Mingzhu secretly casting, but he didn't say anything, he gently touched a few charms from the sleeve tube, and stuffed them into the scabbard very quickly, and then turned around and carried his back, and slowly went to work with trivial chores...