Picking up this piece of wooden core, and then looking at the remaining dead branches and leaves around, Zhang Qing estimated that this was a monster falling. He slashed a few more times with the knife of calamity, but it did not leave any marks on the wooden core, although I don't know the other effects, but the hardness is already very high.

"This is the wooden core left by the dryad? Is the story of the gods and monsters told by Li Qi true?" Zhang Qing also turned out his memories of listening to Li Qi's stories when he was a child from Zhang Shanyi's memory at this time. Li Qi has told a lot of high-ranking chivalrous warriors to kill demons and demons, including the story of the young man defeating the Dryad, telling that the wooden core left behind by the Dryad after his death is a treasure, containing the essence of the Dryad, which can not only help practice, but also create divine soldiers.

If he hadn't seen this little memory, he wouldn't have remembered it. Zhang Qing appreciating it over and over again, and still complaining that this willow spirit is not good, there is a narrow crack at the top of the wooden core, which has been cracked to the depths, like a scabbard. He didn't know that this core was originally solid, but because the female ghost lived in it, it was getting weaker and weaker without the replenishment of flesh and blood, so he had to absorb the energy in the wood core, and slowly exposed this gap, which greatly reduced its value.

Originally, even if the willow tree became a spirit, even if he raised ghosts by himself, it was impossible for other ghosts to corrupt the most important part of himself. But this willow tree was stimulated by a female ghost to give birth to spirituality, and it has a natural affection for her. In addition, not long after becoming a sperm, Lingzhi is like a three-year-old child, and he doesn't know that the essence of resistance is absorbed by the female ghost.

Zhang Qing looked at the wooden core, and then at the knife that entered the disaster, and had a bold idea in his heart. He cautiously inserted the knife through the crack, a little tight, but the crack was wide enough to finally put it in. After all the insertions, only the handle is exposed, and the surface of the wooden core is smooth and translucent, which is much better than the original broken wooden box. Zhang Qing looked at it happily, put his hand on the handle of the knife again, carefully communicated the spirituality in the knife, and vaguely felt that he liked this new home very much.

The willow tree belongs to the yin, the disaster belongs to the yang, the two are originally restrained, if the disaster knife is inserted into a complete willow tree core, not only the wood core will lose its effectiveness after a long time, but the disaster knife is also wasted. However, this piece of wood core was absorbed by the female ghost to absorb energy and expose a hole, so that the willow spirit gathered a large amount of absorbed blood essence to the inside of the crack to make up for it, but formed a structure of outer vulvar and inner yang. Originally, this kind of wooden core could not play the role of assisting the cultivation of yin and cold internal qi, and because of the cracks, it could not make a divine weapon weapon, but I didn't expect that the shape could just be used as a scabbard, and the outer yin and inner yang also made the evil knife warm and increased spirituality in it.

He picked up the scabbard, and then his face was bitter, the knife was originally forty or fifty pounds heavy, but this piece of wood core was not light, and it increased his weight, and he could already pick it up as a heavy weapon. But there is no way, I can't do without this baby, so I have to resist pitifully back to the front room. Seeing that his clothes were almost dry, he put on his clothes, wrapped the scabbard with rags, and carried it on his back. I tried it, although the rag had covered the handle of the knife, and it could only be seen from the outside that it was a rectangular package, but Zhang Qing left an opening, as long as he reached out and grabbed it, he could easily pull out the knife into trouble.

After doing these things, Zhang Qing found a strip of cloth, tied his hair into a ponytail at will, climbed over the wall, and swaggered towards the market in Nancheng.

Zhang Qing came to the braised meat stall where he came yesterday, bought several catties of various braised meat in one go, and then went to the next door to buy more than a dozen big steamed buns. Wrap the things in a large banana leaf, hold it in your arms and walk back.

As soon as he walked down a street, he felt that something was wrong, and glanced behind him while pretending to look at the stalls on both sides, and found that it was two ruffians who were looking at him incessantly. Although the clothes on Zhang Qing's body are from beggars, he is clean by nature, this dress is often rinsed, and his little face is not dirty at all, and his hair is tied up, it looks like his clothes are only slightly shabby, but he is cleaner than most people, and he looks like a half-sized doll who stole money from the family to buy delicious food.

Zhang Qing didn't know what those two ruffians were doing with him, it was nothing more than stealing and kidnapping, but the artists were bold, so they were not afraid of them. Instead, he sneered, and was thinking about looking for a well-informed local person, so he sent it to the door himself.

The two ruffians saw Zhang Qing leave and hurriedly followed. To be honest, in fact, yesterday, they noticed Zhang Qing who was wearing tattered clothes but could pay money to buy meat to eat. What's more, Zhang Qing is still a child of more than eleven years old, and he is a fat sheep in their eyes. Yesterday, Zhang Qing was anxious to go back to see Zhang Ling's relics, and his movements were faster, and there was only one ruffian who noticed him at that time, and he accidentally lost it.

Today, they found out that Zhang Qing had come to buy things again, and he was still alone, how could they miss such an opportunity to make a small fortune? When we got out of the market, there were fewer pedestrians on the road, and it was easier to follow. Moreover, Zhang Qing also specially drilled into some sparsely populated paths, and the two ruffians were overjoyed, seeing that he had entered a dead end, they hurriedly followed him to block Zhang Qing.

The two turned in, this alley is not deep, only a few zhang long, and the head can be seen at a glance. There were several houses on either side, but the doors were closed. They didn't expect that Zhang Qing would leave their sight in the blink of an eye, but the person was gone!

"Brother, what about the people?" asked the dwarf ruffian his accomplice.

"How do I know where to go, how to turn a corner and disappear?, is it into which house?" the tall man wondered.

"No, you see these houses are locked, and we can hear the sound of the door opening and closing. Speaking of this, the short man's face changed, "Brother, we can't meet a ghost, right?"

"Get out, how can there be a place where demons and monsters appear in the blue sky and white day? Whose ghost still eats braised pork and big white steamed buns? Go to the front and take a look, maybe he ran into the front house. The tall ruffian reprimanded him twice, and walked to the courtyard gate in front of him.

When they came to the door, there was no padlock, and they tried to push it but found that it seemed to be tied from the inside, so they looked through the crack in the door.

The tall man looked at it and heard someone next to him ask, "Hey, what do you see?"

"Don't worry, I haven't seen anyone yet, it seems to have been deserted for a long time, and the grass is up to the waist. Hey, I said second, don't stab me. The tall man was stabbed in the waist several times in succession by his companion, and became impatient, straightened up and glared at the short man, only to find him looking behind him with a panicked expression.

At this time, he remembered that the person who had just asked had a crisp voice, not the voice of the second child at all, and hurriedly turned around to look behind him, but saw that the kid he had just followed didn't know when he went around behind him, holding a steamed bun and braised pork wrapped in banana leaves in his arms, carrying a large package on his back, and looking at them with a smile and a smile from half a zhang away.

The tall man was a little stunned, and his brain didn't react, but when he saw Zhang Qing appear, he only thought that he had food, drink and money on him, and he was a child again, and he was happy. I didn't expect this kid to quietly avoid them and reappear behind them.

"Heh, the kid is hiding very well, and now he dares to come out, hurry up and hand over all the meat and vegetables to Lao Tzu, as well as the things you are carrying, and honor your two grandfathers. If not, Grandpa Huahu will teach you for your parents, children don't go out on the street alone with money!" The tall man danced triumphantly towards Zhang Qing's eyebrows, and he didn't see the short man giving him anxious glances next to him.

"Oh, your name is Huahu?" asked Zhang Qing with a smile.

The tall man didn't panic at all when he saw the other party, and he felt a little wrong in his heart, but relying on himself being more than a head taller than him, and looking at Zhang Qing's fine skin and tender meat, his heart was horizontal, and he directly reached out to grab Zhang Qing's neckline, and said: "That's right, it's you Grandpa Huahu, don't hand over all the good things!"

How could Zhang Qing be caught by a ruffian who didn't know martial arts, he stepped back and easily dodged Hua Hu's hand. Huahu was furious, although he had not learned internal skills, but he had also learned a few styles of fists and feet with the boss, and he felt that he had lost face in front of his brothers, and he didn't catch a child, so he hurriedly took two steps forward and wanted to move his fists directly.

Zhang Qing said with a smile while dodging: "Do you want to eat and drink money, and what I want to carry?"

Good guy, sixty or seventy pounds of things, coupled with Zhang Qing's strength, smashed Huahu into a dog and ate at once, Zhang Qing casually put the burden on his back, pressing him like a monkey under the Five Elements Mountain, plus his brain was still a little confused, and he couldn't even move.

Zhang Qing turned his eyes to look at the short ruffian, this guy has a better brain than his eldest brother, he felt that something was wrong when Zhang Qing suddenly appeared, but before he could pull the eldest brother, he saw that the eldest brother who attacked rashly was suddenly crushed to the ground by Zhang Qing, unable to struggle.

Now that Zhang Qing saw it, he was so frightened that he hurriedly wanted to slip along the wall, but Zhang Qing stepped forward and grabbed the back of his neck and shook it, making him come to a flat sand and fall goose style, and suddenly lay next to Huahu, so that he could only cover his ass and moan endlessly.