Chapter 7

In the future, if he encounters someone who can't beat him, he will feed the opponent a birth pill first!

But can this thing be born after eating, or does it need another process?

Bai An didn't understand.

The old man lay there moving his hands and feet, and was surprised to find that his tendons seemed to be much smoother. He sat up with his fleshy forearm propped up, and looked Bo An up and down.

With a soft snort, he said coldly: "You have some real skills, kid!"

"Heal the old dog, and get a copy of the secret book of the Skyhawk Cult that he treasured. The reputation value will increase by +100, and the evil value will increase by +30."

Bo An watched helplessly as the eagle claw skill cheat book in his backpack turned into x2, stingy!

With the increase in reputation, Bo An's character attributes have also changed.

"Name": Bai'an

There is no change in health and stamina.

"Jianghu Enyi Value: 110/Fame (First Entering Jianghu) 10/Justice Value 130/Evil Value"

Switching to the five-dimensional attribute, the comment on him suddenly becomes: You seem to prefer to deal with crooked people, chaos and evil (the value of justice and evil affects the player's chance)

Bo An: "..." Does he have any other choice!

Old man: "Still leaving? Are you still not satisfied? Do you want to get money from me?"

Threateningly revealing the dense blade hidden under the tongue.

Don't be afraid to cut your tongue.

Bo An helplessly manipulated the villain out of this dark alley.

There is a special world in the alley, which seems to be very different from the peaceful and peaceful town outside.There are all three religions and nine streams gathered here, porters who are still doing coolies on the pier during the day, sitting in the gambling house with scarlet eyes.

Some are dressed in gorgeous clothes, like bright poisonous snakes, spitting out letters to attract people who come and go; there are also countless drunks, swordsmen with waists, and people from the rivers and lakes who wear veiled hats to cover their faces...

Bo An seemed to have discovered a new continent, and turned around in the alley curiously. This place is like a maze, and there is no end to it.

Until he saw a blue cloth banner at the entrance of a gambling house, with a three-headed dog embroidered with golden silk thread on the front, and three big characters written in small seal script on the back, "Sifanghui".

He looked at the two shirtless men standing outside the casino, hesitated for two seconds, and stepped forward.

Strong man: "Stop, this is the territory of the Sifanghui, no one is allowed to enter without a certificate!"

Bo An took out the wooden sign from his backpack. The strong man glanced at him and then at him again. He seemed to understand something, but he still waved his hand to let him go.

The villain opened the curtain and walked in. The inside was filled with smoke. There were several wooden tables on the right hand side, and a brazier was burning under the table. Some people were lying or sitting by the basin, holding a long tobacco rod in their hands.His expression was like a dream.

There are seven or eight gambling tables on the left hand side. The gamblers crowded in front of the tables, yelling "big" and "small". Extending inside, there is another curtain. After the curtain, there is a yard. There is a hole in the yard., Many people set up stalls, and there were weapons, ancient books and medicines on the stalls...

Those who watched were dazzled.

This is actually a "black market".

As soon as he came in, a mouse-faced man came over, rubbed his hands like a fly, and looked him up and down:

"This hero..."

Bo An looks out of place with the people here, he is too clean.

The villain took out the wooden sign of the Sifanghui from his backpack again.

Mouse-faced man: "When you come, you are a customer. Dare to ask if the customer wants to buy or sell?"

Two options pop up on the screen.

Bo An hesitated, he only had more than 300 Wen coins that he had just found out, but he had secret books and elixir.He chooses to sell.

Rat-faced man: "Hey, I don't know what the customer is going to sell? As long as you sell ancient weapon books here, as long as you sell them here, no one cares where you got them from. The Quartet will keep you safe, just... Hehe..."

The mouse-faced man rubbed his three fingers with a wretched expression.

Selling things here actually has to pay a stall fee, 100 Wen a day.

Bo An paid 100 Wen, and was taken to the courtyard. His stall was under a camellia plant. There was no light in the courtyard. Fortunately, there was a moon tonight, so people could be seen clearly.

In addition to the thugs guarding the door when they came in, there were also people walking back and forth with weapons on the surrounding roofs.

The details are really well done, this game.Thinking in his heart, Bo An clicked on the booth, and hung out the Qi Bu Qi Pills and Eagle Claw Kung Fu cheats in his backpack.

There are two copies of Eagle Claw Art, and he only hangs one. Although he doesn't need it, he subconsciously wants to keep one in his backpack.

Guest: "Eagle Claw Kungfu! Are you a descendant of the Skyhawk Sect?! No, no, the Skyhawk Sect has already been massacred, and even the Eagle Claw Kungfu has long been lost. Where are the descendants?"

A man wearing a black veiled cap stopped in front of his booth, his face could not be seen clearly, but his voice was full of excitement.

People who are buying or selling around seem to have been pressed the pause button, gradually like boiling water, their whispered discussions turned into bubbles hanging over their heads.

Bo An could see what they were talking about with a poke of his hand.

"The Heavenly Eagle Sect was exterminated fifteen years ago, right? Even the only heir was sold..."

"At the beginning, the two of them ran across the rivers and lakes, punishing evil and promoting good, and they made a big noise. In the end... oh, the trees fell and the monkeys scattered!"

Bo An watched intently, these people should be talking about the experience of the old man, right?He has already seen the updated character card of the strange old man, and knows that he seemed to be a righteous person when he was young, but then he made a wrong step, and turned himself into the current disgusting appearance for money.

I didn't expect to have a clue to the mission so soon.

Bo An manipulated the villain to make a questioning choice, "Do you know where the descendants of the Sky Eagle Sect were sold?"

Guest (laughing): "Who knows, maybe he's already dead!"

Guest: "One hundred taels, I bought this cheat book!"

Guest: "Sky Eagle Sect is an unpopular sect in the first place, and the Eagle Claw Kungfu can't hurt your hands anymore, so I'll just try to make a good fortune and keep a copy. If you don't sell it, I'll leave!"

Bo An thought he would be able to bargain with his reputation, but in the end he was cut down in embarrassment.

One hundred taels is one hundred taels!It was already a huge sum of money for him!

The money and the goods came together, and his money suddenly increased, and he suddenly felt a sense of joy of getting rich.

As soon as the mysterious guest with the veiled hat left, another majestic and bearded brawny man came.

He asked about the efficacy and price of the medicine, and readily paid forty taels of silver.

Bo An didn't rush to leave after selling his things, and turned himself into a buyer, walking around in the black market.

The people here either wear veils or veils, and the worst ones have fake beards for camouflage.Only Bo An, a little white, didn't know whether it was because he was a bold person with a high degree of art, or because he was upright and not afraid of the shadow, so he didn't do anything to cover up.

The things sold in the black market are evil and weird, not to mention poisons such as "Menghan medicine", "Biechang powder" and "Xinxin pill".

When he asked about the price, Bo An instantly felt that the one hundred taels in his backpack were not worth as much as a bunch of candied haws.

He is not interested in killing people, but he really needs some means of self-protection. He has not forgotten the reminder in the "diary" that he encountered a Demon Cult character who was almost killed.Already dead.

It's a pity that there is no poison prescription here, otherwise he can make it himself.

Bo An spent one hundred taels of silver to buy a bottle of "Mongolian Sweat Medicine", which is a must-have in the world; a bottle of "Chunsan", which may have miraculous effects when combined with "Shengzi Pill", and a pack of "Mandala Seeds x12".

Using datura seeds with other medicinal materials, maybe he can also figure out the prescription of sweating medicine. Bo An has already thought of the scene of the white money entering the account.

When he left the gambling house, the moon was on the head of the willow, and he returned along the same road, without noticing the black shadow following closely behind him.

Control the villain to return to the medicine hall, close the door, and the time in the game has reached midnight, and it is time to water the fields.

After watering only nine plots of land, his physical strength was almost exhausted.

Bo An had no choice but to let the villain go back to the empty bedroom with only one bed left to rest.

He put down the game console and rubbed his sore eye sockets.

It's already eleven o'clock, and he usually goes to bed around ten o'clock.Sure enough, the happy time is short-lived.

The Panax notoginseng in the medicine field has grown half a meter high, the carrots have grown green tassels, and the pumpkins have also bloomed.

He looked and looked reluctantly, thinking that he would go to the strange old man tomorrow to see if he could find out who he sold the child to, and gradually he became sleepy, and murmured:

"Good night."

The night is as cool as water.

An unexpected visitor came to the dilapidated medicine hut. The visitor was thin and small, rummaging around in the courtyard like a mouse.The master of the medicine hall was unprepared, there was no trap, no poison, and even the window of the bedroom was wide open. The man in white lay quietly on the bamboo bed, with his hands crossed on his lower abdomen.

This sleeping position, are you asleep or not?

He tiptoed over the window without even blowing a gust of wind. At a glance, the room was pitifully clean.

"Could it be on your body?" The mouse-faced man stepped on the bamboo bed and was about to reach out when his neck suddenly felt cold.

He wiped it subconsciously, blood was stained on his finger, and he turned around, "You..."

At some point behind him, a tall man appeared, his expression was indifferent, looking at him was like looking at a pile of dead meat.

"Hello, do you need to see a doctor?"

The man in white on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, put his hands behind his back, and stared at the rat-faced man who made a "grunt" sound with a smile, as if he was treating a patient who needed love and care.

"Save..." The rat-faced man had a strong desire to survive, and he stretched out his hand to Bo An expectantly.

"Someone disturbs your sleep, you are not angry, he asks you for help, you decide to save him

It is detected that there is no hemostatic pill in the player's backpack, and Mongolian sweat medicine has been used"

The rat-faced man quickly lost consciousness and fell to the ground. The violent movement caused the bloodline on his neck to split, his body twitched, and he died soon.

"Heal the thief, get the night clothes, and increase the evil value by +10"

Bo An was silent for a while, turned over and got out of bed, and began to pick off the night clothes on the thief.

Liang Jiang couldn't stand it any longer, his eyes were mocking, and the soft sword in his hand pointed directly at Bo An's right neck.

As long as it is one inch down, Bo An will lie on the ground like a mouse-faced man, letting out bloody fireworks.

"You doctor, you are too vicious!"