MTL - It’s Obviously a Life Skill, But You Developed It Into a Magical Skill-Chapter 147v100 The fourth level of breaking the delusion, the sudden sword light (please

Chapter 147: The fourth level of delusion, the sudden sword flash (please subscribe)

To be honest, Zhou An really didn't do anything. The glance he gave Deng Song just now was just an ordinary glance, because he felt that Deng Song was not normal.

But he really just glanced at it. He never expected that after this glance, Deng Song would spit out blood.

Is it possible that this thing is fake?

There are also people in Dachu who have porcelain?

Zhou An thought deeply, and then pulled out the cold crystal knife.

Yan Sifu on the side was shocked when he saw this. He hurriedly touched Zhou An's arm and said: "Brother Zhou, don't be impulsive. It's just vomiting blood. This is normal. Who doesn't vomit some blood these days, don't you think so?"

To be honest, Yan Sifu understands Zhou An’s temper best.

This dear friend actually drew a knife when he had a disagreement, and drawing a knife was not a threat, it was really about chopping people into mincemeat.

Think about it, how many whole corpses have there been since Zhou An’s debut?

 Beside the dining table, there was a middle-aged woman and a seven or eight-year-old child sitting.

From Zhou An's perspective, Chen Zhufeng's face was extremely pale.

He felt a cold breath in the yard, and then, when he came to the yard, he saw a strange and strange thing staring at him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Zhufeng turned his head with a look of surprise on his face.

 So this also offended the emperor and issued this order.

Zhou An felt that as there were more and more people in the industry, the jurisdiction would become more and more chaotic.

That great fortune teller committed suicide to see the emperor's face.

And every time he goes home, his little cub will happily come up and hold his lap, calling him daddy.

Even though the wound on the back is so horrific, it is actually not difficult for people in the industry to recover.

 【Eye of Breaking Illusions lv.4 (Detection +2, Breaking Illusions +2): 1/60000】

 Before his eyes, the surrounding scenery became more detailed.

Zhou An squatted at the corner of the street and watched a common man passing by. After observing the common man's expression, everything in front of him finally changed.

 There are also many people in the industry coming and going.

　　The most important thing is to seize the time and improve your liver proficiency quickly.

  “Is it permissive?”

 Chen Zhufeng's eyes were closed tightly, but he still held the black knife on his chest and lay on the ground.

At that time, even if my aunt turned into a weirdo, she still wanted her own money.

 It turns out that the rules were set by the emperor, so it makes sense.

Zhou An touched his chin and asked, "What did you mean by what you just said about a person without form?"

Yan Sifu frowned.

 They are all simple side dishes.

 It is also a good thing to know about it in advance.

This movement was a bit large, and Chen Zhufeng instantly pulled out the black knife.

At this time, Yan Sifu's attitude had changed. He looked at Deng Song with a cold look in his eyes: "According to the laws of the Chu Kingdom, the first violation will result in fifty rods."

 Zhou An showed a true expression.

 But at this moment, he saw something terrifying that he would never forget in his life.

 After all, a young man who is very rich and has good temperament can also chat. How could such a person not be remembered by the people?

Yan Sifu retracted his right foot and said calmly: "I'm warning you, if you mess with Brother Zhou, be careful of turning into a pile of meat one day. This is my last warning. If something happens, don't blame me. I didn’t give you a reminder.”

It is getting darker and darker, and the people have gone home.

Suppose the Taoist priest in front of you says that the formless person is a particularly important existence, or that he has some secrets, or that he causes some trouble.

After this skill reaches level 5, its attributes will be doubled, which will make it impossible for those who play dirty tricks to escape.

However, Deng Song’s eyes flickered.

Zhou An also discovered that there is something different about today’s streets.

 At this moment, Zhou An stood up.

Moreover, there are not only people walking on the street, but also policemen.

 Everyone is here to make a fortune.

 …

Thinking of this, he looked at Deng Song and said.

The oil lamp was already lit in the room, and as soon as Zhao Si came in, he smelled a familiar fragrance.

 After returning home, Zhou An maintained this routine for many days.

 They stared at the food on the table without saying a word.

He was frightened and couldn't help shouting.

Deng Song showed a bitter smile and said helplessly: "Master Zhou misunderstood. I didn't touch porcelain. I just did something and suffered backlash."

At this time, Zhou An stuck the knife on the ground, looked at the strange thing that turned into a pile of ashes in front of him, and yawned.

 But he did not regret it at all, but was very happy.

　　After doing all this, the members of the town army exited the room.

“If one day I can become a person like Mr. Zhou, I will also be like Mr. Zhou.” Zhao Si thought this and had already arrived at the door.

Deng Song raised his head, his face pale because he had vomited blood.

However, in Zhou An's eyes, all this is just a way to delay death.

Hearing this, Zhou An put away the cold crystal knife. After all, people are unpredictable, and they have to be careful these days.

It's just that face, so dull that it seems to have no emotion.

 Zhou An raised his eyebrows: "Who hurt you?"

 This last sentence was said to the front.

This kind of appearance is called a person without appearance.

Every slight change will take the person's future to another place, so people who have no form are extremely terrifying.

This wound is extremely neat, it was scratched by a sharp instrument, and the bone is deeply visible.

 “Deficiency of Qi and blood, excessive blood loss.”

 After all, it’s either minced meat or powder. It’s pretty good to be able to leave the whole body intact.

"This is a knife wound, and the Qi was caused by a swing of the knife." Zhou An could tell the difference just by looking at it.

"I would like to ask Mr. Zhou to help me. I would like to record the characteristics of the phaseless person in detail. After all, there are not even ancient books left by the ancestors. If it can be recorded, it will definitely leave a rich and colorful mark in our ancient books. One stroke.”

 Chen Zhufeng thought for a moment, and his face became a little angry: "He is a traitor from Tiandao Pavilion, and is known as the Sword Maniac in the world!"

 Those who can be related to the Hengtong Chamber of Commerce are definitely not ordinary people.

 This made him even more curious.

　It was late at night before I returned home.

 Pengci, what kind of porcelain are you touching?

He also thought about it just now. Even if there is a gathering of scheming people, people in the industry would not dare to come and cause trouble.

 Who is a fortune teller who has never been beaten?

Yan Sifu nodded: "One thing comes to another, Brother Zhou, since I have seen this matter, I will never let him go through it like this."

 But he didn't dare to say it, because he knew that there was definitely a big secret in that fog.

“It’s truly a gathering of conspirators. There’s been so much noise before it even started, right?”

 He saw a mist on Zhou An's face. The mist was like a terrifying monster, swallowing up everything around him.

 Chen Zhufeng clasped his fists again and wanted to leave.

 Some people even carry a variety of weapons, and you can tell at a glance that they are people in the martial arts industry.

 When the cup of tea bottomed out, Chen Zhufeng woke up leisurely.

As soon as he sat down, he felt a cold wind blowing over him.

　　There have been guild gatherings in other places before, so they are naturally experienced in dealing with them.

"Physiotherapists are a branch of the Taoist sect. This sect pays attention to reading faces and knowing destiny. However, there is a strict rule. They must not use it on everyone in the profession at will, otherwise they will be punished by the Suppressing Secretary."

 It seemed to pull his soul into the fog.

　　While they were inspecting, at this time, not far from this street, in a remote alleyway, there was the room where Zhou An lived.

Even those who are masters of skills will come to the Gui Gathering. If they can memorize one or two skills, they may be able to use them one day.

The terror of the fog frightened him.

Zhou An thought about it for a while, and after having dinner, he returned home temporarily.

 So the conspirators will appear in the eyes of those in the industry. Although there is danger, the opportunities outweigh the dangers.

 Zhou An then left Zhenguisi.

 But now the weather is getting darker again, and there are obviously fewer and fewer people on the streets.

 But before he could finish this action, Chen Zhufeng, who was standing on the wall, suddenly fell down from the wall and lay upright in the garden.

Yan Sifu nodded: "There once was a great fortune-teller who looked at your Majesty's face without your permission. As a result, the great fortune-teller's meridians were severed and died. Your Majesty was furious because of this. This rule was enacted.”

 The leading member nodded and suddenly asked: "What time is this?"

Zhou An thought, there will definitely be something strange happening in the gathering of ghosts, and Yan Sifu also said before that this thing will happen from time to time before the gathering of ghosts appears.

"I'm sorry that I came back a little late today, but I made a lot of money, and Mr. Zhou still gave me more as usual." Zhao Si closed the door and babbled.

 According to the description in the classics of the founder of Kaipai, if you have this kind of appearance, there will be countless possibilities.

As soon as he woke up, he jumped up from the ground, put his hand on the handle of the black knife, and looked around with a wary expression.

If one day, there is a person who can keep the whole body in Zhou An's hands, he will probably be praised by others if word spreads about it.

So out of curiosity, I used Qingyun Temple's unique skill and took a look at Zhou An's face.

 The look in the eyes of the mother and daughter in front of him made him feel uncomfortable.

To be honest, if Deng Song hadn't acted bravely and rescued the girl, Yan Sifu would have kicked him out.

 No one wants your own money.

 Here only the oil lamp came into the house, sharp and frightening.

  After all, this is an opportunity, and it is a big opportunity for people in the industry, especially martial arts masters.

“Today that young master came to my noodle stall again to eat noodles, and he also gave me two more rewards. Mr. Zhou is really a good man.”

 He still has to think carefully about how to upgrade.

 People with this kind of appearance will also have countless unimaginable futures.

  But if he really is such a person, it is impossible for him to have no reputation in the world.

 The most eye-catching thing was the black knife inserted between the young man's arms when he crossed his arms.

 Two members of the town's secret forces dragged Deng Song away.

 Zhou An's situation has been recorded in the ancient books of Qingyun Temple.

 Zhou An released his hand and put the cold crystal knife into the pink money bag.

 These days, martial arts are really well hidden.

 In fact, when he asked just now, he already had an idea.

  After all, from the bottom of his heart, he and Zhou An had experienced life and death.

 The whole process happens very quickly.

"Are you a little unhappy because I came back late? You have no choice but to make money. Otherwise, how will this family live?" Zhao Si said to himself, and finally came to sit down where he had placed the bowl. .

Moreover, this kind of thing happened in the middle of the night, and the recent conspiracy gathering was about to start. Zhou An felt that he had to pay attention to everything.

 Since there will be many weird things before the spooks appear, they must be careful.

The six or seven-year-old child next to him picked up the bowl and chopsticks and picked up a plate of food on the table.

He estimated that the government office was also cooperating with the Suppression and Control Bureau to carry out corresponding prevention and control measures.

These people were also traveling, and they were walking in the direction of the inn in Tingyun Mansion. It was obvious that they wanted to stay there.

Everyone present could hear clearly that these words indeed came from Deng Song’s mouth.

As for the future that is said to be subject to many changes, who can say for sure about the future?

 “This fifty-year plan is not very comfortable.” Zhou An said with a smile as he listened to Deng Song’s screams.

"That's what fortune tellers are like. They will look at everyone they meet. If not for His Majesty's strict orders, they will look at all the dogs passing by. This is an old habit."

 If the guild party has not come by then, he is thinking of upgrading this skill to level five.

Deng Song shook his head: "Actually, I was surprised because it was the first time I met him. The ancestor's books at that time didn't say whether the formless person is important or not. It just said that the future will be changeable."

 Zhao Si looked over.

Zhao Si talked for a long time, but no one answered him. He thought it was nothing, so he went to the basin to wash his hands, wiped them with an old rag, and then came to the dining table.

On the way back, Zhao Si was thinking while carrying the burden.

 After Deng Song said this, before Zhou An could express anything, Yan Sifu on the side spoke first.

When Zhou An saw this scene, he touched his chin and thought: "It seems that this gathering of ghosts has indeed attracted a lot of people."

 The key point is that the Taoist priest didn't do anything. If he really wanted to chop it, it would be difficult for him to do it.

Deng Song, who was still vomiting blood, finally calmed down a little. When he heard Zhou An say this, his eyes darkened and he almost fainted.

This vegetable is really twisting.

This person has no evil intentions, and he does not show any murderous intent towards him.

How can someone who becomes an emperor these days be allowed to watch as he pleases?

After Zhou An left, Deng Song, who had been beaten fifty times, limped up.

 After a while, Zhou An found a chair and sat on it, waiting patiently.

Tonight, Zhou An was still thinking about how to improve the Eye of Delirium, but before he could figure it out, he felt something was wrong.

The oil lamp flickered in the room, and there were rice and several plates of dishes on the dining table next to it.

Zhou An felt that this was reasonable, as no one would be beaten to death with a stick.

 So Zhou An turned the cold crystal knife in his hand and asked, "What do you want, sir?"

There is also a special layer of Qi wrapped around the wound, which prevents the wound from healing while still seeping inside.

Zhou An frowned: "Is this how you treat your savior?"

Either Zhou An has a strong background or deep strength.

The other self standing on the ground heard his shout, and suddenly his mouth opened, and his mouth was filled with foul-smelling sewage.

This skill is not far away from level four, and he estimates that he will be able to achieve his goal in a while.

Zhao Si was slightly startled. The thing staring at him in front of him actually looked exactly like him.

At that moment, Deng Song risked injury to cut off this connection. After cutting off, the backlash immediately appeared.

 He rubbed his eyes vigorously and tried to stand up.

 It’s different now.

 And his sight fell on the fog, which was impossible to penetrate.

When I went home in the past, although my daughter-in-law would complain a few words, it was just a complaint, and she never said a word.

And it's just a guess made by the founder of the Qingyun Guan sect, and he hasn't even actually seen this appearance.

 In fact, the reason why Yan Sifu pulled Deng Song down so quickly to beat him was also for protection.

This self stretched out its hand towards him.

Several members successively took care of the aftermath and brought everything back to its original track.

 How did I become a loser?

The feet are wearing tattered shoes and tattered socks.

 “Can it still be so strict?”

On that street, everyone knows Mr. Zhou An.

 Zhou An touched his chin and said, "Really?"

 But his legs were weak and he sat down directly on the ground.

Yan Sifu turned his head and said seriously: "There is a rule among those in our profession, especially for those in the branch of fortune telling."

Chen Zhufeng took a deep breath, knowing that he had overreacted, and apologized quickly: "I'm sorry, I have been chased by someone, so I am very nervous. I have some troubles. Can you tell me where Zhenguisi is? ?”

 The energy in Zhou An's body flowed for a while, and the skill of Medical Gu Seed was activated.

 If this person has a problem, just cut him off with a knife.

 Because it would have been just one night at that time, and he would have turned into a corpse.

Smoke slowly appeared in front of my eyes, and finally a line of text condensed.

 As long as the remaining things on it are removed, Chen Zhufeng's life will not be in danger.

 He told everything he knew.

He was really afraid that Zhou An would chop the Taoist priest in half with a knife.

Not far in front of him, stood a man in black.

Looking at the hands getting closer and closer, Zhao Si rolled his eyes and fainted.

Zhao Si is an ordinary citizen in Tingyun Mansion. He is carrying a load and heading home at the moment.

Yan Sifu's face became extremely serious, and he waved to the two members of the Zhensi Si next to him.

 Because of the recent gathering of conspirators, Tingyun Mansion has also become the focus.

Zhou An can clearly feel this. This feeling comes from the journey from Anding County to this place. Zhou An believes it very much.

 Zhao Si was very moved, because this Mr. Zhou looked like an ordinary person, and he didn’t even have any airs about ordinary people like them.

At that moment, Deng Song knew that if he was really caught, his soul would be destroyed and he would become a corpse.

He is not very tall, but because he is standing on the roof, he cannot see his height from this angle.

Zhou An couldn't understand the situation, but he felt like he couldn't go home. After all, something happened.

As a result, the young man holding the black knife stood on the wall very pretentiously, with his arms folded, looking at him with a very serious look.

A few people did not stop and continued to patrol.

 He realized something was wrong.

 “Eat vegetables, eat vegetables…”

 The reason is very simple. He has reached the sixth level of Pao Dingding's sword skills, and he is already outstanding in sword skills.

Those who are good fortune tellers and keep their mouth shut will live the longest.

"I don't have a big name, and I don't have any lords. I'm just an ordinary person. It's getting late, so go back quickly." Zhou An waved his hand and turned around to leave.

 The next day, Zhou An got up early, had breakfast, and ran to the street to heal his eyes as usual.

It was a plate of vegetables, but when the child put his chopsticks on it, the vegetables twisted a little.

Just when he fell, he hit his head on the ground and saw a pair of feet appearing next to him.

 Maybe something will go wrong by then.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Si subconsciously looked in the direction of the cold wind, and saw his wife and son, both looking at him with straight eyes.

Hearing this, the leading member of the Suppression Division looked solemn: "Take care of the aftermath, and then continue patrolling quickly."

 In fact, Deng Song has always been curious, because from the first time he met Zhou An until now, the entire town and government have been very respectful to Zhou An, and even Yan Sifu has called Zhou An a brother-in-law.

 The Qi in Zhou An's body became extremely violent, swallowing up all the Qi in the wound.

Deng Song was dejected and was pulled down by two members of the Suppression Force.

 The leading member of the Suppression Division said seriously: "Take a look to see if there are any casualties among the people."

He didn't finish his words because he saw Yan Sifu raising his feet again and quickly suppressed his words.

 Suppress the scheming?

 Zhou An touched his chin, and then pointed in the direction: "It's right at that location."

 Under the trance of the oil lamp, the faces of the middle-aged woman and the child flickered in and out.

 Hearing this, Zhou An was quite surprised.

After these words were spoken, the young man who had been holding the black knife looked back.

Chen Zhufeng said: "Have you ever had any confrontations with a manipulative person?"

 To put it more casually, harmony is valued, and harmony brings wealth.

 “In that case, I’ll leave first.”

When Deng Song heard this, the bitterness on his face became even stronger: "I just used Qingyun Temple's best physiognomy to show Mr. Zhou, but I ended up asking for trouble."

Of course, none of this has anything to do with Zhou An. He honestly focused on his proficiency and ate as usual.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Zhao Si didn't realize that his voice was trembling.

 At the dinner table, a middle-aged woman and a child of six or seven years old rolled their eyes and fainted directly on the table.

 Especially his six or seven-year-old son, he is Zhao Si's heartthrob.

 When he turned Chen Zhufeng over, he discovered that there was a long wound on Chen Zhufeng's back, from his right shoulder to his waist.

When Zhou An heard this, he continued to ask: "Have you ever said whether this kind of weight is important?"

 Chen Zhufeng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhou An, but his hand was still on the knife handle.

Zhou An turned Chen Zhufeng over and let him lie on the ground. Then, he used the cold crystal knife as a bridge to ferry Qi in.

 But it still lingered on Zhou An's right hand.

 But now that he heard that the person without form was only because he had never discovered it before, Deng Song was so surprised, so he gave up the idea.

 So Zhao Si and Zhou An met many times.

 He has been seriously injured.

 “Is there anything specific about the formless person you are talking about?”

As expected, Zhou An even poured a cup of tea and drank it slowly.

He is a low-key person who just wants to quietly improve his liver proficiency, so if nothing happens, Zhou An doesn't want to cause any conflicts. He just wants to go back and think carefully about how to improve the Eye of Deception.

Zhou An has a suspicion, but has not confirmed it.

 “The third one started.”

This time, I will also enter a guild gathering. To be honest, it may cause some unnecessary trouble with the indulgent ones.

 The man is very young, about twenty-four or five years old. He has an ordinary appearance, but he has a different temperament.

  Yan Sifu nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

 So Zhou An didn't take it seriously, prepared to draw his sword, and killed him easily.

 Zhou An nodded: "Get it down and fight."

 In an instant, Zhou An saw Chen Zhufeng's problem, stepped forward, and turned Chen Zhufeng over.

At this time, people were already coming and going on the streets, and there were lively scenes everywhere.

 His way of making a living in Tingyun Mansion is selling noodles.

Zhou An touched his chin and looked at the dark night sky. Then, dragging Chen Zhufeng's collar, he walked towards the house.

Who will pick the trouble?

Yan Sifu continued: "And it is very rude and shameful to use it to people in the industry."

 A stove and a pot maintain a family's livelihood.

At this time, although Chen Zhufeng was unconscious, he relied on instinct and used the energy in his body to resist.

 There is a good wife and a son at home. At this time, Zhao Si was tired for a day and was ready to take a rest.

  After all, it is really rude for you to use physiognomy to see others without permission.

If this Qi penetrates into Chen Zhufeng's wound, Chen Zhufeng's internal organs will be swallowed clean by this Qi in an instant.

The young man with Heidao spoke slowly, speaking at a very slow speed, which sounded extremely pretentious to Zhou An: "I am in the Tiandao Pavilion, Chen Zhufeng, and I have not asked for your name."

Moreover, it is important for a person to do his own thing in his position, so Deng Song should not be able to escape this attack.

 Being able to see formless people is very cost-effective, just a beating.

 The middle-aged woman suddenly spoke, her voice hoarse, like wood scraping against the ground.

 They plan to continue patrolling.

It took Deng Song a while to recover. After getting up from the ground, he said with a resentful face: "But I really want to..."

 After pulling Chen Zhufeng into the house, Zhou An closed the door.

 But before he could even take two steps, Zhou An's words came out.

Several members nodded, checked it over, and then said: "Fortunately, the yin energy has entered the body, but it is not very deep. We arrived in time, and there is nothing wrong."

If he can't tell it at a glance, then his proficiency will be in vain.

Zhou An thought, now he still has to continue to improve.

Deng Song excitedly grabbed Yan Sifu when he came up and asked, "Master Yan, where is Master Zhou?"

In Zhao Si's eyes, he knew that Zhou An's status must be high, because he saw some people from the Hengtong Chamber of Commerce often running around on the street where Zhou An was.

Deng Song usually has nothing to do in the Taoist temple, and he often hears various rumors in the world.

Before he could pull out the knife and take action, suddenly, the young man holding the black knife jumped up from the wall, and then solved the mystery.

Yan Sifu nodded: "Using a special board, even people in the industry can't stand it. This is already the first time, and it needs to be kept for records. If it is discovered again the second time, it will be locked up directly." In the dungeon, if you release it after a while, the third discovery will gradually deepen.”

 Zhou An has always felt a little crazy about this organization, and now it seems that he is planning to cause trouble again.

 He probably has to find an opportunity to get rid of this hidden danger.

“What else do you want to do with Mr. Zhou?” Yan Sifu asked.

  Recently, all the members of the Zhensi Division, including some of the Yamen's police officers, have been seconded and patrolled every place in turn.

 “It’s done again.” Zhou An stretched out and sighed.

 Zhou An raised his eyebrows and said, "Master Yan, what does this mean?"

This feeling had never happened before, and then a dark and cold arm grew out of the mist, grabbing him tightly.

 Two members of the Suppression Force immediately stepped forward and restrained Deng Song.

In addition to ordinary people, there are also some people who are obviously different from the people in Tingyun Mansion in terms of dressing.

Deng Song didn't finish his words, he fell to the ground and started twitching.

  For example, when you need to exchange these good skills for something.

Zhou An also knew that Yan Sifu looked fat and kind, but he was actually a person who strictly abided by the rules.

Zhao Si turned his head subconsciously and saw a familiar face staring at him from top to bottom.

 Anyway, I have nothing to do recently. Since some conspirators have appeared and I have been stared at, I will talk about it when I can go in.

He suddenly had a feeling that maybe he was not a formless person.

 He pushed open the door skillfully and entered, carrying a load and placing it in the corner.

He didn't think there was anything wrong at first. Once it was solved, it was solved. It didn't matter if he didn't take action, so he planned to go back to the room to continue.

 At this rhythm point, there is no one else but Zong Xing who dares to stir things up.

He knew Zhou An's temper very well, and he couldn't do anything for fear that Zhou An would cause trouble and kill someone.

 Hearing this, Zhou An suddenly realized.

Taking a fortune teller without permission is equivalent to investigating someone else's family background without their permission. Deng Song admitted it, but felt it was worth it.

However, before that, Zhou An wanted to ask.

Zhao Si’s stall on that street is the easiest stall for Zhou An to visit.

Just as the hands were getting closer and closer to him, suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the door, and several members of the Zhensi broke in from the door. With random swords, they split the standing Zhao Si into several pieces.

"Don't be so nervous, I saved you." Zhou An put down the tea cup and smashed his mouth.

 For example, if a person in a certain industry does something, he feels that it is impossible for a master to be without any troubles.

 Some day.

 The dark night was like ink, the moonlight was like water, and the whole night passed like this.

Because Chen Zhufeng's Qi couldn't resist it at all, and was slowly being devoured by the Qi from the wound.

Now that he has figured out what happened, Zhou An plans to go back and work on his skills for a while.

 Zhao Si was very sure that he had read it correctly.

On the right hand is the cold crystal knife.

 Although it is the time of the guild gathering, the people in the trade are just looking for resources and will not cause trouble.

Soon, screams came from somewhere in Zhenguisi.

Deng Song seemed to know this law, but he didn't resist at all and allowed the members of the town to drag him along like this.

Zhou An was pulled by Yan Sifu, thought for a moment, pointed at Deng Song with his left hand, and said: "You Taoist priest, don't even think about touching porcelain with me. I just glanced at you. If you really want to touch porcelain, I will Give you a knife."

 In the room, the flame of the oil lamp was swaying.

The scene in front of him was so weird that Zhao Si couldn't bear it.

 Zhao Si likes the most when he comes home from a busy day and has a hot meal.

Some corners that could not be seen before can no longer be seen under the eyes of Deliang, and everything becomes clear.

 Some things are like this. When the interests reach a certain level, although the so-called risks are not weakened, in the eyes of those who pursue interests, these risks are no longer called risks.

 Zhou An nodded and said, "Tell me, who is coming? I'm quite interested."

Under the illumination of the oil lamp, his eyes seemed to be looking at a piece of wood. Along with the cold wind that just appeared, Zhao Si felt an inexplicable chill on his back.

 Chen Zhufeng fell into deep thought and didn't know whether he should tell Zhou An.

Zhou An knew that this person must be a person in the industry. He might have noticed something strange along the way and came to solve it.

 Set up stalls every day.

As soon as these words were spoken, a blood-red sword energy appeared from outside the door and shot toward Chen Zhufeng.

The next episode will start soon. Many people have gone to fever clinics recently. Everyone must take good care of themselves. I was also hit, with a sore throat and cough, but I was fine. It didn’t affect my coding, so I continued to persevere.

　　

　　

 (End of this chapter)