Burning Incense In Prison: Mistaken For A Fortune Teller

"Master Hu, please speak."

Zhao Yi's interest also rose and he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold across the street.

"Anyway, my goal is your land deed. It's useless to keep the worthless barren mountain. Your goal is to clear your grievances. As long as you give me the land deed of Fulong Mountain, I will let the real murderer surrender."

"How about I give you another billion as a subsidy and everyone will be happy."

The person on the other side of the phone spoke slowly, and you could feel the sincerity through the screen.

"no problem!"

Zhao Yi agreed without thinking, and said very happily: "The land deed of Fulong Mountain is kept in the prison. Tomorrow Master Hu will just send someone to get it. I can't stay in this wretched place for a day. One hundred million is enough to sleep flat for the rest of my life!”

"Do you...think I'm an idiot?"

Master Hu was so angry at Zhao Yi that his throat felt like it had been rubbed with sandpaper, which made people around him feel uncomfortable: "The nineteen people sent in don't know each other. If you can find them all, if I send someone there, , what should you do if you follow the clues and find me?"

"The two of us are already fighting to the death."

"Don't think that this ability has no solution. Whatever you gain will be lost. Frequent use will also have a great impact. You are not the only one who worships the Immortal Family in Yuncheng. In the future, I will send people there frequently to see what you can do. Hold on till how long!”

The call was disconnected while I was talking, and when I called back, it showed that I was no longer in the service area.

Zhao Yi looked at Li Botao standing aside: "Can you use the phone number to find out the specific location?"

Li Botao shrugged regretfully: "I immediately asked a friend to check, but there is a high probability that it is a phone card with no real name. It is estimated that it will be difficult to gain anything."

"Everyone knows that he came to Yuncheng five years ago and unified the underworld in a very short period of time, but no one knows what he looks like. He usually relies on phone calls, and only a few close friends come out to do things."

"Who are his confidants?"

Zhao Yi became more and more curious about Master Hu's identity, and actually guessed that he was worshiping the Immortal Family, otherwise he would not have said that you are not the only one who worships the Immortal Family in Yuncheng.

Sadly, it really has no impact.

Frequently sending people inside is a good thing, and it means adding merit to the prison.

Li Botao is the warden of Yuncheng Prison. He deals with prisoners every day and knows these things very well: "They are all big gangsters in Yuncheng. Before Mr. Hu came, they had a huge territory. I don't know why they surrendered."

Zhao Yi stopped talking and rubbed his chin.

It was getting late, so he went back to the room alone. The two kittens were already asleep. When they heard Zhao Yi coming back, they almost curled up into a fur ball.

Lying in bed without feeling sleepy, his phone lit up again. Someone sent a message. Zhao Yi glanced at it and closed it, then came to the rooftop alone. The Blood Yang Iron Crystal was here and had to be tempered every night.

After all, the Blood Yang Iron Crystal is also a rare thing. If the golden flames weren't so outrageous, Zhao Yi's current state alone wouldn't be able to damage it in a hundred years.

"Heaven and earth are furnaces, all things are copper, Yin and Yang are charcoal, and creation is work!"

Zhao Yi let out a low shout and wanted to burn the outermost layer.

The Blood Yang Iron Crystal in front of me is of course not pure. It is equivalent to a piece of initial gold ore and needs to be smelted before it can be used.

What he wanted to cultivate was a magical power that he had seen before, called Gengjin Qi.

The Gengjin Qi was accidentally obtained by the Taoist Stone Spirit who was seriously injured by an enemy five million years ago on the Immortal Meteorite.

After practicing, you can generate a breath of Geng gold energy in your lungs. As long as you swallow the rare gold, you can continuously accumulate it. It is worse than the flying sword of a swordsman. When you spit it out, it can sweep through the sky like waves and starlight for hundreds of millions of miles!

The Dedao Stone Spirit used this magical power to return to the pinnacle of his realm and dominate a star field. He spent thousands of years collecting rare gold and cultivating it to the extreme, transforming into a half-step immortal-killing flying knife, which can kill people of the same level as a piece of grass!

In his later years, he passed it to Xiao Shiling, but he was jealous of many forces and would use any means to obtain it.

The little stone spirit had not grown to maturity, and was immediately severely damaged by a surprise attack. At the critical moment, he chose to self-destruct. The magical power of Gengjin Qi was completely cut off and lost in the long river of time!

Zhao Yi had noticed it a long time ago, but there were no conditions at that time.

Although ordinary steel can be used instead, it will take at least tens of millions or billions of tons to refine the lowest quality Geng Gold Qi!

But now that he has this blood-yang iron crystal the size of a washbasin, using the rich yin energy in the prison as firewood, and activating his true spiritual golden flame, Zhao Yi has 99% confidence in tempering a very high-quality weapon. Gengjin Qi!

"It is still necessary to set up the Xiao Qing Ming Formation as soon as possible, which can at least reduce the time by two-thirds."

Zhao Yi was practicing while talking, and his progress was not lost at all.

I guessed how the mysterious Mr. Tiger restrained those big bastards and was willing to do things under his hands. I just received a message from He Qinghong and found a treasure that seemed to be a medicinal cauldron. I happened to stop by to verify the authenticity.

In fact, what he was more curious about was the level of strength of the person who worked with Master Hu and was enshrined in the Immortal Family.

A faint fish belly white gradually appeared on the horizon. Zhao Yi returned to the room from the balcony, and Hu Xiaokang came over to deliver breakfast.

Now the appetite of the two kittens has increased greatly. Simple cat food cannot satisfy them. They eat dozens of kilograms of fresh beef every meal.

The Demon King's mind-tempering method is extremely overbearing. You must not cut off blood food, otherwise your internal organs will be shattered. The corresponding body size will grow by a circle every day, and the room will not be able to fit in a few weeks.

Still wearing pure white casual clothes, Zhao Yi looked in the mirror and combed his new hairstyle. Gradually, his facial features changed, and the sides of his face became tougher. He didn't stop until he was far different from his original appearance.

He has a very ordinary appearance and cannot be photographed in a crowd.

Zhao Yi's eyes were shining with satisfaction. Even though he was wearing a mask, Mr. Yan tried it on, and asked him to practice a transformation technique after he came back. He could temporarily change his face. This might not be hidden from warriors with keen senses, but for ordinary people, That's enough.

"You guys take good care of your house today, I'm going out for a trip."

The two kittens watched curiously. Although their faces had changed, they still had a familiar aura, and they nodded their heads obediently.

To avoid unplanned accidents, before Zhao Yi left the prison, he also drew a dummy that looked exactly like himself, so that there would be no flaws during the inspection.

Out of the prison gate.

A sky blue Bentley had been waiting for a long time. Zhao Yi opened the door and sat in the back. Gu Qingqing, who was in the driver's seat, turned around and frowned for a second before relaxing: "Every time I see you, I give people new surprises."

Zhao Yi smiled and did not answer, but changed the topic and said: "The information you gave is still behind. I already know about Mr. Hu, and we had a friendly exchange last night."

After he left that day, Lu Qingqing went all out to investigate.

It was discovered that it might be closely related to Master Hu, and one of his confidants, Liu Laowai, who opened more than a dozen underground casinos, was discovered by the Gu family. The Gu family found out that he suddenly lost several younger brothers, and they are still missing.

"You lied to me?"

Gu Qingqing stared at Zhao Yi suspiciously, her eyes very impatient. She sent him a message last night and agreed to meet at the prison gate today.

She knew that Zhao Yi could tell fortunes. Maybe it was just now that Zhao Yi knew the name of Lord Tiger.

Zhao Yi reluctantly handed over his mobile phone: "You can check last night's call. I have recorded the audio. There is a lie. I will never be able to clear my grievances."