Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

It doesn’t matter if you absorb Yin Qi for the first time or absorb Yin Qi for the tenth time...

No matter how many times Han Yi absorbs Yin Qi, it will give him a sense of pleasure that arises spontaneously from the inside out, just like eating a stick of ice cream on a 39-degree scorching summer day. satisfy.

"As for this "unreasonable thing"..." Han Yi looked at the scroll with a diagram of the human body's meridians and text annotations in front of him, with a trace of hesitation on his face.

After absorbing the blood money, he has determined that this secret technique, no, this evil method is definitely a crooked way!

He was hesitant about what to do with this thing.

After a moment of silence, Han Yi put the object back into the box and buried it deeply in the deepest part of the cabinet.

No matter what, this item was left by Bai Yuechou after all, and he had no right to interfere.

Besides, without the most critical ingredients of medicine and blood money, "Wang Feitian" is just a useless little trick...

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black market.

In the early morning, the sky was white and clear, and he looked like a fat boy of seven or eight months old, very cute.

Bang bang bang!

As the leader of the Internal Affairs Hall finished his last words, the elders who followed him, including Elder Huang Ze, stood out and applauded one after another.

Han Yi, who was watching on the sidelines, and Cai Yu, Lin Ping, and Wang Dong followed the crowd and clapped hard with expressionless faces.

Crackling!

The sound of firecrackers exploded, yellow flames exploded, gunpowder smoke was thick, and red confetti flew all over the sky, as if looking forward to the prosperous black market business and financial resources in the new year.

The orange light shines on everyone's face, revealing smiling faces.

Good luck opening the market and good luck!

With the departure of the head of the Internal Affairs Hall and the elders Huang Ze, the black market has officially begun operations!

But Han Yi's face was still expressionless.

He still felt a slight dislike for the opening of the black market from the bottom of his heart as always. It wasn't that he hated the complicated process of the opening ceremony, but...

He glanced at the crowd of fang bosses watching in front of him, as well as the horse-drawn and ox-carts covered with black cloth in front of the gate next to them.

Horse-drawn carriages and ox-carts, so heavy that the gray-white floor tiles trembled slightly, were moving slowly, pulling iron cages covered with black tarpaulins.

These vehicles were lined up in a long queue. The one at the front stopped. Several outer disciples holding knives strode forward and lifted up the black cloth, revealing the women and children inside. The outer disciples counted them and counted them. After Mingming, the quantity, price, and tax to be collected were recorded in detail in the register.

The breeze blew by, bringing not the fragrance of earthy flowers and grass, but bursts of low crying and fussing sounds. As the black cloth was closed, the crying sounds disappeared again.

It was accompanied by a swarm of people, who followed behind the bullock cart like vultures chasing carrion.

Han Yi knew those people. They were all wealthy and wealthy agents. In the past few years, they had made a fortune in buying and selling live goods.

The wind blew again, revealing the figures sitting numbly and quietly against the iron cage.

Some time ago, the black market was closed, and the 'goods' had been accumulated for many days. In addition, this is the first day of the market opening, so there will definitely be a lot of 'good goods at the bottom of the box' that are usually hidden.

These days, Yaren's intermediary has also accumulated a lot of orders on hand. He will keep an eye on them and buy them directly later. If he comes back again and again, he can make a lot of money.

"Have you heard that the road outside is blocked by heavy snow, business routes are cut off, and several Tubao trading firms outside have gone bankrupt..." Cai Yu, who was next to Han Yi, licked his lips and said meaningfully, "This This time, a lot of 'good stuff' really came..."

Han Yi followed his gaze and saw a tall bullock cart coming into view.

On the bullock cart, there is a cage more than two meters high. There is a small door on the black iron cage, and several dark iron ropes are tightly tied to it.

And inside the cage, sat a woman with a delicate and charming face.

She only wore a snow-white fox fur, which could barely cover her upper body. There seemed to be nothing inside, without any cover. Similarly, her lower body was also naked, and her two long and slender snow-white thighs were completely exposed. .

At this time, she hugged her legs tightly with her arms and kept her head lowered, for fear that if she made any movement, she would burst into tears.

The black iron cage, the snow-white beauty, the iron chains, and the looming private parts. Under the extreme contrast and stimulation, anyone who sees this scene will get angry.

At this time, the largest number of Yaman intermediaries were following behind this ox cart.

"That's the eldest lady of the "White Horse Escort Agency"..." Cai Yu's voice continued next to Han Yi's ears: "I heard that his father fought to the death to protect the escort and was killed by the thieves. ..."

"So, not only had the escort items been lost, but also had to pay a large amount of liquidated damages. The owner came to the door. Selling the land and shops of the Baima Escort Bureau would not be enough to compensate, so I had to take out the young lady and sell it as a Debt repayment..."

The woman in the iron cage had dull eyes and a blank look on her face. She was looking down at her feet blankly, just like her future, which was full of gloom and misery.

Han Yi looked sideways slightly, sighed in his heart, and did not look at her.

This is why Han Yi is disgusted with the black market!

During these days in the black market, he already knew the profit-making methods of the Chiyan Sect.

First, there is the entry fee to enter the black market. Whether it is an individual seller or a shop owner, as long as they want to buy and sell in the black market, they have to pay money!

Of course, the things bought and sold here are nothing more than some martial arts skills, monster resources, armor, crossbows and other contraband items that are openly prohibited from being sold. There are real and fake ones, good and bad ones, and when trading, it all depends on your eyesight.

Second, it is the "live goods". The "goods" here are specially delivered by those matchmakers and matchmakers, and the characteristics of the "goods" are specially registered. This is the biggest part of the black market profit!

You must know that when selling "live goods", not only do you have to pay an entry fee, but you also have to pay an additional head fee. The head fee is paid after the transaction is completed, no more, no less, exactly half of the selling price!

Therefore, the prosperity of the black market has brought a lot of benefits to the Chiyan Sect.

"This woman is so pretty!"

"Yes, these long legs, this slim waist, hiss..."

"What a pity, Ma Yuanzhen of the White Horse Escort Agency is also a figure, but his family has ended up like this..."

Han Yi left here quickly and walked towards the guard house inside the gate. When he left, he could still vaguely hear the voices of passers-by talking.

There were all kinds of emotions in it, including pity, vulgarity, greed, and ridicule...

They all took this phenomenon for granted, and no one questioned it.

"This world... is so cruel..."

Han Yi sat on the recliner in the pavilion and sighed in his heart.

The eldest lady of the White Horse Escort Agency was originally dressed in fine clothes, with fine clothes and delicious food, and was high and mighty, right?

Maybe once the person she relied on was gone, her identity would change drastically...

At this time, the weather was cold, and he originally wanted to go to the hut where the inner disciples were on duty, but when he reached the door, he turned around and left, choosing to rest in the pavilion on the side.

Somehow, since he had stayed in the guardhouse several times last time, he always felt that this small hut in front of him was gloomy and had a cold atmosphere. As long as he went in, he would have a strange feeling of being stared at...

Although he had carefully checked it several times, coupled with systematic observation, but he did not find any abnormality.

But he thought about it and still did not go in.

Anyway, with his current physical constitution, he was not affected by cold or heat, and the feeling inside and outside the house was not much different.

"Maybe it's because I just encountered the Taohua Village incident these days, so I'm sensitive and think more..."

Han Yi thought so.

Although the black market is a mixed bag of people and has many dirty things, it is still in the city, under the strict surveillance of the Abnormal Affairs Office. How could such evil things happen?

"Han Yi, you stay here and watch... I'll come to take over your shift in the evening..." At this time, Cai Yu came out from somewhere. He held up his belt and touched his sparse hair, with a happy expression of desire being released.

"......."

Han Yi looked at him deeply for a few times and replied lightly: "Okay..."

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Han Yi was on duty in the black market as usual, but this week he was on night duty.

The duty of the black market is divided into day and night. Cai Yu and Han Yi are in a group and take turns every seven days.

After Han Yi replied, Cai Yu left leisurely with a satisfied look on his face.

"This Cai Yu is really a sex-hungry ghost..."

Han Yi looked at Cai Yu's proud figure as he left, and shook his head.

Just thinking about it, his thoughts were suddenly interrupted.

In the streets deep in the black market, there were many small houses where the "living goods" were imprisoned. There was a dull sound and many people screaming.

"What happened?"

Han Yi rushed there as soon as possible. He was responsible for maintaining the order of the black market. He caught a errand disciple who was running out and asked sternly.

"Reply to Master Han, a woman committed suicide. She smashed her head directly!"

The errand boy was obviously a little frightened and spoke incoherently.

Han Yi frowned slightly, left the frightened errand boy behind, and hurried inside.

Rows of yellow wooden houses like cages appeared in front of him. At this time, the sound on the scene had already quieted down. The commotion and the running crowd had already calmed down under the intervention of the outer disciples.

"Master Han!"

An outer disciple ran over immediately after seeing Han Yi and greeted him loudly.

"What happened?"

Han Yi asked calmly.

He also knew the man in front of him. He was a small leader among the outer disciples. He was not tall. His surname was Wang. He was the eighth child in his family. He was a smart young man. Han Yi usually called him Xiao Ba.

"Master Han, the young lady from the White Horse Escort Agency, I don't know what happened. Not long after entering the house, she committed suicide..."

Xiao Ba hurriedly explained that although Han Yi, an inner disciple, was easy to talk to, if he blamed him for this, he might be expelled from the sect.

Han Yi looked in the direction Xiao Ba pointed, but saw a window not far away - this was a frameless iron window specially set up for buyers to choose so that they could see the contents inside.

A face full of resentment and extreme anger was embedded in the iron railing, with two almond-shaped pupils full of resentment, blood flowing, black, white and yellow, and then slowly sliding down the railing.

Han Yi shuddered inexplicably, and his heart trembled. He turned his head and asked: "Xiao Ba, has anyone been in before?"

"Hmm..."

Xiao Ba thought for a while, and said hesitantly: "Cai Yu, Mr. Cai seems to have been in, but he left soon..."

"......."

After hearing this, Han Yi looked back at the board house again...

The matchmaker who had hoped to make a lot of money from her was cursing and angry, and was directing the servants to rush into the board house and drag her down like throwing away garbage for disposal.

"Go down."

Han Yi said nothing more and left in a hurry.

The beautiful woman he had just seen became a piece of garbage that no one wanted...

His heart skipped a beat again.

However, this time, he was not lamenting about the world, but thinking of some scenes from horror movies in his previous life...

Resentment is strong, and dark places are prone to demons and ghosts.

The black market, these two conditions... seem to meet.

But near this black market, there is clearly the Yishifang...

There are so many ordinary people in this world who survive, and can reproduce in such a large number, and can still be protected from the harm of demons and ghosts. Isn't it because the Yishifang protects the people in secret.

Since the black market has existed for such a long time and the Yishifang has not responded, then there should be no problem...

Probably... maybe...

Han Yi thought uncertainly.

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"Han Ye, goodbye!"

The butcher was behind Han Yi, nodding and bowing, smiling flatteringly.

The butcher's face was full of fat, and a scar ran from the corner of his eye to his cheek, but at this time, his low-browed and pleasing appearance formed a strong contrast with his appearance.

But the warriors around him were not surprised at this scene.

Because, in the black market, the Chiyan Sect is the king!

And Han Yi is one of the most powerful people here!