Heavenly Master, I have a different world

Fang Zheng came to the depths of the black market by familiar means.

as expected,

I met the stall owner nicknamed "Ghost Taoist" at the place where I last traded.

"Fellow."

Seeing Fang Zheng approaching, the ghost Taoist who recognized him excitedly said:

"You're finally here. I thought you wouldn't come. But I haven't been absent for a day these past few days because I was afraid I would miss my fellow Taoist."

"oh!"

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows:

"It seems that the Taoist Master is in urgent need of the ginseng essence in my hands?"

"Uh..." Ghost Taoist's movements froze slightly and he said:

"It's not that urgent. It's just that ginseng essence is hard to come by like my Yinhun Pearl. The more you encounter, the better."

"Really?" Fangzheng put his chin on his hand:

"I heard that ginseng essence is much rarer than Yinhun beads."

"Who said that?" Ghost Taoist gritted his steel teeth and slapped his thigh:

"How about... how about six drops of Yin Soul Pearls in exchange for five drops of ginseng essence?"

"The last transaction was because I didn't understand the market. This time is different." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"As long as you are a mage, you can refine the Yin Soul Pearl. It just depends on the length of time. But the Ginseng Essence is made with real money. It is a treasure that can kill your life. It is extremely rare on the market."

"So two drops of ginseng essence are exchanged for three Yin Soul Beads!"

"Fellow Taoist, please don't push yourself too far." Ghost Taoist's voice deepened:

"Although any mage can refine the Yinhun Pearl, the quality is different. If it is refined by a poor man, every particle will be of the highest quality."

"stop!"

Seeing Fang Zheng getting up and about to leave, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him:

"Two drops for three pills, two drops for three pills, but this time I want to exchange thirty drops of ginseng essence."

"Thirty drops?" Fang Zheng was surprised:

"What do you need so much ginseng essence for?"

"This has nothing to do with fellow Taoist." Ghost Taoist shook his head:

"Just tell me whether you want to change it or not?"

"Well..." Fang Zheng was thoughtful, paused before nodding:

"Change!"

"good."

The ghost Taoist was overjoyed.

This time he brought over all his inventory, and was still worried about whether Fang Zheng had enough ginseng essence on hand.

Never thought about it.

There really is!

…………

After changing the Yin Soul Bead, Fang Zheng walked around, then chose a deserted place to sit down cross-legged, unfolded the prepared sign and waited for anyone to come.

In addition to stall owners like him, there is also a high platform in the middle of the venue.

As long as you give enough money to the guard, you can go to the high platform to sell, similar to an auction, and the transaction can be completed within one stick of incense.

If the transaction fails to be completed when the time is up, the fee can be renewed.

At this time, someone climbed onto the high platform.

"Everyone."

The hawker was fat and dressed like a rich man. He took out a palm-sized clay figurine from his arms and shouted:

"This thing is called a substitute doll. After refining, it can die on behalf of a person, but it is limited to spells targeting the sea of ​​consciousness of the soul."

"The price is five hundred taels of silver!"

"Anyone who is interested can come forward and talk."

Die for someone else?

Fang Zheng's eyes lit up at first, and then he shook his head slightly.

If it can affect the physical body, he will definitely try his best to get it, but it is limited to mental attacks, so there is no need.

He is quite confident in his martial arts will and Yama Jun concept.

If there is really someone who can break through his sea of ​​consciousness with mystical magic, he must be a top expert. Even if there is a stand-in doll, it is useless to be afraid.

'Ah……'

‘If it can affect the physical body, it won’t only cost a mere five hundred taels of silver. ’

He was not interested, but many people heard the sound and came closer. After all, most cultivators were involved in the methods of hating victory, cursing, and nailing villains.

With this stand-in doll, you can avoid disaster when encountering such methods.

If someone calls for a sale, someone will raise the price.

Not long after, someone shouted for eight hundred taels of silver. Most people had withdrawn from the fight, but two people never gave up.

finally.

One of them bought a stand-in doll for one thousand two hundred taels of silver.

The person who got it didn't look happy, after all, the price far exceeded his inner estimate, and the person who didn't get it also had a grim look on his face.

The two of them looked at each other, snorted coldly and left, fearing that they had already formed a feud.

"Brother."

A figure blocked Fang Zheng's sight and brought him back to his senses.

The person who came here was thin and thin, with sparse hair on top of his head. When he opened his mouth, his teeth and tongue were missing, and his whole body smelled of alcohol.

"Brother."

He rubbed his hands together and asked in a low voice:

"Do you buy various formulas here?"

"Yeah." Fang Zheng nodded:

"As long as it's useful to me, the price is easy to negotiate."

"Do you want to accept the brewing recipe?" The visitor's eyes widened, he looked around, then came closer and whispered:

"I have a unique recipe for brewing wine. My master got it from a master named Yuan Zhenren, and it was improved over generations."

"Brewing recipe?" Fang Zheng leaned back and couldn't bear the strange smell of the other party. He pushed the other party back with a wave of one hand and said:

"What brewing recipe?"

He had purchased brewing recipes before, and even tried them in modern society, but the taste was not outstanding.

At least,

It cannot achieve an eye-catching effect.

It was even more impossible to repeat the situation of Fang Ci and Yunzhi, and gradually this plan was extinguished.

As for the so-called strange prescriptions from the other party, just listen to them. Most buyers are boasting, and they would be fools if they took them seriously.

"That's it."

The visitor took out a finger-sized pocket gourd from his body and gently opened the mouth of the gourd. Immediately a strong aroma of wine wafted out from it.

He held the gourd in his hand and handed it forward:

"Brother, you can try it."

Fang Zheng didn't answer and looked at the other person with squinted eyes.

"I understand, I understand." The visitor understood, nodded and said:

"There's no poison in the wine. If you don't believe me, I'll give you a taste first."

As he spoke, he poured a few drops into the palm of his hand, stretched out his tongue eagerly and licked it cleanly, with a look of obsessional drunkenness on his face.

"look."

When the drunkenness dissipated, he raised his head and grinned:

"Isn't it poisonous?"

"snort."

Fang Zheng hummed softly, reached out to take the pocket gourd, and flicked a magic talisman between two fingers with one hand. The magic talisman ignited without fire.

"Pardon!"

"Come quickly!"

Beast repelling charm!

A rare but very practical talisman that can summon and drive away nearby small creatures.

Following Fang Zheng's slight move with one hand, the soil not far away trembled, and a big mouse crawled out and swayed closer.

I don’t know what it eats to grow, but it has grown very fat in this disaster year.

Fangzheng held the gourd in his hand and dripped a few drops towards the ground.

"Don't!"

The visitor's expression changed slightly when he saw this, and he stretched out his hand to stop him. When he saw Fang Zheng looking sideways, his face stiffened again, and his movements stopped in place:

"that……"

He stammered and said:

"My wine is very expensive. It's not easy to make a bottle. Brother, please save it."

Fang Zheng didn't answer, and looked down at the big mouse licking up the wine on the ground, and then shook his head, looking drunk.

"look!"

Someone came and patted me gently:

"I'm just drunk, is everything okay?"

Fang Zheng didn't stop there. He reached out and grabbed the mouse in his hand, ignoring the dirt on the mouse's body and letting his true energy penetrate into his body.

After a while,

He nodded slowly:

"It's not poisonous."

Then he carefully dropped a drop of wine on his clean palm, licked it gently, and parted his lips at the first touch, just in case.

Being so careful and cautious made the visitor unable to help but burst into tears.

As for that?

Fangzheng squinted his eyes and silently tasted the taste of the wine.

Um?

His eyes moved slightly, slightly surprised.

The taste of the wine has not yet been tasted, but there is a heat coming out of the stomach and flowing all over the body, as if the body has been in a sauna.

Every inch of skin felt like it had been rubbed.

He pursed his lips.

Fang Zheng took a small sip this time.

"boom!"

The heat came out again, and the intensity was far greater and longer than before. The heat swept through his body, even causing a thin layer of sweat to break out on the surface of his skin.

You must know that his physical body is among the top among the great Zhou Tianwu masters.

This wine...

Can it actually stimulate the deepest parts of a martial artist's skin, flesh, and periosteum?

"call……"

Fang Zheng exhaled slightly, his eyes blurred:

“Good wine!”

"Is it a good bar?" The visitor's eyes lit up and he said:

"The name of my wine is Monkey Wine. The original version was brewed by Master Yuan himself. Our ancestors even said that meeting Master Yuan with this wine can bring you a magical relationship."

"pity……"

"Fairy fate is rare!"

"Monkey wine?" Fang Zheng picked up the wine bottle and said:

"That's it?"

"It's already quite a lot." The visitor said with a bitter look on his face.

"This has taken me several years of hard work. Brother, you should be able to feel that this wine can strengthen the body and nourish the soul, which is no worse than medicine."

"Yeah." Fang Zheng nodded:

"How to sell the prescription?"

"This..." The visitor rolled his eyes and slowly stretched out a finger.

"One hundred taels?" Fang Zheng asked tentatively.

The visitor shook his head.

"One thousand taels?" Fang Zheng frowned.

The visitor still shook his head.

"It won't be ten thousand taels, right?" Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows.

This time, the visitor nodded heavily.

"Ah……"

Fang Zheng chuckled and threw the wine gourd back:

"Go slowly, don't send me away!"

"Don't!" The visitor looked panicked:

"The price can be negotiated."

"Let's do this..." Fang Zheng thought for a moment and raised a finger:

"I can only offer you a thousand taels at most. If you are willing, just keep the brewing recipe. If you don't want to, go find another buyer. I think my friend is so confident in his recipe. If he can find a buyer willing to buy it for ten thousand taels, Home."

"One thousand taels?" The visitor shook his head:

"This is too little. How about eight thousand taels?"

"..." Fang Zheng shook his head and said slowly:

"If my guess is correct, your recipe should use many rare medicinal materials. Even if you get the recipe, it will be difficult to make wine."

"right?"

The visitor's expression froze.

Fang Zheng continued:

"Those medicinal materials should be quite expensive. For those who really need them, the benefits of using them to make wine outweigh the losses, right?"

"You..." The person took a step back and his eyes flickered:

"how do you know?"

nonsense!

Although the medicinal power of this kind of wine is not as good as that of Golden Thread Carp, it is extremely rare. If it was so good, would it be sold here?

Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and raised a finger again:

"One thousand taels!"

"You have to know that brewing recipes can be copied at any time. If you sell them here for money, you can sell them elsewhere."

"One thousand taels is already a lot!"

The visitor opened his mouth, and after a long time he sighed helplessly:

"make a deal!"

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Fucheng is worthy of being a Fucheng, where three religions and nine streams gather together, and all kinds of strange and miscellaneous arts are inherited. As long as you are willing to spend money, you can get many techniques.

certainly,

Most of the grades are not high.

In places like the black market, you can only buy some relatively simple object-controlling spells, water-avoiding spells, spring breeze and rain talismans, etc...

As long as the price is not too expensive, he will accept it, and most of it will not be used. The right is to accumulate information and gain insights.

Besides,

Just because it is not used here does not mean that it cannot be used in modern society.

Some low-level techniques may be more practical than high-level techniques in modern society. This alone is not a loss.

Shaking his black robe, Fang Zheng walked forward hidden in the darkness.

Just as he entered a dark alley, he seemed to notice something, his expression changed, and he suddenly retreated.

"late!"

A cold voice rang in my ears, and the world turned upside down in an instant, and the dark alley turned into a gray blanket that obscured my perception.

The front is not in front, the back is not in back, the left and right are shifted, and even up and down seem to be reversed.

Formation?

Someone is eyeing me, trying to make money or kill me?

Fang Zheng stopped his movement, his expression condensed, and he reacted instantly.

This type of formation that can confuse other people's perception and create a seemingly upside-down space is a relatively common one, and Chunyang Palace has a special way to deal with it.

"Uh-huh!"

Fang Zheng waved his hand, and five spiritual talismans appeared out of thin air.

"The true form of the five mountains!"

"shock!"

The spiritual talisman ignited spontaneously without fire, and the vitality of heaven and earth immediately condensed in the void, turning into five thick mountains, falling fiercely downwards.

"boom……"

The void trembled.

The suppression of the power of the Five Mountains cleared the gray scene in the perception, and the narrow and dark passage appeared before his eyes again.

Sense of direction returned to normal.

However, compared to the Five Mountains True Spirit Talisman, the power of the formation here is obviously stronger. In just a moment, the mountain with condensed vitality was weakened by the squeeze of the invisible force.

Cracks appeared on the mountain.

inside the crack,

It's all gray mist.

I am afraid that in the blink of an eye, the true form of the Five Mountains will completely collapse.

"drink!"

Fang Zheng shouted in a low voice, crouched down like a horse, bent his arms to make a bow, opened his eyes wide and punched forward, all his martial arts will melted into the fist.

Xinyi Fist - Hunyuan Wuji!

"boom!"

The force of the fist hit, the thunder was deafening, the wall suddenly trembled twice, and the air in front seemed to be blasted into a funnel shape.

Under the power of the Five Mountains True Spirit Talisman and the boxing technique, a crack finally appeared in the formation.

Just when Fang Zheng wanted to take the opportunity to jump out of the formation's coverage, a blade of light appeared out of thin air, forcing him to turn around and dodge.

"Want to escape?"

The visitor sneered:

"Don't even think about it!"

Fang Zheng took two steps back and patted the Five Ghosts pocket on his waist at the same time. The Five Ghosts turned into a wisp of black smoke and passed through the formation towards the mage outside.

Just because he can't get out doesn't mean that the five ghosts can't get out.

It is far easier to destroy the formation from the outside than from the inside.

"Who are you?" Fang Zheng looked at the incoming person and spoke slowly:

"Why are you blocking the way down?"

"Boom!"

The ground shook slightly, and a strong man over two meters tall holding a mace landed nearby, standing side by side with the man holding the knife.

"Hand over your belongings."

The man holding the sword pointed at it from afar:

"Be honest, maybe I can spare your life!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" the strong man growled:

"This is a tough one. He released the ghost to deal with the second child. If the formation is broken, the two of us will not end well."

"He's just stalling for time."

"Do it!"

This man had a sinister face, but he was not stupid. He instantly understood the situation on the battlefield. At this time, the battlefield was divided into two, one inside and one outside.

This is different from intercepting others in the past. In the past, the longer the time dragged on, the more prepared the mages outside were and the greater their confidence.

Now……

It would be bad if the mages outside didn't support it.

"superior!"

The strong man roared angrily, took a step forward, and disappeared on the spot.

Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

The opponent's movements did not disappear too quickly, but they merged into the formation and disappeared from his perception and sight.

This method...

It seems that he is an expert in robbery!

As his thoughts turned, he slowly closed his eyes, completely turning off his sight and thoughts, relying on his martial arts body that had been tempered for thousands of times to sense the external environment.

…………

Off the field.

A dark carriage stopped not far from the alley.

The carriage opened up, revealing the altar inside. A Taoist wearing a Taoist robe and a high crown was holding a mahogany sword and chanting.

On the altar in front of him, there was a Bagua mirror. In the mirror, there was a square figure standing with eyes closed.

Various items needed for rituals are placed around the Bagua Mirror, and a huge yellow cloth with many runes is placed underneath.

The aura of the runes flickered, vaguely consistent with the changes in the energy in the alley.

"Bah!"

Ghosts roared in the void.

The roar shook the void, turned into sound waves visible to the naked eye, and blasted towards the altar.

"evil creature!"

The mage opened his eyes, which were dark and deep, like two bottomless abyss, and a hazy halo enveloped the entire altar.

"Buzz..."

The sound waves collided with the halo, causing countless ripples immediately.

"Scary ghost!"

The mage looked surprised:

"There are actually five heads. How did you raise them?"

It is not easy to cultivate ghosts, especially evil ghosts. It is even rarer to encounter five evil ghosts at once.

unless……

Having a master, he inherited the ghosts cultivated by his elders.

However, this time the opponent was not a mage. As a martial artist, it was unexpected that he had five ghosts on his body.

"good!"

As soon as his thoughts changed, the mage's face was filled with ecstasy:

"If I succeed this time, these five fierce ghosts are mine!"

With the help of these five ghosts, his methods will be greatly enhanced and his strength will be greatly improved.

While they were talking, the five ghosts had already rushed to the altar. Their claws reached forward and actually tore a crack in the aura protecting the altar.

"snort!"

The mage snorted coldly, and the peach wood sword touched several spiritual talismans on the altar. As he waved the long sword, the spiritual talismans immediately turned into countless sparks and shot upward.

Sparks filled the sky, piercing the five ghosts with holes.

Even the ghost claw almost collapsed.

"Bah!"

The five ghosts roared, and the roar was full of pain, but the pain also aroused the hostility of the ghosts, and the ghost energy condensed and rushed towards the altar again.

The force of the attack was so fierce that the air stirred up waves.

"court death!"

The mage's face turned cold, and he reached out and took out a magic talisman. There was a bit of reluctance on his face, and then he bit his steel teeth to activate the magic talisman.

Red flame sword light talisman!

"go!"

The red sword light suddenly appeared out of thin air, twisting in the air like a living thing. Wherever the red light passed by, the ghostly energy in the sky was dispersed.

The five fierce ghosts were chopped to the ground, and their aura suddenly decreased.

However, there was no joy on the mage's face. Instead, he looked frightened. He turned around suddenly and looked at the incoming black light. He couldn't help but exclaim:

"No!"

…………

Fang Zheng lowered his hands, relaxed his body, and closed his eyes tightly, as if he had given up resistance and stood in the darkness.

"call……"

A mace appeared out of thin air and was smashed on the head. It was so powerful that even a huge boulder could be shattered in front of it.

"Uh-huh!"

Fangzheng stood on one side, narrowly avoiding the mace before it reached his body. The mace hit his feet hard, causing dirt and rocks to fly away.

The strong wind stirred up made his clothes shake crazily.

at the same time.

A long knife appeared silently, taking advantage of the chaos to swipe towards his throat.

The man holding the knife was extremely careful, his sword style was restrained, and he made a sneak attack in the chaos. When he saw the blade approaching, a smile appeared on his face.

The next moment.

Fang Zheng was like a prophet who knew something was coming. He took a step back the moment the blade approached, avoiding the wind of the blade accurately. His facial expression did not change from the beginning to the end.

"ah!"

The strong man roared and swung his mace across:

"Go to hell!"

The huge mace covered a range of ten feet, and he didn't believe that the other party could avoid it.

really.

This time Fang Zheng did not continue to dodge, but reached out to meet the incoming mace, seemingly unaware of his mistake.

The strong man smiled ferociously.

His mace is made of fine steel, and the sharp thorns on it are stained with countless human blood. Even the Great Zhou Tianwu Master cannot resist with his physical body.

You're done!

"Peng!"

There was a muffled sound.

The mace collided with Fang Zheng's palm, and the soft flesh came into contact with the hard spikes. The flesh dented inward and then stopped.

Instead, the sharp spikes twisted and deformed.

How can it be?

The strong man's eyes widened, and before he could react, he felt a huge force pulling him to Fang Zheng, and a black shadow fell over his head.

"Peng!"

The strong man's head was smashed, and his brains and blood splattered out.

Fang Zheng reached out and grabbed the mace, and lightly knocked the long knife coming from the side. The force exploded and the long knife flew out on the spot.

Then he swung the mace in a sweeping sweep, and the upper body of the other person was blasted into blood foam.

Ordinary martial arts masters are almost vulnerable to him.

at the same time.

The mace hit the ground with great force.

"Open it for me!"

"boom!"

The earth shook, and the energy in the field changed accordingly.

No matter what kind of formation, its operating principle is to control the changes in the vitality and qi of the heaven and earth. Once the formation changes, it will also show flaws.

certainly.

Top formations will change according to the situation and be stimulated. Forcibly rushing into the formation will only have the opposite effect, but such a large formation cannot appear here.

What's more, the mages outside are busy dealing with the ghosts and are unable to control the formation.

as expected.

The fog in the field trembled greatly, showing some of the outside environment.

"Uh-huh!"

Fang Zheng's body flashed out of the formation's coverage area. At the same time, he swung his arm and the mace turned into a black light and hit the altar.

Mages are very good at dealing with gods and ghosts, and they are obviously at a disadvantage in a head-to-head confrontation with martial arts practitioners.

"No!"

The mace hit the altar, and the huge force directly shattered the altar. Before using up its remaining strength, it continued to rush forward and hit the flying mage.

"boom!"

The altar shattered.

"puff!"

The mage vomited blood and fell to the ground.

The ghost with weak breath not far away took the opportunity to pounce on him, and with a strange chewing sound, the mage instantly turned into a pile of withered bones.

Fang Zheng did not just relax, he dashed towards a corner not far away, his wrists vibrated, and he used the Bengzi Jue in Xinyi Fist.

One collapse, one pick, one twist...

"Snapped!"

"Pa bang..."

The figures in the shadows flickered, and they fought with each other quickly. After more than ten moves in an instant, they retreated and landed firmly.

"Good boxing skills!"

"Good work!"

The other party’s voice was full of exclamation:

"In just a few years, Young Master Fang has actually become a Great Zhou Tianwu Master. Should he have cultivated the Vowel Thunder Technique to the realm of Four Thunders, right?"

"You are really talented!"

"Jiuniang." Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes:

"Long time no see."

From the beginning, he noticed that there was someone hiding nearby, but he never thought that it was Chen Jiuniang who gave him the vowel thunder method.

Compared with back then, the other party looked more mature, with a few more crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, some gray hair on his temples, and a hint of haggardness.

"yes!"

Chen Jiuniang looked at Fang Zheng and sighed with emotion:

"It's been almost three years, Mr. Fang...has changed a lot."

"So is Jiuniang." Fang Zheng said slowly:

"Looking quite haggard."

"Heh..." Chen Jiuniang shook her head:

"Young Master Fang must have heard about the Chen family's affairs. He is in the whirlpool and dare not take a wrong step. He is always on tenterhooks."

"How can you not feel haggard?"

"Hmm." Fang Zheng understood and asked casually:

"Why is Jiuniang here?"

"What a coincidence." Chen Jiuniang shook her long hair at the temples and said:

"I heard that someone entered the black market with a Chen family token. I came over to take a look out of curiosity, and happened to see someone trying to kill someone."

"pity……"

"It's unlucky for them to meet Mr. Fang, a tough guy."

The few people in Jie Dao are actually not weak in strength. They have two martial arts masters and one mage. Even the Great Zhou Tian Martial Master is very likely to be attacked by them when they encounter them.

No matter what.

They met Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng was not only a great Zhou Tian martial artist, he also had five powerful ghosts who were comparable to martial arts masters. His physical strength was even more terrifying.

Only then was he killed instead of succeeding!

"Chen family token?" Fang Zheng's eyes moved slightly and he took out a token from his body.

"Not bad." Chen Jiuniang nodded and sighed again:

"Nowadays, in the Chen family in Zhaonan Mansion, everyone is shouting and beating, and even the person holding the token can be affected. It was Jiuniang who missed Young Master Fang."

"In the past, holding the Chen family token could get a lot of preferential treatment, but now..."

Shaking her head, she threw out a token.

"This token has no family symbol and can be entered and exited the black market at will."

"clatter!"

Fang Zheng reached out to catch it, held it in his hand and rubbed it gently:

"Jiu Niang is interested."

"Mr. Fang." Chen Jiuniang took a deep breath and said:

"You have never left Gu'an County. You came to Zhaonan Mansion this time for the follow-up of the vowel thunder method, right?"

"Not bad." Fang Zheng nodded:

"Jiuniang, would you like to inform me? Fang would be very grateful!"

"The Vowel Thunder Dharma involves Tianlei Mountain, and is even related to the ancient Thunder Ministry. Young Master Fang should know the value of this information." Chen Jiuniang chuckled:

"No reward for no merit, Mr. Fang, are you willing to help the Chen family survive this disaster?"

"After the completion of the matter, all the follow-up vowel thunder methods will be sent to you!"

"Ha..." Fang Zheng chuckled and shook his head:

"Jiu Niang really thinks highly of Fang. Don't say that Fang is just a great Zhoutian martial artist. Even a Wuluo martial artist may not be able to help the Chen family survive this disaster."

"It seems that this skill has no chance with Fang."

"Mr. Fang." Chen Jiuniang's beautiful eyes flashed and she said slowly:

"actually……"

"I know where the follow-up inheritance of the vowel thunder method is, but now that I am in jail, I really can't take you there."

"If you can get away, that's fine."

"Oh!" Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows:

"Jiuniang wants to leave Zhaonan Mansion?"

"Leave..." Chen Jiuniang turned around and looked at the Chen family with complicated eyes:

"I just... don't want to die."

"Young Master Fang is very resourceful and has a lot of money. If you are willing to take action, you should be able to save me and leave alone, right?"

She spoke in a leisurely voice and turned around, her eyes full of expectation.

"This..." Fang Zheng said thoughtfully:

"How can I help?"

"Simple!" Chen Jiuniang's eyes lit up:

"It won't be long before the Qian family officially takes action. At that time, I will notify Mr. Fang to take over somewhere. That's all."

Good guy!

Are you already ready to run away?

Fang Zheng looked at the other party and suddenly said:

"Jiu Niang must have found more than just me as a helper, right?"

"yes."

Chen Jiuniang smiled dryly:

"But the fewer people who know about this kind of thing, the better. And those who can trust me with their lives are without exception people who can be trusted."

"Master Fang."

The two of them were not even familiar with each other. She definitely didn't trust Fang Zheng, but she believed that Fang Zheng was determined to succeed in the vowel thunder method.

Fang Zheng thought for a while and said slowly:

"Let me think about it."

"Of course." Chen Jiuniang didn't expect to get the answer now, so she waved and threw something:

"Master Fang has thought about it and you can look for me here."

"Farewell!"

The sound falls.

He cupped his fists and backed away.

Fangzheng stood in the middle of the field, and after a long time he came back to his senses, turned around, and looked behind the high wall:

"Ghost Taoist, have you seen enough?"

"Hehe..." A puff of black smoke floated out from behind the high wall. When the smoke dissipated, it was none other than Ghost Taoist. He glanced at the direction Chen Jiuniang left and said:

"That one just now should be the Ninth Lady of the Chen family, right?"

He was too far away and didn't hear what the two said, but he could see Chen Jiuniang's face.

"So what if it is? So what if it's not?"

Fang Zheng opened his mouth:

"Taoist Master came here, why?"

"It's nothing." Ghost Taoist's eyes flickered, and he took out a few Yin Soul Beads from his body:

"I just want to replace it with a few more drops of ginseng essence."

At first, he also paid attention to Jie Dao, but after seeing Fang Zheng's methods, he no longer had this intention.

Now that someone has seen through his hiding place, he is even more secretly frightened.

"also……"

He pursed his lips and spoke slowly:

"Brother, do you want to know who are the three people who intercepted and killed you? How did they come up with the idea of ​​attacking you?"

"Um?"

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows.

The next day.

The body of a black market janitor was found in a ditch.

At this time, Fang Zheng was counting his gains.