I have an eternal eye

Deshanfang, Qingfeng Building.

The goose is yellow and the venison is roasted.

"Sir...I'll do it first out of respect!"

Tie Shouming picked up the wine glass, drank it all in one gulp, and then sighed, the apology on his face difficult to conceal.

"My son Yucheng is studying with Mr. Qingshan. If he loses his status as Liumen, he will have no chance to enter the Imperial College in the future."

"I have been wandering around in rivers and lakes for half my life, and I know the pain best. If I can pave a way for Yucheng, this life will be worth it..."

"What are you talking about?"

Zhang Biao also drank the wine in one gulp.

He looked at Tie Shouming and Wang Xin and sighed inexplicably.

When I returned to Fengyifang yesterday, I learned that Tie Shouming had been here and left a message saying that he would treat me to a guest today to apologize.

It's still this restaurant. Last time, the two of them were still his subordinates. In a short period of time, everything has changed.

When Wang Xin saw this, he quickly smiled and said: "Brother Tie, you are always so serious and just stay at the six doors. We will rely on you for anything in the future."

Zhang Biao was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Shou Ming's concerns are correct. Nowadays, the world is in turmoil. Having an official position can help protect your loved ones."

"But the six-door errand is equally dangerous. Did Guo An send you to continue down the tunnel?"

Tie Shouming shook his head and said: "That's not true. Now there are all palace guards down here. Except for Mr. Guo, only the warlocks and strangers from Yuzhen Palace can enter."

As he said this, he couldn't hide the envy in his eyes, "This Yuzhen Mansion is the most popular yamen in the capital. The emperor often rewards them. Several people have already changed their houses. It's really a leap to the sky."

Zhang Biao shook his head, "Believe me, that is definitely not a good place. It's best to stay away from them."

Tie Shouming was stunned for a moment, then nodded sternly and said, "It's true that big trees attract wind, which brings a lot of trouble."

Zhang Biao knew that he might be wrong, so he didn't want to elaborate. He just nodded and said: "In short, just be careful and don't force yourself to stand out when something happens."

"Don't worry, I know..."

After leaving Qingfeng Tower, Zhang Biao took Wang Xin and left.

Watching the two people leaving, Tie Shouming felt a little envious in his eyes, then he took a deep breath and walked to the other side of the square gate.

Several young detectives who were drinking tea came over.

"Sir, is that the seducer?"

"I heard that he is a famous master among the younger generation in the sect. By now, I'm afraid he would have become a silver medal head catcher. It's a pity."

"Why did he leave?"

Six Doors suffered heavy losses, and now they have manpower transferred from other places, as well as many raw melons and eggs.

"Why are you asking so many questions?"

Looking at the curious babies, Tie Shouming was furious and said, "Pay more attention to business."

"Sir, what case did we just take on?"

"Go check out the Beggar Gang. Many children have been lost in the suburbs of Beijing recently. It must be related to them..."

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After leaving Deshanfang, Wang Xin went to Fengyifang to continue supervising the construction. He got along well with everyone in Guojiawan and was thinking about transforming the bamboo forest.

As for Zhang Biao, he returned to his old home.

He closed the courtyard door tightly, dug out several jars from behind the wall, and carefully placed them on the table.

It contains the bones of the White Bone Demon.

He took out the Yin Talisman beads one after another, and sure enough, those bones no longer moved to cause trouble.

Zhang Biao carefully picked up a skeleton and inspected it.

The color is as bright as cold jade,

There is a sound of gold and iron under light tapping.

He has checked it with his spiritual eyes, and there is only one most important piece of information: it has the three qualities of a corpse spirit and a demon, and is an important spiritual material for making magical weapons, which can be the basis for formations.

No wonder both the Fire Sect and the Killing Sect want it, and even the Fang Xiangzong inheritance specifically mentioned it.

This thing was not easy to find even in the era of rampant monks, let alone now when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has just recovered.

Molding conditions are too harsh.

Its characteristics are also very simple. Because it has experienced the three forms of corpse spirit and demon, it is naturally suitable for carving formations.

On the Nuo frontier beam, four kinds of magic weapons are recorded, namely the ecstasy mirror, the ghost cloak, the dark fire gourd and the evil curse bracelet.

The advantage of the magic weapon is that it can cast spells quickly. After experiencing magic fighting, Zhang Biao knew how precious it was.

One quick step could mean the difference between life and death.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao immediately started making it.

The curse bracelet is the simplest. It is carved with white bones and beads, and the Yin talisman beads are connected together. The blood refining method is used to connect the mind and the mind.

Soon, the bracelet was completed.

Twenty-three Yin Talisman Beads, plus a White Bone Array Bead, were wrapped twice around the left wrist's soul-grabbing rope, which was cold and warm.

The advantage of this is that there is no need to recite incantations when using it, and it can be directly stimulated with real energy, but the beads must be replaced frequently.

The Ecstasy Mirror is also simple. You only need to take some ground bone powder and mix it with Meiyu to repair it, and you can return to the top.

The ghost cloak has bones and fire sand cloth, but it still lacks a key spiritual material: the magic required to cast the trick shadow escape.

The ghost is the kind of ghost that Grandma Wu transformed into, but he has only seen one so far.

As for the Hellfire Gourd, Zhang Biao decided to be extravagant and replace it with the skull of the White Bone Demon.

After all, the power of the Hell Fire Technique is the most powerful. If it can be used directly, the combat power will definitely increase sharply.

This was a big project. It wasn't until midnight that I only carved an outline. Next, I had to carve out the talisman array, which I had to cultivate day and night.

He has decided not to run around during this time.

There was even news from Cui Laodao that unless medicinal materials of Liangfu Baoshen level were available, he would not accept the job for the time being.

The reason is very simple. The Slaughter Cult must be looking for him at this time. After making a magic weapon, safety will be more guaranteed...

Bang! Bang bang!

"In the middle of the night, prevent fire and theft."

The sound of the watchman came from afar.

Most of Anzhenfang was dark, except for the dim candlelight in Zhang Biao's courtyard, which made him feel even more lonely in the dark night...

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The bright moon is shining high, and there is no hustle and bustle in the Jade City during the day, but under the calm, there is an undercurrent.

In the south of the city, Yongdingfang.

Zhang Biao once obtained the ecstasy mirror here.

Food prices have skyrocketed recently, which has had a different impact on all walks of life in the city.

Some powerful people are in jail, some wealthy young men have taken advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune, and elders have survived the turmoil in the court and been promoted to high positions...

Some businesses went bankrupt, some people had no choice but to borrow money, and some people were struggling to survive.

But for slums like Yongdingfang, it is a devastating blow.

In many dilapidated shacks, there are already hungry and rotting corpses, exuding a foul odor, and no one cares about them.

Among the dilapidated and dilapidated houses, firelight flickered.

A group of skinny teenagers gathered together, trembling and pale, looking at the boiling iron pot.

Inside, the bones of a child's hand were floating, the white soup was boiling, and the aroma of meat overflowed.

The young men swallowed their saliva, but no one dared to move.

Finally, a young man stood up and murmured: "Don't let Xiao Liuzi die in vain, we all have to live."

With him taking the lead, the young men couldn't bear it anymore and rushed forward, regardless of the heat, their faces were distorted, and they shed tears while eating...

Suddenly, they looked outside the door in horror.

Two beggars were looking at them in the dark, with unkempt hair and abscesses on their faces, and strange smiles, like evil ghosts.

"Copy guy!"

The teenagers panicked, some picked up wooden sticks, some picked up broken tiles, all with fear on their faces.

"Pooh!"

The two beggars spat, turned and left, chatting while walking in the dark alley.

"Can't these be used?"

"No, what I want is people under nine years old, healthy and disease-free. These little things will not survive for a few days if they eat the flesh of a sick person..."

"Tsk, what a pity."

In the far corner, a person slowly poked his head out. Under the bamboo hat, it was Tie Shouming's face.

He looked at the ruined temple where those young people were, and he didn't know what he thought of, but a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Looking at the back of the beggar again, his face was cold and his eyes were full of murderous intent. He slowed down and followed him secretly.

What he didn't know was that a carriage containing a large wooden barrel was parked outside the wall of Yongdingfang in the distance.

This wooden barrel is used to transport excrement and water. It is common in the capital, but it doesn't have a trace of odor at this moment.

From the dog hole in the square wall, several beggars suddenly emerged, carrying several sacks and carefully placing them into empty wooden barrels.

The driver was a bearded man, tall and strong, with a mouth full of calluses.

Without looking, he threw out a bag of silver and drove away in his carriage.

The carriage was very fast and seemed to know all the patrol routes of the Jinwu Guards. It passed through the streets and alleys in the night and soon arrived at a mansion in the North City.

The back door was already open and he drove in. The two guards slowly closed the door and looked around cautiously.

A sackful of sacks was carried into the underground secret room.

In the secret room, firelight flickered.

"Sir, the goods have arrived."

The man's face was cold, he turned around and left with a fist turn, as if he couldn't bear to see the scene in front of him.

In the jar, there was a child with dull eyes and mushrooms on his face.

Warlock Bai Yan carefully removed the ripe live sesame seeds, placed them in a bamboo dustpan, sprinkled them with medicinal powder and baked them.

He didn't look back, and said with a low voice, "Humans always make excuses for themselves. They are loyal, filial, benevolent, and righteous. If you pick one up casually, whatever you do is justified..."

After that, he picked up the paper and pen, waved his hand and wrote down a few sentences, folded them carefully, and took off a gourd from his waist.

There was a murmur, and streams of black smoke came out of the gourd and gathered in the air.

Bai Yan showed his foxy smile and handed out the note, "Go ahead and come back immediately after handing over your things."

In the black mist, a dry and pale palm stretched out, grabbed the note and disappeared.

If Zhang Biao were here, he would definitely recognize the owner of the ghost hand...

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Beicheng, Anxingfang.

A large mansion stands in the darkness, with a pair of stone lions standing in front of the door, a red door with copper nails, a high-walled courtyard, pavilions and pavilions faintly visible among pines and cypresses, and the word "李" written clearly on the lantern.

In one of the small courtyards, the lights were all dark. The maid holding a lantern did not dare to approach, and even the guards in the mansion stayed away.

In a wing room, Li Jia sat cross-legged in the darkness, his eyes flashing red as he breathed and breathed.

The house is full of lifelike paper figures.

As he breathed in and out, he floated slightly.

puff!

Li Jia suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Uh-huh!

The paper figures fell to the ground, and all of them turned their heads, staring at him with a strange smile on their faces.

"Be bold!"

Li Jia was startled, and a large red line suddenly appeared in his hand, "Get out of here quickly!"

The red line twisted crazily, and the paper man returned to calm.

He then breathed a sigh of relief, with cold sweat on his face, and looked at the red thread in his hand, "This God of Joy Red Thread is really easy to use, but it's a pity that it would be so embarrassing if it had magical power to assist it."

"That old dog Xu Lingxu, are you really willing to give me this opportunity to sacrifice?"

At this moment, he suddenly looked up.

The paper figures in the room clattered, and they all looked up, only to see a black mist surging in the air, and the ghost hand slowly handed out the note.

Li Jia was not surprised. After taking it, he took a closer look with an excited expression on his face, "We'll start after the beginning of winter. Are we almost ready to dig that thing?"

"What is the leader's plan? Lao Gou Xu won't tell me, Bai Yan the fox won't tell me, and even my sister won't tell me, Mom! I'll kill you guys sooner or later!"

Boom, boom, boom!

Boom, boom, boom!

There was a rapid knock on the door.

Li Jia frowned, came outside the courtyard, and suddenly opened the door. He saw two people outside the door kneeling on the ground, with runny noses and tears, and kowtowed crazily.

"Sir, give it to us quickly!"

"Please!"

Those who knelt down to plead were none other than the head of the Li family, Li Hui, the current minister of the Ministry of Industry, and his eldest son, Li Mao, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy.

The two of them didn't look like any powerful people at all. Their faces were bloodshot and twisted, like evil ghosts...

"whispering sound!"

Li Jia snorted coldly, took out two red pills from his arms, and threw them on the ground casually.

The two of them hurriedly grabbed it, not caring about wiping off the soil, and stuffed it into their mouths, breathing heavily, and it took a long time to regain their strength.

They looked at Li Jia with fear on their faces.

"get out."

Li Jia waved his hand casually, "Remember, only by being tight-lipped and confused can you live a good life."

The two nodded quickly and stumbled away.

The maids and guards around them didn't seem to care at all about what was happening in front of them, and they were still doing their own things.

Suddenly, Li Jia opened his palms and looked at the sky again, with an innocent smile on his face.

"Snowing."

In the dark night, the sky is full of flying snow falling on Yujing City...