I was clearly practicing martial arts, how did it become a magical power?

This old man is none other than shopkeeper Yao Yayao of Daliang Drug Store.

"No. I've been practicing too much martial arts recently, and the original Qi-boosting and blood-boosting medicinal decoction seems to be a bit insufficient, so I just wanted to come over and ask if there are any new recipes?"

Qin Yang had already thought of an excuse.

What's more, in this case, he really wasn't lying.

As he practiced the Hunyuan Qi Barrier, he needed to replenish too much Qi and blood every day.

Now, he eats five meat meals a day and various blood-tonifying medicinal soups to maintain his cultivation.

It can be said that most of the income of the Qin Mansion is now used by Qin Yang for his own cultivation.

"The young master is really talented. If the Ganoderma lucidum tonic soup is not enough, he may have to use the Dushen prescription."

"This prescription is mainly based on ginseng, plus various auxiliary medicinal materials, which makes the medicinal properties more powerful, has the miraculous effect of strengthening the body, strengthening the body, and increasing qi and blood."

"This potion is so powerful that it is poison to ordinary people."

"But it should be suitable for the young master."

Yao Ya smiled.

"Dukshen soup sounds good."

"Have someone bring it to your house tomorrow."

Qin Yang was very satisfied.

"Okay. Is there anything else, young master?" Yao Ya asked.

"If not, I'll go over to Dashan Pharmacy and Laifu Inn to have a look."

Qin Yang looked like he was here for a inspection.

He was the head of the family, so his behavior was understandable, and Yao Ya did not become suspicious.

Qin Yang left Daliang Pharmacy and frowned slightly.

Yao Ya acted too normal, without any hint of guilt, and was very magnanimous.

It really doesn't look like he's embezzling money.

"Looking at it again, I don't believe there is no clue."

Qin Yang rolled his eyes.

Just in time for a trip, he actually visited Daliang Drug Store and Laifu Inn.

He squats in the Qin Mansion every day to practice, and he really needs to show his face.

After shopping around, he went to the tea shop to kill some time. Qin Yang watched the sky getting dark before heading towards Daliang Medicine Shop.

He hid in a corner and watched quietly.

Yao Ya was asking a few waiters to pack the medicinal materials while he settled the accounts at the counter.

After everything was tidied up, Yao Ya asked a few guys to go home first and stayed in the drug store to close the door.

It wasn't until the sun completely set that Yao Ya seemed to figure out the calculation, then took the account book and locked the door of the drug store and left.

He walked along the streets and alleys.

He looked back from time to time, looking quite alert.

Qin Yang, who was following behind, was a little surprised. Could it be that Yao Ya found out that he was following him?

He observed for a while and felt that Yao Ya might be too nervous.

So what is Yao Ya nervous about?

He followed quietly.

Entering an alley filled with smelly water and piles of garbage.

"What is Yao Ya doing here?"

In Qin Yang's memory, this area was the poorest and most backward place in Linjiang City.

There are some beggars and homeless people hiding in the corners of various dilapidated houses and even thatched houses.

Yao Ya has been working as the shopkeeper of Daliang Drug Store for so many years, so it is impossible for him to live in such a ghost place.

There must be something else going on when he comes here.

Sure enough the next second.

Yao Ya came to a relatively clean yard and knocked on the door gently.

What's more, a head poked out of the wooden door. When he saw it was Yao Ya, he asked him to come in quickly.

Qin Yang saw this scene clearly.

He looked surprised, pretending to be passing by as if nothing had happened, then walked around to the back of the courtyard, climbed over the courtyard wall lightly, and lowered his body to the corner of a house where there was a human voice.

"Master, this is today's money."

"A total of thirty-two taels of silver."

A restrained voice came out, it should be Yao Ya's voice.

"The money. It should be the money he embezzled today."

"Who did he give the money to?"

Qin Yang frowned slightly.

This is all his money!

He changed his position, came to the edge of a window, poked a small hole gently, and looked inside.

The house was dark, with only one candle burning faintly.

Then Qin Yang saw a bald man wearing a white sacrificial robe, sitting cross-legged.

The man was about forty years old, with an ordinary appearance and a short beard.

Yao Ya was standing in front of this man and placed a few pieces of silver in front of him.

"Yao Ya, you have donated so much money these days."

"Your child struggling in hell is about to reach the other side."

The bald man smiled when he saw the silver on the ground.

"It would be nice to reach the other side and transcend."

“It doesn’t matter what I give of myself.”

Yao Ya became extremely fanatical.

"Your sincerity will be felt on the other side."

"Go and bring more money back."

"This money will be turned into a boat to bring your son out of hell."

The bald man's voice was bewitching.

"Mage, then I'll come back tomorrow."

Yao Ya respectfully bid farewell to the Master and left the house.

"What the hell"

"The other side of the underworld. Welcome?"

Qin Yang eavesdropped outside the window inexplicably.

But he quickly remembered something.

A few years ago, when Yao Ya came to have a son who was one month old, Qin Yang himself went to have a dinner.

However, he later contracted some strange disease and died when he was less than one year old.

Poor Yao Ya saved lives and injured many people throughout his life, but he could not save his only son.

"It seems that the big bald man knew this and tricked Yao Ya into giving him constant confessions."

Qin Yang was angry.

As a result, not long after Yao Ya left, another person came in to offer money to the bald man.

For the next half an hour, Qin Yang was more and more frightened.

Not only Yao Ya, many people seemed to be bewitched by the bald man and kept offering him money.

"I thought he was a charlatan."

"Looking at it this way, it looks more like a cult that pretends to be a god."

Qin Yang was shocked.

Linjiang City was already chaotic enough, but I didn't expect there would be such a thing in the dark.

He roughly looked at the people who just came in.

From peddlers to wealthy businessmen.

Almost all classes of people in Linjiang City have appeared here.

This is very scary.

What kind of cult organization is this.

After a while, no one entered the house.

The bald mage stood up and called a few men in yellow clothes to collect most of the money on the ground.

Then divide it into small bags.

"Go." The bald mage waved his hand.

After the men in yellow divided the money bags, they respectfully left.

Qin Yang thought about it, did not act rashly, and quietly left the house.

After waiting in a dark corner for a while, he saw several men in yellow walk out of the courtyard and then dispersed.

Qin Yang randomly chose one person to follow.

He wanted to see what the people in the cult were going to do with the money.

Followed all the way.

Not long after, Qin Yang saw the man in yellow stop at a house and knock on the door.

Soon, a middle-aged man with a thin face came out.

The man in yellow put the money bag in his hand in his hand and said something.

The man knelt down with tears of gratitude and kept kowtowing to the man in yellow.

The man in yellow helped him up and said something before leaving.