The road to immortality started from a blind man in a pharmacy

Chapter 74 74. The matter is over

Dark clouds covered the city, strong winds came, and heavy rain was about to fall. The sky showed a dark gray-yellow color.

The carriage drove through the streets, and there were noisy conversations along the way, and many sounds fell into Song Cheng's ears.

"Kill the barbarians", "must win", "the master of the realm will teach you personally" these words drilled into his ears from all directions.

The figures outlined by white lines, tall, short, fat and thin, all different, ran wildly and hurriedly in the world of ink and wash, shouting and shouting, and hurriedly went from one place to another.

"Manager, go from the central city and go around the government office." The young man suddenly ordered.

The manager replied respectfully: "Yes, son-in-law."

The car suddenly exploded.

"What? Son-in-law? What son-in-law?" Master An exploded like a dog whose tail was stepped on.

Mr. Wang, who had said "shut up" twice, stopped pretending and ignored the basic etiquette between master and servant.

"Shut up."

He said coldly, his voice was cold and even murderous.

Mr. An was a scumbag with his head in his pants. He lost his temper when he was scared. He just looked at Mr. Wang and said softly: "I'm just asking. Mr. Wang, what kind of son-in-law is that blind boy? Whose son-in-law is he?"

Mr. Wang clenched his fist.

Mr. An is not stupid. He said in a trembling voice: "It's not my family, right? No. My father, my wife has already..."

Mr. Wang said: "Master, many things have happened at home. When you go back, the president will explain it to you."

Mr. An hesitated and said: "The president is Changsheng, right?"

Mr. Wang said: "It's President An Chenyu."

Mr. An:.

Song Cheng was speechless listening to the confused old father-in-law behind the curtain, and the carriage had arrived at the central city in the rumbling thunder and lightning.

There were many people lined up in front of the county government. Warriors from all over the place came here like a hundred rivers converging into the sea. This seemed to be just the beginning, and more and more people were coming.

There was a burning breath in the air.

The noisy voices gathered into high morale.

Blind Song felt something in his heart, and suddenly slowly turned his head to look at one place, paying attention to the focus, and the surrounding noises were cleared, and the sound of that place came faintly.

But in just a moment, the faint sound suddenly exploded like a fire in oil, and the sound waves spread to the surroundings.

"It's the Foreign Affairs Envoy of Shanhe Martial Arts Hall, the great master of the Form Realm, 'Six-Armed Old Ape' Yuan Qianke!"

"Master Yuan!"

"Foreign Affairs Envoy Yuan!"

"Master Yuan is really here to recruit people!"

"I heard that as long as you pass the test, you can enter Shanhe Martial Arts Hall!"

Many excited voices intertwined, rumbling even the thunder in the sky couldn't suppress it.

Which warrior doesn't crave the Form Realm?

Once you enter the Form Realm, let alone other things, you won't get sick anymore.

But in the border city, "Form Realm Gongfa" is so rare.

If you want to get it, there are only three places: Shanhe Martial Arts Hall, Baituo Manor, and Zhushan Temple.

And vaguely, some news is spreading, saying that these three forces are the ones who truly control Hanping Prefecture. Joining them, there is a bright future.

Song Cheng raised his eyes and settled on a data surrounded by many data, the highest data here:

93~184.

Obviously, this is the strength of Yuan Qianke, the foreign affairs envoy of Shanhe Martial Arts Hall, the 'Six-armed Old Ape'.

Song Cheng was silent for a while, and glanced at himself again.

143~286.

It seems that even if they are in the same realm, the gap is still very large.

However, it is not big enough.

The opponent's "184" exceeds his "143".

A foreign affairs envoy can threaten him, he is not safe enough.

However, it's okay, he has not fully digested the existing resources, and has not become strong enough.

He still has a strong and fierce system that has not been trained, and the newly trained strength has not evolved into shape.

He still needs time to practice, digest, and consolidate.

However, he must first solve the problem of the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall's outer disciples who blackmailed the An family and the Chen family's son.

This matter

If you pay the money honestly, you will be blackmailed endlessly.

If the news reaches Shanhe Martial Arts School, Shanhe Martial Arts School will hold a grudge against them, which will cause endless hidden dangers.

Then, just pay the money to clear the suspicion, after all, there are still a few families being blackmailed, and then kill them and get the money back.

This is Song Cheng's plan.

Today he is going to see the target to kill, so as not to kill the wrong one.

When Mr. An returned home and asked around, he was dumbfounded.

His father died, his wife died, and his eldest son also died, and his head was chopped off by the government.

Now, his daughter has completely controlled the An family.

And that blind servant is really his son-in-law.

Mr. An didn't know what to say. He wanted to cry, but he found that his feelings for the An family had faded over the years. This is not his problem, but the An family of his generation, almost everyone is like this.

Want to make a fuss, what is the fuss?

So, he went to Miss An and said with a wry smile: "My daughter, how about you give me some money and let me move out."

He planned to go to the red-light district to find the beauties and complain to them.

When he ran out of money, he would come back to ask for it.

But Miss An had seen through the nature of this father. After thinking about it, she called Zhao Hua and said: "Hua Zi, take An Xu to practice martial arts. It doesn't matter whether he can practice or not, just practice."

After a few things, Huazi's ability has been recognized by the eldest lady. Now she reorganized the structure of the Chamber of Commerce and allocated a large number of forces to Zhao Hua, asking him to focus on collecting information and taking care of some foreign affairs.

Because Zhao Hua was determined to follow Song Cheng, and because he knew the difficult history of the eldest lady's rise to power, he had great respect for this sister-in-law, so he did not refuse and took the job directly.

At this time, he turned his head to look at the "pile of booger" Mr. An, and smiled: "Yes, sister-in-law."

As he said, Zhao Hua walked straight.

Mr. An was frightened at first, and then said proudly: "I am your sister-in-law's father, you try to touch me?"

Zhao Hua raised his hand and grabbed his clothes, leaned close to Mr. An's ear, and whispered a few words.

I don't know what he said, Mr. An suddenly stood at attention, and then followed him obediently.

An Chenyu breathed a sigh of relief.

However, she was still curious about what Zhao Hua said.

But no matter what he said, Zhao Huazhen was a genius in the "gray area". He could control people like Mr. An.

Time passed quickly and two days passed.

A total of 12 warriors left the Ruyi Chamber of Commerce, but none of them were in the Jin realm.

And there were more warriors from other forces.

In the small courtyard, the wind was blowing. The young man was wearing a Jin suit, punching and pushing his palms, looking very powerful.

He was practicing "Barbarian Bear Jin". In three days, he only went from "Not Entry (0/4)" to "Entry (1/8)".

At this moment, a well-mannered man who looked like a gentleman came into the courtyard and whispered, "Brother, I have checked it out. The Gao family gave the money yesterday, and the Chi family gave it this evening."

"Thank you for your hard work, Huazi."

Song Cheng said, "Brother, I can't do these things, so I'll trouble you."

Zhao Hua hurriedly said, "What are you talking about, brother? Such trivial and dirty things are not something that should be touched by your hands."

He looked at the boy with black cloth wrapped around his eyes with fiery eyes.

He knew what his brother was going to do today.

But he didn't know how his brother was going to do it.

But it must be extremely exciting and brilliant, because the other party had four masters of the Jin realm and eight warriors of the Li realm.

The difficulty this time was not to kill them, but to kill them silently without giving Shanhe Martial Arts Hall any handle.

The sky gradually darkened.

The waning moon was in the sky.

The young man put on a hat and a cloak, hid his long sword inside, and then took out a set of embroidery needles from the mansion and glanced at the panel:

[Added points: 127 points]

[Skills]

Pear Blossom Flying Needle (Yellow Grade Ding) (Not yet in the door (1/2))

He started to study the skill of "Pear Blossom Flying Needle" the day before yesterday. It is a common skill and the lowest level of martial arts.

It is called "Pear Blossom" because when the flying needle is thrown, the metal needle will explode white light in the sun, just like pear blossoms.

It sounds beautiful, but it is nothing.

The more concealed the hidden weapon technique is, the better. This explosion of white light in the sun is simply shit.

However, what high requirements can there be for the "Yellow Grade Ding" technique?

At this time

Song Cheng invested in this skill bit by bit.

After spending 14 points, he successfully pulled the progress of "Pear Blossom Needle Shooting" to "Great Success (1/16)".

He actually wanted to secretly learn a "secondary weapon" for a long time.

Among them, hidden weapons are the first choice.

This "hidden weapon method" is not usually displayed, but only used to kill people secretly. After all, if he kills people with a knife and shield, it is easy for people to find him.

But if others die from hidden weapons, it has nothing to do with him.

He, Blind Song, holds the knife in his right hand and the shield in his left hand, and he does not know how to use hidden weapons.

Song Cheng twisted the embroidery needle and felt it slightly.

'The accuracy should be fine. '

'That's enough. '

He is not going to waste points any more.

The lower limit of strength is there. Even if he takes a brick and hits it with all his strength, he can reach a strength of 143.

With this strength, let alone killing those blackmailing disciples in seconds, even the "Six-armed Old Ape" Yuan Qianke, the foreign affairs envoy of Shanhe Martial Arts Hall, will die without preparation.

After doing all this, Song Cheng followed the route provided by Zhao Hua and moved forward quickly, and came to a small alley in a blink of an eye.

This small alley is the place he came before.

But after a quick glance, there was no data, no one.

Blind Song was not in a hurry, he climbed over the wall and entered the house, found a hidden place, and looked around with his soul out of his body

The house was not cleaned up, and the people did not look like they had left, and there were no silver notes, so they were most likely to exchange for cash.

After all, if Hanping Prefecture was breached, the silver notes issued by the Hanping Prefecture bank would be invalid.

He waited patiently.

He was always patient.

Even if he waited here for three days and three nights, as long as he could successfully kill the target, he would have no problem.

What's more, at this time his soul was floating outside, searching everywhere for the disciples who dared to blackmail the An family.

Suddenly, his soul calmed down, and he saw a man in black waving a big knife in a deep alley and killing wildly.

The man in black killed one by one with a knife, and he was fast and accurate, and his strength was surprisingly in the Xing realm.

Looking closely again, isn't this the "Six-armed Old Ape" Yuan Qianke, the foreign affairs envoy of Shanhe Martial Arts Hall?

Song Cheng's soul looked at the people killed by Yuan Qianke again.

Aren't these people exactly his target this time?

Yuan Qianke killed them quickly, and then took out the banknotes from the arms of the blackmailing disciple in the lead.

The disciple hurriedly knelt down and said: "Foreign Affairs Minister, spare your life, spare your life. I just want a little money. I don't have any other bad intentions. I didn't betray the martial arts school."

Yuan Qianke counted the banknotes, put them in his arms, smashed them and said, "It happened to be the military expenses. Well done."

The blackmailed disciple looked happy and was about to beg for mercy again.

Yuan Qianke raised his hand and struck out the disciple with a knife.

After solving the problem, he wrapped himself in black and left quickly.

Song Cheng only felt that things in the world were impermanent and he couldn't laugh or cry.

The target he wanted to kill was actually intercepted.

Today, he planned to practice the "Black Sky Trickery" to make these people blind one by one, and then kill them instantly with one shot.

Unexpectedly, he didn't need to take action at all.

These little blackmailers are just taking chances and don't see any potential danger. There are countless people who want to kill them, take advantage of them, and take advantage of them when they are doing this kind of thing.

It's really like "it looks fierce, but it's actually stupid."

It's just a pity that the An family's ten thousand taels of silver were lost.

Forget it, military expenditures are military expenditures, even Anjia has contributed.

Song Cheng had no intention of looking for Yuan Qianke. He knew this man before, he was a hero, he had a good reputation, and he was going out of the city to fight the barbarians.

never mind.

But when he went out tonight, he didn't want to go home empty-handed, so he stopped by Mr. Chen's house, whose strength was "2~2" and whose favorability was "10".

There were lewd sounds coming from Mr. Chen's room. After a while, it seemed that it was over, and after a while, snoring gradually started.

Song Cheng looked at Mr. Chen's data across the wall. No matter how calm his heart was, the appearance of Mr. Chen was also sketched out.

He didn't enter the room, let alone take a closer look. He raised his hand and shot out a needle at random.

The needles are wrapped around Jin Gang, and the masonry walls are like paper, being easily penetrated.

The embroidery needle shot through the air in an instant, poured into Mr. Chen's temple, and then sank into the ground, completely disappearing.

Mr. Chen's body twitched in his dream, his eyes opened sharply, his consciousness suddenly came together and then fell away. He immediately collapsed, and two lines of blood flowed out of his skull.

This hidden danger has been resolved.

It was as if Song Cheng accidentally stepped on an ant on his way home.

There is no tension when taking action, and there is no pride in killing.