Zhuangzi is not far from the academy. Half an hour's riding on horseback is enough, and a dog-drawn cart can run even faster.
Jiang Tinglin was still caring. He was worthy of being a monster, running so fast on such a bumpy road that the car didn't even bump.
It's so silky, like high-grade silk. This is called riding in a car. In the past, it was called torture.
Jiu Motoko used his spiritual power to float the carriage. Of course, there would be no bumps if it didn't touch the ground, otherwise the fake brother would be tired from pulling it.
The door of Zhuangzi was closed. Jiang Tinglin glanced at Jiu Yuanzi, sat on the carriage and shouted to the door: "Where are you, where are you? Open the door for me!"
Someone showed his head on the wall, looked at the situation outside, and recognized him, "Master, you are here."
"We are killing cows inside, and the ground is full of sewage and dirt. Do you want to go out for a walk and let us clean it up first?"
When Jiang Tinglin heard that there was another merchant inside, he shouted: "Open the door, these are not outsiders and know what is going on inside."
"Okay." The man on the wall shrank back, and the door opened soon after.
In order to facilitate merchants, the courtyard gate was built very large to facilitate the entry and exit of carriages.
The fake brother pulled the carriage directly into the yard, and saw seven people in the yard destroying corpses and removing traces.
They were dragging four merchants to the big stove in the corner, while others were drawing water from the well to wash away the blood on the ground.
When he saw Jiang Tinglin, he stopped what he was doing and said, "Young Master, you are here."
"Kill them." Jiu Yuanzi said calmly while sitting on the carriage.
Xiao Wanfa didn't move. If he didn't call his name, he definitely wasn't calling him. Moreover, such an ordinary person shouldn't be worthy of him making a move.
Gong Yangyan stood up immediately, put the gun on the carriage, and fired at the people in the yard.
The spirit-charging gun uses spiritual energy as bullets and spirit-charging treasures as magazines. Each spirit-charging treasure can shoot a hundred bullets.
She had already put on a new Lingbao, and the bullets were fired for free. The soil on the ground was lifted up by the bullets, leaving holes.
The old couple huddled together, shivering.
Sure enough, I shouldn't be too nosy at the beginning. I want to see the environment and nature of my daughter's work.
What kind of books are you still studying? It would be great to drop out of school and save some money to buy a few bags.
The beautiful atmosphere when they first entered the dojo has long since disappeared, leaving only a middle-aged couple who suffered a huge psychological impact.
Without wasting many bullets, all the people in Zhuangzi were killed by Gong Yangyan. Of course, she also had the mentality of atonement for her sins and wanted to behave better.
Jiang Tinglin hesitated to speak. It was not that he felt sad that his men died, but that these people were experienced and worked very efficiently.
Now that they are all killed, he will have to train a new group of people later.
There are skills to being a bad guy, and it doesn't mean you can do well just because you are good at it.
It is the characteristic of most people that they know how to do something as soon as they see it and fail as soon as they do it.
Since knowing that Jiu Yuanzi is a male monster, Jiang Tinglin has calmed down. Can monsters have good people?
Especially after seeing Gong Yangyan's murderous methods, he was even more convinced that they were a group of bad people with no good intentions.
We are all bad people, so why don’t we sympathize with each other and have a common language?
He is of great use. He can always be a ferocious and obedient dog that can perform tasks for monsters and monsters.
Jiang Tinglin got out of the car first and said respectfully: "Sir, the warehouse is over here."
Tsk tsk, the names have changed.
Jiu Yuanzi raised his eyebrows. He was really a bad guy, very capable of bending and stretching.
Xiao Wanfa and Gong Yangyan both glanced at him. Both of them had no good intentions. If they were given a chance, they would kill Jiang Tinglin immediately.
Jiang Tinglin was puzzled by this murderous intention. He had never seen a follower before, but he was unwilling for his boss to accept his younger brother.
The more people there are, the greater the power.
But thinking about the monster's appearance, he suddenly understood.
This is really bad.
He then said to Xiao Wanfa and Gong Yangyan: "My family has twelve wives, twelve concubines, thirty-eight bedrooms, six outer rooms, and countless confidants. All the ladies in the palace are related to me."
"Huh? You are still in the mood to show off at this time." Gong Yangyan scolded angrily.
But Xiao Wanfa thought that he was implying that he would do anything to get the woman he liked?
This man is dead.
Jiu Yuanzi got off the car and followed Jiang Tinglin to the warehouse at the back, which was a basement.
As soon as the heavy door on the ground was opened, there was a musty smell. The air below was very turbid, and the warehouse was not well maintained.
Jiang Tinglin led the way down, and Jiu Yuanzi threw a light spell inside, illuminating the underground warehouse.
Inside are rows of shelves with countless glass bottles containing red self-luminous smoke.
The entire warehouse was full of such things, and there was no other trash like Jiu Yuanzi imagined, and then he picked up spiritual objects from them.
Jiang Tinglin smiled and said: "Sir, although the quality of these is not very good, it is still a hard currency among monsters. If you sell it to mortals, you can exchange it for anything you want."
What's this?
Neither Jiu Motoko nor anyone else knew.
But she couldn't show it, so she said without interest: "The quality is too poor, how dare you give me this kind of thing. What can I use this kind of quality for, I don't think it can be sold."
"Sir, we mortals can only take this level of evil. No matter how high-quality it is, we wouldn't dare to use it." Jiang Tinglin said flatteringly.
Jiu Yuanzi picked up the bottle of evil spirits, but she couldn't tell what it was through the glass bottle. She had never heard of evil spirits in heaven.
So, she threw the bottle to Jiang Tinglin, "Eat it and show it to me."
Jiang Tinglin didn't hesitate at all and opened the glass bottle. The red self-luminous evil spirit inside went directly into his nostrils.
He showed an expression of enjoyment, and then the corners of his mouth twitched, and his expression looked particularly ferocious under the illumination of those red evil spirits.
Jiu Yuanzi intercepted a trace of the evil spirit, wrapped it with spiritual power and pulled it in front of him. He carefully reached out and touched the evil spirit.
In an instant, she opened her eyes wide, and immediately used her spiritual power to destroy the trace of evil.
Xiao Wanfa immediately sent a message: "Yuanzi, what's wrong? Is it something bad?"
"Something that should be considered a pollutant, I encountered in heaven not long after I was born, but it was colorless, odorless and invisible. Only the disgusting feeling remains fresh in my memory." Jiu Yuanzi recalled.
"I asked a lot of fairies and generals at that time, but they didn't know what I was talking about. That thing has been bothering me for hundreds of years. It's very annoying."
Xiao Wanfa asked: "What happened next?"
"Then one day, they disappeared, and they didn't have any impact on me. It was just that feeling of someone always farting around you for hundreds of years, constantly provoking you, and trying to make you unhappy." Jiu Motoko recalled.
"But I am a little fairy. No one else has met me. How could I just lose to them?"
"In the end, I won. They disappeared without knowing when. It was me as expected."
"I feel the same aura on these evil spirits, but it is very light, incomparable to what I encountered at that time. It is indeed the same as what the eldest son of the prefect said, the quality is very poor." She looked at Jiang Tinglin, but did not see that he was eating What kind of reaction do you have after being exposed to evil spirits?
Jiang Tinglin ended his expression of enjoyment and took a deep breath with endless aftertaste, "This taste always feels so good."
"It's just that I have too much inventory at home, so these are piled here unsold."
Jiu Yuanzi looked at the evil spirits, which contained at least three to four hundred bottles, and said, "Are all the merchants carrying this kind of stuff?"
Jiang Tinglin said matter-of-factly: "Of course, as long as you have this, you can exchange it for anything you want. Of course, bringing this is the most cost-effective."
"Where did the supply come from?" Jiu Yuanzi asked curiously.
Jiang Tinglin pointed in the direction outside the city and said: "There is a kind of wild beast called Luyou outside the city. They haunt the mountains and fields. As long as you hunt them and put their blood into a glass bottle, you will be evil."
"Most people outside the city rely on this to exchange for daily necessities in the city. Even the emperor has sent people to hunt for evil spirits on land outside the city."
The blood of land travel?
I really want to see what kind of beast this is. It also appeared in heaven 1800 years ago and haunted me for a hundred years.
Jiu Yuanzi asked: "Does this low-quality evil do you any good?"
"Benefits? Yes, you will have more courage to do things you didn't dare to do before, and your heart will become stronger. Although I am the eldest son of the prefect, I have not yet obtained the title. I took the final imperial examination last year because I didn't dare He killed his old mother and was found unqualified.”
Jiang Tinglin showed a crazy expression, "I will definitely have no problem in this year's palace examination, and I will definitely win the top prize."
"The emperor's questions every year are inseparable from the word family. I will have more than a dozen children born before the palace examination."
"I will definitely win the No. 1 pick this year!"
Jiu Yuanzi glanced at him.
"Pfft." Jiang Tinglin's head moved, and blood spurted out, splattering on the glass bottles on the shelf.
Xiao Wanfa put away his sword and said calmly: "He has disturbed someone."
Jiu Yuanzi nodded, "Yes."
Then she turned to look at the old gatekeeper who had been walking at the end, and grinned: "Can you tell me, is there anyone else in this city and outside the city who has never killed anyone like you?"
The old man's legs were trembling and he stammered: "I'm just a poor old janitor, and I don't know about other people's affairs."
"Really? That means the whole city is bad." Jiu Yuanzi stared at the old man and asked with a smile.
The old man was about to cry, "Why do you want to embarrass me, an inconspicuous old janitor?"
"Maybe it's because you don't feel sorry for the beautiful and lovely monster lady." Jiu Motoko tilted her head and thought for a while.
