"You two adults, please don't get me wrong. What I mean is that one hundred dead souls and one bottle of spirit-gathering pill are too little."
He Ping'an raised his hand to signal the two of them to relax, and continued with a smile: "You have to increase the amount!"
"That's not what you meant!"
Duan Baihu's face was as dark as water, and his voice was cold and stern: "This price has been negotiated before. Now that we are here, it is absolutely impossible for you to increase the amount temporarily!"
Master Ding's figure was erratic, swaying with the wind, as if it had nothing to do with him and was hanging high.
"Duan Baihu, I said you would be mistaken."
He Pingan's expression did not change at all, and he continued to smile: "My increase is relative."
"You add a bottle of spirit-gathering pill, and I'll add a hundred dead souls, how about that?"
When Duan Baihu heard this, the expression on his face suddenly relaxed and he let out a long breath.
After all, Tan Shoubei is also a fifth-grade martial artist, and he has hundreds of soldiers under his command. He also occupies a favorable location. Duan Baihu does not want to quarrel with him unless it is absolutely necessary.
He looked at He Ping'an with resentful eyes. Although he didn't speak, his expression was self-evident. "Can you fucking finish what you want to say in one go? Don't be surprised."
"I remember that I discussed this matter with Tan Shoubei before. There are tens of thousands of dead souls here, and I asked you to sell them to us a thousand at a time, but you said that this matter is very important. If too many dead souls are lost, you are afraid that it will not be easy to explain, so The deal is over."
"Why did you suddenly figure it out today?"
Duan Baihu glanced at He Pingan and asked curiously.
"Hey, I've been improving in my cultivation recently, and I'm thinking of making a breakthrough in one go!"
The real energy on the body of Tan Shou Bei transformed by He Ping'an fluctuated. Duan Baihu was keenly aware that Tan Shou Bei's cultivation had reached the peak of the fifth level. With the help of several bottles of spirit gathering pills, he would definitely be able to break through the fifth level and step into the martial arts. Fourth grade.
"Congratulations, Brother Tan!"
Duan Baihu held his hand, but a trace of envy flashed across his face. He had come to him to make a deal before, but he didn't know that this person was about to break through before he could break through.
It’s all because the prefect gave himself too little.
"This matter is of great importance. I want to ask the prefect for instructions. Please wait a moment!"
Duan Baihu's face straightened. Ten bottles of Spirit Gathering Pills at a time was a large amount for him, and he had to inform the prefect.
"Please!"
He Pingan waved one hand and turned his body to one side, waiting for Duan Baihu to ask for instructions.
Duan Baihu took out a fiery red talisman in his hand, and with a thought, the true energy surged, and the communication talisman was activated.
Then he whispered several times to the communication talisman. The communication talisman made a shrill sound of breaking through the air, then turned into a red escaping light and disappeared into the horizon in an instant.
Two quarters of an hour later, with a "swish" sound, the communication talisman pierced the sky, came from a distance, and fell into Duan Baihu's hands.
Duan Baihu quickly entered the true essence, and a faint voice came from his ears: "Accurate!"
"There is no problem with the Governor!"
Duan Baihu looked happy. If this transaction was successful, he would definitely be heavily rewarded by the prefect. Maybe if he accumulated enough, he would be able to enter the fourth level of martial arts.
As long as the cultivation level is improved, the official position can be moved up.
"Then you start!"
Duan Baihu ordered.
"Duan Baihu, I'm a little curious. Can the prefect eat so many high-level souls?"
He Ping'an showed a strange look on his face. He was not in a hurry to control the formation, but instead asked.
"Tan Shouwei, you seem to be taking too much care."
Duan Baihu's face darkened, and he warned: "Whether you can eat it or not, it's our business. You just need to hand over a thousand souls."
"What if I don't pay?"
He Pingan's voice suddenly changed at this time, and then a pair of big hands grabbed Duan Baihu. Duan Baihu's eyes were sharp and he was about to strike out with a palm.
However, he found that his feet had left the ground at some point, and his neck was held in He Ping'an's hands. The bursts of pressure from his palms made him breathless and almost suffocated.
"Tan Shouwei, you are crazy!"
Duan Baihu struggled to squeeze out a few words from his nose, and then condensed his true energy with both hands, blasting He Pingan's chest with his right hand, and grabbed the palm of He Pingan's neck with his left hand, trying to break away from his control.
Unexpectedly, he only raised his hand halfway when a powerful stream of true energy rushed into his Dantian, and then an undetectable breaking sound sounded in Duan Baihu's body.
Dantian is broken and cultivation is completely destroyed!
When the rabbit was up and the falcon was about to fall, Duan Baihu was captured by He Ping'an. Master Ding Xian, who was floating in the air at this time, saw something unusual, and his body turned into a breeze, and he was about to escape.
"Get off!"
He Ping'an roared, and the sound shook the whole place. Master Ding, who had turned into a breeze, was shaken by this huge roar, and his magic power was scattered, and he fell from the air.
Likewise, their cultivation is completely useless and they are like useless people.
"Take the two of them and follow me to the Liaodong County Prefect's Mansion!"
He Pingan gave instructions to the thin young man, and then looked into the depths of the blue array.
"yes!"
The thin young man's heart trembled, and he quickly agreed, and then tied Duan Baihu and Ding Xianshi together.
This three crazy Taoist was so terrifying that a few hours ago, the hundred people in the entire Heroic Soul Valley garrison camp had all turned into a pile of dead bodies.
If he had never participated in the sale of dead souls and tried his best to stop it, and was physically punished and abused by the people in the garrison, he would probably have died at the hands of this person.
He Ping'an stood stunned for a moment, then waved one hand, mana surged out, and took out the spirit boat in Duan Baihu's storage bag.
Then with a thought, the spirit boat glowed with aura, and the four people were involved in it. The spirit boat drew a stream of light in mid-air and headed towards Liaodong County.
...
Jizhou, a county in Liaodong.
People were coming and going on the streets, and the sound of hawking was endless.
Liaodong County is the Jizhou County closest to Beimang, so in Liaodong County, you will see many special products from Beimang, such as glacial snow lotus, refined cold iron and other products.
There are also some monster furs obtained by the Beimang aliens from hunting, which are made into fox fur and mink hats by tailors with exquisite craftsmanship, and flow into Daxuan through Liaodong County.
It became the status symbol of Daxuan's so-called upper-class celebrities.
A stream of yellow light crossed the sky and flew into the county city. With a flash, it landed at the prefect's mansion in the north of the city.
Didn't attract anyone's attention.
Four figures fell from the flying boat, and the leader was none other than Duan Baihu.
"Master Duan!"
When several soldiers at the door saw it was Duan Baihu, they quickly bowed and saluted.
Duan Baihu ignored them, stared ahead, and walked towards the prefect's mansion with the three people behind him.
"Duan Baihu, are you back so soon?"
Stepping into the front hall, a middle-aged elegant man wearing a scarlet official uniform, lowering his head to sip tea, raised his head in surprise and asked.
"Everything went well on this trip, so I came back early."
Duan Baihu said with a slightly stiff voice.
"Why did you bring them here?"
The elegant middle-aged man glanced at Tan Shou and Bei behind Duan Baihu and asked suspiciously.
"There are too many dead souls that Master Ding and I can't fit into our soul bags, so I'll ask Tao Shouwei to make a trip."
Duan Baihu explained, and Master Ding Xian on the side nodded stiffly, indicating that he was right.
"I see, I forgot about this!"
The elegant middle-aged man brushed his beard and said with a smile, put down the tea cup and stepped forward to greet him.
Just when he was about to take over the bag of ghosts from Duan Baihu's hand, the middle-aged elegant man suddenly pointed at Tan Shou and Bei behind Duan Baihu and said: "Restrict your hands and feet!"
The awe-inspiring righteousness burst out from his chest, and he followed his words, immediately trapping the two of them.
Then, at some point, the official seal of the prefect had turned into a size of three feet, and fell from the sky, like a hill, hitting it hard.
With a loud "boom", the ground of the entire prefect's Yamen seemed to shake, and the prefect's official seal immediately smashed the two people into a ball of flesh.
Bright red blood slowly flowed out from the seam between the prefect seal and the ground, dyeing the entire front hall red.
