A few days later.
On this day, when the sky was still dark, several monks came to buy elixirs.
While standing in front of the window trading.
Chen An learned from them that the old dog gambling monk who lived next door was dead.
He died while hunting the blood demon.
It was said that all the flesh and blood had been squeezed out, leaving only a skinny and shriveled corpse.
The death was extremely tragic.
Moreover, the hunting team he was part of had more than a dozen people, including a female cultivator at the first level of Qi Refining, but only he, an old cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining, died. This is really a bit strange. Bad luck.
Bad luck?
Chen An doesn't think so.
He still felt more that the monk who brought the old monk into a team a few days ago had bad intentions.
Probably the old monk was going to be sacrificed.
For example, walking at the front to clear the way or something like that, just a cannon fodder tool.
Otherwise, it is completely impossible to explain why a hunting team would take a fancy to such an old monk.
In the blink of an eye, another month has passed.
It's time to pay the rent again.
Manager Zhang, who is responsible for collecting rent, brought bad news this time.
Starting next month, the rent will increase to 3 low-grade spiritual stones per month.
As soon as these words came out, the entire low-level monks in the low-price area exploded and cursed one after another.
Many people cannot afford the high rent and are forced to move out of Bamboo Leaf Forest and find other ways outside.
Some of those who could barely hold on were under increased pressure, thinking that they would have to go out more frequently to hunt blood demons in the future, risking their lives to make money.
Otherwise, sooner or later, they will be ruthlessly kicked out to fend for themselves because they cannot pay the rent.
Now outside the red leaf forest, there are monsters everywhere, and there are as many ghosts as dogs.
Once kicked out, unless you are a powerful monk with a cultivation level as high as the late stage of Qi Refining, you will definitely have a narrow escape.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, you pay the rent so readily. It seems that you have made a lot of money recently."
In front of the wooden house, Manager Zhang accepted the three low-grade spiritual stones handed over by Chen An and teased him with a smile.
As soon as these words came out, many monks living nearby cast their eyes on Chen An.
His eyes were full of envy, jealousy, hatred and other negative emotions, and he was very jealous that he had made a lot of money.
Chen Angan felt these malicious glances keenly, and couldn't help but feel tight in his heart, and denied:
"Manager Zhang, you are overthinking. I am living very hard now. After paying the rent, I have almost nothing left. I am worried about whether I can earn 3 low-grade spiritual stones to pay the rent next month."
Manager Zhang smiled and said nothing.
The glances cast by the low-level monks nearby were still filled with all sorts of ill intentions.
Obviously, they didn't believe Chen An's denial.
Regarding the current situation where he was hated by many people, Chen An felt a little numb.
He knew full well that he had been targeted by many desperate low-level monks nearby.
Once you leave home, you will definitely be robbed and killed.
In desperation, he simply stopped pretending and shouted to Manager Zhang who was about to leave:
"Manager Zhang, wait!"
"What's wrong?"
"I have something to tell you. Can you come in and talk in detail?"
"Can."
Manager Zhang replied.
Soon, the two walked into the house.
As soon as he entered, Chen An immediately got straight to the point:
"Manager Zhang, it's like this. I want to buy a self-defense technique. I wonder if you have any self-defense techniques that you can sell?"
"Don't tell me, what a coincidence, I happen to have a copy right here."
As if he expected that Chen An would buy the exercises from him, Manager Zhang took out a thin secret book of exercises from his arms and waved it in front of Chen An.
The other party was obviously prepared, and I might have been tricked...
Chen An realized this.
By this time, if he hadn't realized that he had just been deliberately provoked by Manager Zhang in front of everyone, he would be a fool.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, if you really want it, I can sell you this skill at a cheap price. It's not expensive either. It only costs 100 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones."
Manager Zhang said with a smile on his face.
Expensive, but not unacceptable.
Chen An glanced at the secret book of exercises held in the other person's hand, and suddenly felt strange in his heart.
Because the name of the exercise is "Golden Finger".
Seeing that Chen An had a strange look on his face, Manager Zhang introduced him to the secret book of the exercises in his hand and said:
"This "Golden Finger" is a spell. The upper limit is not high, but it is easy to master. It is very suitable for monks in the early stages of Qi refining."
"Although it's just a basic spell, as long as you master it proficiently, it's more than enough for you to protect yourself in this cheap area."
If you are cheated, be cheated!
Bought!
After gritting his teeth and making a decision.
Chen An spent almost all his savings to pay and deliver the goods to Manager Zhang.
"You Daoyou Chen is being dishonest. Just now you said you were worried about next month's rent, and now he easily took out 100 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones. It's so unkind."
Manager Zhang joked with a smile.
Chen An didn't chat much with him. He just replied that he had something to do at home later and saw him off tactfully.
After Manager Zhang left, Chen An was not in a hurry to look through the spell "Gold Finger" he had just bought.
Instead, he hurriedly walked into the alchemy room and took out all the poisons he usually made.
Then he found a pile of wood, sharpened it and inserted it vertically under the courtyard wall. Then he mixed the poison he just took out with water and applied it on the tips to make a simple anti-intrusion trap.
For the sake of conservatism, some small traps were also laid out one after another to further increase the difficulty of invasion.
After that, all kinds of dead branches and leaves were scattered around the perimeter of the yard. In this way, when someone wanted to get close to the house, a crisp sound of broken hard objects would be made, which was used as an alarm in the event of an invasion.
This is not making a mountain out of a molehill.
As soon as he recalled the malicious looks he had just felt outside the house, Chen An felt very insecure, so he had to take precautions, otherwise he would not be able to sleep well at night.
During this period, my little wife went out once, but Chen An immediately called her back and asked her to stay in the house and try not to come out if nothing happened.
The little wife was very obedient, and immediately returned to the house obediently without asking any questions out of curiosity.
When all the traps were laid, the sky had completely darkened.
Chen An looked at the yard that he had armed himself with, feeling full of security in his heart, and finally able to relax a little bit of his tense nerves.
After that, he couldn't wait to find a place to sit down and carefully looked through the spells he just bought.
The first few pages of the book are full of introductions.
As the name suggests, "Golden Finger" is a spell that is activated by fingers.
After getting started, when the spell is activated, the fingers will glow with golden light, become as hard as steel, and are so powerful that they can pierce stones.
Once you become proficient, you can shoot the golden light from your fingers, making it possible to pierce the Yang with a hundred steps like a bow and arrow.
Further back, you can shoot farther and more accurately.
"This spell seems good."
After reading the introduction on the first few pages, Chen An felt satisfied and continued to read on.
The next few pages are all about how to practice cheats.
The way to practice is very simple, just poke things here and there with your fingers.
The difficulty lies in how to find the feeling during practice and to be able to gather all the spiritual power in the body into the fingers, thereby bursting out with terrifying power.
in the days to come.
Apart from having sex with his little wife in the room, or refining elixirs in the alchemy room, Chen An spent the rest of his time poking things everywhere with his fingers.
Poke rice, poke mud, poke trees, poke rocks... poke whatever you see.
Just poking here and there all day long.
After poking until the rice is broken, the mud is collapsed, the trees are pierced, and the rocks are broken——
He finally mastered the magic of golden finger!
[Goldfinger: Getting Started (1/100)]
"Finally done!"
Chen An couldn't hold back his excitement and immediately activated the Golden Finger spell.
The next second, the index finger and middle finger of the right hand that were brought together immediately glowed with a faint golden light.
Although the light was weak, it seemed particularly bright in this late night.
"It's really Goldfinger."
Chen An looked at his glowing fingers, dumbfounded.
Then he immediately couldn't wait to test the strength of his golden finger, and he stabbed the ground under his feet.
"Puff puff!"
The extremely solid piece of yellow mud, under the continuous destruction of Chen An's fingers, instantly opened many deep and thick holes.
Good guy, this golden finger is so powerful!
Chen An became excited again, and he could clearly feel that he had transformed from a scumbag into a Super Saiyan who could explode stars at will.
Although it would be a bit exaggerated to describe it this way, his combat effectiveness at this moment has indeed improved tremendously.
"Sand...sand...sand!"
In the silent night, there was a sudden sound of cautious but extremely obvious footsteps.
Someone is approaching the house!
And judging from the number of voices, it’s far more than just one person!
There are at least five!
Chen An frowned and tensed his nerves instantly.
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