In front of the Lijiazhuang gate, Shen Xiu was touching the corpse.
Touching corpses is a tradition. After finally fighting a battle, it is natural to follow this tradition.
Shen Xiu cut off the head of the third master, Wang Bao, and took the clothes off the red fire thief and wrapped it up. After all, this was a head that could be exchanged for a bounty and was worth fifty taels.
The guard of Fenglei Martial Arts School watched on the sidelines, looking for an opportunity to shamelessly reveal his intentions, facing Shen Xiu who was still in Jinhong, but naturally he returned without success.
In addition, having just faced the retreat of the Red Fire Bandits, he had no shame in staying in Lijiazhuang and found an excuse to leave.
Chen Xiu didn't pay attention to the so-called guarding, and concentrated on searching for the red fire thief.
It has to be said that these thieves still have something on them. They don't have much silver with them, but when they are collected in twos and threes, they still have more than a hundred taels of silver. Shen Xiu has added a lot of extra money.
There are also a few war sabers in good condition, which should be worth some money if sold.
Especially the one owned by Wang Bao, the third leader of the Red Fire Pirates. Chen Xiu looked at the mark on it and found that it should also be a product of Bailiantang.
I don’t know whether the Third Master snatched them or bought them, but I think he could have replaced them with quite a few.
In addition to these, Shen Xiu used a knife to open the clothes of these red fire thieves and continued to search on those red fire thieves.
Particular emphasis was placed on taking care of the third head of the Chihuo Village.
He wanted to look for any skills. After all, he was the third-in-command of the Red Fire Village, so he could still miss something.
As a result, I turned over and over and searched all over my body, but found nothing.
Come to think of it, one's own secrets and techniques are related to one's own fundamentals. Who would carry them with him without any problem?
Shen Xiu's idea of picking up the slack fell flat.
Originally, he had heard that the leader of the Red Fire Village was invulnerable and very powerful, so he wondered if he, as a brother, might have some powerful skills.
The idea failed, and Shen Xiu didn't care. After all, the technique was something that could only be encountered but not sought.
After wiping out this group of red fire thieves and packing up his belongings to be exchanged for money, he took the head of the third leader, Wang Bao, and the several machetes and prepared to leave.
However, he was stopped by Li Yongnian, who had already settled down. The owner of the village, Li Yongnian, from Guiyan Town, handed a box to him with the indifference of a survivor.
She said she was grateful for his help, but now she was thinking of moving to the city, so there was no use keeping this thing.
He could be regarded as saving their lives, and Shen Xiu felt very calm.
Li Yongnian gave him a thousand taels of silver notes in the box, as well as an old cyan thing with strange patterns on it. Shen Xiu couldn't understand the patterns on it, so he asked Li Yongnian.
Li Yongnian only told him that this was something he took in an old beggar before, and the old beggar threw it to him, saying that he would need it in the future.
He didn't know how to use it, so now it was given to him.
However, Shen Xiu was only a martial arts cultivator and didn't know much about these strange things.
He looked at this thing, and based on his limited knowledge, he knew that it should be a thing refined by Xuan Dao monks who were very different from martial arts.
Because he felt that the seemingly thin talisman contained a power that he could not point to.
"Hey, do you want a fortune teller? Hey, do you want a fortune teller? I'm very accurate. Really..."
When Shen Xiu was thinking about this and stepping into the city, a thin figure came slowly along the street, approaching from far away, and soon it was in front of him.
The person who spoke was an old Taoist who was over fifty years old. His face was thin and full of wrinkles and ravines of varying depths. He was wearing a tattered Taoist robe and walking around the halls and alleys with a long fan in his hand.
He spoke to every pedestrian he met.
This veteran Shen Xiu is familiar to him. He has met him many times. He is an old acquaintance in the city. He has been in Taixi City for a few months and often walks around the streets of Changqing waving flags.
Sometimes I pretend to be an old blind man, sometimes I pretend to be an old Taoist priest.
Some time ago, I heard that people who talked nonsense in the city were driven into the Lishui River.
What exactly it was, there was a lot of rumors at the time. It was said that he told the fortune of the owner of a family in the east of the city and said that his wife wanted Hongxing to have an affair.
As a result, he was beaten once and told that it was a curse on people's feelings that would lead to a good death. However, more than ten days later, it was true as he said.
The owner of the house sent someone to beat him again, saying that the crow's mouth was causing discord.
In short, it's a miserable word.
Just when Shen Xiu looked at the old Taoist, he seemed to notice his gaze. The old Taoist looked up and down at Shen Xiu with his turbid eyes, and then spoke immediately.
"I see that the benefactor's hall has turned dark, and it seems to be a sign of great misfortune. Could you please let me make some predictions to help you get out of the sea of suffering..."
The familiar lines came to his face, and the corners of Shen Xiu's mouth twitched.
It's not that he doesn't believe in Taoists, after all, there are monsters and monsters in this world. He just doesn't believe that the old Taoist in front of him has any skills. If he has the skills, he can be stripped naked and thrown into the river?
The power is still in the river, is this reasonable?
As for the affair of that family's wife Hongxing, in fact, if you ask around, you will find out that he just passed by and saw him climbing on the wall twice.
Shen Xiu said nothing, not wanting to talk to him.
Unexpectedly, the old man came closer and asked tirelessly and enigmatically.
Chen Xiu thought for a moment and remembered the green talisman he had just received in his arms. When he showed it to the old man, he said, "Look, what kind of talisman is this?"
The old man's cloudy eyes narrowed.
"Let's take a look, let's take a look, this should be a Xuanpin spiritual talisman. Judging from the appearance and technique, it should be the handiwork of Lu Mingshan, the great talisman master of Baiyue Trading Company."
Chen Xiu of Baiyue Trading Co., Ltd. knew that Bailiantang was one of the leading plutocratic forces in Dajing.
"What is the specific effect? What does it do?"
He just asked next, but he didn't expect that the other party actually gave an answer, so he asked immediately.
The old Taoist didn't say a word, but he stretched out his palm with a smile, and then spread it out.
The corners of Shen Xiu's mouth twitched and he dropped a penny on his finger.
The old man's palm did not retract, but shook again.
Shen Xiu curled his lips and added another dollar.
At this time, the veteran hand finally took back his palm with a smile on his face, narrowed his eyes, put it under his nose and smelled it, as if he was picking up money with his eyes open.
"The traces of walking traces of runes should belong to the trapped characters in the Xuanpin spiritual talisman. As for the effect, one breath of time is enough to trap martial arts cultivators below the fifth realm. You are not a mysterious cultivator and have no spiritual power to drive you. However, you can use your own blood to drive them. Of."
Chen Xiu was a little surprised when he heard this. Being able to trap martial arts cultivators below the fifth realm of marrow cleansing for one breath was an extremely powerful method.
You know, a master's moves are all at the fingertips of lightning and flint, and one breath lasts for almost two seconds. These short two seconds are probably enough for a lot of things to happen.
Then Shen Xiu also learned from the old Taoist that great talisman masters like Lu Mingshan were scarce and the production of spiritual talismans was rare. The drawn Xuanpin spiritual talismans were expensive even if they were placed in Baiyue Trading Company.
Everything he said revealed one meaning, that is, Shen Xiu had made a lot of money.
