On this day, when it was just dawn, several monks came to the door to buy pills.

When standing in front of the window to trade.

Chen An learned from them that the gambler old monk who lived next door had died.

He died while hunting a blood demon.

I heard that all the blood and flesh were squeezed out of him, leaving only a shriveled corpse with skin and bones.

The death was extremely tragic.

Moreover, the hunting team he was in had more than a dozen people, including a female cultivator at the first level of Qi Refining. But it happened that only an old cultivator like him, who was at the third level of Qi Refining, died. This was really unlucky.

Unlucky? Chen An didn't think so.

He felt more that the monk who had recruited this old monk to form a team a few days ago had bad intentions.

Probably they wanted to sacrifice the old monk.

For example, walking in the front to lead the way, just a pure cannon fodder tool.

Otherwise it would be impossible to explain why a hunting team would be interested in such an old monk.

In a blink of an eye, another month has passed.

It's time to pay the rent again.

Manager Zhang, who was in charge of collecting rent, brought bad news this time.

Starting from next month, the rent will increase to 3 low-grade spirit stones per month.

As soon as these words were spoken, all the low-level monks in the cheap area were furious and started cursing.

Many people could not afford the high rent and were forced to move out of Zhuyelin and seek other opportunities outside.

Some of those who could barely hold on were also under increasing pressure. They were all thinking that they would have to increase the frequency of going out to hunt blood monsters in the future and risk their lives to make money.

Otherwise, sooner or later you will be ruthlessly kicked out and left to fend for yourself because you can't pay the rent.

Now outside the bamboo forest, there are demons everywhere and ghosts as numerous as dogs.

Once driven out, unless you are a powerful cultivator who has reached the late stage of Qi Refining, you will definitely be in danger of death.

"Friend Chen, you paid the rent so promptly. It seems you have made a lot of money recently."

In front of the wooden house, Manager Zhang took the three low-grade spirit stones handed to him by Chen An and teased him with a smile.

As soon as these words were spoken, many monks living nearby cast their eyes towards Chen An.

Her eyes were filled with all kinds of negative emotions such as envy, jealousy and hatred, and she was very jealous of him making a lot of money.

Chen An was keenly aware of these malicious gazes, and his heart tightened. He denied, "Manager Zhang, you think too much. I am also living in a tight financial situation now. After paying the rent, I have almost nothing left. I am worried about whether I can earn 3 low-grade spirit stones to pay the rent next month."

Manager Zhang listened and smiled without saying anything.

The looks cast at them by the low-level monks nearby were still filled with ill intentions.

Obviously, they didn't believe Chen An's denial.

Chen An felt a little uneasy about the current situation where he was hated by many people.

He knew very 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 a minute!"

"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, this is what I want to do. I want to buy a self-defense technique. Do you have any self-defense techniques for sale?"

"Don't tell me, what a coincidence, I just happen to have a copy right here."

As if he had anticipated that Chen An would come to him to buy the martial arts skills, Manager Zhang took out a thin martial arts secret book from his arms and shook it in front of Chen An.

The other party was obviously well prepared. I guess I was set up...

Chen An realized this.

At this point, if he still hasn't realized that Manager Zhang had deliberately created hatred for him in front of everyone, then he would be a fool.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, if you really want it, I can sell this technique to you for a low price. It's not expensive either. It only costs 100 low-grade spirit stones."

Manager Zhang said with a smile on his face.

Expensive, but not unacceptable.

Chen An took a look at the secret book of martial arts in the other person's hand, and suddenly felt strange.

Because the name of the skill is "Golden Finger".

Seeing Chen An's strange expression, Manager Zhang introduced the secret manual in his hand to him and said, "This 'Golden Finger' is a spell. It has a low upper limit, but it is easy to master. It is very suitable for cultivators in the early stages of Qi Refining."

"Although it's just a basic spell, as long as you master it, it's more than enough for you to protect yourself in this cheap area."

If you get cheated, just get cheated!

After gritting his teeth and making the decision.

Chen An took out almost all of his savings and exchanged the money for the goods with Manager Zhang.

"Fellow Daoist Chen is so dishonest. He just said he was worried about next month's rent, but now he easily took out 100 low-grade spirit stones. How dishonest."

Manager Zhang joked with a smile.

Chen An didn't chat with him for long. He just replied that he had something to do at home later and then politely sent him away.

After Manager Zhang left, Chen An did not rush to look through the spell "Golden Finger" he had just bought.

Instead, he hurried 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. He then mixed the poison he had just taken out with water and applied it to the tip of the wood to make a simple anti-intrusion trap.

In order to be on the safe side, some small traps were set up one after another to further increase the difficulty of invasion.

Afterwards, various dead branches and leaves were scattered around the periphery of the yard. In this way, when someone tried to approach the house, there would be a crisp sound of hard objects breaking, which would serve as an alarm when there was an intrusion.

This is not an exaggeration.

Thinking back to those malicious gazes he had just felt outside the house, Chen An felt very insecure, so he had to prepare for a rainy day, otherwise he would not be able to sleep well at night.

During this period, the young wife came out once, but was called back by Chen An immediately, and asked to stay in the house and try not to come out unless necessary.

The young wife was very obedient. She didn't ask any questions out of curiosity and immediately returned to the house.

By the time all the traps were set, it had become completely dark.

Chen An looked around the yard that he had fully armed with, and his heart was filled with a sense of security. He was finally able to relax his tense nerves a little.

After that, he couldn't wait to find a place to sit down and carefully look through the spells he had just bought.

The first few pages of the book are entirely introductions.

As the name suggests, "Golden Finger" is a magic spell that is activated by fingers.

After getting started, your fingers will glow golden and become as hard as steel when you cast spells, with power strong enough to pierce through stone.

After becoming proficient in it, you can shoot out the golden light from your fingers and hit the target with the same accuracy as a bow and arrow.

Later on, you will be able to shoot farther and more accurately.

"This spell seems pretty good."

After reading the introduction on the first few pages, Chen An felt satisfied and continued to flip through the pages.

The content of the next few pages is all about how to practice the golden finger.

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 so that all the spiritual power in the body can be gathered into the fingers, thereby unleashing terrifying power.

In the days to come.

Apart from making love with his young wife in the room or refining pills in the alchemy room, Chen An spent the rest of his time poking things with his fingers.

Poke rice, poke mud, poke trees, poke stones...poke whatever you see.

Just poking around all day long.

After poking until the rice was broken, the mud collapsed, the trees were pierced, and the stones were broken——

He finally mastered the magic of Golden Finger! [Gold Finger: Getting Started (1/100)]

“Finally I’ve mastered it!”

Chen An couldn't contain his excitement and immediately activated the Golden Finger spell.

The next second, the index finger and middle finger of the right hand, which were put together, immediately emitted a faint golden light.

Although the light is dim, it seems particularly bright in this late night.

“It really is the golden finger.”

Chen An looked at his glowing fingers, feeling a little amused and helpless.

Then, he couldn't wait to test the strength of his golden finger and poked the ground beneath his feet.

“Puff…Puff…Puff!”

The extremely solid piece of yellow mud suddenly had many deep and thick holes under the constant destruction of Chen An's fingers.

Wow, this golden finger is so powerful!

Chen An became excited again. He could clearly feel that he had transformed from a weakling to a Super Saiyan who could explode stars at will.

Although this description may be a bit exaggerated, his combat effectiveness at this moment has indeed improved greatly.

“Sha…sha…sha!”

In the silence of the night, there was suddenly a cautious but particularly obvious sound of footsteps.

Someone is approaching the house!

And judging from the number of voices, there was far more than just one person!

There are at least five! Chen An frowned, and his nerves tensed instantly.

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