Chapter 10 Too Cowardly
A moment.
Shen Ping couldn't help showing a look of joy on his face. Just now, he tried to practice the family's skills, and the speed of spiritual power flowing through the meridians increased several times! According to this situation.
As long as you continue to improve your spiritual roots, you may not need to eliminate the poison, and your cultivation can break through to the middle stage of Qi training!
"The future is promising, the future is promising!"
He danced with excitement.
A man in his forties is like a child.
However, when he heard hurried footsteps outside, he quickly calmed down.
It’s the wives and concubines who have returned.
There was a hint of panic on Wang Yun's face.
"What's wrong?"
Shen Ping asked subconsciously.
Bai Yuying said, "A cultivator's body appeared in the Red Stone River. It was covered in blood and was stripped naked. It must have been done by a robber cultivator!"
When Shen Ping heard this, his brows immediately frowned.
The Hongshi River is not far from Hongliu Lane. It is the only river north of the main road of the market town. Normally, low-level monks go to this river to wash, and even high-level monks occasionally go there to wash. There are also two alleys to the north, where many monks live.
Therefore, corpses are rarely seen in the Red Stone River.
Even if a robber kills people to steal treasures, he will not leave the bodies in the Red Stone River.
"Don't panic."
"This may just be a coincidence. When you go out during the day, try to stay with other female cultivators."
Shen Ping warned.
It is inevitable that monks will produce various physiological wastes when they eat grains and cereals. Only when they reach the later stages of Qi training and their bodies have strong spiritual power, will this situation gradually decrease.
As for the houses outside the market town, Jinyang Sect did not consider the monks' eating, drinking, defecating and urinating problems when building them, so things like fetching water, washing clothes, and emptying urine were inevitable.
The widow living alone next door would often pour her bath water directly into the street, and some monks would even urinate on the street. During the hot summer, the street would smell unpleasant and be disturbed by mosquitoes and flies.
Shen Ping had long been accustomed to these things.
Wang Yun and Bai Yuying nodded in succession.
But less than two days had passed.
The corpse of a monk appeared again in the Hongshi River. It was a female monk. She died in a miserable way and was tortured before her death. Her lower body was blurred.
"I heard she was a widow living alone in Redstone Lane."
When Shen Ping went out and met Yu Daoyou, she cursed, "Who on earth is this bastard who did such a wicked thing? Kill people if you want, but why do you keep going into the river? Don't let me catch you!"
Shen Ping hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist Yu, keep quiet, or you will get into trouble!"
Yu Yan was also a widow living alone, but she was not afraid of the fifth level of Qi training. She said with disdain, "Fellow Daoist Shen, you are really as cowardly as a mouse. What are you afraid of? Humph, someone who can do this must not have a high level of cultivation. You just want to use the tragic corpse of a cultivator to cause panic, and then fish in troubled waters!"
Shen Ping nodded repeatedly and agreed with this speculation in his heart.
If a high-level robbery cultivator takes action, the action will be basically clean and neat, and he will also use corrosive poison or fireball spells to deal with the corpse afterwards. If there is no time to deal with it, it will be thrown far away. It is impossible for it to be thrown into the Red Stone River intentionally.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, do you still have the amulet?"
Yu Yan suddenly asked.
Shen Ping was startled and looked at Yu Yan, "Fellow Daoist Yu, what are you going to do? Are you planning to catch that robbery cultivator?"
Yu Yan curled her lips and said, "Do you have any?"
Shen Ping was speechless. "Yes, but Fellow Daoist Yu should think twice. It is very dangerous to fight with a robbery cultivator. If you are not careful..."
Yu Yan interrupted directly, "No matter how many you have, I want them all."
These days.
Shen Ping made five amulets and took them all out. After thinking about it, he took out two earth-sinking talismans and an ice-freezing talisman. The prices of these two talismans in the market were not as high as those of the amulets for protection and fire, and they were more complicated to make, so they were sold less frequently in the market.
But the two kinds of talismans are very useful in fighting.
Yu Yan's eyes lit up, "Fellow Daoist Shen, I didn't expect your talisman skills to have reached such a level that you can even make earth-sinking talismans and freezing talismans. It's amazing how much you've been able to make!"
Fellow Daoist Shen waved his hands quickly, "Fellow Daoist Yu, you are joking. I have only been a mid-level talisman master for less than a year. It is not easy to make amulets, so how can I make ground sinkholes and ice? I bought these in the market as a backup."
Yu Yan suddenly realized.
She did not doubt this. After all, she had been a neighbor of Fellow Daoist Shen for several years. The other party had always been cautious and stayed in the house for several months at a time. It was normal for him to buy talismans to protect his life.
"Just follow the market price."
She took out the spirit stone from the storage bag and handed it to Shen Ping, then went back to the house.
Another half month passed.
The bodies of monks appeared again in the Red Stone River.
The monks in the surrounding alleys, especially the widows living alone, felt unsafe and rarely went out during the day.
Shen Ping was worried that something might happen to his wives and concubines, so he accompanied them in emptying their bladders during the day.
Late next night.
Just after finishing exercising with his wives and concubines, he heard hurried footsteps outside the door, and his heart suddenly rose.
There is a formation inside the room.
There are also many mid-grade talismans. If a real fight breaks out, a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training may not necessarily have the advantage.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
However, the footsteps quickly passed the door, stopped at the door of the next door, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
There was a megaphone taped to the door of his house.
He can hear any movement within three meters of the house from inside the house and will not be affected by the sound insulation.
"Could it be Fellow Daoist Yu?"
"What is she doing out here so late at night?"
"Could it be that he is really looking for that Jie Xiu?"
Shen Ping asked three questions in confusion.
And for the next four or five days, he could hear footsteps outside the door in the middle of the night.
This day.
When he was accompanying his wives and concubines to urinate, he saw a lot of monks gathered on the other side of the Red Stone River.
"Another death?"
He frowned, but didn't go over to watch.
When I came back, I heard the monks talking.
"Great! That Jie Xiu got his retribution!"
“I don’t know which senior shot and killed him!”
“It’s so satisfying!”
Shen Ping's heart moved slightly, thinking that it couldn't be Fellow Daoist Yu who killed him. He asked his wives and concubines to go back into the house, while he went outside to admire the jujube tree.
Not long.
Yu Yan went out and poured the bath water. Generally, cultivators know basic spells such as the Dust Purification Spell. A low-level cleaning talisman that they have not practiced can wash away the dirt on their bodies. However, fellow Taoist Yu has always preferred taking a bath and would pour out the bath water every two days, and this never changed in spring, summer, and winter.
"Hey, Brother Shen, are you waiting for me to throw bath water on you?"
Yu Yan saw Shen Ping absentmindedly admiring the jujube tree, glancing towards his house from time to time, so she joked, "Does it smell good? How does it compare to your two wives and concubines?"
Shen Ping's face twitched, and he asked tentatively, "Fellow Daoist Yu, I heard that the robbery cultivator who harmed the widow cultivator is dead."
Yu Yan said nonchalantly, "If he's dead, he's dead. Fellow Daoist Shen, you don't think I killed him, do you? I don't have that ability!"
Having said that, he turned and went back to the house.
Shen Ping shook his head, then burst into laughter, wondering why he cared about this.
No matter who killed him.
It has nothing to do with me!
Returning to the house and looking at the virtual panel, I saw that my experience in talismans had exceeded the breakthrough conditions.
"Top-grade talisman master!"
"Other talisman practitioners, even those with talent, need dozens of years of hard work to accumulate knowledge, but I have activated my golden finger for just over a year, and I have already gone from low-grade to high-grade!"
(End of this chapter)