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Chapter 3 Hidden dangers(1/2)

Sleepless overnight.

The next morning, Chen Lin got up early and prepared to go to the market to buy materials, but before he could leave the door, someone knocked on him.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, it's me, Zhao Zhengyuan."

What is the other party doing?

Chen Lin was a little confused, but he still walked over to open the door.

"Is there anything wrong with Fellow Daoist Zhao so early?"

The door opened and Chen Lin called the other party in.

"Oh, don't mention it. I drank too hard last night and I actually forgot about the serious matter."

Zhao Zhengyuan shook the snow on his hat and said in a deep voice: "It's about the last time we got evil."

He immediately sneered again and said, "But don't worry, I, Mr. Zhao, will deal with something, there is nothing in Kaiyuan City that Mr. Zhao cannot handle!"

Chen Lin also sneered in his eyes and replied with a squint, then lowered his head and said nothing.

This thing that had been in his mind came to his mind.

The death of the original owner is not a normal death.

A month ago, the original owner and a few companions went to the wilderness to collect materials. After returning, they became confused and died inexplicably and were possessed by him.

Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, he had only recovered after a few days of illness.

But all the companions who went with him died one after another, leaving Zhao Zhengyuan in front of him.

So in fact, only the other party survives, which is why he is guarding against the other party.

As for the squinted eyes and the red thin lines, he had long ignored it. Everyone in the city was the same, and he couldn't even defend himself.

Except for the midnight dividend line that appears, he dares not come out, and other times he treats it as a normal world life.

"What, have you found anything?"

Chen Lin also wanted to know what happened that time, and looked at the other person with an inquiring look.

The change of squinted eyes and sneered for only a moment. At this moment, Zhao Zhengyuan had returned to normal. He shook his head and said, "It's not that there was a discovery, but that something happened to me again. His condition was exactly the same as we did at the beginning!"

"What?"

Chen Lin was shocked.

"Someone has something wrong again. Who is it? What kind of cultivation is it?"

Zhao Zhengyuan's face looked a little ugly: "There are quite a few people this time, with a dozen people. The highest one is the late stage of Qi training, including the monks of the five major families."

Immediately, he sneered again and said, "The five major families are so nonsense. If you have me, Lao Zhao, please don't worry!"

"So many people, and there are five major families?"

Chen Lin's face changed.

The five major families refer to the five major families with foundation-building monks in the city, and are the actual controllers of the city.

"Yes, and these people also became ill after returning from the wilderness. If they all died again, we two might be investigated."

Zhao Zhengyuan's tone was a little dull.

This is exactly what Chen Lin is worried about.

Before, those people were all casual cultivators in the early stages of Qi training, and no one cared about whether they died or not.

Now, there are changes in the later stage of Qi training, and family monks will definitely be taken seriously, and investigations may be inevitable.

He is not afraid of other things, just because he is afraid that the identity of a time traveler will be found out, or that something different from the people here will be found out, and that will be done.

Although the monks here are all a group of marionettes, they are still doing things according to their normal behavior. Even if he is a little special, he is just a coolie monk at the bottom.

"Investigate it, isn't it okay to be dead?"

He was nervous, but Chen Lin was indifferent.

Zhao Zhengyuan sighed and said, "When he said that, I'm afraid that some people will take chicken feathers as command arrows and deliberately make things difficult for them. We will have to take out a lot of spirit stones again."

Chen Lin's face also became gloomy.

This kind of thing is almost certain.

Usually, those managers want to scrape them off. If they use the reasons for investigating evil spirits, they will definitely not give up if they don’t squeeze them out.

Without the spirit stone, he cannot quickly improve his cultivation, and his escape plan will be disturbed.

"What are you going to do to leave here?"

Chen Lin looked at the other party and asked tentatively.

If a group of people can be organized to leave together, even if their cultivation is weaker, there will be a glimmer of hope.

He didn't want to stay in this strange place for a moment.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhengyuan shook his head repeatedly.

"Leave? What a joke. It's so abnormal in the heavy snow. I don't want to go out of the city to die. Moreover, we didn't make any mistakes. If we escape, we would be considered to be a problem. Isn't it a way to die?"

Then the other party's temperament changed and he sneered, "How could I, Zhao Zhengyuan, do such a wrecked dog!"

Chen Lin nodded helplessly.

The other party couldn't feel the abnormality here, and his thinking could not be the same as him, and they could not reach an agreement on their goals.

"Oh, let's take a step by step. Is it a blessing or a disaster or a disaster? I will eventually lose money and avoid disasters. Who makes us have low cultivation and no background!"

Chen Lin shrugged.

Zhao Zhengyuan showed a deep expression of agreement.

The two discussed for a while, but could not think of any good solution. They could only pray that a few more people who had the accident this time would survive, and it would be better that no one would die.

In that case, it means that there is no big problem and the people from the five major families will not be alarmed.

After all, their foundation-building powerhouses are missing, so they should not be idle to care about these trivial matters now.

After Zhao Zhengyuan left.

Chen Lin sat on the stool and frowned and pondered.

It is really not advisable to pin your hopes on others, and you must quickly improve your cultivation.

The early stage of Qi training is too weak, even more powerful warriors are not as good as those who are more powerful, and they have to rely on talismans to cast spells.

In the middle stage of Qi training, you can not only practice magic, but also use magic weapons. Only then can you be considered a true immortal cultivator.

After having a certain amount of self-protection, he would leave this strange city as soon as possible. He didn't want to join a group of people who sneered at each other every day.

Thinking for a while.

He got up and left the room, and headed straight for the market in the snow.

The streets are cold and there are a few figures occasionally appearing, and they are all in a hurry, looking like they are not allowed to enter.

Chen Linxin looked around and soon arrived in the market.

He came to a small market in the shanty town of the north outer city, not the inner city.

Because of this abnormal heavy snow and the disappearance of the foundation-building period of the five major families, the inner city has been martial law, and it is a bit cumbersome to want to enter.

It is said to be a market, but it is actually a simple alley with some shops.

Before it snowed, some casual cultivators set up stalls outside, but now they are no one to see.

I came to the door of a shop with a familiarity and opened the door and entered.

"Oh, isn't this Chen Da Fu Master? I'm here to sell Da Fu again?"

A thin middle-aged man with a pockmarked face saw Chen Lin enter the house and immediately sneered and joking.

He was not very enthusiastic and didn't even leave his body from the chair.

Chen Lin would come here to sell the power talisman almost every once in a while, and he was very familiar with the shopkeeper.

As for the squinted sneering and the evil and madness, he no longer paid any attention to it, just treat it as a normal manifestation.

Knowing the other party's sharp personality, Chen Lin didn't care. He also sneered at the same time, then took out the fireball talisman and shook it in front of the other party, "Zhang Mazi, open your little eyes and see, didn't you say that I can't refine a first-level mid-grade talisman in my life?"

"What, you actually succeeded!"

Seeing the fireball talisman, the other party jumped up from the chair.

He took the talisman with an unbelievable expression and observed it carefully for a while, then placed it on the counter in surprise.

"It's impossible. With your trash ghost drawing talisman technique, you can actually make a fireball talisman. It's so unreasonable!"

Chen Lin pretended to be furious when he heard this.

"What is garbage technique? My talisman making technique has a formal inheritance. Do you dare to say it is garbage? Do you collect it or not? If you don't collect it, I can go to Duobao Pavilion next door!"

"Cash, don't be angry, how could Duobao Pavilion be as high as I gave it?"

The shopkeeper squeezed out a smile and apologized repeatedly.
To be continued...
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