Putting down the information in his hand, Yu Yuanzhen looked thoughtfully at Yu Luo Mian who was distracted.
Do you want to learn from Ning Fengzhi’s approach?
"Second brother, how is Tianxin doing lately?"
"Huh?" Yu Luomian's dull eyes focused instantly, and after thinking for a few seconds, "That child has been working very hard recently, and I don't know what kind of stimulation he received."
Yu Yuanzhen nodded, with confusion in his eyes, "Tianxin..."
This is a hard-working child. Among the younger generation of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family, Yu Tianxin and Yu Tianheng have always been hailed as the most outstanding twins.
"What's wrong, brother, does the clan have any thoughts about Tianxin?" Looking at Yu Yuanzhen's performance, Yu Luomian felt happy.
Is my lineage finally going to be successful? Is the clan ready to focus on Tianxin?
"Nothing, I just asked him how he is doing." After blinking, Yu Yuanzhen put away his thoughts.
This is inappropriate. I still can’t learn from the Qibao Glazed Sect. My sect has shown a trend of declining. At this time, I still want to hand over the most outstanding son in the sect to the Wuhun Palace.
After a brief thought, Yu Yuanzhen gave up the idea. He would just sit on the sidelines with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect and remain neutral.
"Okay. Brother, is there anything else? If there's nothing particularly important, I'll leave first." After hearing Yu Yuanzhen's answer, Yu Luomian regained his composure, and then thought that he was already here with Yu Yuanzhen.
After staying for a while, Yu Yuanzhen didn't explain anything to him, and he already started to think about leaving.
Yu Yuanzhen waved his hand and asked Yu Luo Mian to leave.
……
In the small town, the person in charge of Wuhun Palace has been replaced, but this has nothing to do with Tang San. Tang San doesn't know and doesn't want to care.
Although the people in the blacksmith shop looked at Tang San strangely after learning that Tang San was also a spirit master, they only looked at him a few more times.
No one asked Tang San why he didn't receive the subsidy, but chose to stay in this blacksmith shop every day, living a penniless life with enough food and clothing and no worries about living.
Since no one asked, Tang San wasn't prepared to bother explaining to these people. It was just that his workload was heavy, and nothing else was different.
Tang San also got the scraps as he wished, and in his spare time, he installed the hidden sword on himself.
It's not that he hasn't thought about selling these things to get money, but looking at the pile of scraps, Tang San sighed, "Let's wait a little longer."
Tang San would often wander around the small town, not to buy anything, but Tang San was now ready to stay here for a while, and it was good to be familiar with the terrain.
As long as it doesn't affect his work, no one will say anything about his behavior.
After passing that tavern countless times, Tang San still couldn't help but stop.
This town seemed weird to Tang San, but there was logic everywhere in the weirdness. Although the people in the town were very cold, but combined with the feelings he sensed from these people when he first came to the town,
Tang San was not surprised by the coldness.
Maybe it's because of the weird atmosphere here that the people here have become 'cold', Tang San thought.
But among all the weirdness, this tavern gave Tang San the most different feeling.
"Huh?" A snort full of murderous intent sounded, alerting Tang San who was deep in thought. His eyes focused, and when he met the face with an evil smile, Tang San's face darkened and he walked away quickly.
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"Heh, I don't know how long this face can exist in this tavern." After walking for a while, Tang San looked back at the tavern with cold eyes.
He also chose to step into a tavern out of curiosity, but at that time he saw a cruel scene in that tavern.
That day, it was obviously a warm and sunny day outside, but when I walked into the tavern, I felt an inexplicable chill piercing my body.
The door was ajar, and Tang San only took one step in.
"What do you want?"
Spray-like blood spots appeared on the waiter's body, and the smell of blood filled the tavern. The waiter was wiping a cup in his hand, and at his feet, behind him and even around him, scattered parts were lying in various directions. Of course, Tang
Sanye saw several complete ones, right in front of his toes.
The blood stained in the tavern has not solidified yet, but Tang San's own blood has almost solidified.
His face suddenly turned pale, and after shaking his head stiffly, he almost couldn't remember how he walked back to the blacksmith shop from the tavern. If Tang San hadn't been too obviously strange, Xiaosi, who was also an apprentice next to him,
I won’t take the initiative to talk to you.
After looking at Xiaosi intently for a long time, until Xiaosi became impatient, Tang San said with a complicated expression, "The tavern is full of corpses."
The waiter stood expressionlessly in a pool of blood and asked him what kind of drink he wanted, as if he didn't see the scene around him.
Looking at Xiao Si's dull expression, the strange feeling rose in his heart again. Tang San gritted his teeth. It happened that he was not alive today, so he still had time to go there before dinner was served.
Stepping into the tavern again, it was as if nothing had happened. New faces appeared in the tavern. They drank wine and rarely talked to each other.
The waiter was still the same waiter. After seeing Tang San enter the tavern, he still asked as usual, "What do you want to order?"
Tang San frowned and looked around. The interior of the tavern was extremely simple and all in black.
Tang San could only see vaguely different dark colors on it. If it weren't for the faint smell of blood still lingering in the air, just looking at this normal business scene, Tang San would have thought there was something wrong with his memory.
A man wearing a black hood and covering his body tightly picked up Tang San who was still blocking the door and threw him out.
"Bring me a Bloody Mary."
This was the last sentence Tang San heard before the door was closed. After that, Tang San never saw that person again, nor heard a familiar voice.
There is a big problem in the tavern, but people in the small town are used to it. Few people in the town will set foot there. People who drink in the tavern will not stay for a long time. The local Wuhun Temple will not take care of the tavern. The boss also warned
Don't go to the tavern after Tang San, he won't help Tang San collect the body.
This information obtained through observation and warning made Tang San curious, but Tang San had indeed never set foot in that tavern.
Something is different, Tang San knows this very well, but now is not the time.
"Mistress, these belong to you."
Pick up the casting hammer on the side, today is another busy day.
……
"Almost reaching the limit."
In mid-air, an unknown sigh came out, and the bloody figure increased his speed again.
He was wearing a blood-colored robe, and a huge scarlet cloak with a stand-up collar rumbled behind him.
In his blood-colored eyes, sobriety and madness began to compete. His route was once confused, and he was about to hit a tree. He had to stop flying, took out a small gourd from his body, and took a few sips of it.
of liquid, the desire that was still clamoring in my mind just now dissipated a lot.
Without stopping for much, he took advantage of his body's temporary pause to take off again, speeding up his flight, leaving only a bloody afterimage in the air.
"Don't let me down, Qian Daoliu."
This chapter has been completed!