Of course she would never say this, she just stopped and looked at the person coming quietly.
A ferocious man of about forty, full of gangsterism, should have done this frequently.
Hu Qing was really surprised: "My car is just some iron and copper pieces, of no value."
What level of cultivation is this man? How poor is he if he can even rob him of this little thing?
The big man laughed lowly, like slapping dry branches: "It's worth at least ten spiritual stones."
Hu Qing affirmed that he was a poor man.
"Put down your things and let you go."
Hu Qing: "I don't want to let go."
Big man: "Looking for death."
Hu Qing smiled: "You are looking for death."
The big man's eyes were fierce, and a knife suddenly appeared in his hand. He stabbed Hu Qing with a ferocious smile: "You are a mortal. I am at the fifth level of Qi Refining. Go and die, mortal."
Hu Qing is puzzled, am I not already a monk?
The big man's sword was very fast. Hu Qing seemed to be frightened and squatted down with his head in his hands. The big man smiled ferociously. It was too late now that he was afraid.
"ah--"
A shrill scream came from the big man's throat. He stumbled to the ground, propped up on his head and knees, and his body was weirdly bent into a bridge.
Hu Qing rolled to the side and got up, saying without sincerity: "I'm so sorry."
The big man only felt the pain in his heart, no, it was even more painful than the pain in his heart, because a long iron nail pierced upwards from the place of male glory. He covered the wound, but he could not touch the iron nail.
's tail.
The iron nail went into the abdominal cavity, pierced the intestines and viscera, and pointed straight to the heart.
Hu Qing sneered. She, a young (far less than thirty) and beautiful (even disfigured) single woman dared to run into the wilderness. How could she not do something about it?
There was no shortage of scrap materials such as nails in the blacksmith shop. When she arrived, she hid all the nails on her arms and legs, just in case, but she didn't expect that she would actually encounter this.
She doesn't know the weaknesses of monks. She also has a high and low opinion. If she meets a foundation-building monk, she will definitely refuse to say nonsense. But as for Qi Refining, just look at their lifespan of less than 100 years and they can't fly in the sky.
He is no better than ordinary people.
So in an instant, Hu Qing relied on his experience tempered in the last days and his good physical fitness to risk his life.
Not understanding the monks, she immediately focused her attacks on the delicate areas of all men, and sure enough, she won them all in one fell swoop.
It seems that the monks have not escaped the laws of nature. There is always an unspeakable weakness.
Hu Qing walked over.
"Stinky--stinky bitch--" Even though he was seriously injured, the big man still looked at Hu Qing with fierce and hateful eyes.
Hu chuckled lightly and inserted a thick iron nail into his throat with a movement that could not be seen clearly by the big man.
The big man was not dead yet, his eyes were fixed on her face in disbelief, and he made a whooshing sound in his throat.
"I'm too cruel." Hu Qing reflected.
What?
The big man opened his eyes wide. This time, the iron nail penetrated his head.
He finally gave up his breath and refused to close his eyes until death.
Hu Qing was silent: "It's better to bring a knife and chop off the head directly so that he won't be in so much pain."
He said to the big man: "Go well along the way and be a civilized person in the next life."
Open your mouth and shut it, you stinky bitch, that long strip of flesh really makes you look like the sun. Bah, I still shine with the sun and the moon.
Taiyang: Shut up, it has nothing to do with me.
Touch the corpse.
In fact, there is nothing to touch. This is a poor guy. Apart from the exposed sword, there is only a storage bag all over his body. Now that the person died, the storage bag became an ownerless thing. Hu Qing fumbled and found "
See” what’s inside.
In the middle is a pile of low-grade spiritual stones, which cost about seventy or eighty yuan. The open box contains several sets of clothes, shoes and socks. A long sword is dusty and looks worthless. There is a booklet on a table.
A jade slip, a few talismans, a few vials, and a pile of medicinal herbs and sundries.
The space is very small, and there is not much room to put these things. This is the lowest storage bag.
Are you so poor worthy of your status as a robber?
Hu Qing looked at the corpses on the ground, then looked at the grassland. The grass was so tall and lush. Grass that was so green and so watery would definitely not be able to burn. He picked up the knife and dragged the person by his feet into the wilderness. The ownerless storehouse
When the bag is opened, things fall out, and a lot of them fall out.
Hu Qing picked out a few talismans, threw the clothes and other personal belongings on the body as a burial, and put the other things back. Although she didn't recognize the talismans, it didn't stop her from guessing based on the patterns. Since this person was used to robbing families, he must have
This talisman is the most likely way to destroy corpses and eliminate traces.
At that moment, he picked out the one that looked the most like fire and threw it towards the corpse. When the talisman touched the corpse, it exploded with a loud bang and the flames were fierce.
Hu Qing was frightened and jumped back. This thing can be used just by throwing it out? Isn't it too dangerous? It's a time bomb.
The body was not burned cleanly, leaving only a mummified corpse. Hu Qing made sure there was no smoke and would not cause a fire before leaving. The railway car was still on the roadside, and no one passed by during this period, or some people passed by without being surprised.
.Hu Qing put the things into the storage bag without any rules, and rocks fell from the sky and hit the ground.
She returned to the city light and hired a carriage to go to the shop.
It's sad to say that she resisted robbery and got nearly a hundred low-grade spiritual stones. She was a rookie at the first level of Qi refining.
Think about that little bald donkey in Shuixin who only had a few low-grade spiritual stones at a time, just to fool her, right? Wait, I will never make it easy for you if we meet again in the future.
In the shop, Tie Sheng was guarding the stove, and the piece of blue dust steel inside seemed unchanged.
"How long have you been burning?"
Tiesheng turned around: "You're back? Where's the ore?"
Hu Qing: "Go again tomorrow. How long have you had the fever?"
"I'll put it in and burn it as soon as you leave."
Hu Qing was surprised: "So long? When will it be burned?"
Tiesheng shook his head: "It won't melt if burned. Take it out tomorrow morning and beat it before burning it."
so tough?
"We don't have a refining furnace, nor a good fire." Tie Sheng said regretfully, his words full of yearning: "My master said that the refining master's furnace can easily refine various materials, and the furnace can be controlled with spiritual consciousness.
The impurities can be removed in one go.”
So magical? Is this the difference in equipment?
"Doesn't your master have a refining furnace?"
"My master used it, but later - he didn't mention it."
Hu Qing thought, everyone has a past that they don’t want to mention, and why should they bring it up now that they are gone.
Hu Qing said: "I will leave the city directly tomorrow and come back in the afternoon."
Tiesheng nodded: "Okay, you must come."
Hu Qing returned home and fed Hu Huahua. Hu Huahua twisted and moved her belly towards her.
Hu Qing glanced at him and said, "My hind legs are still weak. How about I stew an elbow to replenish it for you?" He then said, "I have something serious to do now. You can play by yourself."
Hu Huahua started walking on her belly on the table. Hu Qing looked at it as nothing happened. She had planned to buy some furniture earlier, but she had forgotten about ironing these days.
Look at the sky, it's not too late, she has to go out again and bring Huhuahua.
The sketches of the furniture were drawn earlier and were customized according to the dimensions of the room. The modern style was without carvings.
The carpenter didn't like it very much. This kind of furniture was too plain and it didn't look good.
