"Boss, do you have sesame paste?" The man wearing a black hood pushed open the door and entered, and the aroma of sesame oil hit his face.
"Yes, how much do you want?" The waiter at the shop greeted the guests warmly. He was not surprised by the man's dress. There was a mixed crowd in the Imperial City of Xuanji Kingdom, and there were all kinds of strange people.
"Put two bottles in, one bottle contains two taels, and the other bottle also contains two taels."
The waiter thought the guest officer's words were really interesting. He was just about to play a joke with the guest officer when he felt someone tapping his shoulder.
He turned around and found the shopkeeper who was always smiling.
"I will receive this guest, please go down."
"yes."
The shopkeeper smiled apologetically at the hooded man: "The new guy doesn't understand the rules. Besides two bottles of sesame paste, what else do you want?"
"Five pieces of red bean curd and one piece of white bean curd, put them together."
The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, thinking he heard wrongly.
Their store, which ostensibly sells grain and oil, is actually a small branch of the killer organization Death Bell Tower in Xuanji Country.
The Bell Tower is mysterious. Only monks who have been wandering in the darkness all year round can know this kind of place and the incision.
It was said that filling two bottles of sesame sauce was a cut, which meant that he was here for business. The waiter was new and didn't know what it meant, so the shopkeeper asked him to go down so as not to upset the customers.
The bean curd corresponds to the level of the assassination target. One piece of red bean curd is for Qi training, two pieces of red bean curd is for the foundation building stage, and so on, five pieces of red bean curd is for the transformation of the spirit.
White bean curd is a specific grade, and a piece of white bean curd represents the early stage.
This guest officer wants to kill a powerful person in the early stages of becoming a god!
The shopkeeper has been in this business for decades, and this is the first time he has seen such a big order.
The shopkeeper received a notice from above that the headquarters of the Death Bell Tower had been moved to the Immortal Dynasty, and all his disciples were going to report to the Immortal Dynasty. He did not expect that he could make a big sum before leaving.
"Is there a problem?" Yu Feng asked.
"As long as you can get the corresponding price, there is no problem." The shopkeeper was even more enthusiastic.
It doesn't matter whether what Yu Feng said is true or not, the Bell Tower always handles the work after receiving the full payment. Whether it can be completed is another matter, so pay the money first.
The Bell Tower has also done a lot of things that only paid for but did nothing.
Yu Feng took out two storage rings.
"This is?" The shopkeeper wanted to know what was in the storage ring.
"According to your rules, you can only hand the storage ring to your superiors and let them decide. You have no right to know the contents."
"I was the one who was abrupt."
The shopkeeper knew that the person in front of him was probably a powerful person. If he could kill the property of the God Transformation Stage, he must also be a God Transformation Stage.
This involves the entanglement of the Divine Transformation Stage. He is just the last disciple of the Death Bell Tower and does not dare to wade into this muddy water.
…
After many reports, two storage rings were handed over to a killer in the transformation stage.
He opened one of the storage rings.
"Is this... a skill?" The killer in the transformation stage thought it was a spiritual stone, but he didn't expect it to be a skill.
"Is it a technique that can be practiced to the integration stage?"
He flipped through two pages at random, and as if he had seen a ghost, his hand shook and he threw the technique away.
This is his technique.
"This, this is impossible!" He, who had always been calm, lost control of his emotions.
His skill is a secret among secrets, only the poster knows it, but how could the poster have the heart to make such a joke with him!
He took a few breaths and suddenly remembered that there was another ring.
"It must be a coincidence. It's impossible for the other ring to pretend to be my Kung Fu. Yes, it should be just two Kung Fu that I have practiced to the stage of becoming a god. There is no other meaning."
The monk in the transformation stage found that he could not open another ring.
He tried several times and found that this ring had special restrictions. He didn't know the method and opening it rashly would only damage the storage ring.
The matter of Kung Fu is like a lump in the throat. If it is not solved for a moment, he will not be able to live in peace for a moment.
The killer had no choice but to go to the original poster.
The owner of the Death Bell Tower, cultivated in the integration period.
"Is this happening?" After hearing the report from his subordinates, the host became interested. He had never heard of such a thing.
"Well, there's no restriction, so it's easy to open." The host easily opened the storage ring that the killer couldn't open.
Another storage ring also contains a book of exercises.
The poster flipped through a few pages, and his expression changed, full of murderous intent: "You...didn't you see what's inside?"
This is his technique.
The killer fell into an ice cave and quickly said that he really couldn't open the ring.
The poster also felt that the killer was not that stupid. If he could open it, what would he do to him?
In fact, the poster is more scared than the killer, and he is the only one who knows his skills.
"This is a threat." The host thought for a long time and finally came to a conclusion.
Regarding the mysterious customer, the host did not dare to harbor any ill intentions, but only felt deep fear.
I know your skills. You have to take this business whether you accept it or not.
"Let me see the ring in your hand." The host found that the killer could open the ring, but he could not.
Only then did the poster discover that both rings were actually restricted and could only be opened by those who practiced specific techniques.
In other words, these two rings are just for them.
"What a brilliant way of space."
The way of space in the ancient world is almost lost, and even those in the combined stage are not familiar with it.
"It seems that this senior is a kind person." The poster said with a smile. He has regarded the mysterious shopper as a hidden master, whose status is no less than that of Tianzun.
Facing a master of this level, what's the use of being nervous and afraid? Can you resist?
"How do you say this?" The killer didn't know why.
There was a mocking smile on the corner of the poster's mouth: "You might as well guess, if you open this ring and see my skills, can I let you walk out alive?"
The killer's hair stood on end, and at the same time he felt grateful to the mysterious customer.
"Since it's not convenient for seniors to take action, then I, the Bell Tower, will do it for me."
"Who to kill?" The killer then remembered. He only knew that he wanted to kill the God Transformation Stage, but he didn't know who to kill. The mysterious guest never said anything.
"Ma Pingfan."
There are four big characters written on the last page of the poster’s exercise.
Killing a horse is ordinary.
…
Ma Pingfan woke up from meditation and stretched. He felt that Xuanji Country was a good place.
A good place to perform the devouring technique.
"If you can use the Devouring Technique, you will be able to break through to the middle stage of divine transformation." Ma Pingfan realized that he had reached a bottleneck in his cultivation and needed external help.
"I don't think you can survive the middle stage of becoming a god." A sinister voice sounded in Ma Pingfan's ears.
"Who?" Ma Pingfan was on guard. If he could hide it from him, the other party must also be in the God Transformation stage.
Ma Pingfan noticed something, turned his head suddenly, and saw an old man with his legs crossed, drinking tea leisurely, with the killer in the transformation stage serving him like a servant.
Ma Pingfan took two steps back and leaned against the wall.
He reluctantly clasped his fists and said with a smile: "It turns out it's the owner of the Death Bell Tower. Ma Pingfan missed the welcome. I didn't know the owner..."
"Okay, don't do this, I'm not a person who talks about vulgar etiquette." The owner of the death knell waved his hand impatiently, "Hurry up, how do you want to die?"
"Owner, I wonder if Mr. Xuehe knows about this?" In order to survive, Ma Pingfan directly called the ancestor Xuehe as his teacher to build a relationship.
The owner of Deathstroke sneered: "If I want to kill you, do I need the consent of the old ghost from Blood River?"
Ma Pingfan was frightened. The owner of the Death Bell Tower didn't even give the Blood River Patriarch face, and he was determined to kill him.
He shouted out loud: "You can't do this, Teacher Xuehe won't..."
"Mother-in-law, since you don't choose a way to die, then I will choose one for you."
The owner of the Death Bell drank the tea in one gulp and threw the cup away.
The tea cup turned into thousands of flying knives, boneless and fleshed out of the horse, until it was reduced to a white skeleton.
"Let's go, I hope senior is satisfied."
The owner of the death knell stood up, followed closely by the killer in the transformation stage.
After today, he became the building owner's confidant.