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Chapter 37 [Xuanpin Talisman]

 In front of the Lijiazhuang gate, Shen Xiu was touching the corpse.

Touching corpses is a tradition. After finally fighting a battle, we naturally have to follow this tradition.

Shen Xiu cut off the head of the third master, Wang Bao, and took the clothes off the red fire thief and wrapped it up. After all, this was a head that could be exchanged for a bounty and was worth fifty taels.

The guard of Fenglei Martial Arts School looked on, looking for an opportunity to shamelessly reveal his intentions. Faced with Shen Xiu who was still in Jinhong, he naturally returned without success.

In addition, facing the retreat of the Red Fire Bandits, he had no shame in staying in Lijiazhuang and found an excuse to leave.

Chen Xiu didn't pay attention to the guard, he was focused on searching for the red fire thief.

I have to say that these thieves still have something on them. They don't have much silver with them, but if they are collected in twos and threes, they have more than a hundred taels of silver. After a few repairs, they have added a fortune.

And those war sabers should be worth some money if sold.

Especially the one owned by Wang Bao, the third leader of the Red Fire Thief. Chen Xiu looked at the mark on it and found that it should also be a product of Bailiantang.

I don’t know if the Third Master snatched them or bought them, but I think they could have been replaced with quite a few.

In addition to these, Shen Xiu used a knife to pick apart the clothes of these red fire thieves and continued to search on those red fire thieves.

Particular emphasis was placed on taking care of the third leader of Chihuo Village.

He wanted to look for any skills. After all, he was the third-in-command of the Red Fire Village, so he could still make mistakes.

As a result, I turned over and over and searched all over my body, but found nothing.

Thinking about it, it is true that one's own secrets and techniques are related to one's own fundamentals. Who would carry them with him without any problem?

Shen Xiu's idea of ​​picking up the slack came to nothing.

Originally, he had heard that the leader of the Red Fire Village was invulnerable and very awesome, so he wondered if his brother might have some powerful skills.

The idea failed, and Shen Xiu didn't care. After all, Kung Fu is something that can be encountered but not sought.

After wiping out this group of red fire thieves and packing up the belongings that he was going to exchange for money, he carried the head of the third leader, Wang Bao, along with the several sabers and prepared to leave.

However, he was stopped by Li Yongnian who had already settled down. The owner of the village, Li Yongnian, who returned to Yan Town, handed a box into his hands with the indifference of the rest of his life.

She said she felt that he was a helping hand, but now she is thinking of moving to the city, and there is no use keeping this thing.

He could be regarded as saving their lives, and Shen Xiu felt very calm.

Li Yongnian gave him a thousand taels of silver in the box. It was old and cyan, with a strange drawing on it asking for directions. Shen Xiu couldn't understand the lines on it, so he asked Li Yongnian.

Li Yongnian only told him that this was something he took in an old beggar before and the old beggar threw it to him, saying that he would need it in the future.

He doesn't know how to use it, so now it's given to him.

However, Shen Xiu is just a pure martial arts cultivator, and he doesn’t know much about these strange things.

He looked at this thing, and based on his limited knowledge, he knew that it should be a thing made by Xuan Dao monks who were very different from martial arts.

Because he felt that the seemingly thin talisman contained a power that he didn't know about.

"Hey, do you want a fortune teller? Hey, do you want a fortune teller? I'm very accurate, really..."

When Shen Xiu was thinking about this and stepping into the city, a thin figure came slowly along the street, approaching from far away, and soon it was in front of him.

The person who spoke was an old Taoist who was over fifty years old. His face was thin and full of wrinkles and ravines of varying depths. He was wearing a tattered Taoist robe and was walking around the halls and alleys with a long fan in his hand.

Speaking to the pedestrians I met.

This veteran Shen Xiu is familiar to him. He has met him many times. He is an old acquaintance in the city. He has been in Taixi City for a few months and often walks around the streets of Changqing waving flags.

Sometimes I pretend to be an old blind man, sometimes I pretend to be an old Taoist priest.

Some time ago, I heard that people who talked nonsense in the city were driven into the Lishui River.

What exactly it was? There was a lot of rumors at the time. It was said that he told the fortune of the owner of a family in the east of the city and said that his wife wanted Hongxing to have an affair.

As a result, he was beaten once and said that it was a curse on people's feelings that would lead to a good death. However, more than ten days later, it was true as he said.

The owner of the house sent someone to beat him again, saying that it was the crow's mouth that was causing discord.

All in all, it’s a miserable word.

Just when Shen Xiu looked at the old Taoist, he seemed to notice his gaze. The old Taoist looked up and down at Shen Xiu with his turbid eyes, and then spoke immediately.

"I see that the benefactor's seal has turned black, and it seems to be a sign of great misfortune. Could you please let me make a prediction to help you escape from the sea of ​​suffering..."

The familiar lines came to his face, and the corner of Shen Xiu's mouth twitched.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Taoists, after all, there are monsters and ghosts in this world, he just doesn't believe that the old Taoist in front of him has any ability. If he has the ability, he can be stripped naked and thrown into the river?

Is it reasonable that the power is still in the river?

As for the affair of that family's wife Hongxing, in fact, if you inquire about it, you will find out that he just passed by and saw her climb up the wall twice.

Shen Xiu said nothing, not wanting to talk to him.

Unexpectedly, the old man came closer and asked tirelessly and enigmatically.

Shen Xiu thought for a moment and remembered the green talisman he had just received in his arms. When he showed it to the old man, he asked, "What kind of talisman is this?"

The old Taoist's cloudy eyes narrowed.

"Let me take a look, let me take a look, this should be a Xuanpin spiritual talisman. Judging from the appearance and technique, it should be the handiwork of Lu Mingshan, the great talisman master of Baiyue Trading Company."

Chen Xiu of Baiyue Trading Company knows that Bailiantang is one of the top plutocratic forces in Dajing.

"What is the specific effect? ​​What is it?"

He just asked next, but he didn't expect that the other party actually gave an answer, so he asked immediately.

The old Taoist didn't say a word, but he stretched out his palm with a smile, and then spread it out.

The corner of Shen Xiu's mouth twitched and he dropped a penny on his finger.

The old man's palm did not retract, but shook again.

Shen Xiu pouted and added another dollar.

At this time, the veteran hand finally took back his palm with a smile on his face, squinted his eyes, put it under his nose and smelled it, as if he was picking up money.

"The traces of walking runes should belong to the trapped characters in the Xuanpin spiritual runes. As for the effect, one breath is enough to trap martial arts practitioners below the fifth realm. You are not an elective and have no spiritual power to drive you, but you can use your own blood to drive them away. ."

Chen Xiu was a little surprised when he heard this. Being able to trap a martial artist below the fifth level of marrow cleansing for one breath, this method is already extremely powerful.

You know, a master's moves are all at the fingertips of lightning and flint. One breath lasts for almost two seconds. In just two seconds, a lot of things may happen.

Then Shen Xiu also learned from the old Taoist that great talisman masters like Lu Mingshan were scarce, and the production of spiritual talismans was rare. The drawn Xuanpin spiritual talismans were expensive even if they were placed in Baiyue Trading Company.

Everything he said revealed one meaning, that is, Shen Xiu made a lot of money.


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