At this time, a set of darts appeared in the baggage, which must have been prepared by Uncle Liang.
Did he know that the great master of Chu Yi equipped all his disciples who came down the mountain with the same things?
If there are more than one, you need to use contribution points to mortgage the purchase.
Now he has a set of items in his package that are not part of the standard configuration.
You don't need to think about it to know that it must be Uncle Liang's secret possession.
Mai Fan smiled and looked at the small box under the dart, and sure enough.
He had seen that box many times at Uncle Liang's place.
As an elder who collects medicinal herbs at Shanzhong Pharmaceutical, Uncle Liang's greatest skill lies in medicine.
All his objects have personal stamps.
Naturally, this box also bears Uncle Liang's badge.
Open the small box and there are two small bottles inside.
The cork of the bottle was opened, and the elixir inside released a familiar smell to Mai Fan.
Sure enough, this is a medicine for healing wounds. One is taken internally and the other is applied externally. It has a miraculous effect on sword wounds.
Naturally, such a good thing cannot be prepared for the first grade of junior high school.
Here he can only thank Uncle Liang for his love for him.
After that, things are much more normal.
A new set of clothes, a new pair of boots, some pairs of socks and underwear, and a few gadgets that you will need with you.
The rest is nothing more.
After he comes down from the mountain, whether he will live in a public dormitory in the organization or rent a small courtyard by himself, he will have to buy the rest of the things himself.
You must know that this is already a very wealthy organization.
This is also because there are elders who are very good at making money in the destruction.
The two ingots of silver in Mai Fan's hand have never been given to any elder before they go out.
What's more, aren't their killers going down the mountain to do tasks just to make money?
Let the killers have food and drink, and you won't be afraid of them being passive and slowing down their work.
But Mai Fan was still very satisfied with it.
He slept soundly that night and got up early in the morning.
Without disturbing the people in the house, he just went to Uncle Liang to say goodbye and went down the mountain with his small schoolbag on his back.
To say that this mountain is not far from Yunque City.
But don't forget, this mountain is isolated and requires a chain formation.
Now Mai Fan is standing at the natural chasm on the mountainside. He needs to pass the first hurdle on the way down the mountain by himself.
If you can't even get through this, you really deserve to die. If you go back, you can only stay for two more years.
This is the time when the fog is the most visible.
I don't know when a strong wind blew up on the mountainside. It wasn't strong, but it made the iron chains rattle.
Choosing to go down the mountain at this time is the most difficult time of the day.
Mai Fan didn't hesitate, he stood on the chain with a click of his toes.
After a few clicks, the person followed the chain and disappeared into the thick fog.
When the others disappeared, two people walked out from the bottom of a hillside behind the mountainside.
It was Chu Yi and Liang Bo who had been following Mai Fan here.
Seeing Mai Fan's straightforwardness, Chu Yi smiled: "Don't worry about this kid anymore."
"It's just an eight-door chain. If you can't pass this, then training this kid won't be in vain."
Uncle Liang sighed: "No matter what, he is still a thirteen-year-old child. He only studied in the mountains for five years."
"I treat him as my nephew, and he treats me as his elder. Elders have relationships with younger ones. What's wrong with that..."
"Now that he has gone down the mountain, I can protect him all the way, just for peace of mind."
The two adults went back hand in hand.
However, Mai Fan had safely passed through the chain formation and was almost at the bottom of the mountain.
When he reached the foot of the mountain, he didn't have to worry.
This mountain is only a few dozen miles away from Yunque City.
The main road is not far away, and there are already signs of cars and people coming and going.
Mai Fan is not a fool either.
He won't run into the city on his short legs.
That's too conspicuous, and that's not where his energy is spent.
He just waited on the side of the road for a while and met a convoy of cars going to Yunque City to pull goods.
For ten coppers, I got a seat on the trip.
Sitting on the cart, we entered the city with the horse team.
To say that Yunque City has not changed much in the past five years.
It's just like the organization that was destroyed, it has become much more prosperous.
The empty spaces on the edge of the city are now filled with houses and stone roads.
The wasteland where Mai Fan once ate Shantang porridge and water is obviously much smaller than five years ago.
The large group of carriages still rested here, but the excitement was incomparable to before.
A group of people were crowded together noisily, and sometimes there was no room to turn around.
The vendors could only rest for a while in the corner, and then hurried towards the inner city.
If you leave later, you will have to do two less business.
We can't afford it with these big caravans.
Probably because there are more people here and there are shack dwellers on the edge of the city.
Some small craftsmen and merchants carrying burdens will do some small business here.
Walking among the crowds is very lively.
When they arrived at this place, Mai Fan was pulled to the place they had originally agreed upon.
He paid ten coppers for the traveling team, bought two sesame sesame cakes from a big man who carried a burden and sold sesame cakes, and ate them while walking towards the inner city.
The place he went to was neither a busy commercial street nor a crowded civilian area.
The place he went to was the tacit Jianghu area of Yunque City, which was also the area where warriors walked.
There are also shops and businesses here.
It’s just that the business content here is different.
And Mie occupies a shop in this business area that is open to the outside world.
The door is not big, but there is a universe inside.
The business people here have many similarities with the business done by this organization.
They all belong to the kind of business that doesn't require publicity and only requires know-how.
Therefore, the businessmen on this street all have the same style of door.
Very ordinary.
They are so common that if you don't really know what they do, you won't be able to find any similarities.
It's just that you can see something different on the plaque hanging in front of the door.
Some are house numbers, and some are pattern seals carved in front of the door.
Some are the colors of the pillars, and some are the orientation of the stone lions placed in front of the door.
In short, there is a deep enough space behind the small door.
Just like Mai Fan is like now.
He stood at the door of a dusty door that looked like an ordinary concierge's yard. He only saw a wooden sign hanging where the door number was.
The sign is engraved with a very ordinary knife, slightly curved inward, not the standard one on the market.
This is the standard weapon for the killers they trained to destroy this organization.
No matter which category they specialize in.
Whether they are murderers using medicinal materials or beauties, they will always have such a knife in their hands, and they will perform two knife skills that are very suitable for this knife.
