Chapter 141: Circle 141

Chapter 141: Circle 141

click.

The door was gently pushed open.

A clearer scent of incense hits the face.

The room was dark, with white and reddish curvy patterns spreading across the walls and floor.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that it was carpets and tapestries.

The lights were a little dim, and in the corners of the room, there were arm-thick black candles everywhere, some lit and some extinguished.

Zhang Rongfang walked in slowly, scanning his eyes.

There are no tables and chairs in the whole room, only gray straw futons of the same size are placed on the floor.

On the bed facing the door, a layer of silver-white mattress was spread.

Deeper in the bed, a thick white beaded curtain hung down, obscuring the view inside.

A slender figure of a woman is vaguely peeking out from behind the bead curtain.

Zhang Rongfang looked carefully, but couldn't see the other person's face clearly. He could only see the other party's full curves, fair complexion, and waist full of grips from a few gaps.

The upper body is round and protruding, and the body proportions are precarious, extremely perfect.

Ding.

There was another person on the bed.

It is also a woman with a curve, sitting on her knees, holding a small hammer in her hand, and gently tapping something in front of her.

After Zhang Rongfang entered the door, the thing made a clear and long metallic echo.

"Please sit down." The woman behind the bead curtain said slowly.

"Thank you." Zhang Rongfang walked over and sat cross-legged on a futon in front of the bed.

He looked at each other carefully. Although it is not very clear, but the appearance of the woman who is speaking can be vaguely distinguished.

He has seen many beautiful women, such as his sister Zhang Rongyu, Lu Meisha, Tiannv Tongzhang, and Lin Qixiao back then. These are all women with good looks.

But there has never been a single person who has given him the impression and feeling of the woman in front of him.

The woman was faintly visible, wearing a black tight-fitting sweater. The sweater stretched from her shoulders to the middle of her thighs, and when she went down, her round and slender white legs were exposed.

The tight curves are also completely highlighted by the sweater, giving people an unusually soft and full feeling.

But the woman's face was full of contradictions.

She is obviously quite charming and glamorous, but her expression is soft, dignified and clear.

This contradiction between body and temperament, coupled with the abnormality when entering the room before.

Let Zhang Rongfang unconsciously raise his vigilance.

Born from the heart, this kind of temperament cannot be cultivated by ordinary background.

"Miss Gong, next to Zhang Rongfang, I learned that Miss is proficient in Suowen, so I came to ask for advice."

He stopped talking nonsense and directly stated his purpose.

The sound echoed in the room, amidst the clear percussion of the weird instrument, it slowly became quiet again.

"Suowen?" Gong Shuyin said, "My lord, you know that there are more than a dozen kinds of Suowen handed down to this day. Which one do you want to learn?"

Her voice was soft, calm and calm.

"This..." Zhang Rongfang frowned and thought for a while, "Can you give me a piece of paper for the next pen?"

Soon, behind the bead curtain, a petite and beautiful woman covered with a white veil came out and handed Zhang Rongfang a set of pens and paper.

This woman has black hair and shawls, her eyes are sparkling and watery, as if she is about to cry at any moment, feeling aggrieved.

Its facial features are delicate and shy, and there is an inexplicable fragrance when it comes down.

"Thank you." Zhang Rongfang took the pen and paper, and quickly wrote down two scripture lock texts that he still remembered clearly.

What he wants to learn is the words written on the scriptures and silk scrolls.

The paper was sent in, and soon, Gong Shuyin responded.

"This is Boda Ganwen, one of the Suowen specially created for sacrificial offerings. It's not very difficult. It consists of thirty-seven characters in total."

"If that's the case, I'll trouble Miss Gong." Zhang Rongfang took out the pre-prepared teaching fee from his sleeve, which was a bag of money wrapped in white cloth.

Put the silver money on the ground and push it gently.

Zhang Rongfang looked up and watched the maid-like woman slowly pick up the silver purse and go into the bead curtain.

For some reason, Zhang Rongfang always felt that there was something wrong with this maid-like woman.

But I can't tell what's wrong.

"Since Mr. Zhang is so generous, shall we start today?" Gong Shuyin asked.

"It's all up to Mr. Arrangement."

Since it is necessary to learn knowledge from the other party, it is natural to give the necessary respect.

In this era, Mr. is generally used to honor a person with knowledge and culture. No matter male or female.

"Then, let's start with the origin of Boda Ganwen," Gong Shuyin said softly.

Her voice is gentle and clear, not loud, but not drowsy.

Unknowingly, with the other party's explanation, Zhang Rongfang gradually entered the state.

Regardless of the identity of the other party, he came here just to make a transaction, and only to do things related to learning the lock text.

The rest of the other party's secrets have nothing to do with him.

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Outside Wushan City, Lanying County.

"Go away!"

In a private house, a few strong men with thick waists and round arms kicked away the middle-aged man blocking the way.

Several people grabbed a beautiful girl with a pure face in each hand, and walked out from the gate.

These girls are only fifteen or sixteen years old. What is amazing is that their appearance and figure are very similar.

It turned out to be a very rare triplets.

"Daddy!"

"Let go of me! Help!"

"You villains will be punished one day!"

The three girls struggled and slapped, and were dragged into a waiting carriage by the side of the road.

The car door slammed shut.

The remaining two strong men walked up to the struggling middle-aged man.

"Don't blame us, you owe us so much money and you are a mere savage, what else can you pay for it except your three daughters?"

"I don't owe you anything." The man struggled to get up, but was kicked hard in the chest by another person, and rolled out.

He couldn't breathe out, and his complexion gradually turned pale and purple.

He doesn't know what's going on at all, he doesn't touch gambling at all, and he doesn't do business, he just honestly farms and lives, so...how...

"You dare to quibble! If you don't pay back the money you owe, you won't have to see an official if I beat you to death!" A big man interrupted him loudly, rushing up and kicking him again.

The kicked man rolled out again, his body trembled a few times, unable to move.

When the alarmed residents around heard this sentence, some people who wanted to speak up in the first place stopped.

Not repaying the debt, and selling the children to repay the debt, this is a matter of course in Daling.

The Daling allows people to be bought and sold, and the people who are sold here are called exorcists.

Even a spirit person, if the situation is bad, will become a slave and be sold.

Not to mention these ordinary families.

Not long after, the middle-aged man finally struggled to raise his head, only then did people around him see that his face was already covered with blood, his mouth, nose, ears and eyes were bleeding continuously.

"Why?"

"Why!!!"

The man finally exhausted his strength and raised his head and shouted.

Immediately, his head tilted, his body hit the ground, and he lost his breath.

In the distance, a swordsman wearing a bamboo hat unconsciously clenched the handle of the knife in his hand.

"Don't be impulsive." The companion behind him pressed his hand and shook his head.

"Where are those people coming from!?" The swordsman asked suppressing his anger.

"Their cuffs have a small golden bird pattern, which is the imprint of Wushan Golden Wing Tower." The companion sighed. "Not long ago, the Golden Wing Tower mobilized a spirit envoy to sit in charge, which made Black Eagle and White Eagle even more arrogant. They were already in collusion with the Huang family, but now..."

"Such scum doesn't kill! Why am I waiting to learn martial arts and knives!?" The swordsman said angrily.

"Too much," whispered the companion. "They have many masters and many people. Do you think no one has resisted before? The people around here have gathered a few times before, and they are all people who have been oppressed. But just at the beginning, the leader was assassinated. The rest of the backbone were all destroyed. .”

"So. Now no one dares"

The swordsman stared fiercely at the corpse lying on the ground.

"I'm going to find the master! What about the spirit messenger? As long as the master takes action, there will be no problem!"

"Well, the master is old and the other party is young, at the same level, aren't you bringing trouble on the master?" The companion said helplessly.

"Brother Hu, we can't let Jiutan Town, where we grew up, become like this! Help me!" The swordsman suddenly looked at his companion.

"I can only mention one thing to my father. But this matter is difficult. The background of the Golden Wing Building is very deep, and it has colluded with the Huang family of the three major families. It is very difficult to deal with them just by you and me." Companion Shaking his head slightly.

"Combine all the forces that want to resist. I don't believe it! This Wushan Mansion is our hometown, how can they rebel?!" The swordsman was angrily.

"Actually, as long as the envoy is abolished, the remaining forces in the Golden Wing Building can be dealt with easily. The main reason is that once the envoy arrives, these minions will start to be rampant. They didn't dare to rob people so blatantly before."

"We grew up drinking the water of the Wujiang River, and now the river is turbid, so we must return the entire Wujiang River to its original purity!" The swordsman said fiercely.

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In the blink of an eye, another month passed.

In the past 30 days, Zhang Rongfang has accumulated three more attributes, all of which are added to Guanxu Gong.

There are so many attribute points piled up.

At this time, Guanxu Gong has reached the realm of seven-turn alchemy.

It was only two points away from the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir.

bang bang! !

In the courtyard, Zhang Rongfang hit two palms in a row in an instant.

There is only one second between the two palms, the front and the back, but the power is almost the same.

On the thick practice pile, two new palm prints were left.

He stepped back a few steps, exhaling in satisfaction.

These two palms were hit by him with a double burst.

After reaching rank seven, the endurance of his internal organs has improved significantly.

Previously, I could only use Double Heavy Mountain once without injury.

But now, he can use it twice in a row.

This is progress.

In addition to these, he has not been idle in his own practice.

These days, according to the suggestion of Tiannv Tongzhang, he also began to practice hidden weapon techniques.

He raised his hand suddenly, and a cold light shot out immediately.

With a slap, the cold light hit the plank on the wall, rolled to the ground, and revealed his figure.

It was an iron cross star dart.

This is one of the easiest hidden weapons to use and learn. Even ordinary people can easily be nailed to the wooden board as long as they don't shake it around.

And the power of a master is enormous, and the power after use is even more astonishing.

Zhang Rongfang didn't have time to choose some difficult hidden weapons, and he didn't want to waste attribute points on them.

He intuitively felt that when the attributes of life reached a certain height, there might be some kind of qualitative change.

So now all his attributes are piled up on Guanxu Gong.

He walked over, picked up the dart, and tried again.

Dole!

This time the dart nailed it.