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The night is dark and there is no moon.
Wang Lin was lying on the bed in the back room of the shop. Next to him, there was a wine bottle. From time to time, he picked it up and took a sip. Over the past year, Wang Lin could clearly feel that his mentality was slowly getting rid of cultivation. life, but become like ordinary people.
For example, nowadays, he rarely meditates and breathes out. This was impossible before. During those four hundred years of running away and killing, he almost always let the spiritual power in his body rotate and exhausted it. It's all time to improve your cultivation. Life is full of intrigues, the weak and the strong, and you will end up dead if you are not careful.
In fact, he almost never lay down to sleep like this. Even late at night, he just spent time meditating.
Although this kind of life is exciting and passionate, it has more regrets and less peace. It is incomplete.
Now, there is no fighting in Wang Lin's life. Although it is dull, it is like a trickle, cleansing the soul.
This feeling was very unfamiliar to Wang Lin at first, but as time passed slowly, his mentality gradually accepted the status quo and lived a mortal life.
After picking up the wine bottle and taking a sip, Wang Lin suddenly frowned.
At this moment, two monks came outside his shop. The two monks floated over quickly like wandering ghosts. With a wave of one of them's right hand, Wang Lin's shop door suddenly opened silently, without any sound. A little sound.
The two of them quickly stepped in, and immediately after, the door of the shop was shut by the wind.
In the shop, the two people's eyes flashed, staring at the wood carvings around them, with horror in their eyes. But immediately, the horror disappeared, replaced by endless greed.
"There are actually so many magic weapons!" One of the monks gasped, picked up a statue next to him, looked at it intently, his body suddenly trembled, and he almost dropped the wooden sculpture.
The look of greed in his eyes became even stronger. He flicked his sleeves and all the wood carvings on the shop shelf fell into his storage bag one by one.
Another monk squatted down and rummaged around in the wooden box on the side. Then he suddenly exclaimed, holding a half-finished humanoid wood carving in his hand. His face suddenly turned strangely rosy, and he let out a big mouthful of sweetness in his throat. blood.
The wooden sculpture in his hand was quickly thrown away by him, as if the wooden sculpture was an ancient ferocious beast, he hurriedly took a few steps back.
In fact, it's no wonder that he couldn't bear it. The person who carved this half-finished wood carving was the Demon King of Six Desires. Although it was half-finished, the wood carving contained spiritual power equivalent to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. This person formed a pill. It is simply impossible to bear this level of cultivation.
Fortunately, he let go quickly, and the spiritual power within the wooden sculpture was not activated. Otherwise, this person would not be as simple as vomiting blood.
The moment the wooden sculpture landed on the ground, it was suddenly grabbed by an invisible big hand, and fell into the hands of Wang Lin who walked out of the back room. Wang Lin conveniently put the statue aside, holding the wine bottle in his right hand, took a sip, and said: "There are four thousand five hundred taels of gold in total, bring it."
The moment Wang Lin appeared, the two men immediately stood motionless and stared at Wang Lin in shock.
Especially the monk who was injured by the spiritual power inside the wooden sculpture just now looked pale and had sweat on his forehead.
In their eyes, Wang Lin's appearance was too strange. Before entering the shop, they clearly used their spiritual senses to detect the situation. Although they noticed a person lying in the back room, this person was just a mortal.
But now, this mortal in their eyes appeared silently without them noticing. It was like a bolt from the blue, which shocked the two of them.
With the addition of the wood carving magic weapon that appeared in the shop, no matter how stupid these two people were, they suddenly understood at this moment that the person in front of them must be a senior expert, and they were far beyond their ability to offend.
The two of them looked at each other and hurriedly whispered respectfully: "Senior, I am a disciple of the Baiyun Sect. I have offended many people today, so I hope that I will forgive you."
"Four thousand five hundred taels of gold, do you have it?" Wang Lin said in a calm voice.
The two looked at each other. As cultivators, if they were spiritual stones, they would still have some. However, the currency gold and silver among mortals was not that much at this time. Of course, if they were asked to go back and prepare, then let alone Four thousand, even 40,000, can still be taken out.
Wang Lin saw what the two of them were thinking, sighed, and raised his right hand. He grabbed the storage bag from the monk's waist and lightly touched it. The monk's face suddenly turned red and he took a few steps back. He swallowed a mouthful of blood alive.
Respect in his eyesBecause of his father's nagging, he began to learn to make iron tools, but when he had free time, he would still go to Wang Lin to watch him make wood carvings.
Although Daniel doesn¡¯t come often, he still has a bottle of fruit wine every day.
As the fireworks were set off, Da Niu shouted loudly, ran to Wang Lin, sat down on the cold wooden bench next to him, and did not feel cold, but winked and said: "Uncle Wang, I heard my father say a few days ago , Shopkeeper Lu from the east wants to betroth his daughter to you, why don¡¯t you agree? I¡¯ve secretly seen his daughter, and she¡¯s very good-looking.¡±
Wang Lin smiled slightly, touched Da Niu's head and said, "Uncle has a wife."
"Ah? Really? Then why haven't I seen it before?" The big cow suddenly stood up, with a look of surprise on his face.
"She is waiting for me far away. One day, I will go find her." Wang Lin's eyes showed a trace of tenderness, and a female figure appeared in his mind.
"I understand, Uncle Wang, you must have come to Kyoto to do business and plan to make a lot of money so that you can go back and marry a wife." Daniel smiled and said. (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com