I can't be a demon

"What time is it now? Are there any taboos on Yongcui Street?"

Tian Xian hesitated for a moment and replied numbly: "It happened to be during the police parade, but it was only about two quarters of an hour."

"There are still a few scapegoats. Brother Tian, ​​do you want to get some pig sand?"

"No... no need."

From the corner of his eye, Tian Xian noticed a faint figure standing still in the distance. Not surprisingly, it was the thousand-year-old scapegoat of the Gao Family Martial Arts School.

Now the martial arts hall is almost razed to the ground, and the thousand-year-old scapegoat is also suffering a lot.

How dare Tian Xian get into trouble.

I don’t know if any of the Jinwu Guards have survived. I wish I had better luck in facing the thousand-year-old demon.

After Shen Lian drank two taels of wine happily, the harvest of the Gao Family Martial Arts School laid the foundation, and the subsequent practice of the Sixth Level of Yuan Dan will be much smoother.

Of course, the key is to have obtained clues about Tianhe Demon Master. If you follow the clues and investigate, you may be able to get a glimpse of the truth behind Gao Laozhuang.

Shen Lian's body returned to its normal state and he cupped his fists to indicate to Coach Zhou.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the tailor shop."

Chapter 100 Zhu Bajie is dead!

Before Shen Lian left, he made a routine inspection of the Gao Family Martial Arts School.

He not only collected the remains of several Jinwu Guards, but also twenty or thirty corpses of dolphin ghosts, preparing to use them to breed elixirs.

There is no way. Originally, ghost elixirs require full concentration to digest the medicine, so you can only take one or two pills occasionally in your spare time.

Now with the help of ghost gourd brewing medicinal wine, Shen Lian can take a sip anytime and anywhere, which greatly increases the consumption of elixirs.

If he hadn't gained a lot from the Gao Family Martial Arts School, he would still have to find a way to make things happen.

"Brother Tian, ​​let's go."

Shen Lian reminded him intentionally or unintentionally: "Stay in the Gao Family Martial Arts School, be careful of the thousand-year-old demon behind you to cause trouble for you."

"hiss……"

Tian Xian looked around. The martial arts training hall had begun to be rebuilt, and the damage on the ground and walls was wriggling like wounds from living creatures.

Coach Zhou was nowhere to be found and could be seen to be avoiding Shen Lian.

"pity."

Shen Lian secretly said with a slight regret: "The inner alchemy technique has been perfected, and the Yin and Yang Qi piles are not suitable for absorbing pig sand. Otherwise, I would have to exchange feelings with Coach Zhou no matter what."

His spiritual consciousness swept through his lower dantian.

The Hunyuan inner elixir is not frivolous at all, its size is three times its original size, and the power created by the four pile techniques revolves around the inner elixir.

[Realm: Yuan Dan (nourishing elixir)]

The only surprising thing is...

After the Changchun Neidan was integrated into the Yin and Yang Qi piles, another scale appeared on the surface of the Hunyuan Neidan, and the revealed patterns were extremely mysterious.

"Currently, we can't see the disadvantages caused by the special nature of Yuan Dan. Alas, the synthesis of inner alchemy is also inevitable. Otherwise, the efficiency of practicing the six realms of Yuan Dan will be too slow, and it will be perfect in the Year of the Monkey, the Horse and the Moon."

Shen Lian and the others walked out of the Gao Family Martial Arts School and walked through Yongcui Street with ease.

As Ying Zhenjun approaches, the festive decorations become more colorful.

During the chat, the fear in Tian Xian's heart subsided. Perhaps Shen Lian could swallow resentment but had a special physique and was not a demon himself.

He still couldn't figure out Shen Lian's identity.

Warrior? Alchemist? demon? They all feel similar, but they are indistinguishable.

Squeak.

The strange noise coming from the shop next to the street interrupted Tian Xian's thoughts. The latter couldn't help but turn around and saw that it was the coffin shop No. 7.

There is darkness in the crack of the door.

Shen Lian stopped walking and held the handle of the knife at his waist with his right hand, while Tian Xian backed away. After all, there were thousands of demons in the shops on Yongcui Street.

Even more than one.

"The little doll, ahem, is it the little doll from the Shen family's pawnshop, right?"

To Tian Xian's surprise, the thousand-year-old demon in the coffin shop did not show any malice, but there was just a smelly wind blowing in his face.

As if...as if the entrance and exit of the coffin shop were the mouth of a demon.

"Give me a message for your father and me."

"You said."

"Ask Shen Hansheng to prepare ten pieces of five-hundred-year-old gloomy wood. I will pick them up another day."

"What should be put in the coffin? What should be put in the coffin to satisfy Master Gao? I have to think about it, cough, cough, cough..."

Bang.

The coffin shop is closed again.

Shen Lian raised his eyebrows. All the shopkeepers were making plans for Gaofu's marriage, but no one took the coffin as a gift.

"Brother Tian, ​​you have also seen that the demon in the store is actually not malicious."

"so……"

Tian Xian's pupils were dilated, and he was a little confused about the situation for a while.

The two of them walked a few steps, and when they arrived at the rice shop, Tian Xian saw a smiling old woman walking out and talking to Shen Lian.

Shen Lian took out a piece of ghost skin and handed it to Granny Liu.

"Hey, thank you father and son for taking care of me."

"Mother-in-law, I'm not feeling well, otherwise I wouldn't bother you. Ah Lian, here's a little thought. I'll take you four or five kilograms of glutinous rice."

"Thank you, Granny Liu."

Shen Lian did not refuse. The sacrificial experience transformed from thousands of years of resentment was considerable, and the promotion of the Giant Eater had to be put on the agenda.

One person and one ghost exchanged a few words.

Tian Xian was at a loss. If he were in an ordinary town, it would be an ordinary day-to-day life among neighbors, but this was Gaolaozhuang.

How do ghosts restrain their appetite for strangers?

To be precise, how did the ghost restrain his appetite for Shen Lian? You must know that his flesh and blood is enough to fuel his Taoism for decades.

Tian Xian clearly noticed that Granny Liu still had appetite in her eyes when she looked at him, and he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

A demon is a demon. If he had come to the door himself, he would probably have no bones left.

After a while.

Shen Lian left with a bag full of glutinous rice and pointed to the other side of the street.

"The tailor shop is right there. There should be two captains in charge. But you'd better be careful. Ying Zhenjun will be here soon."

"Okay, see you later..."

Tian Xian was about to leave when he suddenly realized a key point.

If he returned to the tailor shop at this delicate time, Captain Feng would definitely speculate about his connection with the Gao family martial arts school incident. What if they think he was the one who killed Zhang Shen...

It is unrealistic for a fairy seed who has the hope of entering the cave to get away with it.

Captain Feng is vindictive. If he extracts his soul to search for his memory, even if Tian Xian barely saves his life, he will find it difficult to make any progress in the future.

Dong, Dong, Dong.

At the end of Yongcui Street, there was a sound of heavy objects being dragged. It was the constables wandering around Gao Laozhuang.

While Tian Xian hesitated, Shen Lian smiled and said, "If Brother Tian doesn't mind, you can come to the pawnshop to avoid disaster for a few hours."

Tian Xian was moved.

Yongcui Street has always had fifteen shops. I heard that a pawnshop opened a few months ago. Could it be Shen Lian's trick?

"Okay."

Shen Lian opened the side door of the ghost pawnshop, and Tian Xian couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"Let's go. Remember to restrain your spiritual sense and don't be surprised no matter what you see."

Shen Lian walked into the lobby in a dignified manner. After Tian Xian noticed the huge figure of the constable, he gritted his teeth and followed him into the shop.

As soon as he entered the door, Tian Xian saw two clerks respectfully greeting him.

"Young Master."

Tian Xian licked his dry lips. The two clerks were both hundred-year-old ghosts. When facing Shen Lian, they wanted to slap their heads on the ground.

He then saw another familiar figure.

"Not bad, do a good job in the future."

After the cotton wool ghost transformed, its Taoism was only five or six hundred years old. It was dressed in the clothes of a servant. When it saw Shen Lian, it nodded and bowed attentively.