one step closer to the end

Zhao Guanren woke up from depression, and it was past nine in the morning when he left the bedroom. Zhou Miao personally prepared breakfast for him, and she waved her hands and smiled, "Come and eat! I didn't even dare to watch you practice so seriously last night." Excuse me, I quietly went back to the meditation room and slept all night!"

"Oh! There are a lot of soul fragments here, so we can't waste them..."

Zhao Guanren hesitated for a moment, sat down at the table and ate breakfast, talking to Zhou Miao casually, but kept muttering in his heart.

In order to find out the inner ghost who was secretly watching him, he used the soul-chasing eye to scan every once in a while, but except for the two yellow fire-level maids who approached the bedroom, Zhou Miao never came back after leaving the bedroom .

"Honey! Go to Qisha's treasury and get some treasures from her..."

Zhou Miao put down her chopsticks and said, "There is also a treasury in Qisha's arsenal, full of all kinds of treasures, even her cronies are reluctant to give it to her, go get some to buy people's hearts, and order another batch of people." Let’s train first, you have to do what you look like!”

"Ok!"

Zhao Guanren nodded absent-mindedly and said: "Let's split up later, you immediately ask the matchmaker to take you to the treasure house, so that they don't hide the treasure, I'll pick out a few clever human assistants, and then go to the barracks to see the situation! "

Zhao Guanren changed into his special service uniform after eating, and he didn't wear any leather armor. The golden phoenix ring couldn't stop the big move, and wearing leather armor was useless.

He simply put on a tactical vest on the outside and hung miscellaneous things on it. In addition to the waist bag and two grenades in his waist, the ice dagger was also hidden in his waist, and the soul-killing knife was behind his back. it goes.

"Boss! We have arranged a rickshaw for you, you two can take this when you go out..."

As soon as Zhao Guanren and Zhou Miao walked out of the villa, the female logistics director rushed up to meet her. Zhou Miao jumped on a rickshaw and left, but Zhao Guanren said: "You go to the gate and wait, I will pick some beauties As a secretary, I must have pomp when I go out!"

"Boss! Our art troupe has arranged for you. Villa No. [-] is full of beauties..."

The female director blinked ambiguously, and Zhao Guanren laughed and walked forward, but he came to the field after going around alone, beckoned to a young woman who was picking manure, and asked, "How are you doing this?" Why is Pretty picking shit?"

"I...it doesn't matter if I have no one, what else can I do if I don't pick shit..."

The young woman was rubbing her clothes cautiously. Zhao Guanren turned around and led her into the pump room. After looking around with his soul-chasing eyes, he closed the door and said, "Be my secretary, and take care of some chores for me during the day." How about just sleeping with me at night?"

"No, no! I have a husband, and my husband is in the field..."

The young woman waved her hands in panic, and Zhao Guanren smiled and said, "No wonder you pick up shit, many people want to sleep and you didn't succeed, but I can take both of you and your husband out and return you to human society. Just answer a few questions for me!"

"question?"

The little young woman looked at him confused and nervous.

"Don't be nervous! I won't hurt you..."

Zhao Guanren then said: "You go from house to house to empty toilets every day, and then transport them to the fields as fertilizer. You must have heard more than others. I want to know everything about Zhou Miao, whether it's gossip or solid evidence. Don't miss out either!"

"boss!"

The young woman shook her head in horror and said, "I don't dare to talk nonsense, I'm just a picker and I don't know anything!"

"If I tell you to say it, just say it..."

Zhao Guanren said impatiently: "If I don't help you, your husband will be killed soon, and you will become the plaything of those captains and directors. Now I am the only one who can let you out. If you don't tell me, I will kill you." Go get someone else, everyone out there wants to get out alive!"

"Boss! Then I'll tell you the truth. I heard it anyway. I don't know if it's true or not..."

The little young woman said agitatedly: "Everyone says that the proprietress is cruel and merciless. She was the one who called the pig-headed maniac, and the ones who ate up were those who didn't listen to her. Moreover, she...she forced her into prostitution, and beat and scolded her subordinates. Everyone Calling her behind her back as the reincarnation of Empress Dowager Cixi, here to do her best!"

Zhao Guanren asked with some difficulty: "Does she have an affair behind her back?"

"Absolutely not! There used to be a male celebrity who was pursuing the proprietress. The proprietress seemed to enjoy the feeling of being pursued by the celebrity and had always been kind to him..."

The young woman said: "But that man made a big difference in the end, saying everywhere that the proprietress agreed to his pursuit, but the next day the proprietress threw him to the pig's head and ate him madly, and all those who had pursued the proprietress were hung up and beaten. Now no man dares If you are within one meter of her, you will stand far away when reporting work!"

Zhao Guanren pondered: "What is Qisha's relationship with her?"

"What does that matter? Every time I open the tower, I see each other once a month..."

The young woman said: "One time, Qisha scolded the proprietress, saying that she didn't learn anything from you, that she didn't learn the skills of nonsense, give her one last chance to open the tower, otherwise she will kill all of us, If it wasn't for Qisha to know about your safety, we would definitely be doomed!"

"Understood! Don't tell others about our conversation, or your quota will be gone..."

Zhao Guanren opened the door and went out, called two people to ask again, and got the same answers, but he was sure that something was wrong, Qi Sha and Yong Ye didn't send anyone to monitor their conversation, this is the biggest trick .

Chapter 0240

In fact, the undead do not have a so-called military camp. They do not need to be stationed in the endless march. The only logistics force is the blacksmith. Blacksmith camp.

"Welcome! Great Demon King Zhao..."

Qisha stood in front of the former steel plant with arms folded, staring at Zhao Guanren with a half-smile, behind him were a dozen personal guards of Zihuo rank, and a large number of corpse soldiers were entering and leaving the steel plant, constantly cutting armored weapons Transported in and out, it looked like it was in full swing.

"You don't need to line up to welcome me hypocritically, if you are unhappy, I am also unhappy..."

Zhao Guanren pedaled a shared bicycle and parked outside the factory gate. Without the usual treacherous smile, he said blankly, "I'm not going to snatch your treasures. I'm just looking for your blacksmith to make a few things. By the way, let's take a look at your military strength. Your next rating!"

"You give us a rating? You really think you are an expert on the dead..."

Qisha laughed contemptuously and jumped onto the dead horse, probably deliberately trying to appear taller than him, and followed Zhao Guanren a few steps behind.

The scale of the blacksmith camp was even bigger than he had imagined. The dozen or so workshops were almost all dwarf blacksmiths. The dwarves were naturally all undead. They were divided into three grades, high, middle, and low. There was also a special repair workshop, which looked very professional. .

"Don't you use human steel..."

Zhao Guanren stopped outside the mid-range workshop. In fact, dwarves are not short, with an average height of about 1.5 meters.

"Human steel can't make good weapons, and the garbage produced is used by low-level corpse soldiers..."

Qisha said indifferently: "For Horcruxes above the middle level, the materials must be collected from our hometown. It is very troublesome to transport them once. At present, they are all recycled and reused. New Horcruxes are rarely made, but the master workshop cannot be visited. The dwarf's Forging stunts are not passed on to the outside world, and I am not allowed to enter!"

"A group of old-fashioned old antiques, the obsolete things are still treasures..."

Zhao Guanren pedaled his car and continued to move forward, and finally came to an armory guarded by corpse soldiers. Zhou Miao was standing in front of the door talking to the matchmaker.

"Don't wink, the dead will not have good things, good things are not made by them..."

Zhao Guanren got out of the car casually, not giving Qisha any face at all. After entering the armory, he lit the signal stick, browsed the weapons, guns, swords and halberds on the weapon rack, and finally opened the anti-theft door of the small treasure house.

"Hey~ What kind of treasure house is this, a waste recycling station..."

Zhao Guanren walked in in surprise. There were three rows of shelves in the treasury, filled with messy horcruxes, some of which were already covered with dust, but he said in surprise: "A lot! How do you know there are treasures here?" of?"

"Qisha's personal guard chatting, I overheard..."

Zhou Miao whispered: "The guards said that Qisha is stingy, and they won't use the baby ashes. They also said that the best thing here is the purple heart shield. I just told the matchmaker, and she said that the wooden shield in the second row Inside the box is the Purple Heart Shield!"

Zhao Guanren walked over and picked up a small wooden box. When he opened it, it was a small black shield the size of a palm, with a purple heart gem dotted in the middle.

"Qisha! Can you give me this little thing..."

Zhao Guanren turned to look at Qisha at the door, and raised the small wooden box in his hand, but Qisha asked with a puzzled face, "Matchmaker! What is this, why haven't I seen it before?"

"Your Majesty! You have so many treasures that the warehouse can hardly fit them..."

Matchmaker spread her hands and smiled wryly, Qi Sha curled her lips and acquiesced, Zhao Guanren took the box and walked out, saying: "Duo Duo! You and Matchmaker wait for me at the door, I'll go find Master Dwarf to build something, Qi Sha Show me the way!"

"The dwarves don't belong to me, and the master's temper is also very weird. It doesn't matter whether I want to see you or not..."

Qisha lazily led him out to the outside of a compound guarded by dwarf warriors. Zhao Guanren stepped forward and drew out the soul-killing knife, and said something to several guards.

"Oh~"

The four guards stared wide-eyed in shock. They looked as if we knew each other very well. They quickly ran in and communicated. After a while, they led him into the office building. Instead, Qi Sha and the others were blocked. Outside.

"Big brother! I heard that you have a magic weapon, let me see your knife..."

An old dwarf with a white beard was sitting behind his desk, holding a can of Budweiser in his hand, and his accent sounded a bit northeastern, which was much more standard than Qisha with a "sock in his mouth".

"Look!"

Zhao Guanren handed him the Soul Slayer Knife, but the old dwarf stood up excitedly, drew out the knife and fondled it back and forth, so excited that he was about to have a heart attack.

"..."

The old dwarf chattered about the dwarf language, but after a while he said in frustration: "This is not a forged knife, it is a magical weapon refined by people using soul fire. It's beyond hope!"

"Can't fix it?"

Zhao Guanren was always worried that the Miehun Knife would break, and the Miehun Knife was as broken as a saw.

"I can't do anything! This is the first time I have seen such a magic weapon..."

The old dwarf shook his head and said: "The skill of forging the sword with soul fire has always been a distant legend for our family, but the original owner must have a very tragic story. It is a magic weapon!"

"Help me look at this again..."

Zhao Guanren handed over the Purple Heart Shield again, and the old dwarf glanced at it and said, "It's just the Heart-eating Shield of the Dark Demons, it's considered a top-tier purple-rank defensive card, not uncommon, but it's better than the gold ring in your hand! "

Zhao Guanren asked in surprise, "Why is it called the Heart-Eating Shield?"

"Actually, this is a trap set by the Dark Demons earlier..."

The old dwarf spread his hands and said: "The Dark Demons deliberately discarded the Heart-Eating Shield to lure unsuspecting human monks. It will unknowingly erode human minds and eventually turn humans into walking corpses. It doesn't matter, we are the walking dead!"

"Didn't you realize that I'm a human..."

Zhao Guanren looked at him with a strange face, but the old dwarf said, "Aren't you the Great Demon King? Sooner or later you will become a dead clan. It doesn't matter if it's earlier. You are welcome to join the dead man's club!"

"Thank you!"

Zhao Guanren looked at him with an aggrieved expression, but the old dwarf pointed at the ice dagger in his waist again, and said with two bright purple eyes, "Would you like to make an exchange with me? I can upgrade the gold ring for you. I’ll give you another purple-rank flame knife, it’s a good deal for you!”

"Do you think I'm stupid? But I still have a baby..."

Zhao Guanren took out a plastic bag from his pocket, and when he opened it, there was a piece of scorched black meat with a piece of broken armor stuck to it. He put it on the table and said with a smile: "This is authentic five-clawed dragon meat. The Lord of Darkness once His mount, the one on it is dragon scales!"

"Let me see!"

The old dwarf snatched the dragon meat, tore off a piece of meat and threw it into his mouth. After chewing, he exclaimed in surprise, "Dragon meat! It's really dragon meat. I want the dragon scales on it. I will give you my best work, you must promise me!"

"No! I want three pieces, I choose..."

Zhao Guanren shook his head slightly, and the old dwarf led him into the warehouse with a smile like you are a big sand sculpture.

After a frenzied sale, Zhao Guanren chose three things that looked very rich, and the old dwarf almost burst out laughing.

"Uh~"

The old dwarf's smile froze suddenly, and Zhao Guanren actually took out another large piece of dragon scale, even bigger than his slap.

"How can you do this..."

The old dwarf almost went mad with his head in his arms. When it comes to business, the entire dwarf clan is no match for Zhao Guanren.

"Don't be angry, I can give you this dragon scale..."

Zhao Guanren put his arms around him and asked in a low voice: "You know! Sometimes we need to do some private things, and we don't want Yong Ye to know. Do you have that magic ring that can temporarily suppress the magic patterns?"

"No! Never..."

The old dwarf quickly shook his head and said: "We have the ability to create the magic lock ring, but if Yongye finds out, he will destroy our entire family, and the magic lock ring can't be built in a few days, it will take at least several months. Once the furnace is turned on, we're done!"

"That's a pity! I'll make a breastplate myself..."

Zhao Guanren put the dragon scale on his chest and gestured, and the old dwarf clasped his head again and shouted: "No! You can't treat it like this. The dragon scale is a waste in your hands. I can't take it anymore. I'll give you a finished product, but I will never admit that something happened!"

"make a deal!"

Zhao Guanren happily stuffed the dragon scales to him, and the old dwarf opened a secret door treacherously, and used the key to open an iron cabinet engraved with patterns. There were more than a dozen boxes, large and small, inside. Even if it is not opened, it is blooming with light.

"Here! Leave quickly..."

The old dwarf quickly stuffed a box for him, but when he looked up, he almost died on the spot. Zhao Guanren actually still had a large piece of dragon scale in his hand, with dragon skin and dragon meat stuck to it, which was still not burnt.

"Hey~ I want that shiny thing, and that big gold chain..."

Zhao Guanren handed him the dragon scales, and took out two things from the cabinet. The old dwarf sat limply on the ground, crying, and asked sadly, "How many dragon scales do you have?"

"Not many! Just one dragon..."

Zhao Guanren let out a smirk, took a big wooden box, put all the spoils in it, and while the old dwarf wasn't paying attention, he slipped a crossbow and ran out like a gust of wind.

Qisha waited outside the courtyard and said in surprise: "What did you trade for such a big box of things with the old miser?"

"There is a baby! Come with me to see..."

Zhao Guanren smiled and pulled her into the woods. After putting down the box, he took out the Heart-Eating Shield, held it in front of her and asked, "Are you sure you haven't seen this thing before?"

"Cut~"

Qisha leaned against the tree nonchalantly, and said contemptuously: "I have too many things, how can I remember them all, if you want to take it, take it, anyway, you have a thick skin, if you don't take it, you will take it again!"

Zhao Guanren said again: "Let me ask this, you have Yong Ye's eyeliner by your side, you should know it?"

"I know!"

Qisha said: "Who doesn't have Yong Ye's eyeliner around, the big devil king has a carrot and a hole, and the people below are staring at the devil king's throne, even if Yong Ye doesn't say anything, they will take the initiative to find me. What's so strange about it? "

"If I say that Hong Niang is a traitor, she is the prisoner sent by Yongye, would you believe me..."