My life of martial arts training

Going around.

Shen Yuan came to a special street, with classical shops on both sides of the road. This is the street where Qingyun Mansion specializes in selling antiques.

Since he is here, it would be a waste if he doesn't touch it.

And after the last strengthening, his source of chaos has been exhausted and must be replenished.

He walked into an antique shop called "An Gu Pavilion" casually.

There were not many people in the shop, only two old men with white beards, who were carefully looking at the antiques with a magnifying glass.

The shopkeeper lying on the armchair found someone coming in, and his eyelids moved slightly; "Take a look at it yourself, once sold, no refund or exchange."

Shen Yuan didn't care at all. It was impossible to buy it, but in order to damage other people's antiques, he took out a special white glove and put it on his hand.

He also loves antiques, and he also hates those villains who destroy antiques.

After touching it for a while, there was nothing to gain.

"Boss, are there any antiques here that have caused chaos?" Shen Yuan asked.

"No, our shop sells all cheap goods, and they come from clean sources." The shopkeeper shook his head.

"Thank you." Shen Yuan was not discouraged. There were so many antique shops here, so he was not afraid of not finding one.

An hour later.

Shen Yuan walked out of the shop with a gloomy face. This was the 30th antique shop he had visited, and he still had no harvest.

The antiques sold in the antique shop were all cheap goods, so cheap that they couldn't be any whiter. Even if Shen Yuan was willing to pay some money, the shopkeeper still refused.

"It seems that we are in the wrong direction. Let's go directly to Yang's house."

Shen Yuan shook his head and left the street.

Half a cup of tea later.

He came to the door of a wide and grand courtyard and knocked gently.

Creak.....

The two extremely heavy doors slowly opened to both sides.

A graceful woman in a gorgeous blue dress bowed and said, "Welcome to Yang Mansion."

Shen Yuan walked closer. The area of ​​Yang Mansion, whether it is decoration or size, is several times better than that of Huangshi Fort and Qinghu City.

The pink walls and black tiles are endless, and the pavilions and towers are scattered in an orderly manner.

"Take me to the location of the red goods." Shen Yuan said lightly.

"Yes." The woman in the blue dress nodded and led the way.

But strangely, the flow of people here is not as much as that of Huangshi Fort. There are only a few people going in and out of the attic, which seems unusually deserted.

"Please come in." The woman took Shen Yuan to a red attic and pushed the door open.

Shen Yuan frowned slightly. Before he stepped into the attic, a faint smell of blood floated out of the attic.

He walked quickly into the attic, and the door behind him slowly closed.

The layout of the entire attic is depressing, with black and red intertwined, as if a murder case had occurred in the attic.

When he came to the first antique, there was a pair of beautifully carved crystal shoes, but the color was red, especially in this dim firelight, it looked more like it had been soaked in blood.

Shen Yuan had no scruples, he had already felt that the crystal shoes contained the source of chaos.

Picked up the crystal shoes and looked at them carefully.

"Again." Shen Yuan's eyes suddenly became extremely gloomy. While absorbing the source of chaos, a cold breath kept drilling into his body.

But Shen Yuan was not the Shen Yuan of the past. The cold breath just touched the blood in his body and was instantly evaporated.

"Is this a mark?" He thought secretly in his heart. The last time he touched the clay bronze man in the Waste Stone Castle, he met the White Walker on the way back. How could there be such a coincidence in the world.

And the appearance of the White Walker was an enlarged version of the clay bronze man.

Moreover, he suspected that if the black spot similar to the mark had not been removed early, the White Walkers would have come directly to the Desolate Stone Castle to find him.

"What exactly does the Yang Mansion want to do? Don't they know that this dirty thing can kill people?" Shen Yuan looked ugly and put down the crystal shoes. He had absorbed little source of chaos, only 67%.

If he hadn't accidentally met Wang Yunsheng last time, he and Yan Cheng and others would have died long ago.

"Or did the other party do it on purpose?"

He thought quickly in his mind and came to the next item, a dark purple Buddha statue.

The Buddha statue's face was solemn, revealing a look of compassion for the world. Except for a pair of empty eye sockets, it was no different from a normal Buddha statue.

If the crystal shoes looked normal, then the Buddha statue in front of him, as long as he was a normal person, could feel a sense of weirdness.

But Shen Yuan didn't want to give up. He finally found a place containing the source of chaos. Although it was a little dangerous, it was not unacceptable.

Moreover, he was now a Zhiyang warrior. Although he couldn't beat the White Walkers, it must be no problem to remove this mark.

A quarter of an hour later.

Shen Yuan looked at the 700% more source of chaos and walked out of the attic in a good mood.

"Dear guest, you are out." The woman in the blue skirt did not leave, but waited outside the attic.

Shen Yuan looked at the woman in the blue skirt and asked; "I have always had a doubt, I wonder if you can answer it for me."

The woman in the blue skirt was stunned, then smiled; "I will tell you everything I can."

"Why did you put that kind of 'dirty thing' in there." Shen Yuan smiled, but the depths of his eyes were cold and piercing.

"What kind of thing are you talking about?" The woman in the blue skirt replied with a smile.

"White Walker." Shen Yuan slowly uttered two words.

"Have you ever been attacked by a White Walker?" The woman in the blue skirt asked with a smile instead of anger.

"What do you think?"

"It seems that you are lucky to meet a ghost sealer."

"Have you investigated me?" Shen Yuan said coldly with a fierce look in his eyes.

"No, it is difficult for ordinary warriors to survive if they encounter a white ghost, unless they encounter a ghost sealer." The blue-skirted woman shook her head slightly, and the smile on her face remained unchanged.

"Someone did help me, but I almost died. It was all caused by you."

Shen Yuan sneered and walked forward. He was only an arm's length away from the blue-skirted woman. The murderous intent on his body was ready to move, as if he was going to tear the woman in front of him to pieces in the next moment.

The blue-skirted woman was not at all flustered. She looked at Shen Yuan calmly and said; "We, the 'Yang Mansion', have never actively promoted anything. Everything is found by the guests themselves. As for whether to buy or not, it is the guests' own decision. No one has been forced."

"Moreover, this is also due to the fate of the distinguished guests. If there is no fate, the white ghosts will not come to find you at all."

"Fate, do you still believe in this?" Shen Yuan sneered.

"Before you have seen the White Walkers, would you believe in such a thing?" The woman in the blue skirt asked back.

Shen Yuan frowned slightly. White Walkers are even more outrageous than the ghosts in the vernacular novels. The ghosts of the dead can only scare ordinary people. They are not worth mentioning in front of warriors, but White Walkers can really kill people.

"And encountering White Walkers is not just a disaster, but also an opportunity." The woman in the blue skirt smiled.

"Opportunity? How do you say that?" Shen Yuan's face returned to calmness. It was not that he did not want to calm down, but there was a gaze that was always staring at him.