A Beginner's Guide to Magic

When Zheng Daqian heard the words, he deliberately savored the taste, but it was bitterer than ordinary tea, and there was nothing special about it.

He asked, "Why should I die?"

"That's Jiujue tea. It's brewed with nine kinds of poisons and contains nine kinds of Gu worms. Logically speaking, if you drink it, your meridians will be cut off immediately and you will die." The pale man said these words intermittently, panting Three or four times, coughing and coughing, compared with Zheng Dagan, he looked more like someone who was about to die.

Zheng Daqian had a strange expression, and he was holding back his laughter, and his voice sounded a little trembling: "It's probably my luck."

Wanzhang Peak is the ancestor of poisons in the world.

When he was five or six years old, he was thrown into the poison pool by his master to fend for himself, and now he has been trained to be invulnerable to all kinds of poisons, not to mention nine kinds of poisons and nine kinds of Gu worms, that is ninety-nine and 81 kinds of poisons , He drank it, and he wouldn't have much reaction.

The pale man looked him up and down carefully, his eyes sparkling: "Who the hell are you? What conditions did your employer give you? Why don't you join me and find a better way out."

Zheng Daqian has been involved in arresting bandits in the past few years, and he has dealt with countless vicious lives. Almost everyone has to ask a few more questions. In his opinion, this is nothing more than a dying struggle.

Since he wanted to succeed, his mind was a little erratic, and he talked a little too much: "A person like you who keeps Jiujue tea by the bed, who always thinks about harming others or himself, what kind of good boss can you be? Without you, there will be no way out."

The pale guy coughed and coughed, with burning madness in his eyes: "Do you know who I am? Take orders from me, the heavenly family will be rich and honorable, and you will have endless glory."

Logically speaking, after hearing these few words, some people could guess his life experience, and most of them have bowed their heads.

But Zheng Daqian is not an ordinary person. He glanced at the person on the bed with disdain, and stared at his bony arm twice: "I don't care who you are. You are not the hero, and you are worthy of my thigh."

The pale young man's expression was very astonished: "I am the emperor..."

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Daqian raised his sword and killed him.

After the blood had finished bleeding and only flowed slowly, he moved over and carefully gouged out a pair of his eyes.

When this corpse is not speaking, it is especially beautiful, but it is too thin and sickly to be liked.

Zheng Daqian gently wrapped a pair of beads and put them in his arms.

When he was about to go out, he thought of something again, turned around and pulled off the white jade finger on the man's right hand.

Just two steps away, he coughed again, and spit out a few Gu worms that fled.

He looked at the almost lifeless insects on the ground, and laughed a little self-deprecatingly: "Let's just say, there's nothing poisonous about me."

There were patrol soldiers and secret sentries lying in disorder in the yard. Judging by the degree of rot of the clothes and flesh, it must have been dead for an incense stick.Zheng Daqian didn't dislike the purple-black blood, and leaned over to pick up all the valuables from the people one by one, including jade pendants and gemstones, but in comparison, the finger puller on the man's hand in the room was better.

Sister Hua probably won't accept this, he thought.He washed all the jade ornaments he got back before and sent them to the children. After calculations, it seems that he has never given Shen Yun any good things. It just so happens that this pattern is beautiful, so he must be the best at it. Want the best, this one is just right.

However, if Shen Yunkai knew the origin of this object, he didn't know how much he would lose his temper and how long he would be awkward.

Thinking of this, Zheng Daqian started to have a headache again.

How could Shen Yunkai, such an upright and stubborn person, be brought back to Wanzhang Peak by his master?Forget about him, Lu Yang, who looks like a good guy but is actually a bastard, he deserves to be in the school of refining poison, and he deserves to go down the mountain to do disgraceful work.But Shen Yunkai was different, with his spine always straight, he shouldered the heavy responsibility of taking care of Quanfeng people, so many little bastards were being disciplined by him to look like human beings, and they were pulled out alone, no one could see this A little devil without a father or a mother.

Zheng Daqian thought sourly, such a person will one day make a name for himself in the arena, and if he fails to find the hero and heroine and embrace their thighs, in the end, he will probably still be like the original book. That way, not only would there be no whole body, but it would also be reviled by thousands of people.

Before he walked in, he didn't even read the book carefully.I only occasionally heard discussions from the little girls in the unit, saying that although the plot of this book is bloody, but the ending is very good, the main villain died in a terrible way, and how the hero and heroine love each other.

Who knew that he transmigrated inexplicably and became the big villain. He has never read romance novels, but he only vaguely remembers the names of the hero and heroine, what are they called... Duan, Pei, someone with a sword, A man with a gun.

And in Jianghu, there are tens of thousands of people with swords, although there are fewer people with guns, but there are still many, let him search them one by one, and I don't know how many years will pass.

I don't know anything else, it's really hard to be a villain. Since he was a child, he was imprisoned in a poison pool for a day, and was even blinded by the cruel master's poison for a period of time.Later, relying on his mind that surpassed his age and surpassed his age, he managed to save his life. Otherwise, before the hero and heroine finished him, he would be killed by his master first.

Over the years, while practicing martial arts hard, he wondered how to stay out of the way.

People may not be able to avoid fate. In addition to hurrying up to hug the male protagonist's thigh, he also needs to give a false name, and use a false identity to be a bandit hunter. In case Xiao Qiang is troubled by the time, it is more convenient to have a vest.

Zheng Daqian squeezed the white jade wrench, sighed softly, and detoxified all the poison in the yard.

He was afraid of leaving traces of Wanzhang Peak's actions, and he didn't dare to discredit Wanzhang Peak which is now clean.

However, there is no need for him to smear it. Up to now, the reputation of Wanzhang Peak in Jianghu has remained the same as before. It was not a good place in the past, and it is not a good place now.

When it was getting dark, he sneaked back to the black market, and walked straight into the room with the black plaque without any delay.

Sure enough, Zhao Sui was waiting inside waving his fan, and when he saw him walk in, he smiled very pleasingly: "Brother Zheng is here."

Zheng Daqian raised his hand and covered his eyes, it really is the world of romance novels, any man caught on the road will look like this.

Zhao Sui suddenly leaned over, almost touching his shoulder, his exposed eyes were shining brightly: "Did you succeed?"

Zheng Daqian didn't dare to look at him for some reason, took out a small bundle from his bosom, which was still warm, stuffed it into his bosom, and took two steps back.

Zhao Sui squeezed the weight, his expression was very satisfied, and he said casually: "If Zhao Shenming dies now, I will be happier."

Zheng Dagan followed suit and nodded.

The person holding the bag paused, his face suddenly turned a little subtle, and he asked with some hesitation: "Brother Zheng, he can't really die, can he?"

Zheng Daqian blinked, feeling a little puzzled in his heart, and still said: "Yes."

The expression on Zhao Sui's face was blank for a while, and the room was strangely quiet for a long time. Suddenly, he laughed loudly, out of breath, squatting on the ground with his hands on his stomach, tears streaming down his face: "He actually died!" He, Zhao Shenming, is actually dead, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..."

Zheng Daqian pinched the white jade finger in his pocket uncomfortably, feeling that he had done something inappropriate, he wiped the finger on his coat, and showed it to Zhao Sui: "Do you want this?"

Zhao Sui shook his head, he had laughed enough, his expression returned to the original cynical feeling, he stared at the wrench, and said to him strangely: "Why are you looking at me like this, is this his thing? "

Zhao Shenming has been wearing the finger ring on his hand for three days, Zhao Sui doesn't know it?Zheng Daqian thought for a moment and said, "I picked it up in his room."

Zhao Sui pursed his lips and nodded: "Perhaps this is what he particularly likes. Brother Zheng, 3000 taels, do you want cash or bank notes?"

"The bank note." He held it conveniently, and Shen Yunkai also took advantage of it.

He followed Zhao Sui into an academy in Baicheng.

Zheng Dagan had heard of this academy before, but he didn't expect it to be a den of the poison gang. He took the antidote pills from Zhao Sui, pretending to know a little about it.

There was a faint smell of medicine at the entrance of the academy, Zheng Daqian had a good nose, and immediately smelled it as a relatively inferior incense. After a few more sniffs, he could even list the kinds of medicinal materials used.

"This is the first door, brother Zheng, don't blame me for fear of someone trespassing." Zhao Sui turned around and explained.

Zheng Daqian dismissed this, even if Zhao Sui tried to stop him with ten stoves burning strong incense, he could still walk in a straight line.

Just two steps away, there was another white powder rushing towards his face, Zhao Sui quickly blocked it with his fan, and after fanning for a long time, he said: "The second door."

Zheng Dagan wiped the powder on his face and said nothing.

After walking for a while, Zhao Sui stepped forward and pressed his palm on the wooden wall, and finally stopped the attack before the mechanism started.

The wooden wall is wide open, and inside the wall is the den of the Baicheng drug gang. Dozens of people burn fires and stew medicine in broad daylight. All kinds of live poisons gather in the pool. It's obvious that if you smell it, you won't live long.

This smell was so familiar that Zheng Daqian was in a daze for a moment. Although the things these people practiced were far less sinister and vicious than those on Wanzhang Peak, they could still be regarded as harmful weapons. His mood was very subtle.

Seeing his strange expression, Zhao Sui hurriedly comforted him kindly: "Brother Zheng, don't be surprised, the drug gang is like this every day, so Zhao must make up for it here first."

As soon as these words came out, Zheng Daqian's expression became even weirder. Zhao Sui didn't quite understand, so he simply didn't guess, and he led the people to the study.

On the way, Brother Zheng, who had been silent for the first time, took the initiative to talk to him: "How is the treatment of your drug gang? If an expert comes to be a consultant, how much money can you get in a month?"

Zhao Suicheng said: "It depends on the ability, at least one month should be more than 100 taels."

Zheng Daqian said in his heart: I only pay ten taels of silver for catching a black-hearted bastard, and the dwarf barbarian still gets a commission.If Shen Yun came over, it would be much easier to earn than me.

After hesitating for a long time, he still asked, "Master Zhao, have you heard of Wanzhang Peak?"

Zhao Sui turned his head and his eyes lit up: "Naturally. That is the world's largest poison sect. It was still a demon sect decades ago, and its stories are still circulating in the world. It's a miracle. I just don't know where. Otherwise, I will visit you next time."

Zheng Daqian was silent, fate is very good at teasing people, sometimes the things that you think about day and night are actually right in front of you.

He stretched out a finger, pointed at his face half covered by the veil, and said, "I said that I am from Wanzhang Peak, do you believe me?"

Zhao Sui didn't even look at him, chuckled, turned his face and walked into the study: "If Brother Zheng is from Wanzhang Peak, I am from the Wulin League."

He rummaged behind the table for a long time, took out a small box made of mahogany, and opened the golden lock. Inside was a box of large-value banknotes, which made Zheng Dagan's eyes straighten.

He randomly picked out three cards and handed them to the other party: "It is rumored that there is a deadly poisonous gas floating on the Wanzhang Peak all year round. Ordinary people will die if they smell it. Those who can survive in that place must have eight eyes and six ears? Zheng Brother, stop making jokes."

As he said that, he reached out and touched the other person's face covered by the veil, smiling very wickedly.

the goblin.Zheng Daqian frowned, took the bank note, turned around and jumped onto the eaves, and he disappeared after a while.

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Mr. Zhao will be off for a while, and will reappear later with a new look