Early the next morning, Qin Yuesheng ate a few pieces of boiled potatoes for breakfast and took a bus back to Qingyang City. As the village chief of Baihe Village, Gao Peng naturally had to take on the task of reporting the situation in the city, so he set off with Qin Yuesheng and others.

There were more than ten people when we came, but only a few people were left when we returned. It really made people sigh and sigh that life was impermanent.

After the water ghost was solved by Qin Yuesheng, there should be no more people missing when they went into the water in Gusu Yuwan. The work of picking water lotus children will naturally continue to develop, and I believe that it will be able to return to the same track as before soon.

But everything seemed to have passed, but Qin Yuesheng's heart was covered with a deep layer of uneasiness.

Through the two sneaky and confusions of white human faces and water ghosts, he could vaguely feel that Qingyang City was not as calm as he had imagined before. Perhaps it was calm before, but now there are some indescribable things that are in secret.

"My strength is still not enough." Qin Yuesheng said intimately while sitting in the carriage.

Through the battle last night, he had a preliminary understanding of the warrior's external state of forging.

Hard, resistant to hits.

This is the greatest benefit of the external forging state.

When you won't die from an enemy's attack, your battle will have a higher fault tolerance rate, so you can kill the enemy with more methods.

A warrior who is not a foreign forging realm has a fragile body and body. He is seriously injured immediately after being cut by a knife, and dies after being cut by two knifes. This will obviously become very stressful in fighting. You should not be careless in every move or move, otherwise you will have life worries.

Last night, Qin Yuesheng blocked the water ghost and punched many times with his iron cloth shirt, which was of great significance.

If he hadn't been with this iron cloth shirt, he would definitely not be the match for the water ghost. In order to survive, he would probably have to abandon everyone present and escape alone last night.

As soon as they returned to Qin Mansion, Qin Feng and Duan Hongjin rushed over after hearing the news and were very concerned.

Qin Yuesheng ran to Baihe Village without even saying hello. He stayed overnight, but his parents were worried a lot, fearing that he would encounter any accidents outside.

However, Qin Feng and his wife didn't know that Qin Yuesheng is now a warrior who has just entered the external forging realm. He doesn't have to be able to fight Qingyang City invincible hands, and there is no problem just taking self-guarantee.

After patiently comforting the darling parents, Qin Yuesheng returned to his room.

Cao Zhengchun was sent out by him to recycle and bury the corpses of the yard torn by the water ghosts. No one stood beside him and started to take action. Qin Yuesheng poured himself a cup of tea and drank while sucking.

I'm missing a knife technique.

Qin Yuesheng thought so.

There is no doubt that when facing the strange and strange, the evil-suppressing sword is Qin Yuesheng's biggest trump card.

This treasure knife made of pure evil-relieving iron and decorated with relics from the monks has a considerable destructive effect on those indescribable things.

Qin Yuesheng had also asked Qin Feng about the origin of the evil spirit, hoping to entrust him to find a way to get some things so that Qin Yuesheng could create a pair of boxing gloves for himself to be used in conjunction with the tiger and crane double-shaped boxing.

Even though Qin Feng, as the head of the Qin family, had never heard of what evil spirit is, let alone where to buy it. It can be seen that this material is rare and rare, so Qin Yuesheng had to put this matter aside.

In order to exert the greater power of the evil-suppressing sword, learning a knife technique is a must-do.

If you want to practice martial arts in this world, there are four ways to live.

1. Let the master learn from those who practice their family and let the master teach you martial arts.

2. Join the martial arts sect.

3. Spend money to buy some martial arts secrets for sale on the market.

4. Jump off the cliff to see if you can encounter some adventure caves left by martial arts predecessors.

Like the tiger and crane double-shaped fist, bear crane stud step, and iron cloth shirt that Qin Yuesheng learned, they are the first type, but because he is the young master of the Qin family, it is impossible for Qin Yue and Qin Yu to make him become his disciple.

There are no martial arts sects near Qingyang City, even third-rate ones.

So he naturally could only place the source of swordsmanship on the third method.

The Qin family is rich and powerful, and never cares about any consumption on weekdays. The mansion's Chinese medicinal materials shop, arsenal, stable, and bookstore are all available, but they have never been involved in purchasing martial arts secrets.

Because this aspect was filled by the Zhenshan Escort Agency of the Qin family's industry, all the escorts there were trainers, small escorts, red escorts, and general escorts were even more powerful masters. If the Qin Mansion wanted to train the escorts, they naturally did not need to buy any martial arts secrets for them to learn. Just let the escorts come over to teach martial arts.

For example, Qin Yue.

Qin Yuesheng put down the teacup and shouted to the outside of the door: "Come on someone."

Immediately a little maid ran into the house and replied in a sweet voice: "What are the instructions for the young master?"

"Go and help me find Butler Qin."

"yes."

It passed in a while.

Soon, Qin Zheng, the eldest steward of the Qin Mansion, was found by the little maid.

Qin Zheng has been a housekeeper in the Qin Mansion for 20 or 30 years. He can be said to be a very reliable and quick-witted person.

Qin Feng trusted him very much and was responsible for all matters in the mansion, from personnel transfers to the courtyard to weeding.

This person has a round face, small eyes, born with a long-lasting eyebrows, a raised corner of his mouth, and a cute appearance, but he has a face of Maitreya.

"Young Master." Qin Zheng bent down and saluted.

"Butler Qin, is there any place in Qingyang City where you can buy martial arts secrets?"

Qin Zheng looked up and thought for a while: "As far as I know, all three of the eighteen martial arts, Wanjianfang and Chunqiu Pavilion can be purchased. What kind of martial arts are the young master needed? I will ask someone to buy it."

"Well..." Qin Yuesheng gently tapped the table with his fingers: "I need... all the secrets of swordsmanship that can be bought in Qingyang City."

Even though Qin Zheng was used to the wealth of the Qin family, he couldn't help but be stunned at this moment.

What is the young master doing? Should he start a sect or what?

It takes decades for an ordinary person to practice a martial arts to reach a perfect state. Two or three martial arts in hand are enough for him to practice for a lifetime.

If you have more advanced martial arts, you may not be able to practice it to perfection even if you spend your whole life.

But don't guess what the master thinks, and you won't understand after guessing.

Qin Zheng understood the truth of this sentence very early, and nodded directly and replied: "Yes, I'll do it now."

"In addition, I have one more thing to ask you." Qin Yuesheng said.

"Young Master is serious. It is natural for me to do things for you. Please tell me if you need anything."

"Well... forget it, you just need to do the thing just now." Qin Yuesheng thought of something and directly cut off the topic.

Qin Zheng retreated immediately without asking any more questions.

Purchasing the knife skills secrets currently on sale in the city is a big project.

...

The bright moon hangs high, Qingyang City is bright in the east and dark in the west, and some big red lanterns are hung on the streets, barely used as a means of night lighting.

There was no curfew in the Tang Dynasty, but only Chang'an was a city with bright lights and lights throughout the territory, and no difference during the day.

Although Qingyang City is lively, when it comes to night, only the area with brothels on the Gusu River is brightly lit and bright as daytime. In contrast, the western city area is completely dark as thick ink after night, and the shadows of the houses are spread out.

Crunch!

A shabby carriage drove past the streets of Xicheng District.

Maybe it was because of disrepair. When the two wheels of the carriage rolled with the ground, it kept making people feel sour.

A lantern swaying candlelight emits a light of light and darkness in the shaking.

"vomit!!!"

The carriage stopped abruptly, and the coachman turned around and asked at the curtain with helpless look on his face, "Young Master, do you want to get off the car and take a break?"

After saying that, the curtain was suddenly lifted, and a young man with a confused look and a red face was swaying from it.

"vomit!"

Without waiting for him to say anything more, he jumped out of the car and lay on the ground and vomited violently.

"Young master, drink less in the future. Your body is almost out of control." The coachman couldn't help but say.

"Hait...you, you know a chicken..." The boy shook his lips and smashed his mouth: "Bao."

"Oh." The coachman shook his head.

"You are here, I will go there to pee, come back, come back and walk again." The young man lifted up his hem, took off his pants and walked towards an alley not far away.

Seeing his swaying and stumbled steps, the coachman really wanted to go over and support him, but when he thought of his young master's recent temper and mood, he gave up this idea.

"Hum! Damn, as soon as the old man died, his family's industry was in a downturn, everyone began to underestimate me, these grandchildren." The boy held the bird with his pants and pressed his head against the wall to maintain balance, and kept muttering something in his mouth.

Bang!

Suddenly, something black came from the depths of the alley and just hit the boy's feet.

"Damn it, what's the matter?" The boy was full of alcohol, his eyes were so blurred that he could hardly see things clearly.

So he raised his leg and kicked the thing away with force, not knowing where he had kicked it.

The night breeze is slightly cool.

"Young Master, have you seen what I lost?" A sound like a grinding ear suddenly rang in the boy's ears.

He was so scared that he shivered and quickly looked behind him.

But nothing.

"Who? Who is talking?"
To be continued...