Who said I practiced the exercises incorrectly?

Chapter 82 None of these!

White Wall Alley.

The road was empty, with scattered bloodstains on the ground.

The number of passers-by watching the excitement around has become scarce.

After all, watching the fun is one thing, but whether or not you will be implicated in the battle is another.

In addition, since no one was seen getting the relics for a long time, many viewers lost their patience and left one after another.

Only a few idlers and hooligans were left, still standing stubbornly on the sidelines, eating melon seeds and watching, hoping to get some topics to talk about.

It's getting dark.

Ning Yan sent away a confused old man who recognized Lao Hai as his own son.

Leaning back in the chair, my mind became annoyed.

The number of visitors received today must be at least eighty, if not a hundred.

But no one met the requirements.

Logically speaking, he had already spread out the portrait sufficiently.

If Lao Hai really had relatives in the city, he would never miss the portrait, let alone not come.

Given the current situation, it is highly likely that Lao Hai’s relatives are not in Qingcang, but in other counties.

Or maybe he has a feud with his relatives and they never have any contact with each other until they die.

No matter what the result is, it is not a good thing for him.

"Just follow what's written on the portrait and guard him for three days."

"If he still doesn't come in three days, then we'll give up."

Ning Yan made up his mind and waited under the locust tree for a while.

As the sun set and the night fell, even the few idle people who were watching left.

Ning Yan estimated that no one would come today.

He immediately packed up and prepared to leave.

I had just stood up when I heard footsteps hurriedly coming towards me.

Ning Yan looked up in surprise, only to see a group of people approaching in the night.

The leaders were a man and a woman, the man was strong and the woman was beautiful, both of them looked to be in their thirties, their aura exuded an oppressive force, and the people following behind them were also very strong and were definitely not ordinary warriors.

Looking at this situation, Ning Yan couldn't help but reveal a thoughtful look in his eyes.

I always feel that this scene is a bit familiar.

"You old man, are you the one who posted pictures all over the city, saying you have relics to return?"

Ning Yan nodded:

"it's me."

Hearing this, Zhuo Jun and Sha Tingxiang couldn't help but show a hint of joy on their faces at the same time.

The reason they came here early was certainly related to the competition for the second-in-command position, but more importantly, it was because of the relics left behind by Duan Canghai.

Duan Canghai, a strong man who had been promoted to the violent realm more than ten years ago, together with the violent boss, are the real backbone of the entire Qingyun Village.

It is precisely because of the two of them that the powerful and violent men in the city acquiesce to the existence of Qingyun Village. Otherwise, any one of them could wipe out the entire village.

No matter what the boss, the fourth in command, the fifth in command, or the old master who has been gathering energy for many years, they are completely useless in front of the violent strongman. They will be directly blown away, not to mention setting up a stronghold in Xiaocang Mountain openly.

Now that Duan Canghai is dead, the relics he carried with him naturally become coveted by everyone.

That was the relic of a powerful and violent man. If it were to be made public, it would definitely cause a widespread sensation.

Not to mention that they serve Duan Canghai all day long and know some details about the relics.

Zhuo Jun immediately said:

"Xiaosha, I can give you everything else, but the "Kun Yun Sui Lu" and the "Fen Yan Secret Book" must belong to me!"

The beautiful Sha Tingxiang raised her eyebrows and laughed:

"Brother Zhuo, your way of dividing things makes me feel a little disappointed."

Zhuo Jun said in a deep voice:
"I'm not bullying you. You should know more or less about the things in the relics, such as the golden lightning that can seriously injure violent warriors.

Although we may not be able to seriously injure a violent warrior if we use this skill, it is more than enough to kill a warrior at the peak of Qi Gathering. I am leaving this most important treasure to you.

Not to mention the Soulless Grass and other precious resources. If we sell them on the market, it would be no problem to get several thousand taels of gold."

"In that case, how about we exchange?" Sha Tingxiang curled her lips:

"I am also very envious of "Kun Yun Sui Lu" and "Fen Yan Secret Codex"."

Zhuo Jun frowned:

"If you want the Secret Book of Burning Flame, you can buy it in the store."

"Brother Zhuo, why are you trying to fool me? What we want is the cultivation experience written down by that person himself. How can I take a mere secret book seriously?"

"How about this? We can study "Kun Yun Sui Lu" and "Fen Yan Secret Codex" together, but as a price, I want the golden thunder, and the rest is yours!"

"Why don't you give me the golden thunder and keep the rest for yourself? I will pay you an extra 500 taels of gold. What do you think, Brother Zhuo?"

"Five hundred taels? Who are you looking down on? I'll pay six hundred taels!"

"I'll pay seven hundred taels, Brother Zhuo. After all, I'm a woman too. You should give me some room. At most, I can stay with you for another night."

"Don't even think about taking advantage of me. Eight hundred taels!"

……

Watching the two men bargaining face to face, Ning Yan was a little confused for a moment.

Isn't he a bit redundant here?

After a while, the two men finally completed the bargaining and reached a deal that satisfied both parties.

Before they could speak, Ning Yan said:
"Let me remind you first, there is no such thing as golden thunder among the relics."

The expressions of both of them froze for a moment.

Then Sha Tingxiang immediately spoke:
"Since there is no Golden Silk Thunder, Brother Zhuo, the deal we just made is invalid."

"Forget it. I'll give you the Soulless Grass."

"How can a single Soulless Grass be compared to the Golden Silk Thunder?"

"Then get rid of the extra gold you paid."

"No, I want another bag of blood-dissolving ointment!"

……

After arguing for a while, the two men made a deal again.

Ning Yan said helplessly:
"There's no soulless grass there either."

Lao Hai had already used this thing to deal with evil spirits.

Zhuo Jun and Sha Tingxiang's expressions immediately turned ugly.

Sha Tingxiang said unhappily:
"I don't have the Golden Silk Thunder, nor the Soulless Grass. Don't you have the Blood-Transforming Ointment?"

"You're right, there really isn't any blood-dissolving ointment."

"Not only that, the Heart-Confusing Incense and the Soul-Attracting Pills..."

Ning Yan counted more than a dozen items at once:
“There is none of this!”

Sha Tingxiang immediately became furious.

"How is it possible that there is nothing left?!"

Zhuo Jun asked calmly:

"What's in the relic?"

"I can't tell you that."

"why?"

"Because I haven't confirmed whether you are my best friend's family."

Zhuo Jun sneered:
"We've talked about so much, can't you confirm it?"

Ning Yan shook his head and said:
"There are quite a few warriors who carry these things on them, not to mention that you don't have any of the things you said, so how can you confirm it?"

"Then the name and identity will do, right?"

Zhuo Jun smiled confidently:
"The person in the portrait is clearly our Qingyun Village's second in command, Duan Canghai!"

"It's like that again!"

Ning Yan's expression turned cold, and his fists immediately hardened:
"How dare you slander my best friend as a bandit! Who gave you the guts to insult someone's reputation?!"

(End of this chapter)