Wangjin is the first ferry after the Luo River flows through the capital Luoyi. At times, officials were deposed and left the capital. When they arrived here, they looked back at the capital. They had to walk without sadness, so they were named Wangjin.

The locals don’t have so much sorrow to say. They are all shouting "Guizi Ferry, Guizi Ferry". Qin Mu listened to it and felt a kind of affection.

At this time, he was sitting in a tavern next to Guaizi Ferry. There was not a single customer in the tavern, and the seats were extremely old. Even the wine flag outside the door was hanging listlessly.

I saw a stack of broad beans and a pot of turbid wine in front of him. I squinted at the clouds outside the door, chewing the food in my mouth very seriously.

The waiter watched from the side and unconsciously chewed with his movements. After realizing it, he was embarrassed and wanted to slap himself.

He looked at Qin Mu with some resentment and muttered in a low voice: "Broad beans can be eaten so well."

If the people in the village have any opinions about this new young man, it is probably just a few words:

Money, sick, and eating is delicious.

Qin Mu walked north, and later turned around and came to the capital. When he arrived at this Guaizi Ferry, he was too lazy to move forward. He found this tavern, sprinkled a lot of silver, and put down the tavern that could only barely survive. He invited a waiter in the village and settled down.

He was both happy and thoughtful in his actions. There were a few merchants coming to sit in this tavern on weekdays, so there was no need for much trouble, so naturally not many people were in trouble.

Although he was only fourteen at this time, the martial arts practitioner was tall and had a hint of childishness on his face. He was also an adult man. He didn't look like a poor man. I wonder how many big girls and wives in the village were asking about him.

However, Qin Munei's injuries have not healed, so he often asks the waiter in this shop to go to the town to get medicine. He doesn't hide the medicine from others on weekdays, and rumors of his health are circulating among the neighbors.

Qin Mu seemed to have not heard the waiter's mutter at this time, but he was still watching the sunset in the sky. It was already evening. The wooden dogs barked, the smoke rose, and the fragrance of food came from the air.

But Qin Mu said, "You go back first and tell Uncle Liu in the kitchen that you don't have to cook dinner today, I can do it myself."

The waiter couldn't help but feel a little confused, but there was no business today, and it was not unreasonable to close at this time. However, he just muttered in his heart: "I am rich and willful." He scratched his head and thought that this was just what Qin Mu said. With a whisper, he ran to the kitchen happily.

When he took the chef out, Youzi turned around and asked in a slight concern: "Shopkeeper, why don't you go to my house for a meal? It's not interesting to have a meal by this person."

Qin Mu laughed. Although this waiter was a country man, he usually said he was dull or slick, but he didn't care about Qin Mu's kindness to him at all.

That's enough.

He waved his hand and glared at him, as if he was impatient. The waiter shrank his neck and felt that Qin Mu suddenly seemed to be the high-ranking officials who passed by the village on weekdays. He was very scary. He said nothing and went out with a slight slam.

Qin Mu, however, walked to the door, closed the door of the tavern, and drank the wine with the sparse broad beans on the plate.

The oil lamp in the tavern was dim and he hit his shadow on the wall, making him look solo.

Silent for a while.

But when he saw that he had eaten the last bean with great cherishment, he sighed with satisfaction, held the wine pot in his left hand, knocked heavily on the table, and said softly, "Everyone, Ele.m?"

The room was already dark, and he was talking to the air here again. If the waiter saw it, he would probably give him ten times the wages and would not dare to work again.

But I heard a series of gloomy laughter coming from Qin Mu, which made the lights on the candlestick tremble.

A hoarse and dry voice sounded: "Of course we brothers still have a stomach to eat, and as for you, just be a starving ghost."

After saying that, a figure in black came down from the beam of the room, spreading wide sleeves. His face was dry and he could not see any flesh on his body. He fell from the sky, like an old bat.

The land under Qin Mu's feet suddenly surged, and a dwarf who was only one meter jumped out of a hole, holding a three-strand fork in his hand and stabbed Qin Mu's waist and eyes.

Qin Mu just wanted to get up and fight back, and felt a coldness coming from behind him. At some point, a black figure wearing a mask had already been stuck behind him, and a dagger in his hand stabbed.

Under Tianfeng Tower, the Earth-level masters, the three ghosts in Hejian: suddenly come and go, flying ghosts; everything goes, and dig into the ground.

And the one behind Qin Mu: the ghost who possesses bones and eats marrow, and seeks life.

All the three of them are earth-level masters, and they have grown up together in Tianfeng Tower since childhood. They cooperate with each other and are well-known killers in the world on weekdays. So they said that the Jinling branch is already the limit to sending such masters.

Qin Mu encountered danger, as if he was unconscious, his smile remained the same, but his body suddenly swelled, and he took four steps in a row. The gossip-like body technique was fully interpreted by him.

Qin Mu circled around the dwarf, and made talisman seals with both hands, but one hand was upward and the other hand was downward, hitting the flying ghost and the drilling ghost respectively.

Wang Chao's Tianfeng Seal and Yan Yuanyi's Earth-Shaped Seal were used by him at this moment, and he burst out with earth-shaking power. Without a sound from the ground ghost, he was knocked into the cave and buried in the soil.

The flying ghost screamed and flew backwards to the beam of the room, and his chest collapsed, and it seemed that he had more intakes and less exhausts.

The life-seeking ghost didn't expect that the little ghost who was just a rookie in the information was so fierce. In a moment, three people actually lost two.

He whistled sharply, his feet were like the wind, and in an instant, several figures appeared in this small tavern. It can be seen that this man practiced the technique of taking pictures, but it was much more high-end, and when used, it made people dazzled.

The life-seeking ghost surrounded Qin Mu, constantly circling, and the dagger in his hand was like a poisonous fang, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Qin Mu was still in the independent field, as if he had never seen each other. After a while, he opened his eyes and suddenly raised his right hand, and a knife light flashed from the sleeve tube.

Blood flew across the table and splashed on the table. The life-seeking ghost suddenly paused, covering his throat and said, "What a quick knife, it has a name."

Qin Mu was stunned and said, "I used it casually. What's the name?"

He smiled with a very embarrassed look.

The life-seeking ghost didn't know that this was the answer. He fell down unwillingly after a few screams.

Qin Mu looked at the three people with a frown, and was still very grateful. Fortunately, he had eaten something, otherwise the killing would have no appetite.

He always remembered the second sentence he learned in Tianfeng Tower, having a good meal before killing someone.

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