Chapter 103 Guard the Iron Shop! (!)
The next two days passed.
Bailuo City is undoubtedly more chaotic.
On the one hand, the Black Dragon Army is searching for the Tianshen Organization, and on the other hand, there are more people secretly watching the Xuanwu Sect.
It seems that all forces want to take advantage of this chaos to pounce and take a bite.
The Xuanwu Sect's properties at the foot of the mountain shrank rapidly.
Disciples and stewards were assassinated every day.
The incident spread back to the mountains and caused unrest again.
Many elders were gnashing their teeth angrily and raging with rage.
This also made the disciples on the mountain even more uneasy, fearing that they would be sent down the mountain next.
“Damn it, even a mid-level gang like the Iron Knife Gang dares to take the opportunity to bite us now, **** it!”
“Elder Zhou, your disciple hasn’t come down from the mountain yet?”
Many elders roared angrily.
"you!"
Elder Zhou’s expression suddenly changed.
Inside the room.
Yang Fang finished another medicinal bath. He was covered in hot sweat and his breath was comfortable, and he walked out of the medicine bucket again.
“It will soon be the middle stage of the seventh grade.”
Cultivation level: Early stage of seventh grade (450/1000)
Mind method: The fourth level of Xuanwu Zhengong (1800/4000)
These days, he squandered hundreds of taels of silver on medicinal baths every day.
Each time the medicinal bath is performed, the Xuanwu Zhenqing will increase by about 100 experience points.
When the Xuanwu True Skill increases by 400 points, the cultivation level column will increase by 100 points.
so!
He only needs to take 2 more medicinal baths, and he will completely enter the middle stage of the seventh grade.
He got up from the bed, dried himself, stretched out his body, and put on his clothes.
“Junior brother Yang, the master has summoned us!”
Suddenly, a hurried voice came from outside the door.
“Okay, I’ll go there right away.”
Yang Fang responded.
His brows furrowed.
Could it be that Elder Zhou could not withstand the heavy pressure from all the elders?
The peaceful life is going to be broken?
He put away his sword, locked the door tightly, and walked out of the courtyard.
“Senior brother.”
Feng Xiaowu hurried over.
“Let’s go and have a look together.”
Yang Fang opened his mouth.
Other disciples in this area were also going out at this moment, rushing in groups towards Elder Zhou's residence.
In the courtyard.
Elder Zhou’s face was gloomy and full of anger.
The old face is almost dripping with water.
I never expected that the group of elders would almost take action against me today.
Looking at the disciples in the garden, he sighed in his heart.
These are all gods of wealth.
If they all die, where can we find so many rich people?
“You should go down the mountain immediately at noon today. I have arranged all the work for you. Come and collect the handwritten letter.”
Elder Zhou was all expressionless.
“What? Going down the mountain?”
“Master, didn’t you say before that you don’t need to go down the mountain?”
“Yes, Master.”
Many people became panicked.
But there are also people who are happy and ready to take the opportunity to defect.
“Okay, stop talking.”
Elder Zhou pressed down his hand and said gloomily, "Master, I have tried my best on this matter, but don't worry, the work I have arranged for you is relatively safe and is guarded by experts. You can just go over and provide assistance."
Although most of the Xuanwu Sect's property has been embezzled.
But there are still many things that are strictly in their hands.
Elder Zhou naturally wanted to arrange his disciples in a safe zone.
He started reading the names directly and handed them out in handwriting one by one.
Each handwriting assigns different tasks to them.
Disciples were restless and stepped forward to receive them one after another.
Yang Fang took the handwritten letter and read it carefully. The task given to him was to go to a gambling house to be the deputy steward.
He hesitated in his heart, and after waiting for all the disciples to leave, he found Elder Zhou again.
“Master, can I change my job?”
“Change your job? What kind of job do you want to change?”
Elder Zhou was confused.
“Is there an iron shop at the foot of the mountain? To be honest, I have been forging iron for a few days before, and the piece of cold iron has not been cast yet, so I want to take the opportunity to cast it.”
Yang Fang responded.
“There are iron shops, yes.”
Elder Zhou pondered slightly, "But the benefits gained from the iron shop are not as high as those from the gambling house. Are you sure?"
Yang Fang nodded and said, "OK!"
“Well, you can give me another ten taels of silver, and I’ll exchange it for you.”
Elder Zhou looked cheerful and re-wrote a handwritten letter.
"By the way, one more thing. Are there some human skin masks here, Master? I have offended a lot of people at the foot of the mountain. If someone recognizes me, it will not be good."
Yang Fang said.
When you get to the bottom of the mountain, you always have to show your face.
It will also be a problem if the Blue Star people discover it.
Elder Zhou smiled slightly, "Don't worry, human skin masks are nothing. They cost five taels of silver each, which is quite a lot for me!"
"good!"
Yang Fang nodded.
Next, Elder Zhou changed Yang Fang’s job, took Yang Fang into the room, and asked Yang Fang to choose a mask.
In the hands of Elder Zhou, there were actually five human skin masks.
From youth to old age, everything is available.
“Even if you buy this thing on the black market, it will still cost five taels, so I won’t make any money from you anymore.”
Elder Zhou sighed slightly, picked up a young man's human skin mask, handed it to Yang Fang, and said with a smile, "Try this one."
Yang Fang watched carefully, immediately put the mask on his face, and adjusted it in the mirror.
This mask has thick eyebrows, big eyes, dark complexion, and large nostrils.
Has very obvious Bailuo City ethnic characteristics.
“Okay, that’s it.”
Yang Fang became more and more satisfied as he looked at it.
Once he changed his height again, even if he stood in front of Cheng Tianye, Cheng Tianye would not recognize him.
"As long as you are satisfied, go back and clean up."
Elder Zhou smiled.
“Disciple, please retire!”
Looking at the empty courtyard, Elder Zhou sighed secretly.
Out of these nearly a hundred disciples, I don’t know how many of them are still alive.
The more he thought about the faces of the elders, the angrier he became.
After returning to your residence.
Yang Fang quickly packed it up.
The gold and silver are soft and soft, and there are one sword and a sword, a few bottles of toxic.
The inner armor has already been worn close to the body.
As for this piece of Hades iron.
He could only wait until night and then move away secretly.
“I wonder when you can come back this time?”
Yang Fang secretly said.
It was a month since last time.
This time I have traveled for more than 20 days.
He glanced at the room again, locked the door, and walked out of the mountain door.
The place that Elder Zhou arranged for Yang Fang was Hexi Tiepu, and his position was as deputy manager.
The shop is not far from the river.
After the Xuanwu Sect's cold iron ore was excavated, part of it was transported to the sect, and the other part was basically transported to Hexi Tiepu.
The shop occupies a large area, and there are dozens of blacksmiths, large and small.
Just because of the turmoil during this period, the blacksmith inside had almost run away.
The person responsible for guarding this place is a seventh-grade master of Xuanwu Sect named Tan Jun.
It is important to know that any place that can be guarded by a seventh-grade master is a top priority.
In the past few days, it is said that even Tan Jun was secretly attacked several times.
Behind the shop, in the Heyue Building.
Tan Jun held an iron smoke gun in his hand, puffed out smoke, and looked at the stage in front of him.
Beside him, two middle-aged men sat with him, talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was harmonious.
at this time!
A servant came running from outside, walked to Tan Jun's ear, and whispered, "Manager Tan, the sect has sent someone again."
“Oh? Who is it?”
Tan Jun was expressionless and blowing out smoke rings.
“My name is Yang Dao, he was sent by Elder Zhou.”
The boy bowed and said, "It's outside the shop now."
“I know, let him wait for a while.”
Tan Jun continued.
“Yes, Manager Tan.”
The young man responded and hurriedly retreated.
A middle-aged man next to him smiled and said, "Someone is here again. It seems they still don't believe you, Brother Tan. Brother Tan, do you want us to help you solve it this time?"
"Need not."
Tan Jun responded and said, "If people always die in my territory, it will arouse suspicion. Let's observe him for a few days before making any comment. If he recognizes his identity, he will naturally have a way to survive. If he doesn't, there is nothing he can do."
“Easy to say, easy to say!”
The two middle-aged men both smiled.
If anyone is here, they will definitely be able to identify these two people.
It is the famous elder of the Tianlong Gang nearby.
The Tianlong Gang is also a very strong mid-level gang in Bailuo City with a population of hundreds of thousands.
Now that various forces are carving up the Xuanwu Sect, they are naturally not willing to lag behind. They just want to control this iron shop.
The three of them continued to listen to the opera in front of them, and cheered from time to time.
Outside the iron shop.
Yang Fang was quickly rewarded.
“Guanshi Tan isn’t here?”
"Yes, the steward is busy now, why don't you wait a moment."
The boy said.
“That’s it, I’ll go in and wait.”
Yang Fang said.
"this"
The servant hesitated and said, "I'm afraid that's not right. The manager has always had a bad temper. You'd better wait here."
Yang Fang was speechless.
“It’s freezing cold, so it’s inappropriate for me to wait here, isn’t it?”
“Master, I beg you, please wait. If you go in, I will be the one who dies.”
The boy begged.
"May I have your name?"
Yang Fang asked.
“Little Zhang Xiaobao.”
The boy responded.
“Okay, I’ll wait here. You go and move me a chair and make a pot of tea. Is that okay?”
Yang Fang asked.
"Can."
The boy nodded quickly and ran towards the shop.
Soon a chair was set up.
Zhang Xiaobao came over with another cup of hot tea.
But although the tea was hot, it could not stop the harsh cold wind.
Yang Fang sat in the corner, frowning and asked, "What is Manager Tan busy with?"
"this."
Zhang Xiaobao looked hesitant, but said decisively, "I don't know."
"have no idea?"
Yang Fang looked at him deeply.
Could it be that Manager Tan wanted to give him power?
Xuanwu Sect has become such a mess, and the stewards below are still fighting secretly?
For a moment, Yang Fang's thoughts changed.
Time spent.
It was already dusk in the blink of an eye.
Yang Fang's face became colder and colder.
In Heyue Building.
The opera finally came to an end.
Steward Tan walked out of the place with a smile on his face, chatting and laughing with the two Tianlong Gang elders.
“By the way, I almost forgot, you two, I have to go back temporarily, and there seems to be a disciple waiting for me outside the door!”
Guanshi Tan smiled.
“Brother Tan, walk slowly!”
Two middle-aged men smiled.
Steward Tan smiled and nodded, leaving the place and walking towards the door of the shop.
When he saw Yang Fang sitting quietly outside the iron shop, his expression suddenly softened.
It seems that the guy sent this time has a pretty good character.
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