Journey To the West From The Qin Dynasty

After throwing the person out, Li Jue returned to the water tank to take a bath. The spiritual water was so refreshing, and his strength increased rapidly.

Li Jue murmured to herself.

"There are three werewolves in Mount Li, I'm afraid there are more than that. Isn't that the place where Qin Shihuang will be buried in the future? Why is it so weird?"

"Jiang's sisters are not surprised to see the werewolf, and an old tavern owner in the district of Jiang's district has a super-quality cultivation base. What is her identity?"

"The effect of the spirit water is really good. Just this bucket of water is worth five doses of golden decoction medicine. If you go back later, you can save a lot of money by calling more."

The sky was getting brighter, and he stopped thinking about it.

When he woke up in the morning, Li Jue simply played a few sets of boxing techniques and found that his strength was much stronger than yesterday, and he had nearly three hundred years of skill!

After laughing three times, he went to Dian Mao.

This time, Dianmao really can kill people.

But the culprit was an ordinary person, a storyteller. He said that Ying Zheng was unpopular because of the rampant assassination, and was arrested.

On the execution stand.

The storyteller is still chattering, insulting Qin Wudao.

The Execution Officer ordered to cut his tongue, and then ordered Li Jue to be executed immediately.

Li Jue was also unequivocal, the knife fell from the hand, and the head fell to the ground.

After beheading the storyteller, his life emerges.

The storyteller is the novelist Cheng Wu, who has been gifted since childhood.

At the age of three, he was able to write books, at the age of six he had his first work, and at the age of twelve, he had already written a book.

By the age of fifteen, he was no longer satisfied with writing books, but devoted himself to storytelling. And after he was sixteen years old, he began to travel around the world, telling stories in various places. At the age of twenty-seven, he was able to spit lotus flowers, and with his three-inch tongue, he was able to make prostitutes good and good girls to be prostitutes.

But he was not satisfied, so he began to study the way of nature and the sounds of various natural creatures in the world. At first it was cicadas chirping outside the window, then sparrows, and then crows. He imitated the sounds of all kinds of animals.

He can even imitate fires, floods, walking, and various pictographic sounds. At the age of thirty-seven, he has mastered ventriloquism.

Incorporated into storytelling, it is lifelike and often makes people stunned. And some people say that in another ten years, Cheng Wu will definitely become a novelist giant.

It was during this time that Cheng Wu felt that Daqin was fighting to destroy the country and destroy people, so he began to use his vivid storytelling skills to talk about Daqin's bad things everywhere.

He also wrote Ying Zheng and others into a book and spread the word. After being wanted by Daqin for three years, he was finally caught and died at the hands of Li Jue.

After Li Jue beheaded the storyteller, he acquired Cheng Wu's ventriloquism of spitting out lotus flowers, allowing him to speak well.

There is also a very important ability, that is, the imitation of voice in ventriloquism.

That ventriloquist allows him to imitate all kinds of voices, making the fakes look real.

After coming down from the execution stand, Li Jue went to the old street pharmacy again. He planned to prepare some medicine for golden sore and sell it on the black market in exchange for some silver money.

Although he got some gold last night, the medicinal materials needed for cultivation are too expensive.

He must find a way to make some money.

As for the money earned from Zhu Xia Shui and Roujiamo stalls, he was barely able to eat enough, so he had to find another way for his cultivation.

When he came to the old street pharmacy, Li Jue saw that his friend Jiuliang was sleeping on his stomach. Third Master Luo was not here.

His eyes lit up and he planned to play tricks on Jiuliang.

He was standing at the door, covering his mouth with his hands, and imitating the voice of Third Master Luo with that great ventriloquist.

"Ahem, Jiuliang, you're being lazy again, let's see if I won't kill you."

Jiuliang was having a sweet dream, but when he heard the voice of the third master Luo, he was so frightened that he almost wet his pants, and he jumped up.

Panting left and right in panic, "Master, no, no, I'm not being lazy... Hey, where's the master?"

Jiuliang was astonished and didn't see Third Master Luo.

And he scratched his head and muttered: "Strange, didn't the third master go out for consultation today, and it was I who had auditory hallucinations?"

Then when he saw Li Jue, he smiled and said, "Sir, have you seen the boss?"

Li Jue laughed, covered her mouth again, and called out Jiuliang's name following the voice of the third master Luo.

The bluffing Jiuliang's eyes were dull and shocked.

I almost knelt down and kowtowed to my teacher, but Li Jue wouldn't teach it.

Jiuliang pestered him and said, "Sir, teach me, it's amazing, teach me."

Li Jue smiled and said, "This is talent, you won't."

Jiuliang was shied away. Although he was disappointed, it was not easy to entangle him, so he said, "Sir, are you here today to get medicine?"

Li Jue nodded, threw a list over and asked him to get the medicine.

Of course, the list is not a comprehensive medicine for golden sore, and it even contains the medicinal materials needed for the medicine for Mongolian sweat.

The amount of medicinal materials Li Jue grabbed this time was relatively large. Although Jiuliang didn't want to accept the money, he did not dare to accept it.

Luckily, Li Jue did not take credit, but paid directly.

After getting the medicinal materials, a tall man appeared, it was Zhou Da, he was no longer as weak as before.

Jiuliang also greeted him and said, "Mr. Zhou, your lung disease has already healed, why are you still here?"

The big man Zhou said, "I just saw my benefactor here from a distance, and wanted to say hello, why did he disappear?"

Jiuliang smiled and said, "Your benefactor has left."

Li Jue did not leave the old street in a hurry, but instead came to the blacksmith shop.

The blacksmith and Li Jue were already very familiar with each other, and said with a smile, "Xiao Qi, what are you going to do today?"

Li Jue smiled and said, "Give me some flying knives."

The blacksmith asked in astonishment, "Can you use it?"

Li Jue said with a smile: "Just throw it out, I'll practice getting my head right. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

In fact, he was planning to use a flying knife to cover up his identity. If anyone found out his identity for buying precious medicinal materials, he would use a flying knife to kill or cover up his identity.

The flying knife is so powerful, how can I never think of him as an executioner.

The blacksmith said: "Okay, what style do you want?"

Li Jue said: "A common style will do."

The blacksmith said, "It's an old rule, you fire and strike the iron, and I'll help you forge Kaifeng."

The two cooperate.

Li Jue came to the stove to start the fire, using ventriloquism to imitate the sound of the fire burning.

In fact, the blacksmith has been very puzzled recently, why Li Jue's ignition can burn so well, so he secretly took a look.

However, he found that there was no extra thing added at all, and he didn't use his energy or anything.

However.

The fire of the stove is still so abundant, and the sound of the fire horn is awe-inspiring.

The blacksmith was startled, and then he had to shake his head.

Li Jue must have a way, but he doesn't know it.

Li Jue actually knew that the blacksmith was peeking, so he used ventriloquism to cover it up. When the blacksmith stopped watching, he used his true energy to intensify the fire.

That's how to cover up the past.

The flying knife was ready, Li Jue found a place where no one was there, and pinched the handle of the knife into another shape with his bare hands.

In this way, if someone finds the flying knife, even if it is found by the blacksmith, it cannot prove that the flying knife is his.

After all this was done, Li Jue disguised herself and went to the black market again to purchase precious medicinal materials.

Tonight, he plans to configure the golden soup medicinal bath, and strive to improve his strength.

It was only after returning to Room 7 that the things were put down and someone knocked on the door.

He kicked the piles of things under the bed to open the door.

​​