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The afternoon sun shines on the courtyard, making it warm and comfortable.

Su Yi was sitting in a bamboo chair, tying a bunch of green wicker.

The grounds have been thoroughly swept and are spacious and clean.

Hu Quan also carefully added bedding, bedding, washing and other items, and repaired the vegetable bed and rattan trellis.

Wu Guangbin and other three doctors have returned to Xinghuang Medical Center for consultation.

On the contrary, Su Yi, the shopkeeper, became more relaxed.

"Brother Su, what is the purpose of this rooster?"

Not far away, Huang Qianjun was teasing a newly bought rooster boredly.

This bird is extremely ferocious, with sharp claws and a sharp beak, it walks like the wind, and its cry is loud and clear.

Huang Qianjun brought more than a dozen servants together and almost dug the market in the city three feet, only to find such a majestic big rooster.

"Kill and let the blood out."

Su Yi ordered casually.

After today's events, he suddenly discovered that it would be nice to have a handyman by his side to do things, which can save a lot of time and energy.

"okay."

Huang Ganjun took out a short knife from his waist and started to work.

Not long after, a bowl of bright red chicken blood was brought to Su Yi's side.

"Okay, there's nothing else to do, you can go home."

Su Yi picked up a bundle of willow sticks and dipped the willow shoots into the chicken blood bowl little by little. The green leaves mixed with the scarlet blood were particularly eye-catching.

Huang Ganjun hesitated and said: "Brother Su, in my opinion, all those who worked for Wen Changqing in the Xinghuang Medical Center have been driven away by you. If Wen Changqing knows, he will definitely not let it go. Do you want me to ask my father to warn him?" Wen Changqing?"

Su Yi glanced at him and said, "If you are interested, go and find out for me who is the best at forging weapons in Guangling City."

Huang Qianjun cheered up, and said: "Brother Su, this matter is very easy to handle. My Huang family monopolizes the weapon refining business in the city. There are more than [-] people who are just refining masters! What kind of weapon do you want to refine?" Just say, I promise to let the best refiner work for you!"

It was only then that Su Yi realized that among the three major clans in Guangling City, the Wen family monopolized the medicinal herb business, the Li family monopolized the grain business, and the Huang family monopolized the refining business.

"I plan to forge a sword." Su Yi said.

Huang Qianjun smiled immediately and said, "Forging swords? Then go to Wang Tianyang. Wang Lao's way of making swords is a unique skill in Guangling City. Many people from other places come here just to get a good sword from Wang Lao." .”

Su Yi nodded and said, "You come here tomorrow morning and take me to meet him."

Huang Ganjun readily agreed and said, "Brother Su, is there anything else?"

In serving Su Yi, he was extremely enthusiastic.

"Go home now."

Su Yi waved his hand.

"Brother Su, then I'll come back tomorrow."

Only then did Huang Qianjun salute and leave.

He is very witty, if he keeps sticking to Su Yi's side, he will also annoy him.

Just like when he used to visit brothels, the most annoying thing was the followers his father sent to him

After soaking the bundled wicker in the rooster's blood, Su Yi picked up a knife and chopped on a three-foot green peach tree.

As the fine sawdust peeled off, a mahogany sword was soon formed.

Then, Su Yi got up from the bamboo chair, held the mahogany sword in front of his eyes for a while, and then nodded in satisfaction.

"Just wait for tonight."

Su Yi waved the mahogany sword casually, and glanced at the green wicker soaked in the rooster's blood.

Immediately, his gaze shifted and landed on the old locust tree not far from the courtyard.

The locust tree, the ghost in the tree!

This tree is yin, and it is most likely to attract ghosts and evil spirits to parasitize on it.

As for the layout of this courtyard, it is bad on the side of the locust tree. There is a well dug, and the evil spirit from the ground rises up, which will only turn this courtyard into a "haunted house" in the eyes of ordinary people.

"This well has obviously been blocked by someone, so it seems that someone has already noticed that there is a problem in this well."

"However, no one told me this"

Su Yi thought about it.

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Wen Changqing's residence.

"Father, I just got the news that that bastard Su Yi just took over the business of Xinghuang Medical Center on the first day, and he kicked out all the servants of our family. Isn't that a slap in the face of our family?"

Wen Jieyuan said angrily.

He is the son of Wen Changqing, he is nineteen years old, he is full of vigor, and has a perfect cultivation level of "meat refining" in the blood-moving state. In half a year, he will go to Qinghe Sword Mansion to practice.

"I didn't expect this trash to be so ruthless."

Wen Changqing frowned and said, "Where is he now?"

Wen Jieyuan said: "It is said that he settled in the haunted house behind the Xinghuang Medical Hall."

"Ok?"

Wen Changqing's eyes turned strange, and his frown relaxed, and he said, "If that's the case, we don't need to do it at all, and the trash won't survive tonight!"

"Why?" Wen Jieyuan was taken aback.

Wen Changqing recalled: "Nine years ago, a tragedy happened in that haunted house. A doctor and two pharmacists who lived there all died strangely overnight."

"This incident caused a lot of uproar in the city, and seriously affected the business of our Xinghuang Medical Center."

"I spent a lot of money and asked someone to invite a famous wandering Taoist priest."

"This person's name is Wu Ruoqiu. When he entered the haunted house, he said that there was a vicious ghost attached to the well next to the old locust tree!"

"According to Taoist Wu, no one can defeat that ghost unless he has a master-level cultivation!"

Hearing this, Wen Jieyuan was startled and said, "What happened next?"

Wen Changqing said: "Taoist Wu asked me to forge a batch of chains, and sealed the well with a strange secret technique, saying that as long as no living person lives in that courtyard, that ghost will not appear again."

When Wen Jieyuan heard this, he suddenly understood, "So, as long as Su Yi lives in that haunted house tonight, he will definitely die?"

Wen Changqing laughed, "It should be so. In this year, I have never understood why the old lady insisted on Ling Zhao marrying this Su Yi. But no matter what, if Su Yi dies like this, it will be very important to our Wen family. That said, it’s a good thing.”

Wen Jieyuan nodded again and again, and said, "That's right, cousin Lingzhao is about to become a 'disciple of the grandmaster', such a status, can Su Yi, that trash, match? As long as he dies, it will be a good thing for cousin Lingzhao .”

Wen Changqing's expression suddenly became serious, and he said: "This matter must not be disclosed to other people, otherwise we will let others know, we know that there is a problem with the haunted house, and if we don't remind Su Yi, we will inevitably suffer some trouble."

Wen Jieyuan smiled and agreed, "I understand, this is calling him to commit suicide. Do you really think Xinghuang Medical Center is so easy to get? Speaking of which, it should be his mother-in-law, Qin Qing, who killed Su Yi."

Wen Changqing scolded: "Don't be presumptuous, that is your third aunt and Lingzhao's mother, remember to show some respect in the future!"

Wen Jieyuan nodded disapprovingly.

Night fell gradually.

After a busy day, Xinghuang Medical Center is closed.

In the courtyard, Su Yi was sitting alone in the room, breathing and meditating, with Qi and blood circulating all over his body, constantly kneading the fascia of his whole body.

This is the breathing method of the third level of "strengthening" in the blood-moving realm.

The so-called tendon training is to use qi and blood to temper the fascia of the whole body, making it as tough as a bowstring and soft as cotton wool, so that the body becomes as flexible as a civet cat.

The so-called rises like an arrow, falls like the wind, moves like a civet cat, and can do movements that are difficult for ordinary people to do.

The core of all this lies in "refinement".

After the fascia is exercised, the strength of the whole body will also increase a lot.

In terms of cultivation in the blood-moving realm, it has been recognized since ancient times that "refining skin and flesh is easy, but refining muscles and bones is difficult".

After a long time, Su Yi got up from his meditation and drank the prepared cup of ginseng tea in one gulp. Feeling the warm and boiling power of his whole body, he couldn't help looking forward to tonight's action.

Since his reincarnation, he has never really fought in a real sense.

Who ever thought that the first opponent might be a ghost?

Next, Su Yi picked up the bundled wicker and mahogany sword, walked out of the room, moved a bamboo chair, and sat casually in front of the stone steps.

The bundle of wicker has been soaked in the blood of the rooster for several hours, and the green willow leaves and branches have faintly glowed with blood, holding it in the hand like a soft whip.

The mahogany sword was leaned against the side of the bamboo chair by Su Yi.

When he really needs to draw a sword, it means that he needs to make a real move.

"In other blood-moving realms, even if we encounter ordinary ghosts, I'm afraid they won't be opponents. However, I had a fight with Ximing Ghost Emperor in my previous life. He was willing to accept the bet and obediently gave me a ten-direction Shura Sutra. , it is said to be the Supreme Dao Sutra in the eyes of ghost cultivators."

Sitting there, Su Yi couldn't help thinking.

The night wind was blowing, and the sky was getting darker and darker.

It was almost early morning, and the lights on the streets of Guangling City had been extinguished one after another, and the darkness was like a tide, flooding the ground.

The whole city seems to have calmed down from the bustle and fell into sleep, only the occasional barking of dogs can be heard from afar.

Dark clouds are thick in the sky tonight, obscuring the stars.

In the courtyard where Su Yi was, there was only a candle in the room flickering, through the window paper, it looked dim and gloomy.

Holding wicker in his hand, he sat quietly in the darkness of the night, calm and peaceful.

Only in that pair of eyes, there is a little bit of anticipation pervading.

Suddenly, on the old locust tree in the courtyard, the branches swayed and the leaves rustled, like whispers of distant and near in the night.

On one side of the ancient well, the rusty and mottled chains on the manhole cover are like swarms of awakened snakes, rubbing against each other and wriggling, making a sound like the neighing of night owls, which makes people's teeth sore.

The air suddenly became cold, like a cold winter current invading, piercing the bone marrow.

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On the ground, just as the locust tree leaves fell, they were swept up by a gust of wind and flew up in the ink-like night, like countless shadows dancing wildly.

Su Yi's blue robe was rattling by the wind.

His pupils also narrowed slightly.

When a gust of wind blew the fallen leaves, he finally moved.

The right arm is raised, and the wrist flicks.

A bundle of soft wicker sticks with a blood-red luster suddenly straightened, whipping down in the void.

Snapped!

Crisp like thunder, it exploded in the night.

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