Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 172: Wind Knife
There are ninety-seven restaurants in total.
Start running at nightfall.
By the time I was done, midnight had already passed.
Early morning.
On the way home, there was no one on the road.
Lu Tong was thinking in his mind.
After deducting Jing Xin, Zhen Jia, and Yan Ziqiu, there are more than thirty-five thousand taels left.
The restaurants are about the same as Zhentang expected.
About 25,000 taels should have been deducted.
However.
After a lot of hard work and hard work.
For those with a tough attitude and strong backing, take a step back;
For those who are soft-tempered and have no backing, go further.
In the end, more than nineteen thousand taels were paid in total.
A busy job.
I earned just over sixteen thousand taels.
If you have money in your pocket, don’t panic.
This time, I can practice peacefully for some days.
He was delighted.
My steps are also much lighter.
At the doorstep.
Lu Tong was about to open the door when a black shadow in the corner suddenly moved.
"Who!"
He was startled.
As the magic power circulated, a ball of flame burst out, covering half of his body.
"Me! Don't, don't do it! Cai Dayou!"
Lu Tong restrained his flames and said, "Why are you hiding at the door in the middle of the night?"
"Hey, you don't know what my brother is thinking?"
Here comes the money.
Except money.
Only women are worthy of Cai Dayou's concern.
He shook his head and said: "Go in and chat."
"No, I have plans tonight, I'm just short of money."
Lu Tong took out a cloth bag and threw it over, saying: "Take your time and light some flowers."
"Don't worry!"
Cai Dayou happily took the silver, and the next moment he screamed: "So little! Why is it only five hundred taels!"
"Five hundred taels is not enough? Do you know how many people are freeloaders?"
It was pitch black.
There was silence.
Although not visible.
Lu Tong also guessed that Cai Dayou's face must be ugly.
He opened the door.
A flash of light shone from the crack of the door.
As expected, Cai Dayou's square face turned into a long face with pig liver.
Lu Tong took out a booklet and threw it over.
"This is a booklet for registering congratulations on silver. We entertained more than two thousand people, and more than 60% were freeloaders! The rest were either a few copper coins, or dozens, and less than 10% were worth more than one coin!"
Fat Duck House, a restaurant in the west of the city.
There are several large groups of laborers living nearby.
Those people can't even afford a house and live in haphazardly built shacks.
Eating the most vigorously.
Out the least.
The only restaurant that lost money this time.
Cai Dayou's face became slightly more relaxed.
“There are ninety-seven in total, so they can’t all be like this, right?”
"Of course not. But in order to collect cash, we hired two hundred boys. Do these people need money? Do the restaurants need money to buy vegetables and pigs?"
He snatched the booklet and said: "I just went to pay money for a restaurant, a restaurant has three to four hundred taels! If I hadn't ruined my reputation, we wouldn't have any share at all!"
"You...how much do you have left?"
"More than you. I traveled back and forth for two days, and it's just over a thousand taels."
"Ah? I'm not idle either! That day the city lord asked, if it weren't for me..."
"Okay!"
Lu Tong waved his hand and said: "Five hundred taels is not enough? How much silver do you usually get for a year's salary? This amount of money is enough for you to live in Wanyu Cave for a year."
"But... no matter what you say, it can't be so different! You've already beaten me twice, so give me a little more balance!"
"How much?"
"Let's split it equally!"
"No."
Lu Tong stepped into the door and prepared to close the door.
Cai Dayou immediately stretched out his arm to block it and said: "If it's not an equal split, if it's not an equal split, give me another two hundred taels!"
"I have 800 taels, you have 700 taels? In the past two days, my legs are almost broken!"
"Then, fifty years younger! Your cultivation is profound, and you will recover after a short sleep."
The two lingered for a long time.
Lu Tong took out another one hundred and thirty taels, threw it out and said, "Next time something good happens to you, you won't be part of it!"
Cai Dayou ignored it.
Holding six hundred and thirty taels of silver, he stared at it for a long time.
Turn around and stalk away.
Lu Tong closed the door.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Six hundred and thirty taels are missing.
Left,
More than fifteen thousand taels.
……
It was very quiet inside the courtyard.
On the left side of the yard.
A ball of cobwebs wrapped around the side room, and Boss Dian was waiting to live inside.
On the right side of the yard.
In another side room, Erhu and Sanniu are in retreat.
The front is the tower.
Dahan dug a deep hole behind the tower and couldn't get out all day long.
The tower, the first and second floors are all lit with lights.
Two lanterns at the door.
Dian Si'er stood under the lamp.
Like a woman who is pregnant with a child, waiting for the father to come back.
"Master, the water is ready."
"Where is the immortal?"
"Up above, take a rest."
He looked up.
The third floor of the tower was completely dark.
Step into the building in one step.
"Boom!"
A voice came from behind.
He looked back.
I saw a burly figure with a red face, mandrill arms and tiger claws, standing in the martial arts field.
Looked up again.
Jing Xin was wearing a white shirt and stood at the railing.
Lu Tong understood immediately and said, "You should rest first."
Turn around and take a step forward.
A blazing flame ignited.
After a few steps, flames rolled from the bottom of the tiger's claws to the top of his head.
It jumped eight feet high and turned into a fierce tiger.
The flame tiger has a huge head and thick fangs in its mouth.
The front legs are lifted up and down, as if climbing a tree.
The hind legs step out step by step, ready to jump at any time.
Behind him, there was a tail of fire, appearing and disappearing.
The tiger sets fire to the mountain, and the tiger roars across the mountains.
Lu Tong walked into the martial arts training ground.
In reality, there is also a layer of flames.
The blazing flames transformed into a ten-foot-tall tiger, but it had no ears, few teeth, and no tail, and had no aura of tiger power at all.
"Hoo!"
One big and one small, two fire tigers collide.
With one blow.
Large flames spread out on False's body, revealing half of his body.
Lu Tong immediately stretched out his arms.
On the arms, there are long hairs like forests, and wind blades emerge from the hairs.
The finger claws are curved, shaped like eagle claws.
Eight sharp wind blades as thin as cicada wings condensed between the fingers.
Arms waved down.
Two gusts of wind blew out.
The wind has countless blades, eight of which are particularly sharp.
The wind blade tore through the flames.
Eight hits were false, leaving eight scars.
Five-color mandrill.
While hunting in the mountains, the clouds swept across and the claws turned into the wind.
Seniors of the Yiyi Sect observed the five-color mandrill hunting, creating cirrus clouds and tearing winds.
Ji Xiang ignored the injury and pounced on Lu Tong.
A mass killing.
Flame and wind blades flew in all directions.
After a while.
The false appearance raised the tiger's claws, swung the claws like a spear, and stabbed the claws into the flames with one strike.
The eight-foot fire tiger collapsed.
Two fire dragons emerged from under Lu Tong's feet. He stepped back two feet and rubbed his chest with some fear.
False, a bit tricky.
After taking the Evil Tiger Pill, although the killing method was rough, the physical body was far more powerful than it is now.
"Lu Tong, show your true skills. Haven't you learned the Yunjian Fengdao yet?"
The false appearance turned over his hand and took out an iron rod.
Lu Tong took a long breath.
The flames converge.
The arms were raised, and the wind was blowing.
The billowing wind blades gathered above the head ~IndoMTL.com~ and turned into a giant sword half a foot long.
The knife has no handle.
Like thin ice.
Shaped like an angry eyebrow, the blade is straight and the tail is wildly twitching.
He raised his right arm and buried his palm into the blade, as if holding the handle.
Drop your arms and swing your sword.
The giant sword flashed past and struck down on the fake head.
The false appearance raises a stick to resist.
The knife and stick have not yet collided.
Lu Tong retracted his arm in an instant, leaving a shadow of a knife, but he still held a giant knife in his hand.
He swung his sword again and slashed across.
The wind knife is the wind.
Two winds in the knife can make two cuts.
Two giant knives that are one and a half feet long:
One knife to the head, one to the waist.
"Poof!"
When the first knife fell, the long stick was split into two, and then the illusion was cut into two halves.
The second knife flashed past, and the illusion was cut into two parts: upper and lower.
"Pah, pah, pah."
Jing Xin clapped his palms three times.
From the top of the tower, descend step by step and enter the martial arts training ground.
"Sure enough, he has some talent. In less than two years, he was able to slash out two swords. Can he also use Yunjian?"
Lu Tong nodded and raised his left arm.
The left hand is in the air.
The clouds and mist gathered in the palm of my hand, condensing into a three-inch long snow-white dagger.
"Come on, try again."
Jing Xin exerts his magic power.
Calling out falsehood again.
It's exactly the same as before, except this time the surface is shiny and the breath is extremely rich.
Lu Tong smiled bitterly and said: "Immortal, I am no match."
The three realms of the golden elixir are skin, flesh and bones.
This time the illusion is covered with a layer of gold.
The foundation-building realm cannot be broken.
"Don't worry, it won't take action."
He breathed a sigh of relief and pushed out his palm.
Yunjian flashed past.
Hit the false image in the heart, and in the next moment, it collapsed into a handful of white mist.
The false appearance remains unscathed.