Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 218: 702

Historian Tower.

Inside the stone tower is the residence of the tower owner Shi Gao.

The layout is slightly simple, with a black stone couch in the center and rows of tables and chairs on the left and right.

A burly monk with a round face sat cross-legged on the stone couch, looking down at the magnetic mother sand and Yunhen sand in his hands.

Below, Lu Tong is sitting on a chair.

Not far in front of him, Lao Kaozi’s body was placed on the ground.

Shi Man stood beside the corpse and kept talking:

"Dad, he must be Dou Mong's man!"

"He should have been driven away a long time ago! Someone said that Dou was up to no good. This time, everyone will get the stolen goods. Let's see how he denies it."

"If you catch one, there must be others."

“The tomb of suspicion is almost finished, and I don’t know how much fake sand has been mixed into it. If Yong’er finds out, how will I explain to her!”

"Dad, we can't just let it go."

Lu Tong picked up the tea cup, lowered his head and drank the tea slowly, as if he didn't hear Shi Man's words.

After a while, Shi Man finally stopped.

Shi Gao then said: "Are you done?"

"Dad, what are you waiting for? Call the master of Shanggu Pagoda and the big shopkeeper to ask Dou Ming for an explanation!"

"How do you know it's Dou Yi?"

Shi Man opened his mouth and said bravely: "Who else could it be but him? Anyway, he is the most suspicious. There were rumors from the beginning..."

"Okay!"

Shi Gao raised his hand to interrupt, looked at Lu Tong, and asked: "Lu Qitou, do you know the identity of this person?"

"I don't know."

Lu Tong put down his tea cup and stood up to reply.

"Then why attack him?"

Father and son look like the same mold, but their temperaments are completely different.

Shi Gao's eyes were very deep, like two black springs.

"I didn't want to take action at first. I practiced a demon-transforming spell and went outside early in the morning to familiarize myself with the new tail. When I met this man returning to the tower, I called him to check the sand. It was only when he escaped into the sand that I realized something was wrong."

While speaking, a long golden tail swayed behind him.

Shi Gao took a look and said: "Golden Spinosaurus Lizard?"

"Exactly. I bought the method from an eagle dealer years ago, and after practicing hard till now, I finally succeeded."

"Check the sand early in the morning. You already knew someone was doing something wrong, right?"

"This..."

Lu Tong looked hesitant, looked at each other with Shi Gao, and then at Shi Man.

"But it doesn't matter."

"I have also heard rumors that someone in Doumen Tower covets the Suspicious Tomb. But recently, I have been involved with them. I am worried about being implicated, so I have been very careful."

"What's involved?"

"It is inconvenient for people to travel to the Doumen Tower. Many people live in the Wolf Sacrifice Tower, and I usually take care of them."

Shi Gao knew this and his expression remained unchanged.

This was the first time Shi Man heard about it, and he was a little surprised and a little dissatisfied.

After a moment of silence.

Shi Gao put away the magnetic mother sand and said: "Don't spread this matter to anyone, just go down."

"Yes."

Exit the stone tower.

Lu Tong looked back and let out a breath.

There is indeed a rift between the historian and Dou Yi.

Back then, there was only one golden elixir monk in the Shi family, who was unable to protect Shijiabao. Dou Yi had to be introduced.

Today, there are two great golden elixir monks in the Shi family. With helpers such as Lianquan Chamber of Commerce, Gu Chuandi, and Haijia, Xingshan Fort is as stable as a mountain.

Today is different from the past.

If the historian wanted to drive away Dou Ming, he would swallow Dou Menta.

This opportunity is rare.

……

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

Enough sand has been collected, and the Suspicion Tomb will be completed soon, but Xingshan Fort is still calm.

Inside the mud house.

Lu Tong leaned back in his chair.

Dian Si'er stood aside and said, "Master, has the historian discovered the identity of Lao Baozi?"

"Probably not. Da Hao is still in the fort, and they are not involved."

"Then... the historian is not interested in Doumen Tower?"

"Probably not."

He rubbed his brows and said: "The Shi family is different from us. The big family is not alone. This time, swallowing the Doumen Tower has benefited the family a lot. Maybe in a few years, Xingshan Fort can be changed back to Fort Smith."

The house fell into silence

Lu Tong glanced at the table and saw "two" written on a piece of paper, and asked: "Is the tomb buried in the sand the day after tomorrow?"

"Midnight the day after tomorrow."

"Forget it, get everything you can get first. When the tail is completed, if there is really no other way, go find the sand fox and try."

……

Ying Shao Lou.

Lu Tong entered the building and walked straight to the tea table to sit down.

Mrs. Ying is taking a nap.

Hearing the noise, he opened his eyes, sat up and said, "Come to collect some money?"

"What silver?"

"Drink money, the money was just delivered this morning."

"How much?"

"Almost seven hundred taels, I'll make up a full seven hundred for you."

Mrs. Ying took out a box of silver, placed it on the table, and began to make tea.

He stretched out his hand to weigh an ingot of silver and said, "Where's the pen in Doumenta?"

"It will take a few days. Doumen Tower is not easy to deal with, so there will be some friction."

I made two sums of money this time.

One sum was sold for wine; one sum was used to "reskin" the monks of Doumen Pagoda.

Lu Tong put away the money.

The tea smelled lingering, and the two drank a few cups.

He put down the teacup and said, "There is something I want to ask you to come forward with."

"What?"

"I want a spell."

Golden Tail stretched out from behind, picked up the teapot very flexibly, and poured two cups of tea.

"The Hai family brought a monk who practices the same method as me. But he practices complete spells, while mine is just a fragment."

Mrs. Ying understood instantly and said with a smile: "I don't have that much face."

"Not directly."

Lu Tong put away his tail and said, "You should know the foundation-building monk brought by the Hai family, right?"

"I've heard of it. The one with the tail is called Fang Mo. It's not that simple."

"Yes, very experienced. ~IndoMTL.com~ since the first meeting.

He brought wine to Fang Mo more than a dozen times, just to find a chance to discuss the magic of demon transformation in private.

Fang Mo drank a lot of wine and took advantage of it.

I also said a lot of empty words.

But in fact, nothing was done, and Lu Tong was not even given a chance to speak.

If you show your courtesy for nothing, you will definitely get something.

Fang Mo noticed it and said several times that he would go to the tea shop, but he never came.

Mrs. Ying said: "Fang Mo's spells were also given to him by the Hai family. He didn't have the guts to spread them."

"He didn't give it to me."

Lu Tong looked around.

Mrs. Ying put her hand on the coffee table and poured magic power into a mud frog.

The formation rose, and green bamboos transformed by spiritual energy surrounded the surroundings.

He continued: "The night after tomorrow, the Hai family's tomb was buried in the sand. A total of four monks carried the tomb, and Fang Mo was one of them."

"Yes. If you go down to find quicksand, you must have life-saving means. These four people were specially brought by the Hai family."

"Can you bribe Fang Mo?"

"Do you want to..."

The two looked at each other.

Lu Tong nodded and said: "Let him find an excuse because he cannot enter the sand. I will replace him and take the opportunity to ask the Hai family for the complete method."

Mrs. Ying thought about it for a moment and said seriously: "Even if Fang Mo agrees, he may not come to you, so someone has to recommend him."

"Master Bai?"

"It's okay, Mr. Bai, but don't come forward yet. I'll test Xia Mo's tone."

Lu Tong felt relieved.

Mrs. Ying is the best at this kind of business. Since she thinks she can give it a try, she is at least 50% sure.

"Approximately how much silver will it cost?"

Mrs. Ying thought about it for a moment, smiled and said: "It seems that your money is no longer enough."

He smiled and shook his head, and took out the seven hundred taels he had just pocketed.