Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Anyang was in a state of high concentration. He heard the knock on the door and his hand trembled irresistibly. Although he reacted to correct it in time and the biochip also emitted biological currents to assist in correction, there was still a deviation of less than a millimeter. This little deviation was not allowed by the spell system that supported the operation of this blue-faced ghost.

So, the paper was scrapped.

At this time, a gentle and delicate sound came from outside the door, and I still had no confidence.

"Scholar...scholar, I've eaten noodles."

Anyang suddenly opened the door. Xiaochan, who was only one meter tall, was standing outside timidly. When he saw the door open, he subconsciously took a step back. He looked up and saw his bad eyes. He was startled and stood there blankly and didn't know what to do.

She...had she done something wrong?

The two looked at each other, one was panicked and the other was gloomy.

In the end, Anyang was defeated, sighed helplessly, and closed the door again.

"I'll get down right away!"

He could feel the small figure leaving outside the door, took a deep breath, and couldn't help but remember the old man's eyes looking at him before his death.

Although this old man lived the same life as the poorest people at the bottom of Bingzhou City, he was different from them after all. He was once a businessman and had a wealthy family. He was different from many businessmen who had lost their families. He was sealed up for offending officials and was sealed with a cloth dyeing workshop. No one knew what he had experienced after going through. As a result, he was now lonely and had no idea where his family and children had gone. He seemed to have never thought of trying hard to save money and then go to business, and he was content with poverty.

Now that I think about it, Anyang noticed that there is no such thing in the vague memory implanted by the system, and I have never asked about it after I came to this world.

I think so, just an ordinary old man, what is there to pay attention to?

No matter whether he has strength or his identity before he came to this world, he is not comparable to an ordinary old man. Even if he is rich in the world, he may not be able to see him. Even if the old man is related to him, it is also imposed on him by the system. What does it have to do with him?

Anyang originally thought that when he left, he would leave the old man with enough money for his life to spend his wealth. Even if he missed the accommodation fee these days, he would have lost this friendship.

But the complexity in the last glance proved that the old man was not as ignorant as an ordinary old man. He was ordinary, but not ordinary. He had already discovered Anyang's abnormality after a week of getting along, but he did not make it clear. Maybe he was too old to care, for fear that Anyang would not be good for him, or maybe it was the braised meat bought on the first day that touched him, or maybe it was some other reason.

And in his eyes, what is Anyang?

Based on the background of this world, what would he think?

A ghost who takes over his adopted son's body or a demon who confuses people's minds?

But in the end, he knew that he could not hold on, but chose to entrust a monster to himself. At that moment, he should have trusted himself, right?

People's hearts are the most complicated. Anyang couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it and opened the door and walked downstairs.

On a table, two figures, one big and one small, were sitting opposite each other, with two bowls of steaming noodles on the table. Xiaochan’s eyes dodged and did not dare to look at him. She picked up a noodles with chopsticks and frowned and sent it into her mouth.

Anyang finally couldn't help but knocked the edge of the bowl with chopsticks, which made Xiaochan, who was eating noodles on the other side, jumped in his eyes.

"I finally got into the city, so just eat this?"

Xiaochan immediately put down the chopsticks in grievance, reached out to her waist, took them to the table to loosen her white fingers, revealing a few copper coins in her palm.

"I, I only have so much money."

Anyang raised his eyebrows: "Where did this money come from?"

Xiaochan stammered and couldn't speak anymore.

An Yang sneered and asked again: "After eating this meal, what about the next meal? What should I do if we leave when we pay the house?"

Xiaochan was at a loss when he asked for a while, and after a long time, she said, "It's evening after eating this meal today. Tonight... I will definitely find a way to get the money tonight."

Anyang was speechless: "Why can't you change your habit of stealing? What if someone comes to collect the house immediately, what will you do?"

Xiaochan was scared by his scolding again, and her already white face turned a little white again, saying, "I, I think your family has no money either. I guess you didn't bring any money either. We... we have to use money, and I don't have other skills..."

Anyang was too lazy to talk to her, so he took out a ingot of silver and placed it on the table, asked the waiter to remove the two bowls of noodles and exchange them for some big fish and meat. Then he said, "I know now, I have money."

Xiaochan looked at Yinzi on the table and stopped talking, but she couldn't understand some things even more.

After drinking enough tea and eating, Anyang returned to the room and turned to the blue-faced ghost on the table, and couldn't help but sigh.

It took a few hours to waste. It seems that I was not used to the first time I portrayed a spell. No, it was the first time I even drew something for so long. Even if I had good control over my body, no matter how cheating the biochip was, it would be too embarrassing to me to get in touch with such a complex spell system at once and to ensure success in one go.

Not to mention anything else, just the closer you are to complete, the more nervous you are, and the more focused you are, this is not something you should have. No matter what you do, you will treat it normally. I think if I am not so nervous, with my current mentality, a knock on the door will not shake my heart, right?

This is a lesson and experience.

He put away the yellow paper, danced a few times in the air, and a flame emerged out of thin air and burned it to ashes with a sound of fire.

Just as he laid a piece of yellow paper again, he picked up his pen and wanted to draw, he suddenly remembered a knock on the door outside the room. He had to open the door helplessly and looked down at the figure that was not as high as his waist.

"What's up?"

Xiaochan raised her head and blinked: "You, don't you need to wash your clothes after changing them? Come and wash it for me?"

Anyang pointed back casually: "Where are there, go get it yourself!"

Xiaochan walked around him carefully and walked into the room, picked up her clothes, and glanced at her inadvertently when passing by the table. Her eyes shrank and she immediately jumped up in fear. Not only did the scholar's robe fall to the ground, but the cinnabar next to her was also knocked over. When she reacted, she quickly picked up the scholar's robe and looked at the cinnabar that had been knocked down on the ground, and she was so anxious that she was almost crying.

"I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it, it's okay, the clothes are not dirty."

"I'll clean it up right away, clean it up right away."

Soon, Anyang looked at Xiaochan, who was cleaning up with a broom as tall as her, and felt helpless.

From the bottom of his heart, he was unwilling to take on this burden, but it was not right not to take on her. This monster is so small and so simple, and it has been useless to practice for so many years. How can you survive alone outside?

But it’s so troublesome to bring her with her. She said she was a close-fitting maid, but she wasn’t close-fitting. Not to mention being close-fitting, she couldn’t be close to her. She was a carry-on maid. Although she was diligent, sometimes she was twitching and what she did was so hard to understand. She said she was a pet, but she wasn’t so troublesome to pets, and she turned into a human form. No one could have a human form!

Fortunately, I bought enough cinnabar. After Xiaochan cleaned the ground, he re-stacked a piece of paper and took out a box of cinnabar to adjust ink, preparing to continue trying the green-faced ghost. But at this moment, a noise came from outside, and Xiaochan hurriedly ran in.

It seems that this blue-faced ghost cannot be drawn!

"Scholars...scholars, it's not good. The official sent us to arrest us."

Anyang frowned and said, "What are you anxious about? How do you know that you are here to catch us?"

"I, we fox demons, all have the ability to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune. I feel the danger. They should be coming to us."

Anyang nodded, without any doubt, but he was not anxious. He waved his hand to put away all the yellow paper, cinnabar, inkstone pen, ancient books, etc. on the table, and then went to Xiaochan's room to put away her things. Then he walked downstairs without panic, and while walking, he sighed at the efficiency of the world's government.

You should know that this place is thousands of miles away from Bingzhou City, and his wanted information can be transmitted here in this era of information blocked.

And you can find him!

It's simply amazing.

When Anyang walked downstairs, a captain was asking the waiter that at least a dozen sword-bearing officials stood outside, all of whom were brave and very different from Bingzhou City. It seemed that Fengyuan City was located at the junction of the bandits. The people were fierce and the officials were fierce. They were not as fierce as the officials. But judging from this number of people, he felt that only information about being wanted criminals came from Bingzhou City, but his murder process was not reported.

"You said, is the man in the two hotels wearing a light green scholar's robe, over eight feet tall, and he looks like this. The girl he is carrying is about five feet tall, and is dressed in luxurious clothes, and looks like this?"

"It seems...it's true, but the guest officer quickly changed his clothes and changed into a robe."

"Hmph, that's it. If you're so anxious to change your clothes, there must be a ghost."

When Anyang walked to the lobby, a long spear appeared in his hand. At the same time, he pinched the magic seal with his hands. With a wave, a golden light blocked him. He turned around and said to Xiaochan, "You hide behind me, do you know, don't suddenly come over and kill you."

Xiaochan nodded in fear.

The appearance of Anyang also attracted the attention of everyone in the lobby. After all, it was a fierce attitude that was enough to come down from the building with a silver spear.

The headmaster picked up a portrait in his hand, stopped his eyes on the spear in his hand, nodded, saw the golden light in front of him, was stunned for a moment, and waved to the back:

"It's you, you dare to show off your weapons first. Do you think you can be lawless if you know how to use magic? I don't know how many demons and Taoist priests I have caught in these years. Brothers, come on me! Be careful not to kill them. If you die, you will have to pay two less for wine!"

Anyang walked past, shot the long sword in a Guancha's hand with one shot, then shook his hand and pierced his chest with another shot.

With a puff, blood shot out, which made Xiaochan behind her shocked and splashed the table beside her.

The inn guests screamed and immediately ran out the door. They had seen many officials handling cases, but this was the first time they had seen such a sudden killing.

The waiter wanted to stop him. The shopkeeper couldn't bear to see the inn's stuff being smashed, and he didn't want to see someone dying in the inn. But after looking at the current situation, he opened his mouth but didn't say a word. Finally, he gritted his teeth and hid under the counter and hid.

The headmaster had already woken up from his brief moment of daze, then grabbed the knife and rushed over, but before he could get close, he saw a silver light flashing in front of him, and a cold feeling came from his neck, and blood stained the scene in front of him.

A detective took a step back, turned his eyes and shouted: "Catch that girl beside him!"

An Yang shook his head and said nothing, and he shot another official. Their behavior of catching Xiaochan was undoubtedly very stupid. Not to mention whether Xiaochan had enough weight to threaten him, just because of this group of official officials who are ordinary people, even without the protection of the golden light, they would not be within two meters of a radius of him.

When he walked to the gate of the inn with a spear, there were no standing people on the ground, and the ground was covered with corpses and lying constables. Some were killed directly, while others were knocked unconscious. In short, no one could run out.

Anyang glanced at Xiaochan, who was already pale behind him, stepped to the carriage parking area to pick up the carriage, let Xiaochan get on the carriage, and drove the carriage toward the city gate.

drive!

The whip blew on the wood behind the horse and occasionally hit the horse. The horse was so shocked that the bad horse ran wildly, but it was still stopped at the city gate. Looking at the team of city guards ready to go and the closed city gate, Anyang had no choice but to get off the car helplessly.

This is also the reason why he started killing in the inn, but unexpectedly, he was reported to him.

It seems that if we want to break through the siege, we can only imitate our predecessors.

Kill one person in ten steps!

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