Chapter 286 The Death of Ma Pingfan

   "Boss, do you have sesame paste?" A man in a black hood pushed the door in, and the aroma of sesame oil came over his face.

   "Yes, how much do you want?" The waiter in the shop warmly greeted the customers, and he didn't feel strange about the men's attire.

   "Two bottles, one bottle contains two taels, and the other bottle also contains two taels."

  The waiter in the store thought the guest officer was really interesting. He was just about to play a joke with the guest officer when he felt that someone was patting his shoulder.

  He turned his head and found that it was the shopkeeper who was always smiling.

   "I welcome this guest officer, you go down."

"yes."

  The shopkeeper smiled apologetically at the man in the hood: "The new guy doesn't understand the rules, what else do you want besides two bottles of sesame paste?"

   "Five pieces of red bean curd, one piece of white bean curd, packed together."

  The shopkeeper was taken aback for a moment, thinking he heard it wrong.

   Their store, which sells grain and oil on the surface, is actually a small branch of the assassin organization Death Bell Tower in Xuanji Kingdom.

  The Bell Tower is mysterious. Only monks who have been walking in the dark all year round can know this place and the incision.

   Said that filling two bottles of sesame paste was an incision, which meant that he was here for business, and the waiter was new to the store. He didn't know the meaning, so the shopkeeper asked him to go down, so as not to upset the customers.

  The fermented bean curd corresponds to the level of the assassination target, one piece of red bean curd is for Qi training, two red bean curds are for the foundation building period, and so on, five red bean curds are for Huashen.

  White fermented bean curd is a specific grade, and a piece of white bean curd represents the initial stage.

   This guest officer is going to kill a powerful person who is in the early stage of transformation into a god!

  The shopkeeper has been in this business for decades, and this is the first time he has seen such a large order.

  The shopkeeper received a notice from above that the headquarters of the Bell Tower had been moved to Xianchao, and all his disciples had to go to Xianchao to report. He didn't expect to get a large sum of money before he left.

   "Is there a problem?" Yu Feng asked.

   "As long as you can get the corresponding price, there is no problem." The shopkeeper was even more enthusiastic.

  It doesn’t matter whether what Yu Feng said is true or not, Funeral Bell Tower has always received the full payment before proceeding. Whether it can be completed is another matter, and the money should be paid first.

  The Bell Tower has also done a lot of things that only take money and do nothing.

  Yu Feng took out two storage rings.

   "This is it?" The shopkeeper wanted to know what was in the storage ring.

   "According to your rules, you can only hand over the storage ring to your superiors for their decision. You have no right to know what's inside."

   "I was the one who was abrupt."

  The shopkeeper knew that the person in front of him might be a powerful person, and if he could get the property to kill Huashenqi, he must also be Huashenqi.

   This involves the entanglement of the stage of transforming gods. He is just the last disciple of the Bell Tower, so he dare not take this muddy water.

  …

  After reporting layer by layer, the two storage rings were handed over to a killer in the transformation stage.

  He opens one of the storage rings.

   "Is this...a practice?" The killer at the transformation stage thought it was a spirit stone, but he didn't expect it to be a practice.

   "Is it a skill that can be cultivated to the stage of integration?"

  He flipped through two pages at random, as if he had seen a ghost, his hands shook, and he threw the exercises away.

   This is his practice.

   "This, this is impossible!" He lost control of his emotions, who had always been calm.

  His technique is a secret among secrets, only the host knows, but why would the host have the heart to play such a joke on him!

   He took a few breaths and suddenly remembered that there was another ring.

   "It must be a coincidence. The other ring can never pretend to be my exercise. Yes, it should be just two exercises that have been cultivated to the stage of transformation, and there is no other meaning."

  The cultivator of the transformation period found that he couldn't open another ring.

  He tried several times and found that this ring had special restrictions, and he didn't know how to do it. Opening it rashly would only damage the storage ring.

  The matter of the exercises is like a thorn in his throat. If he doesn't solve it for a moment, he will not be able to live in peace for a moment.

  The killer can only choose to find the landlord.

  The master of the death knell, the cultivation base of the fit period.

   "There is such a thing?" Hearing the subordinate's report, the landlord became interested, and he had never heard of such a thing.

   "Well, there is no restriction, it's easy to open." The storage ring that the killer couldn't open, the landlord opened easily.

   Another storage ring also holds a book of exercises.

  The host flipped through a few pages, his expression changed, and he was full of murderous intent: "You... didn't see what's inside, did you?"

   This is his practice.

  The killer felt like falling into an ice cave, and quickly said that he really couldn't open the ring.

  The poster also thinks that the killer is not so stupid, if he can open it, what else would he do to him.

  In fact, the landlord is more afraid than the killer, and only he knows his skills.

   "This is a threat." The poster thought for a long time and finally came to a conclusion.

  For that mysterious customer, the landlord did not dare to show any ill intentions, only deep fear.

  I know your skills, this business, you have to accept it, or you have to accept it.

   "Let me see the ring in your hand." The poster found the ring that the killer could open, but he couldn't.

  The host found out that the two rings are actually restricted, and only those who practice specific skills can open them.

   In other words, these two rings are for them.

   "What a brilliant way of space."

  The way of space through the ancient world is almost lost, and it is better than the fusion period is not familiar with this way.

   "It seems that this senior is a kind person." The landlord laughed, he has already regarded the mysterious customer as a hidden master, and his status is no less than that of Tianzun.

  Facing a master of this level, what's the use of being nervous and afraid? Can you resist?

   "How do you say that?" The killer didn't know why.

  There was a mocking smile on the corner of the host's mouth: "You might as well guess, if you open this ring and see my exercises, can I let you get out alive?"

  The killer was horrified, and at the same time grateful for the mystery customer.

   "Since it's not convenient for seniors to make a move, then I, Death Bell Tower, will do it for me."

   "Who to kill?" The killer just remembered that he only knew that he wanted to kill Huashen Qi, but he didn't know who to kill, and the mysterious guest didn't say anything.

   "Ma Pingfan."

  On the last page of the landlord's exercises, there are four big characters.

  Shama ordinary.

  …

  Ma Pingfan woke up from meditation and stretched himself. He thought Xuanji Kingdom was a good place.

  A good place to practice Devouring Dafa.

   "If you can use the Devouring Dafa, you must be able to break through to the middle stage of transformation." Ma Pingfan realized that he had reached a bottleneck in his cultivation and needed external help.

   "I don't think you will survive the middle stage of transformation." The gloomy voice sounded in Ma Pingfan's ear.

   "Who?" Ma Pingfan was on guard. If he could hide it from himself, the other party must also be a god-turning stage.

   Ma Pingfan noticed something, turned his head suddenly, and saw an old man with his legs crossed, drinking tea leisurely, and the killer in the stage of transformation was like a servant, serving at the side.

   Ma Pingfan stepped back two steps and leaned against the wall.

  He clenched his fists reluctantly and laughed: "So it's the boss of the master of the death knell, Ma Pingfan is far away, I don't know the master..."

   "Okay, don't come here, I'm not a person who talks about common etiquette." The owner of the death knell waved his hand impatiently, "Hurry up, how do you want to die?"

   "Lord, I don't know if Teacher Xuehe knows about this?" Ma Pingfan directly called the ancestor of Xuehe his teacher in order to get in touch with him in order to survive.

  The owner of the death knell sneered: "I want to kill you, do I still need the consent of the blood river old ghost?"

  Ma Pingfan was scared, the host of the death bell didn't even give the ancestor of Xuehe any face, and the intention to kill was decided.

  He yelled: "You can't do this, Teacher Xuehe won't..."

   "Mother-in-law, since you don't choose a way to die, I'll choose one for you."

  The host of the death knell drank the tea and threw the cup away.

  The teacup turned into thousands of flying knives, boned Ma Pingfan and cut his flesh until he was reduced to a bone.

   "Let's go, I hope senior is satisfied."

  The master of the death knell got up, followed by the killer in the transformation stage.

  After today, he became the landlord's confidant.

  (end of this chapter)