"Redeem yourself, redeem what? I came voluntarily, there is no deed of sale here, and our identity token is not withheld, little brother, you misunderstood. Xiao Wu explained to Ding Yi.

It's all misled by the magic disk, and the situation in reality is completely different from the story of the magic disk. Ding Yi was a little annoyed, and after a long time, he made an oolong incident.

Ding Yi pondered for a while and said, "Little Dance Girl, why don't you find a decent job, such as working as a waiter in a restaurant, or working as a salesperson in a store or something." ”

He still can't figure it out, Xiao Wu will be willing to fall into this kind of place, and make a living by selling **. Xiao Wu looks pretty well, has hands and feet, what to do, isn't it better than doing this?

"My mother's health is not good, my father's monthly income is not enough for my mother's medicine, I still have younger siblings to support, and our family still has a lot of debts to repay...... Xiao Wu bit her lip and explained to Ding Yi.

Ding Yi's fingers flicked lightly on the table. After a while, he asked again: "Little Dance girl, as far as I know, not every cultivator is rich, the wine you invite me to drink, if I guess correctly, it is at least worth more than twenty gold yuan......

Sister Pan Pan was still in the room, she saw Ding Yi's eyes looking at her, and hurriedly said: "Little boy, this wine is our embroidery spring workshop to invite the little boy, don't ...... money"

Ding Yi shook his head and continued: "I heard that there are some cultivators who like to prostitute in vain, aren't you increasing your debts by doing this? I don't believe in the so-called love at first sight, to be honest, with my respect, you will definitely not look down on me, say, why do you want me to stay overnight?"

Xiao Wu's face was a little pale, and she didn't dare to look directly at Ding Yi's gaze.

She knelt down.

"I want to change my fate, I don't want to face guests I don't like, I don't want to do dirty jobs all the time...... I want to change my life, I already owe Sister Panpan a lot of money, and I don't care about adding more, I want a child, a child of a cultivator, who can completely change my destiny......" Xiao Wu lowered her head and whispered.

Ding Yi nodded.

"The children of the cultivators are not necessarily cultivators, you can see the descendants of those families, and if the spring breeze is once, you can conceive a child, then all the green buildings will still be open?"

"I invited the mother to send the child, I prepared a quasi-birth spell, and I also bought a secret medicine......" Xiao Wu was a little excited.

Ding Yi sighed, and said with a straight face: "Little Dance Girl, you can prepare these, are those people from the family not qualified to do it? These are all deceptions, if these methods work, then what else do you want the Imperial Research Institute to do? For hundreds of years, the Empire has been studying this, and it has not succeeded until now." Little Dance Girl, don't believe these lies, it's all a lie. ”

"Anyway, you and I are destined, since I have made a move, I will definitely help to the end. Ding Yi's right hand was raised, and inside the storage bracelet, Jin Yuan rain began to fall outward.

The 'jingling' gold yuan, hitting each other, made a moving sound, and in a short time it filled the entire desktop.

"This is 10,000 gold dollars, I think this is enough to pay off, all your debts, be a full-time business student in the future, you are still young, and you are still so beautiful." ”

Xiao Wu and Sister Pan Pan were stunned, they didn't expect that this unattractive black boy would be so rich, and he would give it away with thousands of dollars......

Ding Yi stood up, glanced at Xiao Wu, and then looked at Sister Pan Pan.

"Little Dance girl, I lied to you just now, in fact, I am less than sixteen, I can't stay overnight, and I already have someone I like in my heart, so be it. With that, he walked out the door.

Xiao Wu chased out, the moon was like water, but there was no trace of that person, and the swarthy young man was gone......

Xiao Wu squatted on the ground and cried. This is a pure cultivator, knowing that Xiao Wu is using him, but he is still willing to help her, not seeking fame and fortune, and he is the only person Xiao Wu has met who is sincere to her in this rolling red dust.

Xiao Wu didn't know why, she cried so sadly, she didn't lose anything, on the contrary, she gained a lot. With a fortune of 10,000 gold dollars, many businessmen do not necessarily have such a large fortune.

"Xiao Wu, what are you crying about, such a heroic benefactor, I gave you such a large sum of money, you don't have to look at other people's faces to live in the future, how good is this. You should be happy, why are you still crying to death?"

Who would have thought that that black boy was not only a powerful cultivator, but also so bold, if he had been kind to him before, maybe the money he gave would not be less. I have been running this embroidery spring workshop for a long time, and it is the first time I have encountered a high-roller like this, and Sister Panpan is also a little embarrassed.

Ding Yi left from the front door of Xiuchun Fang, the front is much more lively than the back alley, the lights here are bright, all of them are people who spend money to buy laughter and have fun in time. Ding Yi also spent money, and it was a big deal, but he was not happy at all. On the contrary, I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.

Looking up at the bright moon, his heart was heavy.

When they came to the ancestral hall, the old monk had not yet arrived, and this was the place where they met. The ancestral hall of Lechuan City is not quite the same as other cities. Because it is close to the Huangquan Tiankeng, it is said to be the closest ancestral hall to the underworld, and there are many people who come here to worship the ancestors' spiritual seats, not only the local, but also the families in other places, and there are also mourning halls here, so the ancestral hall here is particularly large.

Spirit tower, spirit hall, and many portraits, stone statues, and puppets of ghosts and gods......

It is not only a place of worship, but also a place for people to visit and be educated about the culture of death.

On the side of the ancestral hall, there are rituals every day, and there is a one-stop service here, and among those who are engaged in funeral services, Ding Yi found that there are also cultivators. Especially the musician, the song "Requiem" is played with compassion and lingering, which makes people feel good?? Drunk, liver sausage?? Break......

Ding Yi was originally going to wait for the old Zen master here, but when he heard the musician playing the sheng music, and heard countless people wailing here, he really couldn't bear it, so he had to leave again. Fortunately, this musician is of a very high level, and this music only reverberates in the ancestral hall, and does not spread to the outside.

Ding Yi wondered, a grandmaster-level master, who receives a government allowance of several hundred gold yuan a month, even if he doesn't work, his life is enjoyable, why do he engage in this funeral activity and make a living playing mourning music.

The commercial atmosphere around the ancestral hall is very active, and most of them are funeral-related business activities. There are also quite a few cultivators here. The vast majority of these cultivators are engaged in divination. Signing, divination, word measurement, and physiognomy ......

It's still night, and during the day there are people watching feng shui, and the whole street, more than half of the people are engaged in this kind of business. Here you can count the future, count the marriage, name it, and go to Tai Sui...... The price is not expensive, a few copper plates will do. Those cultivators are very dedicated, and they will never have a bad attitude just because they are just a few copper plates......

Ding Yi was not interested in predicting this, or he didn't dare to let those people help him predict. You must know that more than two months ago, he was accurately predicted that he would appear in the secret vault of the Tiandao Gate Golden City in the Tianjing Continent.

These people who make predictions, Ding Yi has an inexplicable fear of them. He was once bitten by a snake and was afraid of the well rope for ten years. This kind of unpredictable fear made Ding Yi's footsteps speed up a lot after passing by these people.

Ignoring the numerologists who stepped forward to solicit business, there were cultivators and mortals among these guys. Ding Yi has no fear of mortals, he is just very wary of the few cultivators who are mixed in the middle. I'm afraid that I will be seen through and hidden.

These cultivators are all masters who are not short of money, and they are just practicing here to improve their prediction ability.

"Friend, please stay. "A middle-aged man with a goatee in his thirties called Ding Yi in his thirties.

Damn, it's a cultivator again! Ding Yi is extremely sensitive to the fluctuations of a cultivator's soul. The goatee in front of him was still a grandmaster-level master, and Ding Yi was a little apprehensive.

Ding Yi turned his head and looked at the other party coldly.

"There are thousands of pedestrians passing by, thousands of people, and it is the first time that I have seen the appearance of my little brother, I don't know if I can stay, so that I can take a closer look at ......," said Goatee Masashi.

Of course, Ding Yi knew why Goatee said that. Because he wears a phantom mask.

"This master, you have a mask below, you think it is strange, of course, everyone is the same way in the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes are sinister, and there is a last resort in the suffering, but you are disappointed by the master. Ding Yi arched his hand to the man.

The man nodded, but didn't retreat.

"It's not a secret, I'm still a hopeful man, little brother, you're a little extraordinary, I wonder if you can move to a step?"

Ding Yi pondered for a moment and said: "Meeting is fate, I am going to go to the Ansheng Restaurant in front of me to drink, if the master is interested, you might as well come and sit together." ”

Calculating the time, Qiu Yihong should be about to arrive, instead of entangling with this person here, this is this person's territory, it is better to go to the restaurant. First, there are a lot fewer people, and secondly, the target over there is more conspicuous, which is also convenient for the old Zen master to find.

Goatee nodded, turned back to one of the numerologists, and said, "Pony help me clean up, and I'll go drink with this little brother." ”

A young man waved at him. The goatee happily followed.

Ding Yi was guessing the purpose of the goatee in his heart, and he was secretly thinking about countermeasures.

"My name is Wu Tian, and it's good for the master to call me Xiao Wu. Ding Yi talked to the man quietly.

"Bu Zhan, the strategist of the Heavenly Machine Mansion. Goatee replied simply.

But he didn't know that after Ding Yi heard his introduction, he was even more nervous.

Tianji Mansion, ordinary people don't know, thinking that it is just a Jianghu sect, but Ding Yi has a certain understanding of this Tianji Mansion. When Xue Ren was still around, this official of the Ministry of the Interior had sorted out some of the power organs of the empire with him, and many sect backgrounds had been explained to Ding Yi in detail.

This Tianji Mansion is one of the forces of the National Teacher Daoyuan, and it is a sect that is different from the Heavenly Temple and focuses on prediction.

Tianji Mansion and Tianmiao are all predicted things, but Tianmiao is under the leadership of High Priest Hui, and it is a little unruly. Dao Yuan can only use the power of Tianji Mansion to make some predictions. Ministry of the Army, Ministry of the Interior, Ministry of State Security...... In many ministries and associations, there are people from Tianji Mansion. The sect of Tianji Mansion relies on the upper echelons, and its strength is not trivial.

The last time Ding Yi was successfully arrested, it was the information provided to Daoyuan by several scholars from Tianji Mansion.

The road is narrow, I didn't expect that this time, on the side of the Ancestral Hall, I would meet people from Tianji Mansion, which is really unlucky. Ding Yi thought to himself.

Ding Yi had a phantom mask on his face, and Bu Zhan couldn't see through Ding Yi's real face, in fact, at this time, Ding Yi's scalp was already starting to explode.

Ansheng Restaurant is open 24 hours a day. After all, the ancestral hall of the dead is next to it, and no one can say anything about this dead man. People die every day, some during the day, some at night. Whether it is a spiritual guardian or a sacrificer, everyone must eat.

However, there are not many people in Ansheng Restaurant today, there are only two tables of people wearing linen and filial piety, eating on the first floor, and Ding Yi directly took Bu Zhan to the second floor.

Ansheng Restaurant only sells one type of wine, absinthe, and the dishes are all cold dishes.

Ding Yi poured Bu Zhan a glass of wine, and the two officially started chatting.

"You don't have to take off your mask, I'm not that gossipy, I'm only interested in the predicted outcome. Bu Zhan took a sip of wine and said slowly.

Ding Yi nodded.

"Ordinary people are lucky, and their qualifications are distinct, but the little brother's is very different from the average person. Bu Zhan explained.

Zong Xiao also knew how to look at qi, and this spell was also taught to Mu Haoran. Zong Xiao and Mu Haoran both used the Qi Hope technique to observe Ding Yi's 'Qi'. Ding Yi is not surprised that he is different from ordinary 'qi'.

"Little brother, you are wearing the stars and the moon, and your luck is like a bright starry sky, this is the first time I have seen it. ”

Ding Yi rubbed his eyebrows and said, "My qualifications and talents are a mess, not as good as those who are like a canopy and like light training...... I'm a bastard, and I'm terrible. ”

Bu Zhan said: "You can't say that, the little brother should not be very old, at your age, if your qualifications and talents are a mess, how can you be promoted to the spirit level? You should know that Ding Yi, the little demon god who has not been born for 500 years, is he, he is the qualification of the broken spirit, so your qualification is not bad, but very good, it is comparable to the heaven, earth, man, and the three spirits, and it belongs to the top qualification......"

Ding Yi heard the other party talk about himself, and his heart hung up. But obviously, the other party should not know that the person sitting opposite is Ding Yi himself.

"There is a new argument in the scientific research institute, and I agree with it. According to spectroscopy, it used to be believed that the purer and the more singular the qualification, the better. But the little demon god was born out of nowhere, completely subverting this theory. In the whole world, who dares to say that his qualifications and talents are stronger than the little demon gods? Who can win the Qilin Award and the Feitian Award one after another before he is eleven or twelve years old? This kind of qualification is not against the sky, it is excellent, and what kind of qualification can surpass it?"

Ding Yi took a sip of wine, this bitter taste, Ding Yi didn't like it very much. He continued to listen, and Bu Zhan was talking loudly over there.

"Your Excellency Ding Yi's kind of qualification is called 'breaking and standing'. It was an excellent qualification that was born in 500 years, and no one would ignore the so-called Soul Shattering qualification now. ”

Ding Yi deliberately said: "Master Bu Zhan, I am also a Broken Spirit qualification, do you think I can also have such a creation like the little demon god Ding Yi?"

Bu Zhan squirted out a mouthful of absinthe.

"I'm sorry, I'm out of shape, Xiao Wu, there are two sides to this world, the so-called 'misfortune and fortune are relied on, and fortune and misfortune are lurking'. This blessing and misfortune depend on each other, and it is not all good things, the little demon god was born like a star, and for a time it hid the light of others, but in the end, what was the result? Alas!" Bu Zhan sighed.

Ding Yi hurriedly filled the wine glass with him.

"Master Bu Zhan, I heard a few days ago that the little demon god made trouble in Yankai Prison and organized a riot, but I didn't hear the news of his death, are you mistaken?" Ding Yi deliberately probed.

Bu Zhan said: "Earlier, I also thought that the little demon god was not dead, but then news came, it turned out that it was just a puppet made by the little demon god's best friend, Luyuan of the Iron Casting City, ......"

"Lu Yuan is also a good man, dissatisfied with the actions of the empire, and wants to seek justice for his friends, so he committed such a big case, with 3,000 dead soldiers and 10,000 puppet legions, he fought with the four military camps of Yanshou, Shishou, Kunshan, and Quexia, to avenge the dead brothers......"

"What? And such things? What about later?" Ding Yi was shocked, for a while he was already a master of the six gods, and his whole heart was pinched.

"What else? This is a great crime of rebellion, although Lu Yuan's strength is not bad, but after all, it is only the strength of the Xuan level, no matter how powerful the puppet army he leads, it can't fight the military array led by the sixteen great grandmasters, he died, and in a martyrdom way, he went to follow his friend Little Demon God. ”

Lu Yuan is dead? That senior brother Lu Yuan, who is full of fighting spirit, is very good at logic, quick thinking, and full of enthusiasm is dead?

Ding Yi's head was buzzing, and he couldn't accept the news that Bu Zhan said.

Who is Lu Yuan? He is the most talented and talented person in the world, the successor of the Iron Casting City, how could he die?

The puppet system is in this current situation, and he still needs to integrate and lead, and he needs to be led in a thousand ways, in all aspects, he is needed, how can he be martyred? No, Ding Yi can't figure it out, and he doesn't dare to think about it anymore.

His heart is like a knife, and his heart is like numbness......

"The day before yesterday, his body was cremated, and the formation master Li Yu personally held a ceremony for him......