I have a room in Huangquan

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He left after speaking.

Turn around and disappear into the mist.

Ding Xiaoyi scratched his head in distress, the old man was very bad, he didn't say anything clearly, but explained everything.

It means, if you give me the stone, he will solve both problems for you.

If not, hey, wait until the next time you come.

He reckoned that as long as he didn't call Acacia Conch next time, this bad old man might not come to him again for a long time.

I don't know what is in this stone, but it must be a treasure.

He was unwilling to be taken away like this.

"Hey, wait a minute!" People are not sages, after all, everyone is selfish sometimes.

I couldn't decide to pay attention to myself for the time being, so I had no choice but to put this matter down first, and wait for a while to talk about it.

Chapter 125: Psychic Energy Qualitative Change

Ding Xiaoyi came back from Huangquan with a depressed face.

Once back in the room, I took a look at the box first.

Yet the box is still there.

"I thought the box would be gone after I came back!"

Ding Xiaoyi grinned, feeling that he was thinking too much, so he casually put the box in a more obvious position.

The wooden clip in the box was stored in the belly of the meat ball by himself, even if it was a top thief, he would not be able to steal it out.

"Meow!"

The sheriff jumped out of nowhere and landed on his shoulders.

He hugged his hair and licked it.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to pour milk for you now..."

Although sometimes, there are too many things to raise, which is quite troublesome.

But after a long time, I got used to it.

After finally comforting the sheriff, Ding Xiaoyi got a moment of rest in the chair.

Glancing at the water glass on the table, I don't know what I was thinking, but I just thought of the method I used to catch the fish, and subconsciously grabbed it.

"Whoosh!"

From a distance of five or six meters, I saw the water cup landed firmly in my hand, without even spilling a drop of water inside.

Suddenly, he froze for a moment.

Gently let go of the palm, and saw the water glass suspended in mid-air, as if being dragged somewhere.

Only Ding Xiaoyi knew that there was only a little bit of spiritual energy under the water glass, which was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.

Putting down the water glass, he looked at his hands for a while, and after scanning the things in the yard, Ding Xiaoyi locked his eyes on the big bluestone table beside him.

Slowly sticking out the palm, a weak spiritual energy was emitted.

Immediately, the large stone table fell lightly in the palm of my hand as if it had lost all weight.

The feeling is not at all different from the feeling of grasping the stone before. At that time, I still needed to find the fulcrum and find the balance of the stone.

Now, there is no need at all, as if what I lift is not a big stone table, but a plastic foam.

"It's not really a bubble, is it?"

The picture in front of me made me feel unrealistic, why did my psychic power suddenly become so powerful? ?

With a heartbeat, Ding Xiaoyi withdrew his spiritual energy.

The large stone table that was still hanging in mid-air fell to the ground with a loud "bang!", and the tabletop fell into two halves.

Looking at the broken stone table, Ding Xiaoyi woke up with a start, jumped up from the chair, and hurried over to take a look: "Oh! It's over!"

Looking at the gravel all over the ground, he instantly felt his heart was bleeding.

This is a century-old antique.

How can I explain this to Nanny Zhang?

The only fortunate thing is that I just broke a stone table, and the real value is the furniture in the house.

After hastily tidying up the yard, Ding Xiaoyi thought for a while and had to take out his mobile phone and reorder the next stone table.

Fortunately, the stone table, this kind of thing is not protected by natural law.

The price is also cheap.

The antique shape doesn't cost much.

But how did his psychic power become so powerful? ?

He sat back on the chair and fully awakened his psychic energy.

Suddenly, with the revival of spiritual energy, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes suddenly turned into a burning blue fireball.

With a glance, his eyes actually passed through the crack of the door, and locked on the girl in the skirt outside the door.

The blue embroidered skirt is still black silk...

Ding Xiaoyi took a closer look, then quickly withdrew his eyes, and couldn't help but think...it was actually pink.

"Meow!"

As soon as the ears moved, the faint sound of the sheriff's footsteps was transmitted to his ears, and each step was like ripples on the calm water.

Circle after circle of ripples stirred together, and outlined its figure in my mind.

After feeling it carefully for a while, he found that his spiritual power had not increased, but the quality had increased many times out of thin air.

If my previous psionic energy was a piece of plastic, my current psionic energy is a piece of steel.

It is impossible for one's spiritual energy to suddenly become stronger.

There must be something that has been overlooked here.

After Ding Xiaoyi thought for a while, he thought of the problem: "Could it be wine!"

I vaguely remember the pair of brothers and sisters saying that ordinary people can't drink their wine.

I drank three glasses in one breath, but the two wines were still mixed together.

Is it because of the wine? ?

If the wine is really so powerful, how can I not feel any discomfort when I drink it? ?

After much deliberation, I can't figure it out.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't think about it at all, it was useless to think too much, anyway, his current psionic power had already undergone a qualitative change, and this alone was enough.

Of course, in addition to spiritual power, the most important thing is that I also harvested five ghost notes.

Take out the Ming note in your arms.

The oily and golden banknotes reflect a very ancient color in the sunlight.

Every stroke above seems to have a unique charm.

With five glittering gold banknotes in hand, I instantly re-experience the feeling of a rich man!

Be careful to keep the money well, this is your last guarantee when you are in danger in the future.

Ding Xiaoyi hurriedly packed up his things and prepared to go to Qingmang Mountain, but there were a lot of things prepared today.

Because at night, he still has to go to the exchange meeting prepared by Bitther, and he will also take a look at what the exchange meeting is like.

Prepare an additional set of simple and low-key clothes.

As for the mask, there is nothing to prepare, just put it on if you have a mask.

After getting things ready, Ding Xiaoyi made a special inspection to make sure there were no problems before going out.

"and many more!"

At this time, he suddenly remembered something, walked into the room quickly, and put the box on the round table in the living room.

If a thief really got in, he would probably be able to find this box after entering the door.

Rubbing the sheriff's head with the palm of his hand: "Take care of the house, I will bring you delicious food when I come back this time."

However, the sheriff always looked at him with disdain for the delicious words in his mouth, and turned his back to Ding Xiaoyi.

Just wagging its tail, it can be regarded as saying goodbye to myself.

Hmm...that's what I think anyway.

The vermilion door opened, Ding Xiaoyi called a taxi and headed straight to Qingmang Mountain.

Today, that big fish will be eaten by himself!

Not long after Ding Xiaoyi left, two thin men got out of the car beside the street, looked left and right, and walked to the door of Ding Xiaoyi's house.

The two of them were wearing sunglasses, suits and leather shoes.

One was wearing loose sackcloth and straw sandals on his feet.

The styles are completely different, standing together, it looks even more alternative.

"Tu Ren disappeared here last night, go in and have a look." The man in the sunglasses on the left said, gently placing his palm on the gate.

Just listening to "Kaka!" After a while of shaking the door lock, the door lock was opened by itself.

The man in sackcloth pushed the door impatiently and walked in.

As he walked, he said, "I think the result is that Tu Ren took the things and ran away."

But his words were vetoed by the man with glasses beside him: "Impossible, Tu Ren's style, if he gets something, maybe that kid's head will also be taken away."

"According to what you mean, I don't think it's necessary for us to be so sneaky. Just arrest that kid and torture him to clarify everything."

"Don't think about it, Mother Zhang isn't dead yet, and besides, the higher authorities seem to have some scruples about this kid."

"By him?" The man in linen curled his lips, thinking that what he said was ridiculous.

"Based on his dead grandfather, why don't you read the information? His grandfather saved many people back then, and left some favors. It's not difficult to kill him, and he left a handle. If the opponents above know, use Instigate it, and the scene will be difficult to deal with."

"Let me just say, how could such a cruel and merciless old queen give such an important thing to this kid, hehe! You are very scheming."

The two walked into the yard while talking.

After sweeping his gaze, he noticed the broken big stone table.

After careful inspection, he shook his head: "It's not Tu Ren's method, such a big stone table can break without falling, I'm afraid it's a master!"

The man in the sunglasses had automatically imagined the images of last night in his mind.

A figure punched in the air, but was dodged by Tu Ren, and then hit the stone table with a punch, causing half of the stone table to shatter.

"Be careful, look inside!"

The two looked at each other, pulled their wrists apart, and saw that the special wrists were slightly different from the style of the guild's healer.

The parasite trapped on the wrist is also very unique, with an ice blue bi shou and a crimson feather.

After the two pushed open the door.

See the furniture made of solid wood in the room.

Where are they neatly placed.

"The tables and chairs are very neat, and there is no sign of a fight. Perhaps when Tu Ren sneaked in last night, he was discovered by someone, so there is no sign of a fight in the fighting room!

Also there was just a broken table outside.

But there was no trace of the butcher's blade.

Could it be..."

Thinking of this, the face of the man in sunglasses changed slightly.

"It's a top master. Only a top master whose skills are at the evil spirit level, or even the top rank of the evil spirit, can make the butcher blade, one of the seven blades, even have no chance to make a move!"