Gu Xu first went to the warehouse to receive the "Spirit Gathering Pill".

The hunchbacked man guarding the warehouse stayed up late yesterday reading "The Oil Seller Monopolizes the Oiran". He was so sleepy that he was slumped on a bamboo chair with his eyes closed and taking a nap.

Gu Xu shouted several times before waking him up from his dream.

"You kid...didn't you just come here last night?" The hunchbacked man yawned and said, "Why are you here again?"

Gu Xu smiled, said nothing, and handed him the note with "Spirit Gathering Pill" written on it.

When he saw the words "Spirit Gathering Pill", the hunchbacked old man opened his eyes wide and suddenly woke up from his drowsiness.

He rubbed his eyes and scratched his sparsely haired head to confirm that he had seen correctly.

"You...are you going to break through?"

"Soon."

"It's so fast."

"Well, it's okay."

Gu Xu took the elixir from the old man, thanked him politely, and left without looking back.

The hunchbacked old man was sitting on a bamboo chair, silently watching Gu Xu's back.

He has been working as a handyman in the Exorcism Department for more than twenty years.

Over the years, he guarded this simple and unpretentious warehouse every day, drinking tea, sleeping, walking birds, reading story books, and saw too many monks coming and going.

Some are talented, some are mediocre, some shine, and some are mediocre.

It's just that he has never seen someone like Gu Xu break through in less than a year of practice.

Chen Jisheng originally practiced in the First Realm for eight years.

Shi Xiaohan practiced for four years.

Even the previous governor of the Yishui County Exorcism Department, Mr. Zheng Yuzheng, known as the "Martial Madman", spent more than three years at this stage.

Time flies so fast.

Unknowingly, Lord Zheng died, Lord Chen grew old, and a new generation of young people are becoming the new protagonists of the Exorcism Department with high spirits.

But this has nothing to do with the old man.

He just needs to do his own thing well, find time to fish for a while, and live as long as possible, that's enough.

Thinking of this, the hunchbacked old man drooped his eyelids and began to continue to close his eyes and meditate.

I heard that a new opera troupe has arrived in Yishui County.

He is on vacation tomorrow and will go and listen.

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After Gu Xu and Shi Xiaohan parted temporarily, they went to the Yamen public kitchen for lunch.

A plate of snow lotus root, a portion of fried walnut meat with lamb horns, green onion and ginseng, and a small bowl of almond tofu, the total cost after deducting the subsidy is thirty cents.

In the Daqi Dynasty, one copper coin was equivalent to one copper coin, and one thousand copper coins was equivalent to one coin.

One piece of money is equivalent to one tael of silver.

The purchasing power of one tael of silver is equivalent to about 500 yuan.

Thirty yuan is equivalent to fifteen yuan from Gu Xu's previous life.

Compared to those expensive restaurants outside...

The civil servant canteen is really good and cheap.

After the meal, Gu Xu didn't rest, so he dived into the exorcism department's library.

Naturally, he didn't come here to read - after all, the entire library's knowledge had already been stored in his mind.

He just wanted to find a corner where no one would disturb him and practice quietly.

Sit still, close your eyes, and be calm.

Then he took out a "Jingxin Pill" and stuffed it into his mouth.

As he silently recited the mantra, the surrounding Yin Qi turned into surging river water, pouring into his meridians and tempering it into true essence.

Gu Xuxiu's skill is called "Guiyuan Jue", which he exchanged for five hundred meritorious deeds a few months ago.

In Daqi, the practice of Kung Fu is divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower.

Middle-grade skills have special attributes.

The top-grade exercises even hide the true meaning of the Great Dao.

As an ordinary low-grade exercise, the characteristic of "Guiyuan Jue" is that it has no characteristics.

However, because most of the high-level skills are secrets of large families and sects.

A grassroots cadre of the Exorcism Department like Gu Xu is very lucky to have a copy of "Guiyuan Jue" that is distributed in batches by the state and can be exchanged for five hundred meritorious deeds.

At least it gave him a chance to seek immortality.

However, Gu Xu also planned to find a better technique after he advanced to the second realm.

I heard that high-level exercises can greatly speed up your practice.

Time is limited.

He must try every means to improve his cultivation to the seventh level as soon as possible.

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When the sun went down, Gu Xu ended his practice this afternoon.

Three more "Jingxin Pills" were missing from his small porcelain bottle, and some pure and solid essence was added to his meridians.

It was now the dinner time he had agreed with Shi Xiaohan.

It was the first time in his life that he went to Piaoxianglou to eat, and Gu Xu still had some small expectations in his heart.

However, when he passed by the Yamen corridor, he heard his colleagues pointing at him, talking and laughing.

"Look, the most meticulous man in our exorcism department is here!"

Gu Xu frowned slightly: You are smart, your whole family is smart!

Someone else said: "Look at his face, he looks so handsome. No wonder even ghosts are interested in him."

Gu Xu retorted in his heart: Hey, you don't understand at all, those ghosts are all face-blind. They are just greedy for my [Spirit Summoning Body].

Gu Xu is busy on weekdays and his social circle is very narrow.

Among this group of booing people, he only knew one named Wang Yang.

He has dark skin, a short figure, and an ordinary appearance. He is the kind of public face that has no sense of presence in a crowd.

The reason why Gu Xu remembered him was because he had done a mission with him not long ago.

At that time, Wang Yang was cornered by the ghost and was so frightened that he thought he was going to die in the line of duty.

At this critical moment, Gu Xu suddenly appeared and killed the ghost lightly, putting Wang Yang out of danger.

From then on, Wang Yang became Gu Xu's number one fan.

"Wang Yang, are you secretly giving me nicknames again?"

"Brother Gu, I was wrong!" Wang Yang immediately raised his hands, his face full of desire for survival.

He knew very well that even though Brother Gu was thin, his combat prowess could definitely rank among the top five in the Yishui County Exorcist Division - if he were to offend him, the end might be worse than those ghosts.

"What were you just discussing?"

"This afternoon, Mr. Chen showed us the video of you dealing with the Painted Skin Ghost in the Wang family mansion," Wang Yang replied with a chuckle, "Brother Gu, all of us are fascinated by your inscrutable talismans and profound knowledge.

I am so impressed by his meticulous thinking.

"I dare say that Brother Gu must be the most detail-oriented person in the entire exorcism department.

"If it were us, I'm afraid we would have died ten thousand times in the hands of that cunning evil ghost."

"What you said is really nice."

"Brother Gu, I am your most loyal admirer!"

Gu Xu was noncommittal.

"Okay, I won't tell you any more, I have something else to do tonight."

"Do you have an appointment with Inspector Shi Xiaohan?" Wang Yang looked like a star-chasing fan, "I see you two doing tasks together every day."

Gu Xu was too lazy to pay attention to him.

He turned around and walked across the corridor, heading straight for the door.

His time is too precious to waste on such meaningless gossip.

Cooking is the serious business.
To be continued...