Just when he was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back and was about to be unable to hold on, a vibration came from the ground. So he changed from lying flat to squatting at the fastest speed. After a stick of incense, the sand and stones on his head were dug out, and the mud and sand fell down. Whether it was life or death was just a matter of thought. He held the short knife tightly and raised his attention to the extreme.

The person outside immediately stopped and whispered: "I have murderous aura!"

The gold mine owner was suddenly covered in cold heart. He was just trying to fight back and kill his opponent, but forgot that his opponent's ability was far above him and could sense danger keenly. He immediately took remedial measures and began to recite the Mantra of Purification.

The two of them threw away their hoes, pulled out their knives, and stabbed them hard at the boat board. The gold mine owner was really lucky. Except for a small hole in his chest, the rest were all empty.

"Oh..., people are smelly, where does the murderous aura come from?"

"I did feel the murderous aura just now."

For the sake of three hundred taels of silver, this stinking was nothing. The companion pushed Chungou aside, threw the knife in his hand, picked up the hoe and digged it hard. The gold mine owner below closed his eyes and did not move.

With a loud bang, the board covering the above was lifted. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the gold mine owner opened his eyes and suddenly rushed up. The other party never dreamed that a stinky person was still alive and had no time to react.

The gold mine owner hugged his opponent's neck and stabbed the knife in his right hand hard towards his lower abdomen. This knife was inserted into the chest from the abdomen, and a fatal blow was made. The masked man fell head-on and pressed the gold mine owner under him.

Chungou, who was standing on the big pit, heard the screams and quickly turned his head to look. However, the bottom of the pit was too dark and he couldn't figure out who was killing whom.

"Wu Chaizi, have you succeeded?"

No answer.

Chungou knew something was wrong and secretly felt fortunate that if it weren't for Gou Master's cleverness, he would have been the one who was being stabbed. Just as he was thinking about whether to reinforce, a bloody figure suddenly appeared and rushed over. He was so scared that he raised his knife with both hands and slashed it hard. The figure was split in half, quickly merged in the air, and pounced on him again.

Huh, a ball of white mist rolled up flat, surrounding him.

Encountered a ghost!

Chungou screamed in fear, threw the knife in his hand, turned his head and ran away. He ran for hundreds of steps in a row, and his nose was blue and swollen, and then he shook the white mist.

The gold mine owner pushed the dead body away and climbed up. He ran to the river beach and found no Chungou. He let out a long breath and sat on the ground.

After a while, the thief hovered ten feet away in front of him and did not dare to take a step forward. He was a little anxious, pointed to the dead man at the bottom of the pit, and pointed to the direction of Shuangjiang Town.

The gold mine owner nodded, went down to the bottom of the pit, cut off Wu Chaizi's head with a knife, threw it into the pit where he was hiding. Then he dragged the body in, stood aside the knife, and picked up the hoe.

The thief was a little angry and played various tricks on it. The gold mine couldn't understand what it meant, so he just smiled. He buried the dead body and cleaned the scene. After cleaning up the scene, he quickly left with a short knife and a hoe, and plunged into the river.

After washing the body, the gold mine owner went downstream and went ashore at the closest place to home. Seeing that there was no one around, his whole body was naked, he returned to the thatched hut as fast as possible. He put on a pair of shorts and rushed onto the small bed of the osmanthus tree.

On the branch ten feet away, Lu Qi turned into a small man and looked at him eagerly. The gold mine owner knew the thief's thoughts and felt that he could not leave the other party, so he took out the short knife from the storage formation and communicated face to face.

"Master Lei, this is my thief ghost brother. He has no malice. Can you let him return to me?"

Hoo, the short sword restrains the light, calms the murderous intent, and turns into a rust knife. If there is no place to live after dawn, the ghost will be wiped out. The thief ghost muster up the courage to get closer step by step, and successfully possess it.

After possession, the thief started to scold: "You stupid fork, I didn't know how to search before burying people. This kid has five taels of silver on it, which is enough for you to eat for half a year."

From the thief ghost, he learned that the thousand-year-old artifact that had been opened with wisdom must have inherited it. So the gold mine owner changed his lifestyle and had a nagging to Master Lei for the rest of his time. Ten days later, one night afterwards, the thousand-year-old artifact that he thought he was noble finally couldn't stand it and raised his hand to surrender.

"It's okay to pass on the martial arts, you have to promise me a condition."

"Please speak with Mr. Lei."

The gold mine owner was overjoyed, and those with thick-skinned things were accomplished.

"We just exchanged interests and found our master and left immediately."

"Yes, by the way, where is the owner of Mr. Lei?"

"I don't know, I separated five hundred years ago."

Lu Shijin smiled: "The bones are gone, where can I find them?"

Mr. Lei was furious: "My master is a great god for thousands of years. His soul is immortal. He has experienced hundreds of lifetimes and his bones are very strange!"

The thief ghost was suddenly silent. Whether he could be reborn in the second lifetime is still a question.

"If you want a martial art, use the spiritual value to exchange it, and the starting price is 10,000 spiritual value."

"What the hell is the spiritual value?"

"For example, the spiritual value here is one. With your current ability, absorb one hour, and the spiritual value is one. Twelve hours, which is twelve. You can't give all the spiritual values ​​you absorb. You have to keep them for yourself and give them to this dead ghost. Even if you want to be four a day, you have to change another martial arts and practice for 2,500 days. It's almost done."

The gold mine owner was so angry that he almost exploded and died. The whole world was full of enemies. In 2,500 days, will he still have his life?

"In order to show sincerity, can you prepay ten thousand spirit values?"

There was bait when fishing. Master Lei thought about it and agreed. Under his guidance, the gold mine owner pointed the tip of his knife at his top door.

With a bang, a lightning bolt exploded in my mind, and things kept squeezing in. After a stick of incense, a score card with a minus ten thousand appeared in a corner of my mind.

"There are the following types of exercises worth ten thousand spirits: divination, facial art, diamond art, magic art..."

The gold mine was overwhelmed and immediately stopped: "I want to fight against beatings and escape."

"Two kinds, the Vajra Technique is incompetent, and the spiritual cat Technique moves first-class in the world."

"I need the cat technique."

Mr. Lei was very happy and immediately passed on his skills. Just a moment later, a book appeared in the mind of the gold mine owner. When he opened it, he found that it was also a magical book with text, illustrations, sounds, and animation demonstrations.

"Spiritual Cat Technique" is divided into two parts: mind method and foot method. From low to high, it is divided into four realms: entry, small success, big success, and perfection. After entering, the same realm cannot be beaten at all. Small success can avoid attacks from two levels higher than the opponent's attacks. Great success and perfection require strong spiritual support, and it can be practiced for fifty years or more.

In order to make the effect better, he ran to the countryside, provoked evil dogs at the door, and then got rid of them with the steps of a spirit cat. Several times, his owner was treated as a dog thief and chased him several miles away.

On the morning of July 1st, the gold mine owner followed the miner team to the mining area. Every year on March 1st, July 1st, and November 1st, the mining examination institute will organize a cow worker and dog wage qualification examination. Those who pass the exam will be issued a license to work. He has to find a way to support himself, and at the same time, he can get enough spiritual energy underground to earn spiritual value to pay off his debts.

At the beginning of Si hour, after paying the exam fee of 100 liters, the gold mine owner lined up with the exam card. There were about fifty people applying for the cattle workers, and more than one hundred people on the dog workers' side.

An elder stood in front of the door and said loudly: "Just just finished the statistics, there are 130 miners taking the dog workers' examination today, and there are three to five admissions. This year, new regulations are implemented. Those who get zero points will not be allowed to take the dog workers' examination within three years."
Chapter completed!