In the early morning, Ping'an Town is bathed in sunshine.

There are gradually more and more pedestrians on the street.

Lao Wang's steamed bun shop was filled with steaming white steam, and the aroma of steamed buns hit your nostrils and could be smelled half a street away.

There was also a long queue in front of the Baijie Tofu House next door. Old men, strong men, and young people walked out of the tofu shop in an orderly manner, holding tofu in their hands and contentment written on their faces.

After a night of hard work, the girl from Zuichunlou finally called it a day. With fatigue and body aches, she was immersed in sweet dreams.

There, they all married an honest man, raised their husband and raised their children, and lived a happy life.

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It has been half a month since the big event.

Ping'an Town seems to have been accustomed to such storms for a long time, and everyone's memory is extremely short. The fear of that day was soon used as a topic of conversation after dinner.

Gradually, I got tired of talking about it and didn’t even bother to mention it.

The Demon Control Department has been rebuilt, and after getting rid of the crisis of Akame Doji, the disaster is finally over.

As for what happened that night, Wang Xuanzhi did not mention a word.

But everyone knew in their hearts that [Number Zero] had taken action again, and other than this mysterious master, no one else was considered.

He has become the Demon Controller and the patron saint of Ping'an Town.

Wang Xuanzhi didn't say anything because he was a dignified minister and needed face.

No one mentioned it, but they silently remembered this kindness in their hearts.

Qianfan passed by and everything returned to calm.

Wang Qingwan was still cold, standing by the lake from time to time, thinking about the past.

In the corner, Zhao Guangming just watched from a distance. Occasionally, the two of them met face to face, and a look at each other could keep him awake for two days and two nights.

Zhao Guangming's family also successfully obtained a "cemetery loan" as they wished, bought an "affordable grave" for their ancestors, and moved all five generations of their ancestors into it, praying for feng shui to improve their luck and bring blessings to their descendants.

Wang Xiaoyi returned to the Demon Control Division. He is getting more energetic. It seems that in a short time, he will be able to complete the foundation building in a hundred days. He will officially enter the Fourth Transformation of the Refining Realm. He will be a big step closer to his life goal of sleeping in Tianxiang Tower.

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Gu Xiangling still exchanged letters with Lin Liuli, and she still had no interest in the man she was pursuing.

Zhang Beixuan worked harder and harder. The successive changes made him deeply aware of his own weakness and lack of strength. Facing a powerful enemy, he could not even escape.

This Lord Du Wei, who had studied in Taiji Academy, began a hellish self-cultivation.

As for Chen Qinggang, every time he was attacked, he was the first to be injured. His body couldn't bear it and he has been recuperating.

Book Club No. 73 is closed, and Uncle Qin has gone somewhere.

Before leaving, he came to say goodbye to Zhou Dao, saying he would be back in a while.

Zhou Dao tacitly agreed not to ask further questions. He always felt that Uncle Qin was no ordinary uncle.

Otherwise, how could he know someone like Li Zangfeng?

Even so, so what?

In Zhou Dao's eyes, the concierge Uncle Qin will always be the owner of Book Club No. 73.

"Xiao Zhou, this [medicine bag] is a hot commodity and can be sold for a good price."

Mr. Yuan played with the black wooden box in his hand and grinned.

In fact, this is a kind of monster treasure called medicine bag, which is made of a strange fungus monster.

It is recorded in the "Monster Control Division Work Manual",

In Huaxi Town, there was a wealthy businessman whose family was in decline. The rich man wanted to sell this old item passed down from his ancestors to make up for the shortfall.

In the dead of night, the rich man was alone and roughly picked the lock on the wooden box, trying to open it to see what treasures were inside.

That night, the rich man suffered an accident and fell into a strange disease. His eyes shrank, his tongue began to degenerate, his ears gradually fell off, and his nose bones quickly collapsed. It didn't take long for him to become a monster.

No one knew what he saw, and no one ever saw the wooden box again.

The so-called medicine bag is shaped like a wooden box, but its texture is like a meat bag. It can feed on diseases and cannot be owned by humans.

In ancient times, some pharmacists who were proficient in alchemy would carry this magic treasure with them, which could trap rare and difficult diseases that could not be cured.

Once the medicine bag is locked, it cannot be opened, otherwise something bad will happen.

"Mr. Yuan, this is not a good thing." Zhou Dao glanced at it and said calmly.

Many wealthy families like to take shortcuts, find medicine bags, and take the disease when someone in their family has a strange disease and the medicine is ineffective or takes too long to take effect.

"The rich man's concubine has some strange disease. She actually develops a man's penis. How can an ordinary doctor cure her?" Mr. Yuan shook his head.

The buyer was also a lover. His concubine was suffering from this strange disease, but she refused to leave her. He also spent a lot of money to buy the magic treasure to relieve her pain and restore her daughter's body.

"You must have provoked a monster!" Zhou Dao said in a deep voice.

Those who go against common sense are demons.

Obviously, this is no ordinary illness.

"We open the door to do business, how can we control so much?" Mr. Yuan shook his head.

The world of mortals is chaotic and bizarre. If we really want to control it, who can do it?

"Humans do not live with demons, and dragons do not live with snakes. If you use this medicinal treasure, I am afraid..."

At this point, Zhou Dao's voice suddenly stopped.

There is a drawback to using medicine capsules. Although it can cure the symptoms, it will shorten your lifespan.

"The Work Manual of the Demon Control Division" says that all diseases in the world have their roots and are connected to a person's lifespan. Once the roots are uprooted, lifespan will also be attached to their feet.

Although the medicine bag can cure any disease, it will also extend the lifespan. It is completely a way to quench thirst by drinking poison. No one will use this magic treasure unless it is absolutely necessary.

"I have said everything that should be said, and I have also said what should not be said..." Mr. Yuan shook his head.

The buyer's concubine is also infatuated. Even if she only lives a few years, she still hopes to stay with the rich man for a period of love as a normal daughter.

In this way, even if you die, you will have peace of mind.

"We are all born with obsessions." Zhou Dao murmured softly, feeling more and more that what the leader said that day made sense.

No matter human or demon, no one can escape obsession.

"Let's go." Zhou Dao picked up the big bag on the ground and walked out. What was inside was his reward.

"If you have any good things, remember to send them to me." Mr. Yuan said casually.

These days, Zhou Dao has indeed brought a lot of treasures to buy.

In fact, it was because the Monster Control Department was destroyed and almost all the monsters imprisoned in the Demon Locking Prison died.

Among the ruins, most of the corpses of these monsters have been mutilated. Although they cannot be sacrificed, they can be made into monster treasures and resold on the black market, which can make a lot of money.

So far, Zhou Dao has sacrificed many monsters.

At this rate, it does not seem impossible to meet Li Zangfeng's requirements and touch the threshold of the Nine Transformations of the Refining Realm within half a year.

Today Zhou Dao takes a rest and has been staying at home, practicing quietly and digesting the treasures obtained from sacrifices in recent days.

Before I knew it, it was late at night.

The full moon sets in the west, and it's the fifth watch.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the house, and they stopped fifty steps in front of the door.

"Wang Xuanzhi, come here to visit!!!"
Chapter completed!