Late Night invasion

A few days later.

   On this day, the sky was filled with the soft glowing light of sun during twilight, and several monks came to the door to buy the elixir.

  Standing in front of the window to trade.

   Ren An learned from them that the old gambling monk who lived next door had died.

   died while hunting the blood demon.

   I heard that his corpse was drained of flesh and blood, leaving only a skinny and shriveled corpse.

  The death was extremely tragic.

   Moreover, the hunting team he was in had as many as a dozen people, including a female cultivator at the first level of Qi refining, but he was a bit unlucky that only an old monk at the third level of Qi refining like him died.

   Unlucky?

  Ren An didn't think so.

   He still felt that the monk who pulled the old monk to form a team a few days ago had malicious intentions.

   Probably the old monk was going to be sacrificed.

  For example, walking in the forefront to open the way, purely a cannon fodder tool person.

   Otherwise, it is completely impossible to explain why there is a hunting team that can take a fancy to such an old monk.

   In a blink of an eye, another month has passed.

   It's time to pay the rent again.

Steward Zhang, who is in charge of the rent collection, brought bad news this time.

  Starting from next month, the rent will increase to 3 low-grade spirit stones per month.

  As soon as this remark came out, the low-level monks in the entire cheap district exploded and cursed.

  Many people could not afford the high rent and were forced to move out of the bamboo forest and find other ways outside.

  Some of them can barely hold on, and the pressure is doubled. They are thinking that they have to increase the frequency of hunting blood demons in the future, and risk their lives to make money.

  Otherwise, sooner or later, they will be ruthlessly driven out to fend for themselves because they cannot pay the rent.

  Now outside the bamboo leaf forest, there are demons walking everywhere, and there are as many demons as dogs.

  Once they are kicked out, unless they are powerful monks who have reached the late stage of Qi refining, they will definitely be close to death.

   "Alchemist Ren, the rent is paid so easily, it seems that you have made a lot of money recently."

  In front of the wooden house, Manager Zhang accepted the three low-grade spirit stones handed over by Ren An, and joked with him with a smile.

  As soon as these words came out, many monks living nearby cast their eyes on Ren An.

   Their eyes were filled with various negative emotions such as envy, jealousy and hatred, and they were very jealous that he had made a lot of money.

  Ren An was keenly aware of these malicious gazes, couldn't help but feel tighter, and denied:

   "Boss Zhang, you're overthinking. I'm living very poorly now. After paying the rent, there is almost nothing left. I'm worrying about whether I can earn 3 low-grade spirit stones to pay the rent next month."

   Steward Zhang smiled and said nothing.

  The gazes cast by the low-level monks nearby are still full of all kinds of malicious intentions.

   Obviously, none of them believed Ren An's denial.

  Facing the current situation where he is hated by many people, Ren An feels a little bit tingly.

  He knew very well that he had already been targeted by many desperate low-level monks nearby.

   Once you leave the house, you will be robbed and killed.

   In desperation, he simply stopped pretending and shouted to Steward Zhang who was about to leave:

   "Steward Zhang, wait a minute!"

"What's wrong?"

   "I have something to tell you, can you come in and discuss it in detail?"

"Can."

   Steward Zhang replied.

   Soon, the two walked into the house.

   Once inside, Ren An immediately cut to the chase:

   "Steward Zhang, it's like this. I want to buy a self-defense technique. I wonder if you have any self-defense techniques that can be sold?"

   "Don't tell me, what a coincidence, I happen to have a copy here."

  As if anticipating that Ren An would ask him to buy exercises, Manager Zhang took out a thin book of exercise secrets from his pocket and waved it in front of Ren An.

  The other party obviously came prepared, I must have been tricked...

  Ren An realized this.

  By this time, if he hadn't realized that he was intentionally provoked by Steward Zhang in front of everyone just now, then he would be a fool.

   "Alchemist Ren, if you really want it, I can sell you this exercise book cheaply, and it's not expensive, as low as 100 low-grade spirit stones."

   Steward Zhang said with a smile all over his face.

   Expensive, but not unacceptable.

  Ren An glanced at the secret book of exercises held by the other party, and felt strange in his heart.

  Because the name of the exercise is "Gold Finger".

  Seeing that Ren An's expression was strange, Steward Zhang introduced him to the secret book of exercises in his hand, and said:

   "This "Gold Finger" is a spell with a low upper limit, but it is easy to master. It is very suitable for monks in the early stage of Qi refining."

   "Although it is only a basic spell, as long as you master it proficiently, it is more than enough for you to protect yourself in this cheap area."

   If you are cheated, you will be cheated!

   Bought it!

   Gritting his teeth and making a decision.

  Ren An took out almost all his savings, and handed over the money to steward Zhang and he gave him the spell book.

   "Alchemist Ren is dishonest. Just now he said he was worried about next month's rent, and now he easily took out 100 low-grade spirit stones in a blink of an eye. It's too unkind."

  Steward Zhang joked with a smile.

  Ren An didn't talk to him too much, but just replied that he had something to do at home later, and then tactfully saw him off.

  After Steward Zhang left, Ren An was not in a hurry to look through the spell "Goldfinger" he had just bought.

   Instead, he hurried into the alchemy room and took out all the poisons he usually refined.

  Then found another pile of wood, sharpened it and inserted it vertically under the courtyard wall, then mixed the poison just taken out with water, and applied it to the tips respectively to make a simple anti-intrusion trap.

  For the sake of safety, some small traps have been arranged one after another to further increase the difficulty of invasion.

  After that, all kinds of dead branches and leaves were scattered around the yard, so that when someone tried to approach the house, there would be a crisp sound of hard objects breaking, which was used as an alarm when invaded.

   This is not a big deal.

  Recalling the malicious gazes he just felt outside the house, Ren An felt very insecure, so he had to plan ahead, otherwise he would not be able to sleep soundly at night.

   During the period, his wife came out, but Ren An called her back immediately, telling her to stay in the house and try not to come out if there was nothing to do.

  His wife was very obedient, didn't ask any more questions out of curiosity, and immediately returned to the house obediently.

  When all the traps were set up, the sky had completely darkened.

  Ren An looked at the yard that had been fully armed by himself, feeling full of security in his heart, and finally he was able to relax a little bit of his tense nerves.

  After that, he couldn't wait to find a place to sit down, and carefully looked through the spells he just bought.

  The first few pages of the book are all introductions.

  It is said that "Gold Finger", as the name suggests, is a spell that is activated with fingers.

  After getting started, when the spell is activated, the fingers will glow with golden light and become as hard as steel, powerful enough to pierce stones.

  After proficiency, you can shoot out the golden light from your fingers, and you can shoot through your fingers like a gun.

  As the amount of energy infused is increased, it is able to shoot farther and more accurate.

   "This spell seems to be good."

   After reading the introduction on the first few pages, Ren An felt satisfied, and then continued to read down.

  The content of the next few pages is all about how to practice the spell.

  The way to practice is very simple, just poke things around with your fingers.

   The difficulty lies in how to find the feeling in the process of practice, how to gather all the spiritual power in the body to the fingers, so as to erupt with terrifying power.

  In the days to come.

   Except for having sex with his little wife in the room, or refining the elixirs in the alchemy room, Ren An spent the rest of the time poking things with his fingers.

  Poke rice, poke mud, poke trees, poke stones... poke whatever you see.

   Just poking around all day.

  After poking until the rice bag was broken, the mud collapsed, the trees were pierced, and the stones were broken—

  He finally mastered the magic of gold Finger!

  [Gold Finger: Getting Started (1/100)]

   "Finally finished!"

  Ren An couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, and immediately activated the spell of Goldfinger.

  In the next second, the index finger and middle finger of the right hand immediately glowed with a faint golden light.

  Although the light was weak, it was extraordinarily bright in this deep night.

   "It's really glowing."

   Ren An looked at his glowing fingers, a little dumbfounded.

   Immediately, he couldn't wait to try the strength of his golden finger, and he poked hard at the ground under his feet.

"Puff puff!"

  In the extremely solid piece of yellow mud, under the continuous torture of Ren An's fingers, many deep and thick holes appeared in an instant.

   Good guy, this spell is too strong!

  Ren An became excited again, and he felt that he had changed from a weak person to a Super Saiyan who could burst stars at will.

  Although it would be a bit exaggerated to describe it in this way, his combat power at the moment is indeed greatly improved.

   "Sand...sand...sand!"

  In the silent night, there was a sudden sound of cautious, but particularly obvious footsteps.

   Someone is approaching the house!

   And judging from the number of voices, there is far more than one person!

   At least five!

  Ren An frowned, tensing his nerves instantly.

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