Chapter 162: A shipbuilding family, undercurrents (please subscribe)
Weiyuan Fairy City.
shipyard.
The person called 'Little Master Zhong' is a teenager.
He boarded the deck, took out several instruments, and observed the formation patterns.
Half an hour later.
Little Master Zhong stood up, walked down the deck, and said to the middle-aged casual cultivator who looked expectantly.
"Well... there's no problem. The formation is not much damaged, and the damage to the hull is not difficult to repair."
"How about one hundred spirit stones for you?"
This price is quite fair.
After hearing this, the middle-aged casual cultivator beamed with joy and quickly signed the spiritual contract and paid the deposit.
"Thank you, little master Zhong."
"In one month, take the spiritual contract with you and come get the boat." After sending the middle-aged casual cultivator away
, little master Zhong nodded.
His name is Zhong Qi.
Although young.
But he comes from a well-known shipbuilding family in Weiyuan Immortal City.
His grandfather, known as a master shipbuilder, single-handedly led the construction of the second-order spiritual ship!
In the current sea area, Donglong Luo's flagship, the Black Ship Youjiao, was built by Zhong Qi's grandfather, Master Zhong.
What’s even more rare is that Master Zhong is extremely tight-lipped and never discloses customer information!
After the Youjiao made a big splash and sank the Soul Gold.
Many people contacted the descendants of the Zhong family and wanted to imitate a blood spiritual ship similar to the Youjiao.
However.
Not only did Master Zhong not reveal a single word of news during his lifetime.
Among the relics and notes after his death, there was no description of the blood formation.
When the news came out, buyers couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
However, I can’t help but sigh that Master Zhong keeps his promise and keeps secrets, so righteous!
This reputation has brought good word-of-mouth effect to the Zhong family.
Therefore, after Master Zhong passed away, he still maintained his family and did not decline.
in recent years.
Zhong Qi is even more outstanding, showing his outstanding talents in shipbuilding and formations!
"Let's start the work..." Zhong Qi called the boatman and prepared to start repairs.
And at this time.
A flower suddenly appeared in front of Zhong Qi's eyes.
From the corner of his eye, he seemed to catch a glimpse of swift white shadows flying out of the gate of the shipyard.
"Huh?"
Zhong Qi rubbed his eyes, but there was nothing in front of him.
"Is it an illusion?"
Without thinking much, he led the boatmen to start repairing the spiritual ship.
...
the next day.
Inside the Bell Mansion.
Zhong Qi looked calm and enjoyed breakfast.
The maid approached and handed over a newspaper that smelled of ink.
"Master, this is today's Weiyuan Morning News."
"Well, leave it alone." Zhong Qi nodded.
As a trade center, the monks in Weiyuan Immortal City attach great importance to information.
Therefore, a format similar to the 'daily newspaper' has already been born.
Many families, or wealthy casual practitioners, subscribe to newspapers all year round to ensure that they do not miss key information.
Zhong Qi had breakfast and opened the newspaper.
"The casual cultivator succeeded in building the foundation...it's lucky."
There was envy in his eyes.
Even if you are a casual cultivator, once you succeed in building the foundation, it will be equivalent to a class leap and become a big shot that the Zhong family cannot afford to offend.
"Building a foundation... I don't know if it is possible for me to build a foundation in this life?"
Zhong Qi suppressed his mind and continued to read the newspaper.
Suddenly, a bloody photo made Zhong Qi's pupils shrink suddenly!
"A murder case in the outer city. Loose cultivators were brutally killed. The murderer was extremely cruel. The victim's skull was broken. It was suspected that it was caused by physical cultivators and spiritual beasts..." "Wait...this?"
Zhong
Qi stared at the photo, her heart trembling, not daring to Xinxin said.
"Isn't this man... the casual cultivator who entrusted my shipyard with ship repair yesterday?"
Although the body was in a miserable death state and was beyond recognition, the robe still looked familiar to Zhong Qi.
With the monk's memory, he was almost certain.
The victim was the casual cultivator yesterday!
"This..."
"Maybe... I picked up a wrecked ship for nothing and made people jealous?" "
But this method is too cruel..."
Looking at the miserable corpse, Zhong Qi turned pale and felt nauseated. Almost nauseated.
I drank a glass of water and took a while to calm down.
"Forget it... there's nothing you can do about it if you die."
"If no one comes to pay the final payment after a few months of repairing the spiritual ship, just resell it." "
Maybe you can still make a profit?"
Zhong Qi thought about it again, and a faint joy appeared between her eyebrows.
After all, if a mid-grade spiritual ship is resold, the profit will be one thousand or hundreds of spiritual stones!
A few more of these windfalls.
Maybe, more than ten years later, he can buy a foundation-building pill?
With this mood in mind, Zhong Qi went to the shipyard to prepare for repair work.
...
however.
Arriving at the shipyard, bad news came.
"The boatman is missing?"
"Uncle Li is missing?" Zhong Qi frowned deeply.
Old Uncle Li is an old boatman that his family is used to.
For as long as he can remember, this old Uncle Li has been working in the factory.
It’s unlikely that such a person would disappear without saying a word, right?
"Have you visited his house?" Zhong Qi asked.
"I asked Uncle Li's mother-in-law and she said he didn't come home last night."
Several boatmen were worried.
"Huh?" Zhong Qi's brows furrowed even deeper.
Think for a long time.
He took out ten spiritual stones and gave them to a boatman.
"You go to the Weiyuan Morning News and publish a missing person notice. The rest, buy some spiritual rice for Lao Li's wife and children." "The
rest of you, let's get to work."
At this time, I didn't know what to do.
Zhong Qi suddenly glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw what seemed to be a white figure standing in the shadowed corner of the shipyard.
He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and the white shadow disappeared.
"What..."
But Zhong Qi didn't notice that behind him, a pale figure was staring at him.
Gulu.
Turning his cold scarlet eyes.
...
a few days later.
Zhongfu.
Paper money is flying, sadness and joy are sad.
Servants and maids in white mourning clothes walked through the mansion.
The whole house was filled with a sad low pressure.
"Have you heard?"
"Master Zhong is dead, and the formation genius of the Zhong family has also become a madman..." "
Is it that Zhong Qi? What are you talking about, a monster we can't see, killing his father?"
"This kid also bumped into the foundation-building overhaul under Zhenren's sect. Fairy Yuqing was kind and forgave him!"
Near the Zhong Mansion.
In the teahouse across the street.
Bai Xiuying looked at Zhongfu, her eyes darkened slightly, and she shook her tea cup.
"I always feel that this matter is not that simple..."
"That Zhong Qi doesn't look like a lunatic." "
Fairy Bai, you are worrying too much... I have used the Nine Instruments Soul Measuring Talisman, but there is no reaction."
"In my opinion, the monster is indeed there, but it has left long ago."
"That boy Zhong was simply frightened and became hysterical. He said that the monster was behind us..."
Her partner, the Fairy City Guest Qing, frowned. frowned.
Immediately, he said again.
"Nowadays, people in the outer city are in panic, and more than a dozen people die every day..." "
Let's solve the case as soon as possible and kill this evil cultivator who controls evil things and kills innocent people indiscriminately in the outer city!" "
In this way, we can calm people's hearts and let this big disaster happen. The auction was successfully held."
"Yeah...that's right." Bai Xiuying nodded.
He glanced at Zhongfu.
...
Zhong Mansion.
Zhong Qi's hair was disheveled and her eyes were red.
"Why...why can't you see..."
"Who can help me? Is there any other foundation builder..."
He murmured in the room.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and found a whalebone brooch from the drawer!
"Please..."
(End of chapter)