Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 7: Blood God Cult

"What is that?" Zhao Changhe felt a little guilty. Is this book very popular? Why does it sound like everyone in the world must read it? The Bible is not on this level either. Then go back to the starting point and write a book with just this name, will it make you popular?

Luo Qi rolled his eyes, and before he had time to answer, he heard the sub-rudder say: "After the ceremony, you all practice your own practice. You two, come up and speak."

The two shut their mouths and walked around the blood pool to get on stage.

The attitude of the sub-rudder is neither cold nor hot: "You two are meritorious. It is the intention of the leader to give you a position to show our sincerity in seeking talents. Our Beimang branch was also established not long ago. Our new division is currently short of manpower in many divisions. I wonder what your strengths are, so I can use them according to your talents."

The sub-rudder is actually an acquaintance, the one who used a hidden weapon to beat Luo Zhenwu to a limp, named Fang Buping.

Luo Qi said first: "I have broken through the first level of the entrance."

Fang Buping looked at Luo Qi with some surprise: "Relying on the knowledge of the outer sect of the Luo family to break through to the next level?"

Luo Qidao: "Yes."

"It's not easy. He is a talented person." Fang Buping was obviously more knowledgeable than Zhao Changhe. He pondered for a moment and said: "In this winter, our division needs to go out to eat often. You can lead a team... You are qualified. ."

The so-called eating out is most likely to rob. I don’t know if Zhao Changhe understands it, but Luo Qi does. There was no change in his expression, and he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, helmsman, for your appreciation."

He knew that the "meritorious one" was not him, so he rushed to show his strength in the hope of gaining attention. The effect is not bad, at least he has become a small boss and is no longer an accessory to Zhao Changhe in the eyes of others.

Fang Buping seemed to be able to read his thoughts, and smiled slightly, without comment, his eyes fell on Zhao Changhe: "What about you?"

Zhao Changhe said: "I have never practiced martial arts."

Fang Buping smiled, with some irony: "The movements and luck of Luo Zhenwu when you stabbed the knife can be seen by anyone who knows it. You have never practiced it at all. So what other abilities do you have, literacy? Arithmetic ?"

Although Zhao Changhe feels that he can make a living by doing housework with his modern knowledge, he is not here to make a living.

He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said: "I heard from brothers on the way that the Holy Cult has a different approach. There are many types of exercises that do not necessarily need to be practiced from a young age... Can I formally join the Cult and learn it? The work of the Holy Religion?"

Fang Buping narrowed his eyes.

The conditions for teaching the Blood God Sect's magical skill, the Blood God Sect, are stringent, and he himself has not reached this level. But when it comes to joining a religion and teaching some good core skills, this is obviously possible.

Zhao Changhe is different from Luo Qi. He actually handed in the certificate of surrender and killed the person she wanted to rescue in front of the head of Daxia Town Demon Division. This kind of person can only follow them all the way to the dark side. It can be absorbed into the core congregation.

The reason why they were allowed to enter the altar to speak was because the leader intended to absorb the followers, otherwise neither of them would be able to enter.

It’s just that Fang Buping felt very unhappy.

The one who injured Luo Zhenwu first was himself! The credit slipped away from his hands, but this country bumpkin took advantage of him. Although the head of the Tang Dynasty had arrived at that time, he indeed could not kill Luo Zhenwu, but Zhao Changhe was unhappy and jealous.

Since the leader of the church doesn’t pay too much attention to it, if he leaves it to himself, he can either give it to him or not. Even if he wants to join the cult, he can let it sit for a few months...

He was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Not only the skills of our Blood God Sect... but all the skills that are called magic skills by the outside world are considered 'quick success and instant benefit' in their eyes, and most of them do not require years of training from childhood. , and the progress is rapid, but there are also many negative aspects, such as... it is very painful to practice, and it is easy to become obsessed."

Zhao Changhe said: "I am mentally prepared for this."

Fang Buping sneered: "What's the use of being mentally prepared? If you don't have faith in God, how can you resist pain, and who will protect you from going crazy? You don't even know what the Blood God is, how can you believe in it?"

Fuck... Zhao Changhe could only say: "I will understand it well."

"We are a sect, not a sect. Before you believe in the Blood God, you cannot join the religion." Fang Buping showed a smug smile: "Don't say that we don't reward meritorious people... Before you take the examination for joining the religion, I can teach you the side branch technique first, which is called Blood Evil Technique, which can be regarded as a foundation for other magical techniques in the teaching. In the future, if you truly become a brother in the teaching, the guardian of the teaching will teach you the magical techniques."

Zhao Changhe hesitated to speak and could only say, "Thank you, Captain Fang."

Fang Buping waved his hand: "Go ahead. Currently you are only allowed to live in the village and are not allowed to enter the altar without being summoned. But tonight you can add a chicken drumstick as a reward."

Zhao Changhe: "..."

Nima, for such a great contribution, will he be rewarded with a side branch technique and a chicken drumstick? I am afraid that the helmsman is not so friendly to me, and he will still have small shoes to wear in the future.

What can be done?

Obviously there cannot be any good people in the Demon Cult. I have already had a premonition that there will be thorns all over the place. Take your time, at least now you have the technique.

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At night.

In the cottage, Zhao Changhe was still arranged to live with Luo Qi, and they slept on the same bed in a wooden house.

Actually, this is how we arranged our stay at the hotel on the way back. However, Luo Qi got into a fight with her bad face on the way and never slept with Zhao Changhe. Zhao Changhe took the bed without any courtesy, so Luo Qi could only lie down. Sleep on the table.

Zhao Changhe has no sympathy at all. Is anyone forcing you to lie down on the table? Pretentious.

Tonight, however, he tried to pull Luo Qi up from the table: "Since you have lost your straight face and are willing to talk to me, why are you still lying on the table? Go to bed."

Luo Qi retracted his wrist, and Zhao Changhe found that he couldn't even touch this senior brother who seemed to be thin and weak. As expected, he was really awesome at the entrance level. He reluctantly stopped: "Why are you so arrogant? The current conditions are not that you have a private courtyard outside the outer gate. You always have to squeeze in when you should squeeze in. Is it possible to lie on the table all the time?"

Luo Qi said coldly: "I'm not used to sleeping with others."

Zhao Changhe sneered: "What if the other person is a woman?"

Luo Qi looked him up and down for a long time, and also sneered: "Do you know that you have scars on your face now, and your appearance is hideous? If you were a woman, you would be extremely ugly, and I would kick her out if she came to your door. ."

Are there any scars on your face? Zhao Changhe hadn't looked in the mirror for a long time, so he didn't know for sure. When he rescued the child in Zhao's house, he was indeed scratched, but it was never dealt with. It probably turned into a scar.

"It's good to have a scar." Zhao Changhe said lightly: "It can remind me what I should do."

Luo Qi narrowed his eyes.

Zhao Changhe crossed his arms and looked at Luo Qifeng's eyes and slender eyebrows, tut-tutting: "I'm a bit ugly, but it would be okay if you were a woman... You don't need to be a woman, just put on women's clothes. ."

Luo Qi frowned: "Do you think I can't kill you?"

"Uh..." Only then did Zhao Changhe remember that this was not **** with male ketones in this world. Friends in this world would just laugh when they heard such words. People here probably really want to hack you to death, and no one is there to be friends. .

Thinking of this, Zhao Changhe felt uninterested and changed the world: "Okay, you sleep on the bed and give me the table."

Luo Qi's face froze with anger, and she asked curiously: "Why did you suddenly change your temper? You were lying on the big bed all the way, and you didn't even ask me a question."

"At that time, I felt that I didn't owe you anything. It seemed that I had saved you. Why should I stick up to you if you gave me a cold face? Everything is over now..."

"I can't tell, you are not very capable and have a bad temper."

"Ah... each other." Zhao Changhe waved his hand: "Go to sleep, I will read a book - I won't say that you don't want to lie down with me? You really have a lot of things to do as a grown man. ”

Luo Qi: "...read your book."

The book refers to the secret book of "Blood Evil Technique".

Although the cottage is new, it has everything. There is an oil lamp in the house, but the light is dim to Zhao Changhe. But he miraculously found that he was not struggling. This so-called "eye behind the back" seemed to not only strengthen his normal vision and hearing, but also give him some night vision. He felt that there was still room for exploration.

It’s just that the traditional Chinese characters look really tired.

It seemed that Fang Buping threw the secret book to him casually, without looking too valuable, but Zhao Changhe found that the surrounding believers were quite envious when they saw his booklet.

I don’t know if it’s because this skill is really good, or because as long as it’s a skill, it’s already very difficult for ordinary people to get...

It's a pity that I shouldn't have just gotten this little thing in exchange for my certificate of nomination.

He was sitting at the table, looking at the secret book, and Luo Qi was leaning on the bedside to look at him.

Seeing his lost look, Luo Qi also had a gloating smile on his lips, and comforted him leisurely: "There's no need to be depressed, it's okay if you can get the Blood Demon Technique..."

Zhao Changhe said: "Have you heard of this?"

"This technique is still famous, and I have indeed heard about it a little bit." Luo Qi said leisurely: "It is said that only gangsters who have made meritorious service under the Blood God Sect can teach it, in order to quickly form combat effectiveness. It can be seen that the advantage of entering the country quickly is There is indeed some, and judging from the envious attitude of others, it is considered a good thing, and it is much better than my breaking the outer sect technique. Of course, since it is allowed to teach non-staff gangsters, there is no limit to how good it can be. ..."

Zhao Changhe asked: "Since it's okay, do you want it? This booklet doesn't say it can't be read by others."

"You are very loyal." Luo Qi was a little surprised: "You got this in exchange for your merits. Just give it to me if you say you will?"

Zhao Changhe sighed: "The Demon Cult is not a good place... We are connected by destiny now. Why don't we stick together and wait to be bullied? Who should share the credit."

Luo Qi looked at him for a long time, the gloating smile disappeared, and his voice became much softer: "Although I didn't say not to show it to others, I can't guarantee that I didn't mean to test you. Captain Fang's attitude towards you is not very good. , you’d better be careful not to get caught.”

Zhao Changhe scratched his head and said nothing.

Luo Qi said again: "Besides, I have already laid the foundation for my mental method. This is of no use to me. What is really useful to me is to find an opportunity to go back to Luojiazhuang and see under the ruins." Is there any core technique passed down from father to son in the Luo family? I hope it won’t be poached."

After a pause, he added: "Well... if you want this heart-breaking technique from me, I'm not stingy. I'll give it to you if you want to learn it. But as I said before, your age is not very suitable for practicing this. I'm afraid it would be more appropriate to be an authentic insider."

Zhao Changhe didn't care about the technique of breaking the outer sect, but still looked down at the Blood Evil Technique in his hand. Judging from the introduction in the booklet, this thing is probably one of the most suitable exercises for his current situation.