Feng Tudao sucked the black blood, and the nutrients were peeled off from it, and a stream of water poured into Chen Jiu's body along the handle of the knife. After the battle, he not only did not feel tired, but his spirit and physical strength became fuller.

[Drinking Blood] This feature is in line with the style of fighting to support the war.

More than a dozen Ruilong brains were lying quietly on the table, filled with strange fragrance, completely covering the thick blood.

【Ruilongnae】

Effect: The magical incense overseas can last for decades.

Quality: Excellent

"Good stuff."

Chen Jiu's eyes lit up slightly. The spices were of no use to him, but depending on the effect and quality, it should be worth a lot.

He found a clean small bowl and put Ruilong's head on to take back the personal space that was about to be filled. Then, Chen Jiu came to the headless corpse of the Tubo monk, squatted down, and reached out to grop.

【Sanskrit of Sanskrit in Human Skin】

Effect: After reading, there is a certain probability of getting blessing [Happy Zen·First Level] or skill [Cooking and Supplement]

Quality: Excellent

Nothing else was found except this scripture.

"That's it?"

Chen Jiu muttered.

The Wild Maoshan looked good in his pocket, but unfortunately he escaped. [Shenwuluo favors] did not have an additional speed bonus like [Xiongkulu blood reward], otherwise he could try to hunt.

The black blood was dizzy and the handwriting was protruding.

Time: The thirteenth year of Tianbao in Tang Dynasty (754)

Location: Chang'an, 108.6 degrees east longitude, 33.6 degrees north latitude

【task bar】

1. Collect fur/bone/flesh/scal/scal/living souls containing Qi-like aliens/sperms/yin objects (the minimum five types, no upper limit, quantity and quality will affect event evaluation).

Progress: (0/5)

2. Win the top three Yi Ren in the Taishang Xuanyuan Headlight Club (the mission failure will be forced to return and a certain number of points will be deducted. When the ferryman points are negative, the trial committee will be handed over to the trial committee for approval and punishment).

Stayed time: five minutes

The next moment, the Tubo monks scattered into the light spots and entered their chests, and the first task also changed from zero to one.

A strange man, monster, silly thing...

Taishang Xuanyuan Headlight Club...

Chen Jiu stared at the taskbar and touched her chin.

As soon as he got the [Shenwuluo Lue], he was sent to such a mysterious and eccentric Tang legend world, and he also met two demonic monks who were fighting on a narrow road. If all this was purely coincidental, he would never believe it. It seems that the bitter boat will flexibly allocate events based on the characteristics of the ferryman.

Suddenly, Yuguan, who was lining up with a cold robe, felt a burst of coldness.

Chen Jiu's eyes flashed and he looked around.

The fragrance lingers in the restaurant, and the sky outside the window is clear and the air seems to be clear, but his brows are getting tighter and tighter. His long knife retracts the space and leaves quickly.

...

The sunlight blew into the lobby from the open doors and windows, shining on the walls. Although no one was there, it reflected a few shadows.

Wow,

Accompanied by a fog, the shadows of the walls emerged out of thin air.

When the smoke dissipated, several bad people in black clothes stood there, holding various weapons, including military crossbow arrows, with seal characters engraved on them.

The leader was the middle-aged man, blinded with one eye, his chin and beard was as messy as weeds. He wore a horizontal scabbard around his waist, but it was several inches shorter than the ordinary horizontal scabbard.

"Big Hong Pao, black and thin, Tubo monk..."

The man looked around and his eyes finally locked on the black and blood-dappled headless body, and his pupils shrank slightly.

"Tao Yan, this..." The bad guy next to him widened his eyes.

"Look for someone, ask."

The middle-aged man pulled over an empty table, sat upwards, took out a handful of mint leaves from the sack at his waist, and put them in his mouth and chewed them.

The shopkeeper and the waiter were pulled out from behind the counter, standing in front of the middle-aged man with his hands behind his back, sweating all over his head.

"I am Yan Wulang, the bad commander of Chang'an County." The middle-aged man lowered his eyes, "What happened just now and who was in trouble? Come quickly and don't hide it."

"Here, right."

The shopkeeper nodded quickly,

"It's so, so..."

After hearing this, Yan Wulang frowned slightly, "You said, is the monk who killed this monk a monk who appeared out of thin air?"

“Yes, right,”

The shopkeeper nodded quickly,

"The hair is short and very short, almost like a bald man. At first glance, he looks like a tough guy who has returned to secular life."

"Use a knife?"

“Yes, right,”

Another nod of the shopkeeper's chicken pecking at the rice.

"The long sword is five or six feet long, and the head is still glowing red, and it can drink blood."

"Yizhuhenmo, which one?"

"This... the villain doesn't know..."

"Then draw."

The bad guy took out the paper and pen and patted the table.

The shopkeeper took the pen and drew it. Not long after, a long knife that was as narrow as a seedling appeared on the paper.

Yan Wulang picked up the painting and looked at it for a while, and spit out a bite of the chewed mint residue.

"Remember, on the second day of the first lunar month of Tianbao, there was a young stranger in Huixianju in the West Market. He had no name or origin, and he had a short hair. He held a long sword and drank human blood. His shape was strange and he looked like a seedling. Well, that's it."

"Yan Shuai, killing people violates the Tang Dynasty's law. Let's... let's put the sea arrest document?" asked the bad guy who recorded it in a paper sheet.

"Fuck."

Yan Wulang raised his hand and slapped him on the back of his head.

"The Taishang Xuanyuan Headlight Club, where various countries come to pay tribute, and many strange people gather in Chang'an. Those who have no names, surnames, no hometowns, and no place to know the size. Those who kill and cause trouble don't care. Do you want to catch those who are righteous? Isn't there a demon Taoist priest? Let him go."

"Here."

The bad man hurriedly left with a paper thin.

"Shopkeeper, I'm in a hurry. I haven't eaten lunch yet. I'll have a bowl of mutton, a few veal cakes, and sprinkle more sesame seeds..."

The speech suddenly paused, and Yan Wuro raised his head.

There was a pigeon standing on the beam of the house, and his little black bean-like eyes were shining.

"Shishuai Yan, what's wrong?"

"It's meat."

"Meat?"

Yan Wulang didn't say anything anymore, pulled out another crossbow from his back, lowered his head and played with it in his hand.

Without raising your eyes to look, your fingers wrapped in thick cocoons were placed on the sling, and with a light push, a crossbow with iron light suddenly ejected out, shooting the pigeon into the opposite direction!

...

The sharp leaf-shaped arrows came straight into their eyes. Chen Jiu subconsciously closed his eyes and felt a thrill on his forehead.

At this moment, he was standing in the ready-to-wear shop opposite the restaurant, carrying an ordinary bird cage in his hand.

[He Daotai's Baby Cage]

Effect: Affinity for birds, control birds (limited to one), and can share vision.

"Bad person?"

Chen Jiu whispered.

He had heard of bad people and recognized the iconic weapons - iron rulers, long hooks, and retaining guests.

Bad man, a foreign officer in charge of detecting and arresting arrests in the Tang Dynasty, the leader of the bad commander has no rank and belongs to the category of officials. Who knew that in this world of Tang legend, he was busy with the job of pursuing evil spirits.

The starling cage can only share vision, but cannot share hearing, but Chen Jiu also saw clearly that when the book was turning the page, the top was densely packed with words and pictures...

That's the case...
Chapter completed!