"What are you going to do?"
Sheng Feinan raised his eyebrows. He would not have been interested in this kind of thing before, but now he has a younger mentality.
Many new things were also tried.
Feng Liusi also cast a curious look.
Kaxiu smiled and took out a silver coin from his suit pocket. The word 50 was printed on the front and a portrait was printed on the back. It didn't look like the current currency, but more like an antique currency issued at a certain stage in the past kingdom era. But its surface was very new, as if it was coated with a layer of silver-white material.
He bent his index finger and flicked his thumb upward. The silver coin rolled in the air, reflecting light slightly, and finally fell down and was caught by two fingers.
"It's simple. Mercury will make dark creatures feel weak and disgusted. Although it's not very useful, it's still easy to force them to show a state that is completely different from that of ordinary people..."
There was something evil in the smile on Kasu's face.
"..." Feng Liusi was silent for a while, then looked up and said.
"So on the first day we arrived in Donghai City, you asked me to ask the Blood Eagle Organization to prepare a batch of mercury-plated coins just for this?" He, who was always calm, was also a little speechless.
"Of course not."
Kaxiu took out a handful of coins from his pocket. He lowered his head and counted them one by one while explaining: "In the previous battle with the Blood Spirit Society, I tested the effect of mercury. It has a greater impact on parasitic dark creatures than on physical dark creatures. Such mercury coins can even affect undead-level dead blood. It's like someone who doesn't like spicy food accidentally eats chili peppers and will involuntarily show discomfort."
"The test is over, and I still have a handful of coins left. I thought I shouldn't waste them. Why not find some fun for the Blood Spirit Society?"
After saying this, Kaxiu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
Feng Liusi now inexplicably felt that this man was a little sinister.
"I'll go for a walk and come back to see this Spiral Eye Sword later." Kaxiu walked away with a coin in his hand.
At the same time.
In an office in the back hall of the Tulip Antique Exhibition.
The white-haired old man was tying his tie. He was wearing a brown suit. Although he looked old, his body was still lean and muscular. He exuded a strong aura.
Next to him, a middle-aged man was waiting quietly.
He hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help asking.
"Teacher, are you sure you want to go to the antique exhibition hall in person? In fact, we disciples can do these things."
"Leave it to you?" The old man shook his head at the mirror placed diagonally in the corner and said, "Then what happened yesterday?"
"I can feel the undercurrents in Kula City, with multiple forces fighting in the shadows. There are even people in the organization called the Blood Spirit Society who can defeat me. You are not good enough..."
"It will only be of some use if I go and shake it."
The old man said in a low voice: "It will be fine after today. Tomorrow, the Sect Master will handle the affairs of the main sect and arrive in Kula City."
"It will be almost done by then. The antique exhibition will go on safely as usual, and the matter of dealing with the Blood Spirit Society will also proceed."
He fastened his tie and turned around. The sunlight from the French window shone on half of his body, bringing a scorching warmth.
"Teacher Oro, your injury..." the middle-aged man said carefully.
"It's okay. I'm much better after a week of recuperation. Let's go and take a look at the exhibition hall." The old man named Oro opened the door and disappeared at the end of the corridor with the middle-aged man.
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The design of the Tulip Antique Exhibition Hall has always been good. It looks quite spacious and bright at first glance, with large glass floor-to-ceiling windows on one side, allowing natural sunlight from the outside to shine in.
The marble floor is slightly reflective, and some corners are covered with soft brown carpets. The two main halls are connected by a long corridor, and visitors move back and forth from time to time. There are some side halls around the main hall, which are classified from 01 to 10.
Next to the antiques covered by glass on the pillars, there will be simple text introducing their history and their estimated value.
"Three hundred thousand to five hundred thousand federal coins. My God, can a stone be so expensive?" a slightly immature female voice whispered.
"There's an introduction next to it. It's not a stone, but the broken tip of a spear. It was a spear used by Count Frank during the Imperial period five hundred years ago. It's just that it's severely rusted, and the edges have been completely smoothed out, leaving only a weathered and blunt piece of metal."
A boy who is familiar with history talked about it based on the simple information next to the antiques. He occasionally added some information, which attracted a little attention.
This is the entrance to Hall 04, located at the edge of the main hall on the east side. Seven or eight young boys and girls dressed as students gathered here, observing curiously, and some took out notebooks to keep taking notes. It seemed to be the topics and homework assigned by the school.
Next to the students, there were two people dressed as teachers, a man and a woman. They were chatting, and occasionally their eyes lit up at some elegant scholars who hurriedly passed by, and they came forward to say hello.
Unconsciously, the two of them were already quite far away from the group of students. Exhibition Hall 04, this is the landscape painting area.
A group of 16- or 17-year-old children walked in, their faces full of curiosity. They were too young to appreciate other types of antiques, and at most they were just joining in the fun. But the paintings were beautiful to be felt directly, and there were one or two art students present. The introduction of each painting was quite immersive, which attracted praise from everyone.
04 At the intersection of the exhibition hall is a colorful oil painting.
This painting was created by a famous painter. The dusk sky in the painting presents a gradient of colors, with layers of paint, from red to purple and then to yellow. The river in the lower part of the painting also presents a reflection, with a sense of magnificence in the shimmering waves.
At first glance, I felt quite shocked.
"Antonio Hopkins, a famous oil painting master of the Red Lebanese Federation, was born in Windsor County, between 48 and 75 years of the Federation calendar..."
Some students read the message next to the painting.
"He's only 27 years old, what a pity, a meteoric talent..."
A girl sighed.
When everyone was gathered around a painting to admire it, a man walked in, looking no different from an ordinary visitor.
He walked behind the students, stopped, and took a look.
His eyes seemed to be scanning all the paintings in Hall 04 from right to left, but in fact, they were fixed on the group of young students with a wolf-like gaze.
Three parts desire, three parts hunger, and four parts fear.
What a delicious lamb! The more immature and ignorant it is, the more pure fear it will have when it is afraid, the man thought darkly.
If it weren't for the fact that the forces behind the antique exhibition were not easy to mess with, and if there were not a lot of security personnel inside and outside the exhibition hall, he would have taken action long ago. In recent days, there has been serious turmoil within the Blood Spirit Society, and the top management barely suppressed some bad news. They also repeatedly emphasized and reminded people not to cause trouble for the time being and not to reveal their identities.
There is a mysterious force targeting them, so don't show any flaws. The man actually sneered at such a warning in his heart, because the Blood Spirit Society had never been afraid of anyone.
But this was an order from his superior, so he had to obey.
So even though he was itching to do it now, he could only stare at these tender-skinned students and swallow his saliva quietly.
Dark creatures like dead blood have beast-like instincts in their bodies. The man didn't dare to look at it anymore, fearing that he couldn't help it. He withdrew his gaze before the students could react, and pretended to look at the oil painting on the right from a distance.
Out of the corner of his eye, the man saw someone looking over here.
Glance sideways.
It was a young man with golden hair, wearing a black suit, standing on the carpet. In his left hand, he held a cup of hot tea from the waiter, and in his right hand, he was flipping a coin. He seemed to have noticed the man's gaze.
The young man looked at him and smiled kindly.
The man was stunned.
He also forced a fake smile towards the "food".
He felt a little uncomfortable and turned his head away. Just as he was about to take a step, he felt a chill on his neck. A cold hard object seemed to have fallen into his shirt and slid down to the waist.
"What is that?" The man looked up at the ceiling.
Smooth and clean, no foreign objects falling off.
He was about to reach out his hand in confusion, but he felt that the object that fell in was as hot as a branding iron. His spine shuddered, and disgust and discomfort rushed into his heart. Goosebumps stood up all over the man's body, and his breathing became heavy.
“Oh… Damn it!”
His throat seemed to gasp, squeezing out a trace of broken air.
That thing was not dangerous. It simply made the blood spirit in his body violent, as if it had received a great stimulation.
“I can’t control it anymore!”
The man's heart skipped a beat, and the next moment his eyes turned blood red. Blood immediately flowed out of his eyes, mouth, nostrils, and ears, hanging in the air like a ribbon.
His whole body trembled, and red hair grew out uncontrollably. This mane was hard and twisted, like a steel needle that could easily pierce through the fabric of a suit, just like a spike.
"What...what happened, sir?"
At the back of the group of students, a girl wearing glasses noticed something strange about the man next to her and kindly walked over to ask.
As she got closer, the girl saw the ugly face covered with mane, which looked like an unbearable monster.
“Ahhh!
!”
Never question the decibel level of a woman when she is frightened. This high-pitched fright could be heard by almost half of the main hall.
Suddenly, some visitors nearby looked in this direction with puzzled eyes. The security guards in black suits, strong and powerful, with cold temperaments, immediately rushed over. They were not ordinary people, but disciples of the Cloud Dog Fist.
When encountering a situation, he would speed up and move very quickly.
In an instant, four or five figures rushed towards the direction of Exhibition Hall 04. The man from the Blood Spirit Society had not yet recovered from the brain-stimulating magic sound of the girl. He looked up and found himself surrounded by several strong men, and the way out was blocked.
"I… "
The man made a hoarse sound in his throat, like the growl of a wild animal. He was not stupid, and he knew that this was the territory of the Cloud Dog Fist, and it was not easy to mess with. He subconsciously wanted to disguise himself.
However, looking at his hands covered with blood-red mane and his claws whose bones were gradually deforming and lengthening, he didn't know what to say.
Three words popped out of his mouth subconsciously: "Fuck you!"
Who on earth threw something disgusting
He was fine originally, but when he opened his eyes again, he was surrounded by a big man
No, he doesn't want to be a man on both sides!
He subconsciously looked at the almost stunned students not far away. Capture a few hostages? This thought flashed through his mind.
The green eyes were blocked by a bald man with a face full of flesh. The man grinned, revealing some yellow teeth: "Look at this, brothers, let's beat him together!"
The Blood Spirit Society's dirty stuff has been waiting for a long time! However, this parasitic dark creature is too hidden, and since that attack, it has become quite low-key. It has been hiding in the dark, and Cloud Dog Fist has difficulty finding any traces.
Results today.
There was a stupid guy who exposed himself.
How can I let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity
Four muscular men rushed forward together with a grim smile.
“Hehe, ahhhhhh…”
Outside Hall 04, a man screamed as he was beaten.
The blond young man took a sip of hot tea, reached into his arms with his right hand, pinched out another silver coin, and tossed it gently in his palm.
Walking leisurely in another direction.
After a few steps, Kaxiu felt the breath of the second dead blood. He stopped and looked over with a veiled look.
He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he saw an acquaintance.
A boy dressed in a black vest and dressed like a young master was standing in the crowd. Unlike the others who were joining in the fun, he stood far away and had no intention of going over to see what was going on.
"What a coincidence..."
Kaxiu smiled, remembering the boy. Then his eyes moved to the boy's side, where there was a woman in a red dress, about thirty years old, with heavy makeup, quite gorgeous.
Unlike the boy, she had an anxious look on her face.
There seemed to be a suppressed sense of panic.
Kaxiu pinched the silver coin and flicked his fingers. Then he switched the teacup from his left hand to his right hand and took a sip of the tea.
As his eyes moved, a few more coins appeared between his fingers.
In the crowd.
Youan seemed inexplicably calm, with a look of indifference on his delicate face. He was not at all curious about the sudden situation in Hall 04, and even felt like laughing a little because of the delicious lunch he was thinking about. He had grown up quietly a long time ago.
The young man's strong curiosity had been mostly extinguished on that bloody night. Don't look at what you shouldn't look at, don't know what you shouldn't know. Don't go to places where you shouldn't join in the fun, and stay away from danger.
This is the way of life that Yuan learned during this journey.
Even the old butler praised it highly.
I feel that Youan has grown up and his mind has been honed. Although it was in a frightening way, he finally understood something.
There was chaos in the exhibition hall.
Looking at his sister Heyman standing on tiptoe curiously about five or six meters ahead, Youan was disdainful, and a sense of superiority rose in his heart that he was a little different from his peers.
Just when he was about to look away out of boredom, Youan heard a panting sound beside him, which sounded more like a beast than a human!
He turned his head suddenly.
In the crowd nearby.
There seemed to be four or five visitors holding their faces and shaking.
The amplitude is getting bigger and bigger.
Until a large tuft of mane hair squeezed out from between his fingers.
Red like blood.