The Ancestor of All Zombies

Chapter 63: 063 Ice grass

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Some people have already shouted excitedly. For gambling on stones, the highlight is the moment it is cut. The feeling is indescribable.

In short, Feng Qingyang was also extremely excited. He held the stone cutting knife and cut inwards little by little, with very light force, for fear that one cut would destroy this ghost stone that only existed in the deep sea.

Stone cutting is also a skill. Feng Qingyang used to be an archaeologist and he is an expert at this kind of delicate work.

I saw him cutting horizontally and vertically with a knife. It seemed messy, but actually there was a natural pattern.

When Butcher Ding butchers an ox, he first observes the size of the ox and then chooses the right knife. He will not stop once he starts cutting. Only when he puts away the knife will you find that the ox has been cut up alive. And the ox will not feel any pain while being cut up. This is the essence of Butcher Ding's method.

Feng Qingyang concentrated his mind and held his breath, his spirit focused to the extreme. At this moment, he had forgotten that he was a zombie and where he was. The only thing in his eyes was the ghost stone collected from the endless sea and the stone-cutting knife in his hand that he used to cut open the body.

"Brother Feng... Can Qingyang cut stones?" Gui Yu at the side asked with a puzzled look on his face. Feng Qingyang looked like a veteran with the knife holding posture, but the problem was that this was his first time in the Dark Night Ghost Market!

Gui Feng was also full of doubts. He had always felt a sense of mystery towards Feng Qingyang. He could clearly feel that he was by his side, yet he always felt that he was very far away from him.

He looked at Gui Yu and the equally puzzled Gui Lei and Gui Dian, and said, "Don't make a sound, I believe in Brother Qing Yang!"

Similarly, the cultivators who were watching the excitement around them also held their breath. At this moment, the place was extremely quiet, and everyone was quietly watching him cut the stone.

As the saying goes, an expert can tell whether something is good or not with just one look. Looking at Feng Qingyang's appearance, who would still think of him as a fool who knows nothing

"Huh? There's something?" Feng Qingyang's hand trembled slightly. All his energy was concentrated on his hand. He could clearly feel the stone cutting knife touching something.

Thinking of this, he suddenly drew out the knife and pretended to be disappointed.

When everyone saw him draw out the knife, they were puzzled and looked at him while swallowing.

Feng Qingyang looked at the manager with difficulty and asked, "Does it mean that everything that is cut belongs to me?"

These words lacked any sense of confidence, which disappointed the people around. They thought they had seen a stone-cutting expert, but it turned out to be just a show-off. They were afraid that there was nothing good in the stone. Some people had already started to disperse.

The manager had seen Feng Qingyang's attitude before and was afraid that he might cut out some treasure, otherwise they would suffer a great loss. But now he seemed relieved and said with a smile: "Whatever is cut out will definitely belong to you. This is also the rule of our gambling house."

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Really?"

"real!"

"Okay, then watch me cut the stone!" This time he was very happy, as he believed there must be some treasure in this ghost stone.

It seems that he was pretending just to discourage the manager and some people watching around. If he gave away the treasure, the gambling house might go back on its word. Besides, there were only five of him in his group. Although their skills were not weak, they would only suffer losses if they really fought with the gambling house.

However, now that he had received the manager's affirmation, Feng Qingyang felt much more relieved. After all, words once spoken cannot be unsealed, and this was a matter of credibility for the gambling house.

The remaining onlookers secretly thought that something interesting was going to happen, so they gathered together again.

Feng Qingyang was seen holding a knife and cutting from the other end of the ghost stone. He cut it vigorously, like flowing clouds and water. There was an indescribable beauty in watching it.

"The art of butchering an ox!" He suddenly shouted softly, and with a flick of his wrist, the stone-cutting knife drew a large arc at an angle.

Crash!

When he put away his knife, he saw the ghost stone shattered to the ground, revealing a duck egg the size of a fist.

Duck eggs?!

Everyone was so shocked that they thought they would see some treasure, but it turned out to be an unknown strange egg. Immediately, all kinds of depressed or contemptuous voices were heard.

“Crack!”

But at this moment, the strange egg suddenly made a cracking sound, and a ray of light shot out along the crack.

"There's a treasure!" Someone shouted. They gathered together again.

Click… Click…

The strange egg's red umbrella broke open, revealing a small green grass growing inside it that looked like emerald. The grass was radiant with light, and everyone felt refreshed after just taking a bite. Their bodies actually expelled some impurities.

"Ice grass!"

"That's ice grass!" someone said in surprise. The onlookers' eyes suddenly lit up and they wanted to take it for themselves immediately.

Feng Qingyang was quick to grab the 'Ice Grass' in his hand, and at the same time, he took out a jade box from somewhere and put it into his storage ring.

Seeing that the 'Ice Grass' was taken away by Feng Qingyang, everyone felt empty in their hearts, as if their hearts had been stolen. They stared at Feng Qingyang with all kinds of lights flashing in their eyes, fearing that they had been targeted by some people with ulterior motives.

Feng, Lei, Yu and Dian stepped forward one after another and protected Feng Qingyang. Looking at the group of people who were eyeing them covetously, they were also extremely nervous.

But at this moment, the manager came over, glared at the people around him and said, "What do you want to do? Do you want to cause trouble in my gambling house in the Dark Night Ghost Market?"

He shouted loudly, and at the same time a powerful pressure swept out. It was not until this time that Feng Qingyang realized that his cultivation level was actually at the peak of the foundation building stage.

A cultivator at the peak of the foundation building stage is actually willing to act as a manager in a small gambling house. How much generosity and ability does it take to hire such a person

Feng Qingyang was secretly shocked, and at the same time he looked at him vigilantly. Now that the treasure was born, except for the four people of Feng, Lei, Yu and Dian, the others were all enemies.

The manager's shout and his pressure from the peak of foundation building obviously intimidated everyone. He no longer had the aura of a profiteer. He seemed to be a completely different person. He said, "If you want to cause trouble, you have to go to the Dark Night Ghost Market. If my gambling house takes action now, you'll have to think twice."

After saying that, he snorted coldly, and at the same time withdrew his gaze and looked at Feng Qingyang and others eagerly, saying: "My fellow Taoists are rare guests, please come to my house for a chat."

Looking at the wary eyes of Fengleiyudian and others, he hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I have no second thoughts..."

Feng, Lei, Yu, Dian and the other three were obviously relieved when they heard this. They knew a little about the background of the gambling house, so they turned around and looked at Feng Qingyang at the same time, as if asking for his opinion.

"Why are you looking at me? Why shouldn't we go if someone is treating us?" Feng Qingyang replied with a smile, but in fact, he had another plan in mind.

If I leave the Ghost Market like this, I'm afraid I'll be ambushed and killed halfway, so it's better to hide here first.

Hearing Feng Qingyang's boast, the manager was delighted and said, "Fellow Taoists, please follow me..."

As he spoke, he asked his men to manage the gambling house, and then took Feng Qingyang and others towards the mansion inside the gambling house!