Fantasy, The Cultivation Base From The Previous Life Cannot Be Sealed

Chapter 653 Investigating Information

In the center of Shencheng, a great mountain broke through the sky.

Nine dragon veins lie dormant underground, showing the trend of nine dragons holding stars.

The Ji family is in this natural blessed land.

At the foot of the mountain, there are many small cities where ordinary people live and thrive, dotted on the dragon veins.

Sun Xiaokong chose one at random, flew from the clouds and landed on the bustling street, attracting pedestrians to stop and look sideways.

But it was only a short glance before returning to normal.

Here is located above the dragon veins, Spiritual Qi is sufficient, and the most indispensable thing is the cultivator, and flying in the sky is a trivial matter that the Foundation Establishment cultivator can easily do.

"Boss, here are ten steamed buns!" Sun Xiaokong went straight to the steamed stuffed bun stand near the street.

Because the Master once said that one should take care of business first when inquiring about news, so the information obtained will be more accurate.

"Okay!" A small man less than four feet tall responded, and then tiptoed to wrap ten buns with paper.

"Guest officer, ten coins..."

Sun Xiaokong directly took out two broken pieces of silver and handed them over.

He just robbed it from a big family for the convenience of questioning.

"Little friend, where is your adult?"

"Who is the child, you are the child, and your whole family..." The little man was about to get angry, but he looked up and saw the silver bill handed over, and he immediately smiled.

"Thank you uncle!"

"..." Sun Xiaokong couldn't help being speechless looking at the wrinkled face in front of him.

Damn, sloppy...

"Uncle..."

"Stop! You're older than me!"

"Oh, young man," the four-foot little man said with a flattering smile, "do you have something to ask?"

Hearing this, Sun Xiaokong couldn't help being taken aback, and said in surprise, "How do you know that I have something to ask?"

The little one smiled.

"There is no one in this world who buys buns with money. If there is, it must be to inquire about the news..."

"You're really good!" Sun Xiaokong had to give a thumbs up.

"Guest officer, just ask, I don't know anything, I don't know anything, I'm known as a know-it-all!"

"Okay, then let me ask you, how is the reputation of the Ji family, but it has been done..." Before Sun Xiaokong finished speaking, he saw the four-foot little man running away like crazy carrying the stall.

"Hey, what are you running for?"

"My god, of course I have to escape, if I don't escape, I will be killed by you!"

In the blink of an eye, the four-foot figure disappeared into the street.

Sun Xiaokong couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Damn, this person is really not a thing. He blackmailed my money for nothing. You must know that the young master has worked so hard to snatch it!"

"Hahahaha..." Qi Huang smiled lightly and shook his head, "I didn't expect you to be cheated sometimes..."

Sun Xiaokong was a little annoyed, but he didn't delve into it too deeply. He thought that there are many people here anyway, so it's okay to ask another person.

But in the next moment, the pedestrians coming and going on the street all ran away.

Sun Xiaokong stared dumbfounded at the empty street, unable to recover for a long time.

"Fuck, what's going on with this group of people, I've seen hell in broad daylight..."

"What are ghosts? The word Jijia is a taboo here. It is a thousand times more terrifying than ghosts..." said the only beggar left on the street.

"Oh, so that's the case..." Sun Xiaokong nodded thoughtfully.

But at the same time, a little curiosity arose.

"Aren't they afraid of you?"

"Am I afraid? What am I afraid of? What is there to be afraid of now that I am like this..." the beggar laughed at himself.

"Compared to death, I seem to be more afraid of hunger..."

Hearing this, Sun Xiaokong immediately handed over the ten buns in his hand with understanding.

The beggar was not polite either, and took two bites of each, and all ten buns went in.

"Friend, I told you to eat slowly, and no one will grab it from you..." Sun Xiaokong reminded, fearing that the beggar would choke to death, he folded another ten buns for nothing.

After the beggar finished eating the steamed stuffed bun, he picked up a big Calabash beside him and drank a few mouthfuls of water, before belching contentedly.

"In our place, anyone who criticizes and criticizes Ji will have his or her family ransacked."

"Is the Ji family really so bossy?" Sun Xiaokong suddenly regained his energy.

It's good to be bossy, I'm afraid he won't be bossy.

Let's see if the young master doesn't kill him!

But the beggar shook his head.

"It's hard to say what the Ji family is like. They are like gods here, and they are not accessible to mere mortals."

"Then what do you mean by what you just said..." Sun Xiaokong asked doubtfully.

"Here, there are many big families or Sects looking forward to a little relationship with the Ji family, so they will try their best to please the Ji family, and they will not let go of the slightest chance, such as what you said just now..."

"Why, will they still kill people because of my casual question?"

"That's natural." The beggar sat down on the ground after eating and drinking. "For the sake of the buns, I advise you to leave early, otherwise you won't be able to leave in a while..."

Sun Xiaokong will naturally not leave.

Anyway, destroying one family is destroying, and destroying two families is also destroying. It is not a bad idea to have a plate of appetizers before eating a big meal.

Sure enough, in less than a quarter of an hour, a group of men came aggressively.

"Look, the lackeys are here." The beggar leisurely crossed his legs without raising his eyelids.

"They're the ones talking nonsense here?" asked Fatty, the leader with a pockmarked face.

"Yes, that's them." A short figure stepped out from behind Fatty, it turned out to be the little four-foot guy who sold the buns just now.

"You white-eyed wolf, you have given me so much money." Sun Xiaokong said bitterly,

"My God, I'm a white-eyed wolf, what can you do," the little man stood on tiptoe with a look of reluctance, "kill me if you have the ability..."

Before he finished speaking, a golden light flashed across the crowd, and the four-foot little guy's head shattered to the ground like a rotten watermelon, red and white filth splashed all over the nearby people.

Sun Xiaokong took back the Ruyi Scepter Dinghai needle and pestered the ground, cursing: "Damn, why do people always make such requests..."

"Ah—" After a short period of calm, the pockmarked Fatty yelled in horror.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"Give it to me!"

The team brought by Fatty also reacted, each of them rushed over with swords in hand and claws and claws.

"A trash who is not even a cultivator dares to act presumptuously in front of the young master, he is looking for death!" Sun Xiaokong snorted coldly, slowly raised his hand and shook it in the air.

"Bang bang bang..."

Dozens of human heads exploded into a bloody mist in an instant, and the headless corpse maintained a forward posture and took another ten steps before falling to the ground, blood dripping all over the floor.

Only the pockmarked face was left, Fatty stood shivering in the large swath of bright red, and yellow liquid continuously flowed out from the trouser legs.

"You... who the hell are you..."

But Sun Xiaokong didn't answer his question, but squinted his eyes and said to himself: "Fatty, these people can't do it, it's not enough for me to stick my teeth..."

"Go! Call your master!"