Chapter 30 Turning Mud Into Gold?

At night.

Ding Yi did not lie on the bed, but sat at the table and waited quietly for something.

I don't know how long it took, but Ding Yi, who had been sleeping with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, as if he noticed something.

At this time, the restlessness from last night came again. Ding Yi frowned and subconsciously glanced at the leaks in the room and found that it was already the ugly time.

"It seems that the Yin and Yang evil appears at the same time every night. There should be something like a formation operating."

Ding Yi thought in his heart.

Next, Ding Yi resisted the urge to light the oil lamp and prepared to see what was so special about Yunshen Pill.

And soon, Ding Yi seemed to notice something, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

When the yin and yang evil attacked Ding Yi last night, he obviously felt hot and hot all over his body, and beautiful scenes appeared in his dream. This situation was like a spring dream.

But today, when the evil spirits of Yin and Yang invaded, Ding Yi felt that there was only a moment of restlessness in his heart and then it quickly fell silent. Then, like Liu Xiahui, he lost his response to human instincts.

To put it bluntly, it is withered.

"I'm so stupid..."

Ding Yi was greatly surprised. He was shocked and speechless at the same time. He secretly thought that if a wizened person came, wouldn't he be walking sideways here?

However, although this elixir can ward off Yin and Yang evil spirits, will it really be a problem if you take too much of it?

Ding Yi couldn't help but shudder at the thought, and quickly lit the oil lamp on the table next to him.

The fiery red flame made Ding Yi feel a little warm, and he also saw the familiar reminder.

[You have refined Yin and Yang evil spirits, and your life span is +0.1 days]

[You have refined Yin and Yang evil spirits, and your life span is +0.1 days]

...

"There is no other way. Let's survive this period and find a solution as soon as possible."

Ding Yi looked at the beating prompts in front of his eyes and thought to himself.

Early the next morning, Ding Yi got up and left the house, and then planned to go to the Inspection Department to take a look.

The Inspection Department of Qingfeng County is subordinate to the county government and can be regarded as a military organization under the rule of Daliang.

The job of the Inspection Department is to inspect a county and specialize in handling some more difficult cases such as disasters, robberies and murders.

Needless to say, the barriers to entry for such a violent organization with law enforcement powers must be frighteningly high.

But Ding Yi had no choice. After all, if he wanted to live longer, he would have to deal with all kinds of evil spirits, so the Inspection Department was the best choice at the moment.

Soon, Ding Yi came to the inspection department station in the outer city after some inquiries.

The Inspection Department's residence in the outer city is also a small house, but it is much larger than the one Ding Yi lives in. There is also a person on duty at the door, as if strangers are not allowed to enter.

In fact, there are not many pedestrians outside the Inspection Department. The residents here seem to be very afraid of the Inspection Department, and they always take a detour when passing here.

Ding Yi stood at the intersection and looked at the Inspection Department on the opposite side with a murmur in his heart.

"Just go up and ask directly?"

While Ding Yi was hesitating, he heard two people passing by talking quietly to each other.

"This inspector is really unreasonable. There was quite a big fuss about Maliufang yesterday."

"Is it that Du Wu? I heard that he was arrested with his teeth smashed after he cursed the Inspector."

"Shh, stop talking nonsense."

"If I were a martial artist, I would also like to join the Inspectorate. How majestic!"

"You're the only one who's still a martial artist?! You don't even poop and look at yourself!"

While the two were chatting, they quietly looked at the inspection department over there, and the figure quickly disappeared from Ding Yi's sight.

"Wu Fu...it seems that you still have to meet certain conditions before you can join. Now we're in trouble."

Ding Yi muttered and frowned.

Although he now knows an ordinary swordsmanship and has practiced the Evergreen Kung Fu, both Qingyunzi and Li Baozheng said that he was not a martial artist when they first saw him. It was obvious that this martial artist had a unique ability. Judgment method.

Thinking of this, Ding Yi took another look at the inspection department over there, and then quietly left here. Obviously, with his current conditions, it is unlikely that he would join this inspection department.

Ding Yi, who left the inspection station, lowered his head and thought all the way. Unknowingly, he suddenly noticed that there were more and more pedestrians around him. He couldn't help but look up, only to find that another large mansion appeared in front of him.

Different from the inspection department just now, there were many people coming and going at the entrance of the big house in front of him, and some people even came in and out from time to time. This made Ding Yi subconsciously glance at the horizontal plaque hanging on the house.

"Bai's Martial Arts School".

Ding Yi's pupils shrank and he murmured.

Unknowingly, he followed the flow of people walking on the street and came to the door of this martial arts gym.

"By the way, martial arts school."

Ding Yi seemed to have thought of something. He looked at the open door of the Bai Family Martial Arts Hall, rolled his eyes, and immediately followed a man into it.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Ding Yi saw an old man sitting on a square table in the center. There were a few scattered people lined up in front of the square table, apparently registering something.

On the left and right of the entrance to the front hall directly opposite the small courtyard, there were two shirtless muscular men standing with their hands behind their backs, looking at the passers-by entering the courtyard like two door gods.

Ding Yi looked around the small courtyard, and then quietly came to the back of the square table where the little old man was sitting, intending to see what they were registering.

"The registration fee is thirty taels, and the monthly food expenses are ten taels, a total of forty taels!"

The old man said to the first person who was crowded in front of the table.

"I know, I know, I'll sign up now!"

The man carefully took out a small cloth bag from his arms, and then handed the bag to the old man respectfully.

The old man took the bag, opened it and looked at it, then weighed it in his hand, nodded, and then took out the roster to start registering.

"Name."

"Zhou Hai!"

"Age"

"21"

"Well, take the sign and go in."

The old man took out a sign from under the table and handed it to the man named Zhou Hai. Zhou Hai hurriedly thanked him and ran towards the front hall with the sign.

Ding Yi, who was behind the team, was stunned when he saw this scene.

What the hell? Forty taels? Did I hear it right?

This is fucking robbery!

Although he was prepared for the high registration fee, he was still shocked when he heard the number.

Zhou Hai, who took out forty taels, made Ding Yi feel incredible.

Didn't he say that the outer city was full of slums? How could someone be so rich? ?

While Ding Yi was shocked, the second person also started to pay for the registration, which suddenly gave Ding Yi an idea.

"It turns out that it's not that rich people don't have it, but that I can't get it."

Ding Yi sighed in his heart, touched the three taels of silver that had been hidden in his waist, and then hurriedly walked out of the Bai family martial arts hall in shame.

On the way home, Ding Yi felt that the scenery in his vision was gray, like a faded old photo, which made people feel desolate.

Forty taels of silver, where can I get it?

Without money, I can't enter the martial arts hall.

If I can't enter the martial arts hall, I can't gain the experience and knowledge of becoming a martial artist.

If I can't become a martial artist, I can't enter the Inspection Department. If I can't enter the Inspection Department, then my life will be like water without a source, and there will always be a day when it will be consumed.

"It's a dead end..."

When Ding Yi returned to his courtyard, it was almost noon.

On the way, he took the time to order a bowl of noodles at a roadside stall. Although he added chili, it didn't taste good. Obviously, Ding Yi was worried about the registration fee for entering the martial arts hall.

But when Ding Yi returned to the house and sat down to drink a sip of herbal tea, he calmed down a little and suddenly had a new idea.

He hurried to the yard, dug a small piece of mud from the ground, then wet it with water and kneaded it into the shape of a silver.

Immediately afterwards, Ding Yi used a bamboo stick to carve the word "gold" on the mud, and then stared at the mud in his hand, waiting for the prompt to appear.

After a breath, the familiar words appeared in Ding Yi's field of vision, but this time Ding Yi couldn't be happy at all.

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