During this period, Lin Fan discovered that Lin Shaofeng and Feng Xuecai, who had joined the sect together, were arriving one after another.
Logically speaking, for them to enter the sect earlier than half a year, it was likely that the sect was trying to fill the empty spots.
At that moment, Lin Fan thought of Wang Baole. As he had not betrayed the sect after being injured, Wang Baole had the opportunity to become an official member earlier.
Seeing that Wang Baole had yet to arrive, Lin Fan guessed that it was likely that the Yin Qi in his body had yet to be purged. Therefore, he decided to make a trip to Hongbin Restaurant to extract the remaining Yin Qi from Wang Baole's body.
This time, although Lin Fan was still dressed casually, he had a saber hanging by his waist, making him look very impressive.
Of course, Lin Fan did not carry the saber to show off but to protect himself.
In this world, it was not safe to leave the house at any time.
Although they were both at the entry stage, the defensive capabilities of his Blood Collapsing Fist were completely inferior to the Blood Frenzy Eighteen Sabers. The saying "an inch longer is an inch stronger, and an inch shorter is an inch more dangerous."
When he arrived at Hongbin Restaurant, Lin Fan first went to find his uncle. When he arrived at his uncle's room, he saw that the door was locked from the outside, and his uncle was not around.
She looked around the restaurant but didn't see him. She was a little surprised. By right, her uncle should be here at this time.
Then, he went straight to Wang Baole's room.
Wang Baole could not be compared to Xia Qiusheng. Xia Qiusheng's Blood Qi was rich and powerful, and he could completely force the Yin Qi out of his body.
Wang Baole had only just gained entry to the Blood Fostering Technique, so not only was his Blood Qi unable to force the Yin Qi out, his cultivation was also constantly suppressed. Therefore, he was unable to become an official member earlier.
With regards to this, Wang Baole was depressed, especially when he heard that the three people who had joined the sect at the same time as him had become official members. When he looked at the saber hanging by Lin Fan's waist, he was both envious and extremely dejected.
At that moment, as he touched Lin Fan's saber, he stammered, "Lin Fan, when can I become an official disciple like you?"
"I finally understand. The higher-ups said that I would become an official member earlier, but they were just trying to fool me. From the looks of it, not only can I not become an official member earlier, but I might even fall behind. This Yin Qi is as difficult to deal with as a ghost. Even though there's not much of it left, there's no way to get rid of it …"
Lin Fan said, "Baole, what did the higher-ups say about your recovery?"
Wang Baole removed Lin Fan's saber from his waist and played with it in his hands. He looked as though he could not bear to part with it as he said, "That day, the Deputy Sect Master came to ask me personally. His eyes kept sizing me up, giving me goosebumps. I told him that I ate a Blood Rejuvenation Pill every day and even lied that I persisted in my cultivation despite my injuries. He nodded and did not ask any further questions. Then, he praised me and encouraged me, saying that as long as all the Yin Qi in my body was expelled, I would be promoted to an official member.
After that, he left. "
Upon hearing that, Lin Fan secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He patted Wang Baole on the shoulder and extracted the remaining Yin Qi from his body. "Baole, the Deputy chief was right. You did well. You persisted in your cultivation. I believe you will recover soon. I'll wait for you in the official disciple zone."
"Thank you, Lin Fan. Even though I know you're comforting me, I still have to thank you. If not for your visits and encouragement, I probably wouldn't have survived until now," Wang Baole said. "Just because of this, I have to treat you to a meal today."
"Okay, then I won't stand on ceremony," Lin Fan said.
"Order a few more dishes today, as well as a jar of good wine. Call Master as well," Wang Baole said. "It's all thanks to Master that I was able to recover from my injuries."
The Master that Wang Baole was referring to was, of course, Xia Qiusheng.
Xia Qiusheng's rank had been promoted, from Incense Chief to Deputy Chief. With that promotion, he received better treatment.
For example, when he went out, he used to travel on a large horse. Now, the sect gave him a luxurious horse carriage with a coachman.
Lin Fan asked, "Right, Baole, where's my uncle? Why isn't he around?"
Wang Baole said, "I heard that murders happened in the Eight Treasures Restaurant and Feng Ji Teahouse on the same street. They were killed in broad daylight. Master must be patrolling the streets with his men."
Lin Fan said, "My uncle isn't in charge of Eight Treasures Restaurant and Feng Ji Teahouse, right?"
Wang Baole said, "Master has been promoted to Deputy Chief. He has more power and responsibilities. Now, not only is he in charge of Hongbin Restaurant, but he is also in charge of the entire Guang Wu Street."
"Sigh, that's true. Guang Wu Street used to be quite peaceful. I don't know what happened, but as soon as Master was promoted, accidents happened one after another. As the saying goes, a new broom sweeps clean. Now, the fire has been extinguished before it even started burning.
These two days, Master seems to be in a terrible fix. If something happens again, I'm afraid Master won't be able to answer to his superiors. "
Lin Fan frowned when he heard that. "Does that mean the murderer hasn't been caught?"
"The murderer has been caught. Both murderers have been caught and sent to the patrol station. But strangely, in the Feng Ji Teahouse case, the murderer and the victim didn't know each other. They didn't even exchange a single word. The murderer went on a killing spree and didn't escape after killing.
"The Eight Treasures Restaurant case is also strange. The murderer and the victim were good friends, and they got into an argument while eating. The murderer killed his friend and was caught on the spot by the Haitian Gang.
However, the murderer denied killing anyone. When he saw his friend's corpse, he cried bitterly and was extremely sad. A few words wouldn't have caused him to kill his friend.
Furthermore, the murderer was a weak scholar who didn't even have the strength to truss a chicken. He didn't seem like a vicious murderer at all. After the patrol station investigated, they discovered that this pair of friends were very close and had no feud with each other.
"As the two cases are very strange, they are now suspected of being the work of ghosts. If that's really the case, it's hard to guarantee that there won't be more murders."
"The work of ghosts?
Ghosts dare to come out in broad daylight?
What kind of ghosts would be so powerful? "Lin Fan was shocked.
"Lin Fan, ever since you joined the gang, you have been locked up in a courtyard with high walls. You must have turned silly from being locked up. There are many things that you don't know," Wang Baole said. "The conflict between the Black Tiger and the Haitian Gang has damaged both sides, and the ghosts took advantage of the situation to invade.
"Let me tell you, ghosts like this that can come out to cause trouble in the day are all very powerful!
In the past, there wasn't any danger if we didn't go out. Now, there's still danger if we don't go out.
I originally wanted to apply for leave to bring you to the flower boat outside the city, but now, I don't even dare to go out. Sigh, why is my wish so difficult to fulfill? "
After saying that, Wang Baole looked dejected.
"Baole, you're right. Let's be careful. I won't be eating today. Your body is weak, so stay in the room and don't move. I'll take my leave first."
With that, Lin Fan walked out.
This time, he did not shrink back like he did the previous few times. Now that his martial prowess was incomparable to before, he naturally had to stand up for his uncle when he encountered a problem.
He walked out of Hongbin Restaurant and looked around Guang Wu Street. He immediately saw his uncle.
He saw Xia Qiusheng patrolling the streets with four disciples. The five of them were dressed in Haitian Gang uniforms, with large sabers hanging from their waists. They looked as mighty as county soldiers and were very eye-catching.
Lin Fan could not help but frown when he saw them, secretly shaking his head.
Regardless of whether they were ghosts or villains, they must have understood the power situation in the area. Naturally, they would deliberately avoid the eyes of his uncle and company. If his uncle patrolled the streets openly, it would be impossible for him to find them.
With that thought, Lin Fan looked around and saw a cloth shop on the opposite side of the road. He walked straight in and tore off a piece of black cloth of poor quality. He reached into his chest and took out a handful of copper coins and threw them to the shopkeeper. Then, as the shopkeeper lowered his head to count the coins, he removed the large saber from his waist and wrapped it in the black cloth. He carried it on his back so that the saber's silhouette could not be seen. Instead, it looked like a long cloth bag.
After leaving the cloth shop, Lin Fan walked continuously on Guang Wu Street. His eyes were filled with Blood Qi as he scrutinized every person on the street.
The street was bustling with activity. There were many shops on both sides of the road, and there were peddlers and hawkers everywhere. Some were hawking pancakes, while others were carrying baskets of pears. Of course, there were also stalls selling rouge, face powder, brocade pouches, and pendants.
In the mortal world, everything was normal. There was nothing out of the ordinary!
Before he reached the end of the street, Lin Fan was blocked by a circus stall in the middle of the street. The circus stall took up a lot of space. In addition, there were many people watching. Dozens of people crowded around to watch.
There were no traffic laws in this world that did not care about cars and pedestrians.
Lin Fan's gaze swept across the crowd and then he passed through the crowd. Because he was not tall and did not carry any weapons, no one took him seriously and no one gave way.
Lin Fan could only force his way through. When he squeezed into the crowd, words suddenly flashed in front of his eyes: Yin Qi + 1
Lin Fan's heart skipped a beat and he immediately stopped in his tracks.
Different from Yao Qi, Lin Fan's method of obtaining Yin Qi was very direct and domineering. No matter if it was a human or a ghost that carried Yin Qi, as long as they came into contact with it, they would obtain it.
And at this time, the increase in Yin Qi did not stop. Words flashed in front of his eyes: Yin Qi + 1