"This is giving us a difficult problem..."

Hu Ma met the gazes of everyone at the table, and sighed softly in his heart.

Compared to other sects and paths, Shousui Ren (Year Watchers) lacked flashy methods the most. Moreover, the people present were all Fu (officials), and their skills were a bit unbelievable to watch. It would be even more difficult to catch their eyes.

Even if he reluctantly showed a hand, if he didn't do it well, he would still lose face and be looked down upon.

As he was thinking, he saw an old, one-eyed man beside him, the old altar master of Da Shan Bao (Great Good Treasure), raised his head and glanced at Hu Ma, then suddenly smiled at the people next to him:

"How well done?"

"..."

The others were stunned for a moment, then they saw the old altar master of Da Shan Bao move the eye patch on his eye to the side. When the eye patch lifted, faint white smoke emerged.

At this time, the group of bandits outside already knew how powerful they were, and they all knelt down and kowtowed. They already knew they had encountered powerful people, and all their hostility was gone. But for some reason, the leader kowtowed a few times, then suddenly became angry again:

"Why are you kneeling? We brothers have eaten countless people in the mountains. Now that we've come to this broken town, we have to suffer this nonsense?"

"Who is using demonic magic to harm people? Find him and chop him up!"

"..."

As he spoke, he was furious, waving his knife randomly with his other hand. However, he couldn't get out of the range of the bowl, and was just waving his knife to vent his anger.

Gradually, he became hoarse and exhausted, and layers of heat rose from his body, as if he was running out of strength. He slowly fell to the ground, his skin flushed red, as if he had been steamed.

He was already dead.

The most important thing was that this person was well-done.

"Good fellow, is this also a Shousui Ren (Year Watcher)?"

Hu Ma was also a little surprised when he saw this. The old altar master of Da Shan Bao was not using any strange magic, but the real skills of a Shousui Ren (Year Watcher).

Hu Ma could see that this was one of the unique skills of the Qiqiao (Seven Orifices) level of the Fu (Official) Shousui (Year Watcher), the skill on his eyes. One of his eyes was covered with bloodshot. If he stared at a person intently, he could stimulate the other person's qi and blood.

The person being stared at by him would become more and more irritable, angry, and uncontrollable.

But this was just the beginning. If he exerted more power, he could make the other person's qi and blood continue to heat up until it reached its peak. All the qi and blood in his body would boil, and he would burn himself to death from the inside out.

With his skills, if he fought with someone, the opponent would uncontrollably become more and more anxious, and he would easily be caught off guard. Even if there were no flaws, if he fought with him for a long time, his qi and blood would boil, and he would not be able to hold on.

"Wonderful, no wonder Brother Tang has the nickname of Aozi (Griddle). With this skill, I'm afraid no one can face Brother Tang head-on."

The white fan praised him, then turned to look at Hu Ma. The others also turned to look at him. Some put away the chopsticks on the table, and some put away the bowls扣 on the table, all with expectant expressions.

"It seems that it's time for me to show my skills..."

Hu Ma also thought to himself. People from other sects had shown their unique skills, and even one of the Shousui Ren (Year Watcher) had shown his. He couldn't not show his hand.

He pondered silently in his heart, picked up his wine glass, brought it to his lips, but was not in a hurry to drink it.

At this time, on the street outside, the several bandits who had just been frightened and angry because their companions had died strangely, originally thought they couldn't escape, but now they seemed to have heard something, and suddenly rushed towards their restaurant in a hurry.

"Gui Chui Feng (Ghost Wind)?"

The white fan's ears twitched slightly, and he was a little surprised. His subtle changes were extremely sensitive. He noticed that Hu Ma seemed to have said something. The people sitting next to him couldn't hear it, but the bandits in the distance heard it.

This was also a unique skill of transmitting sound into secret, which was extremely delicate, but if it was just this one skill, it seemed that it was not enough...

As he was thinking, he saw the bandits rushing to the front of the restaurant. Before they could speak, Hu Ma put down the wine glass in his hand with a "duo" sound that suppressed a light snort.

The next moment, the group of bandits who rushed to the front of the building suddenly froze, as if they had been cast with a body-freezing spell. After a long time, one after another, they slowly fell down, without even a breath of air.

"Aiya?"

The sudden silence surprised everyone around him. They looked out the window, and when they looked back, their faces were already somewhat indescribable in surprise.

"Didn't I say that I haven't been in Fu (Official) for long, and I don't have any real skills?"

Hu Ma smiled bitterly and said to everyone at the table, "I insisted on showing off, but now I've lost face..."

"Good fellow..."

The eyes of everyone on the table were a little strange.

We've been playing for so long, and we've only killed one person. You say you don't have any real skills, but you snorted and killed four?

But Hu Ma couldn't help it. He had learned three unique skills from Ji Tang. He had started practicing them before entering Fu (Official), but it was not until he entered Fu (Official) that he succeeded.

Gui Chui Feng (Ghost Wind) was a unique skill similar to transmitting sound into secret. People nearby couldn't hear it, but people far away could hear it. It was especially useful for sending secret signals and whispering, and if the skill was deep, it could slightly affect other people's minds.

The other skill was this half-learned Xing Qi (Sniffing).

Unexpectedly, it could scatter people's souls, but the consumption of his own Dao practice was also quite high. He was just pretending to be relaxed.

As for how fierce and cruel...

...That was Ji Tang's fault, it had nothing to do with Master Hu Ma.

Ji Tang of the Beggar Gang was in the business of doing dirty work in the martial world. He didn't pay attention to nonsense. His unique skills were not for show, but for use.

"No wonder Grandpa Sun praised you so much. A disciple of a master is indeed profound."

In a silence, the white fan smiled and said, "Brother Hu's skills do not disgrace the prestige of Shousui (Year Watcher). Within the door of a Fan Mansion, I'm afraid you're going to stand out."

"You flatter me."

Hu Ma listened and smiled bitterly, "Without the true method, I'm just showing off in a pond. Compared to those with real skills, I'm far behind."

"Eh?"

The white fan asked curiously, "You have a teacher, so how can you lack the method of entering Fu (Official)?"

"Let me put it this way..."

Hu Ma knew that there would be such an explanation sooner or later, so he sighed and said, "My master is the Second Master in our village. He has accepted countless disciples, only one of whom is named Hu. Most of them are named Zhou, a small part are named Li, and then there are some named Cui and Zhao."

"Moreover, when these disciples and I learned from him, others followed him day and night, and I don't know how much guidance they received from him..."

"And me, alas, when I was with him, I wasn't even one-tenth as good as the others..."

"..."

Everyone present listened and said "Oh" in unison, and vaguely understood.

Only the white fan was surprised and said, "If you were just casually given a few pointers and you entered Fu (Official) at such a young age, then you..."

"My entering Fu (Official) doesn't have much to do with my master. Of course, he will always be my master."

Hu Ma sighed and said, "But when it comes to my entering Fu (Official), I need to thank someone. His name is Ji. A few years ago, I had something to do in Anzhou, and I met this Master Ji."

"He and I hit it off at first sight, and he poured his heart out to me, passing on to me the method of entering Fu (Official), as well as the three unique skills of refining the Qiqiao (Seven Orifices). Plus, our Red Lantern Niangniang (Red Lantern Goddess) took great care of me, so I finally entered the door of Fu (Official) in a daze."

"..."

"So that's how it is. You were also learning and learning, and couldn't learn the real skills..."

Seeing that Hu Ma was talking frankly, everyone at the table felt a little emotional, and half of them felt a great sense of agreement.

To put it bluntly, most of the Shousui (Year Watcher) sitting at this table, like Grandpa Sun, had been lingering for a long time after entering Fu (Official).

There was no way, the skills after entering Fu (Official) were not easy to learn, unless you went to work under a Tangguan (Hall Official), but Tangguan (Hall Official) also picked people. To be a errand boy under Tangguan (Hall Official), you had to have a clean background, or be born into a clan. Other wild roads, they couldn't see them.

"Drink, drink. Steward Hu is young and has plenty of time. He has his own predestined relationship, so don't be afraid of this."

Someone suggested raising a glass, and the banquet continued. The atmosphere was high, and when a few rouge-powdered women were brought in by a turtle slave wearing a green hat, the atmosphere was even better.

After Hu Ma showed his unique skills, the others were invisibly more enthusiastic. They just wanted to see if the young man Hu Ma had the qualifications to sit at the same table with everyone. Now that they had seen it, how could he not have it?

He simply had it!

Everyone became friends after exchanging cups and talking about romantic affairs and anecdotes of the martial world. They didn't go back to rest until midnight.

Grandpa Sun personally sent Hu Ma back to rest, but he deliberately lagged behind a few steps and said to Hu Ma, "Brother Hu's skills are amazing. You are the one I invited, and I, as an old brother, also have face."

Hu Ma whispered, "What about the matter of meeting the sect leader?"

Grandpa Sun waved his hand and said, "Rest here today. If you are invited, just follow them."

Hu Ma nodded and temporarily returned to his room, waiting patiently.

Fortunately, the Sun family was rich and powerful. Grandpa Sun's butler didn't know how many followers he would bring, so he directly arranged three large houses for him, which could be shared with Old Suanpan (Abacus) one room each, so that they wouldn't disturb each other if something happened at night.

Of course, the main thing was not to disturb Old Suanpan (Abacus). Hu Ma had just seen that this old thing seemed to have gone back to his room with two rouge powders...

...Even two?

Back in the room, he drank some tea and thought to himself that perhaps the expert who did not eat beef was nearby, so he took the opportunity to enter his natal spirit temple.

But after calling several times, no one answered, so he had to retreat and wait patiently.

...

...

"His unique skills are all fierce and sinister, not a proper inheritance. I don't have to worry about being related to the Zhou family. Senior Sister can rest assured. I will take him over..."

However, at this moment, the white fan at the banquet was facing the air, saying something in a low voice, listening with his ear, and then slowly nodded, turned to look at the direction of the inn, and said softly, "Brother Hu, could you please come to the alley behind the inn to meet me?"

After speaking, the fan gently fanned, and these words gently passed through the night sky and flew directly into Hu Ma's room.

(End of this chapter)