red man

Chapter 480 Mighty
"what?"

Wei Hao, who was on his way in the starry night, suddenly had a feeling in Lingtai, and realized that someone had made a magic weapon with his own spiritual energy in the direction of Fucheng, and suddenly felt strange: "This person is also very courageous. Now that the limelight is so tight, he still dares to stand on my side!" side."

When the "Red Hero Statue" and "Red Hero Flying Knife" are strictly investigated, if they can still do this, they must be firmly on Wei Hao's side.

I was also quite emotional in my heart: this person has arrogance.

He originally guessed that it was painted by the piebald fox, but the temperament he sensed was not as elegant as the piebald fox, so he naturally ruled out the possibility of the old fox king.

"Hope this guy is okay."

He didn't care about others right now, and when he noticed that the stars were twinkling in the sky, he hurried on his way, luring the stars to follow him.

Chasing the stars and the moon along the way, most of them were locked in Qi, Wei Hao only now realized Yuan Junping's suffering, it was really uncomfortable.

In comparison, Yuan Junping felt more uncomfortable. This guy has skills, but not many, and he can only survive by fleeing and being deceived.

It's a pity that going to one place and harming another place, tossing and fleeing still can't be relieved.

Fortunately, he gave Wei Hao the "Shen Nong Pearl", so he got a little respite, but only a little.

Now Wei Hao is also hunted by the Three Realms, Wei Hao thought, that sloppy Taoist might have another hard life.

It was night, Boss Qian, a private salt dealer who got Chen Mengnan's painting, was afraid that the night would be long and dreamy, so he hurried back to a den with the painting scroll. On the way, the guards also complained: "Brother, there are a lot of monsters at night, so I won't take the night road in the future." OK."

"You know what the hell, 'Five Willow Alley' is full of bad things, I can't spend the night there, baby. If someone robs you, you won't have time to regret it."

Boss Qian went on to say, "Ordinary monsters can't stand up to our chopping. It's not like they didn't kill them at Wuchao Pass."

"That's what I said, but if we meet a powerful monster, then we are not a dish?"

"Shut your crow's mouth, what nonsense!"

"..."

The guards of the private salt dealers are all brothers who have come out to mess around, and most of them are from Wuchao County, which can be regarded as the friendship of the township party association.

Wuchaoguan has fought against the army of the "Third Witch Prince", and he has experience in killing monsters on the top of the city, otherwise he would not become a new star in the business of selling private salt...

Boss Qian has been in the industry for one year and has earned the money of a veteran private salt dealer for ten years.

What if one day the old-fashioned private salt dealers also need a way to pass through the land full of demons?

Uneven things.

So, Rao Boss Qian is a bastard, and the seniors in the industry really recognize it.

Most of the illicit salt dealers in the area around the estuary of the great river use boats, but Boss Qian does the opposite. He usually travels at night in a wheelbarrow, and he only picks country lanes.

The dilapidated temples around him are his dens one after another.

It is the best place to bring bulk goods.

There was a gloomy wind on the road, and the private salt dealers were not afraid of ordinary ghosts. They were not good things, and they had experience in killing monsters. When ghosts run into them, they will run away.

But as the saying goes, if you walk too much at night, you will inevitably encounter ghosts that are not easy to mess with.

After the feng shui changes in the north of Fucheng City, there are many more evil ghosts and ghosts beside the ghostly tombs of the original wealthy families.

In the past, at night, the tombs of many wealthy families could transform into mansions and a bustling city, comparable to a wealthy place in the world.

But now it is different. One side of the mountain is full of flowers; the other side is dilapidated and chaotic.

At first glance, it seems that the residences of the rich are next to the slums, which is a bit absurd.

Unlike old-fashioned private salt dealers, Boss Qian has not only killed monsters, but also seen elves who help people fight demons, so he has a steelyard in his heart.

He regards the ghosts in the Fengshui treasure land as good people in the market; those ghosts and ghosts, he regards them as rogues.

Walking in the rivers and lakes like this makes it easier to grasp.

The unicycle team walked five miles. There used to be a mountain temple on the hill, but it was dilapidated, so it became a place for nearby villagers to store firewood and hay. cellar.

This den is unremarkable, and it is most suitable for resting at night.

However, tonight, Boss Qian reminded: "Recently, there have been some foreign dirty things in Gangbei, so be smart."

"Brother, why do you say that you are doing this, 'Five Willow Alley' will be fine after a night of sleep, why bother."

"If we encounter a ghost, we will have to suffer again."

Boss Qian was quite stubborn, and said with a sneer, "You don't care about things, you know how to go if you don't want to hurt people. If people do harm, how many brains do you have that can withstand other people's thoughts?"

"..."

"..."

The younger brothers all shrunk their heads and remained silent.

Brother is right, and he couldn't be more right.

It's usually bad luck for ghosts to harm people, but it's a one-shot deal, and it's over when you get past it.

But if someone hurts someone, it really can't stand the calculation.

The old, young, women and children on the road are counted as one, and they are all vicious. If they fall into the trap, their lives must be lost.

Comparing the two, Boss Qian and his group are more willing to face the ghost head-on, and there is still hope anyway.

But if you encounter black people in your peers, you will really eat people without spit out bones.

"Turin wake up!"

Boss Qian patted the scroll in his arms, feeling at ease in his heart, and secretly said: To deal with ghosts, I still have the image of the red hero, what are you afraid of.

If he were to deal with Jiang Yang's bandit, he, a private salt dealer, really couldn't handle it...

So, while he was resting in the dilapidated mountain temple, Boss Qian even secretly prayed in his heart that if he really encountered a gangster, it would be better not to be a human being.

While they were resting, in the courtyards of the "Five Willows Alley", there were veterans who had just come off the gambling table.

The owner of the house listed as "Dong's House" is Dong Sanniang, the former boat lady who was the number one in Fucheng. She waited on her friend tonight, but she didn't see that she just fell asleep with her head covered as usual.

"Didn't Ah Lang win the money? Why is it the same as losing?"

Dong Sanniang was a little curious, so she asked.

"Boss Qian's painting..."

After chanting this sentence, the old friend suddenly sat up from the bed, and then his eyes showed a fierce look, "Boss Qian can't go back to Fucheng now, he can only go to his hiding place, those other courtyards where people are entertained. His temperament will definitely not go!"

"Alang, what do you want?"

"With that painting, I can come and go freely when I go to Jiangbei. Wouldn't it be easy to bring private goods with me? The current world is bound to be chaotic. Cao Jiang knows that Mr. Wang is a ruthless person. If I make meritorious service, maybe I can win against him." The subordinates get promoted and get rich..."

Saying this, the old friend actually took out the dagger from under the pillow, took out the saber while wearing pajamas, threw aside the clothes in Gongmenzhong, changed into night clothes, and only showed a pair of eyes: "I don't want Boss Qian either!" Life, as long as you hand over that painting, everything will be fine."

"Alang!"

Dong Sanniang did not dissuade, but reminded, "What A Lang can think of, can't others think of it? In our alley, there are many officials from thousands of households and hundreds of households. Aren't they envious?"

Knowing that the old friend is eyeing the "Red Hero Statue", she also hopes that the friend can be promoted and make a fortune, and take care of her business in the future, so naturally she will gain more.

But this matter is not that simple, Boss Qian, a private salt dealer, is afraid of having long nights and dreams, and the people who are eyeing Boss Qian are also afraid of long nights and dreams?
There are more wolves and less meat, if they get angry, they may lose their lives.

When the old man heard the words, he was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Then I'll go out and have a look first."

It's okay not to go out, but after he went out, he found that there was little movement in the surrounding courtyards. He listened carefully to identify their positions, only to realize that many veterans with superb martial arts skills were no longer here.

"Woman..."

Cursing and cursing, I thought I had a good brain, but now I suddenly found that my brain was really slow.

Boss Qian only paid 2000 taels to get a portrait of a red hero. How can it not make people envious?

What's more, those who prostitute here, dare not say that they are either rich or expensive, but most of them are quite well-known in the prefecture and county.

There are a lot of head arresters and squad leaders, and there are many thousands of households, and there are even alternate county captains, waiting for the official document to be issued to take up their posts...

After realizing that there was no place for him, he took off his night clothes again, and got back into Dong Sanniang's bed irritably.

After lying down again, Dong Sanniang touched her lover's chest and said, "You, you, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Boss Qian is a salt smuggler, why should you stare at him? He is a desperado in Wuchao County. That's it. If you have this idea, why not go to Fucheng at dawn and make a draft with Mr. Chen."

"If I come to the door, I will be interrogated by the government office. There are many colleagues staring at my seat. Sanniang, you know it too. Now the investigation is strict. The 'red hero statue' is a forbidden thing for conspiracy... "

"My good man, you are usually shrewd, why are you confused now?"

Dong Sanniang hurriedly reminded him, "What is the 'Portrait of the Red Man' painted by Mr. Chen? How come I see it is completely different from the 'Portrait of the Red Man' in ordinary times? What Mr. Chen painted is just a bearded man. A rough man with a tiger beard..."

"Ok?"

"The leopard's head and eyes, the swallow's jaw and the tiger's beard are completely different from Wei Chixia. How dare you say that this is a 'red man'?"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes..."

"When the time comes, someone will talk about it, saying that this is a spiritual resemblance..." Dong Sanniang chuckled, "Ah Lang, you can tell him: I have two eyes and one mouth like your father, so I am your real father?"

"Hahahahahaha..."

The old friend suddenly laughed, and then said, "I just listened to Sanniang. After dawn, I will visit the head catcher. Brother Zhang treats me well, and I just go to Mr. Chen's place with him. That's too much." A talisman."

"It's good that Alang understands, let's rest quickly."

"Come on, I'm full of energy now, and I'll be happy first..."

After finishing speaking, she stripped Dong Sanniang naked, and after teasing her for a while, there were bursts of moaning and panting in the courtyard, it was really lively.

Someone gave up the idea, and naturally someone put it into action.

After leaving the "Five Willows Alley", the water and land transportation is quite developed, and a team of people riding horses followed Boss Qian's path almost seamlessly.

"The one with the surname Qian is really tricky. If there is a waterway, he doesn't go, but stays on the bank and goes into the hills."

"That fellow has always been cautious, Zongqi, if we rob him, can we do it cleanly?"

"If he's sensible, he can pay for his life. If he doesn't, we'll just do the orders of the hundred households."

"There are a lot of wild ghosts nearby, so the knife edge should be smeared with blood first."

Qi and blood exorcise evil spirits, not to mention the arrogant soldiers killed from the dead, they are like blood demons, ghosts and ghosts will stay away when they see them.

"and many more!!"

The people who were about to continue on their way suddenly reined in their horses because of the chief banner officer's loud shout, and saw the chief banner officer took out a bell. After a while, the bell began to shake and vibrate, and then made a crisp sound.

"It's demonic!"

This bell is a battlefield gathering weapon buried among the dead. Over time, it has undergone strange changes. When encountering evil spirits, it can warn those who are full of energy and blood.

Most of the powerful soldiers have such one or two items.

"Strong!!"

The sound of the bell was urgent, and it seemed to be attracted by a certain direction, which made the masked chief banner officer immediately judge the location of the evil spirit.

"In Gangbei!"

"General Banner, here are the ancestral graves of the old Beiyang family. How could there be such a change?"

"It's not the same. The ancestral graves of those old families are all in Gangnan. You can see them through the official road. But you can't see them in Gangbei. It's not a place of geomantic omen. Except for merchants, no one is buried there."

The chief banner officer was very familiar with this, and then said, "Go! Go and see if there is any movement. If it is a big monster, it should be inconvenient to do it tonight."

"But Baihu's order..."

"Baihu also wants to save some money. After all, Mr. Chen's public price is 2000 taels. Who knows if the price will increase to 5000 taels in the future."

After saying that, he took the lead and said loudly, "If there are some little ghosts and wild monsters, we will also just do our best to save up our knives and go to Fucheng to receive the reward at dawn."

"Yes!"

According to the guidance of the bell, several fast horses went straight to the north of the Gang, but outside the dilapidated mountain temple, Boss Qian felt that something was wrong, and quickly said: "I'm afraid something will happen, let's go!"

"In the middle of the night...where are the heroes going?"

A woman's voice sounded, and Boss Qian frowned, knowing that it was not a human being, and immediately said, "Passing here, don't bother me. If there is any collision, I hope Haihan."

"It's still reasonable..."

The woman's voice sounded distant and approaching, Boss Qian's face was solemn, knowing that he was not an ordinary mob, he immediately drew his knife and slashed at the palm of his hand.

As desperadoes, their qi and blood are not simple, and in addition to fighting demons in Wuchao County, they have quite an advantage psychologically.

Ever since he became a private salt dealer, Boss Qian knew very well that when dealing with ghosts, the most important thing is to have arrogance. If one's arrogance is strong, the ghosts' aura is weak. This is a trade-off balance.

And this truth was not realized by Boss Qian, but he heard it from Wei Hao.

Every time he takes risks, whenever he thinks of the invincible hunk at the head of Wuchao County, Boss Qian feels that any risk is trivial.

"If you give me convenience, you will be rewarded every year and festival."

"It seems that he is still a rich man who is not short of money and food..."

The woman's voice was provocative, vaguely seductive, but Boss Qian slashed himself early, and the pain suppressed the impulse.

The brothers under him are also quite experienced, and they also smear blood on the knife edge, with a solemn expression.

"What do you think?"

"consider?"

There was a chuckle, and a gust of wind blew in, and the entire dilapidated mountain temple collapsed immediately.

Fortunately, Boss Qian and the others were well prepared and jumped out one after another. Afterwards, they opened the fire book, directly lit the hay and burned the firewood.

The entire mountain temple suddenly burst into flames.

Borrowing the light of the fire, among the shadows, I saw many ghostly figures wandering and shuttling.

There are many ghosts and wolves who grind their teeth and suck blood, but to Boss Qian, ghosts and wolves are nothing to be ashamed of, they are just things that can be killed with a few knives.

Only the weak looking woman behind the many ghosts and wolves made Boss Qian's scalp tingle.

The spirit monster that has already transformed into a complete form has a completely different cultivation base, and seeing that she can control fierce ghosts and wolves, one knows that the method is not simple.

Whoa, whoa, whoa...

The scroll in his arms was shaking, Boss Qian wanted to use it, but held back.

He worried that something more sinister was lurking.

"Your Excellency, I'm just passing by, and it's close to the Fucheng of Beiyang Prefecture. If you really do something, you will definitely alarm the Heaven Surveyor and eliminate the demon prison. You must know that the Fucheng is full of high-level people, and the demon kings have to retreat. Your Excellency, think twice... ..."

"Hmph, press me with these words? How stupid."

There was an extra folding fan in the woman's hand, and after slowly opening it, she whispered with a wicked smile, "The hearts and livers of you quacks are the most delicious..."

At this time, when she laughed, her lips almost split, her mouth opened and closed so much that it reached the earlobe completely, the fangs in her mouth were full of scarlet mucus, and her eyes narrowed into a line.

"Big brother!"

"Brother, what should I say!"

"Copy guy!"

While Boss Qian's scalp was numb, he also knew that fear was useless. There was only one way to deal with this unreasonable ghost.

You die and I live!

"Go to Gangnan!"

Boss Qian made a decisive decision, gripped the long knife tightly, and led his men to run wildly.

All of a sudden, many wolves and ghosts rushed up, just as if they were scared out of their wits, but as soon as they approached, they would be slashed by the sharp edge of the machete.

No matter how vicious a ghost with no morals is, it is no more vicious than a desperado.

The moment the two sides came into contact, the woman was startled. These sturdy men looked extremely rough, but in fact they looked like walking blood demons. Ordinary ghosts couldn't get close to them.

There was a shrill howling, so piercing that it shook the whole hill slightly. In a luxurious cemetery, an old official stomped his feet and muttered: "It's a disaster, it's a disaster, what should I do now? What should I do now, this is coming to occupy our cave."

"Master, you are the Demon King now, you can't lose your sense of self..."

"I'm a fart! If it weren't for Chi Xiagong, I wouldn't even be able to survive the tribulation. Hey, what to do, what to do, I would have known how to use two-handed fighting spells."

"Usually scaring people with the name of the demon king, but now I can't scare people anymore, so I think I should learn magic again?"

"You old fox, it's time to burn your eyebrows, why bother to say such things!"

Anxious as an ant in a hot pot, the old member was so anxious that he went out to check the situation, but as soon as he went out, he shrank back in fright. The scene was actually hundreds of ghosts and wolves chasing a dozen men. The end is menacing.

"It's over, it's over, I'm afraid it's not about blood staining the cave and ruining my feng shui here..."

While complaining, a man shouted, "Brother, what are you doing!"

"Boss!"

Seeing a man in a brocade robe, the old man shook off the things on his chest while breaking his back.

It was a scroll, and when the scroll was unfolded, it was a painting, which was a figure, on which there was a mighty man with a leopard head, ring eyes, a swallow jaw and a tiger beard.

"what?"

The old man always felt that although he had never seen this guy before, he should know him.

"Since your Excellency is chasing after you, don't blame me for being rude!"

After shaking off the scroll, Boss Qian bit his fingertips, splashed blood on the painting, and immediately a bloody knife flew out. Boss Qian himself did not expect such a miracle.

"Monster! Sue to die—"

The blood knife drilled out of the frame, followed by a thick arm, and immediately after, a complete ferocious man came out, facing the ghost in front, and immediately slashed violently.

With this cut, the old man was so frightened that he immediately turned into a spotted fox and went back to the cave, not daring to come out to inquire again.

(End of this chapter)