Zhenlongting

Chapter 203 Dragon energy surges, becoming stronger and wilderness

"Boom..."

Some discolored mahogany gates of the Zhang family's house, the hinge rings suddenly fell off, and the two door panels flew backwards, smashing heavily on the inner wall of the courtyard, causing dust to rise high.

Looking out through the drawn curtain, Zhang Kun saw four people slowly walking into the yard.

The leader is a man with a blue face and eyes, a short beard, a burly figure, and a short spear in his hand.

The spear was black and heavy, and the handle was as thick as a goose egg.

He was followed by two people, each with strange appearance, one had no hair, a big mouth, teeth turned out, short and stocky, holding a big knife in his hand, and he was looking at him with his teeth bared, his eyes were fierce. eat human.

The other was thin, with a black-purple face and sunken eyes, making him look like a ghost.However, this person is wearing a Taoist robe, and there is black air around his body. From the looks of it, he is not a proper Taoist priest.

And behind them, followed a young scholar with peach blossom eyes and a white face with a smile.

The scholar held a folding fan in his hand, pointed at Zhang Kun and said with a smile: "It just so happened that I didn't go anywhere, and I'm still at home, Master Qian, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Qian Xingrong, a man with a short beard, couldn't care less about listening to what he had to say.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, his eyes were fixed on the little girl Lian'er, with an ecstatic expression on his face.

"There is no place to find when you break through the iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get it, good, good, hahaha..."

Looking at the little girl, he seemed to have seen the inheritance treasure book and the magic elixir.

Master Qian Tuo smiled, and the bald and thin people beside him also laughed sullenly.

"Quack quack..."

"chatter!"

Laughing like a ghost crying.

"Master, you should leave quickly through the back door. If you escape far away, it is best to escape to Chang'an instead of staying in Yuezhou..."

Lian'er's face turned pale, and although her whole body was trembling, she was holding a spatula with her cross arm in front of him.

"Boom!"

She had just rushed in front of Zhang Kun, and before she could finish speaking, she was hit on the top of the head, which made her shrink back.

Before he could react, his shoulders were slightly warm, and his body had already been lifted up and put behind him.

"You girl, I forgot again, I don't need your three-legged cat kung fu to protect me, just watch it, don't worry, with me here, they can't catch you."

Zhang Kun touched Lian'er's head lightly, said a word of comfort, and then put his gaze on Mr. Tang.

"Tang Wencai, I don't remember offending you. I used to have some friendship. As for attracting the Herring Gang to trouble my family?"

Although the memory is not too complete, the memory of interpersonal relationship is still there.

The number of times I drank with Tang Wencai is innumerable. I remember that when I was studying in the official school, the relationship between the two was very good.

Of course, that was when the family was in good times.

"Hey, who has friendship with you, Zhang Bailing, everyone in Baling County knows the news of you being possessed by a demon... Today, we can fool the county government to release you, but we can't fool us... Also, others don't know where the girl next to you came from, but the heroes of the Herring Gang know it well. Don't even think about it, the Zhang family is already destitute, and there will be such a young lady following you? Obviously not A demon is a demon, but thanks to your self-proclaimed intelligence, you can't see through it."

Tang Wencai said contemptuously.

"It makes sense. He's a smart person. If that's the case, I'll keep you."

Zhang Kun was not angry at all, turned around and asked the tall and strong man with a green face and short beard, "Isn't it Master Qian, and what is the reason for you to come here? Everything has a cause and effect, and you can't just do it for no reason." Are you here to find trouble? Just now I seem to have heard you talking about the mission of the Water Mansion, but I don’t know the details, can you tell me in detail?”

This world is very different from the Tang Dynasty in his impression. When Zhang Kun encounters an opportunity, he always inquires about it.

On the opposite side, the blue-faced short-bearded man was full of vigor, and the blood was circulating in his body, making rumbling and dull sounds. There was also a blue flame rising slightly outside his body. It looked like a strong hand at the level of refining organs and exchanging blood.

Compared with the headhunter Zhou Huchen, it is even stronger.

And the two grotesque subordinates beside him also had strong vitality, barely breathing, and walked silently, obviously they had already touched the threshold of refining the marrow.

A sub-helm of the herring gang, a few people came out at random, and their overall strength was not weaker than the county government's fast-moving team, and might even be a little stronger. Zhang Kun could almost guess how the law and order in Baling County was?

In my memory, there seem to be many gangs and rangers in Baling County. If this is the case, is it just a display for the Yamen to catch up quickly?
If you count the power of demons, it is really not easy for these common people to survive.

No wonder, the people I met on the road before saw myself as if I had seen a ghost. There were tragedies happening everywhere, and I guess they couldn't bear the slightest risk.

Just like a frightened bird, whenever you encounter a little trouble, you will run away and hide...

From this point of view, the reaction of those people is also understandable.

"Too much nonsense, kill this scholar and tie the little girl back. Mountain ghost, do it, iron knife, guard the back door..."

Qian Xingrong squinted his eyes and didn't even glance at Zhang Kun. In fact, Zhang Kun's body was well-rounded and restrained, and before his aura was released, he was as gentle as jade.

Even the little girl Lian'er who had seen him show off his supernatural power by her side always unconsciously ignored his strength, let alone these few people.

They got the tip and hurried over. Although they heard what happened at the gate of the yamen on the way, they only knew that Zhang was possessed by a demon and was about to be burned to death. The misunderstanding was resolved, but the details were unknown.

The yamen catches the head and catches up quickly, and they don't go around talking nonsense.

Watching the common people, let alone talk about the tragic situation of the captor Zhou Huchen and others.

Therefore, in Qian Xingrong's heart, he was only worried that the little girl would run away, and he didn't even think about anything else.

"Don't worry, you can't escape."

The "mountain ghost" who was as thin as a bamboo pole gave a strange laugh, black smoke billowed from his body, and a "puff" sound enveloped the entire courtyard. In the cold and black air, his figure could no longer be seen clearly. Like a shadow, she floated behind the little girl, a sneer of success flashed in her eyes, and her five fingers clawed towards the back of her neck.

"It's no wonder that people who are neither humans nor ghosts are trained, so they know how to draw Yin Qi."

Suddenly, Zhang Kun finally knew why this skinny man had become such a ghost.

Amidst the tide of black air, a ray of blazing golden light suddenly flashed...

The whole courtyard was full of black air, making a soft sizzling sound, and suddenly disappeared.

The vision is clear.

Several people saw that the little girl was still standing there with panic and ignorance on her face, maintaining a vigilant posture.

And behind her, a figure in black was split into two parts from the top of her head, and the blood with traces of silver frost spread all over the ground, and she was hacked to death without a sound.

Zhang Kun flicked the blade of the Yanyang Knife, let out a melodious knives, and sighed: "Can't you just talk? You have to make a move. Now, let's talk about the reason for your Herring Gang."

"Mountain ghost?"

Qian Xingrong's eyes shrank violently, and his expression became ferocious: "I actually lost my sight, so I am a master. If you want to know why my Herring Gang came, go underground and ask..."

As he spoke, he waved the short spear in his hand, vibrating, spinning and screaming, piercing a shadow of the spear.

The whining sound made the eardrums hurt, as if one could see waves of azure blue waves rushing forward layer upon layer.

Iron Knife's reaction was slower, but not too slow. Seeing the helm master's move, he stomped wildly and charged towards him like a bull.

The broadsword slashed horizontally from left to right, but it was the first to seal off Zhang Kun's retreat.

"Good spearmanship."

Zhang Kun praised, and the long knife in his hand was like a fish leaping over the waves, passing through the shadows of the spears like waves, hitting the spears with extreme precision.

Ding……

Among the soft sounds.

The black steel spear exploded suddenly like a firecracker, and countless iron filings and fragments reversed like waves, and with a whoosh, like a meteor rainstorm, they hit Qian Xingrong who was rushing forward heavily.

puff……

Countless voices rang together.

Qian Xingrong's body stopped suddenly, his body was riddled with holes, and blood that was half silver and half red was gurgling down.

There was a gurgling sound in his throat, and his eyes, which were still relatively intact, were rounded, and he looked at Zhang Kun in disbelief: "You...you..."

Before he could finish a sentence, he fell on his back.

At this time, just rushed to Zhang Kun's side, slashed horizontally with the long knife, and the short, bald man with the knife who was three inches away from his torn policeman's robe did not dare to cut down again.

There was a horrified cry in his throat, he turned over and rushed to the door, turned around and was about to run out.

A silver light flashed.

The bald man rushed out.

However, only the lower body rushed out...

With two legs connected to the waist, he ran three or four feet before he fell crookedly.

And his upper body had already stayed in the courtyard, struggling for a long time before he became silent.

"With this little ability, you dare to come to my door to find my bad luck?"

Zhang Kun sneered.

He shook the long knife in his hand lightly, and the fine blood beads scattered like mist.

Just now he faced the spear attacking like a wave, and he didn't even use [-]% of his strength.

When the sword was drawn, he instinctively used the second-level saber intent to cut through nothingness, break through the opponent's water waves, qi and blood, directly shatter the steel spear, and recoil with vigor.

How ruthless was Qian Xingrong's shot, and how vigorously did he use it?The strength of the counterattack is as fierce as it is crazy.

It's not so much that Zhang Kun shot him to kill him.

Rather, he killed himself.

As for the short, bald man with the knife.

It looks rude, but it is very well-behaved.

Seeing that the situation is not good, run away immediately.

Of course this kind of person cannot be let go.

Once he let him go, he would probably face a stronger blow soon.

Zhang Kun can still remember.

Qian Xingrong's identity seems to be the rudder master of the Ma Ling branch of the Herring Gang, but he is just a rudder master.

Generally speaking, the positions of gangs are divided according to their strength, which is relatively strict.

The rudder owner is actually not a high-level executive.

Mostly middle class.

Above, no matter how bad it is, there must be a few hall masters and elders... Since it is called a gang, there will be no shortage of gang leaders and deputy gang leaders.

Just a moment ago, the hand slipped, and the kill was too smooth, killing all three of them.

The main reason is that after killing the black-robed "mountain ghost", the 23 points of dragon energy that rushed to his face from the void really made him unable to hold back.

Let me ask, a thug who doesn't even have energy can give so much dragon energy, how could he let go of the other two?

He now understands the dragon energy mechanism in the attribute bar.

There is less harvest in the main world. It is because people's wisdom is developed, no one believes in it, and no one appreciates it. Therefore, no matter how much you do, it is difficult to get the sincere worship of others. This is a unique phenomenon caused by the times.

Just like the song says, there has never been a savior, and there is no immortal emperor, everything can only depend on oneself...

Under such a big environment, if you want to collect dragon energy points wantonly, you may not think too much.

To get a thank you is already very face-saving.

Thank you is not worth money, thousands of words of thank you, it is difficult to collect a little bit of dragon spirit.

Zhang Kun knew it.

Therefore, he has nothing to do.

In the foreign world "Xia Empire", Zhang Kun found another difficulty.

That is, the belief in this place is deeply rooted, and it is not that there is no hero worship, but most ignorant beings, after receiving benefits, will attribute all the credit to specific gods.

Zhang Kun tried it. He gave serfs the status of free people, gave them food, and even sent people to help them fight off wild animals and help the weak...

As a result, most people prayed on the spot to thank the Lord of Dawn, the Goddess of Agriculture, and the God of Springs and Streams.

That kind of mind force goes straight to the star realm, going to an unknown place.

Even if some people knelt down to thank the lord after worshiping the gods, it was only verbal thanks.

Therefore, in the Thorny Territory of the Xiya Empire, the people have not developed their wisdom, but their hearts have been occupied, and the dragon spirit is not easy to deal with.

The harvest was not as expected.

However, in this Tang Dynasty, or in Baling County, the situation is completely different.

Defeating a head catcher who was practicing viscera, escaped from the fire, and deterred the group of catchers, he actually got 48 points of dragon energy.

Killing a gang member who can reach the threshold of refining strength and refining marrow will give you as much as 23 points. How tempting is this for Zhang Kun, who urgently needs to increase his dragon energy level, relieve the crisis, and find his parents and relatives?
Don't show mercy now.

Swish two knives.

So Qian Xingrong, the sub-ruler of the Herring Gang, took the lunch box, and took advantage of the situation to slash the short and bald man to the ground.

The result did not disappoint him.

The short and bald man didn't know the reason why he didn't understand spells. His strength was about the same as that of the mountain ghost, but he gave him two points less, and he had 21 points of dragon energy.

And Qian Tuozhu gave much more.

It gave a full 57 points of dragon energy.

Let Zhang Kun's eyes shine with golden light.

'There's a lot to do...'

Originally, he was a little worried that the top leaders of the Herring Gang would come to seek revenge again, but now, the trouble made him want to come to seek revenge.

Sitting well at home, being killed by the other party to cause trouble, this is of course an incompatible hatred.

Besides, no matter what era it is in.

As long as the name of the gang is put on, this kind of power will definitely not be much better.

In my impression, the name of the Herring Gang seems to stop children from crying.

Especially for some fishermen in Baling, they would shudder when they heard the name of the Herring Gang.

It's okay to be exploited to the bone.

They are really unhappy, and they can ruin their families.

This gang hangs over the people of Baling like a huge black cloud, and it is already a problem left over from history.

As for why the government doesn't care.

Even called them brothers and sisters...

It's also easy to understand.

You can't be an enemy, you can only be a friend.

Anyway, it's nothing for the people to be oppressed a little bit, as long as there is no problem with the big family and the scholar's style evaluation, it will not prevent them from becoming officials and making a fortune.

'Steady, you still have to be more steady.The Herring Gang is backed by the Water Palace, and there are many masters in the gang. The specific strength levels of the gang leader and elders are not known, so we still have to inquire carefully.It would be dangerous to act rashly. '

Zhang Kun was so hung up that he suppressed his desire for dragon aura, put away his thoughts of massacres, and remembered the "demon possession".

Killing evil and eradicating evil can win the hearts of the people, since there are so many harvests.

It can be seen that Baling County, and even the prefectures and counties of the Tang Dynasty have all been suffering demon gangs for a long time, and their beliefs and gratitude have nowhere to go.

It is indeed the best soil of faith.

I don't know if it was caused by accident, or someone was quietly pushing it behind the scenes.

In this kind of soil, as long as you do something quietly, you can gather people's hearts and directly get great benefits.

'Then, I must wash off my bad reputation of being possessed by demons, and I must not wear the suspicion of the murderer of the flower-picking serial case on my head. Since I have given the identity of this arrester, it is very easy to operate. '

Thinking of the hundreds of thousands of people in Baling County and the massive dragon energy base, Zhang Kun's heart quietly became hot.

"Brother Tang, don't you want to say something? Since you are here, why leave in a hurry?"

Seeing the hope of rapid growth in strength, Zhang Kun was also a little happy in his heart, so when he looked at Tang Wencai, he also became gentle.

"No, no, I, I just..."

Beads of sweat dripped down on Tang Wencai's forehead. Seeing the three terribly dead bodies, he was so frightened that he could not speak coherently. He uttered a cry, his expression collapsed, and he stumbled and ran away with tears of fear.

"I can't even speak clearly, what's the use of keeping you?"

Zhang Kun snorted coldly, moved his feet, and a piece of gravel flew past like a bullet, breaking the back of Tang Wencai's head. The white-faced scholar with a pair of peach blossom eyes fell to the ground without saying a word. made a sound.

"You are my friend. Since you are a friend, some things are extremely unbearable...Although I don't care, Zhang Bailing does."

Zhang Kun whispered to himself, shook his head, turned around, and looked at the little girl Lian'er with miraculous eyes.

It's time to ask her where she came from.

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(End of this chapter)