The Dominance of Martial Arts: Starting from the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell

Chapter 111: Killing
Fan Jiu's words exploded like thunder in Nie Hongshen's heart.

Without hesitation, he drew out the long knife from the table and pointed it at Fan Jiu:

"How dare you! You can do whatever you want with an immortal..."

"You don't want to become an immortal, but Hong Gong does."

Fan Jiu ignored Nie Hongshen and continued talking to himself.

"Who do you think is responsible for the plague and food shortage in the county city?"

Nie Hongshen was stunned and silent for a moment, then he put the knife back into the sheath.

"Keep talking."

Fan Jiu chuckled and gestured for Nie Hongshen to sit next to him so they could chat.

Nie Hongshen hesitated for a moment, then stood up from his desk and sat next to Fan Jiu.

At this time, Fan Jiu had already poured two cups of tea.

“Even if Lord Nie doesn’t know anything about medicine, he knows that he wants to make a medicine that specifically treats a certain disease.

Not only does it cost a lot of money, it also takes a lot of time.

The Dragon King gave medicine to save people. This may fool others, but it certainly won't fool you."

Nie Hong was thoughtful:
"Are you saying that this plague is related to Hong Jinlu? Why?"

"It's very simple. To become an immortal, you must first win over the hearts of the people."

Fan Jiu stopped talking here, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Nie Hongshen wanted to scold him for continuing, but just as he was about to open his mouth, he closed it again, picked up the teacup and filled it with tea for Fan Jiu.

"Where did Brother Fan hear this news?"

"A man named Zhang Yuhuai said that he met him delivering goods at night a few days ago.

When I killed him, he wanted to summon the monster inside his body, but I discovered it.

After I beat him up, he told me something to save his life."

There is a monster inside... The scholar with a feminine face at the small pier?
Recalling what happened at the small pier, Nie Hongshen began to believe that what Fan Jiu said was true.

But he pressed on, just in case.

"How did he know about such an important matter as becoming an immortal?"

"Master Nie, do you know a man named Qin Zhiming?"

When Nie Hongshen heard this, he subconsciously touched his neck:
"Of course I've heard of the fierce tiger that has become famous recently."

"Then do you know that he is Mr. Hong's illegitimate son?"

Illegitimate child? Yes, that would make sense.

He has been famous in the county for such a long time, and most importantly, he can chop off my neck.

It is impossible for ordinary people, but for Hong Gong's illegitimate son, the son of a martial artist, it is not difficult to achieve these two points.

Nie Hong, with a lot of thoughts in his mind, let out a long sigh. He believed more and more in what Fan Jiu said.

"Qin Zhiming and Zhang Yuhuai have been through life and death together many times, and they are friends for life and death.

Therefore, all the information Zhang Yuhuai knew was revealed to him by Qin Zhiming.

After I killed Zhang Yuhuai, I did as he said before he died and waited in the Menghu Martial Arts School where Qin Zhiming had joined.

Although it took some effort, I finally took him down quietly.

It was through him that I learned about becoming an immortal."

When Nie Hongshen heard this, he couldn't help but drink up the tea in the cup as if it were wine.

"He's very skilled. How did you take him down?"

Fan Jiu grinned:
“There are some things we evildoers are better at than you warriors.

I am in the dark and he is in the light.

I controlled his brother's body to open the door and led him into the yard.

There was a trap I had prepared in the yard, and he was caught off guard and I caught him on the spot."

Nie Hongshen nodded. In some cases, evil magic is indeed more powerful than martial artists' fists and feet.

"Since you know the secret of becoming an immortal, why did you tell me?"

Fan Jiu stared at Nie Hongshen's eyes:

“Because the prerequisite for becoming an immortal is to practice the marrow realm, I, as an evildoer, definitely can’t do it, not to mention that my wife is in your hands.

I want to use this information to exchange for my wife.

After all, I don't have much confidence in killing Chang Anhe. And Lord Nie always keeps his promises. If you can really become an immortal, I believe it will be beneficial to me."

Nie Hongshen raised the corner of his mouth:
“Indeed, it is difficult for you to kill a martial artist.

You are very smart. Don't worry, if what you said is true, you don't have to kill Chang Anhe. I will return your wife to you."

"It is absolutely true. If you don't believe me, look at the fat man next to you."

Nie Hongshen turned his head to look at the fat man standing next to him. I say fat man, but he was actually a corpse.

He looked at the fat man carefully. There was nothing special about him, just a big belly and a tall stature.

Looking at Nie Hongshen who seemed somewhat puzzled, Fan Jiu smiled and drank the tea in the cup.

Nie Hongshen warned himself not to act too hastily and be careful of Fan Jiu's excessive demands.

So he pretended nothing had happened and drank the tea that Fan Jiu had just poured.

Then he put down his teacup and said casually:
"What's wrong with him? Nothing special, and he's not a warrior."

Fan Jiu looked at the fat corpse with a smile on his face.

"Master Nie, why don't you come closer and take a look at that belly."

Nie Hongshen stood up and walked to the fat man, lowered his head and stared at his belly.

"Qin Zhiming is inside."

Nie Hongshen suddenly looked up, pointed at his stomach, opened his mouth wide, and looked at Fan Jiu.

“I was afraid that the adults wouldn’t believe me, so I captured Qin Zhiming and trapped him inside.

My Lord, wait a minute, I will show you him."

Nie Hongshen nodded repeatedly, staring intently at the fat man's belly.

No matter what means he uses, he must get the secret of becoming an immortal from Qin Zhiming.

With a click, Fan Jiu stood up from the stool.

"open!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fat man's head and below suddenly cracked.

The internal organs disappeared, and in their place was a naked person.

The man lowered his head and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

The arms are in the fat man's shoulders and the legs are in the fat man's thighs.

The fat man was like a walking wooden frame, locking Qin Zhiming tightly inside his body.

Giving gifts, becoming an immortal, plague, food shortage, Hong Jinlu, Zhang Yuhuai, Qin Zhiming, illegitimate child, and the mystery of becoming an immortal.

These messages guided Nie Hongshen's mind step by step.

He pulled his mind to the young man in the fat man's belly.

No, that was not a person, it was a meat box containing priceless treasures waiting for him to open.

Nie Hongshen couldn't bear it any longer, he lowered his head and reached out to lift the man's chin.

Sure enough, this person was Qin Zhiming.

Until this moment, the inner excitement completely occupied Nie Hongshen's mind.

His whole body stiffened and his face flushed. He was completely focused and only thought about how to pry open the mouth of the person in his hand so that he could become an immortal and be revered by all eternity.

Whoosh! There was a faint sound of wind in my ears, and I felt uneasy and my hair stood on end.

Anxiety and excitement collided, and Nie Hongshen suddenly lost his mind.

In less than half a breath, his stiff body gave out a warning, trying to release all the internal energy from his body.

Unexpectedly, the internal energy that he used to be able to control at will became a little sluggish.

Half a breath later, the sound of wind had reached his neck and Nie Hongshen came back to his senses.

The invisible armor composed of internal energy outside the body was broken, and the sluggish internal energy inside the body had no time to recover.

"not good..."

As soon as this thought emerged in Nie Hongshen's mind, the world in his eyes suddenly turned upside down.

In a flash, Qin Zhiming inside the fat man's body suddenly opened his eyes.

A ball of white water spit out from the mouth, covering the fallen head.

After a moment, Qin Zhiming looked at the white balls in stripes that continued to appear on the ground and grinned.

"Brother Qin, as you wish, it's done."

Thanks to my idol dad for the monthly ticket, thank you
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(End of this chapter)