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

Chapter 138 Leaving the City
At the pier, the fire gradually died down.

The big bell formed by the burning flames became more and more transparent, and from outside the bell one could vaguely see two people sitting cross-legged inside.

On top of the bell, all that was left of Li Hu was a cracked head, with his lower jaw being slowly devoured by sparks.

After a moment, Li Hu closed his eyes contentedly and let the sparks devour him completely.

The moment Li Hu turned into sparks and disappeared, the big clock also turned into sparks and drifted away in the wind.

"Brother Hong, I'm going back first."

Chang Anhe stood up and disappeared.

Mr. Hong opened his eyes and looked around.

Several shops around were reduced to ruins, and the roofs of some warehouses and granaries were on fire, probably caused by sparks that had fallen previously.

Zao'er was holding a blue skull and sitting on the ridge of the granary where she often stayed, swinging her feet and staring at herself.

Seeing Hong Gong looking at her, Zaoer jumped down and jumped to his side.

“Half an hour has passed, and there has been no major movement in the city.

I guess Qin Zhiming has escaped, so according to what the temple master said, as long as he does not enter the city before the ascension is completed, you cannot leave the city to kill him. "

Mr. Hong had a blank expression on his face and turned to look at the canal.

"If he can't leave the city, then what happens to him outside the city has nothing to do with me, right?"

"Of course, as long as you don't send anyone out of the city, what happens outside the city has nothing to do with you?"

After hearing Zao'er's reply, Mr. Hong remained silent.

He stretched out his hands and made a tearing motion towards the canal.

The calm surface of the canal suddenly split in two, revealing the dark mud at the bottom mixed with countless bones and debris.

On top of the mud, there is a pile of black bricks.

Master Hong waved his left palm, and the bricks scattered, revealing a broken passage.

He jumped into the canal and walked straight into the passage.

Inside the channel, river water gradually flows out.

Mr. Hong stepped on the water, glanced at the two charred corpses on the ground, and continued to move forward.

After a while, he came to an open secret room that looked like a bedroom.

The floor of the secret room is clean and tidy, in stark contrast to the passage which is covered with silt due to river erosion.

Mr. Hong walked into the secret room and looked at the man sitting cross-legged by the stove in the opposite door:

"You broke your promise."

Zhu Jianxiu scratched his head:

"Really? My deal with you is to train three skeletons into jade soldiers within a month.

You recommended me to Yuanliu Palace in front of Master Peng. I am willing to do so regardless of success or failure.

Three skeletons, I have trained them into jade soldiers."

"Where's Yu Bing?"

"It was taken away."

Mr. Hong stared into Zhu Jianxiu's eyes and asked, "Why didn't you stop him?"

Zhu Jianxiu grinned:
"Why should I stop you? Send someone to help me refine the jade soldiers.

I have refined it, and the people you sent took the jade weapon away. Is there a problem?"

"He is not mine." Mr. Hong's eyes flashed with ferocity.

"What does it have to do with me? That's your problem.

I am a craftsman, responsible only for refining equipment, not for dealing with traitors.

You don't want to use this as an excuse to deny your guilt, do you? "

Zhu Jianxiu stood up. He was like a human furnace, radiating high temperature all over.

With every step you take, a black footprint will be left on the ground.

"I am just a lousy blacksmith. I do small business and never sell on credit."

Zhu Jianxiu walked up to Mr. Hong, glared at him, and was about to lose his temper.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Mr. Hong smiled slightly.

"No, since you have finished refining the weapon, just stay here with peace of mind."

After Mr. Hong finished speaking, he turned and left.

Soon, Mr. Hong returned to the dock and the canal behind him returned to normal.

At this time, Xuelong came over, bowed his head and clasped his fists:
"Foster father, he broke through the East Gate and left from there."

"Who is responsible for guarding the East City Gate? If they fail to do their job well, they will all be killed." Xuelong hesitated:
“All fifteen men who were responsible for guarding the East City Gate were beaten to death by Qin Zhiming.

Of the twenty people who rushed to support, only one survived.

He was so frightened that he kept mumbling the same words over and over again.

"What?" Mr. Hong glanced at the blood dragon.

"Hong Jinlu, I will take revenge."

Hearing this, Master Hong placed his left hand on Xuelong's right shoulder.

"A mere warrior who practices physical martial arts dares to show off his power by using jade weapons.

He sent someone to deliver a letter to the lawyer, and used all means to send Qin Zhiming back to the city.

Live to see people, die to see corpses.

By the way, send Li Hu's daughter back as well. I want to make her suffer a fate worse than death!"

Click, the blood dragon with a sunken right shoulder looked normal and continued to speak:
“What about Changxing Street?”

“Test Di Yanfeng and see what his attitude is towards Qin Zhiming.

No problem, leave Changxing Street to him."

"Yes, there is one more thing."

Xuelong recounted in detail what "Nie Hongshen" had said.

Mr. Hong thought about it;
“Tell Bai Yunguang that he is the one begging me to come to Chaolan Tower to see me tonight.

As for the Heying Martial Arts School, you go and tell the head of the Chaolan Third School in person that the martial artists under your tutelage are not allowed to step out of the school's threshold again.

Otherwise, kill without mercy.

Then let the gang spread the news, and the monster took advantage of the heavy fog to sneak into the Fanhai Wharf and use evil magic to burn all the medicine for curing the plague. "

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Outside Chaolan City, there is a sea of ​​trees.

Qin Zhiming and Zhang Yuhuai walked quickly in the waist-high grass.

Above their heads was the shade of a tree that blocked out the sun.

The sunlight shines through the gaps between the branches and leaves.

Countless spots of light were sprinkled on and around the two people.

Suddenly Zhang Yuhuai and Qin Zhiming stopped and looked around.

Something is wrong. This trip out of the city is not like the previous one.

In the hollows of trees, in the shadows of grass leaves, and on the backs of rocks, there seemed to be countless pairs of eyes hidden in these places, silently watching the two of them.

"Brother Hu, I don't have any exorcism candles or incense ash, so be careful."

Zhang Yuhuai took a step forward and stood in front of Qin Zhiming:
"During this period of chaos in the city, all the city gates were closed, and only the west gate with rice fields was open. I heard that many people ignored the advice and rashly left the city to escape.

The West City Gate was not closed until the exchange of soldiers for food was completed some time ago.

Originally, when strange things happened outside the city, the government would immediately ask gangs or martial arts schools to go out of the city to investigate after knowing about it.

Who has the time to leave the city now? Those who fled the city have not been heard from since.

What's more, when Taoist temples are closed and immortals close their eyes, positive energy dissipates and negative energy becomes prevalent.

I wonder how many monsters and evil things were born outside the city during this period?
Let me go in front, I have my wife with me, those things generally can’t hurt me.”

"Forget it, let me do it. Lie on the ground and don't open your eyes."

Qin Zhiming patted Zhang Yuhuai on the shoulder.

While Zhang Yuhuai was stunned, Qin Zhiming stretched out his right palm.

In an instant, white light appeared!

A thick white light gushed out from the palm of his hand, and strange noises were heard wherever it went.

Not long after, Qin Zhiming retracted the white light, and the feeling of being spied on disappeared.

Qin Zhiming turned around and saw Zhang Yuhuai lying on the ground, not daring to look up.

"Get up, Ah Huai, it's okay."

Zhang Yuhuai, with blood flowing from his eyes, slowly stood up, shocked.

He just took a look at the white light when the woman inside him groaned in pain, warning him to lie down quickly.

"Brother Tiger, you..."

"It's just a small trick, not worth mentioning, hurry up and find that jade weapon.

Then, find a way to find Senior Sister to prevent her from beating everyone to death."

(End of this chapter)