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

Chapter 93 Three

It was late at night and dark clouds covered the moon.

Mr. Bi led the two old gang members who usually protected him and walked out of the tavern cursing.

The shopkeeper bowed and came out to see him off.

After the three men walked away, the shopkeeper spit on the ground: "A bunch of old immortals!"

Qin Zhiming doesn’t care what happens in other territories.

But in his territory, the young gang members never eat or take anything for free.

Only these old gang members, relying on their special status, shout and act arrogantly.

Eat fresh meat and drink aged wine.

After eating, he just turned around and left, never asking for money.

If you want to stop them, they will exaggerate and brag about their past "great achievements."

It seems that without them, everyone in this area would be left dead on the streets.

It's not a good idea to bring this little matter to Qin Zhiming's attention.

Fortunately, these people take turns to eat for free in various places in the territory.

All in all, you would encounter them two or three times in a tavern a month.

Over time, the tavern no longer cared much about this matter and just treated it as feeding the dogs.

At this time, the three people who were walking away kept cursing Qin Zhiming.

They think it is disrespectful to them and arrogant.

Unlike the previous branch leader who died, he asked for advice on everything and tried to please everyone.

They cannot accept such a gap.

The three of them just turned into the alley.

Bang! Bang! The two old gang members who were walking in the front were immediately shot to the ground by the crossbow arrows.

Mr. Bi looked forward and saw two strong men holding crossbows, looking at him with smiles.

Before he could run, he heard hurried footsteps behind him and felt a sharp pain in his waist.

He struggled to turn his head and saw that he was being held by two expressionless men.

The daggers in their hands had already stabbed into both sides of Bi Ye's lower back.

The pain made Bi Ye want to shout, but his mouth was covered and he couldn't make a sound.

"Brother Hu, please ask me to say hello to you."

A sturdy man put his mouth close to Bi Ye's ear and slowly turned the dagger in his hand while speaking.

Soon, the bodies of Mr. Bi and his two old gang members were dragged into the alley by four strong men.

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"Brother Hu, this is the well."

The well in front of Qin Zhiming had been nailed shut with wooden boards, and the area around the well was covered with incense ash.

Chen Youhuang stood beside him, with seven or eight brothers holding torches standing behind him.

"Leave a torch and let the others go out."

Chen Youhuang took the torch handed over by his brother and signaled to the other brothers that they could leave.

After the brothers left, Qin Zhiming stepped forward and pulled the board apart.

"Are you sure this is the first well to have an accident?"

“It’s certain that half of Zhao Man’s body was already in the well.

If he hadn't accidentally knocked over the bucket next to him, causing his wife to come out to check, he would have probably fallen in.

According to Zhao Man, the moment he saw his reflection waving at him, he began to feel dazed.

He didn't know why he leaned in.

As Qin Zhiming listened, he rolled up his right sleeve, revealing a silk book covered in red characters.

Under Chen Youhuang's shocked gaze, the silk book drilled into the well like a snake.

After a while, the silk book emerged, without a single drop of water on it.

While Qin Zhiming controlled the silk book to wrap around his right arm again, he turned his head and said to Chen Youhuang:
"Let's go check out the other wells. Don't worry about this one."

The two men led the strong men to check three or four more wells, but still found nothing.

Until the last well, Qin Zhiming smiled slightly as he looked at the nails that the silk book brought out of the well.

Then, the nails melted into the silk book, and the book began to shake.

At Qin Zhiming's signal, the other brothers left, leaving only him and Chen Youhuang.

He took Chen Youhuang and walked through the streets and alleys according to the frequency of the silk book's shaking.

Finally, he looked at the silk book with afterimages and the tightly closed door in front of him.

Qin Zhiming signaled Chen Youhuang to prepare to climb over the wall.

The two jumped up and just landed.

With a splash, countless water splashed up, and the ground in the yard was covered with water that was up to the level of the backs of the feet.

"Ah Chen, don't lower your head!" Qin Zhiming shouted.

It was too late. Chen Youhuang had been attracted by the reflection in the water and knelt down, staring at the reflection without moving. Seeing that he had no other reaction, Qin Zhiming decided to find the real owner first.

The silk book flew out at a rapid speed and penetrated the tightly closed wooden door of the house in front.

Bang! The wooden door broke apart, and a man who kept cursing was dragged out with a silk book wrapped around his left hand.

"Remove the evil spell, or..."

Before Qin Zhiming finished speaking, the man immediately felt as if there was a mouth in the silk book.

The mouth had already bitten through the skin and was slowly closing.

"Stop, stop, let me untie you!" The man shouted immediately as he felt the pain of his flesh being bitten through.

Sitting in the water, he stretched his right hand into the water.

"Don't think about it? Otherwise, I will have to eat your left hand."

After a while, Chen Youhuang, who had returned to normal, came out of the house.

He glanced at the man whose arms were entangled with a silk book at Qin Zhiming's feet.

"Brother Hu, the three members of the family inside are all dead. They were drowned."

"What's your name? What are you doing here in our Sea Gang territory?"

After listening to this, Qin Zhiming looked at the man.

The man sighed and said, "Fang Ye, I'm coming to your place for refuge."

"Seek refuge? What refuge? You are an evildoer, who are you afraid of?"

Chen Youhuang frowned.

Fang Ye hesitated for a long time and said two words:

"Corpse General."

"Who is he?"

“The biggest bandit leader near Chaolan County. Before he was caught and thrown into the dungeon, he was the most vicious evildoer within a hundred miles of Chaolan County.

Everyone thought he died in the dungeon, but he turned out to be alive and became a government official. "

"Why are you afraid of him?" Qin Zhiming was a little puzzled.

Seeing that Fang Ye was unwilling to say anything, Qin Zhiming had an idea.

The severe pain from his left hand made Fang Ye beg for mercy loudly:
"I say! I say! That's because he has almost eaten all the Great Cold-level evildoers in the city."

"Eat the evildoer?"

"Yes, although I haven't heard of any Xiaohan-level evildoer being eaten, I fled here just in case."

Fang Ye covered his left hand which was wrapped in the silk book and nodded repeatedly.

Then, after some questioning, Qin Zhiming learned how to categorize the levels of evildoers, evil objects, and monsters.

When a person is dying or has just died, he or she will be extremely emotional.

A lot of resentment will arise in the heart, and the resentment will attract evil energy between heaven and earth.

When evil energy enters the body and mixes with resentment, that person will become a monster.

If a person vents his extreme emotions on an inanimate object at that time, then the huge amount of resentment generated in his heart will enter into that inanimate object.

When evil spirits enter dead things, they become evil things.

The evildoer relies on sorcery to actively lead evil energy into the body. The more evil energy the body contains, the more powerful the evildoer will be.

The same goes for evil things and monsters.

Therefore, the three are divided into levels according to the evil spirit.

According to Fang Ye, the three levels are divided into: Lesser Cold, Greater Cold, Severe Cold and Extreme Cold.

The cold here refers to the natural reaction of the body when a person encounters the three elements.

Minor Cold: The whole body feels slightly cold, with shivers on the skin.

Great Cold: Shivering all over, feeling nervous and uneasy.

As Fang Ye had never encountered the last two levels, he was not very clear about them.

Of course, people refer to ordinary people, not warriors.

The higher the level of a warrior, the milder his reaction when encountering the three.

However, it seems that the severe cold above the Great Cold is a completely different realm.

Even warriors would have the same reaction as ordinary people.

As Xiaohan's sorcerer, Fang Ye only has a vague understanding of many pieces of information.

Seeing that he had said everything he could say, Chen You shook out two caltrops from his yellow sleeves, ready to send him off.

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