Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature.

Chapter 296: Only change but not kill, He Xian's thunderous means! (Request for subscription)
Qinghe City is very large, and it is a gathering place for all kinds of people, good and evil. The opium dens are filled with smoke all day long, and the brothels are full of guests day and night, with the sounds of ecstasy never stopping.

But for some people, Qinghe City is very small.

It's so small that there is almost no room for you.

Most of the people here are scoundrels. They fight and kill for the treasures in the mountains and for the interests of the territory. Their desires are expanding and they commit adultery.

The people at the bottom of society are unwilling to remain at the bottom forever, so they come here to try their luck, but luck is not so easy to come by.

The civilians here have to work like beasts of burden, and besides being exhausted to death, they are also not easily killed. The people at the bottom of the underworld are miserable, they are either beasts of burden or cannon fodder.

People die in Qinghe City every day, and nine out of ten of them are cannon fodder like this.

If you don't want to be cannon fodder, then your life will be difficult and you will have no place to live.

There are quite a few such people where Duan Yun and the Murong brothers are eating fermented glutinous rice eggs.

There were many shabby shacks on this street, and many people in tattered clothes were huddled there, looking like beggars.

But these people are not beggars, but people from the underworld.

From their hands and feet, one could tell that many of them had practiced this technique.

It’s just that in this city full of infighting among the gangsters, they are not much better off than beggars.

"Brother Wang, the dock needs people to unload the cargo. Do you want to go? There's only half a pound of meat for moving 40,000 pounds of cargo."

"Didn't it used to be that there were two kilograms of meat for forty thousand kilograms of goods?"

"That can't be helped. If you don't do it, there are plenty of people who will do it. The big guys in Qinghe City who can't afford to eat and the martial artists who practice body building are all trying to get the job."

"You're not going to let me live, let's just wait for an opportunity to help."

"Brother Wang, helping out in other places is just for show and they also provide food, but helping out in this place is life-threatening. Do you want to do it or not? If not, I'm leaving."

"Fuck it! After I'm done I'm going to go gamble and hope I can win more!"

"These days are so damn hard."

This is just a fragment of the street scoundrels, but it is also a microcosm.

Those who dream of obtaining the secret manual of magical skills and becoming famous but can only work as odd workers and wait for their chance are considered good. There are even worse ones.

Ever since he went deep into the Iron Blood Sect last time, Duan Yun has felt the plight of the lower classes in the underworld here.

If he hadn't injected chivalrous spirit into the Iron Blood Sect's martial arts and made them indulge in cleaning toilets and latrines, otherwise the two of them would still be doing hard labor for money.

He felt that the underlying logic of the sect here was broken.

Those at the top don’t want those below to have an easy life, and those below don’t want the shrimps below them to have an easy life, so that only those at the top have an easy life, while those below can only eat shit.

Looking back now, he made the Iron Blood Sect become a group of people willing to make sacrifices, which can be considered a good correction.

Just as the Murong brothers said - "As long as everyone gives a little more love, this world will become a beautiful place."

Although he said this when he was practicing the Ox-Horse Kung Fu and became mentally disturbed, it is still the truth.

This world is full of adultery and murder. Many people want others to eat shit just for their own pleasure. There is no love at all.

Turning the Tiexue Sect into a group of people with the spirit of oxen and horses is indeed the first step towards reforming the martial arts world.

Although this method seems a bit forced and even a bit extreme.

But this world has to be a bit extreme, and we can’t treat these people as normal people.

They have to be treated as mentally ill.

Correct!
Everyone in the martial arts world is sick, and this young hero and doctor is here to treat them.

When treating mental illness, what's wrong with being a little more forceful?
If you ask me, these people are so loveless that they should be electrocuted.

If you touch her a few more times, maybe she will become as normal and loving as he is.

After Duan Yun and Murong finished their rice wine eggs, they continued walking inside.

All I can say is that the further you go in, the stronger the smell, and the more miserable people become.

Those outside can still do odd jobs, but those inside can't.

Some of them looked like they were sick, with syphilis, and were completely disabled. Others were addicted to smoking, and were either borrowing money to continue smoking or lying there like zombies, completely broken down.

On the way, two syphilis patients tried to rob them of their money, but the Murong brothers simply punctured the pus sores on two of their bodies, causing them to roll on the ground in pain, thus stopping them from committing a crime.

After exiting the shabby alley, Duan Yun and the Murong brothers both thought that this place was morbid.

This is in stark contrast to the area around Yushi Town where Yuzhu Villa is located.

However, now that this group of Yuzhu heroes have arrived, this place will be the area covered by the chivalrous spirit of Yuzhu Villa, and sooner or later it will become peaceful.

At this time, a woman ran over at the entrance of the alley and said, "Brother Yun, go quickly, the man from the Iron Blood Sect is treating the patient again."

Brother Yun was scratching his head while sighing, "That Iron Blood Sect that arrests people everywhere to treat illnesses? But I have syphilis."

"Velvety diseases can be cured. Uncle Wang has already cured them. We have to hurry up. Only fresh blood can cure diseases. There are only a few days a month."

"Can this be cured?"

Yun Ge'er hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "I won't treat it! I got this disease from Miss Sisi. As long as I get this disease, it means that Miss Sisi has me! I won't treat it even if I die!"

Seeing this, the woman was so angry that she beat her chest and stamped her feet and said, "You are such a cheap bitch! A witch from a brothel infected you with a disease, and you acted like you lost your soul."

Brother Yun was not angry, but instead looked afterward: "Miss Sisi tastes really good."

Duan Yun couldn't help but glance at the Murong brothers.

Brother Murong complained, "Why are you looking at me? Can I be as mean as him?"

"No, I have to go back to see Ning Qing. I really miss her so much!"

On the way back, Duan Yun and the Murong brothers bought some rice and pork.

They both found that the prices were changing every day, and they couldn't help spending their money.

It is obvious that someone in the city is manipulating prices.

"Damn it, he even controls what this hero eats and drinks. Let's go back and investigate and kill his entire family." Duan Yun said angrily, holding the expensive hairy pork in his hand.

Brother Murong asked in confusion: "Just kill them without reforming them?"

"We have to change and kill. If we only change without killing, we can't show our thundering methods." Duan Yun replied.

The Murong brothers knew very well that if this guy went back and asked Fan Gao to investigate the situation, there would probably be more names in the little notebook.

All we can say is that Young Master Duan has never forgotten his original aspiration.

When he was in his hometown, Linshui Town, he killed the Xuanxiong Gang members because they collected protection fees indiscriminately, and he also became the county magistrate.

Now that prices are manipulated, even rich people like him who have gained a lot of ill-gotten gains feel that prices are expensive, so why not kill them and keep them for the New Year?

Walk along the river all the way.

At this time of year, there are green willows along the river.

There were many men and women washing clothes, talking and chatting on the river bank.

"Junior Brother Li, I helped you wash your clothes this time. Next time, it's your turn to help me wash the chamber pot."

"Senior Sister, I understand. This Qinghe City is really difficult to deal with. Even the servants are ridiculously expensive. If this were outside, I would hire ten young people to do my laundry and cooking for me."

"It's as if I don't have ten young men in the sect to wash my chamber pot for me."

"Sister, how about we go back?"

"Go back? Even if we go back, neither you nor I can beat the senior sister. I won't go back until I get the magic skill and slap Master in the face!"

I have to say, walking along the river, Duan Yun felt a little bit of peace.

Not only because of the beautiful scenery of green willows, but also because of the atmosphere of life. Only when he came here could he feel that ordinary people and jianghu people were also alive, and they also had to eat and wash clothes.

It's not like in those places where sects gather, where they are either fighting or doing business without limits, like a group of lunatics.

No, they are psychopaths!
At this time, Duan Yun couldn't help but reveal a sharp look of "a doctor's benevolence".

They had just noticed that people were leaving the city and going into the mountains one after another.

According to Fan Gao's information, it was not suitable to go into the mountains in this summer.

In summer, poisonous insects, snakes and ants are active in the mountains and forests, and the vegetation is particularly lush. Many wanderers could not even find the way and were killed by poisonous insects and snakes.

Normally, early autumn is the peak season for going into the mountains.

But there are always people who are impatient, or who are afraid that others will get there first. They are not afraid of hardships and will go into the mountains even in summer.

For example, the group of people who just walked by are from Hongtashan.

They went out one by one, smoking opium and carrying baskets on their backs.

The main reason is that Hongtashan’s opium is quite comprehensive. Not only can it make people relax, it can also make people addicted, and even poisonous insects, snakes and rats are afraid of it.

So they have an advantage in going into the mountains in summer.

In fact, this season also has its advantages, at least the competition is relatively small.

Autumn is the right season to go into the mountains, but it is not the right time for people to go into the mountains. With too many people going into the mountains, conflicts are inevitable, and a fight can result in death.

Walking along the river bank lined with willow trees, they would soon reach their new Yuliu Villa.

Here, several men were seen plastering a new house.

These men were dressed in grey clothes with grey eagles embroidered on the chests that looked like chickens. They were obviously members of the Grey Eagle Gang.

Duan Yun and his friends just found out two days ago that there are rules in Qinghe City, which is that to build a new house, not only do they have to buy land from the sect, but the new house must also be handed over to the Grey Eagle Gang.

I can only say the price is very dark.

The owners of the house under repair should be the couple on the roadside. The woman has been supervising the work and reminding the people from the Grey Eagle Gang from time to time.

The man had a leather bag hanging on his body, and it was unclear whether it contained poison or medicine.

As a result, Duan Yun soon discovered that he had guessed wrong.

At this time, the man took out a small throwing knife and started trimming his nails.

His hands were clean and his nails were neat, but he was still trimming them slowly, as if he was working on a piece of art.

After seeing Duan Yun and the Murong brothers, the man smiled gently and said, "Hello, two friends. Do you live here too?"

Duan Yun nodded and said, "Yes, we will live upstairs."

The man responded: "Then we are neighbors from now on. My last name is Li, and this is Lin Yin, your humble servant."

Having said that, he asked the woman to come over.

Brother Murong quickly bowed and responded, "Brother Li, Hello, Madam Li, I am Mu Dehua, this is my sworn brother Duan Chengwu, we will be neighbors from now on, please take care of me."

As old hands in the world, when it comes to underworld jargon, the Murong brothers are still one step ahead of Gao Duanyun.

The two sides greeted each other and left.

On the way, Duan Yun pondered and said, "Were those two people disguised just now?"

Brother Murong was surprised and asked, "You figured it out too?"

Duan Yun said seriously: "They have a good temperament and you can tell they are well maintained. They look ordinary, but their temperament is hard to hide. People like them shouldn't have faces like that."

The Murong brothers looked at Duan Yun again.

He could tell it was a disguise, he knew it from a professional perspective. After all, he had specifically consulted Feng Ling'er, and that was that if the human skin mask was a bit old, then when the wearer talked, there would be some very fine wrinkles on the lower neck.

But Duan Yun saw it from another perspective.

He also had a similar experience. That was in the Tiexue Gate, Duan Yun was clearly dressed as an ugly man with a scar on his face, but he still looked pleasing to the eye.

Damn it, you good-looking people can still look good even if you act ugly, right?

He couldn't help but ask curiously, "So, that Madam Lin Yin might be a bright and beautiful woman!"

Duan Yun complained: "Why do you only mention the wife?"

"Are you still interested in your husband?"

As they were talking, the two of them arrived.

As a result, at this time, the two found that someone had come into the house.

Four men in gray stood there, opposite them were Fan Gao and the panda Dabai.

Judging from the way Dabai was standing with his fists clenched, he didn't look like a guest.

"What's going on?" Duan Yun asked.

When Fan Gao saw Duan Yun and the Murong brothers coming back, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said, "These guys are from the Grey Eagle Gang. Miss Feng said before that she would paint the walls herself, but these guys..."

At this time, a member of the Grey Eagle Gang said, "There are rules in Qinghe City. All repairs to the houses must be done by our Grey Eagle Gang."

Duan Yun was surprised and said, "We are not building a new house, we are just renovating it."

"We have to be responsible for the repairs." said a disciple of the Grey Eagle Gang.

"How much does it cost?" Duan Yun asked.

"That depends on how much you want to repair and to what extent. It also depends on our construction period. Generally speaking, for a house like this, if you only want to repair and plaster it, it will cost fifty taels. During the repair, you have to provide food, at least one pound of meat per person per meal." The Grey Eagle Gang disciple explained.

Duan Yun finally understood why Fan Gao did not use the silver to send them away even though he had given them a lot of silver.

It turns out that this lion has a big appetite.

Duan Yun suddenly became angry.

I just bought some expensive pork, and now you are forcing me to buy it just for painting the walls and plastering. Are you asking for too much?
These people are very sick.

"Who made this rule?" Duan Yun asked.

"The gang leader and the big guys in the city set the rules together. Why, you..."

"Junior brother, why are you telling him this? In a word, either don't do it, or give us money to do it."

Brother Murong said, "We don't want to brush it for the time being."

"Fifty taels." said the Grey Eagle Gang disciple.

"What fifty taels?" Duan Yun asked puzzledly.

"Do you think our trip was in vain? If our people hadn't discovered that you were going to plaster and we had stopped you in time, do you know the consequences of repairing the house without permission? It would not be a matter of fifty taels."

Duan Yun held the pork in his hand and said, "Give it to them."

Fan Gao took out the silver and gave it to him.

Brother Murong looked at their departing backs and said, "Brother, are you really going to give it to me? Why don't you bargain for the price?"

Duan Yun said to Fan Gao, "Go and find out what rules the Grey Eagle Gang and the big guys have set. By the way, Feng Ling'er and the others are out, so prepare a mask for me later."

Brother Murong was surprised and asked, "Why do you want a mask?"

"It's not clear who the big shot in the city is who set the rules, but the leader of the Grey Eagle Gang is definitely one of them. After taking the money from me, does he still want to live beyond tomorrow?" Duan Yun replied.

The Murong brothers and Fan Gao took a breath of cold air at the same time.

(End of this chapter)