This scholar is a bit cruel

Chapter 139: A rich harvest, the art of replenishing yin with yang

"drive!"

After Luo Zijun sent Xu Xian home, he left in a carriage.

He went straight back to the inner city.

The carriage stopped at the crossroads in the south of the city.

He got off the car and wandered around the nearby streets for a while before returning to Bai's house.

Entered the house and closed the door.

He couldn't wait to take out today's harvest.

The yellow storage bag had become ownerless when the weasel died and could be used directly.

I opened the storage bag and found a lot of good things inside.

In addition to some basic daily necessities such as food and water, there was also a pile of silver. After a rough count, there was at least two thousand taels!
"Sent!"

He immediately took out all the silver and put it into his storage bag.

It seems that the weasel has harmed quite a few people.

Among this silver, it is estimated that a lot of Xu Xian’s silver also belongs to him, but he will definitely not return it.

Next to the silver were some bottles and jars filled with medicinal powder.

Luo Zijun carefully took out a bottle, put it under his nose and sniffed it. It smelled stinky and he didn't know what kind of medicine it was.

He didn't dare to listen to it any more and put it away immediately.

I'll just go to the pharmacy later and ask senior sister. With her medicine-making skills, she should know all these things.

He looked at something else.

In the corner there was a large, square black box that looked like a square coffin and was quite creepy.

He immediately opened it and looked inside.

This sight gave him a fright.

There were more than a dozen bloody human skins neatly stacked inside!
The hair and blood were visible on the people's skin. Some were white, some were dark, some were rough, and some were smooth. They were obviously people of different ages.

It turns out to be a monster that kills without blinking an eye!
Luo Zijun didn't dare to look at it any longer and immediately closed the box.

After thinking about it, he decided to burn all these human skins.

This place definitely wouldn't work. If Xiao Huan and Zhi Yuan saw it, they would probably be scared to death. If the Third Miss came to visit suddenly, it would be even more troublesome and it would be hard to explain.

In another corner, there is another wooden box.

There were several books in the box, their pages were yellowed and they looked quite old.

He took them out and looked at them one by one.

"The Art of Taking Yang to Replenish Yin... The Art of Disguising Oneself with Human Skin... The Etiquette of the Human World... The Differences Between Men and Women... The Skills of Speaking... The Art of Seducing Souls into Dreams... The Art of Breaking the Sky..."

After reading the names of these books, Luo Zijun already had a general idea of ​​the contents.

The art of collecting yang to replenish yin was naturally the Taoist technique used by the weasel spirit on Xu Xian. However, because Xu Xian was a fool and easy to deceive, he was still useful and could probably bring him a steady stream of scholars for him to absorb yang, so the other party did not kill him.

Xu Xian also saved his life because he was stupid and gullible.

The art of human skin disguise is probably the reason why the other party likes to eat and skin people.

The last three, about etiquette in the human world, the difference between men and women, and speech skills, were all prepared by the other party after they transformed and prepared to cause harm to the human world.

The technique of seducing souls into dreams should have been used on Xu Xian as well, which was to make Xu Xian dream about her every night, worrying about her and missing her so much that in the end he had to go against his conscience and morality and reluctantly help the other person do bad things.

As for the last one, "Sao Po Cangqiong"...

He has seen it, it is indeed cool and powerful, faster than rockets and missiles.

It is a good technique for escaping.

He thought about it and found that there were only the last two skills that he could try to practice.

Looking out the window, it's almost noon.

He didn't dare to stay any longer and immediately left the room, said something to Xiaohuan and Zhiyuan, and went out.

He had to go to Bao'an Hall to deal with the human skins on his body first.

Otherwise I will have trouble sleeping and eating.

Today was okay. Although I didn’t go to Cheng Academy and didn’t successfully meet the “Fairy of Yaochi”, I gained a lot.

He killed a monster that was harming people and obtained two thousand taels of silver and some martial arts skills.

Two thousand taels of silver is a huge sum of money.

He had never had so much money before, not even after writing the book.

Moreover, by fighting with monsters, he also gained some experience and knowledge.

For example, the understanding of literary spirit and the recognition of demonic spirit.

It seems that the teachers in the academy did not lie to him. Wen Qi really cannot be used for fighting and attacking. It can only be used for active defense when encountering monsters.

This is quite consistent with the saying "A gentleman uses his mouth, not his hands".

Out of the alley.

He walked around the nearby streets a few more times before arriving at Bao'an Hall.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard the master snoring.

A cool girl in a white dress was pounding medicine behind the counter. When she saw him come in, she just glanced at him indifferently and ignored him.

"Senior sister, you are so beautiful today."

Luo Zijun flattered him first, then said: "I will ask you a question later, it's about medicine. But now, I need to go to the kitchen."

He walked straight across the hall and went to the back.

Coming here is like coming home, there's no need to be polite.

As long as that girl doesn't seduce him or pinch him, he can come every day.

Entered the kitchen and started a fire directly.

Then, fill the pot with water.

After the flames started burning, he immediately poured out the large, ink-black box from his storage bag.

Unexpectedly, just as he opened the box, Su Dafang suddenly walked in with his hands behind his back, and said unhappily, "You are taking advantage of others. You don't eat at home, but come to my place to light a fire and cook?"

Then he snorted again and said, "Do more. Both the master and Ling'er are still hungry."

Luo Zijun's hand, which was about to take the human skin from the box, suddenly stopped.

Su Dafang saw a big box next to him, his eyes lit up immediately, he walked over and said happily: "What good stuff is in it? Beef or pork? Cook more, Master loves it."

As he spoke, he walked over to the box and looked down with a smile on his face.

When he saw this, the smile on his face froze.

At first, his eyes were puzzled, then they gradually widened, and then he said in a trembling voice: "Zijun, this is..."

"Human skin."

Luo Zijun looked at him and asked, "How many do you want to eat, Master?"

"..."

Su Dafang was stunned for a moment, then he screamed "Ah" and ran away, shouting as he ran: "Ling'er! Run! Your Luo Zijun has gone crazy again. Last time he wanted to eat dog shit, this time he started eating people directly!"

Soon he disappeared.

The corners of Luo Zijun's mouth twitched a few times. When he was about to stand up to explain, he suddenly heard footsteps.

Su Qingling, holding the thick rolling pin and with a cold face, walked over from the front room in a playful manner.

Su Dafang, meanwhile, hunched his body and followed behind her timidly, whispering, "Ling'er, don't hit him on the head this time. Grandpa is afraid that it will make him even more stupid. This kid actually wants to eat people. It's terrible..."

Su Qingling walked into the kitchen holding a rolling pin, her beautiful eyes looking coldly behind the stove.

Luo Zijun quickly explained: "Master, Senior Sister, I didn't skin these people by myself. A monster did. I killed the monster and found these human skins, so I planned to burn them all, not eat them. How could I eat people?"

Su Dafang poked his head out from behind his granddaughter and said, "My disciple, stop quibbling. Explanation is just covering up. What monster or not? It was you who did it. You are the monster."

Luo Zijun quickly took out the storage bag, and then took out the purse that Xu Xian wore every day, and took out the strand of yellow hair inside.

"Master, Senior Sister, look, this is the hair and storage bag of the weasel. I know this is absurd and outrageous, and you may not believe it, but I still want to explain it to you..."

"I have a friend whom I met today..."

Su Qingling suddenly asked in a cold voice: "What friend? Where did you meet? Tell me clearly."

Su Dafang also poked his head out from behind her: "Yes, disciple, what friend? You have to tell me where you met, otherwise it's fake."

"In... in the teahouse."

Luo Zijun told an insignificant lie.

Then he quickly continued: "He said that something strange happened to him recently. He fell in love with a snake demon..."

Hearing the word "snake demon", Su Qingling's eyes suddenly narrowed.

Su Dafang, who was hiding behind her, also showed a change of expression.

"Then I followed him and left Qing, ahem, left the teahouse, and went to that house..."

Su Dafang suddenly asked, "Disciple, were you going to talk about the brothel just now?"

Luo Zijun said, "How is that possible? I was just about to mention Qingfeng Restaurant. I was there a few days ago and I remembered it wrongly. Master, please stop talking and listen to me."

"That woman looks enchanting, with a seductive appearance and very... ahem..."

He glanced at his senior sister and continued, "She warmly invited me into the house..."

Su Qingling suddenly asked in a cold voice: "Are her breasts big?"

Luo Zijun immediately said: "It's fake, it's all filled with water. When I inserted the dagger into it, I found that it was empty..."

"Which dagger?"

Su Qingling suddenly asked again in a cold voice, a dangerous look suddenly appeared in her beautiful eyes, and she glanced at somewhere in his mind.

Luo Zijun immediately pulled out the dagger from his sleeve and said, "Of course it's this dagger. Which dagger do you think it is?"

Su Qingling's pretty face was cold and she said nothing more.

"Senior Sister, please stop interrupting me, and please stop insulting my character!"

Luo Zijun said angrily. What on earth is this girl thinking about all day?
Then continue talking.

"I knew she was a monster, and I was afraid that the powder my senior sister gave me would be useless if I sprinkled it, so I secretly put it into my tea and tricked her into drinking two sips... Then, while she was sticking to me and being horny, I smeared it on her waist, buttocks, thighs, and chest..."

Su Qingling clenched the rolling pin in her hand and asked coldly, "How did you apply it? What did you use? Your hands or your mouth?"

Su Dafang also stood up from behind her and asked curiously, "My disciple, how did she stick to you and flirt with you, and how did you flirt with her in response? Please explain it clearly! It's not what I want to hear, but what your senior sister wants to hear!"

Luo Zijun: “…”

"Master! Senior Sister! Are you going to let me talk about this? Shouldn't the key point of this matter be that she is a monster and how can I use my wisdom to kill her? Why do you always like to ask irrelevant, weird and unimportant questions?"

The two said nothing more.

Luo Zijun glanced at the two of them resentfully and continued, "Then I took advantage of her unpreparedness and stabbed her in the chest..."

"What did you use to stab me?"

Su Qingling suddenly asked again in a cold voice.

Luo Zijun was speechless and said, "Of course it's a dagger!"

"Which dagger?"

Luo Zijun: “…”

Su Dafang also asked: "Yes, which dagger? You have to tell me clearly! You can't skip this. Also, you have to explain why you didn't stab anywhere else, but had to stab her big breasts."

Luo Zijun: “…”

"Master, Senior Sister, I won't say anything more. You guys go away. I'm going to burn human skin."

He simply shut up and started throwing the human skins in the box into the fire.

There was silence in the room for a while.

Su Dafang secretly glanced at his granddaughter, and immediately smiled and said, "Zijun, go on, I won't say anything more."

Luo Zijun continued to burn the human skin with his head down and ignored them.

Su Qingling clenched the rolling pin in her hand and said in a cold voice: "Will you tell me or not?"

Luo Zijun glanced at her and was silent for a while before continuing.

"Then she jumped up and asked me why I stabbed her. I said it was because she was a monster, and a monster that harmed people. As a human being and a scholar, I naturally had to get rid of this harm for the people. In the end, we fought for 300 rounds. I relied on my own strength to stab her a few more times, and then beat her to death..."

Su Dafang tried to hold back, but couldn't help asking weakly, "Zijun, how did you fight for three hundred rounds? Explain clearly."

Luo Zijun said: "I forgot."

Su Dafang glanced at his granddaughter and said nothing more.

Luo Zijun said: "Then I dealt with its body and brought back this storage bag... and then I found this big box and the human skin inside..."

Then he quickly asked, "Master, is my friend okay? There is only a very faint mark below his belly button, and he doesn't seem to be in any trouble."

Su Dafang's face straightened, he pondered for a moment, and said, "It should be fine. According to what you said, the monster probably just wants to control him temporarily, and doesn't want to kill him. He should be fine after resting for a while."

Luo Zijun asked again: "Oh, right, you told me before that scholars have literary aura, so those monsters like them. When I was fighting with that monster today, as soon as the monster's demonic aura came out, my literary aura also came out, but I could only defend and not attack. Is it true that literary aura will only come out when the demonic aura is sensed?"

Su Dafang thought for a moment and said, "When I went to see a doctor in the inner city, I heard people talking about it. They said that the literary aura of scholars will only take the initiative to defend themselves when they encounter evil aura and danger. However, this kind of evil aura and danger must be emitted by transformed monsters, and the literary aura will be useful. If it is other ordinary monsters, monster beasts, human killers, etc., the literary aura is actually useless."

Luo Zijun looked at him and asked, "Master, who told you this?"

Su Dafang's eyes flashed, and he said, "These patients are all from noble families, and they are knowledgeable. I cannot tell you their names, as these are the patients' privacy."

Luo Zijun thought for a moment, took out the yellow demon pill, and asked, "Master, do you know how to use this thing? This is a demon pill. In addition to being able to sell it for money, I heard that it can also be used to make medicine. I wonder what kind of medicine it can be made into?"

"Demon pill?"

When Su Dafang heard this, he immediately came over, took it in his hand and checked it.

Seeing that he seemed to recognize it, Luo Zijun quickly took out the python's black demon pill and said, "Master, there is another one."

Su Dafang was surprised and asked, "Zijun, how come you have so many demon pills here? These are all good stuff!"

Luo Zijun said: "This black one is the demon pill of the demon beast, and your yellow one is from that weasel spirit."

Su Dafang lowered his head and carefully observed the yellow demon pill in his hand. He said, "I heard that the demon pills of transformed monsters are extremely valuable and hard to come by. If this thing is sold for money, it will definitely not be worth it. If it is used to make medicine... I, the master, don't understand. This thing is probably used to make pills, and it is used to make higher-level pills."

"Alchemy?"

Luo Zijun's heart moved, and he said: "I do know a Taoist priest who should be able to make pills. However, I can't find him for a while."

Su Dafang immediately said with a sigh, “Zijun, you have a lot of connections now. You even know a Taoist who makes pills.”

Then he took another look at the demon pill in his hand and said, "However, in your current situation, you probably can't use the pill made from this demon pill. If you use it to make pills, it will probably only benefit others."

As he said this, he actually swallowed.

Luo Zijun asked: "Master, do you want to eat?"

Su Dafang was stunned, and quickly laughed: "How is it possible? Why would your master eat it? But I heard that this thing is really edible. I remember reading a book that said some demon pills condense the life-long skills and techniques of demons. If you swallow it, you may be able to inherit the other party's skills and techniques."

"So magical?"

Luo Zijun's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "Then I'll try it."

Su Dafang said quickly: "Don't do that! If something goes wrong, you might turn into a weasel too."

As he spoke, he secretly glanced at the side and said, "This thing is very precious. Zijun, why don't you give it to your senior sister? Let her grind it up and apply it on her face. Maybe it can help beautify her skin."

"what……"

Luo Zijun's mouth twitched, and he said, "Facial mask? Beauty and skin care? Isn't that a waste?"

As soon as he said this, he immediately felt a chill.

Su Qingling stared at him coldly with her beautiful eyes, then snatched the demon pill away.

Luo Zijun quickly explained: "It's not that I don't want to give it to Senior Sister, it's just that Senior Sister's face is already very beautiful, and her skin is so good that it's perfect. There's no need for her to beautify her face anymore."

Su Qingling ignored him and put the demon pill away.

Luo Zijun thought about it, handed over the black demon pill in his hand, and said: "If you like it, take this one too. Anyway, I have a huge sum of money now, so I am not short of money."

Su Qingling was stunned for a moment, looked at him, and without being polite, she reached out to take it. Then she suddenly looked at him coldly and asked, "You have a huge sum of money? How much?"

Luo Zijun proudly held up two fingers: "Two thousand..."

Just as he was about to say it, he suddenly came to his senses and said quickly: "It's not two thousand, it's two hundred, two hundred taels!"

However, it was too late.

Su Qingling's other hand had already reached out in front of him, and she said coldly, "Two thousand, all given to me."

Luo Zijun immediately covered his clothes tightly: "Why?"

Su Qingling snorted coldly and said, "Without my poison, can you make money?"

Su Dafang immediately chimed in: "My disciple, without your sister's poison, you would lose your life, not to mention the two thousand taels of silver and the demon pill! You also know that your sister loves silver the most, so take it out and honor her."

Luo Zijun's momentum suddenly weakened, and he said, "Senior Sister, can you only give me one thousand taels?"

Su Qingling had a cold face and said nothing.

"One thousand five hundred taels?"

"One thousand eight hundred taels?"

"One thousand nine hundred taels?"

"Hey... okay, okay, I'll give it all to you. I won't leave a single drop. I'll give it all to you!"

Luo Zijun had no choice but to get up, fetch a large basin, and then pour out all the two thousand taels of silver that he had just put away.

"Dang-dang-dang!"

As a series of crisp sounds rang out, a pile of white silver bounced into the basin.

Su Dafang on the side grinned with joy: "My coffin book has finally been filled..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly glanced at his granddaughter next to him, then looked at the guy in front of him and asked, "Zijun, do you still have the poison?"

Luo Zijun said: "I have been using it quite frequently recently, and I spilled a lot every time, so it is almost gone."

As he said this, he looked pitifully at the girl in front of him.

The smile that had just appeared on Su Dafang's face disappeared instantly.

After Luo Zijun poured out all the silver, he was left with only the one hundred taels that Chu Jian had given him.

Although he felt sad, he also felt that it was his duty to give it to his senior sister.

Moreover, he still needed his senior sister to help him refine more poison.

Those poisons really saved his life several times, and they must be replenished all the time!
Su Qingling picked up the basin full of silver and left.

Luo Zijun sighed, threw the remaining human skin into the flames and burned it clean.

Su Dafang saw his granddaughter leaving, and hurriedly asked quietly: "Disciple, is there anything valuable in the monster's storage bag?"

Luo Zijun said, "Nothing else, just a few cultivation manuals and some bottles and jars. Master, can you help me check what's in those bottles and jars later?"

Su Dafang was immediately disappointed and said unhappily, "Let your senior sister take a look."

After saying that, he prepared to leave.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, take out those cultivation manuals and let me have a look."

Luo Zijun was stunned: "Master, can you understand?"

Su Dafang rolled his eyes and said, "I have traveled a lot over the years and have never eaten pork, but have I never seen a pig run? Let me tell you, although I am just a small doctor, I definitely know more than you! Stop talking nonsense and take it out!"

"Oh……"

Luo Zijun had no choice but to take out all the books and hand them to him.

Su Dafang glanced at the first book and was immediately shocked: "The Art of Replenishing Yang with Yin? You kid actually wants to..."

Then he hurriedly shouted to the outside: "Ling'er! Come here quickly! Your Luo Zijun wants to practice the "Yin-replenishing Yang Technique"! He wants to take women!"

Luo Zijun was speechless: "Master, this is the art of replenishing Yin with Yang, not the art of replenishing Yang with Yin! And this is the book of that monster, what does it have to do with me?"

"Ah... taking yang to replenish yin?"

Su Dafang was stunned when he heard this, then he took a closer look and said, "Oh, it really is taking yang to replenish yin..."

Then, he suddenly shouted to the outside in a louder voice: "Ling'er! Come here quickly! Your Luo Zijun is so perverted, he actually wants to practice the art of collecting yang to replenish yin! He wants to collect men!"

Luo Zijun: “…”

(End of this chapter)