Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 77 Chapter 76 Secret Communication (Continued Daily)

He turned around and saw that these people were all wearing gray linen headbands with the word "柴" (firewood) embroidered on it.

He is a guard of the Chai Gang, but he is not a direct descendant of the Song family. He is probably equivalent to an ordinary escort who controls the qi and blood in the escort agency.

Li Cunxiao was a little disappointed for a moment, but when the people opposite saw his face, they were all stunned.

The other person was wearing a khaki round-necked shirt, a linen scarf on his head, and a bulging bag on his back, which was the purpose of the attack by several people.

As for hunting, doing it yourself is hunting, but isn’t stealing from others also hunting?
Moreover, they could see from afar that the other party had a veil on his face, hiding his head and tail, so he was definitely not a big shot. This also gave them the courage to take action.

But when they got closer, they realized that the man's exposed skin was white and he had a thin body.

The willow-leaf eyebrows are captivating, and the phoenix eyes are like peach blossoms.

It is difficult to tell whether it is male or female, but it has a mysterious charm.

"Boss, come and see, there's a beauty!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a rustling in the bushes, and a bearded man came out holding two short spears and started cursing:
"Fuck you! Where can such a beauty come from in the wild mountains and wilderness?"

When his gaze shifted to Li Cunxiao, the words he was about to say were choked in his throat, and his Adam's apple rolled violently.

Xiao Ji and Ye Chengxiao once mocked Song Qingshan, saying that he was living with beasts while they were able to enjoy the prosperity of the inner city.

There is actually nothing wrong with this statement if it is applied to people below the top of the Chai Gang.

Life in the mountains is hard.

Pingqiu Mountain is not Chuqiu City. Apart from the hunters driven by the Chai Gang to make a living, the mountain is full of beasts and monsters.

Brothels, gambling houses, restaurants... none of these have anything to do with the hunters. If they want to spend money, they have to go to the city.

Guards like the bearded man were not of high status and had no money to keep beautiful maids at home. Sometimes when they felt so frustrated, they could only eat goats as a snack.

Seeing such a fair-skinned person at this time, both men and women can't wait to have sex with her.

"Take it off, take off the face cloth!"

Li Cunxiao glanced around after hearing this and indeed saw no trace of anyone else, so he asked:
"Are you a guard of the Chai Gang? What's your job?"

Upon hearing this, the bearded man proudly pulled the slingshot in his hand, and the man next to him joined in.

"Our boss is a patrol officer of the Song family, and he can have a word with the young gang leader."

"If you know what's good for you, put your things down, take off your pants, and let our boss take care of you first."

The arrow broke through the air, and with a sharp whistling sound, a bloody hole suddenly exploded in the man's chest. The bearded man next to him immediately changed his expression, watching the white five fingers calmly put on another arrow.

"When did you pull the bow? Why didn't I notice?!"

"No! Such a powerful arrow, I can't even shoot it with my Qi and Blood Perfection. This person's realm is higher than mine? Could it be possible?"

In this moment of distraction, Li Cunxiao shot three arrows in succession, but unfortunately none of them were as accurate as the first one. They either hit the stomach, thigh or shoulder.

Even so, there was only one bearded man left standing in the field.

"Sir, I have no grudge against you, this is the territory of the Chai Gang."

He said so, but as the bearded man looked at the approaching figure with his bow and arrow drawn, there was a fierce look in his eyes. He pushed aside the smaller of the two leather bags at his waist, and immediately placed three iron balls as big as meatballs in the leather bag in the middle of the bowstring of the short bow.

There are good and bad hunting bows. If they are not so good, you can just make a rough one out of bamboo, wood or animal tendons.
However, if the arrows are of poor quality, they will easily break during hunting, which may result in loss of life.

But arrows are consumables, and even if they can be recycled, they still cost a lot of money to buy.

It was for this reason that Bearded Man turned to studying slingshots.

Normally, they would use mud balls to intimidate the hunters under the Chai Gang. They would hurt them and cause pain, but it would not easily kill them.

If you really meet a skilled fighter, you can use the iron balls. Pulling and releasing, the hard iron balls, combined with the immense force of perfected Qi and blood, are enough to crack rocks and break bones and tendons in humans.

"You were the one who hit me just now?"

When Li Cunxiao saw the other party's actions, he was not very nervous and just smiled slightly.

The next moment, a gentle breeze blew across his face, accompanied by the cloud patterns lighting up on the Cloud-Walking Shoes.

The bearded man's eyes blurred and he saw several more people. He swung the slingshot left and right, but he couldn't lock on to them.

His eyes showed a look of horror, "Mercy."

The white palm suddenly stopped at his chest. Before the bearded man could feel happy, he felt a suction force coming from his left chest, and his heart seemed to jump out of his chest.

The next moment, those five slender fingers gently touched his chest, and a surge of energy, like a reservoir overflowing with energy, suddenly released—

puff!
Pieces of heart wrapped in flesh and blood spurted out, splashing on the dry tree trunks, staining them scarlet.

The corpse fell to the ground. Looking at the fist-sized hole in the left chest, Li Cunxiao snapped his fingers with satisfaction.

Eight Pure Yang Methods, Swallowing and Exhaling.

"Although it's a little weaker than the Tiger Demon Fist, it's still quite powerful, and it can be used to conceal one's identity."

"Only when your Qi and Blood are perfect can you join the Song Family Patrol? The Chai Gang is also training elites."

Hearing low cries and groans of pain, Li Cunxiao turned around and killed those who were still breathing one by one.

After confirming that they were all dead, they searched them one by one. As expected, there was nothing valuable found, and there was very little silver.

What can you buy with money in the desolate mountains? Most of it is left at home, only to be taken with you when you go to the city.

"It doesn't matter. Fishing is mainly for evil spirits anyway."

Li Cunxiao touched his fair and smooth face, thinking that the blessing of the silver fox had a special effect.

In my mind, the vajra has grown a little bit compared to before.

The evil spirits of the four people combined are not as strong as those of the two demons combined.

The price/performance ratio is not high.
"But no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat, and humans are easier to find than monsters. I never come back empty-handed."

Li Cunxiao went into the dense forest, took out the medicine powder he had prepared in advance, applied it on his body to eliminate the smell, and took off his bloodstained robe and changed it.

After finishing all this, he leisurely went down the mountain, found Chili hiding in a secluded place, and rode away.

Overall, this trip into the mountains yielded a decent harvest. The evil spirits contributed by demons and humans could probably reduce the recharging time by two or three days.

Coming once every four or five days is enough to shorten the original three or four months of charging time by one third or even one half.

At the same time, archery skills can also be improved in the process, killing two birds with one stone.

Li Cunxiao returned home and someone took his horse to the stable.

He took the monster meat separately, washed it in the kitchen specially built next to the training room, and cooked a pot of snake meat soup.

"Brother! What did you make that smells so good?"

Mu Cha smelled the fragrance as soon as he entered the door. Seeing this, Li Cunxiao directly served him a bowl.

"Try my brother's cooking and eat more."

"Keep yourself strong and healthy. I will teach you martial arts myself!"

The yard was filled with joy for a while, but not long after, Mu Cha was filled with powerful blood energy, his whole body turned red, and he screamed loudly.

At nightfall, at Pingqiu Mountain, Song Qingshan was also furious as he watched the mutilated corpses illuminated by the torches.

"Who did this!"

More than a dozen big men remained silent. Song Qingshan stood in front of the four corpses with a terrifyingly gloomy expression.

The Chai Gang set up patrols to guard against demons. After all, there are many beasts in the mountains and they must be guarded against.

Secondly, it is used to prevent people outside the firewood gang from sneaking into the mountains to collect firewood and herbs.

Charcoal burning in winter is a big business and is one of the main sources of income for the Chai Gang, with all profits coming from the monopoly.

The four peaks of Pingqiu close to the county seat are all key areas of defense for the patrol guards.

It takes more than half a day to go to the deeper three peaks and back from the city. It is rarely visited by people and there are more monsters. Ordinary people will die if they go there, so there is no need to worry about it.

Every evening, the Chai Gang would report for duty on time, only to find that the bearded man and his gang had not returned yet.

Following their usual patrol routes, they found the bodies of several people, who had been devoured by wild beasts or demons. However, the autopsy results showed that these people had been beaten to death before being devoured by the demons.

Especially the bloody hole on the bearded man's chest, which was as big as a fist and was transparent from front to back. Apart from that, there were no other scars from swords or knives.

These people were killed without much resistance.

Song Qingshan's face turned ashen, and without saying a word, he took the body back to the Chai Gang's base.

A servant had already passed the news back, so as soon as Song Qingshan came back, his father Song Qifeng rushed over and checked the body.

"Look at these scars, they are very unfamiliar, they don't seem to be the martial arts of the inner city families."

"A foreign expert in the Muscle Realm is here to cause trouble for my Chai Gang?"

Song Qifeng frowned, also a little confused.

The second level muscles and bones are regarded as honored guests or at least offered as tributes in any force in Chuqiu City, if not as guests of honor.

Given their status, ordinary food and clothing are readily available to them, so it is unlikely that they would go to the deep mountains and forests.

In spring, you can go for an outing, but in winter, the demons are dormant, so why go into the mountains?
Herb collecting? Hunting?
"There must be some other agenda. Perhaps they are hired by the three inner city families. Could it be that they have been discovered?"

Song Qifeng's last sentence was spoken in a very low voice. If Song Qingshan had not been at the muscle realm, he might not have been able to hear it clearly.

"The chances of our plan being discovered are slim, but Gang Leader Song must be on guard."

Suddenly a voice was heard, and Monk Kong, with six scars on his head and wearing white linen clothes, walked into the morgue.

Song Qingshan's eyes turned cold, and his left hand subconsciously reached for the hilt of the knife at his waist, but was held down by Song Qifeng.

"Father?"

"Master Kong Xiang is one of us."

Hearing his father's words, Song Qingshan loosened the handle of the knife with his left hand, but the word "Incense Master" made him nervous again.

Only secret societies that organize rebellions among the people would set up positions such as incense master and altar master to facilitate the uprising.

Although he had guessed it a long time ago, his heart couldn't help but beat faster when he finally got confirmation from his father.

If we talk about the most famous rebel leader in the world, there is no other choice except Mingzunjiao.
"What do you think, Master Kong Xiang?"

"It's not a great idea," Monk Kong touched his smooth forehead.

"This man killed the Chai Gang patrol guards. He must have some ulterior motive. First of all, we must increase patrols and catch him as soon as possible to prevent the scoundrels from spying on our great cause."

"Secondly, someone died, and Gang Leader Song has to give his people an explanation. How about letting me, an elder from the Five Bright Temple, come forward and perform a water and land ceremony to appease the people?"

Song Qifeng smiled when he heard this.

"No."

Monk Kong's eyes flashed, "Why?"

Why?

Don’t you know what banner your own Ming Cult is flying?
The lower class people don’t buy into the idea of ​​a Mingwang coming to the world to free people from suffering.

In the end, isn't it still about equalizing the rich and the poor, and the noble and the humble?

This is the Chai Gang, the foundation of the Song family. Who is rich or poor, noble or humble?
If we allow these rebel leaders to perform rituals and spread false rumors, when the real rebellion comes, who knows whether the spearhead will be directed at us?

Since this is a matter of people's hearts, Song Qifeng will not make any concessions.

Monk Kong naturally knew this, he just said it casually.

"When the altar master arrives, it will no longer be up to you, the Chai Gang, to decide how to proceed."

Looking at the other person's departing back, Song Qifeng's eyes were dim, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Song Qingshan stepped forward bravely, worry in his eyes.

"Father, the Ming Cult is not a good group. We are courting disaster."

My father had previously talked about winning over the Flying Tiger Escort Agency and bringing in a strong reinforcement to act as a check and balance, but it turned out to be a demon from the Ming Cult.

It is strong enough, but driving a tiger to devour a wolf will undoubtedly put oneself in danger.

"Qingshan, my father has no choice, and neither does the Chai Gang."

Song Qifeng sighed. He understood this principle too.

However, the three families in the inner city and the Chai Gang have always been at odds with each other, and to this day the Song family does not have a single property in the inner city.

Zhang Lishi, on the other hand, just watched the fire from the other side of the river, with an impartial attitude.

If it is a peaceful time, this way wealth can be passed down for several generations.

But troubled times are coming, and if you don't have a city to rely on and are trapped on an isolated peak, you will sooner or later be harvested as a fat sheep by the imperial court or the rebel army.

Everyone has ambition, but not everyone has the ability to realize it.

The Song family has only been around for four or five generations, and its foundation is too shallow. The best solution Song Qifeng can find is to cooperate with the Ming Cult.

"Qingshan, I don't believe in the teachings of the Ming Cult at all, and I have no interest in rebellion."

"Then why"

Song Qingshan became more confused after hearing this. It was not because he was loyal to the court, but he was afraid that Murong Bo would know about this and directly accuse him of treason and then raise an army to attack him.

All the families in the inner city, even Zhang Lishi, would surely tear the Chai Gang into pieces like sharks smelling blood.

One mistake could lead to death
"For you! For the future of the Song family!"

Song Qifeng's words were firm and decisive. He gripped his son's shoulders tightly, his eyes burning with thought:

"Our family's inherited iron shirt cannot fully temper the five internal organs, and the future of martial arts will be cut off."

"But within the Ming Cult, there are top-grade martial arts that can reach the Huangting realm or even higher, and even unique magical skills!"

"The premise is that we have to hand over a book of merit and a letter of surrender."

"Does the Chai Gang always patrol closely during the winter?"

Li Cunxiao flipped the grilled meat on skewers over the charcoal fire. Fat dripped and the aroma of spices filled his nose.

Mu Cha and Wei He squatted aside, slurping their saliva.

When the latter heard the question, he was stunned at first, and then reacted.

"Well, because autumn and winter are dry, wildfires are very likely to occur."

"When a wildfire breaks out, not only will the trees and medicinal herbs be destroyed, but the demons lurking in the caves will also riot, which is very scary."

Li Cunxiao nodded after hearing this.

"That's right."

He went hunting as usual these days and found that the number of guards and the frequency of patrols had increased a lot.

Although what Wei He said made sense, it was probably more because someone died that aroused the vigilance of Song Qifeng and his son.

It seems that the phishing plan can only be delayed for a few days, and the risk of committing crimes continuously is too great.

Fortunately, even if it is just hunting, the harvest is still good.

The energy of the vajra has been increasing all the time. In just five days, it has increased by nearly one tenth.

After I come back from this escort mission, if I keep working hard, I estimate that it will be fully charged in less than two months.

Li Cunxiao distributed the roasted meat skewers to Mu Cha and Wei He. The pure blood in the demon meat quickly made their cheeks flush red.

At this time, Chili poked his head out from somewhere, saliva flowing from his mouth.

"You have good taste."

Li Cunxiao laughed in silence, raised the big skewer of meat he had specially prepared, and swallowed it with a swipe of his big lips.

After a while, the black fur lit up with a red light like charcoal fire.

(End of this chapter)