Evil of all ages

Chapter 132 The New Master of the Magic Harp

Huang Yunyou saw the portraits of Blood Yaksha and White-Haired Witch, folded them up, and put them in his pocket.

He had not forgotten the two men who had saved his life.

He collected the portraits of the two men because he was afraid that one day he would forget what his benefactors looked like.

After briefly glancing at the portraits of the other wanted criminals, his gaze finally settled on the portrait of Ding Mo, the Blood Butcher, who was ranked ninth.

It wasn't until noon that he put down the portrait of Blood Butcher Ding Mo and went to get food for Brother Li.

He listened to Brother Li's advice and ground the Ganoderma lucidum into powder, then sprinkled it on the roasted meat.

"Brother Li, another unlucky guy has been tricked into rushing up here."

Huang Yunyou was about to hand the roasted tiger meat to Brother Li when he saw a crowd in the distance. Seven people were being tricked and were rushing towards them.

Upon hearing this, Huang Taichu didn't even turn his head, raised his hand and fired without even aiming.

"boom"

"boom"

"..."

Not a single bullet missed; all seven bullets hit the head.

"Brother Li, you're amazing! You don't even need to look, every bullet hits them right between the eyebrows."

Huang Yunyou was amazed by Brother Li's power when he saw the seven unlucky guys fall asleep immediately. He was astonished that Brother Li could do this without even looking.

“Average”

Huang Taichu said it was so-so and just ate the barbecue.

"Brother Li, can anyone use this truth?"

Huang Yunyou didn't go to collect the heads; those few were just petty thieves who had been tricked into coming to their deaths, so there was no need to take them down.

He watched Brother Li eat the barbecue and put Zhenli aside. Zhenli's power was obvious to all, especially since he was watching it up close. He was both curious and eager to try it out.

A hidden weapon that can take a life as easily as taking something out of a bag—that's so cool.

He believed that a man should possess a truth.

"Why don't you pick it up and try it out and you'll know?"

Huang Taichu ate the barbecue indifferently.

"You really want me to try?"

Huang Yunyou asked again and again.

Huang Taichu waved his hand, indicating that anyone who wanted to try could.

Once he was sure Brother Li wasn't joking, he picked up the truth, just like Brother Li did.

I must say, the feeling of holding the truth and holding a sword are completely different.

Seeing a small bird fly by, he looked over and imitated Brother Li by firing his gun.

He couldn't pull the trigger at all.

No matter how hard you try, the trigger seems to be fixed in place, not moving at all.

"Brother Li, can this truth recognize a master?"

Huang Yunyou recalled his actions and realized there was not a single mistake. He had indeed imitated Brother Li's actions one hundred percent, so why couldn't he use the Truth?

"more or less."

"Even if you can pull the trigger, the bullet won't fire. This thing only recognizes me, not anyone else."

"boom"

"boom"

Huang Taichu took the pistol, fired two shots at random to show Huang Yunyou, and then with a wave of his hand, the pistol disappeared.

Seeing how special the truth was, Huang Yunyou gave up the idea of ​​possessing it.

He took a few more bites of tiger meat; the tiger meat was sprinkled with fire spirit mushroom powder, so eating more of it would be a win for him.

After eating just two pieces of tiger meat, he had to sit cross-legged and circulate his internal energy to absorb the medicinal power; it was too nourishing.

When he opened his eyes from his seated position, he saw that Brother Li had three waist tokens in his hand: a bronze token, a silver token, and a gold token. These were all waist tokens identifying the person who had performed the knife-fighting.

How is this going?

Could it be that while he was absorbing the medicinal power, Brother Li even killed the executioners, one of whom was a top-tier executioner?
"Brother Li, what's this?"

Huang Yunyou asked curiously.

"These are all my waist tags."

Huang Taichu said calmly.

"yours?"

Huang Yunyou blinked repeatedly. Could a person possess different levels of waist tokens at the same time?
"Didn't I tell you I know someone in the Zhenwu Division? Is it that hard to ask him to give me these waist tokens?"

Huang Taichu glanced at you with an expression that suggested you were naive and unsophisticated.

"Brother Li, what's going on here?"

Huang Yunyou wanted to ask Brother Li why he brought out these waist tokens. "I was pretending to be weak before, that's why I wore the iron waist token for the knife-wielder. Now it's unnecessary, I'm going to exchange it for a better one."

As Huang Taichu spoke, he took off the iron badge of the sword-wielder from his waist and replaced it with the gold badge.

“Brother Li, if you switch to this, I doubt many people will dare to cause you trouble.”

Huang Yunyou said.

"When I first put on this badge, not many people believed that I was a top-notch ghostwriter. Only after a few rounds of testing will people start to believe me."

"After believing it, I didn't dare to attack when there were few of us. I could only wait until there were many of us before I dared to attack me by relying on our numbers. Isn't that more fun?"

Huang Taichu predicted and described the following scenarios.

"then what do I do?"

When Huang Yunyou heard Brother Li say that group attacks were fun, he was completely distraught.

Brother Li is very powerful. He says it's fun and no problem. So what should he do?
"you?"

"Good luck to you!"

"If all else fails, don't worry. When it's time to give up on you, I will not hesitate and will never look back and run away."

Huang Taichu patted Huang Yunyou on the shoulder, mounted his horse, and set off.

Upon hearing this, Huang Yunyou was on the verge of tears, but he had no other choice but to pull the herd of horses and follow Brother Li.

What happened next unfolded exactly as Brother Li had predicted.

At first, no one believed that Brother Li was a top-notch ghostwriter. Only after several tests and seeing that Brother Li had used his true energy did people believe him.

Then no one made a move, but more and more people followed them from a distance.

This made Huang Yunyou increasingly uneasy, since a Xiantian expert could at most fight against more than a thousand people.

The number of people in the vicinity has reached 1,500, and is increasing towards 2,000.

at dusk
A crowd of 1,800 people has gathered in the vicinity.

These people are already starting to get restless.

"Brother Li, with so many people, aren't you going a bit too far?"

Huang Yunyou, like a frightened bird, stared intently at the crowd nearby.

"This is nothing, look how scared you are."

Huang Taichu smiled.

Just as Huang Yunyou was about to say something, he suddenly noticed that the surrounding crowd seemed to have received some kind of message, and the crowd began to gradually disperse.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Brother Li's expression darken.

It's clear that Brother Li has exceptional hearing; he could hear what these people were saying from a great distance, which is why the crowd dispersed.

"Brother Li, why did they disperse?"

Huang Yunyou asked.

"The magic harp has a new owner."

"The owner of the magic harp also caused a huge scene, which made everyone realize that we didn't actually have the magic harp."

Huang Taichu said speechlessly.

"So quickly it has a new owner?"

"who is it?"

Huang Yunyou asked curiously.

"Your savior, the White-Haired Witch!"

Huang Taichu said calmly.

"is her"

Huang Yunyou was taken aback for a moment, but then he realized that both of them contained the character "white," and he felt that it was destined for the white-haired witch to become the master of the magic zither.

"How is she now?"

Huang Yunyou wanted to know what situation the White-Haired Witch was in now.

“They were hunted down by countless martial arts practitioners, including members of the Demonic Sect.”

"what!"

"What? Why do you, a noob, need to worry about her? She's a mid-stage Innate Realm expert, and with the support of the Demon Harp, she can fight against a late-stage Innate Realm expert."

"Unless you're a peak innate expert, it's very difficult to hurt her."

Upon hearing this, Huang Yunyou felt relieved. There were already few late-stage Innate Realm experts in the martial arts world, let alone peak Innate Realm experts.

"She's seventh on the wanted list. Now that she has the magic zither, I wonder how many places her ranking will rise."

"No, the wanted list has rankings, how can the ghostwriter not be ranked?"

"It seems necessary to talk to my friend and ask him to create a ranking of ghostwriters and put me at the top."

(End of this chapter)