Heir to the martial arts world, starting with not crying at the Grim Reaper

The Yuhe Lake next to the Yuhe Pavilion was once a scenic spot outside Tianjing Town.

Especially in the height of summer, when lotus flowers are in full bloom and lotus leaves are abundant, it is a favorite spot for many fairies and cuckoos to meet in secret.

Just a few years ago, some kind-hearted person released several crocodiles into the lake, and they killed five men and three women in one night.

It is said that the crocodiles in this area have been hunted down by experts, and no one has been killed by them since. However, the place has been haunted, with the vengeful spirits of those who died in the mouths of crocodiles said to roam here and drag people into the water.

Over time, the lake and Yuhe Pavilion fell into disrepair, especially as dusk approached, when there wasn't a soul in sight.

When Gu Jiu arrived at this small lake, he thought the scenery was quite nice.

Although the lotus flowers grow somewhat wildly, crowding together and obscuring the lakeside, and there are many weeds along the roadside, they possess a kind of unrestrained beauty.

He went to the lake and bent down to wash his cloak.

Just like last time, this cloak was stained with blood and brain matter, but Gu Jiu still didn't throw it away because he would need it later.

Having learned from his previous experience, Gu Jiu used his right hand to unleash the power of the Void Cloud Force, causing the lake water to be stirred up by the cloak, producing a rumbling sound similar to that of a washing machine.

After some effort, the red cloak was barely clean. Gu Jiu shook it again, managing to dry it a little more.

Just then, a gust of wind blew, and the half-person-high lotus leaf swayed from side to side, as if some ghost or monster was hiding inside.

Gu Jiu was new here, so naturally he hadn't heard any rumors about the place being haunted after a crocodile killed someone.

He quickly lay in ambush near the only pavilion on the lake, the "Rain Lotus Pavilion"...

Gu Jiu had never heard of the haunted story of Yuhe Pavilion, and naturally, neither had the members of the Turtle Man Gang.

They thought they had found a beautiful spot, and two of their followers even slept in the pavilion.

Along the way, there were many poisonous insects and mosquitoes. One of my brothers even fell off a cliff and died when he startled a venomous snake. But here, everything is different.

Sweet Well Town: The water in this area is not only sweet, but the air is too, and there are far fewer mosquitoes.

In Komatsu, countless people would fight over such a scenic spot, yet here they were the only ones.

Even though the things sold here were expensive and they didn't have much money, the members of the Turtle Man Gang still felt hopeful.

They'll definitely thrive here!

"The well water tastes really good."

One of the gang members couldn't help but sigh.

By this time, most of the gang members inside the pavilion had arrived.

When they escaped, there were fewer than ten members in the entire gang. Later, the second gang leader was killed by that madman named Bu Jiyu, and another member fell off a cliff on the way. So, only seven gang members remained when they arrived here.

There are now six people in the pavilion.

"Why hasn't Lao Hao arrived yet? Could he have been so busy preparing foot bath water for Madam that he forgot?"

"It can't be that bad. I cooked it all in advance before coming over. He's more meticulous than me."

Just then, a figure walked over from the other side of the road.

"Here we are."

"It's good that you're here. I posted a whole row of bounty posters today and gave a long speech. That madman is going to die if he comes."

"That's what we did too. Hey, why is Lao Hao wearing new clothes? They're so red."

By then, dusk had fallen, and the surrounding vegetation was lush and dim, so they could not see what the person looked like. They could only see a splash of bright red on his body.

The laughter that had been filling the air abruptly stopped when the person entered the pavilion.

Because they realized that the person who came was not Lao Hao.

The man was wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt with a red cape tied behind him, and his hair was slightly curly.

Wait a minute, doesn't he look a bit like that crazy martial arts guy who's been posting bounty posters all day?

Gu Jiu swaggered in and stared at them.

For a moment, if it weren't for the wind blowing the lotus leaves, the scene would have seemed to stand still.

The atmosphere was very strange, and even more terrifying for these turtle men.

Is there anything more terrifying than this?

What's the difference between this and a ghost suddenly walking in?

Finally, one of the men on the right, his legs trembling uncontrollably, cried out, "It's that madman, run!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and ran.

The pavilion was surrounded by a railing that formed a long bench. To get out, one had to climb over the bench. As soon as his knees touched the bench, everything went red, and he was pulled backward by a tremendous force.

As he floated, a sharp crack was heard, like the sound of a watermelon splitting open. The turtle man's head shattered, and blood splattered through his cloak.

Some of the spray landed directly on the face of the turtle man next to him.

"A ghost!"

"Run!"

The remaining turtle men were terrified, their legs trembling as they tried to escape.

As it turned out, the red cloak was no different from the death rope, and it wrapped around the head of another turtle man in an instant, and then raised his hand to deliver another "Cloak Under the Moon"!

The instant the turtle man's head was smashed to pieces by a single blow, Gu Jiu roared, "Whoever runs will die!"

His voice was so terrifyingly intimidating that the fleeing turtle men froze on the spot, like puppets.

So, facing these "puppets," Gu Jiu raised his hand and slapped them!

One slap each, one slap each!

He could kill them all with a single gesture.

The last three turtle-like men realized what was happening, their faces contorted as they exclaimed, "We didn't run away!"

"Even if you don't run, you'll still die!" Gu Jiu said confidently.

"My God!"

The three turtle-men gang members didn't dare to stay any longer and turned to run!

Gu Jiu slapped one of the turtle men's vest with a palm strike, sending him flying out of the pavilion. By this time, the remaining two turtle men had already rushed out of the pavilion, but it was too late!

The blood-stained cloak swept over again, this time engulfing both of their heads!

"Wearing a cloak and the moon!"

Facing the writhing head inside the cloak, Gu Jiu pushed his palm power to its limit this time.

Boom!

Although it was only one palm strike, two loud explosions rang out. This was because the palm strike not only shattered the head of one of the turtle men, but the violent force also sent that head flying, colliding with another head hidden in the cloak.

The violent collision of the two heads produced a deafening, shattering sound that was clearly audible within the Rain Lotus Pavilion.

The owners of the two heads inside the cloak twitched, but their bodies quickly went limp, like a puddle of mud.

In just a few dozen breaths, he had killed all six turtle men, leaving none alive.

Gu Jiu threw off his cloak and, panting, began to rummage through the corpse.

During this period, he practiced martial arts while traveling and made considerable progress.

He killed six people in a row, and although he was a little out of breath, he still had plenty of energy left.

Then, Gu Jiu's cursing voice could be heard.

The reason was that after searching all six lecherous men, they couldn't even scrape together a single tael of silver.

Presumably, besides being poor to begin with, it's also because he gave all his money to his wife.

Can't this turtle man just die?!

Gu Jiu quickly threw the body into the lake. The lotus leaves, which stretched out in a continuous expanse, were an excellent place to dispose of the body.

Afterwards, Gu Jiu went to the lakeside to continue washing her cloak.

This cloak needs to be washed; I'll need it later!

It was getting dark, and he needed to hurry.