The Martial Saint begins by collecting corpses.

"I need to take a walk around the area around the county government office and find a man named Uncle Li."

Lu Ming gave the order, and the expressionless, burly ghost nodded, then turned his body backward and passed through the wall out of the room.

Having just experienced the Qin Xiaoyi incident, the Zhenye Division had relaxed its guard.

In addition, the strong man ghost was a possessed ghost, so his ghostly aura was relatively weak, and he was able to leave the Night Guard smoothly.

As Lu Ming watched the burly ghost disappear from the room, he suddenly realized that he was also deceiving the ghost. After all, he wasn't Qin Xiaoyi at all.

It seems that ghosts can be quite easy to fool sometimes.

Lu Ming shook his head slightly, suppressing the distracting thoughts in his mind. He stood in the room in the Canglang stance, stabilizing his Qi and blood at the Body Refining level.

A moment later, a chilling aura suddenly emanated from the room, and the burly man appeared as if walking through the wall, nodding to Lu Ming.

Lu Ming immediately stopped his practice, his face expressionless, and pushed open the door to leave.

……

Outside the town's night watchman's office, in the first house of an alley, the wooden window was still open late at night.

Uncle Li sat cross-legged on the ground, cultivating his inner energy while staring at the gate of the Zhenye Division, a few flashes of murderous intent occasionally appearing in his eyes.

To expect a seasoned, experienced martial artist like him to condescend to wait here for so many days just to kill a mere kid with only skin-refining cultivation?

He felt a sense of shame.

It's almost over. The assessment should be over in the next few days. Once Lu Ming comes out, he will definitely crush him with swift and decisive action. He'll make sure this grasshopper can never jump again.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, Uncle Li frowned, stood up abruptly, and looked around with surprise and uncertainty.

Just now, a wisp of yin energy suddenly invaded.

"Who are you, brat, daring to approach me? Come out!"

He called out a few times, but nothing unusual happened, and the eerie aura dissipated completely.

After waiting a while, he frowned and slowly sat back down.

It's probably normal for the Night Guardian's energy to occasionally leak out.

In fact, at this very moment, Lu Ming, who had climbed over the wall of the Town Night Division, had already used the first move of the Canglang Fist. His body was as solid as a rock, and he concealed his aura, standing in the alley just one wall away from him.

Uncle Li, however, did not notice anything amiss.

However, Lu Ming frowned slightly when he saw the burly ghost retreating back into the alley. This ghost was not very good; it couldn't even handle Uncle Li.

It seems that although this ghost possesses martial arts skills, its level is not as high as that of the female ghost; it is likely only at the White Light level.

How exactly are these rankings determined? Lu Ming still doesn't understand.

In short, with just that ghost's abilities, he couldn't get close to Uncle Li at all.

Uncle Li, being a martial artist who trains in physical combat, has an excessively vigorous flow of qi and blood. This is probably what is meant by an excess of yang energy, which repels even gods and ghosts.

It turns out that martial artists have this ability; high-level martial artists are not afraid of ghosts at all!

Although ordinary martial artists may not be able to sense, find, or catch ghosts, ghosts cannot get close to them, so they will not be in mortal danger.

No wonder the county government, despite knowing he possessed considerable ability to deal with ghosts and monsters, didn't take him seriously at all.

It was only then that Lu Ming suddenly realized what was going on.

Because County Magistrate Chu Sanfeng was highly skilled in martial arts, he was not afraid of ghosts at all.

He took him in initially simply to recruit a talented individual. Once he discovered that Da Hu possessed exceptional potential, he discarded him without hesitation.

Unfortunately, this was just a case of buying the box and returning the pearl.

Lu Ming smiled faintly, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, and quietly stepped back to avoid being noticed by Uncle Li. He then whispered a few instructions to the burly ghost.

The burly ghost, expressionless, flew back to Uncle Li's house and kicked him hard!

The door shattered instantly, sending splinters flying everywhere!

Inside the house, Uncle Li suddenly sprang up from the ground and looked at the door, only to find that the outside was empty and there was nothing there at all.

The next moment, he suddenly turned his head, a fierce glint in his eyes, and threw a punch!

With a bang, it hit the burly ghost who flashed in through the window.

Without using his ghostly, elusive abilities, the strong man Gui wouldn't be able to defeat Uncle Li with his mere physical strength.

However, before he could fall to the ground, the ghost suddenly vanished without a trace, and the entire room was filled with a chilling atmosphere.

Uncle Li sneered:

"I thought it was the aura of the Night Guard that was leaking out, but it turns out there really is a ghost!"

"Are you blind? I'm standing right here, how dare you get close to me?"

"Wait until I call the night watchmen from the Town Night Guard, and they'll beat you to a pulp."

Before he could finish speaking, suddenly, a loud shout came from outside the door: "Ghost, stop! You hero, get out of the way!"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Li laughed and said, "As expected of someone from the vicinity of the Night Guard, they arrived quickly."

However, the next moment, a strong wind suddenly struck, making his hair stand on end and his face change drastically.

No! This is aimed at him!

In that critical moment, he gritted his teeth, roared, and turned around to unleash a devastating barrage of palm strikes.

Bang! Fist and palm collided, producing a muffled sound.

Because it was a hasty attack, Uncle Li only used 70% of his strength. He felt a tremendous force coming from his opponent, and unable to withstand it, he was forced to retreat rapidly.

However, he breathed a sigh of relief, because if the opponent was using all their strength, then their power was basically equal to his own. Once he recovered, he was not afraid of the opponent at all.

That was a sudden, unexpected attack, which was the most dangerous moment. Now, as long as he can get through that moment, everything will be fine.

As Uncle Li pondered this, he glared menacingly at the newcomer. Upon seeing a young martial artist with striking features and sharp eyebrows, his pupils suddenly contracted:

"Who are you……"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in his back!

Immediately afterwards, a sensation of pain, soreness, and swelling spread rapidly from his heart, and his whole body instantly became numb and stiff.

Sizzle! He felt the knife being pulled out from between his flesh and blood, and he fell forward, realizing where he had died.

That ghost! The ghost was right behind him, holding a small knife. As he retreated, he ran into the knife and was stabbed deeply in the heart from behind.

"Lu Ming..." He fell to the ground, his eyes still wide open, a trace of disbelief remaining in them.

He had just seen Lu Ming's face. Why, why had Lu Ming's martial arts cultivation reached the level of flesh refining?

Why is he able to control ghosts and monsters?

If Lu Ming had such abilities, how could he have been forced into such a miserable situation in the beginning?

What exactly happened to Lu Ming inside during the few days he waited outside the Town Night Division?

Before he could even process all his doubts, his pupils began to dilate, and he fell into a deep death.

[Gain martial arts experience.]

[Acquired skill: Cloud Dispelling Skill.]

[Acquired martial skill: Cloud-Dispelling Palm.]

[Obtained incomplete bone structure.]

Lu Ming approached Uncle Li, absorbed the white light emanating from his body, and then searched his body, finding over twenty taels of silver. He then gave a slight cold laugh.

Just then, hurried footsteps sounded outside. Lu Ming glanced at the burly ghost holding a throwing knife and said:

"Give me the throwing knife, and stay close."

He then caught the throwing knife thrown by the burly ghost and leaped out of the window.

Da da da……

Amidst the sound of footsteps, two martial arts practitioners who had trained in skin-refining techniques passed through the broken door and entered the house.

Upon seeing Uncle Li lying on the ground, bleeding from his back, his expression immediately changed, and he went forward to check his breathing.

"Uncle Li, Uncle Li!" another person shouted, but Uncle Li did not respond.

The other man, his face ashen, said, "Uncle Li is dead. Who did it? Could it be that the magistrate of the Night Watch was displeased and secretly intervened?"

"In any case, let's hurry and report to the young master."

The two exchanged a glance, then got up and hurriedly left.

Along the way, they kept looking back, feeling as if someone was watching them from the shadows in the dark alley.