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Chapter 137: The Wolf Culture of Hunjianglong Company

After the groom and Yuan Congqian easily dealt with the last batch of people who came to encircle and suppress them in advance, the Hunjianglong gang fell silent and never sent out any living forces to die again. It was clear who was stronger.

There are steep rocks, flowing water and secluded paths in the village. Following the altitude all the way up, you will reach the village.

Yuan Congqian looked at the two bandits who silently opened the gate of the village. They all lowered their heads and dared not look at anyone. They kept shouting "Sir, please come in". Their expressions were like little girls who could only silently lift up their gauze skirts after realizing that resistance was futile.

After all, there were already more than a dozen of their colleagues tied to the beast carts, and they didn't want to be one of them.

Yuan Congqian stopped the bandits who wanted to close the door.

"I have a question. Going back to the village is like climbing a mountain. Your village is located high up in the mountains. How do you get supplies on a daily basis?"

The village gatekeepers looked at each other and hesitated for a moment: "There are high-ranking and low-ranking people in the village. Those who have just settled down are hunting in the mountains and transporting food. Those who have a little strength go to patrol the mountains and conquer camel land."

Hunjianglong Co., Ltd. seems to be practicing the wolf culture.

Yuan Congqian emphasized:

"You know I'm not talking about food or water sources."

"The boss directly piled them in the warehouse. We have no access to the arrows, so how can we know? The boss told us not to intercept you and disturb you. You might as well let us go and stop asking questions..."

"Take the arrows off your crossbow and show them to me."

The gatekeeper had no choice but to do as he was told, and it was still a neatly shaped metal arrow.

But this time he was much less careful, not even erasing the four characters "Shaofu Gongzao" in seal script. Li Cunshan was sweating profusely every day to settle accounts. If this arrow was shown to Li Cunshan, I wonder if he would faint.

Yuan Congqian threw the arrows to them, took out his mask, jumped onto the beast-carrying cart and sat cross-legged. The beast-carrying cart swayed across the gate of the mountain stronghold. "Let's go and meet the hero who occupies this area, the eighth generation Hunjianglong."

The gatekeeper was relieved and quickly sent them away.

The main body of the village was located on a flat land, with no Feng Shui layout to speak of. The tallest and largest wooden house was where the head of the village, Hunjianglong, lived. Along the way, various bandits were holding wine and glancing at the pack animal carts.

More than that, it's a look of watching a good show.

Along the way, no "hero" jumped out to challenge Yuan Congqian in a duel of swords.

Just by looking at the knife on Yuan Congqian's waist, you can tell that he is not easy to deal with.

Good swords and knives are not easy to obtain by Jianghu people. Either the conditions are extraordinary and the sources are wide, or the person is very evil and dares to take action. There are many blacksmiths in Yumen, and the entrance to the city is more strictly controlled. It is not a place where bandits can enter.

Yuan Congqian looked up at the tall red painted wooden door. The door pull ring was carved with a ferocious beast, which looked majestic and expensive. The only problem was that no one seemed to want to open the door for him. They all stood far away with their arms folded.

Fortunately, this problem was fixed by Yuan Congqian using Chengying.

Lin Ruolong was still thinking about cracking the mechanism and asking someone, but Yuan Congqian interrupted her with his sword. This was the treatment of the Huang family in Beijing, and Yuan Congqian felt that he was being too polite when he used it to treat the Hunjianglong gang.

"How dare you! Do you really think that there is no one in our group?" Several new bandits rushed up, but were cut by the Chengying sword energy that had not yet dissipated. They twisted and wailed on the ground, covering their wounds.

The knights who came to participate in the martial arts conference, drinking and having fun, whispered with sarcastic smiles.

"This time Hunjianglong lost his master. He was killed by someone from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain."

"Be polite. Death is the greatest thing. The next time you see him, he might be a different Hunjianglong."

"A strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake, but a strong dragon does not exist often, and the local snake changes every year. This time, the river dragon really has to be carried!"

Hunjianglong was a Fidiya ancestor, with a snake-shaped head and yellow eyes flowing in his narrow eyes. Seeing his big red door being chopped into pieces, he dropped the wine bowl in his hand directly to the ground and took out a hammer-shaped staff.

"I wonder who is this master who wants to visit me, Hunjianglong? I am hosting a banquet for guests from Yumen. If you want to drink, just ask the servants. Could it be that they are not treating you well enough?"

There were obvious marks of black crystals on his arms, indicating that the degree of infection was quite high.

"I'm here to help them get revenge. Either you die, or the person behind you dies. You choose one."

Yuan Congqian pointed at the grooms with his thumb.

Hunjianglong has been replaced for eight generations. Langyi City has no idea what methods it used to force these people to serve as its hidden gloves. It is unknown how long Hunjianglong, the enemy of the groom, has been dead. There is no point in directly taking out the sword to cut off Hunjianglong's head.

The grooms glared at Hunjianglong, wishing they could eat his flesh alive, but Hunjianglong was indifferent to the hatred in their eyes.

Hunjianglong bowed to the grooms and said, "Where are these people from? Dahuang City has never been involved in the affairs of the three cities. I wonder what grudge these people have against Hunjianglong Village. Can you tell me in detail?"

"I'll tell you in detail!" The groom was furious and finally couldn't hold back any longer and chopped at him with his knife.

After only two blows from Hunjianglong, he fell into a disadvantage and retreated repeatedly.

He couldn't resist another blow and the blade broke into pieces.

Several other grooms rushed over to help, but unexpectedly, Hunjianglong turned his hammer upside down on the ground and activated his Originium skill. A muddy shock wave spread out in all directions with him as the center, directly knocking the groom down.

For ordinary people who don't know sword or fist techniques, there is no way to resist Originium skills.

Hunjiang Dragon let out a breath, blood streaked from the crystals of Originium, and looked at Yuan Congqian: "I am the eighth Hunjiang Dragon, and I have done a lot of evil in my daily life. I will not defend myself from you. But if I tell the people of Langyi City, you will not live."

"So what are you going to do?"

"Why don't you also become a bandit? After I die, you can become the ninth Hunjianglong. Maybe you can really bring the so-called Northeastern martial arts under your command, and then make it easier for those dog trainers in Langyi City to play tricks on you."

To Yuan Congqian's surprise, Hunjianglong turned out to be a very reasonable person.

"You've seen it all along the way. Hunjianglong and the Northeastern martial arts world are just like this after all. Lie is just that Langyun City needs a Hunjianglong to stabilize these lazy and incompetent people."

He spit out his snake tongue, with one hand resting on his hammer staff, and slowly spoke to Yuan Congqian, "I can neither plunder the caravans in Langyi City nor use it to seek justice for these people. If you need me, just kill me and you can be the Dragon of the River."

Finally, Lin Ruolong couldn't help it anymore and cried:

"I beat you to death!"

She waved her staff, and her thunder magic struck in the direction other than Hunjiang Dragon, as if revealing a corner of the ancient beast.

Chapter 138: No one can leave today!

Little Qilin's dream was shoveled away piece by piece by Hunjianglong. It was completely broken and shoveled away. If Yuan Congqian was not still by her side, she would probably cry and shout "Give me back my rivers and lakes" and then beat Hunjianglong up.

Due to the special race of Hunjianglong, it is impossible to see any expression on his face.

He looked at Lin Ruolong, then at Yuan Congqian.

"I have also heard of this little girl. She has blonde hair and unicorn horns. I think she is the daughter of the Heavenly Master. Someone in Langyi City is interested in her and ordered me to kidnap her so that he can kill me and ask her father to marry her. That's it."

Hearing this, the little Qilin's face became even more sad and angry, and he moved closer to behind Yuan Congqian.

The method of the Black Hand of Langyi City was very simple, but it really worked for her, and it was obvious that he had put a lot of thought into it. What little girl who had a dream of becoming a martial artist could refuse a rich and powerful hero who came to save her after being imprisoned?

"You can say that?" Yuan Congqian was curious.

"Do you think I can still survive? You can either kill the one behind the scenes, or you can become the next generation of the Hunjianglong. You will know these things sooner or later. I don't like to lie to you, old snake. I will answer whatever you ask. I have never lied to anyone in my life."

Hunjianglong answered calmly, and finally couldn't stand up anymore, and sat down in the mud with a plop. His attitude and the other party's appearance of sitting on the ground waiting to die in the late stage of oripathy made Yuan Congqian hesitate.

He originally thought that he would meet a vicious bandit leader who would at least wear a large necklace made of skulls and at least be covered in human skin and killed people without hesitation. But this ancestor of Fidelia turned out to be a casual person.

"Were you forced to become a river dragon?"

"Haha, you've come to kill me, how can you still be so naive? How can you be a gangster without paying the bill? I've killed honest farmers, robbed beautiful women, and robbed the daughter of a caravan owner who paid silver regularly. That's why I said that I've done a lot of evil things in my daily life. I deserve to die. If I were in Langyi City, I would be beheaded."

Hunjianglong looked around and said with a smile: "But you can see that there seems to be no women in my family. I am a severe patient of mineral disease and I can't even get an erection. What do you think Hunjianglong wants to do by snatching women here?"

As he said, there was no place to hide the women.

As Yuan Congqian walked along, he saw women who had also become bandits, and women who lived with the bandits. They were all of average appearance, but he did not see any beautiful girls with fair skin who had been abducted by the bandits.

The groom, who had fallen to the ground, was confused after being surrounded by Hunjianglong.

They don't even know who they should hate.

For them, being able to simply hate Hunjianglong might have been a very happy thing. After knowing the twists and turns between Hunjianglong and Langyi City, they couldn't even find out who was behind Langyi City, and instead lost their clear goal.

"I'm already seriously ill, there's no need to lie to you."

Hunjiang Dragon waved his hand at Yuan Congqian and said, "If you want to be Hunjiang Dragon and take this little girl beside you to find a place in the northern border of Dayan to live happily, then take my head. The ninth generation Hunjiang Dragon is a great swordsman. If you tell others that I am the eighth generation Hunjiang Dragon, I will be proud of it."

Lin Ruolong shouted angrily:

"What are you talking about? He is..."

Yuan Congqian interrupted Xiao Qilin and walked over to Hunjianglong: "Do you know who I am?"

"Can Dahuang City be bigger than Langyi City? Aren't you the mayor of Dahuang City?"

Finally, we reached Hunjianglong’s blind spot in knowledge.

In his understanding, those who can defeat the Dark Hand of Langyi City will not take office in Dahuang City. Therefore, those who take office in Dahuang City must be those who cannot defeat the Dark Hand of Langyi City. If Yuan Congqian does not want to die, he can only become the next generation of Hunjianglong.

He knew the three cities in the northern border of Da Yan, knew the ways of each place, and could be a black hand for the dignitaries of Langyi City, but his knowledge was limited to this. For example, he didn't know who was higher, Yuan Congqian or Langyi City.

Yuan Congqian threw the Jiedushi's golden seal to him and asked:

"You just said that you were entertaining guests from Yumen, but there was no one inside. I guess they were not from Yumen, but from Langyi. Have these distinguished guests from Langyi not had time to leave yet?"

Hunjianglong did not answer, but crawled over with his hands, waving his tail in the mud, and picked up the golden seal. He did not recognize the nine-fold seal characters engraved on the golden seal, and could only read the last three words: "Jiedushi...?"

Yuan Congqian raised his right hand and looked to the side.

A strange evil light flashed like thunder, pure black frost formed in the mud, black fog and invisible black arms instantly began to spread in Hunjianglong's hall, and his figure became looming in the black fog, like a tiger with spread black wings.

Four eyes with white light opened in the black fog, stinging Hunjianglong's eyes so much that they hurt.

The black mist that made him feel cold and painful actually gathered towards Yuan Congqian's hands, gradually compressing and thickening, wrapping the four white eyes like a long sword, forming the appearance of the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss's black sword.

The black seven-star sword stretched out its flesh and blood and the wings of the nebula wantonly, like a body stretching lazily after waking up from a long sleep.

"No one can leave today!"

Yuan Congqian spoke in a flat voice as he inserted the Seven Star Dragon Abyss into the mud.

Then, Zifu Mountain began to become upside down, and the light shining into the hall was distorted into strange seven-color rainbow light.

From Hunjianglong's perspective, the secret doors and tunnels seemed to have life and began to wriggle. The corridors were straight, but they could only form repetitive curves. It seemed like a step forward, but it made people keep moving backwards.

The people in the village were horrified to find that they could no longer leave the village. It was still okay in the village, as anyone who wanted to leave the village gate would be trapped in a circle back to the village like the legendary ghost wall.

Yuan Congqian took out a silver mask to cover his face, and a white cross star of the same color as the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss bloomed in his eyes.

"Got you."

He lifted up the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss and waved it gently towards the sky.

The wooden corridor filled with dampness suddenly had a hole in the ceiling. The skylight that was supposed to lead to the sky, which was closer than the plain, was somehow connected to the tunnel, and a figure in luxurious clothes fell from it.

Hunjianglong, who had been waiting to die peacefully, was stunned.

"Is this a space-related Originium skill? Or are you actually a hybrid of a Sarkaz lich, with space abilities, and can store your sword in other spaces like them?..."

Yuan Congqian did not answer, but jumped up and grabbed the elegant figure falling rapidly from the air.

Then, he threw him to the ground!

Chapter 29: A Little Secret: Your Family is Going to Be Exterminated (Additional Chapter )

No one could imagine what the noble young man had been through.

He was having a secret conversation with Hun Jiang Long, asking how the matter of Master Lin Tianshi's daughter was going. Then he received news that someone had come from Dahuang City, but it was not Miss Lin who came alone to participate in the "Northeast Martial Arts Conference", but a killer who would behead anyone he saw. He could only flee to the secret passage and leave Zifu Mountain in a hurry.

Halfway through the journey, the secret passage suddenly spun around, and he unknowingly began to walk in the opposite direction. The secret passage, which was supposed to go down the mountain smoothly, became steeper and steeper, and he accidentally fell down, and actually fell back into the hall of Hunjianglong!

Folk legends are prevalent in the northern border of Da Yan, such as the story of a yellow-skinned man and the singing of Nuo opera. The young man thought he was possessed by a ghost in broad daylight. He fell into the mud and felt that there were not many intact ribs in his chest, and there was no part of his body that was not painful.

"My grandfather is the Minister of Industry. I am also an official. How dare you hurt me..."

Seeing Yuan Congqian's appearance, he swallowed back the words he was about to say.

A long sword with four white crosses flashing on it was inserted next to his neck, shining with a sharp cold light, which made him hold back even his wailing. If he fell further, he would have been cut in the throat by this strange black long sword stuck in the ground.

The other party came with bad intentions and was obviously targeting him. The most important thing now was to protect himself.

The Great Yan Code had relatively strict penalties for corruption, but did not involve collective punishment. If a high-ranking official accepted bribes, he would be expelled from the government and become a commoner, and no further investigation would be conducted; for low- and middle-level officials, every ounce of 1 tael of embezzlement would be punished by hanging, and if the amount reached 20 taels of embezzlement, the punishment would be death by hanging.

The other party could not find any connection with Zifu Mountain, and even if they did, it would be difficult to determine that he did it. So many cities have some connection with bandits, so they would speak for me to some extent. As for selling the arrows from the Yumen Arsenal, it would not harm my family...

While the young man's brain was racing, Yuan Congqian had already stepped on his head.

"Sir, you are in a good mood. You came to Zifu Mountain to watch the autumn rain?"

Who would come to play in the hilltop of a den of thieves? The elegant young man came with his brains, wearing the most ordinary clothes within his cognition. He did not wear a sword or seal to indicate his identity, but only brought a little.

His well-maintained hair and delicate skin betrayed him. Even the women in Hunjianglong Village were pale and thin, and the better-off ones were thick-shouldered and brown-skinned. Yuan Congqian had never seen a woman in the village with skin better than that of a young man.

Yuan Congqian ignored the young man wailing on the ground and turned to look at Hunjianglong.

"Who is this young man?"