Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 195 194. Today's Wu practiced here (6000)

For Anle, no matter whether it is to obtain more food with high spiritual power concentration, or to obtain more information about the Great Tai Dynasty, he must not stay in this small village, and the nearest Baoqi County, as well as the Dong family in the county seat , is undoubtedly very suitable to be the object of his contact now.

On the other side, Yin Feichen looked at An Le with more admiration.

In his opinion, the Dong family members were all bastards who bullied men and women in Yurou Township, but this senior was not afraid at all, and directly punished these bad guys.

Yin Feichen was even more eager for Anle to destroy the Dong family, so as to relieve his hatred.

But his sister apparently thought differently.

Yin Yu quietly glanced at An Le in front of him, feeling more and more uneasy in his heart.

The strength displayed by this senior Wuxu is indeed extraordinary, but blatantly killing the steward of the Dong family like this will definitely attract their revenge.

It would be fine if there were only members of the Dong family, and senior Wuxu alone would be enough to fight against him, but what if the government's messengers were attracted...

Thinking of the military disasters he witnessed with his own eyes, Yin Yu couldn't help trembling slightly, his face pale.

Like all feudal dynasties, the Taitai Dynasty also had a dedicated army.

Some martial artists with advanced martial arts skills were even forcibly conscripted into the army to serve.

In Yin Yu's mind, no matter how strong Senior Wuxu is, there is only one person, and he may be able to withstand waves of encirclement and suppression from the government, but when the real army comes under pressure, he may have to flee in a hurry.

At that time, Senior Wuxu may be able to escape, but the two of them will definitely not be able to escape.

Out of this kind of thinking, Yin Yu persuaded in a low voice: "Senior, our Datai Dynasty ruled the country by martial arts. The martial arts in the government are high-level and large in number. It is better not to provoke them."

"Oh, really?"

An Le saw Yin Yu's worry, and smiled slightly: "You think too much, I have always been kind to others."

"Always uphold, people will not offend me, and I will not offend others."

"Not to mention murder."

Yin Yu glanced at the four members of the Dong family who had been silent for a long time, and was speechless for a while.

"Don't worry, not only will I not attack the Dong family, but I will also give them a big gift."

Hearing An Le's words, goose bumps appeared on Yin Yu's body and chills all over his body, and he couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic for the Dong family.

******
With the guarantee of safety, the Yin Yu sister and brother finally returned to Nanlin Village, pretending that nothing happened.

After all, this is the place where they lived since they were young. If they were not forced to do nothing, how could the two of them be willing to leave their hometown and escape to other places.

Now that the Dong family members have been dealt with, at least they are safe for a short time.

As for An Le, it was naturally impossible to go back to the village with her siblings.

Even if he was wearing a yellow robe, this image was still too conspicuous, and he could see the abnormality of this stranger at a glance, which would cause trouble instead.

At this time, he was heading to the nearest Baoqi County.

Although An Le's strength has not yet recovered, under the infection of the void, he has many strange characteristics, and his combat power is enough to compete against ordinary enemies.

Only by going to the county seat in person can the trouble be resolved as soon as possible.

Along the way, of course, An Le would not let go of the monsters he encountered, and observed the customs and customs of the Great Thai Dynasty by the way.

He passed many farmlands, and among them were farmers with weathered faces working in the fields.

However, some of the land is not owned by farmers, but occupied by landlords.

The mortals in the field are only tenants of the landlord's family, and most of the harvested grain must be handed over to the landlord.

And when they saw An Le with such an appearance, they all showed panic and hid far away, not daring to approach at all.

There are rural women washing clothes by the river, and the fabric of the clothes looks very novel.

Combined with Yin Yu's description of the Dong family, it is not difficult to see that the textile industry here is actually quite developed, and there is a large market and consumption capacity.

"Based on the small peasant economy, have the handicraft industry and the commodity economy gradually sprouted?"

After observing these situations, An Le took out the silver taels and bank notes collected from the steward of the Dong family.

The Great Thai Dynasty not only used gold and silver as transaction currency, but also derived the silver notes issued by the Great Thai Dynasty.

The bank note bears the seal of "Min'an Bank".

The assets of the steward of the Dong family and several servants add up to hundreds of taels of silver, which is already a huge sum of money in the small place of Nanlin Village.

It can be seen from this that the Dong family has financial resources as a rural landlord.

An Le secretly said in his heart: "This level of development is close to the Ming Dynasty on Earth, but...the number of practitioners here doesn't seem to be many?"

"The method of practice doesn't seem to be popular?"

In the territory of the Akabane Sect, it is very difficult to break through the foundation establishment, but it is still very easy to find any kung fu and practice it to the Qi training stage.

But ordinary people in Baoqi County, even if they practice martial arts, they often don't even break through the first level, and they are only used to strengthen their bodies and make it easier to work.

It is completely impossible to see where the "God" of "Shen Dynasty" is.

However, An Le knew very well that he was still in the most fringe area of ​​the Taitai Dynasty, and he must not be generalized.

Wait until those prosperous places, maybe you can get a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg of this divine dynasty.

In this way, Anle stopped and went, and it took half a day to arrive at the gate of Baoqi County in the middle of the night.

Compared with the desolate and dilapidated villages, there is a flat and wide post road outside the county seat, with ruts all over it, and horse-drawn carriages and caravans will pass by during the day.

The city wall was tall and made of gray-white stone bricks, but An Le didn't see any trace of the magic circle.

On the surface, it looks like an ordinary county town for mortals.

"Ok?"

An Le looked towards the county seat, with a look of interest on the face under the robe.

There, there were two or three auras that caught his attention.

"Baoqi County, there are still some strong people."

However, the purpose of An Le's trip was not to cause trouble.

He suppressed the breath around him, straightened his robes, controlled the tentacles on his body not to move, and then quietly sneaked into the night.

******
In the depths of the magnificent mansion.

"No! Dad, don't drive me away!"

Dong Gaohan suddenly woke up from his dream, his back was covered in cold sweat, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Master?"

The maid beside the bed was also woken up, and asked sleepily, "What happened?"

Dong Gaohan took two heavy breaths, and reluctantly said: "...it's okay."

"Oh."

The little maid replied sullenly: "Then I'll go to sleep."

Soon, there was the sound of even and steady breathing in the darkness.

Dong Gaohan was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling above his head, thinking of the scene in his dream just now, but he couldn't fall asleep anyway.

He dreamed that he was kicked out of Dong's house by his father, and went to a small village below Baoqi County, where even the maids were snatched away, and finally he died alone for the rest of his life.

Even though it was just a dream, Dong Gaohan was still afraid for a while.

He sighed: "I think about it every day, but I dream about it at night."

"If you can't break through the first level..."

Dong Gaohan's nightmare was naturally not groundless, he was just reprimanded by his father during the day.

He said that he didn't want to make progress and didn't put his energy into cultivation, so he didn't break through the first level for a long time.

He also said that if Dong Gaohan can't break through within a month, his daily pocket money will be cut off.

"Hey, I have worked so hard, why is there still no first level?"

Dong Gaohan was very puzzled.

He only went to the Goulan once every five days, practiced martial arts once every three days, and drank delicacies that nourished his energy and blood every day.

But this qi and blood did not increase but decreased, and it has not yet broken through.

After thinking for a while, Dong Gaohan came to a conclusion.

"It must be that the martial arts teacher at home is not good at teaching! I have to ask Dad to change quickly!"

Dong Gaohan is the sixth son of the Dong family, and also the youngest in this generation. He was originally given high hopes by Dong's father. The martial artist said that he is a good material for martial arts, and he might be able to pass the martial arts exam and become an official.

But who knows, he is 16 years old this year, and he has not yet broken through the first level.

Father Dong gradually became disappointed in him, and gradually lowered the treatment he gave him.

Moving from the original big house to this remote small courtyard, the share of spiritual food on weekdays has also decreased a lot.

Thinking of this, Dong Gaohan frowned: "It won't work like this!"

It's fine if the housing and food get worse, but if he loses his pocket money, wouldn't he be unable to go to Goulan?

Dong Gaohan absolutely cannot accept this.

"Miss Avon is still waiting for me!"

Thinking that he might not be able to see the beautiful face of the Avon girl, Dong Gaohan felt depressed and uncomfortable, as if there were ants crawling on his body.

"No! You have to work harder and work harder!"

With Avon girl as his target, Dong Gaohan became energetic in an instant, and he didn't sleep at all. He got up from the bed, pushed open the door, and came to the small courtyard to start practicing martial arts.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Hmph! Master Ni, I'm going to work hard!"

Dong Gaohan looked stern, full of confidence: "I want to impress those who look down on me!"

******
"Phew... no, no!"

"so tired……"

After finishing the two sets of boxing, Dong Gaohan fell to the ground panting heavily, his body was sweating profusely, he was so tired that he didn't even want to move a finger.

"I've worked hard today, but tomorrow... oh no, let's continue the day after tomorrow!"

"If you don't have a good rest, how can you have the strength to practice martial arts?"

After persuading himself from the bottom of his heart, Dong Gaohan just wanted to take a shower, and then quickly go back to bed and lie down.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew across the small courtyard.

The blow made Dong Gaohan's hairs stand on end, his heart skipped a beat, and his eyes widened slightly.

The moonlight was obscured by the dark clouds in the sky, and the night seemed to be denser than usual, and the depression that seemed to be there fell in Dong Gaohan's heart.

'Wait, what's that? '

Dong Gaohan stared at a corner of the small courtyard and couldn't help swallowing.

He seemed to see a dark living creature crawling past just now, but upon careful observation, it no longer existed, as if it was just his hallucination.

Dong Gaohan thought to himself: "Could it be that some warriors broke into my house?" '

'What courage!You must teach him a lesson! '

At this time, he took a breath: "Hiss...so cold..."

Dong Gaohan's skin surface gradually gave birth to a sticky and cold touch.

Unknown wriggling and twisting sounds came to his ears.

"Xiao Cui! Where are you?"

At this time, Dong Gaohan panicked a little, and shouted the maid's name.

But Xiao Cui, who was clearly in the room, never responded, and was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.

Dong Gaohan turned his head to look, and found in astonishment that the houses behind him had been engulfed by solid and heavy shadows.

Beside him, even the ground under his feet was covered with a layer of black.

It seemed that Dong Gaohan fell into this dark, cold, closed space alone, surrounded by endless darkness, and unprecedented fear rose from the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, a hoarse but full of bewitching magic power sounded in Dong Gaohan's ear.

"Do you want to really live?"

"Do you want...to understand the meaning of life?"

Dong Gaohan only felt that there was boundless and strange magic in these words, as if there were thousands of tiny worms, sticking to his skin, getting into his head, deep into his brain, and stirring freely.

He had no time to think, no time to answer, and fell into a benevolent stupor.

******
The next morning.

"call!"

Dong Gaohan woke up suddenly, his face was pale, and he sat up directly from the bed.

He looked around and found himself sitting in a familiar room.

Neither wriggling creatures nor treacherous shadows were to be seen.

"Could it be... just a dream?"

Dong Gaohan felt a strong rejoicing in his heart: "Fortunately, it was just a dream."

"Master! You are awake!"

At this time, Xiaocui came in from the door, holding a basin of warm water in front of her, and complained in her mouth.

"Master, what happened to you last night? Why did you lie down in the courtyard and fell asleep? If you catch a cold, Madam will feel distressed."

"Also, young master, you are very heavy. I can hardly carry it by myself."

Xiao Cui babbled on, completely oblivious to the fact that Dong Gaohan's face was getting uglier and cold sweat was slowly oozing from his forehead.

"Not a dream? Not a dream!?"

"how come……"

Xiao Cui brought the basin in front of him, and said crisply: "Young master, don't be in a daze, come and wash your face."

Dong Gaohan looked down, his eyes widened a little bit, showing a look of extreme horror.

I saw a terrifying face suddenly reflected in the calm and clear water.

Countless maggots crawled all over the face, wantonly passing through the facial features and skin, the rotted sores gave off a stench, and misty shadows continuously spilled out.

Looking at this face, Dong Gaohan was so frightened that he couldn't help but exclaim: "Xiao Cui!"

"Master, what's wrong?"

Dong Gaohan looked at the maid beside him in horror, only to find several maggots approaching, their color was fresher and more disgusting.

And they come from Xiaocui beside her.

In his eyes, the servant girl's face also had this terrifying appearance!
Seeing the living maggots getting closer and closer, Dong Gaohan screamed: "No! Don't come here!"

Then, fell into a coma again.

******
Three days passed in a flash.

Strange rumors spread from Dong's family.

It was said that a young master of the Dong family had been bewitched by an evil spirit, and he would call out monsters when he saw anyone.

The master of the Dong family was eager to protect his son, so he called Taoist priests and witches who exorcised evil spirits from the rivers and lakes to treat his son's strange disease, but he couldn't cure it.

Looking at his son who was huddled in the corner of the room, with a shrunken expression and a face full of panic and anxiety, Dong Shan frowned and sighed deeply.

Another steward of the Dong family comforted: "Master, don't worry, I have sent someone to invite Master Qing from the Xuanling Martial Arts Hall, this time I will definitely be able to cure the young master."

This Xuanling Martial Arts Gym is a martial arts gym in Baoqi County and nearby counties. It is said that it was founded by a martial artist of the fourth realm, and his master has a strong background. Even the officials in the county have to give a little favor.

The reason why the steward went to this master Qing was to use the energy and blood of this third-level warrior to flush out the evil spirit, and maybe he could cure Dong Gaohan's hysteria.

"Hey, you bastard, there's no time to worry!"

When Dong Shan thought of the silver taels it would cost to invite third-level warriors, he felt a pain in his heart, and secretly decided that Dong Gaohan's pocket money for the next few months would be withheld.

He remembered one more thing, and asked the steward, "Has the matter Dong Wu was asked to do done?"

Dong Wu was the steward who was sent to Nanlin Village. He was the fifth among the stewards, so he took this random name.

Dong San replied: "He hasn't come back yet."

Dong Shan frowned slightly: "It's been almost three days, right? You haven't come back yet, so maybe you're addicted to money?"

Like the stewards of the Dong family, if they went to the village below, they would often receive a lot of benefits.

Dong San broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that the master had noticed something he did before, but after thinking about it, he said strangely.

"It shouldn't be. Nanlin Village is full of poor people who can't even squeeze out a few drops of oil and water. How did Dong Wu go for so long?"

"I don't care what he did, but if it ruins my business, the consequences...you know it."

Dong Shan's face was gloomy: "You will send someone to go to Nanlin Village tomorrow. The old house of the siblings must be taken down by me."

Dong San felt chills in his heart, and nodded quickly in agreement.

In fact, he was also very curious, why the master was so obsessed with an old house in a village, he had sent someone once before, and now he wanted to make use of Wang Dazhu's death as an excuse.

However, as a servant of the Dong family, Dong San didn't have the guts to ask.

At this moment, a young servant came outside and said to Dong Shan, "Master Qing is here."

"It's just... by his side, with a person."

"Ok?"

Dong Shan was surprised, but still said on the surface: "Invite them in quickly."

******
Soon.

A warrior with a fair complexion and good looks walked into the Dong family's house. He was wearing a white training uniform, with a smile on his face, and he had a kind of free and easy temperament, which made people subconsciously feel good.

This person's name is Qing Zhengyang, and he is one of the only third-level fighters in Xuanling Martial Arts Hall in Baoqi County.

Facing Qing Zhengyang, Dong Shan had a humble attitude, cupped his hands and said, "Master Qing, you've come."

He glanced aside again, and asked strangely, "I don't know who this is?"

Beside Qing Zhengyang, stood an extremely strange person, his whole body was covered by a layer of black robe, his face could not be seen clearly, and he exuded a faint ominous aura.

Qing Zhengyang smiled and said: "This is a good friend I just made. I heard that Master Dong's family is in trouble, so I happened to be on the same road."

In what he said, there was actually not a single truth.

In fact, Qing Zhengyang had just met the man in black.

It was only after the other party showed the vitality of the third realm and stuffed him with a hundred taels of silver that Qing Zhengyang brought him to Dong's house.

Thinking about it in Qingzhengyang, this hundred taels of silver can be called a free pick.

If he can cure Dong Gaohan's illness, he will naturally earn a lot of money.

If it can't be cured, there is no loss in letting the man in black try it.

As a martial artist in the same realm, I still have to give this little face.

Seeing that Qing Zhengyang didn't continue to explain, Dong Shan didn't ask any more questions, and invited him in respectfully.

Although Dong Shan didn't show it very clearly, compared with his attitude towards Qing Zhengyang, he was unavoidably contemptuous towards the man in black.

After all, in Dong Shan's view, the black-robed man is definitely not as strong as Qing Zhengyang, and his origins are unknown, and his behavior is suspicious. If he can barely pull a smiling face, Dong Shan is considered extraordinary.

An Le didn't care about this, but said in her heart: "The show has just begun!"

As a martial arts practitioner, Qing Zhengyang was utterly ignorant, and immediately walked into Dong Gaohan's house after negotiating the price.

"Don't, don't come here..."

In Dong Gaohan's sight, another monster with sticky pus flowing all over his body and an unsteady face came in, with substantial malice in his eyes.

After these few days of fermentation, Dong Gaohan's hallucinations not only did not ease at all, but became more terrifying.

Those maggots not only stayed on the face, but also appeared all over the body.

As soon as Dong Gaohan closed his eyes, it was as if thousands of bugs came in from all over his body, making it impossible to fall asleep at all.

But when he opened his eyes, the surrounding scene became more and more treacherous.

His mental state, in these three days, has been destroyed to the point of madness.

Qing Zhengyang frowned slightly, and said: "Young Master Dong, don't be afraid, I am Xuanling Martial Arts, Qing Zhengyang, and I came here specially to treat your illness."

When these words fell into Dong Gaohan's ears, they turned into chaotic ravings, like the roar of an unknown monster.

Seeing the monster gradually approaching, Dong Gaohan was so frightened that tears came out, and he called for help loudly.

"Father, save me!"

Seeing this scene, Qing Zhengyang shook his head lightly: "It's really evil, I don't know what kind of evil he provoked."

Based on his knowledge, he has only heard that Xie Chong has such a skill.

However, although Xie Chong is weird and unpredictable, it has a fatal weakness, that is, it is afraid of the blood of warriors.

Evil spirits belong to yin, while qi and blood are the most rigid and yang things.

It is said that there are powerful warriors who can vaporize all night-walking ghosts in an instant when they fully stimulate their qi and blood, causing all evil spirits to retreat.

"It seems that I have decided on the 800 taels of silver."

Thinking of this, Qing Zhengyang didn't hesitate any more, he let out a muffled grunt, his heart pounding like a drum, and his speed quickened.

Qi and blood circulated according to the mind, first making the skin red, like a boiled prawn, and then gradually overflowing the body surface, forming a scorching battle suit.

Just standing next to him was like being by the fire.

Even Dong Shan and the others outside the room could sense the movement.

"Master Qing is worthy of being a martial artist of the third realm, this vitality is really full!"

Envy flashed in Dong Shan's eyes. He also practiced martial arts when he was young, but his talent was limited, and he couldn't advance an inch after the second stage.

And with age, Qi and blood also gradually weakened.

Dong San nodded and said: "With Master Qing taking action, it is sure to be safe."

He quietly glanced at the man in black, and sneered in his heart: "I don't know what this man is here for?"

"I'm afraid I'm not the same as those witches and gods, trying to cheat the master of his money."

But at this moment, there was a shrill scream in the room.

(End of this chapter)