Comprehensive martial arts: At the beginning of Juxian Village, the crowd will become stronger

Chapter 39 Fighting Qingzhou Wulin, Yang's Secret
The young man waved his folding fan and listened to the flattery of his subordinates, without any sense of shame, on the contrary, he enjoyed it very much.

After shouting several times, he shook his hand lightly.

The voice was suppressed immediately.

"Eldest brother, you are extremely smart and powerful. You must have figured out where to find my junior sister, right?"

"That's right, what doesn't our senior brother know? Our master is the best in the world, so the senior senior brother is the undisputed second master in the world! Capture a junior junior sister and recover Wang Ding, isn't it easy?"

Several people flattered and flattered.

These words sounded nasty to others, but they spoke them very smoothly without embarrassment.

This is the characteristic of their Xingxiu sect, because Ding Chunqiu, the old fairy of Xingxiu, really likes to listen to people's flattery, and the apprentices and grandchildren he recruited are also good at this.

All kinds of flattery can be said to come from the mouth.

The young man waved his hand.

"It's okay, little junior sister, she can't escape! How dare you steal master's treasure, and when you catch her, you will definitely turn her into a poisonous corpse! But..."

"Our master's Dharma driving in the Central Plains this time is also to let these so-called martial arts people from all over the world experience the extraordinary skills of our Xingxiu Sect, and to let them understand that they are nothing more than a frog at the bottom of a well. Master will arrive later, but I will take the stars as a Eldest senior brother, you can’t lose the name of the Xingxiu Sect! You can’t let Master take care of everything.”

After that Zixingzi finished speaking, he called someone.

"Go and find out, what sects and masters are there in Qingzhou martial arts, let's let them see how powerful the Xingxiu sect is!"

"Let's beat this Qingzhou martial arts first!"

"Yes!"

The subordinates ran away excitedly.

Zhai Xingzi looked at the vast land of Qingzhou in front of him, and then at his own weird fluorescent fingernails, laughing.

Qingzhou martial arts is destined to be restless.

In Qingzhou City, Yang Mansion.

Things settled down for a while, at this time, it was evening, the sky was going to be dark, and the setting sun stretched Yang Ming's figure.

In the cracked hall, Zhu Cheng was still howling. He had already reached the fourth wave of poisoning, and his whole body could hardly be seen as human.

The howling of pain cast a psychological shadow on those who watched outside the Yang mansion.

Countless people wondered, what kind of human tragedy happened in the Yang Mansion?

At the same time, many people looked at the gate of the Yang Mansion with awe and fear in their eyes, as if there was a man-eating monster hidden there.

Awe comes from mystery.

A large number of small bosses under Yang's subordinates ran back frantically one after another, and handed over the three times the routine ordered by Yang Ming.

Yang Ming had already arranged for some servants to handle this matter.

The warehouse of the Yang Mansion, which had been vacant for a long time, was filled again.

Although it is far from before, it can be regarded as a renewed sense of prosperity.

The servants of Yang's mansion were even more pleasantly surprised. They never imagined that in less than a day after Yang Ming came back, the situation had turned 180 degrees!

Only last night, they were still in fear and panic all day long.

But today, there was a big turnaround, and what he got was not only a large amount of money handed in, but also the fear in the eyes of those guys.

This gave them a sense of elation!

But after thinking about it, the servants are still a little bit embarrassed.

Fortunately, I didn't leave before, otherwise, it would be a big loss!If the Yang family can recover in the future, they will naturally rise.

But these little bosses have handed over the missing routines and it's not over yet.

Yang Ming had relieved Sun Feng of his grief at this time, and immediately gave him some instructions.

After listening to it, Sun Feng sighed in his heart and executed it immediately.

Several little bosses who had just handed in the routine, thought they had escaped, but were immediately restrained by Sun Feng, and then tied up and thrown into the courtyard of the Yang Mansion.

Not long after, an uncle of Yang Ming was also tied up and thrown with them like cargo.

"Nephew, what are you doing? Everyone in the clan has run away, and I am the only one willing to stay. Why do you send someone to arrest me!"

Before that uncle finished speaking, Yang Ming had already taken out the letter and the list from Shan Shushan and threw them at his feet.

These people who were arrested were all secretly having an affair with the Shan family.

Eating the inside out is more hateful than simply wanting to leave!

Yang Ming was too lazy to talk nonsense with them, so he just spit out a word.

"kill!"

"Yes!"

Sun Feng drew out his knife and said to himself, don't blame me.

Then the shadows of knives criss-crossed the courtyard, and several human heads fell to the ground.

It's no wonder that Yang Ming's murderous intent was too strong today. It can only be said that serious illnesses require fierce medicine.

Not to mention other people, even Sun Feng is now stunned. Even if he doesn't consider the factor of his poisoning, Sun Feng no longer dares to underestimate Yang Ming.

"Clean up."

After Yang Ming gave his orders, he walked back into the hall.

Finally feeling a little more relaxed, he took out his saber and looked at it.

The successive battles have already caused the knife to be damaged a lot, full of gaps, and it seems that its lifespan is also at the end.

Yang Ming put down the knife conveniently, thinking in his heart that he would have to find another weapon in the future.

If it was before, there should be a few good-looking knives stored in the warehouse of the Yang Mansion, but they are far from treasured knives.

The sharp blade of the magic weapon is also a scarce resource in the world, how can it be so easy to obtain?

Yang Ming thought for a while, and took the Shenmu Wangding that he was carrying with him in his palm.

He didn't have time to study the treasure of the Xingxiu faction along the way, and he was also thinking about how to use this thing.

Looking outside, Sun Feng and others were still busy, Yang Ming got up and left, hiding the Shenmu Wangding in a secret place.

It is really inconvenient to carry this thing with you all the time, and it is easy to be recognized by interested people.

Yang Ming was thinking while walking, and suddenly, Hong Sanming ran back again.

After Yang Ming helped Hong Sanming relieve his grief, Qingfeng asked him to go back and choose the manpower.

After all, the Yinjiao Gang has the largest number of people and is suitable for doing things for themselves.

However, now Hong Sanming's eyes were clearly flustered, as if something had happened.

"Patriarch, the things you ordered have been done, but... but something happened at our dock, would you like to take a look at it?"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Ming's eyes were full of killing intent.

Hong Sanming knelt down with a plop in fright.

"Patriarch, don't misunderstand me. I don't have any ideas, and the pier has not set up traps to harm you. It is my pier. A large number of boatmen and porters have been poisoned for no reason! There are also outside the city."

Yang Ming thought about it, the terrain outside the city is open, and there are people coming and going, so it is impossible to set up any traps.

Immediately Yang Ming nodded, expressing that he knew, and asked Hong Sanming to leave first, but he himself did not say to go.

After waiting for a while, Yang Ming secretly left the city.

Sure enough, as soon as he left the city gate, he saw a large number of people surrounding him, discussing in horror.

Yang Ming squeezed over and looked at the situation among the crowd, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Good guy, the figures lying here are completely out of shape.

The whole body was red, and the skin fell off piece by piece, exposing a large area of ​​flesh and blood inside.

But the point is that the person is not dead yet, which is the most painful, several blood gourds kept rolling back and forth on the ground.

The surrounding people all watched from a distance, and some people kept reminding them.

"Don't get close, let alone touch them! This stuff is contagious!"

After all, Yang Ming had fought against Wu Canyang before, so he could tell at a glance that this was the work of a master poisoner.

Hong Sanming has been through the rivers and lakes for a long time, and he was a pirate before. He has rich experience, so it is impossible not to see it.

But he ran to him specifically to talk about this matter. On the one hand, he was frightened, and on the other hand, he must also have the idea of ​​wanting to test himself.

Look at your own reaction to this strange and strange poison, and use it to infer your own understanding of poison use.

In fact, the purpose is to test out the source of the poison on his body.

If Yang Ming has a deep understanding of using poison kung fu, then Hong Sanming's solution to poison must be Yang Ming himself.

If Yang Ming didn't understand, then the poisoned elixir and antidote must be imported, and Hong Sanming would definitely go out and inquire about it to see if he could gain anything.

This is obviously the other party's calculation, but Yang Ming didn't fall for it.

Soon, people from Hong Sanming's Yinjiao gang came over, threw firewood on the poisoned people from the air, and then lit them.

Although cruel, this is the only way to keep the toxicity from spreading.

Yang Ming looked around and returned to Qingzhou City.

This matter is definitely not simple, which means that poisonous masters have been haunting the vicinity of Qingzhou!
The first thing Yang Ming thought of was the Xingxiu faction!

This time is also comparable to Ah Zi's theft of the Shenmu Wangding.

If the Xingxiu School knew that the Shenmu Wangding was actually in their hands, it would definitely be a stormy sea!
It seems that the news must be kept secret, and at the same time, plan ahead!

Yang Ming sensed that the rain was coming, and his sense of urgency to improve his own strength became stronger.

Soon, Yang Ming returned to the Yang Mansion.

A lot of the blood in the courtyard had been removed, but the pungent smell of blood could still be smelled.

Qin Bo leaned on his crutches, and listened to the servants recounting what happened before with joy.

Uncle Qin waved his hand silently and asked the servants to leave. After a long time, Uncle Qin suddenly raised his head, with tears in his eyes, and said in a low voice.

"Bless the old Patriarch, the Patriarch has been reborn, we have hope again!"

Just now that Yang Ming came back, Uncle Qin walked over on crutches.

Seeing this, Yang Ming hurried up to help him, just about to tell Uncle Qin not to walk around casually.

But he was grabbed by the wrist.

"Patriarch, come with the old man, I have something important to tell you!"

Seeing Uncle Qin's solemn expression, as if it was a big deal, Yang Ming also became curious.

He helped Qin Bo to a room in the inner courtyard.

There are few people here, and the surrounding area is even quieter. After Yang Ming asked Uncle Qin to sit down, he checked around to make sure there were no ears behind the walls.

Then come back.

Qin Bo closed the doors and windows.

Yang Ming was taken aback by this very serious look, as if it was a big deal.

After Qin Bo finished, he spread out a piece of paper on the table, and then picked up a pen to write something.

Yang Ming leaned over and found that it was a series of numbers.

"Eight, three, six, one, seven..."

"This is……"

Yang Ming was even more puzzled, not knowing what kind of fool Qin Bo was doing.

"This is what the old Patriarch ordered me. If one day, Patriarch, you Qianfeng Good Fortune Slash can break through to the sixth heaven, you will tell this secret..."

Qin Bo said while writing.

"Now Patriarch, you are still not strong enough, but the Yang family undergoes major changes, so a little earlier is fine."

(End of this chapter)