Immortal, I Only Practice Forbidden Techniques

Chapter 18 Magic Operation

In the corner of the drug market, Old Scar and the others stared at Jiang Ming who packed up his things and left.

"Master Scar, just let him go like this?" A follower couldn't help but ask.

The old scar snorted coldly: "What else should I do? In the final analysis, that kid didn't violate any rules. I have been operating in Ping'an Town for many years. Although I do things ruthlessly, I always follow the rules on the surface. If you really do something to this kid, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public in this Ping'an Town..."

"What Mr. Scar means is that we secretly..." The servant rolled his eyes, as if he heard other meanings.

Old Scar played with two golden worm ginseng, shook his head and said: "This kid is a bit skilled, and he might have to kill a few people to deal with him. During this period of time, there is a shortage of manpower in the gang, and Ping'an Town can't grow any more..."

"But he teased me several times, I'm going to get angry sooner or later!" The old scar's eyes revealed fiercely: "Let this Jiang Ming play for two days, and after the winter, the gang will send people over. At that time... "

...

"This old scar is easier to deal with than imagined." Jiang Ming was a little surprised as he walked in the town.

"It seems that the image of the villain established before still has some effect..."

No matter how bad old Scar is, he is still just an ordinary person, relying on the reputation of the Old Snake Gang to suppress the low-level people in Ping'an Town who are afraid of the powerful...

But those who are frightened of being stupefied, the villain Jiang Da is a stunned young man who is not afraid of anyone, a bachelor, knocking on the door and breaking his leg if he doesn't agree with him, even the old scar has nothing to do...

"Strength is everything!" Jiang Ming sighed.

...

The tavern is more lively in winter, whether it is a herb picker or a mountain picker, now they can't enter the mountain, so they drink here all day long.

There was a lot of noise in the tavern, and Lao Jiang's face was flushed with joy, and he even recruited A Fei as a temporary waiter.

Hula~

The wooden door was pushed open, and the cold wind rushed in.

The drinker at the door stared at him, and was about to yell, who is wrong with opening the door so wide.

"Yo, who are you staring at?" Jiang Ming looked at him with a half-smile.

"Ming, Brother Ming..." The drinker stammered, "Are you back?"

The tavern was quiet for a moment, Jiang Da villain came back!

"Drink honestly, don't stare at people...you can get beaten easily." Jiang Ming patted his head, maintaining his image of a big villain, and strode towards the counter.

"Half a catty is free of tongue, and the side dishes can be served casually." Jiang Ming patted ten big coins.

"Brother Ming, long time no see, you're still so majestic." Old Jiangtou joked.

"In this world...it's good to be alive." Jiang Ming shook his head and said, seeing that Old Zhou was there, he went over and sat down together.

"There are a lot fewer people collecting herbs!" Jiang Ming sighed.

Old Zhou Tou smiled wryly: "You run into the mountains alone to have fun, this town is about to fall into chaos, many people don't want to go, and that old scar just threatens his family openly and secretly, causing chaos..."

"So nonsense?" Jiang Ming frowned.

"Do you still remember the Shi family, the newly promoted first-class family, who killed several herbal pickers...now they are mixed with the old snake gang, who dares to say anything..."

"Then it's almost New Year's Eve, and they won't be released?" Jiang Ming asked. At this time of year, there is no way for large troops to enter the mountain.

Old Zhou's eyelids drooped slightly, he sighed, and then said slowly: "I heard... some herb collectors have been sent to the northern battlefield to serve as military doctors."

"I don't know, how many of them will come back..."

Jiang Ming was stunned, what kind of magic operation is this, can a herbal picker be like a doctor?

Is it a joke to fight a war? Something big will happen...

"What's going on?" Jiang Ming was confused: "Who is fighting with whom?"

"I heard that there was a rebellion in the north, and the land of the three prefectures was breached...the capital sent troops to suppress the bandits, and ordered all the prefectures to contribute their efforts. There are requirements for the number of medicinal materials, weapons, soldiers, and doctors accompanying the army!"

"So Dayun Mansion is just fooling around like this? Isn't it very active when collecting herbs..." Jiang Ming didn't understand anymore.

"Stupid?" Suddenly a head came over from the side, and a herbal picker said in a sly way: "How do you know it's a trick, and it wasn't intentional?"

"There are also those Medicinal herbs. I heard that many of them were 'robbed' by the rebels after being transported halfway!"

"Those gentlemen in the city are more thieves than anyone else..."

Jiang Ming now understands that there are traitors in the relationship.

But it's normal to think about it. Since ancient times, it has been a family of powerful dynasties. These families bet in advance, some will suppress the royal family, and some will suppress the rebels... Maybe there are also bets on both sides.

Looking at the situation, those officials in the Dayun Mansion might not be clear with the rebels...

"If this war doesn't end next year, I'm afraid we will have to recruit troops." Old Zhou Tou sighed.

"By the way, when you were in the mountains, another big event happened here!" The topic was too heavy, and the old Zhou turned around and said, "A group of thugs who have been rampant in Dayun Mansion for a long time were arrested on the road leading to the mansion. There was a nest on the road, and that scene was a tragic..."

Immediately, someone answered, "Tsk tsk, I heard that one of the heads was chopped off, and the other was nailed to a tree, and it couldn't be pulled out..."

"It was such a joy to kill. The government has posted notices. If you want to find the hero who killed the bandit, you will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver..."

"By the way, why hasn't this hero shown up? If I had already received the money, I would have gone happily..."

"It's just you? Seeing that scene, I'm afraid I peed through my pants..."

As soon as this matter was mentioned, the tavern suddenly burst into chatter. Obviously, this kind of topic is more exciting.

Jiang Ming listened silently, sipping his wine from time to time, showing up? Show it off, a few guys who aren't even Practitioners are gangsters...

He has been rampant for a long time... If it is true, there is only one explanation. Behind this nest of fake traders, there is a lot of power behind it, and it may be which one in the city...

If Jiang Ming dared to show his face, he would be sunk into the well before he received the money... When he was fished out again, it might be the second industrial revolution.

At noon, Jiang Ming bought some life necessities in the town, and then returned to Yunmeng Mountain Ze.

He found that he quite liked this kind of life, practicing martial arts alone, picking medicine, drinking tea and reading books... Occasionally go down the mountain to feel the fireworks in the world...

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As time passed, the weather became colder, the mountains and rivers were covered with a thick layer of ice, snow fell one after another, and everywhere was covered with white.

Jiang Ming also goes out less often, but he still insists on going out every two or three days to collect herbs. The price of seasonal herbs in winter is the highest, and when they are sold in the spring of next year, they can sell for a lot of money.

In a mountain stream, Jiang Ming was wrapped in thick animal skins, looking at the scene in front of him in surprise and joy.

Among the white snow, a little emerald green is eye-catching.

It was a place no more than three feet square, with a piece of green grass growing, and in the middle of the grass, a small red grass swayed gently, even in the ice and snow, it seemed to radiate warmth.

"Fire Cloud Grass!"

"Finally met another one!"

Jiang Ming was very excited, he boiled and ate the last one, but he hadn't practiced martial arts at that time, so almost half of the medicine's effect was wasted.

But now that he was at the critical moment of attacking the Practitioner, the Fire Cloud Grass came at the right time.

He patted a rabbit beside him: "Bai Siye, remember this appearance and taste... As long as you can find another one, I guarantee that as long as I, Jiang Ming, eats one bite, you will never be hungry."

Carefully digging out the Fire Cloud Grass, Jiang Ming's thoughts went back to the day when he first came to this world, everything started from that Fire Cloud Grass...

"In this world, the only criterion is The Weak are Prey to the Strong, if you fail to become a Practitioner, everything is empty talk..."

Thanks to the book friends "one two two three three four four five" for the reward, the boss is generous, thank you boss!

(end of this chapter)