"I'll beat you to death." A slightly childish voice sounded in the distance, with a hint of broken sound.
The fat man glanced at Wu Gen, who was still twitching on the ground with green smoke coming out of his body, and then turned to look in the direction of the sound. Chu Ji grabbed a handful of branches he had just picked up and stumbled towards this side.
"My lord..." The fat man hesitated. The orders from above were very clear. Take him back if you can. If you can't, kill him.
Chu Ji bit his lip tightly, staring at the man fiercely like a young tiger emerging from the wild.
The fat man was not worried about Wu Gen getting up. This Yang Lei Formation was created by his mentor. Not to mention martial artists, even if a Qi practitioner enters, he cannot easily escape.
As for the master in front of me, I really don't know whether to capture him alive for reward or to cut off his head in exchange for money.
A smile appeared on the corner of Fatty's lips. He had earned it anyway, and no one had yet competed with him for credit.
Suddenly, the grass on the roadside nodded, and the ivy on the cliff began to sway gently. With a thud, a round pebble rolled down from the cliff.
The fat man's right eye twitched, sensing something was wrong.
As Chu Ji moved forward, the surrounding aura seemed to be restless, as if there was a huge heart beating, causing the surrounding blood to contract and surge.
The closer he walked, the more obvious the restlessness became. A slender whirlwind appeared out of thin air next to the money, twisting like a beautiful woman's waist.
Weird, the fat man muttered to himself, and stood up to face Chu Ji. No matter what, this change cannot be allowed to continue.
As soon as he took a step, the whirlwind suddenly grew in size, left the ground, changed from vertical to parallel to the ground, and gradually connected from end to end, forming a whirlpool. The vortex turned faster and faster, crackling in the middle.
"Not good." Fatty exclaimed and rushed towards Chu Ji much faster. There was an explosion behind him, and the vortex crashed into the Yang Lei Formation floating in the air. The airflow collided with the money, causing flashes of light. After a burst of noise, money fell from the sky one after another.
The formation was broken. Fatty was frightened, jumped up, and punched Chu Ji in the head. Now we no longer have to consider whether to capture them alive or not, we should kill them first.
But his body was still in the air, and a huge force came from behind, shaking his internal organs and causing pain. There seemed to be something trying to get out of her chest, bulging out so high that even her clothes were torn.
Immediately afterwards, another huge force came, and the fat man's castration stopped abruptly, and his body hit the ground heavily.
Wu Gen's face was covered with blood, and he rode on top of him viciously, punching the fat man's limbs and the fat man's somewhat shocked face. The Yang Lei Formation had just been broken, and when he saw the opponent rushing towards Chu Ji, in a hurry, Wu Gen rushed over before he could use his strength, interrupting the opponent's offensive.
The fat man collapsed to the ground, his lumbar spine, limbs and bones all broken. Wu Gen was like a demon at this time, pinching the other person's neck with a ferocious expression, "Tell me, how many people are here."
"Haha, if you tell me you will let me go," the fat man said with a sad smile.
"No, I just want you to die more easily. From the moment you started murdering, there is no way to survive." Wu Gen looked fierce.
"Then what else can I say? During the daily training of the secret guards, there are arrangements for forcing confessions. Besides, you don't need to do anything, just kill yourself." The fat man didn't even bother, secretly preparing to cut off his own meridians.
Wu Gen didn't take it seriously and sneered: "It's up to you. Don't forget, I'm a soul master. After you die, I will use your flesh and blood as a matchmaker to curse your whole family to die suddenly, and let your whole family live underground." What a reunion."
"You are so cruel." The fat man's eyes widened. "Since ancient times, the rules of the world have always been to prevent harm to your family."
Wu Gen wiped the blood from his face and said, "Tell me the rules of the world. I'm a bandit. Just now you had the intention to kill a child. Is it because of the ethics of the world?"
"If I told you, you might let my family go." The fat man's voice was trembling.
Soul masters are like this, either they can be beaten to death, or their weird methods make people unable to guard against them, and they are always under their shadow. Sometimes life is really worse than death.
"I promise you."
"you swear."
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Believe it or not, after you died, I detained your soul and tortured it slowly. "
"Okay, I say, don't touch my family, otherwise I won't let you go even if you die."
The fat man was happy and told everything he knew.
It turns out that he is the secret agent placed by King Jinchun in various places. This time, they suddenly received a message asking them to stay at various traffic points to intercept Wu Gen and the escaped young master. There is also a group of people coming from Jinchun County.
According to the intelligence, there were successive signs of Wu Gen going to Dingyuan City and the capital, especially in the direction of the capital. It was said that some caravan was intercepted and three hairs were intercepted.
The palace was very nervous and sent a large number of people there. They also specially used secret weapons that had not been used in the capital for many years to search for Wu Gen's whereabouts.
As for Fatty's road, there weren't many people. Originally, Fatty didn't expect to meet Wu Gen here, but the words he just said in the tea shop exposed Wu Gen and Chu Ji's identities.
When Chu Ji, who had just picked up the broken knife, heard this, his eyes widened and he quickly covered his mouth.
"How did you discover the two of us?" After telling what he knew, the fat man felt relaxed.
Wu Gen sneered, "Everyone in the tea shop was talking about business, but you two actually had the leisure to drink tea. After testing it out, they followed us."
"That's it. Let's do it. It's just that after the two of us die, the palace will also notice something strange. According to the rules, a letter must be reported every three days." The fat man shook his head and suddenly asked with hope: "Will you let go? Live my family."
Wu Gen raised the knife in his hand and said, "I don't even know your name or how to cast poison, so just go ahead and calm down." After stabbing with the knife, the fat man struggled for a few times and stopped moving.
Sitting on the ground, Wu Gen felt like his whole body was falling apart. This thunder technique is indeed extraordinary. Now I am like a spring roll, charred on the outside and tender on the inside. If Chu Ji hadn't broken the formation, it would have been reduced to a pile of black coal. Qi practitioners have some methods, and they are indeed very powerful.
Regarding the next journey, Wu Gen couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Two such powerful men were already arranged at a small ferry. If he went further, as the fat man said, his whereabouts would be exposed sooner or later, so he could only wait and see.
"Let's go, brother, it's okay." Wu Gen forced himself to get up. After disposing of the two bodies, they supported each other and walked towards the mountain. It is impossible to take the boat again. I am afraid there will be people from the royal palace waiting at every ferry along the way.
After finding a village in the mountains, Wu Gen simply took care of his body, changed into clean clothes, and went straight into the mountains regardless of his injuries.
At the foot of Niutou Mountain, there is Dongliang Town, a large town in Yurong County, Yicheng County.
Yicheng County already belongs to the hinterland of Zhao State, with wide and flat terrain, dense population and abundant products. Thanks to the natural and superior environment here, culture and education are also quite prosperous here, and scholars carrying book boxes can often be seen on the road. Sometimes he chants loudly, and sometimes he feels sad.
Two mules came up the official road in the distance, with two people sitting on them. Judging from their clothes, they were obviously scholars and accompanying book boys. It's just that the little book boy's hair is messy, and the owner doesn't care about it.
These two people were Wu Gen and Chu Ji who emerged from the mountains. They walked in the mountains for seven or eight days, sleeping in the open air every day and never going to crowded places. Before the food was about to run out, we finally walked out of the mountains.
I bought two mules from a farmer's house and dressed up like this.
The injuries on his body have improved a bit, but his internal organs were injured by the lightning, and he still coughed a few times. However, there was also an unexpected joy. Wu Gen discovered that after being struck by lightning, his body became much lighter, and he was even more powerful when raising his hands and feet. Could it be that being struck by lightning has such benefits.
He weighed the money left by the fat man in his hands to see if there was any lightning.
A school appeared in front, and the sound of reading could be heard from it. There must be many students here. Wu Gen couldn't help but stop for a moment. Ever since he met Qian Hua in school, he felt close to these places.
There was a sound of ringing the bell, and the door of the school opened with a bang. Dozens of yellow-mouthed children rushed out from inside, running around laughing and playing. It turned out that the school was over.
A middle-aged man with a clear, elegant and gentle appearance
Zi came out and looked at the students scurrying around like a flock of quails with a smile. When he was about to close the door, he suddenly saw Wu Gen on the road. He was stunned for a moment, nodded slightly, and then turned around and entered the door.
Wu Gen sighed and looked at the faint green mountains in the distance, feeling a little missed for the girl in front of the window. It's just that she can't protect herself right now, and meeting her can only bring disaster to her.
Shaking the willow branch in his hand, the mule continued to move forward along the road. After walking less than two miles, a large group of people appeared in front of them, carrying a huge wooden chariot. There was a roof on the chariot, and thick curtains were hung to block the wind and cold. ..
The chariot was so big that there were maids standing around it, either making tea or holding incense. There was a figure moving in the chariot, obviously a servant serving his master.
"Stop." A slightly older voice came from the chariot. The curtain was lifted, and heat surged out. There was obviously a charcoal fire in the chariot.
A man who looked like a butler waved quickly, and two strong young men quickly walked to the chariot and leaned down deeply.
The curtain was opened, and two old men with white hair and boyish faces were sitting inside. They were drinking tea in the car just now.
"Weng Zhang, spring plowing is about to begin, why not go and see how the soil is." A fat old man holding a fan said. On such a cold day, the man still had his clothes open, and a maid was busy wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"As it should be, farming is difficult, and the first step is to keep the soil moist and moist, so that there can be a year's harvest. Today's visit to Tianmo shows how seriously we take farming." Another skinny old man stroked his beard and laughed.
The two stepped from the chariot, without touching the ground, and actually rode on the shoulders of two young men. The thinner one was fine, but when the old man, who was as bloated as a pig, sat on it, the young man beneath him visibly sank, his face turned red from suppressing the pain, and he couldn't help but sway.
The butler next to me whipped him, "Stand still, don't scare me."
The young man's body trembled and he managed to stand up. Veins popped up on his forehead, obviously he was struggling a lot.
The two of them looked around while being carried, and the old man, who was known as the unruly man, frowned and said, "It's still far here, so you might as well go to the fields and have a look."
After hearing this, the housekeeper waved his hand, and a dozen more people jumped into the paddy field next to the road holding square wooden boards, knelt on the ground closely, and raised the wooden boards above their heads. In the end, they formed a group. wooden platform.
At this time, the winter cold had not passed yet, and there was still ice in the ground. Several people had apparently been stabbed in the feet by broken ice, and blood mixed with sewage flowed out.
Several more servants brought cotton blankets and spread them on the wooden platform.
The two old men were sent to the wooden platform. Several beautiful maids quickly stepped forward and helped the two men step off the young man's shoulders. The two strolled slowly on the stage, commenting on the strength of the soil.
Everywhere they went, the wooden platform moved under their feet, preventing their feet from touching the soil.
"Old man, the spring is beautiful today, why not just chant and drink in the fields." The thin old man suggested.
"Very good." The fat old man nodded in approval and sat down on the spot.
"Get up on the screen." The housekeeper called out, and six women wearing long cloaks quickly walked onto the wooden platform and gathered around the two old men. He untied the front of the cloak, spread his hands, faced the old man and blocked three directions with his body, leaving only one place for the two of them to watch.
Seeing this scene, Wu Gen's eyes almost dropped.
