The Taoist priest, who was almost stunned by the big fat man, avoided the big fat man with a horrified expression, handed him to Master Zhang, and turned to deal with the other townspeople.
In another battle circle, Zhang Lijun and the last disciple of Master Zhang were fighting back and forth. The other townspeople wanted to come over and help Zhang Lijun, but they couldn't get involved.
More townspeople could only gather around the periphery. Although the crowd was furious, they could not squeeze into the battle circle because their enemies were only the four masters and apprentices of Zhang. There were only a few places available for them to take action, and they could not intervene at all. , can only verbally attack outside:
"kill him!"
"Fuck him!"
"Scratch this bitch to death!"
"Pull out his hair!"
"You're stupid, kick his ass!"
"Click him..."
In such a chaotic scene, the person who benefited the most was naturally Chen Jing, who had the ability to absorb emotions. Chen Jing had never encountered such a level of emotional energy in his life.
At the moment, I am happily absorbing the emotional energy while happily watching this rare grand scene.
Jiang Yitian had already laughed so hard that he fell on his back. These mortals were fighting with no martial ethics at all, just like shrews fighting each other. He felt very happy watching them.
Qin Xian also rarely laughed. This was the first time he laughed out loud since the incident in Suiyuan Town.
But these residents of Furong Town couldn't laugh at all. They were mere mortals who had suffered such a big change, and they had no ability to resist the disaster at all.
Even though the immortal cultivators took action to bring them to this relatively safe place, isn't this another kind of sadness?
In the Heavenly King's Golden Gang Formation, fish and dragons are mixed together, and monks from thousands of miles around gather. Although Tianji Valley operates openly and aboveboard, and all the disciples abide by the rules of the valley and do not violate the rules of mortals, there must be shadows under the light.
Some monks with evil intentions have taken advantage of these mortals and used them as objects to vent their evil thoughts. Too many young women have been brutally murdered, and there are even handsome young men among them.
In this context, being beautiful is actually a kind of sadness.
They have no choice, because they are mortals, and they dare not report it to the disciples of Tianji Valley, because they are mortals, and they dare not resist, or because - they are mortals.
There are so many ways for these immortal cultivators to disappear from this world without even realizing it.
Those who rose up to resist, those who were determined to seek justice for their children, without exception, all received the above ending - quietly disappeared from this world!
Some people suggested making the matter bigger so that Tianji Valley would not sit back and ignore it, but the wise among mortals gave the answer - it is absolutely impossible!
If there is a big incident, there will be blood. Who will bleed? No one wants to bleed, no one wants to be a hero, they don't want to die, they all want to live.
Even though many brave men who were not afraid of sacrifice stood up and exposed the matter to the disciples of Tianji Valley at the cost of a river of blood.
But they are not sure whether these evil cultivators will be executed. The most likely thing is that they will receive a reprimand or suffer some physical pain.
Because the war is imminent, the value of a monk is higher than ten thousand mortals put together. Mortals are just burdens, but monks are warriors. No matter whether the warrior is good or evil, as long as he is a warrior, he has value.
As long as the evil cultivators survive and revenge is imminent, there will inevitably be more bloodshed, and more mortals will disappear silently from this world.
To put it bluntly, even if these evil cultivators are executed, can you guarantee that all evil cultivators will be executed?
As long as the evil cultivators are not dead, revenge will still come. It will be even more intense when the rabbit dies and the fox is sad. The evil cultivators will also have a stronger sense of prevention and will make everyone disappear before things get serious next time.
Under the disaster, the death of mortals is too easy to explain, nothing can be easier than this.
In this place where dragons and snakes are mixed together, being a mortal is miserable, helpless and helpless, and even life and death depend on the monk's thoughts.
Either die or endure, endure the ruthlessness of heaven and earth, endure the injustice of the great road, endure the exploitation and oppression from evil cultivators, and endure the sorrow of being a mortal.
The sorrow of the weak is far more than that. They don't have the courage to draw their swords and swing them at the stronger ones. They will only swing their swords at the weaker ones.
Especially when their survival is threatened, especially when the food they rely on for survival is rising in price due to scarcity.
The residents of Furong Town had no choice but to point their knives at Master Zhang, and they also had enough reasons to point their knives at Master Zhang and his apprentice.
Perhaps in the eyes of the three people in Chen Jing, the actions chosen by the residents of Furong Town were just a farce that made them laugh, but for these sad and pitiful residents, this was their struggle for survival.
People are selfish, especially when faced with death threats, and Master Zhang is no exception.
That day, Chen Jing burned all the zombies and zombies in Furong Town with a fire. After taking Qin Xian away, the big fat man fell into a coma due to the powerful medicine of Hua Erdan.
The four masters and disciples of Master Zhang took the credit for removing the corpse. The simple residents of Furong Town thought that the corpse disaster had been eliminated and they could live and work in peace and contentment. So they spent half of their family savings to thank these four for their triumphant return. great hero.
In their hearts, heroes deserve this gratitude.
The money-hungry master and disciple did not refuse. They would not dislike the wealth in their hands, especially when the money was so abundant and justified.
But less than a day later, the corpse disaster struck again, and it was more ferocious than before. Just when the residents were helpless.
Immortal cultivators took action. They claimed to be monks from the Qingfa Sect, the local Immortal Cultivating Sect in Lan Kingdom.
The residents of Furong Town were brought here by the monks of the Qingfa Sect, along with Master Zhang and his disciples who had not had time to leave.
When they came here, the formation had not yet been completed, but they deeply realized the sadness of being mortals.
Until today, they had run out of money and food, but the big fat man woke up, and everyone learned about the faces of Master Zhang and his apprentice.
So there was the scene of the previous melee. They wanted to get back their savings to buy the food that had increased several times to maintain their lives.
But how could Master Zhang obediently take it out? Not only these residents are threatened by survival, but also his four masters and disciples. At this moment, if you hold more money in your hands, you will have more hope of survival.
Asking him to hand over his money is equivalent to asking him to hand over his life.
But as the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands. Under the waves of fighting among the residents of Furong Town, his three apprentices were quickly knocked to the ground and all were captured by the townspeople.
Master Zhang's consciousness stirred, and he was about to use his spiritual power, but three sharp knives were pressed against his disciple's neck.
Although the previous melee seemed fierce, both sides were careful and no lives were lost. But at this moment, the residents of Furong Town seemed to be angry.
The mayor stood up and said: "Master Zhang! Don't do anything too extreme. The money doesn't belong to you. If you don't pay, don't blame us for being cruel, which resulted in the lives of three of your disciples!" "
Master Zhang looked at the three sharp blades pressed against his disciple's neck with a very ugly look on his face.
He had no children, and his three disciples also had no father or mother. The four masters and disciples depended on each other and had long been in love with each other. He couldn't do it if he wanted to watch his disciples die in front of him.
A large part of the reason why he swallowed the money without conscience was to keep his three disciples alive.
"Huh huh huh," Master Zhang sneered, and then said, "In the current world, if you ask me to hand over my money, you are asking me to hand over my life!"
Hearing this, a town citizen who controlled the Taoist priest got angry and lightly cut the Taoist priest's neck with the knife in his hand. Blood immediately flowed out. The resident threatened:
"In today's camp, the death of a mortal is like the death of an ant. I may not dare to kill people usually, but now, I dare!"
Master Zhang's face suddenly changed, and he shouted sternly: "Stop! If there is something wrong with my disciple, I will not give you my money even if I die. Believe me, you can't stop me!"
The mayor hesitated for a moment and then said: "Everyone takes a step back. If we want to live, we will live together. If we die, we will die together. I won't make it difficult for you. Take out the money and we will share it equally, including your master and apprentice." How about a portion?"
Master Zhang thought for a moment and nodded. He had no choice.
In this way, the farce in the eyes of Chen Jing and the three of them had just come to an end. At this moment, the big white fat man glanced at the entrance of the camp. It was an inadvertent glance, but he recognized Chen Jing among the three at a glance.
Immediately, he ran towards the entrance of the camp shouting: "Master Immortal! Master Immortal! Finally I see you again!"
The big fat man ran over and wanted to hold Chen Jing's hand, but Chen Jing dodged him with a look of disgust. The psychological shadow the former brought to him still exists, so how could he let him have physical contact with him?
Chen Jing subconsciously glanced at the big fat man's butt. Fortunately, the scene imprinted in his mind did not appear, and he was relieved.
But the big fat man knelt down on the ground excitedly, and said to Chen Jing with tears of gratitude:
"Thank you for the elixir given by the immortal master. After taking it, I became not only as strong as an ox, but also full of energy. Now I feel like I won't die of hunger even if I haven't eaten for half a year!"
Although the Huaydan that the big fat man ate was only a very low-level detoxification pill, it also contained a lot of energy.
This energy may be nothing to Chen Jing, but to a mortal, it is an astronomical figure. With the support of this energy, the big fat man will not starve to death for half a year, and even if he can survive for a year, there will be no problem.
The big fat man ran over with great momentum, which immediately attracted the attention of the residents of Furong Town. However, except for Zhang Lijun's family, no one knew Chen Jing, so everyone was busy dividing the money Master Zhang took out.
With this money, they can survive for a while longer.
Zhang Lijun quickly brought his family over to greet Chen Jing, and Chen Jing responded one by one.
(End of chapter)
