Chapter 15: Sharing the Spoils (1/2)

"Little brother, it turns out you are so powerful!" The old black dog opened his mouth and shouted, his tone full of surprise.

Zhao Ping'an turned his head to look at the old black dog blankly, then looked back at Kong Nian's body, then turned to look at the old black dog again, his mind went blank.

"I, I don't know." He answered the question somewhat inappropriately.

The old black dog chuckled mischievously: "Little brother, this is your first time killing someone, right? Your reaction is not strange. It will get better after a while. Just get used to it."

While talking, it walked up to Kong Nian's corpse, bit the monk's clothes with its dog's mouth, and shouted at the same time: "This little bald donkey should be rich. Little brother, come and touch the corpse together, and you will get 50% of the treasure!"

Zhao Ping'an finally recovered some thoughts. Seeing the old black dog's skillful way of touching the corpse, he suddenly felt that this old black dog was not a loyal and good dog.

As he walked over, he said, "Old Bald Donkey should put all his valuables in the alms bowl."

He had seen Kong Nian go to the alms bowl to retrieve the golden dragon rope.

The old black dog immediately picked up the edge of the alms bowl, turned the mouth of the bowl downward, and then poured it over continuously.

I saw something constantly pouring out of the alms bowl, first a golden dragon rope, then a dozen bottles of elixir, and then a lot of gold, silver and yuan stones...

In the blink of an eye, the contents poured out of the alms bowl piled up into a hill as high as one person.

"Bang-dang-" The old black dog threw away the empty alms bowl, turned to Zhao Ping'an excitedly and shouted: "So many treasures, fifty-fifty!"

Zhao Ping'an said with some vigilance: "Senior Hei, you saved me, how can I dare to get 50% of the benefits?"

"These are two different things. You can't go back on the baskets of golden buns you promised me!" said the old black dog, "You killed the man, so you deserve a 50% share."

Zhao Ping'an heard that he was the one who killed the person and thought that Kong Nian came from Pudu Mountain, and he felt pressure in his heart.

Pudu Mountain is one of the two major spiritual holy places in Daqian Kingdom, and the southern border is within Pudu Mountain's sphere of influence, with countless believers.

He suppressed his distracting thoughts, shook his head and said, "I only want the elixir and the golden rope. The rest is all yours. What do you think?"

The golden dragon rope was made from the tendons of a three-thousand-year-old dragon, so it must be a very good spiritual weapon.

"Do you only want so little?" asked the old black dog.

Zhao Ping'an nodded: "Yes, that's enough."

"Since the little brother is so humble, I won't be polite, old dog." The old black dog chuckled, and then dug out the elixir and golden dragon rope from the hill and threw them to Zhao Ping'an.

Finally, it opened its mouth wide and shouted: "Swallow it!"

The next moment, everything flies off the ground and into the dog's mouth. Large objects will automatically become smaller as they approach the dog's mouth.

In the blink of an eye, all the treasures in the small mountain were swallowed up by the old black dog, but the old black dog still looked thin and with a flat belly.

"Little brother, after touching the corpse, you must remember to destroy the corpse and remove any traces." Old Black Dog taught Zhao Ping'an.

Zhao Pingan was convinced: "Senior Lao Hei is right."

It’s just that he knew very well that no matter how much he destroyed the body and wiped out the traces, it would be useless. Kong Nian was sent by Pudu Mountain to kidnap him and go up the mountain. If Kong Nian died, Pudu Mountain would definitely look for him.

However, there is still a trace of luck, that is, Pudushan will not think that a four-year-old child like him can kill a powerful person in the Shenzang realm.

The old black dog sprayed out a fist-sized ball of white fire at Kong Nian's fat body, and the white fire instantly burned the entire body.

After only two or three breaths, Kong Nian's body was burned to the point where there was no ashes left and was blown away by the wind.

The grass on the ground was still green, and there was no trace of the corpse that had just been burned.

It can be said that the corpse has been destroyed.

Zhao Ping'an collected the elixirs and golden dragon ropes and asked Old Black Dog: "Senior Old Black, do you really want to go home with me to get baskets of golden steamed buns?"

"Do you want to go back on your word?" The old black dog immediately showed a hint of threat. The dog's mouth opened in two parts, revealing a mouth full of white and sharp teeth.

"No, no." Zhao Pingan waved his hands in fear, "I am by no means an ungrateful person."

The old black dog then calmed down and hummed softly: "Remember, brothers settle accounts clearly. Don't think that because you and I share the stolen goods together, you can default on the accounts."

"That's what you said." Zhao Ping'an said with a smile.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Pingan turned his head to glance at the town wall in the dim night, then turned back to the old black dog and said: "I can't go back to this town to spend the night again. Let's go to another town or village to stay."

"I know where the nearest neighboring town is, you follow me." After the old black dog finished speaking, he chose a direction and ran away.

Zhao Ping'an used the Flower Splitting and Willow Movement Technique to follow behind.

…

The next day, in the evening.

Zhao Pingan returned to Jiang Mansion in Baidi City and brought back an old black dog.

Jiang Shuyue, who had been waiting in front of the Jiang Mansion for a whole day, excitedly stepped forward and took Zhao Ping'an into her arms, hugging her tightly.

If Zhao Ping'an never comes back, she will give up all her dignity and go to the Zhennan Hou Mansion.

After a while, Jiang Wen stepped forward and reminded in a low voice: "This is the street, let's go to the mansion first."

Jiang Shuyue then let go of Zhao Pingan, held one of Zhao Pingan's hands tightly, and pulled Zhao Pingan into the Jiang Mansion.

Walking back into the Laurel Courtyard, Jiang Shuyue suddenly couldn't help but groaned and spit out a mouthful of dark red blood.

"Mother, your injury..." Zhao Pingan asked anxiously.

Jiang Shuyue endured the pain, her face turned pale, and she reluctantly said: "I'm fine..."

Jiang Wen said reproachfully: "You said it was okay, but you refused to let me rest after suffering such severe internal injuries."

Zhao Ping'an couldn't help but think of the time when Kong Nian said he would give a little punishment, but he didn't expect that his mother would be injured so badly.

This old bald donkey was kind in words but vicious in actions, he really deserved to die.

Then, he remembered that there was a magic pill in the old bald donkey's medicine that could heal internal injuries.

So, he immediately took it out, poured out a magic pill and handed it to Jiang Shuyue: "Mother, this is Da Huan Dan, a precious pill for treating internal injuries, please take it quickly."

"Da Huan Dan?" Jiang Wen couldn't help but screamed in surprise, and then said doubtfully, "Da Huan Dan is a top-grade healing magic pill, it's hard to buy..."

Zhao Ping'an heard what Jiang Wen meant and explained: "Grandpa, please rest assured, I checked it carefully. I am also an alchemist."

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"That's good." Jiang Wen breathed a sigh of relief and nodded happily, "Your mother's internal injuries will be healed in two or three days after taking the Da Huan Dan, otherwise she will have to rest for at least a year and a half."

Zhao Ping'an fed Jiang Shuyue the Da Huan Dan, and then helped Jiang Shuyue back to the bedroom to rest.

After leaving Jiang Shuyue's bedroom, Jiang Wen said to Zhao Ping'an: "You have been in a hurry and your face looks tired. I will ask the servants to bring you food. After you finish your meal, take a shower and rest. We can talk tomorrow if you have anything to say."

"Yes, Grandpa." Zhao Ping'an replied.

The next moment, he thought of the old black dog, so he said: "Grandpa, can you send two meals?"

"Of course." Jiang Wen responded and asked others to leave the yard.

When the second aunt left, she reached out and touched Zhao Ping'an's face with pity and distress.

After everyone left, Zhao Ping'an said to Lao Hei Gou, "Senior Lao Hei, I can't give you the golden buns right now, but I will give them to you in the next two days."

"It doesn't matter if you stay here for a few days." Lao Hei Gou said, looking around, "Your house is nice, I can stay here for a few days."

Zhao Ping'an smiled and said, "I couldn't ask for more. If you are willing to stay with me for a long time, I will provide you with good food and drink, and even a beautiful bitch, as many as you want."

"You wish!" Lao Hei Gou rolled his eyes at Zhao Ping'an, seeing through Zhao Ping'an's thoughts, "If you are willing to be my pet, I can take you out for a few years."

Being seen through, Zhao Ping'an spread his hands helplessly.

In the dead of night, in the bedroom, Zhao Ping'an sat cross-legged on the bed, holding the golden dragon rope and looking at it.

This spiritual weapon was made of the tendons of a three-thousand-year-old dragon, exuding a fierce dragon power. Holding it in his hand, his ears seemed to hear the unwilling roar of a dragon.

Zhao Ping'an guessed that the Golden Dragon Rope should be extremely valuable, and it might not even be owned by a strong man in the God Hidden Realm.

"I wonder if a drop of blood can recognize the master?" He bit his finger and dripped two drops of blood on the Golden Dragon Rope.

The Golden Dragon Rope quickly absorbed the blood like a sponge, and the dragon power it exuded seemed to be a little stronger. Unfortunately, he did not notice any sign of the Golden Dragon Rope recognizing the master.

"It seems that a drop of blood cannot recognize the master. Ask grandpa tomorrow how to make the spiritual weapon recognize the master."

After putting away the Golden Dragon Rope, Zhao Ping'an took out a bottle of Wannian Yuanshen Pill.

Wannian Yuanshen Pill is a top-grade spiritual pill. The dozen bottles of spiritual pills he got from Kong Nian are almost all top-grade spiritual pills, and only two bottles are mid-grade spiritual pills, but they are also rare special spiritual pills.

The total value of these spiritual pills is inestimable with his knowledge.

"The bald donkey in Pudu Mountain is really rich, rich as hell!" Zhao Ping'an couldn't help but sigh.

Then, he thought to himself: "The Wannian Yuanshen Pill is a top-grade elixir with powerful medicinal power and contains a huge amount of vital energy. It is suitable for the strong in the Shenzang Realm to take."

"I am in the Yuanhai Realm, and I am only four years old. My meridians are not fully developed, but I am an ancient saint body, and I am born with all the meridians in my body. The toughness of my meridians should be far beyond that of ordinary Yuanhai Realm cultivators."

"Besides, I practice the "Tao Sutra" and refine my vital energy very quickly."

"I shouldn't be blown up by taking the Wannian Yuanshen Pill, otherwise I don't know when I can fill my Yuanhai."

So, Zhao Ping'an made a decision, poured out a Wannian Yuanshen Pill and put it in his mouth, and then used all his strength to refine it.

After the Wannian Yuanshen Pill entered his stomach, it really turned into an extremely huge amount of vital energy, which was going to run around and expand in Zhao Ping'an's body.

However, Zhao Ping'an's meridians were tough and could withstand it.

At the same time, under the impetus of Zhao Ping'an, the Daojing Gong was fully operational, quickly refining the vital energy into true essence, and then entering the almost boundless Yuanhai.

After practicing for more than half an hour, Zhao Ping'an finally refined the Wannian Yuanshen Pill and obtained a large amount of true essence. The true essence in the Yuanhai doubled in one fell swoop

A Wannian Yuanshen Pill was equivalent to the Baicao Pill he had practiced and taken for the past three years.

Opening his eyes, Zhao Ping'an showed great joy: "Good, it is worthy of being a pill used in the Shenzang Realm, and the effect is remarkable!"

The next moment, he showed some thoughtfulness: "However, my meridians are still slightly damaged, and I can't continue to take the Wannian Yuanshen Pill for the next few days."

"My meridians are congenitally open, which is not comparable to those meridians opened later in life. My recovery ability is much stronger. In five days, I should be able to take the Wannian Yuanshen Pill again."

The next morning, when Zhao Ping'an paid his respects to Jiang Shuyue, he felt relieved when he saw that Jiang Shuyue's injuries had improved a lot.

The mother and son talked for a while, and Jiang Wen arrived.

After closing the door, Jiang Wen asked Zhao Ping'an: "How did you get rid of the monks from Pudu Mountain?"

"I killed him." Zhao Ping'an said truthfully.

Killing the powerful Shenzang Realm of Pudu Mountain is of great importance and must be kept secret, but it is still necessary to let the closest relatives know so that they have a bottom line in their hearts, otherwise one day the monks from Pudu Mountain will come to kill the Jiang family, and the Jiang family will be unprepared, and that will be the end of the family.

Jiang Wen couldn't help but scream "Ah", and stood up involuntarily, with a panicked look on his face, as if the genocide disaster was imminent.

Jiang Shuyue was surprised. The monk from Pudu Mountain was a powerful person in the Shenzang realm. How did Zhao Ping'an kill him?

She came to her senses and saw her father's panic and anxiety. She immediately realized that Zhao Ping'an had caused a big disaster.

"Dad, I will take Ping'an away from Baidi City today." She said to Jiang Wen, "Pudu Mountain is a Buddhist holy land after all, one of the two major holy places for cultivation in Dagan Kingdom. They should not vent their anger on Jiang Mansion."

Jiang Wen came to his senses from the panic of the extermination of his family and said to Jiang Shuyue, "Your internal injuries have not healed yet, how can you travel immediately? Even if you want to leave Baidi City, you don't have to rush these few days."

Then, he thought of a key question and turned to ask Zhao Ping'an, "According to your mother, the old monk from Pudu Mountain may be a powerful person in the Shenzang realm. How did you kill him?"

"I got help from Senior Laohei. Senior Laohei is the old black dog who followed me back." Zhao Ping'an said truthfully.

Jiang Wen and Jiang Shuyue were both stunned. They had noticed the old black dog last night and thought it was just an ordinary old dog.

"So the old monk was killed by the old black dog?" Jiang Wen could not help but feel hopeful and said excitedly.

Zhao Ping'an shook his head: "I killed him myself."

Jiang Wen's face turned pale again.

Zhao Ping'an said seriously: "Grandpa, don't worry, as soon as my mother's internal injuries heal, my mother and I will leave Baidi City immediately. There is a head for every debt, let them come after me."

Jiang Wen smiled bitterly and said nothing more.

He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that the entire Jiang Mansion would be retaliated by Pudu Mountain.

In front of Pudu Mountain, the Jiang Mansion was too small, like an ant in front of a mountain. In the south, the common people may not know who the Emperor Gan is, but they must know the Buddha of Pudu Mountain.

Because Jiang Wen was in a bad mood, Zhao Ping'an was temporarily embarrassed to ask Jiang Wen for a basket of gold for the old black dog and ask for the method of refining spiritual tools.

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