Chapter 51 Black Market (1/2)

After Er Gouzi made a decision in his heart, he walked down the mountain with his heavy sword on his back.

When he got closer, he used the Qi-Watching Technique to see that the other party's cultivation level was probably the fifth or sixth level of Qi training, and should not be the seventh level.

The Qi-Watching Technique can only judge strength through the exposed breath. It is easy to distinguish those who are weaker than oneself.

But it is more difficult to judge those who are stronger than oneself. You need to see more and accumulate more experience before you can judge.

The middle-aged man walking in front saw Er Gouzi coming and was wary at first, but he was relieved when he saw that he was only at the fourth level of Qi training.

As for the one covered with black cloth, he followed the middle-aged man like a puppet the whole time.

Facing two enemies stronger than himself at the same time, Er Gouzi was thinking about how to deal with them.

It is obviously not smart to fight against someone stronger than himself.

He remembered the military books and strategies he had read in Zhengwu Hall.

It is said that when you use it, you show that you don't use it, and when you do it, you show that you don't do it. You should take the enemy by surprise and take advantage of their unpreparedness.

He felt that what was said in the military book was quite reasonable, so he could give it a try.

So, he walked closer, smiled shyly, lowered his head, and saluted the other party.

"Hello, senior, are you the Iron Corpse Leader?"

The middle-aged man did not distinguish between friend and foe for the time being, and it seemed that he was one of his own, so he nodded slightly.

"Where is Li Daba?"

"He was just at a critical moment of cultivation, so he asked me to wait outside to welcome the senior."

The middle-aged man saw that Er Gouzi's words and actions were humble and polite, and he felt good about it, and nodded again.

I don't know whose descendant he is, so young and outstanding, it's worth cultivating.

"Okay, let's go."

"Senior, please!"

Er Gouzi stepped aside, half bowed, and asked the middle-aged man to go in front.

"Not bad! There are not many young people as polite as you now."

The middle-aged man showed a very gratified expression, strode to the front, and at the moment when the two passed by each other.

Er Gouzi suddenly jumped up, drew his sword from his back, and slashed at the middle-aged man.

The two had been talking well before, Er Gouzi was humble and respectful, and the middle-aged man didn't expect him to turn so quickly.

He was only a blink slower in speed, and was cut in two by a sword.

After a successful sneak attack, he turned back and slashed at the strange man behind him.

"Bang!"

The sword slashed the strange man's head, making a loud noise, and the strange man fell straight backwards.

At the same time, the black cloth that had been covering his face also fell to the ground, revealing a face covered with white fluff.

Sure enough, he was not wrong, this strange man was a zombie.

Er Gouzi had a thousand pounds of strength and a 150-pound sword. With one sword, he could split a stone.

But the slash on the zombie's head only left a shallow wound on the head.

"Roar!"

The zombie was hit on the head by the sword, and it was unknown whether he felt any pain or not. Anyway, he just roared loudly, jumped up from the ground, and continued to pounce on Er Gouzi.

The zombie looked like he had stiff hands and feet and was very clumsy, but in fact, he was as fast as the wind.

Er Gouzi didn't defend himself, and the zombie scratched five long blood marks on his chest.

The wound looked scary, but it didn't hurt much.

The zombie didn't plan to give him time to breathe, and pounced on him again.

"Bang bang bang..."

One man and one corpse both had brute force, and at this moment, they fought like two wild bulls colliding wildly, without any fatigue.

It was the first time that Er Gouzi encountered an opponent with the same strength as him.

He felt very satisfied when he used all his brute force, and he felt a sense of exhilaration.

But after fighting for a while, he realized where he was at a disadvantage.

The zombie was a dead thing, and it didn't matter if his flesh was chopped off by him, as if he had no consciousness.

But he was a real flesh and blood body, and every time he was grabbed, he would leave a wound, and it was not known whether it was poisonous.

If he continued to fight like this, he would definitely lose money.

Thinking of this, he mobilized the true qi in his dantian, went through the Jueyin pericardium meridian, and came out of the Laogong acupoint.

The true qi flowed into the heavy sword in an endless stream, and the silver lines on the sword gradually lit up, like the branches of a tree.

Then along these branches, patches of light gradually bloomed, and finally became a lightsaber.

After Er Gouzi's cultivation level was improved, he practiced repeatedly and now he can control this violent force.

Moreover, the sword light now is not the same as before. At the blade, there is a four or five-inch long sword light that fluctuates.

Seeing the zombie rushing towards him again, Er Gouzi took the lead and stabbed with his sword.

A sword pierced into the zombie's chest, and violent energy rushed into the zombie's body.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the zombie in front of him exploded on the spot, and the flesh and blood of the limbs were scattered all over the ground, splashing all over Er Gouzi's head and face.

After the sword was thrust out, a feeling of weakness came over him, and he could only use the sword to support the ground to barely stand.

Although this move was powerful, he had to drain all the true energy in his dantian every time.

After one move, he couldn't even beat ordinary warriors.

Unless it was necessary, he really didn't want to use this sword.

And just when Er Gouzi was weak, a group of people pushed a bullock cart slowly over the mountain road.

The bullock cart was full of fresh corpses, some of which were even still warm.

"Huh? What's going on?"

"Where's Boss He?"

These people had a lot of blood on their hands, and they had no fear of life and death.

At this moment, seeing the bloody scene after the war, not only was he not frightened, but he also wanted to stop by and pick up the corpses to make a fortune.

"Did you kill these two people?"

A big man stood far away and asked tentatively.

Ergouzi was weak all over and was adjusting his breath without speaking.

"Murder is against the king's law."

"Then I'll report it to the police. This is a serious crime of decapitation."

Seeing that Ergouzi didn't speak, these people became more courageous. They threatened him while gradually getting closer.

As for the crime of murder and reporting to officials, they themselves don't believe it.

Ergouzi was on the bullock cart a few days ago and saw them killing an old beggar in exchange for a liter of rice.

"Hey, he looks familiar."

"Now that I think about it, isn't this the body we picked up on the roadside two days ago?"

Several people looked at each other and already had an idea in their minds.

"I thought you were dead a few days ago. It was all a misunderstanding. Please forgive me!"

One person went forward to apologize to Er Gouzi to attract attention.

The other person had already come around behind him, holding a big wooden stick. He suddenly raised it and hit Er Gouzi hard on the back of the head.

The back of the head is one of the more fragile parts of the human body. Even if a warrior is hit with such a stick, he will be killed.

"Pfft!"

Ergouzi twisted his waist sideways, avoided the wooden stick and at the same time struck a sword with his backhand. The heavy sword with the width of the door panel penetrated through the chest and came out from the back.

He drew his sword, jumped up, and with another strike of the sword, a big man in black was cut in half.

Then he jumped several times vertically and horizontally, one sword at a time, and killed all these people.

He was still thinking about wanting to seek revenge on these people, but he didn't expect that they would be sent to his door.

However, after killing so many people, he was already panting from exhaustion. He took out the gourd and poured a large amount of water into his mouth.

After taking a breath, he went to check on the corpse of the iron corpse helmsman.

This man was already dead, his eyes were still wide open, and he seemed to be refusing to rest in peace.

Ergouzi casually kicked his head aside and groped around on his body.

I found more than thirty taels of silver, a small bottle carved with white jade, and a black bottle sealed with wax.

And a sword that hasn't had time to be unsheathed.

In the white jade bottle, there are three more red pills. I don’t know what they are.

As for the black bottle, he just opened it and peeled off a little bit of the wax seal, when he sensed a violent aura in it, which was somewhat similar to the zombie.

He quickly sealed it with wax.

Ergouzi packed all these things and put them away.

The clothes of this iron corpse helmsman are of good quality and are worth at least a few taels of silver.

It just so happened that my clothes were ripped off two days ago. If I took off one piece, I would get back my money, and if I took off two pieces, I would make a profit.

He simply didn't stop and stripped off all the clothes and shoes of the iron corpse helmsman, as well as the clothes of the people he had just killed.

Although he is rich now, he has learned to live a frugal life since he was a child and has no habit of waste.

After packing up these things, he pulled all the corpses into the cave, piled them with the previous corpses, and burned them in a fire.

After all this work, he was very tired. When he was leaving, he saw the bullock cart on the ground and took it with him.

So, half a day later, people on the official road saw a strange scene.

Two big white geese pulled an ox cart and galloped along the official road.

There was also a young farm boy lying on the bullock cart.

When I returned to Shexi Village, I happened to see Mr. and Mrs. Ahu carrying water in buckets and pouring it into their own land, which was as precious as an acre of land.

"Hello, boss!"

"Well, there are no crops in the fields now, and it's going to be winter soon. Why are we still watering them?"

Ergouzi asked curiously while sitting on the bullock cart.

"Hehe... I don't know if there will be rain next spring. My land is too far away from the water source, so I won't be able to get water."

Ahu said what he had in mind.

"While no one is grabbing water now, pick up more water and soak the ground thoroughly. It would be better if you could reserve some water."

In fact, there are quite a few people who hold this idea. Along the way back, Ergouzi saw many people carrying water in buckets.

"Since you have to carry water, let me lend you my bullock cart."

"That would be great!"

"Thank you, boss."

Ahu and his wife thanked them profusely.

Although I don’t have any cattle at home, using an ox cart to pull goods can make me pull more goods at a time, and it’s much easier.

"There are some old clothes on the oxcart, so I might as well give them to you."

"They're all picked up. You wash them, take them apart and change the style before wearing them."

Er Gouzi simply gave the clothes stripped off the body to Ahu's family.

The Ahu couple were moved to tears.

Ahu also has a little girl, who is eight years old and still doesn’t have a pair of decent pants.

Ergouzi patted the dust on his buttocks, then rode the goose and flew up to Shekou Mountain.

This time, out of curiosity, I glanced at the jade pendant with my spiritual consciousness and almost lost my life.

But the master did not lie to himself. The jade pendant he left behind was indeed a good thing.

It's just that my current cultivation level is too weak, my spiritual consciousness has been drained, and I can't read the information inside.

Since it was left to him by his master, it must be a very important content in cultivating immortality.

Maybe it was inconvenient to say it directly, so I used this relatively obscure method.

In the next few days, Ergouzi took the time to rub a stone of Dali Pills with his hands, and then went to the county seat.

In the Hall of Rejuvenation, after the two of them counted the numbers, Er Gouzi told Sima Yi about the Scarface and Iron Corpse Helmsman they met this time.

He just ignored the embarrassing things like him fainting and being stripped naked.

After Ergouzi finished speaking, he took out a few items and asked Sima Yi to identify them.

Anyway, apart from not knowing martial arts, this guy knows everything else.

Two white jade bottles, one black bottle, and a bronze medal with the word "black" engraved on it.

Sima Yi poured out a red pill from the white jade bottle, looked at it for a long time, and then sniffed it, his eyebrows knitted together.

"How is it? Is this a pill?"

Er Gouzi saw that Sima Yi's expression was not right and asked quickly.

The cheapest pill cost tens of thousands of taels of silver each. If he got five pills this time, wouldn't he be rich?

Sima Yi took a deep breath to calm down before speaking.

"It is indeed an elixir, called Blood Soul Pill."

Ergouzi was overjoyed when he heard this. He had 5 pills of this kind of elixir.

Even if calculated at the cheapest price, it is still worth hundreds of thousands taels of silver.

Ever since he was a child, he had never dreamed of so much money.

"It is indeed a pill, but it is made from living people and is not worth that much money."

"Employ people? Make alchemy?"

Ergouzi has never seen in books that there are people who use living people to make elixirs.

"That's right, using living people as alchemy materials is a method used by some cults."

"It seems that it would take dozens or hundreds of ordinary people to refine a pill like this."

"In ancient times, there were many sects. There were many demonic sects at that time, and they were very good at refining ordinary people into elixirs and magic weapons."

"Ordinary human beings are just cultivation materials in the eyes of these immortal cultivators. Sometimes they kill tens of thousands or even tens of millions of people at a time."

When it comes to various allusions in the world of immortality, Sima Yi is still much more knowledgeable than Ergouzi.

"Killing innocent people like this, no one will care?" After Ergouzi asked, he regretted it and felt stupid.

"At that time, there were indeed sects that claimed to be righteous, but no one cared about such noisy matters. Everyone swept the snow in front of their door and didn't care about the frost on other people's tiles."

"Later, the Great Zhou Saint Ancestor Emperor raised his troops and slaughtered all the demonic sects in the world. However, some fish slipped through the net and spread their demonic cultivation methods to the people."

"In the past hundred years or so, cults have become more and more rampant, but those guys who live in corpses only make money and get rich."

When Sima Yi said this, he looked angry and his eyes were a little bloodshot and red.

"Please help me see what these two things are."

Sima Yi picked up the black bottle, looked at it, and sniffed it, but did not dare to open it.

"As you said, what's inside this black bottle is probably Hanba's corpse energy, so I won't open it and look at it."

"I can hand this bottle to the county government for you and let them investigate."

"Maybe we can follow the clues and find this zombie."

"no problem."

Ergouzi naturally agreed, there was no use keeping this thing in his hands.

"By the way, I read in the book that once the drought demon appears, the land will be thousands of miles away, and the drought here will be caused by it. Could it be caused by the drought demon?"

This is the doubt Ergouzi has had all this time.

"Unlikely."

Sima Yi shook his head firmly and denied.

"How much range can you cover with your spell now?"

Ergouzi thought for a moment: "At most a dozen feet."

"That's right, what kind of cultivation level does a great demon that can influence an area thousands of miles away have to have?"

"My ancestors had a Foundation Establishment Ancestor. According to records, the spells cast by Foundation Establishment monks can only affect more than a hundred feet.

As for the masters who are one level stronger than Foundation Establishment, my ancestor has also seen them, about a mile away. "

"Of course, it may be that our cultivation base is too low and we cannot understand the methods of those big demons. It is also possible."

"Okay, maybe I'm overthinking it, but what is this bronze medal? Is it the identity token of a cult?"

Ergouzi pointed to the last bronze medal. He had also received one from a Daoxuanzong monk.

Sima Yi picked up the bronze medal and shook his head.

"No!"

"This is a black market pass."