Chapter 61 Worse than Beasts

The two geese contributed greatly to the success of Ergouzi's locust-killing team.

Although locusts are not strong individually, they are numerous and can fly, so Ergouzi's strength is useless.

The geese are different. They fly into the locust swarm and can sweep the locusts within a range of ten feet with a sweep of their wings.

The originally dense swarm of locusts was scattered by the geese, which relieved a lot of pressure on the locust-killing team and reduced casualties.

Therefore, while Ergouzi's team made smooth progress, other teams were not so lucky. They often suffered losses, low morale, and slow progress.

However, in addition to Ergouzi's team, there was another team that made relatively smooth progress.

It was his cousin Zhang Youliang's team.

Although Zhang Youliang was only at the first level of Qi training, he did not have the help of the big white goose.

However, the locusts near Sanchazi Town were attracted by the ginseng on Shekou Mountain, and they fought with the geese every day, resulting in many casualties.

In addition, the group of people bought by Er Gouzi have been hunting small-scale swarms in this area since a month or two ago.

As a result, the number of locust swarms in this area is not large, and the harm is not too serious.

Zhang Youliang led the team and easily eliminated several small-scale locust swarms.

In just a few days, most of the locusts in the jurisdiction of Sanchazi Town have been eliminated, and he actually completed the task before Er Gouzi.

Zhang Youliang arranged the team to patrol the surrounding fields to hunt locust swarms, and he found an excuse to go back home.

"Brother, did you get it done?"

Zhang Youxin had wanted to ask when he saw his brother bringing back the locust-killing team.

"Of course, all the hundred taels of silver have been spent, how can it not be done!"

Zhang Youliang said, taking out a neatly folded white paper from his arms.

Spreading the paper on the table, there were only three words "Yufengshu" written on it, and below was the practice method of this magic.

"You spent so much money just to copy a piece of paper?"

Zhang Youxin looked at the black words on the white paper on the table in confusion, feeling that this was too expensive.

"What do you know? This is the magic of the immortal way, which is not passed on to others. Each magic is extremely precious. You have no connections, and you can't get it even if you spend hundreds of taels."

"I said a lot of good things, so they copied this one for me."

Zhang Youliang said this with a proud look on his face.

Zhang Youxin heard this, but picked up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and copied it up close.

"Then I'll copy a few more copies, and then sell them for 100 taels of silver each, and our family will get rich."

"Stop! Stop!"

Zhang Youliang quickly grabbed the pen and stopped him.

"You think you are the only smart one in the world, don't you think about why others don't copy some immortal magic to sell for money?"

"Privately spreading immortal skills is a crime, the lightest punishment is beating and confiscating the house, the worst is beheading and exterminating the nine clans!"

"Among immortal cultivators, at most, they secretly copy one or two copies to exchange, and no one can tell anyone."

"If you do this, our family will be confiscated and exterminated tomorrow."

After listening to his brother's words, Zhang Youxin was stunned, as if he was lost in thought or enlightenment.

Anyway, he became stupid. Zhang Youliang shouted several times, but there was no response.

After a long time, he let out a long breath.

"I know, the saint said: There are all cunning people in the world, there is a way to herd people, you can weaken them, make them poor, and make them hard, but you must not let them know it!"

"Hahaha... I understand!"

Zhang Youliang touched his brother's forehead and felt that his bad habit as a scholar had come back again.

"Brother! Teach me martial arts."

"You've studied for so many years, don't you want to study anymore?"

"No!"

At this moment, Zhang Youxin's eyes were firm.

"Studying is useless, learning to write your own name is enough.

I want to embark on the immortal path and take power into my own hands. This is the right way and the road to heaven!"

"Whatever you want, just don't regret it. This road is not easy to walk."

Zhang Youliang just felt that his brother's bookish problem had come back, so he was too lazy to pay attention and hid in another room to practice the wind control technique.

Since he got the method of practicing magic, he has been thinking about it in his heart for the past few days and has been eager to try it.

The wind control technique is the simplest one among all the magics. Zhang Youliang only took a few days to master it.

That night, Zhang Youliang and his brother came to the foot of Shekou Mountain again quietly.

Because Er Gouzi arranged people to guard before leaving, the two could only take advantage of the night and quietly go around to the back mountain.

"You won't fall from it again?"

Last time, my brother broke his bones and muscles here, and my father was crushed into a pool of rotten meat by a huge rock.

Zhang Youxin looked at the smooth cliffs. This place has failed too many times and is the sad place for his whole family.

"I have learned the wind control technique, and I will definitely succeed this time!"

Zhang Youliang was full of confidence this time. Although the wind control technique cannot fly, it makes him as light as a swallow, and he can rush up with a little help.

As he said, he tucked up the corners of his clothes and jogged towards the cliff for help. He jumped up and was already ten feet off the ground. Then he used his hands and feet to gain strength on the cliff and rushed up quickly.

Zhang Youliang felt that his body was lifted up by a breeze, becoming much lighter and more agile, and there was a whistling sound in his ears.

There was a feeling of being as light as a swallow and flying like a dragon in the sky. He wanted to roar to the sky.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain, he only needed one breath to rush up.

Hahahaha...

This time it finally worked!

"Gallop~Gallop~"

"Gallop..."

Just then, a loud goose cry was heard.

A huge white shadow swooped down from the sky, its wings slashing at him like knives.

"Bang!"

Zhang Youliang was hit by this wing, and the momentum of rushing up just now disappeared, and his body fell down involuntarily.

Fortunately, he now mastered the wind control technique, and he could use the cliff wall to help him along the way to slow down the speed of falling.

"Bang!"

He fell to the ground with his buttocks, and fell on his back.

Zhang Youxin hurried over to check and found that this time it was okay, nothing serious.

Sure enough, practicing immortal magic is different, and it is more resistant to falling.

Zhang Youliang got up from the ground, holding his waist, and grinning.

"Flat-haired beast! How dare you bully me!"

This time he drew his sword in his hand and used the wind control technique again to rush to the cliff.

Zhang Youxin could only look up. The light was weak at night, and he couldn't see clearly, and he didn't know what was going on.

After only a few breaths, Zhang Youliang fell from the sky again.

"Bang!"

He fell on his back again, and the sword in his hand also fell out of his hand and fell into the rocks, making a crisp "ding-dang-dang" sound.

The long sword had been twisted and deformed by a huge force, and it was obviously unusable.

"Flat-haired beast, I don't believe I can't beat you!"

Zhang Youliang didn't believe it, got up from the ground, and rushed to the top of the cliff again.

"Bang!"

After a few breaths, Zhang Youliang fell down again, and this time he finally changed his posture and fell flat on his face.

Zhang Youliang didn't get up immediately this time, but turned over, lying on his back, staring at the sky with his eyes blankly.

After performing the wind control technique three times in a row, his mana was exhausted.

"Brother! Brother!"

"Are you okay!"

"Are you stupid?"

Zhang Youxin walked over to check worriedly.

"I'm fine!"

"It's good that you're fine. Don't take it personally. It's just a flat-haired beast!"

"But I lost to a beast, not even as good as a beast..."

At this moment, a deep sense of frustration surrounded Zhang Youliang. He had learned martial arts since he was a child and practiced hard for more than ten years, but in the end he couldn't even beat a beast.

What's more hateful is that this beast is a dog.

"It's just a beast!"

Zhang Youxin disagreed with this.

"The sage said: What makes people different from beasts is wisdom, so the sages fight with wisdom instead of strength!"

"It's just a beast. Let's not compete with it in strength."

"I have a plan..."

Three days later, the two brothers carried a large bag of rice and came down the mountain again.

"There are many geese on this mountain. Is your medicine reliable?"

After experiencing the last setback, Zhang Youliang didn't have much confidence now.

"Don't worry, I mixed more than a dozen packets of rat poison into the rice, and it's no problem to poison ten cows."

"If you don't believe me, try some!"

Zhang Youxin was full of confidence. As long as he fed it to the geese, it would definitely kill them.

The two walked to the foot of the mountain, sprinkled the poisoned rice, and then hid aside and watched quietly.

However, the two of them watched for a whole day, and no goose flew down to eat the rice.

The second day, the third day.

After three consecutive days of watching, many birds and mice were poisoned to death, but no goose took the initiative to take poison and commit suicide, and they didn't even look at it.

"I'll deliver it to them myself!"

Zhang Youliang was impatient to wait, so he cut off his clothes to wrap some rice and rushed to the cliff.

This time he didn't need to rush to the top of the mountain. There was still a few feet away, so he threw the rice bag up, and then turned and went straight down.

When the geese chased him out, he had already landed on the ground.

A group of geese surrounded the rice thrown up by the kind-hearted people, stretching their necks to look at it again and again.

I found that these foods have no spiritual energy at all.

Who eats this stuff?

Usually, they are used to eating spiritual things, but facing this pile of golden rice, no goose can eat it.

Then, with a "pop", the bag of rice was thrown down by the big goose again and landed in front of Zhang Youliang's brother.

After working hard for several days, there is still nothing.

Whether it is fighting wits or fighting strength, they have not gained any advantage.

Are the two brothers really worse than animals?

"Catch the thief!"

"Catch the thief!"

At this time, torches lit up in the darkness, and Qiuyue led a large group of people, holding sticks and chasing here.

Two fists can't beat four hands, and the thieves are guilty, so the two can only flee in embarrassment for the time being.

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