"Huh? Chong Heihu." At a glance, Zheng Lun saw Chong Heihu who was fighting hard with a short axe in hand.
Then those big birds just now should be his Iron-beaked Divine Eagles. What on earth is going on? Why is my magic power...
"General Zheng, please help. Lord Chong and the others can't hold on much longer." Jiang Ming reminded from the side.
Seeing this, Zheng Lun immediately leaped up and smashed down with his pestle at Luo Tianlin who was suppressing the two of them.
"Someone else?"
Luo Tianlin countered with a claw. With a bang, sparks flew everywhere. Both of them were slightly surprised.
Zheng Lun: What kind of magic is this guy practicing? How can his arms be as hard as iron?
Luo Tianlin: What great strength. This person has no internal energy or true qi and is an unranked person. How can he have such strength?
Seeing the purple-faced big man, Chong Heihu was immediately overjoyed. "Brother Zheng Lun, come and help quickly!"
"Lord Chong, don't panic. Watch me capture this evil creature!"
Humph - Suddenly, two streams of qi burst out from his orifices. Luo Tianlin had no defense at all. Suddenly, he felt dizzy and his steps were in chaos.
Jiang Ming, Uncle Fu, and Chong Heihu saw this good opportunity and would not let it go.
In an instant, the Iron-beaked Divine Eagles directly pounced on his eyes. The short golden axe slashed at his neck. The Tiger Claw Fist directly hit his heart.
Dang, dang, bang!
Three different sounds came. The attacks of the three were all blocked by that layer of protective true qi. This is the power of an eighth-rank warrior. There will be protective true qi around the vital parts. Ordinary attacks, even with internal energy added, cannot break through.
Uncle Fu secretly thought it was a miscalculation and quickly reminded them to attack other places. Luo Tianlin didn't know why he lost his mind and couldn't mobilize the true qi in his body. Except for these vital parts, there should be no protective true qi elsewhere.
Puchi, puchi -
"Ah!"
The intense pain woke Luo Tianlin up. With a scream, he slapped Uncle Fu and Chong Heihu away with his claws. Immediately, he wanted to escape.
But how could Zheng Lun let him get away? With another angry hum, white light burst out. Although Luo Tianlin was fast, he couldn't dodge at all. His soul was sucked out by Zheng Lun again.
Uncle Fu and the other three pounced on him again and cut off his limbs. Luo Tianlin couldn't escape even when he woke up.
He was finally killed by the joint efforts of the four in this courtyard.
Jiang Ming took off his mask. Only then did he see that the scales on his face and his claws had returned to normal. And this face also surprised him. Luo Tianlin?
At this time, Uncle Fu came forward and examined for a long time and said, "I didn't expect it to be a half-demon."
A half-demon is the descendant of a demon and a human. Both demons and humans despise them. Many half-demons are killed as soon as they are born. It's very rare to see them.
"The young master of Yinsheng Gambling House is a half-demon. Then the identity of the Luo family is worthy of suspicion. They have been rooted in Dongdu for decades and run a huge gambling house..." Uncle Fu is experienced and immediately sensed that they might have accidentally uncovered some big conspiracy.
Jiang Ming also sensed it. "Uncle Fu, should we report it to the authorities?"
Uncle Fu shook his head. "Not yet. Wait for master to come back and deal with it."
Now the situation is unclear. If they report it to the authorities, their Taihe Tea House will instantly become the focus in Dongdu. Everyone has secrets.
Moreover, the young master of Yinsheng Gambling House personally took the risk. Judging from his speculation, it's probably that this young master wants to secretly take that treasure without telling his father. In this way, there is room for manipulation.
"Young master, don't let that white candle go out. I'll go get another one." Uncle Fu said and then hurried away.
As for Zheng Lun who suddenly appeared, he didn't have time to deal with him for the moment. It seemed that he was also related to his young master. Could it be... someone sent by her?
Jiang Ming quickly picked up the white candle on the ground and carefully protected it in his palm. There was only a thin layer left.
Before long, Uncle Fu took two white candles and lit them.
"Guard Chong and I will move these body parts and sink them into the Dongjiang River. Young master, uh, and this strong man, please use the white candles to go around the house." Uncle Fu was experienced and quickly cleaned up the aftermath. At first glance, he had done this kind of destroying the corpse and erasing the traces work before.
Zheng Lun scratched his head. Only then did he realize. Why should he listen to this old guy?
"Cough, General Zheng, let me tell you slowly." Jiang Ming spoke from the side and unconsciously used his skill of persuasive words to fool Zheng Lun into working for him.
One more card collected!
Jiang Ming held Zheng Lun's card of a deified figure. Sure enough, a piece of information also emerged in his mind. Supernatural power, two streams of qi from the orifices.
Sure enough, he got this supernatural power. Luo Tianlin, who had eighth-rank strength in his demon form earlier, was completely helpless under this supernatural power.
Jiang Ming went through all this trouble just for this supernatural power.
Before long, Uncle Fu and Chong Heihu who went to dispose of the corpse and sink it into the river came back. "Young master, where is that strong man?"
Jiang Ming replied, "Oh, he left first."
Uncle Fu nodded. Then he cleaned up the traces in the courtyard again. The pit was filled. Jiang Ming originally wanted to steal that IOU. But now that the owner is dead, the gambling house will definitely find out tomorrow. If the IOU is gone, it might be a bit too obvious.
After thinking for a while, Jiang Ming felt that leaving the IOU might be more believable. Three thousand taels for a life. Luo Tianlin is worth this price.
As for what was under that fish pond, he didn't ask. After cleaning up, he went to sleep.
And Ma Liang, the demon-hunting guard sleeping next to the tea house, didn't notice anything at all and missed a great merit.
In his sleep, Jiang Ming vaguely heard that cry for help again. But he was too sleepy and didn't react much when he heard it.
At dawn, Jiang Ming began to practice the Misty Qi Absorbing Method. In the morning, wisps of blue smoke fell from above Dongdu. A small cyclone slowly appeared above Taihe Tea House.
After practicing for half an hour, Jiang Ming suddenly felt a sense of fullness. Immediately, he stopped practicing.
"Today is a quarter of an hour longer than yesterday."
Jiang Ming then began to practice the two streams of qi from the orifices. In front of him were two red sandalwood incense sticks. Around him were twenty-one talisman decrees placed according to Taiji and two extremes.
As soon as the incense was lit, Jiang Ming quickly recited incantations. Only to see the two red sandalwood incense sticks burn out quickly. Two streams of white smoke shot into his nostrils.
Opening his eyes, the twenty-one talisman decrees had also turned into ashes. Jiang Ming felt that his nose was extremely uncomfortable. It was like the feeling of being choked when eating peppers. His nasal cavity was burning.
But he still had to endure it. After twenty-one days, this two streams of qi from the orifices would be initially cultivated.
After cleaning up, Jiang Ming was about to go out to eat and then start storytelling.
He needed more power of sentient beings' wishes, summon more deified figures, and obtain more supernatural powers!
Although he knew that this world was very dangerous, Jiang Ming always felt that those dangerous things had nothing to do with him, an honest and law-abiding young shopkeeper. But all the signs last night showed that
—His home didn't seem to be as ordinary as it looked on the surface!
In Taihe Tea House, there were sounds of storytelling and cheers. It was extremely lively. But at this moment, Yinsheng Gambling House was in chaos.
The young master is missing!
Several managers gathered together and sent out all the thugs in the gambling house to look for him. But after an entire morning, they found nothing.
"What should we do? The master is about to come back. But we lost the young master..."
The managers were like ants on a hot pan, anxiously running around.
One of them said, "We have searched all the places where the young master usually goes for pleasure. We haven't seen him alive or dead. Could he have already met with misfortune?"
"Although the young master likes to play around on weekdays, he rarely makes enemies. There are no enemies in Dongdu City. I remember that yesterday the Demon-hunting Department came and said that the young master's confidant, A Hu, died at the hands of evil spirits. The young master he—"
As soon as these words were spoken, the managers were all silent. A living person disappearing for no reason. In this world, the probability of something happening is as high as ninety-nine percent.
"Then, should we report it to the authorities?"
"Naturally. When it comes to evil spirits, it's not something we can deal with."
Although the gambling house has many thugs and there are also ranked warriors, demons and evil spirits naturally make people afraid. Everyone is just a paid worker. Even if they have the ability, who would be willing to take this risk?