Chapter 866 458: Young Hero Ye Fan Takes the Initiative! If You Are a God, I Will Slay You! (2)
Chapter 866 458: Young Hero Ye Fan Takes the Initiative! If You Are a God, I Will Slay You! (2)
The two people had only walked for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn when they heard a fierce argument.
"This pile of cow dung is mine!"
"Mine!"
"You're talking nonsense! I know my cow's dung by smell, you try it. There's a taste of blood in this dung, exactly from my cow's prolapsed bowel!"
"Nonsense! A prolapse would taste like this? This is clearly my cow's dung!"
The man took a piece from the pile of cow dung and started chewing, cursing.
"Screw you, can't you understand?"
"What, you not only want to steal my cow dung but also screw my mother? I'll kill you!"
With that, the two started fighting.
The fight was a typical wrestling match, both of them were roughly equal in size and skill, neither gaining an advantage.
At this point, they started rolling down the slope while fighting.
Suddenly, there was a splat, and the pile of cow dung was squashed and scattered everywhere.
"My cow dung!"
"Mine!"
There was a loud squelch.
When this sound was heard, both Duan Yun and Feng Ling'er were startled.
It was because one of the men below suddenly pulled out a dagger and stabbed it into the other man's belly.
The other man was also shocked, and with a fearful look, he retaliated by pulling out his own dagger and stabbed it into the other man's belly, twisting it.
In a frenzy, both sides stabbed each other, creating at least a dozen holes in their bodies, with their intestines exposed.
At this point, one of the men realized and said anxiously, "Oh no, I'm going to die."
"I'm going to die too."
At this moment, both of them showed regret on their faces.
"Over a pile of cow dung, is it really necessary? It's a real slap in my face."
Duan Yun rode over and remarked sarcastically.
He had just praised the locals for their broad-mindedness, and now two locals nearly killed each other over cow dung.
The man on the left was coughing up blood and crying, "I saw the cow dung disappear and couldn't hold back, I regret it so much."
"Me too! My wife is waiting for me at home! I regret it, you even bought me milk last time."
"Kind person, please go to the tent ten miles away, find someone to help collect my corpse, I'm sure I'll be... huh?"
Duan Yun felt powerless to complain, as Fingertip Thunder had started to release.
With a sizzling sound accompanied by the scent of roasted intestines, both men discovered they were no longer bleeding.
With a quick motion from Duan Yun, he stuffed their intestines back into their bellies.
After a bit more work, Duan Yun stepped back and said, "You can take care of yourselves now."
After saying this, he rode away with Feng Ling'er.
The two men hadn't yet recovered from their shock, and one murmured, "Immortal? Monster? Jade Emperor?"
"We're saved!"
...
Qianxue Town.
This town, once destroyed by the Thunder God and Mother Sect, covered with human skin kites, has now regained vitality and expanded its size, almost becoming a small city.
From afar, Duan Yun and Feng Ling'er could see half of the town old, half new, clearly recently expanded.
The town became lively again, not only because Young Hero Duan eliminated the Thunder God and Mother Sect, allowing displaced residents to return, but also because it is the base of the Great Hero Storytelling Sect.
The Great Hero Storytelling Sect both tells stories and fights, renowned for storytelling and strong fists, naturally becoming a local power.
This power, even though far from Wangchun City, still learns from the Heroic Land's rich experience. Duan Yun was unaware that someone had gone to Wangchun City to learn and implemented similar policies here.
Such as no protection fees, no chaos allowed here.
Though it can't match Wangchun City's achievements, it learned some essentials.
It can be said this is another new Heroic Land, attracting many people like Wangchun City, thus expanding its scale.
Now Duan Yun is still wearing a vest, claiming to be "Ye Fan," a businessman from Yun State.
And Feng Ling'er is his bodyguard and lover.
This is a typical wealthy man's setup, and Duan Yun plays the part well.
After all, he's truly wealthy now.
His robe may look understated, but those with an eye for quality recognize it immediately, and the jade ring on his finger could easily purchase several shops.
Yet along the way, no one dared to rob them.
Because the ones who appear to be fat sheep are often the most dangerous, so says the wisdom of the Martial World.
More importantly, the merchant and bodyguard both have extraordinary-looking weapons, clearly not just for show.
This time, Duan Yun and Feng Ling'er are here to cause trouble for their enemy, best to keep a low profile, especially fearing the Thunder God and Mother might escape.
This small town below the Snow Mountain is the last station before entering the mountain.
Ever since the Thunder God and Mother Sect was wiped out, many people returned to Old Mother Mountain to gather goods.
This mountain is rich in ginseng, and many have gotten wealthy, making the town even livelier.
But as soon as Duan Yun and Feng Ling'er reached the town's inn, they found people inside sighing.
"Boss, let's just retreat this time, so we don't lose our lives."
"This ginseng has become a monster, it can't be dealt with!"
"Laosi, do you know what my favorite saying was when I was fishing in Hai State?"
"What?"
"The bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish! If this ginseng has turned into a monster, isn't that a great opportunity? Think about it, ordinary ginseng sells for a high price, how many years would the monster one fetch?"
...
Duan Yun and Feng Ling'er listening, found the matter truly strange.
Recently two groups of ginseng gatherers went into the mountain and encountered trouble. One barely escaped and claimed the mountain is haunted; they had just picked a large ginseng when it instead captured their people.
No one believed it.
There's been talk of monsters in the mountain, but never of ginseng capturing people, it contradicts common sense.
Everyone thought it was a scare tactic by gatherers, because once in the mountain, it's a competition.
And the person who said this is a local gatherer living on the town's west side.
After returning home, he went mad, behaving strangely.
This gatherer had friends and family, and just days ago his good brother fearing for him, went to see but found the door locked tightly.
His brother got angry immediately.
They've been close brothers since childhood, wore the same pants when poor, and when they couldn't afford a wife, even shared one; ignoring him was disrespect!
So the brother went through the house's secret door.
Inside, the brother found the gatherer bedridden, lifeless, looking like he'd been sucked by a fox spirit.
Realizing something was wrong, he approached and heard the gatherer whisper, "Get away, be careful of the 'xu'."
"What 'xu'? Why are you so weak?"
His appearance frightened the brother, deciding to fetch more people for help.
As he retreated, he stepped on something.
Looking down, he saw part of a ginseng root, or the root of a huge ginseng, except ginseng roots aren't typically that large.
In that moment, the brother understood his friend's warning was not about weakness but about this root.
Beware of the root?
As he lifted his foot, the root moved, earth churned, and out sprang a giant person-sized ginseng.
The giant ginseng waved its roots, trying to grab him, scaring the brother into shouting.
Luckily a Great Hero Storyteller was passing by, hearing the cries rushed in to witness the scene.
Indeed, there was a ginseng monster.
Though the storyteller was present, the ginseng monster tried to tackle both.
Fortunately, the storyteller had gathered companions, now several showed up.
Seeing it was outnumbered, the ginseng monster fled.
The matter was confirmed since the monster ran through the streets, witnessed by at least a hundred people.
Though a chilling tale, Duan Yun smiles with interest.
When discussing this, the inn's gatherers mentioned the word—"Earthquake."
That is, before the strange happenings, thunder often rumbles underground, while thunder usually descends from above. Even in Leizhou, thunder isn't often heard from below.
Does this suggest the individual in his little notebook is here?
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