Chapter 22 Conflict
It turns out that Yang Qingyun overthought.
If there were natural treasures everywhere in the mountains and fields, the martial arts world in Huangshi Town would not be so weak. The highest level of martial artists in the entire town is only the Body Tempering Stage.
Or,
If this place really had so many good things, then there would have been countless warriors wandering here long ago. How could these ordinary villagers take the risk to harvest them?
Don't underestimate the profit-seeking nature of warriors.
Perhaps occasionally some good things will appear in this market that the villagers and farmers are not familiar with.
But if you want to meet,
The probability is so low that it is almost the same as the probability of winning the lottery jackpot in the previous life.
After wandering around for a while, I naturally gained nothing.
However, Yang Qingyun also had some ideas in his mind.
Although there is nothing good to be found, perhaps we can use some silver as a reward to ask the villagers of Huangshi Town who gather here to trade about some dangerous places outside the wilderness and forests, mountain terrain, forbidden areas where ferocious wild beasts live, and other dangerous places.
In this old era when spiritual energy has not yet revived, although spiritual energy is poor, there are always some wilderness places that gather spiritual energy or produce some natural treasures because of their sparsely populated areas! Wouldn't it be better to use the knowledge of my previous life to calculate the places where natural treasures can appear, and then explore them one by one?
"Brother Qingyuan, do you want to buy medicinal herbs to practice martial arts?"
Zhou Weilong, who was accompanying Yang Qingyun, strolled around the market and took the initiative to ask.
"This is a market spontaneously formed by villagers from hundreds of villages in Huangshi Town. Although there are occasionally good things, they are usually seized by the Black Tiger Gang. In addition, drugstores in the city have sent people to watch here early on, hoping to exchange good things from the mountain farmers. It is basically impossible to buy anything good here."
"I see. Thank you for the reminder, Master Zhou!"
"You're welcome. Brother Qingyuan, if you need any medicinal materials, my Zhou Family Martial Arts School happens to have business dealings with some pharmacies in the city. Just tell me what you need and I'll deliver it to you."
As they were chatting, there was a sudden commotion in the livestock trading area not far away, where the air was filled with a foul smell.
This caused many people in the market to look up and gaze in the direction of the noise.
"You damned country bumpkin! Your master Qing just lost a batch of fine horses three days ago. I didn't expect that it was stolen by a little thief like you! How dare you come to my territory and act so arrogantly? Beat me! Beat me to death!"
As angry curses rang out one after another, a simple and honest figure not far away was beaten up by several ferocious figures.
Two fists were no match for four hands, and the figure had to raise his arms to protect his head, and retreat again and again under the beating of the ferocious hooligans!
And on the wooden stakes not far away, several good horses were snorting!
Obviously this was a trade dispute. The surrounding villagers and passers-by all moved to the sides, leaving a large open space, and watched the show with great interest, pointing and talking.
However, when many people saw the arrogant and overbearing Qing Ye who was in the lead, they showed disgust on their faces.
The look he showed towards the man who was being beaten also became somewhat sympathetic.
“This guy is unlucky!”
"Yeah, but who asked him to bring such a valuable thing here?"
"A horse costs more than twenty taels of silver. These good horses will be even more expensive, with a total value of more than a hundred taels. The other party is alone, so it's no wonder that the ruffian Qing had such thoughts."
"It's better not to bring valuable things here!"
"Those people in the Black Tiger Gang are not good people."
Passersby around were talking about it and were not surprised by such a thing.
After a while,
The figure collapsed to the ground with a bruised face and nose.
The man who called himself Qing Ye had a green tattoo on his forehead with a hideous smile on his face. He took out an iron rod from somewhere, raised it high, and was about to smash it down on the man's head to finish him off! But in mid-air, a clean hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed the rapidly falling iron rod, making it unable to move! The man looked down and saw the bruised and swollen figure on the ground at night, frowning slightly.
"Wang Zhu, what's going on?"
Ignoring the ugly expression and shouting of the man opposite named Qing Ye, a faint voice came out in the air.
Hearing the familiar voice, Wang Zhu on the ground trembled, and quickly let go of his hands that were covering his head. He looked up and saw Yang Qingyun's face! "Mr. Yang, you're here?!"
The man on the ground was none other than Wang Zhu from Wangjia Village! Upon seeing Yang Qingyun, Wang Zhu's bruised face showed a look of surprise.
But soon,
Then he became anxious about his incompetence and immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
"Sir, I didn't do what you asked me to do. Please punish me!"
"No need to do that, what happened here?"
Yang Qingyun frowned slightly, bent down and forcibly helped him up.
"Boy, your Master Qing is from the Black Tiger Gang, don't meddle in other people's business!"
At this time, the man called Qing Ye's iron rod was tightly grasped by Yang Qingyun. He couldn't break free no matter how hard he tried. His face turned red, but he threatened in a restrained manner.
"If you offend our Black Tiger Gang, no one in heaven or on earth can save you in Huangshi Town!"
"Really?"
Yang Qingyun spoke calmly.
With a sudden force on his palm,
Snap!
The iron rod dented and cracked.
Master Qing showed a look of horror.
Bang! Yang Qingyun kicked him out with lightning speed, sending him flying and tumbling to the ground.
There is no need to ask, you can guess almost everything about what happened.
Previously, the second and third in command of the Black Wind Village died in his hands one after another. Before going up the mountain to deal with the Black Wind Village's chief leader, Golden Eyed Biao, Yang Qingyun asked Wang Jiacun to help take the captured spoils to the city to sell them in exchange for cash.
So Wang Zhu took the horses to the market in the town to sell them and exchange them for silver for Yang Qingyuan.
However, Wang Zhu had an honest and simple look, was not a martial artist, and came alone with such a huge fortune, which naturally attracted the covetousness of a man from the Black Tiger Gang named Qing Ye.
So the previous scene happened.
To rob by trickery,
Nothing more than this.
Unfortunately, he hit a wall.
"Who are you, kid? Leave your name if you dare!"
Not far away, Qing Ye got up from the ground, holding his chest, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Yang Qingyun viciously, and uttered harsh words.
A murderous look flashed across Yang Qingyun's eyes.
But before he could do anything, Zhou Weilong, who was not far away, also arrived. Seeing this scene, he walked forward and looked down at Qing Ye who was not far away and said:
"Blue-striped dragon, this is my Zhou Weilong's distinguished guest, please give me some face and let this matter go!"
(End of this chapter)
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