Chapter 6 Thank You Gift
Fear, oppression!
A tense atmosphere enveloped this small Wangjia Village, which had never experienced any big scenes.
For the villagers who had lived in the village for many years and had never left the village more than 30 miles away, how could they have ever seen such a scene? Dead bodies were everywhere, blood was flowing like a river! The villagers were at a loss and panicked.
They couldn't imagine why the Black Wind Bandits, who had been entrenched in Black Wind Mountain for many years and lived in peace after paying the usual silver, would break into their village and kill people today! They couldn't imagine that the young man who was accidentally brought back a few days ago and claimed to have lost his memory actually had such terrible martial arts that he slaughtered all the invading Black Wind Bandits!
You know, the third in command is a real warrior who has entered the country!
He was a great man who was high up in the world! He actually died here, at the hands of a young man who looked ordinary!
Many young and strong villagers were confused and dared not speak.
Everyone turned their attention to the old village chief.
At this time, he was nearly sixty years old and had experienced many ups and downs in his life. He could be said to be an experienced old village chief. At this time, his hands and feet could not help but tremble a little! However, as the backbone of the village, he had to take the lead in speaking out.
His throat moved and he was about to speak.
But at this moment,
"It's a disaster! It's a disaster!"
"Everyone on Black Wind Mountain died here, even the three kings died! We are doomed! When the Black Wind Cavalry arrives, I'm afraid that our entire village will be wiped out!"
In the crowd, a skinny man's legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground, his face full of fear, mumbling and shouting.
It was like seeing the Black Wind Bandits taking revenge and killing all the villagers! "Ah! What should we do?"
"We didn't kill this guy!"
"Do you think the Black Wind Bandits will reason with you?"
"Those Black Wind Bandits might just come here to have some fun, and might leave after having fun, so they shouldn't kill people."
The skinny man spoke in fear.
As he finished speaking, the villagers around him began to talk, and some of them looked at Yang Qingyun with strange eyes!
But before things could continue to develop,
The old village chief immediately shouted: "Shut up, you bastard!"
"Without Master Yang, you would have been chopped to pieces by those Black Wind Bandits! How can you still have the energy to speak here?!"
"And you guys! What are you all doing? Young Master Yang saved you, and you treat your savior like this?"
The old village chief leaned hard on his crutches, his eyes wide open, pointing at the villagers around him and cursing at them one by one.
"Don't you know who the Black Wind Bandits are? They rushed in and killed people, how could they just be having fun! They clearly came with the intention of destroying the village and the family. If it weren't for Young Master Yang's help, you would have been lying on the ground long ago, and you wouldn't even be able to breathe a breath to talk here!"
"You ungrateful fellows, drag these two lechers away!"
The old village chief had accumulated a lot of prestige in Wangjia Village . After a round of scolding, the young and strong men around him lowered their heads one after another. However, these villagers felt a little relieved, as if they had found a backbone. Then several people dragged Wang Erlaizi away in panic.
The old village chief gasped for breath and glanced at Yang Qingyun not far away. Seeing that he didn't react much, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
There is a feeling of relief at having survived a disaster.
Having lived for sixty years, he has much more experience than these ignorant villagers and women who have stayed in the village all their lives and have never seen the world.
He had seen Yang Qingyun chopping the Black Wind Bandit with a knife before! How dare a fool like Er Laizi criticize him?
Do they think that the Black Wind Bandits can kill them, but Yang Qingyun with a knife can't kill them?! No matter what, they must burn, kill, and rob the Black Wind Bandits, prepare to slaughter them all, and then Young Master Yang will draw his sword to help them and save their lives!
It must be the Black Wind Bandit who did all kinds of evil.
Young Master Yang is a chivalrous man! "Thank you Young Master Yang for saving my life. Er Laizi is just a second-rate guy in the village. He lost his mind for a while. Young Master, please don't worry about it. The people in the village are all grateful to you for saving us from the dire situation!"
The old village chief respectfully bowed towards Yang Qingyun who was standing in the sea of blood and corpses and spoke.
Having attended a private school when he was young and having decades of life experience, the old village chief's behavior and words make people feel like they are bathed in a spring breeze.
Anyone can feel the other person's sincerity of gratitude.
Yang Qingyun turned his head and saw that the old village chief's head was bent down again under his hunched body.
Appears more respectful!
The villagers around also lowered their heads respectfully, not daring to look any further.
Among them was Wang Zhu, a simple and honest middle-aged man who had brought him back a few days ago. At this moment, he stood respectfully in the crowd, tremblingly bowing deeply like everyone else, and was not noticeable at all.
Perhaps a few days ago, when Yang Qingyun claimed to have lost his memory and stayed in the village, he also spoke a few words to them, and they had communicated with each other on an equal footing.
However , after what happened today, no one dared to treat him as an ordinary boy anymore!
There is already an insurmountable gap! Seeing this scene, Yang Qingyun couldn't help but shake his head slightly.
With his long life experience in his previous life, he naturally saw the fear in the hearts of the old village chief and the villagers, as well as their inner calculations.
"You're welcome. Those Black Wind Bandits just happened to provoke me, so I just dealt with them."
"You don't have to blame me for bringing disaster to your village. If I remember correctly, several nearby villages were also destroyed by the Black Wind Bandits. The old and the young were all killed, and the young and the strong were abducted and turned into slaves. If you don't believe me, you can go to your nearest Cuihua Village to check it out."
"If I don't take action, you won't be able to escape."
Yang Qingyun waved his hand and said lightly.
Living his life over again, looking at the villagers who were respectful and timid, he couldn't help but sigh deeply in his heart.
In this world, the fate of the weak is ultimately controlled by the thoughts of the strong! Fortunately, the Chu State has not yet perished, and there is still a certain order. In the future, when the spiritual energy revives and the Xuantian Realm invades, it will be tragic! When the troubled times come, there is chaos wherever you look.
"In this life, I must take my destiny into my own hands!"
"I want to live well, live to the end, and reach the pinnacle of the world. My life is something only I can control!"
Yang Qingyun couldn't help but clench his fists!
"I see. I didn't expect those Black Wind Bandits to be so cruel and ruthless. I would like to thank you for your help on behalf of all the people in Wangjia Village!"
Upon hearing this, the old village chief's face showed astonishment. He was obviously also shocked by the news that Yang Qingyun brought about Cuihua Village and several other villages being destroyed by the Black Wind Bandits.
But soon, a smile appeared on his old face again, and he bowed deeply to Yang Qingyun to express his gratitude.
"This place is a mess, so let the young men in the village deal with it. Please come in and rest for a while. I will prepare a small gift to thank you for saving my life!"
"No, I have something else to do. See you later!"
Yang Qingyun waved his hand. He had no intention of staying in Wangjia Village.
Next, he planned to take the spoils of this battle to the nearby towns and sell them in exchange for silver.
Then he bought some medicinal herbs and made blood qi pills.
Use this as a foundation to refine Qi and blood, and enter the martial arts entry level as soon as possible! Although he has the top skills cultivated in his previous life, the weakness of this body without any Qi and blood makes Yang Qingyun feel a little uncomfortable and insecure.
"Sir, wait a moment!"
Just when Yang Qingyun was about to leave, the old village chief suddenly called him.
"Not long ago, the villagers found a mountain treasure in the mountains. Young Master, I have no way to repay you for saving my Wangjia Village, but at least accept that mountain treasure!"
The old village chief behind him said hurriedly.
Hearing this,
Yang Qingyun paused and turned around as he was about to leave.
"Oh, Shanbao?"
In this world, the only thing that can be called a mountain treasure is a mountain ginseng that is over three hundred years old!
And this kind of old ginseng has been growing in the deep mountains and forests for many years, and it is even possible that it can condense a trace of spiritual energy!
This spiritual energy is of great use in laying the foundation of martial arts!
Even if not,
An old mountain ginseng that is more than 300 years old can also lay a stronger foundation for yourself!
Enter the road of martial arts with a stronger foundation!
"Yes, it's a mountain treasure, a thousand-year-old mountain ginseng!"
(End of this chapter)
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