Chapter 15 The Dangerous Road to Jianghu

"Hey, our boss is talking to you, old immortal, do you hear me?" Among the five men, a big man with brown hair jumped out, raised his eyebrows sideways, and put the knife on Yaoshi Feng's neck, "Stand down for me. stand up!"

Pharmacist Feng calmly opened his eyes, leaned on a wooden crutch, and with Wu Yan's support, he stood up tremblingly, coughed a few times, covered his mouth and said, "This old man is one of the passers-by. What is this good man doing?"

Wu Yan held onto Yaoshi Feng's arm with a pale face and looked timidly at the big men.

Several big men were a little nervous. Seeing the two of them looking like this, the big man who started asking the question laughed strangely and said to the other men: "Damn, I thought I had a problem, but unexpectedly it turned out to be two sheep. Gu. Ge Laoer, don’t talk nonsense to them. Let’s see if there is any pornographic material. Send them on their way.”

Wu Yan was confused by what they said, but he understood the last sentence about sending them on their way, and thought he was letting them go. His face relaxed and he looked at Pharmacist Feng. Pharmacist Feng glanced at the man who was speaking and saw the man holding the knife on his neck. He reached out to grab the baggage on his back and moved slightly to the side to avoid the man.

Ge Laoer was stunned, and while he was stunned, Yaoshi Feng patted Wu Yan's shoulder, pushed forward, and said: "You have been playing in the big house for a month, let's try it with a few of them. ”

Wu Yan was stunned for a moment. He thought he was secretly hiding in the room practicing Fengyun Bu and Fengyun Sword Techniques, and Yaoshi Feng didn't know about it. He didn't expect that Yaoshi Feng actually knew about it.

Wu Yan has been practicing Fengyun Sword Technique and Fengyun Steps for the past three or four months, and has made some gains. However, he has never had the chance to fight against anyone, and he doesn't know what level he is. He really wanted to find someone to compete with, but he didn't expect that an opportunity would be in front of him now.

Wu Yan no longer hesitated, and took out the short black-sheathed dagger that Pharmacist Feng had given him a few days ago from his arms. He unsheathed the dagger. He held the dagger in his right hand, took a wrong step forward, and his body mysteriously disappeared on the spot.

At this time, Pharmacist Feng also moved slightly and escaped from the control of Ge Laoer's sword. He appeared strangely a few steps away and looked at the five big men in front of him indifferently.

"No! Guys, be careful. Damn it, I made a mistake this time, and I actually got into trouble!" The man just had time to shout these words, when he suddenly felt a terrible pain in his wrist, screamed, and the big knife in his hand When the bang fell to the ground, blood shot out from his wrist.

Wu Yan's figure flashed beside the screaming man and disappeared again. The other four big men saw their boss face each other, and his arms were crippled before they even saw the enemy's shadow. They lost their weapons. How could they still have the courage to stay?

Several people hurriedly shouted: "The wind is tight, pull, pull, pull!" while fleeing in all directions, one after another trying to escape.

The big man who was hit first didn't care about the pain in his wrist or the big knife that fell on the ground. He covered the wound with his other hand and ran away.

The man with brown hair, Ge Laoer, had just escaped three steps away when he also screamed, his wrist was marked with blood, and his weapon fell to the ground. He didn't care about anything else and ran to the east of the main road without looking back.

Wu Yan's body appeared strangely next to Yaoshi Feng, holding a bloody dagger in his hand. His face was a little excited but also a little confused, and he said: "Master, I scared them all away."

Pharmacist Feng curled his lips and said nothing. He also took a wrong step forward and his body disappeared strangely on the spot. Wu Yan's face changed drastically, and he heard five screams of different lengths, coming from different directions, which sounded extremely terrifying and miserable to his ears.

After a while, Pharmacist Feng left and returned. Five corpses were thrown on the ground in front of Wu Yan.

"Dig a big hole there." Pharmacist Feng kicked a big knife to Wu Yan, pointed to the open space next to the five corpses, and ordered without explaining why he was asked to do this.

Wu Yan's face was pale and his eyes were wandering, as if he didn't dare to look at the corpses. He covered his mouth and resisted the feeling of vomiting and nausea. He picked up the knife and began to dig a hole in the open space.

Pharmacist Feng unscrewed the ancient gourd on the wooden crutch, then casually picked up a knife on the ground, and slashed a few times on each corpse.

Wu Yan finally couldn't hold it back and vomited in the pit he had just dug. Until there was nothing left in his stomach to vomit, he covered his chest and knelt down next to the pit, staring blankly at Pharmacist Feng. Give.

Pharmacist Feng pointed the gourd's mouth at the five corpses with an expressionless face and shook it. Some fine yellow powder was scattered from the gourd's mouth on the blood flowing from the wounds of the five corpses.

As soon as the powder touched the blood on the wound, yellow smoke began to rise. At the same time, a very pungent and fishy smell was emitted along with the yellow smoke. Those corpses turned into pieces of pus at a strange speed visible to the naked eye. Where the pus flowed, the clothes and flesh and blood that had not yet rotted began to emit yellow smoke and turned into pus.

Wu Yan's face turned even paler, and his body involuntarily stepped back. He desperately covered his mouth, nose and chest with his hands.

After a while, the pus and blood seeped into the soil without leaving any traces. The five corpses had completely disappeared, as if these people had never appeared here. There is a very strong strange smell floating in the air, which gradually dissipates when the wind blows.

Pharmacist Feng threw the five knives and some unmelted things on the ground into the pit that Wu Yan had just dug, and then carefully kicked the loose soil next to it to cover the pit. He patted the dirt on his hands and stood up until there was no trace of suspicion on the spot.

"Let's go." Pharmacist Feng stuffed the old gourd, hung it on the wooden crutch again, and walked slowly along the road to the west with the wooden crutch.

Wu Yan stood up and hurriedly followed.

The two hurried on their way one after the other. Along the way, no one spoke, and the atmosphere seemed very dull.

After walking more than ten miles, Wu Yan's pale cheeks gradually regained a trace of blood. He opened his mouth to ask something, but in the end he didn't ask anything.

"The Jianghu is dangerous, you will slowly understand it later. Those five people are from the Broken Blade Hall. What they said just now is Jianghu jargon. 'Chazi' refers to martial artists, 'Yanggu' refers to ordinary people, 'yellow goods' refers to money, 'send people on the road' means to kill people and destroy the body, and 'wind tight and pull hu' means everyone runs away. Jianghu is a place where people are eaten without leaving bones. If you are in the Jianghu, if you don't have some understanding and vigilance, you may not know how you died. What's more sad is that sometimes you don't even know who killed you." Pharmacist Feng seemed to be talking to himself, or to Wu Yan, muttering as he walked.

Wu Yan looked up and looked around. The sky was blue, and white clouds were floating in the air. The ground was yellow, covered with green and yellow weeds. This beautiful Jianghu that he had longed for before, turned around and let him see the bloody cruelty.