Xin Han's words scared the few people so much that they were pissed. He danced with a ghost-headed sword a few times, and the wind was blowing, and his power was extraordinary. Then he made a move to chop.

These idle people have never seen such a scene before, and they suddenly felt relieved: "I said, I said, Liang Ziweng is on the mountain twenty miles north of here. They all say that he lives on the hillside but no one dares to go up. I don't know what the hell is. If you can't find it, you can't blame us."

Seeing that his eyes were full of fear, Xin Han thought that he did not lie, so he put down his knife: "Okay, since he knows where Liang Ziweng is, there is no need to take action against you."

A few thugs quickly knelt down and thanked.

However, Xin Han did not rush to look for it, but asked, "I ask you, what evil things did Liang Ziweng do on weekdays, which makes you so scared?"

A thug knelt down and said, "There are not many evil things. If no one gets into trouble with him, there will be nothing wrong. However, the purchase and sale of ginseng and herbs within a hundred miles must be done after he sets rules. Otherwise, he will kill people, so we who rely on our backers dare not offend him."

Another person also said: "It's just that Mr. Liang has fallen in love with women recently. Yesterday I heard that he had snatched the old Jia family's daughter who had not left the house, but he was rescued by someone halfway."

Xin Han nodded. It seemed that Liang Ziweng had controlled the wild medicinal materials in Changbai Mountain. This was also a big business, but it was convenient for him to do his own business.

"Okay, get out of here. If you kill me, I'm afraid I'll get dirty. But don't let me know that you're lying, otherwise the sword will be cracked."

The people said repeatedly, "I dare not!" They ran away in a panic.

Xin Han flew north twenty miles as the few people said, and suddenly saw a mountain that was very majestic. The top of the peak was covered with thick snow, but the mountainside was lush and lush.

I used the power of thought to fly directly to the hillside, and quickly searched all over the mountain, and saw that there was a flat place on the south slope of the hillside. I built a few thatched huts, and it seemed that someone should live in it.

If those ruffians didn't lie, the owner of these huts would have a certain relationship with him even if they were not Liang Ziweng.

He fell down and used his light skills to run towards the hut. When he got closer, he heard an aggressive sound from the hut.

Xin Han walked over and looked at it, and saw a shiny bald man. He looked like a monk. He was holding a medicine sticking in a medicine jar with his back towards the window, and muttering something while pounding the medicine. There was also an iron mill next to him.

Xin Han shook his head and turned around and left. The monk could not be Liang Ziweng anymore. He planned to see if there were anyone in the other huts.

But as soon as he took two steps, he walked back with a strange expression on his face.

What do you think? His ears are amazing. He clearly heard the monk who was pounding medicine and muttering in a low voice while pounding medicine: "Stinky beggar, Hong Qi, let you pull my hair and make me bald. When I, Liang Ziweng, develop the medicine snake and drink the snake blood, I will definitely pull out all your hair and beard. I have avenged today."

Xin Han remembers that in the original work, Liang Ziweng believed in the evil saying of collecting yin and replenishing yang, so he found many virgins to destroy their bodies and said that they could live forever.

As a result, he was taken by Hong Qigong, beat him hard, pulled out his white hair, forced him to send the girls home, and asked him to make a great vow that he would not have such evil deeds in the future. If he was caught by Qigong again, he would be unable to survive and die.

I think this drama should be here.

He held back his laughter and pushed the door in. When the sound of the door opening alarmed Liang Ziweng. The guy immediately lay on the ground with a burst of energy: "Qian Gong, I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again. I just said that I was playing and practicing verbalism. You, the old man, spared me this time, and I will never dare to do it again next time."

He spoke very fast, and in just a few breaths he said all the words begging for mercy. It seemed that he was scared by Hong Qigong. These words were originally in his mind, and they naturally blurted out during the crisis and turned into instinct.

Xin Han laughed: "You are Liang Ziweng? You don't have to give such a big gift when you first meet!"

He found that Liang Ziweng did not look old and seemed to be in his forties. He remembered that this was twenty years before Liang Ziweng encountered Guo Jing, and his talent was not old in middle age.

When Liang Ziweng heard that his voice was not Hong Qigong, he immediately felt like a ball that was only deflated. He breathed a sigh of relief and his body relaxed. He looked like he was really frightened by Hong Qigong.

Xin Han shook his head and smiled, "I'm telling you what you are, I'll scare you so much after getting Hong Qigong pulled his hair. How could you be in the world?"

Liang Ziweng smiled bitterly and said, "You don't know, that old Qi Gong, there are many ways to mess with people?" He wanted to say that the old beggar Huazi suddenly remembered Hong Qi's power and changed it to a respectful title.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he realized: "No, who are you? How do you know about me?"

Xin Han smiled and said, "I just heard that you forced a robbery of a young woman yesterday, but he was rescued and taught you a lesson, so let's take a look."

A fierce light flashed in Liang Ziweng's eyes. When he heard that Xin Han had nothing to do with Hong Qigong, he naturally put down his concerns, stood up and walked to the window to visit left and right, and listened carefully.

It was not until the end that he was sure that no one was allowed to smile fiercely at Xin Han: "Boy, how could I let this matter spread to the world? You deserve to be unlucky. Come here to make me vent your anger. Don't you know that this Changbai Mountain Yi Belt is my Liang Ziweng's territory, and you dare to come to your door to die?"

He said with a grin and started suddenly. Even though his body was extremely flexible, he had already reached the front, and his fist hit Xin Han's heart.

Liang Ziweng used a wild fox fist that imitated the preying action of foxes in the snow. His movements were very fast and his shooting angle was extremely tricky. He was famous in Changbai.

He thought he could punch this young man of unknown origin, but he didn't expect Xin Han to take action like lightning. He bent his middle finger and knocked his head down with a loud bang.

The Liang Ziweng said, hugging his head and retreated quickly, and then he couldn't help but screamed in surprise.

Xin Han looked at him with a smile. After a while, Liang Ziweng finally stopped the pain and raised his eyes and stared at him viciously.

I saw that on his shiny bald head, a red and swollen package was like a horn that was stuck up.

Liang Ziweng said angrily: "Who are you, boy?"

Xin Han smiled and said, "I'm just passing by!"

Liang Ziweng's eyes turned: "This young man, I don't know where I offended you. I have five hundred years old ginseng here. Why don't you give it to you? Just treat it as a plea?"

He said that he was trying to get medicine from the medicine cabinet next to him. When he walked past Xin Han, he suddenly flew up and kicked him hard.

Xin Han smiled and shook his head, and with one hand, the guy turned his direction in the air and took the initiative to loosen his bald head.

Xin Han knocked his head again, and Liang Ziweng suddenly let out a scream, and then he fell to the ground and rolled all over the ground.

This time, the guy calmed down after a cup of tea. He protected his head with both hands, but wanted to touch it but didn't dare to touch it.
Chapter completed!