The old village chief was doubtful about the matter of spiritual message transmission.
But the woodshed was indeed shrouded in a terrifying aura, and even the vigorous young men could not get in. Naturally, there was no way to get the young man of unknown origin out.
As news spreads, rumors will spread. The more time goes by, the more evil it becomes. Almost all the villagers in Hongmiao Village regard Li Dacheng's home as a restricted area. As for the woodshed where Ye Feng is located, everyone talks about it and their expressions change.
Some people said that the boy was full of ominous things and would bring disaster to the village.
Some people also say that the reason why the woodshed cannot be entered is because of evil spirits.
There are different opinions in the village, but since that day, even Li Dacheng has been unable to enter the woodshed.
The murderous aura inspired by Ye Feng's murderous heart, because he himself was in an extremely weak state, actually had no real offensive power.
But ordinary people cannot withstand the erosion of murderous intent, not to mention the murderous intent released by Ye Feng, which would make even a strong man in the Martial Emperor realm tremble with fear.
Ye Feng had no choice but to seal off the firewood shed with murderous intent. It was revered as a taboo by the people in the village, so he could rest in peace and recuperate from his injuries.
Fortunately, the sequelae of forcibly activating the power of creation and madness are indeed severe, but his physical body, which has been tempered by the power of chaos, is not a vegetarian. Coupled with the incredible recovery ability of the heaven-defying creation skill, as long as he is given a period of
With time, you can almost recover.
The vitality of heaven and earth is relatively thin in the place where Hongmiao Village is located. Fortunately, the heaven-capturing cauldron in Ye Fengzi's mansion has stored tremendous energy, which is enough for him to recover what he needs.
"If the Vine Demon King knew that when she summoned thunder to kill me, a large amount of the power of thunder and lightning was devoured and stored in my body to recover my injuries, I'm afraid it would vomit three liters of blood, right?"
Ye Feng thought with amusement in his heart, and immediately concentrated on running his skills, drawing energy from the Heaven-Seizing Cauldron and transforming it into the power of chaos to recover from his injuries.
It is difficult to recover from the trauma of the soul. If you use the dual cultivation technique of creation, you can recover faster. However, the soul of creation falls into a deep sleep, and Ye Feng can only rely on himself. Fortunately, the secret method of nourishing the soul is recorded in the chapter of creation.
Three days have passed in the blink of an eye. The recovery progress of the void soul is very slow, but the recovery of the physical body is relatively objective. The cracked and hideous wounds on the body gradually healed, leaving only blurred scars that are difficult to see with the naked eye.
On this day, Hongmiao Village was once again in a state of chaos after he was carried into the village.
The ground shook, dust flew up, and several Qinglin horses with scaly heads and thick limbs rushed into Hongmiao Village unscrupulously.
The villagers panicked and hid in their yards one after another. They saw people sitting on the backs of the Qinglin horses, stopping and spinning in circles in the open space in the center of the village.
"Is there anyone who can speak?" A burly man with a handsome face spoke loudly, his voice roaring like a bell, causing the shaking eardrums of the people in the village to sting, and some of the timid ones were even more frightened.
He sat down on the ground, his legs trembling.
Some children were also frightened, the village became chaotic, and the sounds of crying children could be heard from many villagers' homes.
The villagers were silent and did not dare to say anything. No one knew where these people came from or why they came to the village.
"Luo Shi, can you please lower your voice?" A middle-aged man with a beard who looked like a scribe frowned.
"Hey, I'm afraid these villagers won't hear me." The strong man named Luo Shi grinned.
The old village chief walked out followed by several young men. The Qinglin horse snorted and its scarlet eyes had a hint of ferocity, which made the old village chief tremble with fear.
"I am the village chief of Hongmiao Village. I wonder what these experts are doing?" the old village chief asked with some respect.
"You're welcome, old man. A few of us want to ask if there is a man named Li Dacheng in your Hongmiao Village?" the middle-aged scribe-like man asked in a gentle voice.
Hearing this, the old village chief couldn't help but feel nervous. His first reaction was to think of the young man who was carried back by Li Dacheng and others three days ago.
"Old man, let me ask you a question. Is there anyone like Li Dacheng in your village?" Luo Shi asked coldly.
…
Li Dacheng happened to be at home at the moment. When these people riding Qinglin horses rushed into the village, he had a bad feeling.
When the other party asked the old village chief if he existed in Hongmiao Village, he secretly wondered about the origin of the disaster.
There is a Xinhe Town more than 20 miles away from Hongmiao Village. Sixteen years ago, he made a name for himself in the town when he was young. He was once a leader of the Crescent Gang. In addition to the Crescent Gang, there was also Shahe
Gang, the two major gangs often fight endlessly, and fighting each other is also a common thing.
After Li Dacheng's cultivation was deposed, he quietly retired, and only a few people knew his whereabouts at that time.
"Could it be my enemy in Xinhe Town? More than ten years have passed, why are you looking for me?" Li Dacheng felt a little flustered.
There is no one who participates in gang fights without blood on his hands. As the leader of the gang, Li Dacheng had a lot of lives on his hands, so it was normal to have enemies.
But what puzzled him was that more than ten years had passed. Logically speaking, if there were enemies, they would have come to his door long ago.
"To tell you what some experts have said, there is no one like Li Dacheng in Hongmiao Village." The old village chief was a very upright man, and he denied it outright.
"Old man, you're lying!" Luo Shi shouted angrily. He sat down and the Qinglin horse raised its front hooves and neighed, scaring the old village chief and several young men so much that they stepped back and sat down on the ground.
"Brother, why does this kind of problem need to be so troublesome?"
A woman with a sword hanging from her waist sneered and jumped into a nearby house. Then she heard screams. The woman was wearing a black gauze skirt and carrying a young boy from the house.
walked out.
"Let my child go, please let my child go..."
The boy's parents chased him out, knelt in front of the woman in the black dress and kowtowed.
The woman in the black dress had no expression on her face and said coldly: "Let me ask you if there is a person like Li Dacheng in the village."
The old village chief suddenly felt flustered and secretly thought something was wrong. The villager and his wife quickly said, "Yes, it's the third family over there!"
In order to save their children, they had no choice but to surrender Li Dacheng.
"You bastard old man, how dare you lie to your grandpa Luo!" Luo Shi was furious when he heard this. He pulled out his long knife with a clang and was about to kill the old village chief.
"stop!"
At this moment, a loud shout came. Naturally, Li Dacheng could not just sit idly by and watch the old village chief's life in danger.
He walked out of his house with a big bow on his back and a hunting knife that shone with cold light in his hand.
"Hey, here comes someone who is not afraid of death." Luo Shi laughed ferociously, and continued to slash the old village chief's head with the long knife in his hand.
Whoosh!
An arrow flew out and hit the long knife in Luo Shi's hand with a clang. The violent collision only managed to deflect the long knife a little. Although it did not chop off the head of the old village chief, the blade was still in the old village.
A wound was cut on the long chest, and blood flowed out.
The old village chief was already old. He groaned in severe pain and passed out.
The young men in the nearby villages were so frightened that they shivered, their legs swayed, and they almost peed their pants.
It was obvious that these people from Qinglin Horse came with bad intentions. Although they did not kill people randomly when they entered the village, they did not take the lives of ordinary people seriously.
"Are you Li Dacheng?" The middle-aged scholar man in the lead raised his eyes and said, "You are really good at archery."
"Since the person you are looking for is me, don't hurt innocent people!" Li Dacheng held a big bow. It was he who shot an arrow just now and narrowly saved the life of the old village chief.
"He's quite a man."
A smile appeared on the corner of the middle-aged scribe's mouth. He raised his hand and several people behind him immediately rode on horseback and headed straight for Li Dacheng.
"Hey, I heard that you, Li Dacheng, were once the number one master among the New Moon Gang's hall leaders. Let me give you Grandpa Luo a try!"
Luo Shi galloped on his horse, with dust flying behind him. He raised the steel knife in his hand and struck at Li Dacheng.
Clang!
Li Dacheng raised his hunting knife to block, and a huge force was transmitted to him, causing him to fly backwards, smash through the courtyard door, and fall into the yard. The hunting knife in his hand also broke inch by inch, and the tiger's mouth was full of blood.
"Does Hall Master Li only have this much strength? Nothing more than that." Luo Shi sneered, unyielding when he was in power.
Li Dacheng's face was gloomy. If his cultivation had not been abolished, how could he have ended up in such a situation?
After listening to the other party's words, it was not difficult for Li Dacheng to guess that these people were gang members from Xinhe Town, and they were not good people.
boom!
Seven or eight people from the other side rode through the courtyard gate, rushed in, formed a circle, and surrounded Li Dacheng.
"Who are you? I, Li Dacheng, have nothing to do with the Crescent Gang anymore." Li Dacheng clenched the hunting knife that broke into two pieces in his hand and asked cautiously and solemnly.
"Now the Crescent Gang has been wiped out by our Shahe Gang." Luo Shi sneered.
"Luo Youzhi, the leader of the Xiasha River Clan, came to see you, Li Dacheng, this time. He has something to ask you," the middle-aged scribe said.
"What's up?"
"The chief helmsman of the Crescent Gang was destroyed by our Shahe Gang, and he captured the leader of the Crescent Gang. From his mouth, Luo learned that you, Li Dacheng, had a treasure map in your hand?" Luo Youzhi asked in a deep voice.
"What treasure map? I, Li Dacheng, am just a useless person. I don't understand what the treasure map you are talking about is. How could there be one?" Li Dacheng shook his head in denial.
"Li Dacheng, you'd better hand over the treasure map honestly, otherwise the knife in Grandpa Luo Shi's hand will turn against you!" Luo Shi immediately threatened.
"I really don't have any treasure maps. I don't believe you can search me or my home."
"Believe it or not, I slashed you with a knife?" Luo Shi shouted angrily, the blade of the knife radiating cold light.
"It's useless even if you kill me. I really don't have any treasures."
The leader, Luo Youzhi, frowned. Li Dacheng didn't look like he was lying. The Crescent Gang leader naturally told the story about the treasure map to save his life. Maybe it was a lie he made up.
But Luo Youzhi felt that it was more likely that Li Dacheng had a treasure map in his hand, because the leader of the New Moon Gang was still imprisoned in a hidden place by him. If he dared to lie to him, wouldn't he be seeking death?
At this moment, Luo Youzhi noticed that in a room not far away, Li Dacheng's wife and daughter were looking here in silence.
"Li Dacheng, your daughter is quite beautiful." Luo Youzhi suddenly said with a smile.
When Li Dacheng heard this, his expression suddenly changed.
Luo Shi on the side sneered, and jumped off the Qinglin Horse with a playful expression.
"Li Dacheng, I'll give you one last chance. If you hand over the treasure map, our brothers will definitely not embarrass you. But if you lie to us, or you really don't have the treasure map in your hand..." Luo Youzhi said
At this point, anyone can hear the threat.
"Hey, by the way, I haven't eaten meat for a few days. Do you guys want to play together?" Luo Shi rubbed his hands, narrowed his eyes and smiled at the other companions.
"The little girl has delicate skin and tender flesh. She is afraid that if she is not played with, she will die before she has enough fun." A man with an obscene appearance shamelessly echoed.