It's obviously called "Headless", but why is there only one head left in the end?
The people in the middle passage looked at the headless head and thought of such a sentence for no reason.
The huge, glaring head rolled to the ground and went down the hillside, then turned into a ghost flower and exploded in the night.
The man in the middle passage blinked, okay, now he is really leaderless.
"Ta, tap"
Thinking of the steady footsteps in front of him, the person in the middle passage suddenly came back to his senses and thought of his current situation. If not, he would soon be able to meet Wu Zui again!
However, since I am a human being, I may become a ghost when I die. If I am a leaderless person, I am a ghost. What will happen if I die?
"Hello, who are you? What do you want to do in Xiaoqingshan?"
While the man in the middle passage was thinking wildly, Jiang Chou had already walked up to him, looked at him and asked very politely.
The people in the middle passage were stunned for a moment, and then they were ecstatic. The corners of their mouths couldn't stop cracking, but the injuries on their chests were involved, and they eventually turned into grins.
Jiang Chou doesn’t know me!
Hahaha!!!
Hiss...it hurts...
The people in the middle passage were just about to muddle through when they heard several voices suddenly reappear in their minds.
Yang Ke: "Master, I died so miserably, I didn't even have any scum left..."
Wu Yong: "Master, I was killed by Jiang Chou for the Zhongtong Sect. Now he is in front of you. Is the master just trying to escape like this?!"
Bu San: "That sword hurt so much!!! Help me... take revenge!"
The man in the middle passage suddenly froze with his half-opened mouth.
The next moment, he slapped the three figures in his head away with three palms, and showed a pious smile towards Jiang Chou.
"This... this little Taoist priest, I'm just a wandering Taoist. I happen to be passing by here. I don't know anything. Don't... don't kill me..."
Just kidding, after seeing Jiang Chou's sword, Bu San and the other two could only talk in their minds. Any hesitation in his heart that would give in to others in the middle passage would be disrespect for his own life!
As he said that, the man in the middle passage reluctantly stood up and ran down the mountain with one step at a time.
"Your injury..." Jiang Chou wanted to say that after suffering such a serious injury, he really didn't need to go to Xiaoqingguan to recuperate for a few days?
"This... small injury is nothing to mention! Puff puff..."
The person in the middle passage turned around while running, with smiles in his eyes, and even raised his hand to hammer his chest to show that he could bear it, but he spurted several more mouthfuls of blood.
Jiang Chou: "..."
Soon, the people in the middle passage disappeared into the night.
Jiang Chou stood for a while, thinking that Old Taoist Jun Jue was indeed right. He still had too little experience. Sure enough, there were all kinds of people in the outside world.
Without thinking any more, Jiang Chou went to the countryside along the mountain road, and soon came to the woods he passed by the last time he caught Huang Lao Yao.
According to Jun Jue, the soil quality here is very high and is suitable for cultivating a spiritual field. Jiang Chou's purpose of coming here tonight is to detect the specific extent of this soil and to confirm whether there are ready-made water sources around it.
Pass.
The night got deeper and deeper, and Jiang Chou moved quickly.
When he stopped, he was very excited to confirm that the spiritual field was actually about five acres, and there was a small stream on the top of the mountain not far to the west of the spiritual field, so it was not difficult to divert water.
The only problem is that due to the abundant spiritual energy in the spiritual field, the weeds on this land are very lush, and it is quite troublesome to clear them away.
"Hmm... It just so happens that Huang, the youngest, has nothing to do... He is also familiar with this terrain..."
In the gym, Huang Lao Yao, who was sleeping soundly with his belly up and bathing in the moonlight, suddenly sneezed and muttered twice in his sleep.
Jiang Chou nodded slightly. In this way, Xiao Qingguan would have another stable income besides the incense money!
Although Xiao Qingguan's popularity is good now, Jiang Chou knows that it is all for his own sake, but how can something like appearance last forever?!
Even if his invincible appearance could remain unchanged forever, Jiang Chou didn't want to make money just by relying on his face.
Farming is what people should do!
Only by being down-to-earth can you feel at ease!
…
The next day, the expansion project of Xiaoqingguan began with great fanfare.
Chonglou continues to receive pilgrims, Chu Yingying has her own work, Junjue Laodao is responsible for supervising the overall progress of the expansion project, and Huang Laoyao...is responsible for weeding.
As for Jiang Chou, he took 50,000 taels from Tang Qi Gongzi and asked him to stay in Xiaoqingguan without doing anything. He felt uneasy, so in the next few days, he took 10,000 volumes of books to Qinghe County.
I did a lot of exploring within the area.
While exploring, he was consolidating his sword-wielding skills.
Shen Gong has no clue for the time being, but he accidentally discovered a new skill that can increase the power of his sword control to a new level!
That is, remote tracking and guidance sword control!
When Wanjuanshu existed in his body, Jiang Chou had the highest level of investigative ability. As long as anyone or anything could be known by Wanjuanshu, as long as it was within the range of Jiang Chou's sword control, he could sit down and directly
Draw your sword and kill with precision!
Currently, according to Jiang Chou's preliminary tests, there is no problem with his sword covering the entire Qinghe County.
Even if the target notices that the swordsmanship begins to move, Jiang Chou can change its position based on the real-time information fed back by Wanjuanshu, achieving perfect tracking effect!
In other words, if he wanted to kill Bu San at this time, he could sit directly in Xiaoqing Temple and lock Bu San's position with Wanjuan Shu, and he could just strike out with a sword and kill the Japanese from 800 miles away... No.
, Bu San’s head!!
It’s convenient and fast without leaving home.
Although no one has experienced it yet, Jiang Chou feels that it must be very useful.
It's a pity that there is no chance to use it now.
…
In Qinghe County, deep inside the house where Yang Chusheng lives.
Three sticks of incense curled up into smoke, and Yang Chusheng stood respectfully in front of the smoke, waiting for the adult to appear.
Three wisps of smoke slowly gathered together in mid-air, and an indistinct face appeared vaguely. It could only be distinguished that the other person must be an old man.
"My subordinate, Yang Chusheng, has met your Excellency."
Yang Chusheng said respectfully.
"Yeah." The hoarse voice said, "I heard that the little Taoist priest has been doing well recently."
The old man's voice didn't have many ups and downs, but when Yang Chusheng heard it, it was like a thunderbolt. Cold sweat suddenly flowed, and he knelt down with a "pop" and said in a trembling voice: "It's my subordinate's suddenness. I didn't expect that it would pass."
The door is full of rubbish, and even this little thing can't be handled well, but it actually makes the little Qingguan run rampant."
"Don't worry, sir. I will personally take action next and make sure not to give Xiao Qingguan another chance!"
"My subordinates even heard that the little Taoist named Jiang actually wants to be independent from the Zhongtong Sect. I really don't know how high the heaven and earth are!"
"When my subordinates kill the little Taoist priest, Zhongtongmen...I will also give you an explanation!"
Yang Chusheng said a lot in one breath, but he felt that most of his strength had gone away. He was trembling and lowered his head without daring to raise his head.
Just when he thought the adults would let him do his work as usual, he seemed to notice that the old man in the smoke looked up at him.
For a moment, Yang Chusheng felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar and did not dare to move at all.
The old man's confused voice came from the smoke.
"Chu Sheng, did you misunderstand something? I...never said I wanted you to take the life of the little Taoist priest, right?" This chapter has been completed!