Half a month has passed since the haunting incident in Jiangfu, and everything in Jiangfu now seems relatively normal.

Jiang Heng still got up early in the morning as before, and began to work hard to cultivate iron armor.

Ming Wang Gong needs evil energy, although Jiang Heng killed a sneaky head and killed a zombie before, but the evil energy accumulated by killing two murderous creatures is still limited, just to let Ming Wang Gong get a little started.

But it also gave Jiang Heng a taste of sweetness, because every attack will carry a trace of evil energy, invisible and substantial, but this thing does not substantially improve the power of the fist.

However, once Jiang Heng was surprised to find that once he practiced boxing, the sounds of birds around him were gone, and the sound of cicadas stopped abruptly. Asked about the feelings of Xiao Rou Laifu next to him, and only felt that the momentum was very scary when practicing boxing.

Jiang Heng suddenly realized that this evil qi was equivalent to a spiritual attack, and it might be useful under certain circumstances.

Qiang!!

A wooden stick inlaid with iron nails smashed into Jiang Heng's chest, making a sound of gold and iron clashing.

"Good !!"

Jiang Heng was standing naked in the small courtyard at this time, and his body looked a little golden in the sunlight because of the layer of ointment applied to him.

The ointment was the third uncle's proposal, and Jiang Heng also thought it was good. Combined with the mysterious warm current in the body, it can play a role in repairing injuries at any time.

At this time, the small courtyard in Jiangheng seemed to have been transformed into a small school field, and several dart guys with sticks on the side were so tired that their eyes rolled their eyes.

A few more people swung their sticks and smashed them a few times, but they became more and more powerless.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?, is it because Young Master Ben didn't give you food!" Jiang Heng shouted dissatisfiedly, is this slow to give him a massage?

"Young Master... We just don't have the energy.... Your body is even stronger than this hundred calcined iron, and the little ones can't touch it!" said a fellow with a bitter face.

He was the strongest in the game, but he was also tired and sweating profusely.

At the same time, he pointed to the ground next to him, where there were still seven or eight tired dart buddies. These are all muscular and powerful dart guys, and they are all characters who can fight the bandits fiercely.

But now......

"Hmph! A group of useless waste, you can't even accompany Young Master Ben to practice, in the future, you will all practice martial arts with Young Master Ben, starting with Zamabu!" Jiang Heng frowned, gave this guy a slap, and directly slapped him on the ground.

Now Jiang Heng is under the cultivation of Iron Armor Gong and Ming Wang Gong, and his qi and blood are more than twice as strong as half a month ago, and at the same time, he has officially stepped into the ranks of the second grade of the Refining Power Realm. This casual blow is almost the strength of three bulls, and even a very light palm is not something that ordinary people can withstand.

Jiang Heng was a little unhappy, he had been practicing this iron armor skill for half a month, since he stepped into the realm of Xiaocheng five days ago, even with the help of the blows of others, the blessing of the mysterious warm current, but it still had little effect, and there was almost no progress.

It's easy to achieve a small success in this iron armor, but if you want to step into a big success from a young age, it's really not an ordinary slow.

Jiang Heng felt that he had to find some powerful sparring partners, and he would ask the third uncle later to see if the masters in the dart game were free, they were all practitioners, and the effect would be much stronger than these ordinary guys.

Jiang Heng felt that if he wanted to make the progress of the cultivation of Iron Armor Gong grow rapidly, at least he needed several martial artists with the power of half a bull to beat him together, and it was better to be able to have the power of a bull with a casual blow, and then he could continue to improve with the progress of his practice, depending on the situation, to increase the realm of the sparring partner....

"Let's go, brother, go out for a drink?"

"Don't go, I'm tired to death, the young master's strength has improved too fast recently, and his hands are almost useless today. ”

"Zhao Wu, I think your kid is dying, haven't you heard that the city has not been peaceful recently?"

Just as Jiang Heng was about to ask Xiao Rou to prepare a medicinal bath, he suddenly heard the whispered chatter of several departing guys in the distance.

Now Jiang Heng's hearing is also very amazing, and he can hear the voices of others clearly from a long distance, and he is listening to their conversation word for word at this time.

"Aren't all those accidents at night, what can happen if I go out for a drink and come back?"

"Anyway, you kid pay attention, the world is getting more and more peaceful now. I didn't stay overnight outside, there is a second young master in the Jiang family, we don't even have to be afraid of ghosts!"

"Yes, yes, yes! I heard that the house was haunted a few days ago, and it was the second young master who took action to solve it!"

"That's right, the second young master's strength is indeed terrifying, I think even the second master and the third master in this mansion are not the opponents of the second young master together with the master and the whole family in the dart game!"

“.....”

Jiang Heng laughed a little dumbly when he heard this.

"These old oilies who like to chew on the root of their tongues!"

Shaking his head, Jiang Heng's face became solemn again. With a wave of his hand, he summoned Xiao Rou over.

"Young Master!" Xiao Rou said softly.

"Have any strange things happened in the city lately?"

"Strange thing..... Yes, yes!" Xiao Rou nodded after a little thought.

"Young master, I heard that there have been strange deaths every day in the city recently, and I heard that the corpses that were found were incomplete, as if they had been gnawed by wild beasts, which was very scary!"

Hearing this, Jiang Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face was slightly gloomy.

"What can the government do?"

"No! A lot of people have reported to the authorities. But the government did not react. Saying that, Xiao Rou remembered something again, and suddenly puffed up her anger, "And many people think that the strange things in the city are caused by our Jiang family." They.... They said that it was our Jiang family's sneaky run out to harm everyone!"

Xiao Rouqi's little face turned red, and his face was indignant. Although she didn't know the specific situation that night, she also saw some from afar, and she knew that Jiang Heng had killed the dirty things in the house.

Jiang Heng frowned, how could this matter still make trouble for their Jiang family?

"Government ......"

Jiang Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, muttering to himself.

Jiang Heng, the official government of this world, also knows something from the mouths of the people in the palace and the books, and it stands to reason that people have been killed one after another, and the government ignores them.

And seeing that the other party ignored it, it seemed that he was planning to conceal it and not report it, which was even more criminal.

What does this Liu Xianzun have to rely on to be so fearless?

Thinking of Jiang Heng shaking his head, he didn't want to care about these for the time being, as long as this kind of grotesque thing didn't provoke Jiang Fu, Jiang Heng didn't want to pay attention to it now.

Now he only wants to concentrate on completely pushing the iron armor skill to the fullest, as for these troubles, let his cheap father go to the trouble.

Although it is said that killing the sneaky can get a lot of evil energy, before he figured out the specific division of strength between the sneaky, Jiang Heng wanted to try not to fight without fighting this kind of ghostly thing.

Who knows if the next encounter will be like the last time?

Since martial artists have a strong and weak realm, Jiang Heng doesn't think that there is no sneaky one.