Head?

Zhang Hu and Zhao Long turned their heads sharply and looked into the river.

In the river, a human head with loose hair floated in the water, and its pale but somewhat rotten face was faintly visible.

The old Xu Tou of the tea stall also saw this scene.

Even if he has seen this kind of thing too much, his expression sank at the moment, and his brows furrowed.

The water used to make the tea comes from the Lanshui River, and now there are rotten human heads, and I am afraid that this water will not be usable for several days.

It's not that I'm afraid of smell.

The water of the Lanshui River is flowing, and even if it has a smell, it flows away quickly.

What's more, it is common for there to be dead pigs and some dead small animals in this Lanshui River.

It's not uncommon for people to die.

A month ago, someone died near Linghua Street upstream.

I don't know if it was drowned or drowned, but after the county government came, the matter was over.

Old Xu Tou didn't care about these things, he was worried that after the matter was rumored, no one would drink the tea he brewed anymore, which would affect his business.

Although the tea money is small, it is the only source of income for him and his wife.

When Zhang Hu saw the human heads in the river below, he was shocked, and immediately said: "Da Zhuang, go down and catch it!" ”

"Huh? I? Wang Dazhuang's face twitched, and he suddenly had a bitter face.

"It's not you, it's me?"

Zhang Hu clenched his fists and glared and snorted.

Wang Dazhuang saw Zhang Hu holding a casserole-sized fist, and the green tendons on it were rising, and he couldn't help but shrink his head.

He was really afraid that this stupid big man would smash his fist into his head, after all, Zhang Hu, the turtle grandson, had not done this before.

glanced at Zhao Long, but seeing Zhao Long's face that seemed to be smiling, Wang Dazhuang swallowed his words again.

This guy isn't a good bird either, it's very insidious!

It's only me, Wang Dazhuang, who is bright and upright...... Alas~ how could I be in the same boat with these two things.

Wang Dazhuang had no choice but to take off his coat and put on only one pants, jumped into the river, and swam in front of the head.

A fishy smell clearly rushed into his nostrils, almost making him vomit the tea he had just drunk.

But thinking that the tea I just drank was probably boiled in the Lanshui River, my heart was even more disgusting.

"Damn, I'll never drink Lao Xutou's tea again!"

Wang Dazhuang endured his nausea, grabbed the hair of the human head, and swam towards the shore.

With the arrival of Wang Dazhuang, the fishy smell became more and more intense.

The main thing is that the human head is badly rotten.

Fortunately, Zhao Long found a piece of blue cloth and asked Wang Dazhuang to wrap the human head in the water and then lift it up.

Otherwise, some of the carrion on it is likely to fall off the human head.

Although the human head was rotten, from some characteristics, it was vaguely clear that it should be a woman.

However, they can only barely distinguish this, and if they go further, such as age, real appearance, etc., then they don't know.

Seeing that Wang Dazhuang was dressed, Zhang Hu said: "Da Zhuang, just take your hand, take the head back to the patrol room, and wait for Lord Ji Rong to come back to investigate." ”

Wang Dazhuang rolled his eyes, but when he saw Zhang Hu's burly head and thick fists, he exhaled helplessly.

But Zhang Hu's next sentence made his unhappiness disappear.

"Go back and drink with me at night, go and get lucky."

"Howler!"

Wang Dazhuang happily lifted the head, and the three of them walked quickly towards the patrol room.

……

Patrol room.

In the courtyard, Jiang Changkong was still wielding his sword.

There are no distractions.

Because at this moment, he felt that the swing of the sword had reached some kind of critical moment.

It's a mysterious.

…… The 496th sword!

Four hundred and ninety-seven swords!

Four hundred and ninety-eight swords!

499 Sword!

The fifth hundredth sword!

Buzz –

As his five hundredth sword was fully swung, it was as if some kind of shackle had been opened, and a sky-high sword intent erupted from his body.

The whole person seems to have turned into a sharp sword, and the edge is exposed!

Zhang Hu, Zhao Long and Wang Dazhuang, who happened to come back, just arrived outside the gate of the courtyard, and they felt a sudden burst of sharp edge in the courtyard.

The three of them felt that they had been stabbed by countless swords, and their hearts suddenly trembled, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

Fortunately, this sword intent only lasted for a few breaths before disappearing.

The three of them opened their mouths and kept breathing, and the edge just now was like a thousand swords piercing their hearts, making the three of them almost suffocate.

"What's going on? I saw countless swords! ”

Wang Dazhuang glared and said with a pale face, "It's terrible, I feel like I've almost been killed!" ”

Zhang Hu and Zhao Long didn't speak, but the frightened expressions on their faces betrayed them.

They were scared just now, too.

At this moment, the courtyard door was opened, and Jiang Changkong, who was carrying a sword, stood at the door with a smile.

As soon as he comprehended the sword intent, he found that the range enveloped by the sword intent was the range he 'saw'.

Sword intent can be understood as an extension of his will.

It currently has a radius of almost twenty meters.

Within a radius of twenty meters, he could clearly 'see' anyone.

The performance of the three people outside the door just now all fell into his 'eyes'.

Seeing Jiang Changkong and feeling the sword intent aura on Jiang Changkong's body that had not yet dissipated, the three of them, even if they were stupid, knew that the extremely sharp edge just now had a close relationship with Jiang Changkong.

Zhang Hu is the strongest of the three, and his perception is also the strongest among the three.

He could see at a glance that Jiang Changkong had become different.

Strictly speaking, he found that Jiang Changkong had broken through!

"You...... Breakthrough? ”

Zhang Hu's eyes widened and he asked incredulously.

He still knows what kind of talent Jiang Changkong has.

With Jiang Changkong's martial arts foundation, it will take at least another two or three years of cultivation to break through.

Martial Dao Yipin, it is the forging realm of the first stage of martial arts, it looks simple, but it is the foundation, the foundation is not strong, and it cannot be broken through at all.

But now Jiang Changkong has broken through in such a short period of time!

Obviously, this should be related to the fact that he received Jiang Beili's pension.

With the silver, I bought a strong body and strengthened the foundation...... That's why he broke through to the second grade of martial arts so quickly.

But what he didn't expect the most was that Jiang Changkong's achievements in the way of the sword were so terrifying and intimidating!

With the strength of his second rank of martial arts, he actually felt that his life was out of control just now, as if Jiang Changkong could kill him with a single move.

Zhang Hu was both envious and shocked.

Zhao Long and Wang Dazhuang also stared in surprise.

Zhang Hu's inquiry should be eight or nine without ten, but the two of them are still unbelievable.

Especially Wang Dazhuang, who had just broken through to the second rank of martial arts three months ago, knew too well how difficult it was to forge the body realm, which was a stage of consolidating the foundation.

Jiang Changkong, who was thin and malnourished, had a foundation far inferior to him, how could he break through in such a short period of time?

Wang Dazhuang shook his lips and asked, "You, did you really break through?" ”

For the three of them, Jiang Changkong didn't hide it, smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Yes, just broke through." ”

Hearing that Jiang Changkong personally admitted that he had broken through to the second rank of martial arts, although the three of them had already guessed it, they still couldn't help but shrink their pupils fiercely.

Really!

He really broke through!

And the strength after the breakthrough is stronger than the average martial arts second grade!

The countless sword intent edges just now made them feel like they were falling into an ice cellar, and they felt that they could be killed by the other party anytime and anywhere.

It's just horrible!

At this moment, the three of them had already repositioned Jiang Changkong's position.

In this world, status is always linked to strength.

Just as a few people were talking, the smell of things in Wang Dazhuang's hands finally permeated.

Jiang Changkong's face suddenly changed, he took a few steps back, covered his nose and asked, "So stinky?" What is it? ”

Seeing Jiang Changkong retreating rapidly, the three of them came back to their senses.

Wang Dazhuang lifted the blue cloth package in his hand and said, "Human head...... Well, it's kind of rotten. ”

"Do you want to take a look?"

"Don't look!"

Jiang Changkong immediately refused.

What's there to see about a rotten human head? Why did you bring it back, I don't know if this thing stinks?

Zhang Hu said to Wang Dazhuang: "Don't make trouble, take it to the dungeon and freeze it, and wait for Master Ji to come back and make a decision." ”

Jiang Beili died, and there was no one to manage Nanping Town, so when Wei Fuguang left, Ji Rong temporarily managed it and became the temporary person in charge of several of them.

The big and small things that happened in Nanping Town need Ji Rong to adjudicate.

It's just that Ji Rong and Yue Guangsui left to investigate Jiang Bie's cause of death.

So, there is something that can only wait for him to come back.

"Yes."

Wang Dazhuang then entered the backyard and went down to the dungeon.

"Where did the head come from?"

Jiang Changkong asked curiously.

"Fished up from the Lanshui River." Zhang Hu said.

Perhaps because he saw Jiang Changkong's strength, Zhang Hu also deliberately said the previous situation, "That's the case, ...... at that time"

This scene made Zhao Long's heart move.

In the past, Zhang Hu would never be so polite to Jiang Changkong.

Just because he saw Jiang Changkong's strength, this attitude suddenly took a 180-degree turn, this person ...... It's so realistic!

Zhao Long immediately put on a smiling face, took Zhang Hu's words and said, "Yes, we were drinking herbal tea at Lao Xutou's side at that time......

Then he carefully explained what had happened.

The attitude of the three of them has changed, how can Jiang Changkong, who has been a person in two lives, not be able to see it.

I can't help but sigh in my heart, sure enough, only people who live at the bottom know how to survive better.

What face, what self-esteem, it's all shit.

For them, survival comes first at all times.

If it weren't for knowing that he had been recognized by the Demon Suppression Division, if it weren't for the fact that his strength had suddenly increased and surpassed them.

It is impossible for him to use Jiang Bieli's pension safely.

They will not be respected.

That's the reality.

Jiang Changkong didn't care.

This is the way of life of people living at the bottom, and it is also human nature, and it has nothing to do with right or wrong.

The trio froze the heads in the dungeon and left again.

They all knew that Jiang Changkong still had to cultivate, so no one asked Jiang Changkong to go on patrol together.

Jiang Changkong tidied up his clothes and opened the door to leave the courtyard.

……

……

More than half an hour later, Jiang Changkong returned.

He was carrying a small bag with four packets of strong body scatter in it.

It's just that these four packs of Zhuang Ti San are different from the previous Zhuang Ti San, they are intermediate Zhuang Ti San, and one pack costs fifty taels of silver.

Four packs is two hundred taels.

Jiang Changkong didn't have that much silver at all, and after removing the nine taels of silver from Zhang Hu and the three of them, as well as the expenses of the past few days, there were only one hundred and eighty-two taels left.

In the end, he bargained and bought four bags of silver for forty-five taels each, which was exactly one hundred and eighty taels.

At this point, his pocket once returned to the pre-liberation period, and he became a poor man again.

But Jiang Changkong didn't care.

The daughter is scattered and comes back, as long as the strength is improved, are you still afraid that you won't be able to think of a way to get silver?

He swung his sword again in the courtyard.

In the evening, Jiang Changkong, who was exhausted, ate the last big bowl of meat in the pot.

Feeling the flow of qi and blood in his body, his face was full of relief.

At the end of the day, the number of sword swings was close to fifteen hundred swords, and at this speed and according to the state of physical refinement, he felt that it would only take half a month to break through.

It is even possible that this time will be brought forward again.

Because he now has four packs of Intermediate Strong Body Powder.

Under the strengthening of the physical body, the number of swings of the sword will gradually increase.

With the increase in the number of sword swings, the sword element in the body is refining the bones and flesh all the time, which will make the physical fitness stronger and stronger.

This creates a virtuous circle.

in the tub.

Jiang Changkong poured into the Intermediate Zhuang Body Scatter, and the water turned green.

I took off my clothes, went into the bathtub to run the Sword Codex exercises, and began to absorb these medicinal liquids.

The tired cells of the body devour the energy hungry......

An hour passed in the blink of an eye.

The color of the liquid in the bath became lighter, and the energy was basically devoured clean.

Exhausted, Jiang Changkong stood up comfortably.

I took a shower and rested.

Cultivation should also pay attention to one piece and one relaxation, so as to get twice the result with half the effort.

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Jiang Changkong got up.

After a brief wash, he swung his sword again.

The qi and blood in the body constantly turned into sword yuan, rolling and moving, refining the physical body......

When the sun came out, he stopped.

Went out for breakfast.

After coming back, he said hello to Zhang Hu and the others, and rode to the town demon division of Qinghe County.