Chapter 7 Dung Bucket

Leng Jiang is definitely a figure with a head and a face in this area, and the reason is that his sevenfold cultivation in the Qi refining period not only brings him strength and status, but also has many abilities, such as entry-level light skills.

At the moment when he lost the support under his feet, Leng Jiang knew that he had landed, and the seemingly solid ground was actually just a layer of straw mats covered with turf, and it was impossible to withstand the weight of an adult.

However, at the moment of his misfall, he saw that there was a thick branch that served as a keel under the straw mat, and he couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised, although his light skills were still 108,000 miles away from crossing the river with a reed, but it was more than enough to deal with this small trap.

What he is afraid of is where there is no leverage.

So, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he easily grabbed the branch that was the thickness of his small arm, a confident smile appeared on Leng Jiang's face, his arm exerted a slight force, and he was about to bounce out, the thick branch made an overwhelming squeak, Leng Jiang's face changed, and as far as the eye could see, a sawn opening was getting bigger......

"Damn!" Leng Jiang gasped suddenly, trying his best to lift his breath, using the true qi in his body to reduce his own weight, seeing that the mouth did not continue to expand, Leng Jiang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and suddenly a puff of sand and soil rushed in, not only was he confused, but even his mouth and nostrils were drilled into a lot.

What's it like to eat a mouth full of dirt and sand?

I saw that the breath that Leng Jiang raised, in a burst of coughing, exhaled directly, blowing out a puff of smoke.

"......"

Leng Jiang scolded very briefly, and even coughed only half a sound, and then let out a miserable howl of "Ahhh

He was confused, his vision became extremely blurry, and in a hurry he saw only one place under his feet that looked like dirt, but the color was a little different, as if it was a scab, a bit like the hardened surface of the mire, I didn't know if it was hard enough, but he had no choice but to try his best to fall in that direction.

"Bah..."

Unexpectedly, Leng Jiang's waist fell directly into the mud, but his feet had not yet fallen to the ground, he couldn't help but secretly congratulate himself that he was not too pampered in his usual life, and he could still take a breath in a hurry, otherwise his tall body would definitely be a mud cow into the sea, just... Why is it so hot? Why does this mud tan look so disgusting? It's getting hotter and hotter, ah, it's so hot!

Leng Jiang screamed "ah", gasped a breath of cold air, and a strong smell rushed into the nasal cavity, as if sticky glue could not be dispersed, and the brain of the rush hurt, and he instantly understood, what kind of quagmire is this, this is a big dung pit!

The memory flashed in Leng Jiang's mind, and he immediately recognized that this area had not been inhabited for decades, and the dung pit was surrounded by wild grass, and the rain and the like continued to flow in, so that the dung pit that had been abandoned for several years did not dry up, and the summer at this time made it grow stronger, and it was artificially covered and sealed, so that it was always in the stage of quiet fermentation, and the heat generated in it did not boil, but there were also seventy or eighty degrees, which can be withstood by the body of a person who has not yet built a foundation?

"Ah...... Despicable and shameless, Lao Tzu will not let you go!"

Leng Jiang is like a frog thrown into hot water, dancing and struggling desperately, but this dung pit and quagmire is a truth, the more you struggle, the faster it sinks, as if it is caught in the float of a big fish, it slowly falls...

"What's so terrifying? It can't be that Leng Ye is going to end up that kid, right? haha..."

"Who is Master Leng ? The Qi Refining Period is sevenfold, and this area is almost an invincible existence!"

"Isn't that right... It sounded ...... Why are you so much like Master Leng?"

A group of subordinates speculated, Qiu Feng frowned when he heard this, and suddenly his eyes widened, and he ran towards the predetermined encirclement location.

These subordinates saw that the signs were wrong, and they also followed, but just near the edge of the pit, they were almost smoked by the strong smell, but when they saw that Leng Jiang only had a head and a pair of arms squirming weakly above, they all held back, and they all wanted to go over in a hurry, but they were planted in a puff, and suddenly they screamed.

At this time, people found out that this pit was much bigger than they imagined, at least three feet in circumference!

After a stunned effort, Leng Jiang's mouth and nose had been submerged, and he was bubbling up, and it seemed that he no longer had the ability to "dung bucket".

Suddenly, Leng Jiang wailed unwillingly, squirted out a large mouthful of fecal water, and left the last sentence: "Lao Tzu...... It's not going to be a ghost...... Spare ......"

"Brother Leng!" Hearing Leng Jiang's unwilling last words, the bald head and green tendons of Qiu Feng were furious, but fortunately, one of his subordinates was clever, and he still had the usual work tools on his body, that is, an iron fork, which was directly bent, connected to the belt, made a hook rope, and hurriedly threw it down, and when he pulled, the iron hook directly hooked Leng Jiang's shoulder.

I can't care about that much, even if I am hooked, it is better than being drowned in dung, a few of my subordinates have enough strength to start pulling as if pulling a turnip, even Qiu Feng also helped the handle, but a group of people fell to the ground with a bang, the hook was pulled and flew back, fell to the ground, and there was a large piece of meat hanging on it, which reminded one of the subordinates of the hand-torn flesh and bone that he had eaten during the Chinese New Year the year before...

"Oh——!" Some people vomited on the spot, and the rest of them panicked away.

The fermented dung, coupled with the taste of steamed human meat, is sour and refreshing, but I am afraid that not many people can taste it.

Qiu Feng's forehead and muscles jumped up, and he quickly held his breath, which was able to resist.

Then, Qiu Feng cautiously approached the big pit, and watched with a gloomy face as Leng Jiang's fingertips were submerged in the dung water.

"If you don't take revenge, you're in vain!" Qiu Feng shouted.

"Feng Ye is right!"

"Feng Ye is righteous!"

It's just that in the past, this was a very morale-boosting move and winning people's hearts, but at this time, the response was sparse, there was no way, even Qiu Feng felt that he should understand.

He nodded to everyone as a sign of encouragement, then turned to look at the big pit and shouted, "Li Haitao, don't be afraid, there is Master Feng here, I will be able to save you!"

Qiu Feng wanted to throw the hook rope, but was stopped by a subordinate standing beside him, "Master Qiu, he is also familiar." ”

Qiu Feng was stunned for a moment, and gritted his teeth unwillingly: "No, I am the brother of his helper, then he is also my brother, my purpose of life is to not abandon or give up on my brother, how can I watch him die?"

As he spoke, his eyes were already red, and he rubbed his bald head vigorously, looking very sad.

Several of Qiu Feng's henchmen around him suddenly felt embarrassed, it stands to reason that this person must be completely abolished, but the main thing to help is the hearts of the people, the hearts of those who are still alive, there is no way.

"Li Haitao, Li Haitao, it's just that you help the leader carelessly, you are too impulsive, my brother has no other ability, so I will give you a ride......" One of his subordinates quietly threw out his iron fork while he was silently thinking in his heart.

In fact, this subordinate is still saved, and in his consciousness he also feels that he needs to rescue it again, but his legs are almost useless, even if he is rescued, there is no way to go to the garbage mountain to collect valuable materials, but also to waste food, and even precious medicines, which is equivalent to robbing the jobs of healthy people, so these subordinates will never save him, and Qiu Feng does not want a waste subordinate, so the two sides coincided and happily reached a tacit understanding.

It's just that no one said it, but everyone understands that this is the reality, even if it is a bitter and barren place, life is still like a play, all relying on acting skills, and the subordinates still admire Qiu Feng's tears that are about to fall.

Leng Jiang died, Qiu Feng became the sole leader of the two gangs, he knew that as long as it was done, he could enjoy all the benefits brought by the alchemy furnace alone, so he wiped his eyes and swore an oath: "Brothers, for the sake of Brother Leng's death, I will definitely clear the corpse and throw it into the dung pit to wash away Brother Leng's grievances!"

"Master Qiu, we all listen to you!"

"Okay!" Qiu Feng nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand: "Go, keep chasing!"

After they left, several waves of people hurried by, except for the traces of the mixture, there was no trace of Leng Jiang and his men in the pit, of course, even if there were footprints and other traces next to it, no one cared about what had happened here, they had only one purpose, and they would not delay the trip because of these.

After these people, a stout figure came out, it was Ma Hongjiang, he stood on the edge of the pit, raised his hand to rub his chin, was silent for a moment, suddenly smiled, and pointed to the dung pit with his hand: "Sure enough, it developed according to my expectations... Leng Jiang, Leng Jiang, you have been fighting for half your life, and in the end you ended up like this, isn't it an ordinary life, do you still want to fight Lao Tzu's idea? How do you compare with me? You drowned in the dung pit, and Lao Tzu was still laughing on the side, wait, Lao Tzu wants to watch you people, one by one to be played to death, when the time comes..."

He rolled his eyes and laughed again.