Chapter 19: Ashamed into Anger (Part 1)

  Qin Yifan had been observing all along. Since that day when he saw the black figure, Qin Yifan heard the unfamiliar voice but couldn't shake off the feeling in his heart.

  What kind of person would help himself so much and be so familiar with his own thoughts, even knowing clearly the people he doesn't like? Although it's a common idea that everyone dislikes them, Qin Yifan has never shown any killing intent before. One reason he can tolerate these people being tyrannical this time is also to see if those people will have any problems if he doesn't show his killing intent.

  Started to suspect the old brother in the lake, but there was no evidence. In short, that person would not have malicious intentions towards himself and the people around him, this can be confirmed, but Qin Yifan still wanted to know who was helping him.

  As expected, nothing happened at first, but after Qin Yifan revealed his killing intent, someone else got into trouble. It should be related to Qin Yifan's thoughts in his heart. However, Qin Yifan still didn't show up this time, and it can be concluded that he is absolutely not a martial artist. Although I can use my martial arts freely here, wanting to make myself invisible is almost impossible. In terms of martial arts, Qin Yifan still has some confidence in this regard.

  "What kind of Taoist method can instantly capture a person?" Qin Yifan casually asked Lin Qiulü. Lin Qiulü was no longer cultivating at her fixed location, but instead accompanied Qin Yifan to fish and cultivate his mind.

  "There are too many Taoist methods, and it's impossible to list them all one by one." Lin Qiulü furrowed her brow: "Just the ones I know how to use number at least ten, and you won't be able to find anything from this."

  Qin Yifan hummed and stopped asking questions. However, Lin Qiulü was somewhat curious about Qin Yifan's attitude towards handling the matter: "Boss, why did you let those people off so easily?"

  "What do you think should be done?" Qin Yifan replied with his eyes fixed on the bobber.

  "At least I thought you would take action." Now Lin Qiulü and Qin Yifan are also gradually getting familiar with each other, neither of them mentions the awkwardness that night, sometimes when they talk, it's very natural, and some topics can be discussed without any scruples.

  "You're a cultivator, why are you so eager to take action?" Qin Yifan couldn't help but laugh: "This isn't the kind of thinking a cultivator should have!"

  "But you are not a Taoist." Lin Qiulü sat not far away, looking at the fish float on the water: "I know your martial arts skills are very powerful, how can you swallow that breath?"

  "Would you take action against an ant?" Qin Yifan didn't answer, but instead asked another question.

  "No!" Lin Qiulü shook her head very firmly.

  "Would you argue with someone who is courting death?"

  "No!"

  "Would you haggle with someone on their deathbed?"

  "No!"

  "I won't either."

  The ants do not know their own weight in other people's eyes, and they are still working hard to find the treasure that can make some of them fly high. Now the clues about the treasure are very limited, the most obvious one is that within the influence range of the treasure, practicing will get hurt. Another obvious point is

  There is another more symbolic phenomenon. Whenever a treasure appears, there are usually guardians around it. The continuous disappearance of subordinates is equivalent to clearly telling Li Zhuangzhu that this is almost the place where the treasure will appear, and the guardian of the treasure has already taken aim at them.

  For those subordinates, most of them were unaware, only knowing that something unknown here had made their brothers disappear without a trace, and before the master's instructions, several close relationships had already started searching around like madmen. It is impossible for several big living people to disappear silently and leave no shadow, and they must see the living and the dead.

  Unlike the people of Wuhu Villa, the people of Shennü Peak are much more cautious. Every time they move out in large groups, their scope is within a specific circle. Even among the women's clothing, there are some convenient long straps that can be grabbed onto each other, and no one gets lost. The inspection is very careful, it seems like they're about to dig three feet underground. After checking a small area, they start checking another block, very planned, and seemingly more effective than the random searches of Wuhu Villa.

  Women are more ruthless than men in some ways. Almost everyone is invisible, and in the place where they will be injured if they practice a little, there has always been a masked woman among those women who have been surrounded. Every time she goes to a place, she starts sitting down to practice her skills. She gets hurt every time, then quickly uses acupuncture and medicine to treat herself, until she recovers a bit, and continues to practice her skills, judging the general direction of the treasure through the difference between two practices.

  Fortunately, they didn't catch up with the old brother's light on the lake, so even if they were injured, it was limited. However, without a day and night of light, it was impossible to recover. Whether it was Sheng Nv Feng or Wo Hu Shan Zhuang, everyone seemed to be determined to achieve this goal, regardless of whether the time spent was worth it.

  Two days passed, and the number of people at Wohu Villa decreased by one again, just as silently and without any movement. The terrifying atmosphere had gradually spread among those strong men, and the legend about ghosts and monsters became more and more intense. If it weren't for Li Zhuangzhu's authority, I believe many people would have fled in fear, leaving this place far behind.

  Some clever people began to ponder why the ghosts and monsters here wouldn't harm the local mountain dwellers. After pondering for a long time, many things became ridiculous. The tattered old clothes of those mountain dwellers were all sold at a good price. No one dared to be unfavorable to these mountain dwellers here, and everyone unanimously recognized this point after going through the siege of the great army.

  Those who buy clothes are the big men of Wohu Mountain Villa, while the women of Shengnü Peak seem to have a cleanliness habit, and would rather die than wear those tattered clothes that the mountain people don't know how long they've worn.

  However, these messy tricks were unable to withstand the treasure guardian hidden in the dark, who seemed to be able to identify who was coming to steal the treasure and who was a local mountain dweller. In the following days, several of the strong men disappeared again, including one wearing mountain people's clothes.

  The people on Mount Holy were no exception, even with so many people watching each other. There was still a weak female disciple who accidentally walked to the edge of the circle and disappeared without a trace. This caused those women to shriek in unison.

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