I searched for corpses in the Wuding River to extract entries

Chapter 9
It was almost noon before a group of people came to the courtyard.

Among them is the head of a man dressed in a black strong suit, with a generous and powerful figure, and a long knife hanging from his waist.

Behind him followed a Taoist priest.

What surprised Xie Que was that the figure of this Taoist priest was as burly as the man in front of him, and he wore the Taoist robes like a tights.

The man pushed open the gate of the courtyard, his gaze resting on Xie Que.

Xie Que suddenly felt like he was the prey of a ferocious beast, and he couldn't help but sweat dripping down his back.

The man looked away, clasped his fists and said, "I'm here, Mu Yongquan, the Demon Suppressor. Is Mr. Yuan Shun here?"

Xie Que couldn't help being stunned.

He could guess that Yuan was Dashun's real name by the way.

But what surprised Xie Que was that the name "Yuan Shun" seemed familiar, as if he had heard of it somewhere.

He put aside his distracting thoughts and stopped thinking about the problem.

After all, I have been with Dashun for many years. Maybe a villager or someone else called me Dashun before.

Xie Que answered: "My father is in the room, are you from the government?"

Mu Yongquan nodded slowly: "Yesterday, I received a report from nearby villagers and heard that a corpse was highly toxic, polluting the water sources in the nearby rivers."

When Xie Que was about to enter the door, the Taoist priest behind Mu Yongquan gave a strange "Hey".

He kept counting with his fingers, and suddenly stopped Xie Que: "Are you Mr. Yuan Shun's son?"

Xie Que shook his head: "I am his adopted son."

"No wonder..." The Taoist murmured, "It's all right...you can go and call your father."

Xie Que turned around and walked into the room, slamming the door against the wall.

Both Mu Yongquan and the Taoist were dumbfounded.

Dashun walked out of the room, and looked at the incomplete wooden boards that had fallen on the ground rather speechlessly.

Xie Que scratched his head in embarrassment.

The way he communicated with Dashun was like this, but he forgot that his strength was not what it used to be, and he accidentally knocked down half of the door.

Dashun waved his hand, indicating that the matter would be discussed later.

Mu Yongquan took a step forward with some joy, clasped his fists and said, "I've met my uncle."

Da Shun nodded, and then went back to the room.

Mu Yongquan showed a little helplessness, he could only turn his head to look at Xie Que: "Take us to see that corpse."

Xie Que was even more puzzled, he didn't expect Dashun to have such a relationship.

From what Mu Yongquan said, the "Zhenmagic Division" sounds like an organization that is not easy to provoke.

While thinking, Xie Que led the two into the morgue and identified the poisonous corpse.

Mu Yongquan stepped aside, and the Taoist priest behind him stepped forward, lifted up the white cloth, and reached out directly to touch the body without any inhibitions.

Xie Que just wanted to remind the Taoist, but he didn't expect that the Taoist's fingertips turned into gold and slipped straight into the mouth of the poisonous corpse.

Immediately, a black mist came out from the mouth of the poisonous corpse, and began to permeate the morgue.

The very irritating smell was transmitted into Xie Que's nasal cavity instantly, making him feel a burning sensation in his respiratory tract.

The Taoist priest pulled out his fingers and muttered something, and then a blue light flashed, the black mist disappeared, and Xie Que felt much more comfortable.

The Taoist raised his head and looked at Mu Yongquan: "That's right, it's black blood."

Mu Yongquan frowned, he didn't know what he was thinking, and finally turned his head to Xie Que and said, "Has there been any circus performers near Wangjiazhuang?"

Xie Que shook his head.

Mu Yongquan sighed, and seemed to be a little lucky: "Then this corpse should have floated from the upper reaches."

The two walked out of the morgue and were about to leave.

Mu Yongquan turned around again and suddenly asked Xie Que, "You practice Yan Qing Quan, right?"

Xie Que nodded.

Mu Yongquan asked again: "How many times can you make air-breaking sounds now?"

Xie Que couldn't figure out what Mu Yongquan wanted to say, but thinking that he had a relationship with Dashun and was a member of the government, he probably wouldn't harm himself, so he hid his words and said, "I can barely make a sound."

Unexpectedly, the Taoist priest smiled and patted Mu Yongquan on the shoulder: "This kid still knows how to hide his clumsiness."

Mu Yongquan also shook his head with a smile: "You and I can be regarded as brothers and sisters, you just need to tell the truth."

"Two times." Xie Que answered again not knowing how the other party could see his strength.

"Not bad, how many years have you practiced boxing?" Mu Yongquan nodded.

Xie Que pondered for a moment, it would be too shocking to tell the truth.

According to the memory of Jia Dalin in his mind, Jia Dalin started practicing boxing on his own and had no food supplements. It took him 13 years to get started.

And he had someone to give him guidance, plus other factors, so his boxing training conditions were more than one or two points better than Jia Dalin's.

Not only that, but Dashun didn't seem to be surprised by his boxing skills.

Xie Que said, "Two years."

Mu Yongquan and the Taoist looked at each other, he hesitated for a moment and said, "You only started practicing martial arts two years ago?"

Xie Que didn't know why, but he could only nod.

Mu Yongquan suddenly sighed and pointed to the Taoist priest: "Look, this is the real genius."

"The qi and blood are strong and the lower body is stable. I have been practicing martial arts for two years and I am close to entering the country."

Although Xie Que didn't know what Mu Yongquan meant by entering the country, he must have just mentioned the introduction recorded in the boxing manual.

Xie Que was a little puzzled and said, "Is two years soon?"

Mu Yongquan felt helpless: "Soon."

"It's not good for a man to be too fast." The Taoist said this abruptly.

Mu Yongquan immediately rolled his eyes at him: "When this is you and Guangguan, you are disrespecting the Tao and only know how to sell some aphrodisiacs."

The Taoist said: "This is wrong. Yang Qi is the root of life..."

Seeing this, Mu Yongquan immediately stopped him: "Stop, this is not you and Guangguan."

He turned his head to look at Xie Que: "If you practice Taoism, you are considered a fool if you enter the country for two years."

"But in terms of martial arts, two years of entry is indeed a genius. It took me five full years to get to your current situation."

Xie Que seemed to be a little confused and nodded, he wanted to keep a low profile, but he didn't expect to become a genius.

But what made him feel strange was that he had practiced boxing under Dashun's nose a few days ago, and he didn't see Dashun's feelings.

Xie Que was puzzled, and asked Mu Yongquan: "Then, what is entry?"

Mu Yongquan was a little puzzled: "Didn't Uncle Master tell you?"

Thanks for the nod.

Mu Yongquan explained to him: "The so-called entry is just some realms divided by Supervisor Tiansi to distinguish the strength of warriors."

"Entering means the state of physical training for the introduction of martial arts, and then the innate state. I am in the innate state now."

"Afterwards is the realm of martial arts masters, which is the end of martial arts."

"My uncle, your adoptive father is in this state."

The Taoist priest on the side also added: "Moreover, your father is still the number one warrior in Jinmen!"

(End of this chapter)