Longevity from Liao Zhai

Chapter 35: The Mouth is Too Small

Uncle Lame's sword carried all his spiritual power and immense hatred.

This knife was incredibly powerful.

Uncle Lame discovered something was wrong.

If his two legs were intact, Uncle Lame could turn around and chop the knife somewhere else.

But Uncle Lame only had one leg left, and there was nothing he could do.

Zhou Ping also noticed that something was wrong with Uncle Lame.

They had agreed to just fight each other, but Uncle Lame went crazy and used all his strength.

Zhou Ping heard what Uncle Lame said, but he did not choose to escape.

This hour-long fight gave Zhou Ping a lot of insights.

All along, Zhou Ping killed people either because the gap in strength between the two sides was too great, or he assassinated them with his mind sleeve arrows, or he created a chance for himself to kill with a single move of his finger.

Zhou Ping has no normal combat experience yet.

This hour gave Zhou Ping a new understanding of his swordsmanship.

The main body of Zhou Ping's swordsmanship is the Xuanwu sword technique.

This sword technique focuses on defense and is supplemented by attack.

The opportunity to attack is mainly to find the enemy's loopholes.

"what!"

Zhou Ping could have dodged it, but he didn't. He wanted to test how powerful he was.

Uncle Lame is a ninth-rank warrior.

Zhou Pingru's martial arts, Taoism and Buddhism are all at the tenth level of perfection.

Zhou Ping had long guessed that his spiritual energy should be about the same as that of the ninth level.

The two knives collided, sending out a burst of sparks.

Zhou Ping felt his hand go numb and the knife in his hand almost flew away.

However, Zhou Ping still managed to block Uncle Bo's full-strength attack.

"I see."

Zhou Ping's eyes were bright, he knew the strength.

Although he is at the tenth level, his spiritual power is comparable to that of the ninth level.

"it is good!"

Uncle Bo was a little surprised. He didn't expect Zhou Ping to be able to dodge, and he didn't expect Zhou Ping to actually block his full-strength attack.

"Come on!"

Uncle Lame became more determined to fight.

In the entire Qinghe County, there are not many people who can make Uncle Bo take action.

There aren’t many people in the escort agency who can make Uncle Bo take action.

It is difficult for Uncle Bo to find someone of the same level to practice with.

Zhou Ping's performance was beyond Uncle Bo's expectations.

The two men fought again.

This time, Uncle Lame showed no mercy and used all his strength.

In terms of strength, the two are evenly matched and neither can gain an advantage.

Victory or defeat depends on hard work!
Uncle Bo's advantage lies in his experience, while Zhou Ping's advantage lies in his youth and patience.

Zhou Ping puts defense first, like a turtle that hides its head in its shell. It will only stick its head out to take a bite when it finds a loophole.

Even though Uncle Lame was very skilled with a knife, he was still helpless.

Just like a wolf, no matter how powerful its claws and teeth are, it cannot bite through a turtle's shell.

Zhou Ping was neither anxious nor impatient, and kept on micromanaging.

The two fought for another hour.

During this hour, Zhou Ping's understanding of the battle deepened.

Since obtaining the Xuanwu Sword Technique, Zhou Ping has practiced it every day and has turned the sword technique into muscle memory.

What Zhou Ping lacked was an opportunity to sharpen his knife.

This opportunity is extremely rare.

An hour later, Uncle Lame was breathing heavily and looked a little exhausted.

What is consumed in battle is spiritual energy!
There wasn't much spiritual energy left in Zhou Ping's body.

Zhou Ping had an inner elixir condensed by the Heavenly Spirit Method in his abdomen, which could replenish the spiritual energy in his body, but Zhou Ping did not replenish it because he wanted to see his own limits.

Their movements became slower and slower, and they became more and more strenuous, and their internal spiritual energy was completely consumed.

Finally, "Snap."

Uncle Lame's long sword fell to the ground and he took several steps back with his crutches. He collapsed to the ground and took out a pill from his arms. He gave one to himself and threw one to Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping ate it without hesitation.

In an instant, Zhou Ping, who had exhausted his spiritual power, replenished it again.

The effect of this elixir is similar to the inner elixir of the Heavenly Spirit Method.

"Zhou Ping, not bad."

Uncle Lame looked at Zhou Ping and was very pleased. He didn't know what level of cultivation Zhou Ping had, but he was actually as strong as himself.

But Uncle Lame could see that Zhou Ping only knew a set of Xuanwu sword techniques.

This set of Xuanwu sword techniques was given to Zhou Ping by Uncle Bo.

"Based on your martial arts skills alone, you can barely be considered average in the martial arts world."

Uncle Bo traveled a lot when he was young and was knowledgeable. He gave Zhou Ping an evaluation.

Zhou Ping was slightly happy.

Uncle Lame was talking about martial arts, not cultivation.

Zhou Ping's spiritual power can barely be considered ninth grade.

This level of cultivation is enough in Qinghe County, but outside Qinghe County, there must be many people with high cultivation.

Uncle Lame was talking about martial arts, which means that with the same level of cultivation or spiritual power, Zhou Ping is considered a mid-level master.

This shows that Zhou Ping’s practice of the Xuanwu Sword Technique was not in vain.

Of course, Zhou Ping’s real strength is more than just average.

Zhou Ping also has a red silk cassock and a finger that can sense each other.

Although Lingxi Yizhi is a passive skill, Zhou Ping used it as an active skill.

In crucial battles, Lingxi's finger can always catch the enemy off guard.

In addition, Zhou Ping also learned the art of controlling objects.

In the past few days, Zhou Ping practiced the art of controlling objects, and could barely make objects within a ten-foot radius move slightly.

The art of controlling objects still requires time to practice.

However, Zhou Ping discovered that if he released the perception range of the Sky Spirit Method.

Within the perception range, Zhou Ping can successfully perform object control techniques.

"In addition to practicing the existing techniques, we still need to obtain more and better techniques."

Zhou Ping understood in his heart that the Xuanwu Sword Art was just a mid-level martial art that barely made it to the top.

If I can get other better skills, my kung fu will become stronger.

But Zhou Ping was not in a hurry.

"I still have a long life ahead of me, and I'll have a chance in the future."

Zhou Ping breathed a sigh of relief. On his palm was a "holy seed" that could absorb other people's souls and gain their memories.

In this way, Zhou Ping saved himself the trouble of figuring out how to obtain the martial arts technique.

"Thank you, Uncle Cripple, for your advice."

Zhou Ping bowed and said, "There are not many people in the entire escort agency who can get guidance from Uncle Bo."

Uncle Lame waved his hand and then propped himself up with his crutches.

"No need to thank me. I just wanted to use you to sharpen my rusty knife. I didn't expect that I would become your whetstone."

Although Uncle Lame took the elixir to replenish his spiritual power, there was a look of dejection in his eyes.

"Ninth rank, I am ninth rank, he is already eighth rank, and I am lame."

Uncle Lame muttered to himself with a complicated look in his eyes.

There was hatred and dejection in his eyes at one moment and at another.

Zhou Ping understood what Uncle Lame meant.

The head of the Yan family is most likely an eighth-grade one!
Uncle Lame wants revenge but his skills are not good enough and his legs are disabled, so he is very conflicted.

"Zhou Ping."

"exist."

Uncle Lame seemed to want to say something but stopped himself, then waved his hand lacking interest.

Zhou Ping left tactfully.

into the night.

He family villa.

Zhou Ping, Chen Erdan, and more than ten bodyguards are all at the He family.

The He family did not have the task of escorting the goods, but instead wanted the escort's people to serve as bodyguards.

The ghost bride defeated the abbot of Jinhua Temple, Monk Jiekong.

Mr. He knew that the ghost bride's next target would be himself.

So Mr. He hired people from the escort agency to protect him.

Of course, even the monks of Jinhua Temple couldn’t defeat the ghost bride, so the escort agency still had some self-awareness.

However, according to Mr. He, Monk Jiekong has found a way to deal with the ghost bride.

The escorts' mission is not to deal with the ghost bride, but to protect Mr. He.

Only then did the escort agency accept the task.

Zhou Ping didn't want to come at first. This mission only paid one or two taels of silver for one night, but there was no life span reward.

Zhou Ping is not short of money, and he doesn't want to help this wicked guy, Mr. He.

But Chen Erdan wanted to come, and Chen Erdan begged Zhou Ping for a long time before Zhou Ping agreed to come and see.

Zhou Ping frowned and looked at the monk Jiekong in the hall. Monk Jiekong closed his eyes and meditated.

As if feeling Zhou Ping's gaze, Monk Jiekong opened his eyes and smiled faintly at Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping withdrew his gaze.

There are a lot of people in the hall.

First of all, there are Mr. He, He Yunqing and He Yunlu.

He Yunqing and He Yunlu were serving beside Master He.

Although He Yunlu appeared respectful on the surface, he had already cursed the old man as "old coffin ladle" hundreds of times in his heart.

He Yunlu wished that Mr. He would die soon so that he could inherit the He family's property.

Next came Monk Jiekong and a dozen bodyguards.

Monk Jiekong is responsible for dealing with the ghost bride.

Zhou Ping and a dozen other bodyguards were responsible for protecting Mr. He.

Then came an elderly couple and a middle-aged man holding a little boy.

These four people did not look nervous or afraid, but happy instead.

Zhou Ping was a little confused about this operation.

Last night, Monk Jiekong was defeated by the Ghost Bride in less than a cup of tea. How could Monk Jiekong have the confidence to deal with the Ghost Bride?

What do these four ordinary people do?

"These four people are the ghost bride's father, mother, brother, and nephew."

Chen Erdan was well-informed and introduced them to Zhou Ping.

Are they going to use four people to threaten the ghost bride? Zhou Ping touched his nose.

"They are planning to threaten the ghost bride with her relatives. I don't think this will work, after all, she is already a ghost."

Chen Erdan said in a low voice.

Zhou Ping didn't say anything.

This ghost bride is indeed different. She does not have the hostility of a ghost. Instead, she is very human.

After the ghost bride died, her husband's family didn't want her, and neither did her parents' family.

In theory, the ghost bride has made peace with her parents' family since she has lost her physical body.

"Zhou Ping, this is the rune I bought from Master Jiekong. He has blessed it. I'll give you one."

Chen Erdan gave Zhou Ping a talisman.

Zhou Ping hesitated for a moment and did not take the amulet. At the same time, he gave Erdan two talismans to ward off evil spirits.

The last time Scar bought an amulet from Jinhua Temple, it turned out to be of no use.

Zhou Ping was a little skeptical about the credibility of Jinhua Temple.

"This is?"

Chen Erdan asked curiously.

"This is a talisman to ward off evil spirits, given to me by a friend."

Zhou Ping did not say that he drew the talisman to ward off evil spirits himself.

Chen Erdan carefully put away the talisman. He had seen Zhou Ping throw out more than a dozen talismans, which had a certain killing power against ghosts.

"Zhou Ping, I want to borrow something from you."

Chen Erdan pulled Zhou Ping out of the hall.

"How much do you want to borrow?"

Zhou Ping thought Chen Erdan wanted to borrow money.

"I'm not borrowing money, I want to lend you some boy's urine."

Chen Erdan took out two gourds and said embarrassedly.

Boy's urine can ward off evil spirits.

"this."

Zhou Ping's expression was a little unnatural.

"This female ghost is quite fierce. If even the abbot of Jinhua Temple can't deal with her, we can escape."

"With this boy's urine, I can feel more at ease."

Chen Erdan was very smart and knew he had to be fully prepared.

"Why don't you just find some kids?"

Zhou Ping was a little reluctant, it was a bit embarrassing.

"Children are not as good as you. You can feel the spiritual energy, and you have been indoctrinated by the Buddha. Who knows, there may be Buddha light in the boy's urine."

Chen Erdan's eyes sparkled.

"This"

Zhou Ping didn't know how to refuse.

"Hurry up, hurry up, it will be too late."

Chen Erdan pulled down Zhou Ping's pants while laughing.

"Okay, okay, I'll give it to you."

Zhou Ping felt a little helpless, but he was Chen Erdan after all, so he just lent him the money.

Zhou Ping took two gourds and found a hidden place.

Chen Erdan was rubbing his hands, his face full of excitement.

After a while, Zhou Ping came out with two gourds.

"Yes?"

Chen Erdan asked while holding the gourd.

The tops of the two gourds were sawed open, leaving a one-inch-wide cut.

Zhou Ping shook his head.

"The mouth is too small, change to a thicker one."

after awhile.

Chen Erdan had two gourds hanging around his waist, and his back became much straighter.

"Hey you, come here."

The person who spoke was He Yunlu's little follower, Lu Bao. He pointed at Zhou Ping and said.

He Yunlu looked at Zhou Ping unkindly.

Zhou Ping raised his eyebrows and ignored Lu Bao.

"Hey, I'm calling you, little escort, why don't you answer?"

Taking advantage of his master's power, Lu Baogou rushed towards Zhou Ping, ready to attack him.

"What are you doing?"

Chen Erdan stopped Lu Bao and grabbed his wrist.

Although Chen Erdan is thin, he can already feel the spiritual energy, so it is a piece of cake for him to deal with someone like Lu Bao who cannot feel the spiritual energy.

"Ahhh, Master, save me."

Lubao hurriedly asked He Yunlu for help.

"What are you doing?"

He Yunlu looked unhappy.

"What do you want to do?"

Chen Erdan didn't bother to argue and let Lubao go.

"You are the dogs hired by my He family to guard the house. You have to do whatever I tell you to do."

He Yunlu said angrily. He had seen Zhou Ping go to Liu Ruyan's house during the day, and he was jealous. He wanted to take the opportunity to find his feelings on Zhou Ping again.

"I'm here to protect you, not to take your orders."

Zhou Ping sneered.

Zhou Ping’s mission is to protect people, not to be ordered around by others. The worst that can happen is that he can just leave.

It doesn't matter if I don't earn this tael of silver.

"Hey, kid, you're pretty tough."

He Yunlu looked at Zhou Ping, and the nameless anger in his heart suddenly rose.

"He Yunlu, what do you want to do? These escorts are guests invited by the He family."

He Yunqing said in a cold voice.

He Yunqing discovered the situation here. She saw that He Yunlu wanted to make things difficult for Zhou Ping, so she came to rescue him immediately.

He Yunlu ignored Zhou Ping and instead called on the servants to surround Zhou Ping and wanted to beat him up.

He Yunqing's face suddenly changed. She didn't expect He Yunlu to be so bold.

He Yunqing also couldn't understand why He Yunlu had such a strong grudge against Zhou Ping.

"He Yunlu, you want to force the people from the escort agency away and kill my father, right?"

He Yunqing spoke again in a cold voice, and at the same time she scolded the servants.

"Get out of here, do I have the final say over the He family, or do outsiders have the final say?"

He Yunqing glanced at these servants.

The servants looked at each other, and no one dared to take action.

He Yunqing was in charge of all matters big and small in the He family, and these servants knew He Yunqing's methods.

If they didn't listen to He Yunqing, they would probably have to pack up and leave the next day.

The servants left one after another.

"Sister, it's not worth getting angry over an outsider."

The anger in He Yunlu's eyes could not be contained, but he suppressed it.

"Outsider? Didn't you hear what I just said? You are the outsider."

He Yunlu was so angry that his whole body was shaking, but he had nothing to say.

"what!"

Zhou Ping and a few others were outside the yard when they suddenly heard Mr. He's exclamation.

(End of this chapter)