Six Gods

Chapter 52 One Punch Man
A courtyard planted with an old poplar tree full of withered leaves, and a wing room with a dancing oil lamp.

Zhao Wusheng, who had worked hard all day in the fields, soaked his feet comfortably.

Wearing a white jacket that had been patched several times, Zhao Wusheng raised his hand and hammered the stiff muscles all over his body, and let out a few soft hums.

As one of the old bachelors in the village, Zhao Wusheng's parents died early, and there was no one to arrange the marriage for him. With such a delay, he was in his thirties, and he was about 40 years old.

Because the family was poor, the parents did not leave much property, only the Susukida which was less than one mu and five cents.

Zhao Wusheng started to farm early and late, and the harvest would only force him to live alone. With no money in hand, it would be a dream to marry a wife.

Seeing this age, Zhao Wusheng simply stopped thinking about those useless things.

He lived a down-to-earth life by himself. Although he was a bit lonely, for a family like his, it was pretty good to have enough food and clothing.

After soaking in hot water for a long time, Zhao Wusheng, who was tired all day and felt sleepy, bent down and wiped his feet.

Get up and open the door to pour out the footwashing water.

But just as soon as the door panel was folded open a seam
A pair of ice-cold jade hands suddenly pushed him into the room from outside the door.

Standing up straight in a hurry, Zhao Wusheng took a closer look. The person who suddenly pushed him into the room was a woman with a good appearance and a slim figure, wearing a leather cloak and a red skirt.

"Girl, you... this..."

An inexplicable woman suddenly appeared at his home and pushed himself into the house. Zhao Wusheng was confused, and just wanted to ask who this woman was.

But this woman with a slight smile on her face and dizzy eyes has already taken off her fur cloak, leaving only a thin bright red skirt hanging on her body.

Having been single for so many years, Zhao Wusheng had never seen such a scene before, his face became hot immediately, and his eyes couldn't stop looking at the woman.

Covering her face with a smile, the woman moved her lotus steps and threw herself into her arms, hugging Zhao Wusheng.

The fragrance that kept pouring in from the tip of his nose crazily ate away at Zhao Wusheng's last sanity, and seduced the desire in his body to surge.

His eyes became more and more blurred, just when Zhao Wusheng's consciousness was about to sink completely.

Zhao Wusheng was awakened by the sound of the door bolt being squeezed.

wrong!

Waking up, Zhao Wusheng looked at the soft jade and Wenxiang in front of him, and suddenly remembered that during this period of time, there were always men in the village who died violently at home.

And the cause of these people's death, according to the villagers, was that they were sucked dry of their yang energy by a female ghost from outside.

Thinking of this, the surging flame in Zhao Wusheng's heart was extinguished in an instant.

"Help!!!"

Pushing away the woman in his arms violently, Zhao Wusheng exhausted all his breastfeeding strength and fled through the door, howling as he fled.

The sound was like a rooster about to be slaughtered, it was extremely ugly.

Following the ghost's trail, Xiang Yuan and the others came all the way to Zhao Wusheng's house. Just as they broke the door latch, they heard a shrill scream from the back room of the courtyard.

Not daring to delay, the three of them rushed into the courtyard, just in time to see Zhao Wusheng, who was pale and terrified, rushing out.

Dodging away from Zhao Wusheng who was in a panic, he stepped forward with his eyes slightly narrowed to Yuan, and stood firmly in front of Fan Guchun.

Originally, Xiang Yuan thought that the hidden soldiers in the Demon Mansion would have some kung fu in their hands.

Because in the assessment he went through, most of the candidates were slaves who defected from the family, and only those with kung fu would be selected as slaves by the family.

But after questioning Fan Guchun carefully, Xiang Yuan realized that Lianjiazi who had defected from the aristocratic family like them actually accounted for a small number of hermit soldiers guarding various places.

The reason is also very simple.

The recruitment of hidden soldiers in the Yaoren Mansion is divided into two channels.

The first one, just like the group that Xiang Yuan participated in, through private registration, completes the assessment tasks of the Demon Mansion, and obtains the qualifications to participate in the selection.

Most of the Lianjiazi in the hidden army entered the demon mansion through this channel.

And the second one is the main selection channel for the Demon Mansion - recruiting from the army!
Compared with the people recruited by the first method, most of them are stragglers. Although most of them are people with arts, their quality levels are not uniform.

The candidates recruited in the army are obviously more obedient and more uniform in quality.

I don't know about other places, but in Bazhong County, almost [-]% of the hidden soldiers are recruited from the army, such as Xiang Yuan, only account for less than [-]%!
Xiang Yuan stood in front of Fan Guchun because although this hidden soldier was from the army, he could only be regarded as slightly stronger than ordinary people, perhaps worse than ordinary martial arts students.

Without martial arts, the danger is obviously greater when encountering ghosts.

creak~
The door of the inner room was pushed open, and the woman in a red dress leaned on the door and looked at the three of Xiang Yuan in the yard with a pair of winking eyes.

"Go!"

With a low snort, Fan Guchun wiped the mouth on his waist, took out the fish bubble filled with green oil, aimed at the woman and smashed it.

puff!

Not dodging or dodging, Yin Gui didn't seem to know what the thing Fan Guchun threw over him was.

Until the fish foam hit it, and the exploding green oil stained a large area, it just looked down indifferently.

"Be careful!" Just as Xiang Yuan and Song Ning took out fish bubbles and were about to throw them at the ghost.

The ghost leaning against the door suddenly turned into a dark red shadow and rushed towards it.

Hong Ying's speed was very fast, even in the eyes of Xiang Yuan and Song Ning, two dark warriors, the ghost came in front of him in a blink of an eye.

Grabbing Song Ning's arm, Yin Gui's originally charming face suddenly turned into a terrifying face as pale as paper with red eyes.

Whoosh!
Opening his mouth, he spit out a tongue full of sticky saliva, and shot towards Song Ning's eyes, as if he wanted to gouge out one of Song Ning's eyes.

so cold.

Grabbed by Yin Gui's hands, Song Ning only felt a pain in his arms from the cold. Seeing the disgusting long tongue, he quickly turned his head to hide.

"court death!"

In such a gap, Xiang Yuan had already reacted, snorted coldly, and blasted an iron fist towards Yin Gui's head with a terrifying wind pressure!
There was a muffled sound, and the wind of fists hit his face!
The ghost turned its head, and a terrifying fist quickly magnified in its eyes!
boom! ! !
He was punched hard by Xiang Yuan and sent flying sideways!
The Yin ghost rolled several times on the ground, and barely stopped when it hit the fence.

After saving Song Ning, Xiang Yuan shook his stinging right hand, turned his head and grinned at her: "You're welcome."

Walking to the Yin Gui paralyzed by the wall, Xiang Yuan bent down with a smile, his big hand, which was comparable to a cattail leaf fan, was wrapped in a layer of leather, and he grabbed Yin Gui's head with one hand and lifted it up.

Looking sideways at Fan Guchun, who had a dull gaze, Xiang Yuan smiled and said, "Brother Fan, you are right.

This ghost is indeed very weak. "

Swallowing his saliva, Fan Guchun laughed dryly, wiping his sweat secretly.

weak?You two are too strong!

Unexpectedly, the fighting power of these two rookies was so high, Fan Guchun couldn't hold back.

Originally, it was supposed to be him, an old hidden soldier, leading two newcomers to accumulate experience this time.

Unexpectedly, it ended before it even started.

"What about this ghost? Burned?"

Holding the ghost like a chicken, Xiang Yuan shook his hands casually, and asked Fan Guchun who was still in a daze.

Hearing Xiang Yuan's voice, Fan Guchun came back to his senses, and nodded blankly: "Yes, yes, yes.

Burned, burned. "

A moment later, in the pond clearing at the east end of Huguang Village.

In the sizzling flames, the ghost gradually turned into a pool of whitish black ashes, and was blown away by the night wind.

With his hands behind his back, Xiang Yuan's tall and burly body was dragged by the moonlight, reflecting a long, long shadow on the ground.

Compared to the two-headed ghosts I met in Linquan City before, this ghost in Huguang Village is so fragile that I don't want to talk about it.

Aside from the yin ghost's uniform, bone-chilling body and oddly long, disgusting tongue, the fighting power of this yin ghost is not as good as that of a third-rate trainer.

Shaking his head slightly, Xiang Yuan sighed and turned to leave.

It's just that he didn't even realize it, unknowingly, he already had the strength to crush ordinary ghosts.

After all, Xiang Yuan subconsciously felt that he was still very weak compared to the powerful enemies he had faced such as the Pei brothers, the Hu brothers and sisters, and the demonized and out-of-control Li Tianhai.

But this time, he unexpectedly encountered a relatively normal opponent.

The hollow loss crushed by a punch made Xiang Yuan feel a little bit lost in a daze...

Because the process of solving the Yin ghost went smoothly beyond imagination, the three of Xiang Yuan were able to return to the city before dawn.

"You guys go back and rest first. I'll go to the local yamen to close the case."

Back in Xiadu, Fan Guchun asked Xiang Yuan and Song Ning to go back to the inn to rest, while he went to the local yamen to close the case.

Looking at the back of Fan Guchun leaving in a hurry, Song Ning raised his eyebrows and said to the white eyebrow beside him:

"Our colleague seems to have been hit."

Shrugging his shoulders, Xiang Yuan walked towards the inn:

"It seems that the composition of the hidden soldiers' combat power is much worse than we imagined, so we need to pay more attention in the future.

So as not to be coveted. "

"Understood." Feeling that what Xiang Yuan said was reasonable, Song Ning nodded.

It was late at night, and the surface of Xiadu was peaceful, but fierce battles were also taking place in many dark corners.

……

The next day, Xiadu guarded the Yamen

Sun Deyi, who cut off a piece of boiled beef and stuffed it into his mouth together with white noodle pancakes, breathed out steam, and turned to look at Fan Guchun beside him.

"You mean, the ghost in Huguang Village was killed by the two of them just like that?"

Nodding his head, Fan Guchun recalled what happened last night, and said solemnly:
"To be precise, it should be Xiang Yuan alone who knocked that ghost down with one punch."

After chewing hard on the food in his mouth, and swallowing it into his stomach, Sun Deyi laughed twice: "Damn, lucky.

Here are two great characters.

If only they could stay with us...

Gu Chun, what can you do? "

"I don't think there is much chance of this matter. Although these two are newcomers, they are obviously not ordinary people.

Especially the one named Xiang Yuan, who has a delicate mind and a vicious vision.

With their strength and character, they definitely don't want to stay with us. "Picking up a piece of beef, Fan Guchun analyzed in a deep voice.

After biting down a big mouthful of white flour pancakes, Sun Deyi also nodded: "Yes, the more capable people are, the more ambitious they are. They will definitely look down on a small downfall."

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