As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

  Chapter 18 Magic Operation

  In the corner of the medicine market, Old Scar and the others stared at Jiang Ming who packed up his things and left.

   "Master Scar, just let him go like this?" A follower couldn't help but ask.

The old scar snorted coldly: "What else should I do? In the final analysis, that kid didn't violate any rules. I have been operating in Ping'an Town for many years. Although I do things ruthlessly, I always follow the rules on the surface. If you really do something to this kid, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public in this Ping'an Town..."

   "Then Mr. Scar means that we secretly..." The attendant rolled his eyes, as if he heard other meanings.

  Old Scar played with two golden worm ginseng, shook his head and said: "This kid is a bit skilled, and he might have to kill a few people to clean him up. During this period of time, the gang is short of manpower, and Ping'an Town can't grow any more..."

   "But he played with me a few times, I'm going to say that sooner or later!" The old scar looked fierce: "Let this Jiang Ming play around for two days, and after winter the gang will send someone over, and then..."

  …

   "This old scar is easier to deal with than imagined." Jiang Ming was a little surprised as he walked in the town.

   "It seems that the image of the villain established before still has some effect..."

  No matter how bad the old scar is, he is just an ordinary person. Relying on the reputation of the Old Snake Gang, he can suppress the low-level people in Ping'an Town who are afraid of the powerful...

  But those who are afraid of being stunned, the villain Jiang Da is a stunned young man who is not afraid of anyone, a bachelor, knocking on the door and breaking his leg if he doesn't agree with him, even the old scar has nothing to do...

   "Strength still determines everything!" Jiang Ming sighed.

  …

  The tavern is more lively in winter. Whether it is a herb picker or a mountain picker, they can't enter the mountain now, so they drink here all day long.

   There was a lot of noise in the tavern, and Lao Jiang's face was flushed with joy, and he even recruited A Fei as a temporary waiter.

  Hula~

  The wooden door was pushed open, and the cold wind rushed in.

  The drinker at the door stared at him, and was about to yell, who is wrong with opening the door so wide.

   "Yo, who are you staring at?" Jiang Ming looked at him with a half-smile.

   "Ming, Brother Ming..." The drinker stammered, "Are you back?"

  The tavern was quiet for a moment, Jiang Da villain is back!

   "Drink honestly, don't stare at people... you can get beaten easily." Jiang Ming patted his head, maintaining his image of a big villain, and strode towards the counter.

   "Half a catty is for the tongue, and the side dishes are served casually." Jiang Ming patted ten big coins.

   "Brother Ming, long time no see, you are still so majestic." Old Jiangtou joked.

   "In this world... It's good to be alive." Jiang Ming shook his head and said, seeing that Lao Zhou was there, he went to sit together.

   "There are a lot fewer people collecting herbs!" Jiang Ming sighed.

  Old Zhou Tou smiled wryly: "You are single and ran into the mountains to have fun. This town is about to turn upside down, and many people don't want to go, so the old scar will threaten his family openly and secretly, causing chaos..."

   "What nonsense?" Jiang Ming frowned.

   "Do you still remember the Shi family, the newly promoted first-class family, the one who killed several herb collectors... now they are mixed with the old snake gang, who dares to say anything..."

   "Then it's almost Chinese New Year, and they won't be released?" Jiang Ming asked. At this time of year, there is no way for large troops to enter the mountain.

  Old Zhou's eyelids drooped slightly, he sighed, and said slowly: "I heard... some herb collectors have been sent to the northern battlefield to serve as military doctors."

   "I don't know, how many can come back..."

  Jiang Ming was stunned. What kind of magical operation is this? Can a herb picker be like a doctor?

  Is it a joke to fight a war? If it doesn't work out, something big will happen...

   "What's going on?" Jiang Ming was confused: "Who is fighting with whom?"

   "I heard that there was a rebellion in the north, and the land of the three prefectures was breached... The capital sent troops to suppress the bandits, and ordered all the prefectures to send people to contribute. There are requirements for the number of medicinal materials, weapons, soldiers, and military doctors!"

   "So Dayun Mansion is just fooling around like this? Isn't it very active when collecting herbs..." Jiang Ming didn't understand anymore.

   "Stupid?" Suddenly a head came over from the side, and a herbal picker said slyly, "How do you know it's a trick, and it wasn't intentional?"

   "There are also those medicinal herbs. I heard that many of them were transported halfway, and they were 'robbed' by the rebels!"

   "Those gentlemen in the city are more thieves than anyone else..."

  Jiang Ming understood now that there are traitors in his feelings.

   But it’s normal to think about it. Since ancient times, they have been a family of powerful dynasties. These families bet in advance, some suppress the royal family, and some suppress the rebels... Maybe there are also bets on both sides.

  Looking at the situation, those officials in the Dayun Mansion might not be clear with the rebels...

   "If this war doesn't end next year, I'm afraid there will be conscription." Old Zhou Tou sighed.

"By the way, when you were in the mountains, another big event happened here!" The topic was too heavy, and the old Zhou turned around and said, "A group of thugs who have been rampant in Dayun Mansion for a long time were arrested on the road leading to the mansion. There was a nest on the road, and that scene was called a tragic..."

   Immediately someone answered: "Tsk tsk, I heard that one of the heads was chopped off, and the other was nailed to a tree, and it couldn't be pulled out..."

   "It was such a joy to kill. The government has posted notices. If you want to find the hero who killed the bandit, you will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver..."

   "By the way, why hasn't this hero shown up yet? If I had already received the money, I would have gone happily..."

   "It's just you? Seeing that scene, I'm afraid I peed through my pants..."

  As soon as this matter was mentioned, the tavern suddenly burst into chatter. Obviously, this kind of topic is more exciting.

  Jiang Ming listened silently, sipping wine from time to time, showing up? Show it off, a few guys who are not even warriors, you say they are gangsters...

   He has been rampant for a long time... If it is true, there is only one explanation. Behind this nest of fake vendors, there is a lot of power behind it, maybe it is one of the city...

   If Jiang Ming dared to show up, he would be sunk into the well before he received the money... When he was fished out again, it might be the second industrial revolution.

  At noon, Jiang Ming bought some daily necessities in the town, and then returned to Yunmeng Mountain.

  He found that he quite liked this kind of life, practicing martial arts alone, picking medicine, drinking tea and reading books... Occasionally go down the mountain to feel the fireworks in the world...

  …

  As time passed, the weather became colder and colder. The mountains and rivers were covered with a thick layer of ice, and the snow fell one after another, covering everything with white snow.

  Jiang Ming also went out less, but still insisted on going out every two or three days to collect medicines. The price of seasonal medicinal materials in winter is the highest, and when they are sold in the spring of next year, they can sell for a lot of money.

  In a mountain stream, Jiang Ming was wrapped in thick animal skins, looking at the scene in front of him in surprise and joy.

  Among the white snow, a little emerald green is eye-catching.

  It was a place no more than three feet square, with a piece of green grass growing, and in the middle of the grass, a small red grass swayed gently, even in the ice and snow, it seemed to radiate warmth.

   "Fire Cloud Grass!"

   "Finally met another strain!"

  Jiang Ming was very excited, he boiled and ate the last plant, but he hadn't practiced martial arts at that time, so almost half of the medicinal effect was wasted.

   Now that he is at the critical moment of attacking warriors, the Fire Cloud Grass came at the right time.

  He patted a rabbit beside him: "Bai Siye, remember this appearance and taste... As long as you can find another one, I guarantee that as long as I, Jiang Ming, eats it in one bite, you will never be hungry."

  Carefully dug out the Fire Cloud Grass, and Jiang Ming's thoughts went back to the day when he first came to this world. Everything started from that Fire Cloud Grass...

   "In this world, the only rule is that the weak prey on the strong. If you don't become a warrior, everything is empty talk..."

   Thanks to the book friends "one two two three three four four five" for the reward, the boss is generous, thank you boss!

  (end of this chapter)