Mortal Immortal Gourd

Outside the small courtyard where the assassin was hiding, Er Gouzi held a handful of green dry tea leaves in his hand, threw them into his mouth one by one, and chewed them carefully.

This tea is the Yunwu Mountain Spirit Tea obtained from the old shopkeeper in Qingzhou City.

This tea is somewhat helpful to the consciousness, especially in relieving the fatigue of the consciousness. It has a good effect.

Last time he exchanged these two taels of spirit tea from the old shopkeeper, he was also reluctant to drink them and has been saving them until now.

He has been using his divine consciousness for the past few days, and his divine consciousness is almost exhausted.

For immortal cultivators, once their spiritual consciousness is exhausted, they become blind.

Unable to brew spiritual tea at this moment, he chewed the dry tea leaves directly and swallowed it. The taste was a bit bitter and not very delicious.

But after this thing entered the belly and was refined, it turned into a gentle force that slowly nourished the consciousness.

This allowed his consciousness to be maintained despite being consumed.

Er Gouzi has been squatting outside the hospital for four days, and only two assassins have returned to this den.

He decided to squat until tonight. If the remaining assassin didn't come back, he would have to close the net.

Because the consciousness really can’t bear it anymore.

Just when he was about to close the net, suddenly, the grass outside the courtyard moved.

The traces of slowly undulating grass reached the small courtyard, and finally a figure wearing a black cloak was revealed.

"No. 14, why did you come back?"

The two assassins in the courtyard had been waiting for two days and asked impatiently.

"I went to cut off a few heads and came back."

As No. 14 spoke, he took out two human heads from his storage bag and threw them to the ground.

Ergouzi recognized them from a distance. They were both foundation-building monks under him.

They were all young wives he bought with a bucket of rice in the market during the famine period. They followed him and helped him with many things.

After finally cultivating him to the level of foundation building and having a bright future, he was killed by an assassin.

At this moment, the three assassins had appeared. Ergouzi suddenly fell out of a pile of weeds, and the giant sword on the door panel in his hand fired out a sword energy several feet long.

The sword energy swept across, and a courtyard wall and the lower bodies of the two assassins were cut off at the same time.

The remaining assassin still wanted to run away, but Er Gouzi was already prepared. A big goose appeared next to him.

"Goose, go!"

After the big goose appeared, his body turned into a white line and chased the assassin at a faster speed.

After Ergouzi discovered that he was deficient in escaping and chasing, he made a serious reflection.

The donkey said: After a person discovers his own shortcomings, he must have a fighting spirit to work hard and make progress.

Donkey said: There is no difficulty in this world that cannot be overcome, it’s just that you haven’t found the right method yet.

So in the past few years, Ergouzi has been urging the big goose to practice and let the big goose work hard.

Sure enough, the hard work paid off, and under his supervision, the goose's speed increased greatly.

The big goose only took a breath or two to catch up with the assassin, flapped his steel-like wings, and knocked the assassin to the ground.

"Quack..."

The assassin tried to struggle to get up, but was knocked down by his wing again.

The goose picked up the assassin with its mouth, put it on the ground and shook it a few times, until the assassin completely fainted.

"Quack..."

The goose stepped on the assassin, raised its head to the sky, and made several loud calls.

After posing, he was waiting for Ergouzi to praise him.

"Well done Goose!"

"Quack..."

When Er Gouzi really waited for the compliment, the big goose still looked up at the sky, showing a disdainful and arrogant expression.

"The big goose is good! The big goose is wonderful! The big goose is croaking..."

"Quack..."

Er Gouzi praised the big goose in a perfunctory manner, while others were already squatting next to the corpses of the two assassins.

The moment the two assassins had their lower bodies cut off, they committed suicide immediately for fear of being revived by Er Gouzi using elixirs.

He searched both bodies.

Only two storage bags were found. Apart from some weapon pills, there were no particularly valuable items in them.

These killers don't like to carry too many belongings with them.

"Goose, take your loot and let's go home!"

After the man and the goose walked out of the courtyard where the assassin was hiding, Er Gouzi walked in front empty-handed, and the goose followed him, arrogantly.

On the goose's back was a strapped-up assassin.

Seeing this scene, the residents of the city stood on both sides of the street and watched, especially pointing at the assassin tied to the goose's back.

"Quack..."

The big goose wanted to tell everyone in the city that the assassin on his back was his trophy.

Returning to the county government, Er Gouzi handed him over to Huang Laocai and slept hard for three days before regaining consciousness.

"Sir, I have already been tortured, and the information is still the same as before. There is no new information."

Huang Laocai saw Er Gouzi waking up and quickly came over to report to him.

"I see."

Er Gouzi was holding Xiao Hei and eating a roasted lamb.

Xiao Hei woke up again recently and is still eating as well as before, always fighting for food with him.

Ergouzi ate the whole roasted lamb a little slower, not even the bones were left, all went into Xiao Hei's belly.

Fortunately, Huang Laocai knew that Xiao Hei could eat it, so he had already had more than a dozen sheep roasted.

Given the current affluence of Sanyang County, Ergouzi could still afford to eat dozens of sheep at a time.

Roasted lambs were brought in one after another, and the two dogs could only take one or two bites, and then they all went into Xiao Hei's belly.

Two dogs compete for food, and Blackie wins.

Er Gouzi wiped the oil off his mouth with his sleeves and finally had enough.

"It's not polite to come without returning the favor. If the assassins can come to Sanyang County to kill my people, I can also go to Qingzhou Prefecture to kill a few to get my money back."

After instructing Huang Laocai on some specific matters, he rode the big white goose to Qingzhou City.

On the first night in Qingzhou City, he touched the gate of the courtyard where the black-clothed assassin was.

Hang all the bodies of the assassins captured during this period at the gate.

This time he didn't hide it too much, and wanted to tell the black-clothed group that I was here for revenge!

Let them weigh their own weight if they dare to attack Sanyang Jun again in the future.

The next morning, the black-clothed assassin found a row of bodies hanging at the gate of his house.

The bodies were bloody and tattered, and it was obvious that they had suffered inhuman torture before they died.