Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

Duan Yun failed to borrow a fire source, so he had to go to the market, buy a few fire starters himself, and then return to burn the man-bear.

He couldn't feel at ease without burning a bear with a human brain.

The raging flames enveloped the bear, and the air was immediately filled with the aroma and burnt smell of roasting oil.

If he hadn't seen the human brain, he wouldn't have tried the bear meat.

Because it was too bizarre.

The fire grew bigger and bigger until the whole bear was completely charred. Duan Yun then unleashed a Water Moon Slash, cutting it into pieces before leaving with peace of mind.

After this experience, Duan Yun learned a lesson.

In his previous life, he only encountered such malicious mimic chests when playing soul-like games, but in this absurd and terrifying world, this kind of thing could actually happen.

It can only be said that opening chests is risky, and caution is required.

The chest was always there. If someone else opened it one day and didn't have his martial arts skills, it would probably be a tragedy.

He could be considered to have indirectly eliminated a menace for the people.

As for why a bear could live in a treasure chest in the water for so long, why it didn't move before but only moved after the chest was opened, Duan Yun didn't want to understand it anymore.

It already had a human brain grafted into its head, so what's the point of talking about science!

During these two months of cultivation, Duan Yun lived a plain life and had almost become accustomed to this stability and peace.

But this chest reminded him that this was still the dangerous and absurd Jianghu.

Returning to the bamboo forest cottage, Duan Yun began to pack his luggage.

The side room and courtyard wall had collapsed halfway, and it would be difficult to repair them for a while. After all, he had to repair the wall and apply plaster, and he had no construction experience.

The deposit was temporarily out of reach and would have to wait until he killed everyone in the Black Bear Gang before coming back for it.

Anyway, it wouldn't take a few days to go back and forth and kill everyone in the Black Bear Gang, so there was no need to explain it to the landlord first.

There was still some time before dawn, and Duan Yun was already on the road.

He was going back to send the Black Bear Gang on their way, at least in time for lunch.

He needed to eat lunch to have the strength to kill people.

In the dense night, the world was as dark as when he had camped in the wilderness before.

But Duan Yun's mood was completely different from before.

Two months ago, he was avoiding disaster and fleeing, but now he was going back to solve this trouble.

He wasn't really holding a grudge, but only by eliminating the Black Bear Gang could he solve his difficulties of hiding, being afraid, and not being able to return home.

At this time, summer was just nearing its end, a little earlier than he had expected before the weather turned cold.

Following the old road back, it felt a bit like revisiting an old place.

In the faint moonlight, Duan Yun walked through that wasteland again, saw those坟 mounds again, and saw the tree trunk pierced by his Jade Sword Finger.

Even though only two months had passed, it felt like a lifetime ago.

He was much stronger now than before.

Duan Yun strode along the deserted road, his pace was fast, and he didn't feel tired.

Now, he could travel two hundred miles a day without blushing or panting.

This was the benefit of cultivation.

He kept hurrying on, from dark to dawn, from dawn to noon, from walking alone on the road to seeing working farmers in the fields later on. Duan Yun finally arrived at Linshui City.

In two months, Linshui City hadn't changed much.

If there was any change, it was that there were a few more graves in the suburbs.

In this area, it was always easier to die of old age, illness, or be beaten to death.

But anyway, Duan Yun still made it in time for lunch.

He ate braised noodle soup in the city.

A large bowl with a braised chicken leg.

If Duan Yun had any attachment to this place, it would be this old-fashioned braised noodle shop and the old house where he didn't have to pay rent.

Halfway through his noodles, three members of the Black Bear Gang sat down.

Duan Yun ate his noodles, his left hand already forming a sword finger under the table.

One of the Black Bear Gang disciples suddenly looked at him and said, "What are you looking at?"

Duan Yun didn't respond.

This Black Bear Gang disciple was about to continue shouting, but the noodles came, and at the urging of his companions, he ignored Duan Yun and continued eating his noodles.

Duan Yun was disappointed in him.

He only knew how to eat.

Judging from the thickness of the Black Bear Gang disciple's palm, he was not as good as Wang Li, who had tried to kill him before.

In his feeling, it seemed that the thicker the palm was trained, the more extreme the person was, and the easier it was to throw tantrums like a bear child.

After finishing his noodles, Duan Yun went straight home, feeling confused.

Could it be that I wasn't wanted?

Those three Black Bear Gang disciples clearly saw his handsome face, but didn't react much.

Returning near his home, Duan Yun jumped over the wall like a thief, and then a bad feeling arose.

The house was as it was before, except for a thick layer of dust and three feet of weeds growing on the soil where Wang Li was buried.

Even the strand of hair he had tied to the door lock when he left was still there.

Of course, there was a notice on the door saying that the protection fee hadn't been paid.

This showed that in the past two months, no one had come here except for those collecting protection fees.

While Duan Yun rinsed the dust off the house, he sighed, "No one came? No one discovered that I killed someone and buried the body?"

"So all your awesomeness was just being a nobody?"

Duan Yun stood under that crooked-neck tree and couldn't help but sigh.

The Black Bear Gang seemed to have forgotten about Wang Li, an elite member of the gang.

Yes, if this guy hadn't really been wearing the Black Bear Gang's clothes that day, and his right hand hadn't been the usual 'Bear Paw,' Duan Yun would have even suspected that he wasn't a member of the Black Bear Gang.

In the afternoon, Duan Yun went to the lively places outside again and even directly inquired at the Black Bear Gang's headquarters, but no one mentioned Wang Li's matter.

Wang Li was a nobody, so he who killed Wang Li was also a nobody.

Did I escape for nothing?

Did I pay the rent for nothing?

For a moment, Duan Yun felt a little disappointed.

The scene he had imagined was that the Black Bear Gang had noticed his movements and was bound to avenge their brother Wang Li, and then he would go on a killing spree and slaughter the Black Bear Gang to avenge his separation from his hometown and the payment of rent.

Only in this way could he relieve his hatred!

But now you're telling me that he didn't need to escape at all.

Because no one cared about Wang Li, and no one cared about him who killed Wang Li.

The two of them were like a private feud, and with his counter-kill, everything had already ended.

So should he still destroy the entire Black Bear Gang?

Duan Yun was walking on the road home when he suddenly heard a loud slap and a girl's cry.

He couldn't help but stretch his neck to watch the fun like everyone else.

He saw a man selling chestnuts and sweet potatoes being slapped by a member of the Black Bear Gang.

"Can you pay the protection fee?" the Black Bear Gang member asked while slapping him.

Half of the man's face was swollen, and blood was coming from his nose. He begged for mercy, "Sir, someone in my family is sick this time, and business is bad, and you've increased it by 30%. I really only have this much."

"So you're blaming us?"

The Black Bear Gang member said, and slapped him again, directly knocking the man to the ground, making him spit blood.

Next to him, a little girl of about five or six years old was pulling the fallen man's arm and crying loudly, "Daddy, wuwu, Daddy."

Looking at this fallen man, Duan Yun seemed to see himself being kicked like a ball back then.

No, even more miserable than he was then.

If he had a daughter in the future, and she was beaten in front of his daughter like this, it would be unacceptable to him or his daughter.

Even though the man's face was already swollen into a bun and blood had flowed onto his clothes, he was still comforting the little girl, "It's okay, Xiao Ting, Daddy's okay, don't cry."

"It's okay, right?"

"Don't cry, right?"

With a bang, the follower next to him kicked the man in the face again, directly kicking him so that his broken teeth flew out.

At this point, the man who had been suppressing his pain could no longer bear it and let out a painful cry.

The three men from the Black Bear Gang showed joyful smiles.

Seeing this scene, the little doubt in Duan Yun's heart completely disappeared.

Some carbon-based life forms are an insult to the air just by being alive.

He was actually soft-hearted just now?

How naive!