Time passed quickly, and autumn arrived in the blink of an eye. The maple leaves in the mountains gradually reddened, and the golden ears of rice became plump bit by bit.
An ox cart passed through a small path in the fields slowly. The Oxen that pulled the cart had no one to drive it. The ox cart was covered in thick beast hides, and a young man lay on it. He chewed on some straw, resting his head on his arms leisurely as he gazed at the sky. A dagger was tied to one side of his waist, and a wooden tablet hung from the other. He was Li Qingshan.
He had over a thousand taels of silver on him, and he wanted to go to Cypress Stream town that was over five kilometers away. In a remote mountain village, spending money was not an easy matter.
If he wanted to buy things, he could only go to a larger town. Qingyang city was abundant in resources, but it was too far away, and it definitely would not be cheap.
As a result, he could only settle for the next best thing and go to the town. At a fixed time every month, there would be a large gathering in the town. At that time, the people from the nearby villages would all go to the town to conduct various transactions. It was the best time to buy ginseng. And, he had accumulated quite a lot of beast hides, so he could use this opportunity to sell them.
Originally, Li Qingshan did not want Oxen to pull the cart anymore, but Oxen did not mind being a regular ox at all.
When he arrived at Cypress Stream town, the sky had just brightened. The town was bustling with horses and carriages as people moved to and fro. Many small peddlers called out their goods loudly. It was a bustling sight.
Li Qingshan found an empty space and laid out the beast hides on the prepared sackcloth. However, he did not call out like others. Instead, he sat to one side and meditated. He did not miss any opportunity to cultivate.
In his body, the weak stream of Qi had already grown a little stronger. He was like a playful child, constantly driving the stream of True Qi to flow all over his body.
Although he did not move his body, doing this was extremely taxing on his mind. Li Qingshan would open his eyes from time to time and respond to the customers who came to ask about the price.
He had a huge sum of money on him, and he did not want to become rich through these beast hides. He only wanted to sell them as soon as possible so that he could buy more ginseng. As a result, he set the price extremely low.
Although he refused to bargain with anyone, his business was extremely good. It was almost winter. Li Qingshan had experienced the pain of the bone-chilling wind. All regular people wanted to make a pair of leather boots or a leather jacket. Before long, a large group of people had gathered around his stall.
"Move! Out of the way! " A few young men with bows and arrows on their backs and hunting knives separated the crowd with unfriendly expressions. They surrounded the stall and cast their shadows on Li Qingshan's body, casting Li Qingshan's shadow.
Li Qingshan opened his eyes and asked, "What can I do for you?" His eyesight was no longer the same as before. He could tell at a glance that these people were not easy to deal with.
Although they weren't very old and didn't have a particularly fierce expression on their faces, they had a sharp murderous aura around them. If patch-haired Liu was a barking mangy dog, then they were ferocious mountain guard dogs. Any one of them could easily kill patch-haired Liu.
A short and vigorous young man with a short beard questioned, "Where did you get these beast skins?"
His companions stretched out their hands to play with the beast skins and discovered that it was just as the rumors said. There were no arrow holes or any signs of damage on these beast skins. They were all rare high-quality hides, but they were sold at a much lower price than normal beast skins.
"If you want to buy, then buy. If not, then leave. Don't block the sun." Li Qingshan was too lazy to make up a lie to explain to strangers. He closed his eyes and continued to cultivate.
The surrounding people had already spread out in a circle, but they did not leave. Instead, more and more people gathered. All kinds of discussions could be clearly heard.
"Aren't these the hunters from Drawn Reins Village?" "How dare they look down on the people from Drawn Reins Village. How many lives do they have?"
"Drawn Reins Village!" Li Qingshan's heart skipped a beat. Even with his lack of knowledge, he had heard about this place like thunder. This was one of the villages around Cypress Stream town, located extremely deep into the myriad mountains. The people who lived in the village were all hunters who hunted for a living, so it was no wonder that they gave off such a bearing.
Compared to a farming village like Crouching Ox village, the people of the Drawn Reins village were much fiercer. They fought against wild beasts in the mountains every day and practised a few martial arts that had been passed down through generations. Not only did they refuse to obey the rules of Qingyang city, but they never paid taxes either.
There had once been people in Qingyang city who had attempted to send troops to conquer this place, but before they had even reached the village, they had run into countless traps and hidden arrows. By the time they reached the village after so much difficulty, they had already lost half of their men. The army's morale was low, so the leading general could only draw the reins in front of the village and flee back to Qingyang city in disgrace.
As a result, the original name of the village was forgotten, becoming the Drawn Reins village.
It was possible to imagine just how proud the people of a village that could force an army to return in defeat would be. If a teenager wanted to contend against them, it would undoubtedly be like throwing an egg against a rock.
The short young man said furiously, "You can't sell these beast hides here!"
"Why?" Li Qingshan opened his eyes, and a gleam of light seemed to flash through them.
It made the young man think of the vicious beasts in the mountains. His eyes glowed in the darkness, and he raised his guard instinctively. However, he was not afraid. They were hunters who fought against wild beasts. Moreover, when he saw how Li Qingshan was dressed as a farmer, he looked down on him even more. "Because I won't let you sell them!" He extended his hand to flip Li Qingshan's stall.
A large, coarse hand grabbed the young man's hand like a metal lock. It actually caused him some pain.
The young man was surprised. "What great strength this guy has." However, his reactions were not slow at all. He threw his left fist directly at Li Qingshan's face.
However, his companions showed no intentions of helping out at all. They only watched on coldly from one side. They seemed extremely confident, and some of them even smiled scornfully.
Speaking of which, this was the first time Li Qingshan had truly fought with someone. Patch-haired Liu had no strength to fight back in his drunken state, and Witch had suffered a backlash from the ghost mist.
The fist tore through the air, not giving anyone time to think at all. However, this was the effect of many days of cultivation. Li Qingshan subconsciously tilted his head to avoid it. His right foot stepped on the ground, and his body leaned forward.
With his spine as the center, all the muscles in his body trembled, and as one, an Iron Mountain Lean smashed towards the young man with great force.
Iron Mountain Lean was an extremely common move in fist techniques. Demon Ox's Fist of Great Strength also had it, and it combined three of the moves at the same time.
Demon Ox Stomps on the ground. It stood firmly on its heels and exerted force from the ground. Demon Ox Activates its Hide. It had a tough body and could not be activated. Demon Ox Butts its Horns. It used its body as a horn to smash forward. All of its movements were done in one go.
Oxen lay in the back and nodded in satisfaction.
However, the young man turned pale with fright. It was as if a charging bull had charged at him. He felt a pain in his chest, and was sent flying. He fell into the crowd, and all the muscles and bones in his body felt like they were about to fall apart.
The discussions in the surrounding crowd stopped abruptly. The young man's companions were also stunned for a moment, and then they attacked in anger.
Li Qingshan's expression became more and more serious. One-on-one and one-on-many were two completely different things. Unless the difference in strength was too great, it would be difficult for two fists to fight against four hands. If a strong bull was surrounded by a pack of vicious hunting dogs, it would only end up with pieces of flesh torn off and dying.
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