Oxen didn't reply and closed his eyes.
Li Qingshan lay flat on his bed. Although his face remained calm, his heart was surging uncontrollably. He didn't fall asleep even when it was late at night. But once the taut string in his heart relaxed, he felt even more tired than after a day of farm work, so he immediately fell asleep.
That night, he dreamed that he was enemies with millions of people. He killed until a mountain of corpses covered the sun and a sea of blood and stars sank.
When he woke up, the dream faded like the tide. The sun shone brightly in the room and it was already high in the sky.
Patch-haired Liu's death was like a drop of cold water in a pot of boiling oil. It set off a huge uproar in the village. This fellow had done all kinds of evil in the village. Now that he was finally dead, the ordinary villagers all clapped their hands and cheered, saying that it was retribution.
But then they guessed who did it. Although there were many people who had grudges against Patch-haired Liu, there weren't many who dared to take revenge. There were no secrets in a small village. The villagers thought about it and thought about what happened in the ancestral hall yesterday. But that person didn't come to see the big show, which confirmed their guess.
"Li Erlang killed someone."
"He usually doesn't make a sound, but he actually has such courage."
"I'm afraid he's already escaped."
Amidst the quiet discussion, the faces of the eldest Li couple were deathly pale. Steward Liu and Village Chief Li's faces were as dark as water. The ruffians were so scared that their legs turned to jelly. If they had gone out last night, would they be lying here right now?
Someone cried out in surprise, "Li Erlang is here." The crowd automatically opened up a path. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Li Qingshan walked with large strides to the side of patch-haired Liu's corpse. He didn't feel it last night because of the dusky sky, but today he also felt that the death was horrifying. But he didn't show it on his face. He only said, "It's good that he died." His gaze swept across the crowd from left to right.
Everyone felt that in one night, Li Qingshan seemed to have changed into a different person. He became somewhat frightening. Everyone who was looked at by him felt a chill run down their backs. And those who were directly involved were even more frightened.
Village Chief Li said, "Tie up Li Er and send him to the ancestral hall."
Crouching Ox village was just too remote. It was basically an autonomous village. If there was anything, the elders in the village would discuss and resolve it. Even if it was a murder case, they would have to capture the person first and send him to the government. It was impossible to count on the bosses of the government to travel several dozen kilometers to a place like this to capture the person. Therefore, they basically didn't have any dealings with the yamen, and directly carried out private executions in the village.
The villagers were in an uproar. Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows and shouted, "Who dares?" Even though he did not have a weapon in his hand, his murderous aura was like an unsheathed sword, showing off its edge.
None of the villagers stepped forward, not only because they were afraid of Li Qingshan. There was a scale in everyone's heart, and the villagers' thinking was even more simple: Village Chief, you colluded with the tyrants and bullied the kind, what right do you have to order us? The villagers also watched Erlang grow up, and he even called you grandpa. You really have the heart to do this. This patch-haired Liu deserved to die. Erlang did this to rid the people of evil.
"Patch-haired Liu got drunk and fell to his death. What does this have to do with Erlang?" The one who spoke was Zhang Wuge, who had a great grudge against patch-haired Liu. Patch-haired Liu had once tried to bully his wife when he was working in the fields. Back then, he was tempted to fight it out with this bastard, but his wife had bitterly persuaded him not to. Now that he saw his corpse lying on the ground, he felt indescribably carefree.
Someone immediately echoed, "Yeah, yeah, he fell to his death. This is all retribution from the heavens."
For a moment, there was a hubbub of voices. They all said patch-haired Liu died in an accident. They completely ignored the holes in patch-haired Liu's body on the ground. When they looked at Li Qingshan, their gazes became a little more respectful.
Li Qingshan suddenly became rather moved. This was the so-called public opinion.
Village chief Li knew that if this continued, his authority in the village would definitely be greatly affected. Furthermore, he really was rather afraid of Li Qingshan's revenge. If he had known that this kid was so vicious, he definitely would not have twisted his mouth over some silver. The villagers didn't listen to his commands. Those ruffians were even worse than ordinary people, so they had already sneaked away.
He could only take a look at Steward Liu. He should be able to command the servants and workers in the family, but Steward Liu pretended not to see them. In any case, it was Big Li who insisted on selling the land to him, and he didn't show up. His family was big, so why should he go head-on with such a strong person over such a trivial matter? Moreover, if he was not careful, he would incite the anger of the people.
Unknowingly, he had already treated Li Qingshan as a strong person.
"Possessed by a demon, possessed by a demon. I told you, I told you." Witch suddenly pointed at Li Qingshan and howled.
The villagers' expressions changed greatly. They couldn't help but move a little further away from Li Qingshan.
Li Qingshan stepped forward and kicked her down. "You old hag, how long are you going to falsely accuse me? If you dare to say another word, I'll tear your mouth apart."
Witch let out an "aiyo" and didn't dare to say anything. She only stared at him with a venomous gaze.
Li Qingshan was unafraid. "If you really have supernatural powers, then let your ghosts come and find me. Let's see if I'm afraid or not." After saying this, he walked out of the crowd with his head held high. He walked to a place where there was no one around. Just Now, his aura had been released. He felt his heart beating violently, but he knew that he had made the right move.
If he hid in his house out of fear and gave Village Head Li time to mobilize the villagers, someone would come to arrest him before nightfall. With his current physique, could he really fight against three to five burly men? Only by taking a risky move, suppressing the others with his aura and obtaining justice, could he truly be safe and sound.
When he returned to the thatched cottage, Oxen had already been waiting for a long time. He looked up and down at Li Qingshan.
Li Qingshan also noticed the strange atmosphere. He went forward and bowed respectfully. He raised his head and asked with a smile, "Brother Ox, do you still need to hold a banquet to formally acknowledge me as your master?"
Oxen said, "Which of your wine and meat wasn't brought by me? What banquet to formally acknowledge me as your master?"
Li Qingshan spread his arms and said, "I'll help you gather some tender grass, alright?"
Oxen's eyes darkened. "Stop joking around. Since you have the intention to kill, that's why I taught you the art of killing. In the future, you'll inevitably have to fight with others. You won't have a single day of peace. If your cultivation isn't enough and you get killed, you'll have no regrets."
"The weak are prey to the strong. It doesn't matter where I go. I don't dare to say that I have no regrets, that's all."
Oxen said, "No regrets? Since you've made up your mind, I'll teach you the Ox Demon's Fist of Great Strength. When you've cultivated the strength of a bull and laid down your foundation, I'll teach you the Tiger Demon's Fist of Bone Training. With these two skills, you'll be able to practice the supernatural power of Daoism, the Strength of Nine Bulls and Two Tigers. By then, you'll be able to do whatever you want in the world."
"The Strength of Nine Bulls and Two Tigers?" When Li Qingshan first heard about it, he found it quite ordinary. What was so special about nine oxen and two tigers? They were just the most ordinary of livestock and wild beasts. Were they really worthy of being called supernatural abilities? Could they run amok in the world?
But when he thought about it carefully, he was shocked. He had been herding bulls for more than ten years and knew how strong a bull was. A bull's strength was equivalent to ten strong men. As long as one could obtain the strength of one bull, they would be able to wear armor and fight on the battlefield. They would be worthy of the title of a fierce general.
There was nothing special about nine bulls and two tigers, but if all these strengths were gathered on one person, he would have the strength of a thousand catties with just a lift of his hand. Who would be able to stop him? Even if Lu Bu was reborn and Li Yuanba was alive, they wouldn't be able to stop a light punch from him.
"But since it's a supernatural power of Daoism, why is it called the Ox Demon and the Tiger Demon?"
"This supernatural power was originally an ancient supernatural power. It's been lost now."
When Li Qingshan heard the word "ancient", he became excited. From what he knew, any elixirs, secret manuals, or treasures, as long as they were related to the word "ancient", they would be extremely powerful.
But Oxen's following explanation disappointed him. The reason why this supernatural power was lost was because it was too difficult to use. It was replaced by other supernatural powers created by the geniuses of later generations. In short, it was eliminated.
The ancient sages were indeed powerful, but the later generations might not necessarily be inferior to the predecessors. Moreover, they were standing on the shoulders of the predecessors.
"The cultivators of the current era value the cultivation of Qi and look down on the cultivation of the body. They even refer to the body as a smelly bag. This kind of supernatural power that pursues brute force naturally won't be taken seriously."
"Heh, you don't have to be too disappointed. This supernatural power that I'm teaching you is no longer the original version. It was modified by a powerful figure of the demon race. That's why it's called the Ox Demon and the Tiger Demon. The Ox Demon cultivates the body, while the Tiger Demon cultivates the bones. As the saying goes, 'When the Dao rises one foot, the Devil rises ten'. Its power is also much stronger. "
"Are there any drawbacks to cultivating this supernatural power with my human body?"
"I don't know. Because no one has tried it before, I might go berserk and become a demon."
Oxen said it casually, but Li Qingshan could only smile bitterly. It was fine if he cultivated an ancient supernatural power that had been lost for a long time. At most, he would become a "weirdo" and be laughed at by other cultivators. However, cultivating a supernatural power that had been modified by the hands of a demon could turn him into a "monster". He might even be slain by the demons.
But now was not the time for him to be picky. Li Qingshan thought for a moment and took a deep breath. "Brother Ox, please teach me this supernatural power." If someone could understand his desire to change his fate, they would understand that he would accept even the devil's help.
Oxen explained the essence of the "Ox Demon's Fist of Great Strength" to him in detail. Li Qingshan immediately started practicing. He moved his body and moved his limbs.
Under the dazzling sunlight, an old ox and a young man sat in the shade of the trees. The old ox lay down leisurely and gave pointers. The young man's expression was solemn as he listened attentively.
Although Oxen could not practice it himself, every word he said would hit the nail on the head. This made Li Qingshan suddenly see the light and gained a deeper understanding of the "Ox Demon's Fist of Great Strength". He practiced with more vigor.
Although Oxen spoke carelessly, he was very satisfied with his "disciple"'s comprehension. As expected of a person who had unlocked his innate wisdom. This kind of person would not live in the wilderness for long. It was unfortunate that he was born in a village deep in the mountains. His fate was really not good. He was like a dragon swimming in shallow water and a tiger falling into the plains.
Otherwise, he would have stood out in any prosperous city, whether it was in martial arts or literature. He would have become a hero and would not have to suffer the anger of a few foolish villagers.
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