"Thank you, everyone, for your assistance!" Li Qingshan thanked Ye Dachuan, Huang Binghu, and Liu Hong one by one. No matter what their motives were, help was help, and their reward was the remaining granaries, warehouses, and armory of the Black Wind stronghold.
As for the treasury, it had always been well-hidden. With the fire, even the secret door had been destroyed. If they wanted to enter again, they could only move the rubble, find the right position, and force their way in.
Everyone in the bandit hunting army was beaming with joy and sighed in relief. They had originally been worried, thinking that they would have to fight the Black Wind Mountain Bandits to the death. Now, they could move the spoils of war without a drop of blood on their swords. It was great. They could even brag to others when they returned.
Ye Dachuan, Huang Binghu, Liu Hong, and Li Qingshan stood together and watched everyone move the items. Li Qingshan seemed to be the leader.
Other than the wine gourd at his waist and the Flying Dragon Sword on his back, Li Qingshan also had a new porcelain jar at his waist and a painting scroll on his back.
Naturally, the porcelain jar contained Little Ann. He had absorbed the essence blood of so many bandits in one go, so he needed some time to digest and absorb it. As for the painting scroll, it was a spirit artifact he had obtained. Because it was calligraphy and could emit sword Qi, he named it the Cursive Sword Calligraphy.
These two items attracted the attention of the other three, but he did not say, and no one tactfully asked. No matter what it was, it was his spoils of war, and he could not allow others to touch it.
Li Qingshan said, "Chief Hunting's injuries are not serious, right?"
Huang Binghu said, "Don't worry, my blade is accurate. There won't be any injuries."
Li Qingshan was startled, and then he laughed loudly. "As expected of an experienced person." The human heart was complicated. It was moved by emotions and changed by benefits. There was falsehood in the truth, and truth in the falsehood. Right and wrong, gratitude and grudges could not be calculated, and there was no need to. With a smile, all gratitude and grudges were forgotten.
Huang Binghu also laughed loudly, but he suddenly withdrew his smile. "But the difficult part is yet to come!"
Little Black walked up and bowed deeply to this person who was about the same age as him. "I've let you down." Today's scene had thoroughly shocked him. If such a person became an enemy of the Drawn Reins Village, how terrifying would that be?
Li Qingshan patted his shoulder and walked out of Black Wind Stronghold. "It's almost daybreak!"
Beyond the layers of red clouds, a bright light appeared in the east, and the fire was gradually extinguished.
Li Qingshan suddenly stopped in his tracks. "By the way, hunting chief, did the nickname 'Descended Tiger' come from you?"
"Maybe?" Huang Binghu did not expect him to say this.
Li Qingshan said, "Can you change it?"
Huang Binghu was startled, then smiled bitterly. This kind of name was spread among the people of the Jianghu. He had merely happened to be there, so how could he have the right to change it?
Li Qingshan didn't know that he would soon have a new title.
Black Tiger, Black Tiger Li Qingshan.
Ye Dachuan felt a deep regret at not being able to find the treasury of the Black Wind Stronghold in the end, but he did not show it on his face. Occasionally, his gaze would meet the advisor's, and they were both excited and overjoyed. "A great merit, a great merit!"
Even though it was Li Qingshan's doing, Li Qingshan was the constable he had found, so he, as the county magistrate, could not miss out on the credit. He was already imagining the expression of his cheap brother-in-law, who looked down on him, when he received the news.
"Hahahaha, the Black Wind Stronghold that several county magistrates could not quell was quelled by me as soon as I took office." Ye Dachuan laughed wildly and patted Li Qingshan's shoulder. "Of course, this is all thanks to you, Constable Li. I will definitely report this to the magistrate, who is my brother-in-law, to commend you for your contributions and help you get promoted and rich. Hahahaha."
Constable Li? Li Qingshan only just remembered that he had this title. He smiled and said, "Thank you, Lord Ye, for your praise."
"Not a problem, not a problem!"
The army set off to return to the city. Li Qingshan had nothing to do, so he followed the army slowly. Along the way, everyone discovered that he was not as terrifying as they had imagined him to be. They gradually gathered around him, calling him constable and young hero.
Even Li Qingshan, who had never experienced such treatment before, felt extremely satisfied. Compared to his mediocrity in his past life, the Crouching Ox village was in dire straits. This was what a good man should be like. He definitely did not pretend to be aloof or be indifferent to fame and fortune. Not only did he love fame and fortune, but he also loved wine, meat, and beauties. He had everything in the world.
Huang Binghu bid farewell and returned to the Drawn Reins village to retrieve the tiger bone alcohol that Li Qingshan wanted. Li Qingshan said, "If you have any ginseng, feel free to send it over. I'm willing to buy it for a high price."
After dealing with this matter, he could truly begin practising the Tiger Demon's Fist of Bone Forging. Although Oxen was very secretive about it, Li Qingshan could sense that this ordinary-looking ability contained mysteries that he had yet to comprehend.
And, even if it really was just an ordinary ability, it was not something that any martial arts could compare to. It was extremely important to him. Although he was greedy for fame and fortune, he wasn't blinded by it. Tao Taoran had forgotten where he was. The current prosperity was just the calm before the storm. There were more and bigger challenges ahead. If he didn't prepare in advance, he would be defeated.
However, not only did he not feel fear, but he even became slightly excited. He was just short of yelling for the storm to come even fiercer. This was the life that he had chosen.
Although the roads were easy to travel during the day, they were unable to move quickly because they were carrying a great pile of supplies. Only when evening arrived did the group arrive at the city gates of Qingyang City Just Now, did they hear the deafening sound of gongs and firecrackers.
Li Qingshan asked, "Is there a festival today?"
Liu Hong said, "No, it must be to welcome you. The district magistrate has sent people back to report this beforehand."
Sure enough, as soon as they entered the city, a warm aura flooded their faces. Despite it being winter, the streets were packed with people.
What had happened in Qingyang city last night had shocked everyone in the city. As a result, everyone had been rather absent-minded during the day. Only when the news arrived did the entire city erupt into an uproar.
Li Qingshan smiled and welcomed the crowd. At the same time, he could clearly sense a few hostile gazes from the teahouse on the side of the street. He thought, They've come so quickly!
"Hmph, frogs at the bottom of a well. We've just destroyed a stronghold. Senior brother, when do we do it?" In the teahouse, a woman in blue with a plain appearance but brimming with arrogance said.
"There's no hurry. Let's wait a little longer!" The senior brother who sat before her was a horse-faced man in his thirties. He was in his thirties, but his fingers were long and slender. His waist bulged, and his eyes shone brightly. He could tell with a single glance that he was a master of hidden weapons with great inner force.
"We've made it just in time. If the news spreads, who knows how many people will come to steal it. Why don't we strike first and gain the upper hand?"
"I don't think I can kill two hundred bandits by myself. The Descended Tiger is in full swing right now, so he'll be difficult to deal with." The horse-faced man shook his head. They had only managed to come across this opportunity in Qingyang city, so they wanted to take advantage of it.
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