Without Yang Jian messing around, Zhou Qingfeng was really happy. He swaggered over two servants and a few of Gu Yuanwei's female guards. He even brought some silver and walked out of Hetuala in a grandiose manner.
Outside of Hetuala, the sky was high and the earth was wide. Zhou Qingfeng suddenly thought, "Why didn't I just escape back to Fushun? Otherwise, when Gu Yuanwei comes back, it will be troublesome. "But then he thought," What can I do by returning to Fushun without the strength to truss a chicken? It wasn't easy to come to Hetuala. If I don't stir up some trouble, I will feel sorry for the hardships I suffered along the way. None of my original plans have been realized, so I can't leave so easily. "
With confidence, Zhou Qingfeng crossed the Suzi River on the pontoon bridge and arrived at the Tuxo Ferry on the other side. Seeing this young master, the female steward at the ferry was very polite. He sent people to inquire about the whereabouts of the ghost cultivator Jia Gang, but no one could give him a clear answer. After circling the ferry, he didn't see anything strange.
Damn, this was the worst-case scenario that Zhou Qingfeng had expected. With great difficulty, he finally got rid of Yang Jian and left Hetuala, but he couldn't find the target he was looking for. He stood at the ferry and scratched his head. The servants and soldiers behind him didn't know what was going on and were full of doubts.
People came and went at the ferry. Zhou Qingfeng was frowning when he suddenly saw a particularly thin and small figure moving slowly among the laborers. This person's hair was disheveled and her face was dirty, so he couldn't see her face clearly. She was covered in mud and her clothes were tattered. Only two shriveled breasts on her chest could prove that she was a woman. The supervisors and other laborers around her were laughing at her, using sticks and whips to poke and beat her, just for fun.
A bunch of weak scum bullying even weaker people.
This scene made Zhou Qingfeng's head buzz and his chest feel stifled again. He couldn't bear to see this kind of thing, really couldn't bear to see this kind of thing. He came from a civilized era and only saw the tragic world from books and videos. Now that the real scene had appeared in front of him, he felt a lump in his throat and almost wanted to cry.
That was Mao Ada's wife. Zhou Qingfeng recognized this pitiful woman at a glance.
The woman struggled to carry a bundle of wood into the warehouse. She walked in front of the supervisor and stretched out her skinny palm, asking for her reward with a pleading gaze. The reward was a very small piece of bread. it was very small. The supervisor deliberately didn't give it and kept throwing the bread in his hands. The woman could only kneel and beg with him. The entire time, she was expressionless and was completely numb.
"Give her what she deserves." Zhou Qingfeng slowly walked over. Even though he had told himself to mind his own business ten thousand times, he still walked over. The supervisor was Zhou, and Qingfeng, Zhou, and Up Qingfeng. up with him.
Zhou Tian Zhou Qingfeng didn's up. with up. "Zhou Zhou Zhou Qingfeng Feng" The Zhou. Zhou Qingfeng could only repeat himself, "Give her what she deserves."
The supervisor hurriedly handed all the flatbread in his hands to the woman and even handed his water gourd to her. The woman looked up and saw Zhou Qingfeng. She also recognized this eight-year-old child. Her expression finally changed. She smiled bitterly and picked up the dirty flatbread and water gourd from the ground. She let out a long sigh and began to eat slowly.
It was Zhou Qingfeng's first time seeing this woman smile. This smile made his heart ache. How much suffering did she have to go through to have such a moving smile? He watched as the woman finished the bread and drank all the water. The woman was calm the entire time. She didn't have her usual cowardice. It was as if she was eating her last dinner.
Zhou Qingfeng felt as if there was a weight hanging on his heart. There were many people like this who had been humiliated and hurt in this small ferry. The one in front of him was just a small example. All Zhou Qingfeng could do was watch over her and let her have a good meal. When she finished eating, he turned and left.
"Little brother, you are a good person." The woman spoke from behind Zhou Qingfeng. Her voice was hoarse and weak, but she finally spoke.
Zhou Qingfeng stopped in his tracks and replied with his back facing her, "Maybe."
The woman said again, "I heard someone say that you are looking for that guy who is neither human nor ghost. I know he is there. "
Zhou Qingfeng looked back and saw the woman pointing at the mountains north of the ferry. She said, "That guy lives behind the mountain ridge in the north. It's not far. Little brother, you don't have to be afraid of him. That guy is alone and has no helpers. Everyone here is afraid of him and hates him. "
There was a green forest north of the ferry, and a small path snaked through it. After Zhou Qingfeng confirmed the direction, he took out a few pieces of silver from his pocket and placed them in front of the woman, saying "Thank you". The woman didn't say anything. She didn't even pick up the pieces of silver. She just smiled.
Zhou Qingfeng once again led the team to the north of the forest. Only then did the servants around him know that their young master was looking for a ghost cultivator. For a moment, many people's faces turned pale, and some even tried to persuade him, "Young master, cultivators are very powerful, and ghost cultivators are even more strange. Should we call Master Yang to help us?"
"I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of? Is your life more precious than mine? "Zhou Qingfeng led the team in front, and the others could only bite the bullet and follow him. After walking a few dozen meters away, he turned his head to look in the direction of the ferry — just as he expected, the supervisor of the ferry was ruthlessly whipping that woman, venting out the vicious aura that Zhou Qingfeng had just suppressed. The blood that was drawn out was even rising along with the whip.
The woman's scream drifted with the wind. After the servant heard it, he tried to persuade Zhou Qingfeng again, "Young master, you are a kind person, but don't meddle in this kind of thing. The more you meddle, the faster that woman will die. She won't get a single cent of the money you give her. In this day and age, the lives of the poor are cheap. You can meddle with one today, but tomorrow, there will be ten or even a hundred that you will meddle with. Even if you have a mountain of gold and silver, you won't be able to save many people. "
"I know, I know everything." Zhou Qingfeng took a few deep breaths, trying his best not to let the gloomy mood affect him, and continued walking towards the mountain. He thought to himself, This world is too dark, I don't want to be assimilated by it. But I'm becoming more and more irritable, and difficult to control.
There was a small path in the mountain, and after walking for a few hundred meters, an open space appeared. A straw hut suddenly appeared, and there were a few wooden frames around it. Smoke came out of the straw hut, and there was a smell of medicine. There were many pieces of meat hanging on the wooden frames, and when he got closer, he could see that some of them were clearly human limbs.
There was a strange aura in this place, and when Zhou Qingfeng barged in, he immediately felt goosebumps all over his body, and he was secretly shocked. The accompanying servants all hid behind Zhou Qingfeng, and the other female cultivators pulled out their blades and were on guard, their eyes filled with fear.
Zhou Qingfeng shouted towards the straw hut, "Is Jia Gang there? Come out and see me. "
There was a rustling sound in the straw hut, and soon, a small figure came out. When they saw this figure, the servants hiding behind Zhou Qingfeng immediately screamed and ran out in panic. The female cultivators were also thrown into chaos, and they only managed to calm down after taking a few steps back.
Zhou Qingfeng was also frightened by this figure, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. It was a ghost-like child. His face was gray, his hair was sparse, and his limbs were as shriveled as a mummy's. His eyes could still move, but the translucent pupils were even more frightening. When he saw Zhou Qingfeng and the others, he raised his hands high, revealing his sharp claws, and let out a frightening sound as he quickly pounced over.
Zhou Qingfeng hurriedly retreated into the protective circle of the female cultivators. The female cultivators could only muster up their courage and brandish their blades, shouting to stop this ghost-like thing from getting closer. The ghost child ran away in fear of the blades, and a hoarse shout came from inside the straw hut. "Hairy Egg, stand down."
Hairy Egg?
Zhou Qingfeng was still unsettled, but he stared at the ghost child. The ghost child was also looking at him, but in the blink of an eye, he ran away and disappeared into the nearby forest.
When he looked at the straw hut again, Jia Gang appeared with a ghostly aura. This ghost cultivator was always gloomy, and his smile was uglier than his cry. He stared at Zhou Qingfeng and said in amusement, "Hey, isn't this the Zhou brat who has been in the limelight in the Jianzhou Female Cultivators recently? I originally thought that it was amazing that you had a master in the East Faction Guards, but I didn't expect that you would be able to get close to Grand Concubine Abahai as soon as you arrived in Hetuala. "
"You seem to know a lot."
"I'm not deaf or blind. If I want to survive in the Barren North, I have to find out more. Otherwise, I won't even know how I died. May I know why Young Master Zhou has condescended to visit my straw hut? "
"Tell me first, what happened to that child?" Zhou Qingfeng pointed in the direction where the ghost child disappeared and asked, "I've seen that kid. He was a living person before, so how did he become like this?"
Jia Gang didn't seem to want to say it, but he still said, "His father sold him to me, so naturally, I'll deal with him. I refined him into a ghost child. Again, it was his father who sold him to me. I didn't steal or rob him. "
"F * ck, that's easy for you to say." Zhou Qingfeng looked at the wooden frame next to the straw hut.
"Haha, that child had a hard life. If he hadn't been refined by me, he would have starved to death. In any case, I have a clear conscience. " Jia Gang also explained about the human flesh. "There are always people who think they're infallible and come looking for trouble with me, and the various malicious ghosts I raise need blood as food. They deserve it."
"F * ck, I knew it wasn't a good idea to look for you." Zhou Qingfeng suppressed the displeasure in his heart and said with a frown, "I want to make a deal with you. Let me owe you a favor."
Hearing this, Jia Gang laughed out loud. His sharp laughter scared the female guards so much that their legs turned to jelly. Two of them felt a sharp pain in their heads, and they couldn't even hold on to their sabers, which fell with a clang. Zhou Qingfeng was also irritated by the laughter, and his blood boiled. However, the 'sun tablet' on his chest quickly reacted and protected his heart, brain, and other vital parts.
"Are you done laughing? If you are, then listen to me, "Zhou Qingfeng said calmly.
Jia Gang shouted unhappily, "You so-called 'righteous sects' are all like this. You hate us ghost cultivators to death, and you always want to kill us. When you want to order us around, it's like you're giving us great blessings. How disgusting. "
"It's quite disgusting, but as long as you still want to live in Jianzhou, I'll owe you a favor. It's much better than you owing me one. Also, let me make a deal. You can name a price. I want you to replenish my spiritual energy with one of my magic treasures. "Saying this, Zhou Qingfeng took out the pink 'transformation wand' from his clothes.
Seeing the heart shaped wand, which had a super cute shape, Jia Gang frowned and asked, "What is this?"
"Why do you care what it is? Just pour your spiritual energy into it until the 'heart' at the top of the wand starts to flash. "Zhou Qingfeng threw the wand to Jia Gang." You live like a mouse in this damn place. Having a relationship with me will only benefit you. What do you want? As long as I can get it, we can discuss. "
Hearing this, Jia Gang was tempted. For a normal society, ghost cultivators were hated by everyone. Becoming a ghost cultivator was something they had no other choice. Jia Gang came to this desolate northern area because he couldn't survive in the Central Plains anymore. However, the people here didn't like ghost cultivators. At most, he could barely survive.
Trying to infuse some spiritual energy into the wand, Jia Gang estimated how much he should ask for. After a while, he said, "Alright, I can make a deal with you. I heard that you can make the Hundred Flavor Dew. This thing has a magical effect on calming the mind. I just happen to need it. "
"Hahaha … Then you're lucky to have met me. But I have to say that the quality of my Hundred Flavor Dew isn't that good. "Zhou Qingfeng turned around and shouted," Slaves, where the hell are you? I, your master, am not done yet. Get back here. "
After a while, the servants who accompanied Zhou Qingfeng reappeared, trembling. He grabbed one of them and said, "Go back to my bedroom and get a porcelain bottle with the 'Hundred Flavor Dew' label."
It wouldn't take long to go back and forth to Hetuala. An hour later, Jia Gang received the goods sent by Zhou Qingfeng. A drop of poor quality 'Hundred Flavor Dew' was put into his mouth. The black gas that came out of this guy's body was somewhat restrained, and he looked like a human.
"Yes, this is what I want." Jia Gang looked at Zhou Qingfeng with joy. "You're willing to make a deal with ghost cultivators. You're really not an ordinary guy. If you need anything in the future, just come to me. "
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