Holy body, start with the Five Animal Exercises

49: Of course, I will send you to deathAs soon as he finished speaking, Qin Jiang reacted, ”Oh, oh, oh, Lao Tian actually invited you! Please sit down and rest.”

The two walked to the stone table in the courtyard and sat down, while Meng An stood rooted to the spot, staring blankly.

He rolled his eyes, then quietly went and sat with Tian Shangfei.

After a brief chat, Qin Jiang took a sip of tea. ”Old Doctor, why don’t you move to the Inner City? I’ll find a place for you to open a medical clinic in the Cultivation Market.”

The Old Doctor smiled and shook his head. ”No need. More people in the Outer City need me. Like today, if I were in the Inner City, I wouldn’t have been able to come here.”

He then looked at Meng An. ”By the way, besides the trauma medicine, there’s also an internal medicine. It’s best if he can drink it before tonight.”

Meng An nodded. ”Okay, don’t worry, I’ll definitely get it back before tonight.”

The Old Doctor nodded, sighing slightly. ”I don’t know why he was so severely injured. With both palms severed, earning a living will likely be difficult in the future.”

Hearing this, Qin Jiang picked up the cup on the table, the steam rising and obscuring his face.

”Earning a living isn’t that difficult. There are many jobs that don’t require hands. Ah! Speaking of which, it’s my fault!

I had good intentions to prepare a batch of farm tools, but who would have thought they would fight over them? Those farm tools were indeed a bit sharp, and I didn’t expect them to actually chop off his hands.”

Tian Shangfei looked regretful, with a hint of self-reproach, and forcefully twisted Meng An’s thigh under the table.

Meng An immediately reacted, ”Ah, yes, yes, yes! It’s all Lao Tian’s fault! He calls this having good intentions but doing bad things! Yes! That’s how it is!”

The Old Doctor sighed upon hearing this, picked up his teacup, and took a sip. ”So that’s how it is. It really shouldn’t have happened.”

After speaking, he stood up. ”Since there’s nothing else, I’ll be heading back now.”

Qin Jiang stood up to see him off. ”Okay, I’ll find a good place for you to keep. If you ever want to go to the Inner City, just find any Disciple of the Red Tiger Gang and they’ll be able to find me.”

That night, in a large courtyard near the edge of Da Liu Village.

Qin Jiang and a group of Red Tiger Gang members were playing Pai Gow in the house, with a bonfire in the center of the spacious room, supporting a large iron pot with a diameter of over two meters with wooden sticks.

A rich aroma of meat wafted from the pot, mixed with the unique scent of spices.

”Lao Meng, go check how it’s cooking,” Qin Jiang said.

Meng An put down his pipe, walked to the pot, picked up a shovel, and stirred. ”Not yet, Boss. The meat from these two old black pigs is tough to stew. It’ll probably take another half an hour.”

Bang, bang, bang! Bang, bang, bang!

Just as he was speaking, outside the house—no, outside the courtyard—there was a series of urgent knocks, and faint sounds of anxious shouting could be heard.

Meng An put down the shovel and looked towards the courtyard gate through the house door.

”Boss, should we?”

Qin Jiang shook his head. ”No need to pay attention.”

As he spoke, he slightly raised his palm, and a black-red Evil Qi fell beneath the large iron pot.

Whoosh—!

The flames instantly surged, yet were confined to the bottom of the pot by the Evil Qi.

In a short while, the iron pot continuously gurgled, emitting a rich aroma of meat, and the scent of spices was also activated.

”Let’s eat, we’ll play later,” Qin Jiang said, tossing down his Pai Gow tiles.

”Ah—!!!”

Clang! Clang! Clang!

A series of terrified screams came from outside the courtyard, accompanied by low roars, as if something was repeatedly smashing against something.

Meng An paused for a moment, then called for people to get bowls and serve the meat.

Qin Jiang stood up and pushed open the house door. A cool breeze rushed in, and in summer, the night wind was undoubtedly delightful.

”Boss, your meat.”

Meng An walked over, carrying a basin as large as a man’s embrace, and set it down. Inside were two whole pork hind legs and four kidneys.

Qin Jiang nodded, his hands enveloped in Evil Qi, and directly picked up a pork leg to gnaw on, chewing and swallowing even the bones.

A moment later, the screams from outside the courtyard gradually faded, and Qin Jiang also picked up the basin and drank the meat broth.

”Boss, it’s cold tonight.”

Tian Shangfei walked over and draped a black cloak over him.

Qin Jiang looked at the cloak with some surprise. ”Where did this come from?”

”It’s from Elder Chen. He already knows that you, Boss, have mastered the Red Tiger Fist. This cloak doesn’t have the Red Tiger emblem embroidered on it; only those within the gang who have mastered the Red Tiger Fist are qualified to wear it,” Tian Shangfei said.

Qin Jiang nodded slightly. In fact, at his current Realm, he was impervious to heat and cold.

However, it was a kind gesture after all.

He tightened the collar and quietly gazed at the sky, where dark clouds obscured the moon and stars.

The next morning, at the open space in Da Liu Village.

A group of villagers surrounded the open space, looking with horror at Zheng DeYu in the center.

At this moment, his face was ashen, and he held a wooden box, collecting the ashes from the ground.

”Get out of the way! Quickly clear the path!”

Red Tiger Gang Disciples pushed the villagers aside, forming a small path, and Qin Jiang walked into the open space.

”Boss, I heard that this guy’s wife turned into a zombie last night, then killed many villagers. When the sun came out this morning, she turned to ash,” Tian Shangfei whispered behind him.

Qin Jiang nodded, walked closer, and helped collect the ashes.

[Potential Points absorbing... 0.10... 1]

[Potential Points: 14.3]

In just half a breath, the Potential Points were absorbed.

He looked at the ashes on the ground with some surprise. Were their feelings really that deep?

Before, when he was at the pawnshop, he had tried many so-called tokens of love, and without exception, none contained Potential Points.

Perhaps he had looked in the wrong place; if their feelings were deep, they wouldn’t have taken them to a pawnshop.

”If you can’t stay here, you can come to the city with me and join the Red Tiger Gang,” he said.

Zheng DeYu shook his head, carefully collecting the ashes. ”No need, sir. I want to stay in the village and guard my wife’s grave.”

Tian Shangfei, behind Qin Jiang, was somewhat bewildered. ”Don’t be ungrateful! What’s so good about this broken village!”

Qin Jiang shook his head, and with a wave of his hand, a swirl of Evil Qi swept all the ashes into the box.

He stood up, his palm resting on the hilt of his saber.

”Is that not enough? You’re really troublesome like this. Am I giving you too much leeway?”

Zheng DeYu stood up with a bewildered look. ”Sir, what do you mean?”

Qin Jiang didn’t answer, speaking to himself: ”Actually, before, I always thought that the bizarre had little self-awareness.

Now it seems that’s not the case.”

Zheng!

The blade vibrated, slashing horizontally across Zheng DeYu’s neck.

Hiss~

Blood splattered, tinged with a faint black, and fell on Qin Jiang’s clothes, making a hissing, corrosive sound. In the blink of an eye, Qin Jiang’s entire upper garment was corroded away, revealing his heavily muscled upper body.

Thump~ Thump~

Zheng DeYu’s head fell to the ground, rolling two or three meters away.

Hiss—!

Tian Shangfei’s eyes widened, looking at Qin Jiang and the rolling head with a stunned expression.

The head clearly still had a bewildered smile?!

”How did you know?” The head on the ground spoke with a smile.

The headless body in front of Qin Jiang walked over, gently picked up the head, and placed it back on its neck.

Qin Jiang waved his hand, and Tian Shangfei’s body was swept backward by the Evil Qi.

He looked at Zheng DeYu. At this moment, Zheng DeYu’s skin was bluish-black, and his eyes were black hollows.

”At first, you didn’t eat the meal prepared for you. But at that time, I didn’t suspect anything; I just thought you couldn’t eat.”

As he spoke, Qin Jiang gently wiped the bloodstains from the blade with two fingers. The blood that could corrode clothes caused him no harm.

”Later, when you fainted, and I fanned you awake, I felt a slight abnormality, but I only thought you had Yin Qi entering your body.

It wasn’t until that night, after you gave me the silver hairpin and left, that I found the next morning that there were only my footprints and Lao Tian’s on the layer of ore dust outside the door.

That’s when I thought you might be bizarre. What made me finally confirm your identity... what do you think it was?”

At this point, Qin Jiang waved his black water, twisted his wrist, and looked at Zheng DeYu.

Zheng DeYu held the urn and pondered slightly. ”What was it?”

”You shouldn’t have let them dig up your wife’s body. You forgot, the heart blood of the bizarre is black,” Qin Jiang said with a smile.

Zheng DeYu stood rooted to the spot, black Qi swirling around him. After a long silence, he spoke, ”Since you knew I was bizarre, what did you mean by asking me to join the Red Tiger Gang?”

Qin Jiang tilted his head slightly and burst out laughing. ”How interesting. You didn’t actually believe it, did you? Of course, I was planning to send you on your way when we returned.”