68: Old profession?

Big Yellow Tooth very tactfully led the horse away, saying, “Fourth Master, you are busy, I will go arrange food and drinks for you.”

Xu Sanyan nodded, picked up the Chieftain's Wife, and walked into the room.

“You seem to have gained weight again.”

The Chieftain's Wife buried her head in Xu Sanyan’s arms, too embarrassed to look up, and said, “How could I…?”

In the distance, Big Yellow Tooth tied up the horse and walked towards the kitchen.

Although he had been living here, he had never touched the Chieftain's Wife, because she was Fourth Master’s woman.

If he didn't control his lower self, he would lose his head.

Compared to the small head, the big head was still more important.

...

“Master, why are you free to come back?”

Xu Sanyan let out a long sigh, “Just passing by. I’ll leave tomorrow morning.”

“Oh~~”

The Chieftain's Wife’s face fell upon hearing this, and she responded unwillingly.

Only she knew what she was thinking, but her expression was truly impeccable.

Xu Sanyan pondered, perhaps he could find the Materials to refine the Life Coffin Technique in Taian City.

It required a body with official Qi, and a new county magistrate had just been appointed a few days ago, which was perfect.

As for malevolent Qi, perhaps Zhu Yong could be used as a substitute; Xu Sanyan felt his malevolent Qi was quite strong.

Zhu Yong was the county Lieutenant (sheriff) in Taian City, with a terrible temper and a fierce disposition, so he should be suitable.

As for scholarly Qi, there must be many scholars in Taian City.

The final Killing Intent was even simpler; he just needed to find a few butchers or similar people, or failing that, he could pick some people with strong Killing Intent from the White Horse Gang or the garrison.

Thinking of this, Xu Sanyan found it feasible and decided to handle this matter after returning from Dafeng Town.

While he was deep in thought, the two dressed, and outside, Big Yellow Tooth had already set up the feast. After eating their fill, Xu Sanyan carried the Chieftain's Wife back into the room.

...

Early the next morning, as soon as the city gates opened, Xu Sanyan rode his horse wildly towards Dafeng Town.

A few days later, as he went deeper, the wind and sand grew stronger, and Xu Sanyan tore a piece of cloth to cover his mouth and nose.

This morning, Xu Sanyan was traveling as usual. He estimated that he would reach Dafeng Town in one more day.

Suddenly, sounds of weapons clashing came from the yellow sand in the distance, occasionally mixed with screams and angry curses.

Xu Sanyan raised his eyebrows; it felt so familiar.

Previously, the two groups of bandits in this area, Wu Jue and Geng the Cripple, both died in Dafeng Town, and their elite subordinates were almost entirely wiped out. The common people finally had a few good days, but unexpectedly, after only a few months, bandits were already foraging for food here again.

After Wu Jue’s death, fewer than ten of his bandits were still alive, and all the wealth he had accumulated was taken over by Xu Sanyan, along with Wu Jue’s wife.

It must be said, the Chieftain's Wife was truly moist, making Xu Sanyan unable to let go.

As for Geng the Cripple’s gang, it must have been similar, or even worse; several of their leaders were wiped out by Ma Tianqing’s summoned Blood Demon.

Xu Sanyan continued on his way. Through the wind and sand, he could already see what was happening ahead. Seven or eight carriages were parked to the side, loaded with goods, and a large “ white” (White) character was printed on the side of one of the carriages.

The carriage in the very middle, however, had a canopy, and someone should be sitting inside. Three or four people were desperately guarding the carriage, preventing the bandits from approaching.

The two sides were fiercely fighting all around. Over a dozen corpses lay on the ground; some people had not yet died and were crying out miserably while clutching their wounds. Xu Sanyan frowned, finding it noisy.

The two sides were easy to distinguish: one side, wearing sheepskin coats, wielding Guanshan blades, and looking ferocious, were the bandits.

The other side, wearing gray robes and holding various weapons, were from the merchant association.

Xu Sanyan looked at the “ white” character and thought carefully, but he still couldn't recall which family it belonged to.

When he had been active in this area, he had encountered many large merchant houses. If it was an old one, he should have had an impression.

Of course, the people from the merchant houses did not want to encounter him.

Xu Sanyan stood to the side and watched. The wind and sand cleared a bit, and someone in the distance noticed him, but no one paid attention, as he was only one person.

The brutal slaughter continued for a long time, finally nearing its end before Xu Sanyan lost interest.

Over a dozen bandits surrounded the carriage. Three wounded men guarded the carriage with desperate eyes; they knew they would surely die today.

“Kill them!”

A bandit leader, with a ferocious expression, rushed forward first.

“Kill!” the three shouted to embolden themselves, meeting the charge without fear.

Xu Sanyan shook his head lightly; these three were at the end of their rope, unable to turn the tide.

Indeed, in just a few moves, the three fell to the ground. The bandit leader eagerly wanted to see what was hidden inside the carriage that they had guarded so desperately.

Xu Sanyan was also a little curious. He adjusted his horse’s angle. As a long blade lifted the curtain, the scene inside was revealed.

He saw a woman with a weak complexion leaning against the carriage, her pretty face pale, without a trace of color, her eyes hazy, and her lips slightly pursed, looking as if she were about to die.

The bandit leader and Xu Sanyan simultaneously shook their heads in disappointment. They had thought there was some treasure, but it was just a woman.

Although she was very beautiful, she was useless. Women were not scarce in this Northwest region, and besides, this woman was not exceptionally beautiful.

In Xu Sanyan’s estimation, she was about an eight out of ten, comparable to Yang Qizhu.

“Tui, damn it, all this trouble for a woman, and we lost so many brothers. It’s a loss,” the leader cursed, spitting.

Someone beside him said, “Second Master, there’s a person over there who’s been staring at us. I don’t know what he’s doing.”

The leader waved his hand impatiently, “Ask him what he’s doing. He’s been watching for so long and hasn’t run, so he must have some skills. Try not to offend him.”

“Alright.”

The man nodded, trotted over, held his blade in a reverse grip, and clasped his fists, “Brother, where are you from? Where are you going?”

“From the Great Tang in the East, going to the Western Heaven to worship Buddha and seek scriptures.”

Xu Sanyan casually made something up, while looking at the woman in the carriage.

Honestly, this kind of Lin Daiyu-like woman really had a unique charm.

“Hey, Big Brother, he’s a monk,” the bandit turned and shouted.

The leader turned to examine Xu Sanyan, then cursed at the man, “Where in the hell did you see he’s a monk? What kind of monk dresses like this?”

Xu Sanyan was too lazy to argue with them. He rode his horse forward. The surrounding bandits became alert. This person’s demeanor clearly showed he didn’t take them seriously, so they didn’t dare to offend him rashly.

“Brother, is there something you need?” the bandit leader asked cautiously, while leaning his body slightly forward, ready to exert force instantly.