46: Silver hairpin, new corpse

Whew~~

Qin Jiang frowned and took a deep breath, "Am I giving you too much face?"

Slap! Slap!

He raised his hand and slapped him twice, waking Zheng DeYu, who looked at Qin Jiang in a panic, "What are you doing?! Why are you hitting me?!"

Qin Jiang didn't speak, he just grabbed Zheng DeYu's shirt and lifted him up.

He walked out of the house and threw him.

Tian Shangfei, standing outside, saw a dark shadow fly out, and Zheng DeYu screamed as he fell to the ground.

"Go back to your own house! Don't be an eyesore here!" Qin Jiang stood at the door and said coldly.

After speaking, he glanced at Tian Shangfei, who shivered, "Boss! What are your orders!"

Qin Jiang shook his head slightly, "Don't call me until Meng An comes back."

After speaking, he looked at his body, patted it casually, and a layer of mineral dust fell to the ground.

After he was clean, he turned directly and entered the house, a wisp of Evil Qi landed on the door, closing it directly.

Tian Shangfei stood still, "Alright, Boss! I'll go guard the village entrance right away!"

After speaking, he immediately left with several gang members.

Inside the house, Qin Jiang sat on a chair, contemplating the Red Tiger Leaping Gorge Diagram, and it took a moment for the fire in his chest to subside.

He closed his eyes and pondered. Logically, the Tiger Evil Qi intent of this Red Tiger Fist shouldn't be so strong, at least its influence on him shouldn't be so great.

Otherwise, how could this Martial arts be practiced?

He recalled that before, whether it was Uncle Wang, Nie Dongsheng, or Gang Leader Lu, none of them had shown such a state.

Perhaps, he had overlooked something.

After returning, he could ask Uncle Wang about it.

Looking at the panel,

[Current Martial arts]

Longevity Five Qi Skill (Second Layer) (210/400)

Iron Arm Fist (Perfection)

Earth Dragon Body (Second Layer) (160/300)

Red Tiger Fist (Second Layer) (10/900)

[Potential Points: 11.7]

The first layer of Longevity Five Qi Skill required 250 experience points, and the second layer required 400.

According to normal circumstances, the third layer would require 550 experience points.

This also meant that the advanced True Martial arts derived from Longevity Five Qi Skill were of a higher quality than Red Tiger Fist.

Although it was still a health-preserving technique, its direct combat power was not high.

But that was on the premise of it being the main True Martial arts, and now, his main practice was Red Tiger Fist.

Therefore, cultivating this health-preserving technique concurrently would not only not reduce his strength, but would also make his explosive power stronger and more sustained, undoubtedly greatly improving his combat power.

He nodded slightly. After Red Tiger Fist reached Perfection, he could upgrade Longevity Five Qi Skill to the advanced True Martial arts level. Anyway, the potential points consumed were not many, and the benefits outweighed the costs.

Knock, knock, knock.

That night, Qin Jiang sat silently at the table contemplating the Red Tiger Leaping Gorge Diagram when suddenly there was a knock on the door outside.

"Who is it?"

"Sir, it's me, Zheng DeYu." Zheng DeYu's voice came from outside the door.

"Come in, the door's not locked," Qin Jiang said.

Creak~

Zheng DeYu pushed the door open and entered, already having changed into clean clothes.

He gently closed the door, walked up to Qin Jiang, and took out a cloth package from hisin my arms. He carefully opened it to reveal a silver hairpin the length of a palm, somewhat crudely made.

"Sir, I truly have nothing to thank you with. This hairpin is a family heirloom, originally intended for my wife, but I didn't expect them to be so damned, Sir!"

Zheng DeYu's eyes were moist, and he tried hard to keep the tears from falling.

"I don't need it, you keep it. You don't need to do this; none of them will escape," Qin Jiang said.

Zheng DeYu quickly shook his head, "No, no! Sir, you must accept it! Although this hairpin isn't pretty, it's still worth a few taels of silver if melted down!"

Saying this, he directly presented the silver hairpin to Qin Jiang.

Qin Jiang frowned slightly, raised his hand to push it away, "I said no, give it to me."

Zheng DeYu was stunned, then quickly nodded, "Oh, oh, oh! I'll put it on the table for you."

"Alright, is there anything else? If not, you may leave," Qin Jiang said.

"Yes, yes, yes! I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now." Zheng DeYu bowed and backed away, pushing the door open and leaving.

After he left, Qin Jiang picked up the silver hairpin and walked to the door, watching Zheng DeYu's retreating figure.

Closing the door, he sat back at the table and looked at the panel's prompt.

[Potential points absorbing... 0.1, 0.2, 0.1]

A total of 2.1 potential points were added. Although not much, it was better than none.

However, he hadn't expected Zheng DeYu to have such a treasure in his hands.

Perhaps, he could have people collect some such ancestral relics in the villages near Black Mountain City.

Oh, and there were also some Ancestral Shrines and local shrines that he needed to find time to visit as soon as possible.

After investigating the antique shops and pawn shops in Black Mountain City earlier, because he initially encountered gravestones, he mainly looked for places like mass graves, with almost zero harvest.

This time, he wondered how much he would gain.

Bang, bang, bang!

"Boss! Boss! Boss! Something's wrong!"

The next morning, a hurried knocking on the door was accompanied by Tian Shangfei's anxious shouts.

At the table inside the house, Qin Jiang opened his eyes, and a black-red Evil Qi with a subtle gritty texture emanated from his clear black and white pupils.

Whew~

He took a deep breath, exhaling the stale Qi from the night, then got up and went to the door to open it.

"What's wrong?"

The not yet fully dissipated Evil Qi drifted out with the airflow, making Tian Shangfei's body tremble.

"Boss, someone else died," Tian Shangfei said, his eyes showing a hint of panic.

He had been guarding the village entrance all night, and there had been no movement in the village, but early this morning, someone discovered a body.

"Where is it? Let's go take a look," Qin Jiang said.

"It's still in yesterday's open space, placed with the miners' bodies," Tian Shangfei said.

The two walked out of the courtyard. As they reached the doorway, Qin Jiang suddenly turned to look at the courtyard, then gently closed the wooden door.

Arriving at yesterday's open space, four fresh corpses were laid out together.

Qin Jiang walked over and lightly touched the arm of one of them with his finger. A chilling sensation came from his fingertips.

Cold as ice, this was one of the characteristics of the strange power.

Looking at their faces, they were distorted, eyes bulging, filled with intense fear, similar to the miners' bodies. The cause of death should be the same.

"Boss, what should we do with them?" Tian Shangfei asked.

Qin Jiang stood up and looked around. Villagers had gathered in a circle, looking at the bodies in the open space. Some were grieving, some were relieved, and some were even about to burst out laughing.

Hmm, that was Zheng DeYu.

"Burn them. If the Yin Qi enters the body and they stay here any longer, they might turn into zombies."

He looked at the miners' bodies. He had ordered the cloths to be removed yesterday, leaving them to sunbathe.

But even so, their skin had already turned a faint bluish-black.

"By the way, find out what happened to these people," he instructed.

"Understood, Boss."

Tian Shangfei responded, then waved his hand to summon a few gang members, "Dig a pit and burn them all."

After speaking, he raised his hand again, thought for a moment, and then said, "Prepare some lime powder, and soak the ashes after burning them."

Qin Jiang looked at him with some surprise. Tian Shangfei scratched his head, "This was all taught to us by Sister Hong."

Hearing the name Sister Hong, Qin Jiang felt a slight trance, "Is my sister also in Sixth Hall?"

Tian Shangfei shook his head, "No, that's not it. Before, both Sixth Hall and Fourth Hall didn't have a Hall Master. The Gang Leader wanted to merge Sixth Hall into Fourth Hall, so we worked under Sister Hong.

Later, Elder Chen took over Sixth Hall, and then they separated again."

Qin Jiang nodded, "I see."

Thump! Thump-thump! Thump!

A chaotic sound of horse hooves rang out. Meng An returned with many gang members. A person was laid across his horse, tightly bound with ropes.

Whoa~~!

The horse stopped, and Meng An directly threw the roped figure off the horse.

"Ow~ Ow~"

The figure fell to the ground, letting out a painful wail. Meng An dismounted directly and stepped on the figure's head.

"Boss! I'm late! This kid learned some kind of lightness skill from somewhere; he's too good at running!"