Chapter 22 Conflict Facts have proved that Yang Qingyun thought too much.
If there were treasures of heaven and earth everywhere in the mountains and fields, then the martial arts world in Huangshi Town would not be so weak. The highest level of warriors in the entire town was only the body tempering realm.
Or,
If there are really so many good things in this world, then there are already countless warriors wandering here, so how can these ordinary villagers take risks and harvest them?
Don't underestimate the profit-seeking nature of warriors.
Maybe occasionally there will be some good things in this market that the villagers and farmers don't know.
But I want to meet,
The probability is so low that it is almost the same as the probability of winning a lottery ticket in the previous life.
A little stroll, Nature is nothing.
But Yang Qingyun also had some ideas in his mind.
Although I can't find anything good, I might be able to use some money as a reward to ask the villagers of Huangshi Town who gathered here for trading about some dangerous places outside the wild mountains and forests, the mountainous terrain, and the forbidden areas where ferocious beasts live. Wait for a dangerous place.
In this old age where spiritual energy has not yet been revived, although spiritual energy is said to be barren, But there are always some wild places that produce some natural treasures because of the aura gathered by the terrain or because they are inaccessible! Wouldn't it be better to use the knowledge of one's previous life to roughly estimate the places where genius treasures can appear, and then explore them one by one?
"Brother Qingyuan wants to buy medicinal materials for martial arts training?"
Zhou Weilong, who was accompanying Yang Qingyun on the market, took the initiative to ask.
"This is a market that was formed spontaneously for the villagers from hundreds of villages in Huangshi Town. Although good things occasionally appear, they are usually seized by the Black Tiger Gang. People from the drugstores in the city have been here to keep an eye on them for a long time. It’s basically impossible to buy good things from mountain farmers in exchange for them here.”
"That's it. Thank you, Master Zhou, for reminding me!"
"You're welcome. If Brother Qingyuan needs medicinal materials, my Zhou Family Martial Arts School happens to have contacts with some pharmacies in the city. If you need anything, just ask, I will send it over."
While chatting, Not far away, there was a sudden noise from the livestock trading area where the air was filled with stench.
This caused many people in the market to raise their heads and look in the direction of the commotion.
"Damn country bumpkin! Your young master just lost a batch of good horses three days ago. I didn't expect that they were stolen by a little thief like you! How dare you come to my territory and act arrogantly? Beat me! Beat me to death!"
As angry curses rang out one after another, a simple and honest figure not far away was violently beaten by several fierce figures.
Two fists were no match for four hands, so the figure had no choice but to raise his arms to protect his head, and retreated one after another under the attack of the fierce thugs!
And on the wooden piles not far away, several good horses were snoring!
Obviously this is a trading dispute, The surrounding villagers and passers-by all ducked aside, leaving a large open space, and pointed and watched the show with great interest.
But when many people saw the arrogant and domineering Qing Ye at the head, their faces showed disgust.
The look towards the man who was being beaten also became a little sympathetic.
"This man is out of luck!"
"Yes, but who asked him to come here with such valuable things?"
"A horse costs more than 20 taels of silver. These good horses will only be more expensive, with a total value of hundreds of taels. But the other party is alone. No wonder that rogue Qingqing is thinking about it."
"It's best not to bring valuable things here!"
"Those people from the Black Tiger Gang are not kind people."
The passers-by around were talking a lot, not surprised by such a thing.
After a while
That figure shrank to the ground with a bruised nose and face under the beating.
The man who called himself Qing Ye had a ferocious smile on his face decorated with a green tattoo on the upper right corner of his forehead. He took an iron rod from somewhere, raised it high, and aimed it hard at the man's head on the ground. Smash it down hard and finish it off completely! But in mid-air, a clean palm suddenly stretched out and grabbed the iron rod that was falling rapidly, making it unable to move! The visitor's eyes moved downward, and he saw a figure with a bruised nose and swollen face on the ground at night, his brows slightly furrowed. "Wang Zhu, what's going on?"
Ignoring the ugly look and shouts of the man named Qing Ye opposite him, a faint voice came out in the air.
Hearing the familiar voice, Wang Zhu, who was on the ground, trembled. He quickly released his hands covering his head, raised his head, and saw Yang Qingyun's face! "Mr. Yang, are you here?!"
The man on the ground is none other than Wang Zhu from Wangjia Village! Seeing Yang Qingyun, Wang Zhu's face with a bruised nose and swollen face showed a look of surprise.
but soon,
Immediately afterwards, he became worried about not being able to do things well, and he quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
"Sir, I didn't do what you asked me to do, please punish me!"
"No need, what happened here?"
Yang Qingyun frowned slightly, He bent down and forcibly lifted him up.
"Boy, your Qingye is from the Black Tiger Gang, so don't meddle in other people's business!"
At this time, the man named Qing Ye was tightly grasped by Yang Qingyun. He could not break free with all his strength. His face was red from holding back, but he threatened in a stern and restrained manner.
"If you offend our Black Tiger Gang, no one in the sky or on earth can save you in Huangshi Town!"
"Is it?"
Yang Qingyun said calmly.
The palm of the hand suddenly exerted force,
Click!
The iron rod dented and cracked.
Master Qing had a look of horror on his face.
boom! Yang Qingyun kicked out like lightning, sending him flying, rolling and falling to the ground.
There is no need to ask at all, you can guess pretty much everything.
Previously, the second and third masters of Heifeng Village died in his hands one after another. Before going up the mountain to deal with Jin Yanbiao, the first master of Heifeng Village, Yang Qingyun asked Wangjiacun to help bring the captured loot to the city and sell it for cash.
So Wang Zhu took the horses to the market in the town to sell them and exchange them for money for Yang Qingyuan.
However, Wang Zhu was honest and honest, and he was not a member of the Lian family. He came alone and brought such a large amount of wealth, which naturally aroused the covetousness of the Black Tiger Gang, who was called Qing Ye.
Hence the previous scene.
Ingenuity,
Nothing could be further from the truth.
Unfortunately, he encountered an iron plate.
"Boy, who are you? You have the guts to leave your name!"
Not far away, Mr. Qing got up from the ground, clutching his chest, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking at Yang Qingyun fiercely, and said harsh words.
Murderous intent flashed across Yang Qingyun's eyes.
But before taking him to do anything, Zhou Weilong arrived not far away. Seeing this scene, he stepped forward and looked condescendingly at Master Qing, who was not far away and said:
"Qingwenlong, this is my distinguished guest, Zhou Weilong, please give me some face and let this matter go as it is!"
(End of this chapter)