The white horse leaped over ten meters and instantly arrived in the middle of the horse thieves. Zhang Zhiwei snatched the saber from the hand of a horse thief, bent down, and just slashed it flatly.
Amidst the splatter of blood, the head of the bandit who had just called him "stinky cow nose" was chopped off.
Zhang Zhiwei reached out and caught the flying bandit's head, then held it in front of him and looked at him face to face.
The knife just now was too sharp and too fast.
The bandit's head was cut off, but he was still conscious. When Zhang Zhiwei caught him in his hand, he was still a little dazed and blinking.
It was not until he looked into Zhang Zhiwei's eyes that he realized that his head and body had been separated. He was so frightened that his eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.
"Stinky nose?! Damn it, you're telling me to give me a foul mouth?!"
Zhang Zhiwei sneered and threw the head out like a hidden weapon.
With a "puff" sound.
A bandit who wanted to shoot someone from the dark had his head smashed into pieces and was killed on the spot.
The remaining bandits were frightened when they saw this scene. Some of them screamed for their lives, while others wanted to raise their guns and shoot.
But in front of this ruthless and cruel person, it was all in vain.
Zhang Zhiwei swung his knife a few times, and with a clinking sound, he deflected the incoming bullets, then charged into the group of bandits twice.
The horses galloped, the swords in their hands were raised, and heads fell to the ground in large numbers.
In just a few breaths, this group of murderous and robbing bandits were completely killed by Zhang Zhiwei.
The whole process was so rough, just like crushing a blooming fiery rose, leaving only bright red on the ground.
The ground was littered with corpses and a mess of horse hoof prints.
Zhang Zhiwei has always been a man of decisive and ruthless character. In recent years, when he followed his master to visit various places, he also did chivalrous things. Naturally, he is not a rookie who has never seen blood.
Moreover, Yang Wulei was stuck at the bottleneck of the Monkey King state, and Zhang Zhiwei was already very angry.
He didn't want to say a word about these bandits who killed and robbed people.
"A good start, it seems this trip is a good omen!"
Looking at the blood all over the ground, Zhang Zhiwei muttered to himself.
Then he searched the bandit leader's body and found dozens of silver dollars.
He weighed it casually for a few times, took out one and blew on it, and the ocean made a buzzing sound.
"Consider this money as my wages for avenging you and collecting your bodies!"
After muttering to himself, Zhang Zhiwei put the money into his pocket, stretched out his hand, and golden light took shape, forming a huge shovel. He shoveled the ground next to him hard, digging out a huge pit.
He picked up the bodies of the innocent passers-by and placed them neatly in the pit.
After finishing his work, Zhang Zhiwei clapped his hands and covered the pit, allowing the victims to rest in peace.
As for the bodies of the bandits, he didn't care.
Leaving these corpses here can remind people around that the bandits here have been wiped out.
Besides, he always kills but doesn't bury.
After everything was settled, Zhang Zhiwei jumped on his horse and returned to the hillside where he had come from, stepping on the corpses of the bandits.
"Master, it's done!"
Zhang Zhiwei dismounted and handed the bag of silver dollars to Zhang Jingqing.
Zhang Jingqing sat cross-legged on the hillside, eating his dry food calmly. He didn't even look at the purse Zhang Zhiwei handed over, and said in a deep voice:
"Zhiwei, I'm very pleased that you've allowed the victim to rest in peace, but I don't like the way you did it!"
"Master, how did you learn to speak like me?"
"Evil beast!"
Zhang Jingqing jumped up and hit Zhang Zhiwei violently. Zhang Zhiwei didn't even have time to cast the Golden Light Spell and was beaten so badly that he ran away with his head in his hands.
After a while, the noise on the hillside quieted down, and an old man and a young man sat opposite each other.
"You know you're wrong, right?" Zhang Jingqing said.
Zhang Zhiwei shrank his neck and said, "I know, I know!"
Zhang Jingqing looked at it blankly: "What's wrong?"
Zhang Zhiwei: “…………”
Where did I go wrong... Zhang Zhiwei reviewed the previous battle and felt that it might be because he suddenly saw the tragic scene that he was so upset that he couldn't control his anger and acted a little roughly.
"Then next time... I'll be gentler? Give them a more respectable death?"
"Bang!"
The Heavenly Master gave a sharp slap with his backhand, and after a crisp sound, golden light shone through his body.
"You evil beasts, a bunch of filthy things, do you think you deserve to be treated decently?" Zhang Jingqing shouted.
Zhang Zhiwei put away the golden light.
That was just an instinctive reaction after being attacked.
He could see that his master's cultivation was far superior to his. Facing his master's violent blow, Golden Light Curse had no time to react.
Zhang Zhiwei rubbed his head: "Master, what do you mean?"
Zhang Jingqing shouted, "Even a lion will use all its strength to strike a rabbit. Why did you try to snatch the bandits' knives and engage in hand-to-hand combat with them? Why didn't you use the golden light to protect your body? Why didn't you just use thunder magic to strike them down directly?"
"Ha..." Zhang Zhiwei was stunned. "Master, isn't this what you meant by going through this like an ordinary person? I just chopped them with a knife, it was very ordinary!"
"Bang!"
Another violent shock.
Zhang Zhiwei put on a mask of pain, held his head, and scratched his ears and cheeks in pain.
"Master told me this morning that when you're out and about, you can't be rigid and must learn to adapt. Those bandits had firearms, which are incredibly powerful. Countless extraordinary masters have been caught off guard and struck by them. So, in your eyes, they're nothing, aren't they? Not even worthy of your Golden Light Curse?"
Looking at Zhang Jingqing who was raising his hand to hit him.
Zhang Zhiwei shrank his neck.
When he took action, he really didn't think too much about it.
Moreover, with his life cultivation, he knew every move of those bandits and there was no way he could be beaten by peanuts.
Of course, I can't say this, or I'll get a beating.
Zhang Jingqing continued, "Also, you said you went through this journey the way ordinary people do, without using any magic, so why did you use the Golden Light Curse when you buried the body?"
I have the right to remain silent...Zhang Zhiwei did not speak.
"Hurry up and tell me!"
Zhang Jingqing glared and shouted.
"Isn't that what you meant by...being flexible?"
Zhang Zhiwei said weakly, then quickly covered his head.
“…………”
"Good boy, you know how to adapt!"
Zhang Jingqing was so angry that he laughed. "No matter what, you're still too arrogant. You don't take those bandits seriously, you don't take those firearms seriously. Arrogant people won't last long. Zhiwei, this is your biggest problem. You need to change!"
"Yes, yes, Master, I will remember your teachings!" Zhang Zhiwei said quickly.
He has always been the most proactive in admitting his mistakes.
As for whether to change it or not, that is another matter.
"Alright, alright, stop pretending and let's go!" Zhang Jingqing said unhappily.
Then, the two set off on their journey.
After walking for a while, the sky gradually darkened and it started to drizzle.
Neither Zhang Jingqing nor Zhang Zhiwei used Qi to block the rain, they just continued on their way in the rain.
The world is vast and desolate, with a feeling that birds have flown away from the thousands of mountains and people have disappeared from the thousands of paths.
