The painted boat was like a leaf on the River of Oblivion, and the father and daughter on the boat were like ants on the leaf, foolishly attempting to challenge this massive creature.
An oppressive feeling of suffocation ca over them.
There were other guests on the painted boat, who, seeing this scene, were terrified to the extre, curling up in the corners, screaming hoarsely, their pupils scattered in fear.
Although Hu Feifei had so experience and knowledge, witnessing this scene also terrified her to the core, causing her to shiver and hold Nannan tightly.
"What kind of evil spirit is Chen Family’s dog?"
Just as she thought this, she saw the father-daughter boatn lose their imposing aura, and slowly the surrounding area began to brighten, with the painted boat traveling on the Min River once again, the scenery on both banks as before.
The boatman put down the bamboo pole and earnestly controlled the course, while the boat girl explained to the appeased Black Pot, "We were being reckless just now, please forgive us."
"Woof!"
"I, on behalf of my father, apologize to you!"
"Woof woof!"
Cold sweat broke out on the boat girl’s forehead, "No charge, no charge."
Only then did Black Pot seem satisfied, returning to lie down by Hu Feifei’s feet.
Hu Feifei couldn’t help but respect the dog slightly more, and when it was ti to eat, she hurriedly cooked, washed the dishes, and seeing her clothes dirty, she went to wash them, taking great care of both the dog and Nannan along the way.
Black Pot also beca a bit lazy, enjoying this life.
"By the way, where did Chen Family’s older brother go?" thought Hu Feifei.
The painted boat traveled along the Min River, leaving Gongzhou, and in the countryside outside Gongzhou City, Zhuge Jian, covered in dust, hastened to Guxian Town. Guxian Town was a remote area where after the Demon Transformation in Gongzhou, the Tianlao Society’s higher-ups suffered heavy casualties, leaving Tianlao badly damaged and the Divine Shrine was broken, causing the Tianlao Society to disappear from the public eye.
Yet in these days, he had found out that the Tianlao Society was now lurking in Guxian Town, attempting to reunite the Divine Shrine for Tianlao.
As he passed a mountain road, turning a corner, he saw a woodcutter resting by the road, with two bundles of firewood beside him, weighing about a hundred pounds.
The mountain path was rugged, carved along the cliffside, with a step outward being a drop off the cliff.
Leaning against the mountain wall, the woodcutter puffed on his pipe, shifting his feet to let him pass.
Zhuge Jian nodded in thanks, but then from above the cliff ca a shout; looking up, he saw a dicine gatherer hanging from the cliff, tied with a rope, a few dozen steps below, attempting to pick a herb from the cliff. He had slipped and nearly fallen.
Zhuge Jian turned his gaze away and continued along the narrow mountain path, now seeing three people coming from the opposite direction, leading a cow. The cow was in front, its two long horns like sharp knives.
Such a narrow path hardly seed passable.
"Go back, go back!"
The cowherd waved at him, saying, "Find a place to get around!"
Zhuge Jian looked back and saw the woodcutter picking up his load, coming this way.
The cow also pressed forward, squeezing him in the middle, blocking his view. Behind the rear of the cow, the three n quietly raised the Divine Shrine, and a Golden Core flew out from the Shrine.
Above Zhuge Jian’s head, the dicine gatherer spat out a tiny flying sword marked with a talisman, indeed a well-forged talismanic weapon!
And behind Zhuge Jian, the woodcutter’s eyes sparkled, the fla in the shrine behind his head stirring as the Divine Embryo quietly prepared a Skill, ready to unleash a thunderous strike.
"Bang!"
Zhuge Jian drew his Three-eyed Fire Gun from behind without looking back, propped it on his shoulder and blew the woodcutter’s head apart.
He then flipped over, landed on the cow’s back, dodging the Golden Core flying from above. The Fire Gun discharged a burst of thunder, blowing apart the dicine gatherer’s rope hanging in midair!
The dicine gatherer cried out in agony as he fell from the sky, crashing into the abyss below!
Zhuge Jian leaped off the cow’s back, using the gun as a hamr, smashing another person’s head behind the cow, then turning the Fire Gun around, its tip piercing through another person’s chest, lifting him off the ground.
He flipped the Fire Gun again, and with a resounding boom, the third cowherd who tried to escape was flung into the air, the impact of the blast shattering the Golden Core, sending him flying more than ten steps, crashing into the rock wall on the opposite side.
This cliff was extrely dangerous for him, and even more so for anyone else.
Choosing to ambush him here was a death wish!
Zhuge Jian stopped, cleaned the blood from the tip of his gun, and carefully wiped away the gunpowder residue, reloading his firearm.
He took out a small bottle containing Black Dog Blood and cinnabar, and with an ultra-fine brush, traced the talismans on the Fire Gun.
"It seems coming to Guxian Town was the right choice."
"Mooh!" From the cliff, the cow looked back at him, bellowing.
Zhuge Jian slung the Fire Gun over his shoulder, waved at the cow, and walked towards Guxian Town.
"If it’s a matter of whether the young master owns property, it’s simple. Go to Guxian Town, annihilate the Tianlao Society, shatter the Tianlao, turn out the ledger and take a look. It will beco clear!"
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