The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun

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After an unknown amount of time, some footsteps were heard again in the village.

Lin Pingzhi turned his head and was suddenly stunned.

A dozen or so villagers came out of the village, each carrying something in their hands, including the old man and his family who had previously received the three of them.

"Three young masters."

The old man walked over. "Although I don't know who you are, I know you must be good people. We are not heartless people. We know you killed these bandits for our sake."

Then other villagers spoke up.

"Everyone was too scared just now, so we didn't know what to say or do much. We heard from Old Li that the three heroes hadn't finished their meal, so we prepared some food for them. It's just simple food, so please don't find it offensive."

The dozen or so villagers were all carrying food, including a lot of chicken, duck, fish and meat, which were obviously specially slaughtered and prepared for them.

Lin Pingzhi was stunned as he looked at them.

Chapter 488: The Brothers Kill Bandits

Lin Pingzhi was initially angry at the villagers for their ingratitude, but after seeing these dozen or so villagers, he didn't know how to express his feelings.

"Oh? Looks good."

Linghu Chong looked at the food and then asked, "Is there any wine?"

"liquor?"

The villagers looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Yes, but it's not very good. Please don't take offense, sir."

Upon hearing that there was wine, Linghu Chong, without caring whether it was good or bad, happily said, "Bring it here."

"Please wait a moment, sir."

A villager quickly said so, and then went back to get the wine.

"Gentlemen, it's cold at night. Why don't you come to my house to rest for the night?"

The old man said.

Jiang Ning shook his head and refused: "No need."

After delivering the food, the villagers left. The villager who had gone back to get the wine also brought it over. Linghu Chong took a sip of wine and let out a loud "whoosh."

"This liquor is so diluted it's practically water."

Seeing this, Jiang Ning reminded him, "Senior Brother, drink less alcohol."

Linghu Chong pursed his lips.

"I'd like to drink more of this wine, but I'm not interested."

After putting down the wine, he immediately started eating heartily, saying that the food tasted good as he ate.

"Senior brother, you should eat something too."

Lin Pingzhi hesitated for a moment and then started eating, but seeing that Jiang Ning did not move, he spoke up.

Jiang Ning shook his head: "I'm not hungry, you guys eat."

"Junior brother, are you worried that this food might be poisoned?"

Linghu Chong took a bite of food and asked curiously.

Jiang Ning laughed and said, "If it were really poisonous, you would be lying on the ground foaming at the mouth by now, Senior Brother."

These foods are not poisonous. Ordinary people do not have poison in their homes. Even if they do, it is of very poor quality and can be easily identified. Colorless and odorless poisons are very expensive and rare.

Jiang Ning wasn't hungry because he wasn't eating.

"Then we won't leave any for you."

As he spoke, he devoured a whole chicken and then drank a large mouthful of turbid wine.

"Good wine, good meat."

Linghu Chong laughed heartily, then resumed his feasting, and he truly meant no one when he said he wouldn't leave any for Jiang Ning.

After eating and drinking his fill, Linghu Chong lay sprawled on the rock, gazing up at the starry sky.

Linghu Chong is a person who doesn't care about food, drink, or lodging. Although he is sleeping outside now, it has a special feeling for him.

"If the host can make the guest drunk, then he will not know where his hometown is."

Looking at the starry sky, Linghu Chong also recited a line of poetry.

Lin Pingzhi ate politely. After finishing his meal, he wiped his mouth and sat down not far from Jiang Ning to adjust his internal energy and begin practicing his internal skills.

Linghu Chong raised his head and saw that Jiang Ning and Lin Pingzhi were both meditating. He said it was boring, then got up, drew his sword, and used his light footwork to land on the open ground with a very elegant movement.

Linghu Chong raised his wrist and began to wield his sword.

Moonlight spilled across the earth, and Linghu Chong's figure, wielding his sword, appeared and disappeared intermittently.

"This……"

The villagers watching the three from the corner exchanged bewildered glances.

The next morning.

As dawn broke, many villagers got up and came to the village entrance, hoping to see if Jiang Ning and his two companions had secretly run away in the middle of the night. To the villagers' surprise, the three were still at the village entrance.

Seeing that the three people had not left, the villagers felt both happy and ashamed.

The good news was that the three men really didn't leave, so they didn't have to worry about being blamed by the bandits. But they also felt ashamed that the three men didn't leave, because they had judged a gentleman by their own petty standards.

Seeing more and more villagers gathering at the village entrance, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but snort.

Linghu Chong had finished practicing his swordplay long ago in the middle of the night and was fast asleep on a rock, and he hadn't woken up yet.

Even Lin Pingzhi had to admire his relaxed demeanor.

Lin Pingzhi wanted to say something, but then he saw Jiang Ning, who was not far away, suddenly open his eyes.

"Senior brother."

Lin Pingzhi was about to ask what was wrong when Jiang Ning suddenly spoke.

"coming."

"coming?"

Lin Pingzhi was taken aback and was about to ask something when the sound of horses' hooves and vibrations suddenly rang out in the distance.

Lin Pingzhi looked over and saw a large group of people appearing in the distance, heading towards this place in a dense crowd.

These people were all carrying weapons, and the leaders were on horseback. Their clothing was similar to that of the bandits who died yesterday.

Upon seeing these people, Lin Pingzhi knew without asking what they did. His face turned cold, and he gripped his sword hilt, ready to strike at any moment.

Linghu Chong was still sleeping soundly, sprawled out on his back.

"Shut up!"

The leaders reined in their horses and stopped not far from the village entrance. The rest of the bandits arrived as well, numbering about a hundred.

Upon seeing more than twenty corpses lying at the village entrance, all of them their own men, the bandits were enraged.

"Who did it?"

The bandit leader glared and pointed his knife at the villagers.

Last night, these bandits came to this village intending to rob some grain, but they didn't return after a whole night. Realizing that something might have happened, they sent all their men here. Who would have thought that it would actually happen? More than twenty of them died here.

The villagers gathered at the village entrance were so frightened by the bandits that they dared not answer.

Seeing that they remained silent, the bandit leader raised his knife, about to order the massacre of the village, when a voice rang out.

"Are you guys together?"

The bandit leader looked in the direction of the voice and found that it was a young man speaking.

"who are you?"

The bandit leader noticed that Jiang Ning's clothes and appearance were different, so he spoke first and asked questions.

"Stop making noise, stop swearing! You're disturbing my sleep."

Linghu Chong, who was sleeping, cursed loudly.

"Hey, this brat is really carefree, still sleeping like a pig."

One of the bandits saw Linghu Chong cursing them even while he was sleeping, and went up to chop him up.

But as soon as he got close, a figure flashed by, and he widened his eyes, then collapsed to the ground clutching his neck.

Blood was flowing uncontrollably from his neck; he was already dead.

This startled the bandits, who turned pale and all looked at Linghu Chong, who had now opened his eyes.

"Who are you?"

The bandit leader felt that this was a tricky situation and looked at Jiang Ning, Lin Pingzhi, and Linghu Chong.

However, no one answered his question, so Jiang Ning got up and took action.

Zheng~

With the True Martial Sword drawn, Jiang Ning leaped into the air and landed among them, immediately beginning the slaughter.

Seeing that Jiang Ning had already made his move, Lin Pingzhi drew his sword and charged forward as well.

Linghu Chong followed suit.

The three began a frenzied massacre.

"Kill them! Kill them!"

The bandit leader screamed in panic, but in just a few seconds, more than twenty bandits were killed. They had no chance to fight back against Jiang Ning and were killed before they could even last a single move.

On the other side, Linghu Chong was equally swift in killing. He directly unleashed the Dugu Nine Swords, each move as fast as lightning, targeting vital points such as the throat and heart, killing instantly.

Lin Pingzhi was slightly inferior, but many bandits still died at his hands.

The three men began their massacre simultaneously, and the bandits scattered and fled.

Jiang Ning swept his sword horizontally, and a sword aura swept out, instantly cutting the three fleeing bandits in two, spraying blood everywhere.

After a while.

"Please don't kill me, I beg you three heroes not to kill me."

Several bandits trembled and kowtowed to Jiang Ning and his two companions, begging for mercy.

"Oh? Scared?"

Linghu Chong stepped forward, stepped on one of the people's backs, and laughed.

At this moment, the three of them were surrounded by corpses, and blood was splattered all over the ground.

The villagers hiding at the village entrance were stunned by what they saw.

The three men, Linghu Chong and Lin Pingzhi, were surrounded by corpses, and the air was thick with the stench of blood. Their figures were incredibly striking to the villagers.

Chapter 489: Jiujiang Prefecture (Thank you all for your support, here's another chapter!)

What happened to those hundred-plus people? How come they're all dead now?

The villagers felt their worldview was about to collapse.

The idea of ​​three people killing more than a hundred people seemed too fantastical to them.

"Do not kill me!"

The remaining bandits kept kowtowing and begging for mercy from Jiang Ning and his companions.

"These words sound so familiar."

Linghu Chong clicked his tongue.