Astral Apostle

"It turned out to be the grain harvesting team. Has the day come this year?"

Baron was stunned.

The villages under the rule of Baiyuan City have to pay agricultural taxes. The grain collection team visits each village every year and removes a part of the grain as tax revenue, while the village receives the protection of the town.

Zhou Jing turned to look at Baron.

"Do we need to help?"

"It's not necessary, the village chief will call the villagers to carry the food, we don't need us." Baron shook his head.

"alright."

Zhou Jing rolled his eyes and responded like this, but he still wanted to take a look and see the situation.

Baron didn't take the grain harvesting team to heart, he paused, and said:

"By the way, you can go to the town in two days. Wes will give us the money for selling the prey. Go and get it."

"You're not going?"

"I'm too lazy to move, you already know the way anyway." Balon waved his hand.

He only went to the city when he needed to do errands, and stayed in the village the rest of the time.

Some alien hunters are on the line of life and death all the year round and need to vent. Many hunters like to find hotel maids. Baron doesn't know if Zhou Jing has any hobbies in this regard. Anyway, he is not interested and only likes ironing.

So Baron didn't plan to follow this time, lest "Jason" be embarrassed to have fun.

"Okay, then I'll wait until tomorrow, when Weiss should have received the money."

Zhou Jing nodded in response.

In the past three months, he has been to Baiyuan City several times, and he is already familiar with it, and it is no problem for him alone.

The main purpose of Baron's visit this time was to express his support for Zhou Jing to go out and explore. After the matter was finished, he also left.

Watching Balon leave, Zhou Jing thought about it and walked to the entrance of the village.

At this time, the entrance of the village was very lively. A pack of beasts pulled a scooter and parked at the entrance of the village. More than a dozen soldiers from Baiyuan City were guarding the village. The tax collector of the grain collection team and his subordinates were negotiating with the villagers of Shuangmu Village.

The atmosphere was fairly peaceful, and many villagers didn't seem to have much resistance.

The two sides soon finished the discussion. The village chief organized the villagers to take out bags of grain from the mill and sent them to the entrance of the village. The staff brought by the tax collector was responsible for the inventory and loading.

Zhou Jing looked at it for a while and found that there was no villager riot or the like.

When he looked up the information of the Middle Ages in the countries of the main world, he saw a lot of records of grain collectors being stabbed to death by pitchforks, but the villagers in the alien world were very cooperative in paying taxes.

'It seems that it is also due to the threat of alien beasts. The village cannot be separated from the shelter of the town, so it is willing to pay taxes. ’

Zhou Jing nodded and confirmed that there was nothing wrong, so he was not going to stay here any longer.

Just as he was about to leave, his gaze swept across one of the grain harvesting team and suddenly stopped.

In the crowd, a man with a goatee was counting the food with a list, which made Zhou Jing look familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"This person..."

Zhou Jing thought for a while and thought of this person.

When I went to Baiyuan City for the first time, I almost bumped into someone in the pharmacy, and it was this man with a goatee.

If I remember correctly, this person seems to be a pharmacist's clerk, but now he is not wearing the pharmacy's rough cloth uniform.

However, familiar eyes are familiar, it is only a one-sided relationship, there is no need to come forward to talk.

Zhou Jing took two more glances, then walked away, went to the training ground to start a day of exercise, and went to sweat.

...

The time soon came to the afternoon.

After the grain harvesting team finished counting the grains, they didn’t want to rush on the road at night. They planned to stay in the village for one night and set off again early in the morning.

Although Shuangmu Village is small, there is also a simple tavern. A few villagers were temporarily hired to help in the back kitchen. They barely received the staff of the grain collection team, and there were about ten tables in the open air to provide meals to the grain collection team.

The people from the grain harvesting team talked about the mountains while eating and drinking, and said that the villagers of Shuangmu Village were stunned for a while.

Reiner and a group of village children gathered beside them and listened to the stories outside, fascinated.

When Zhou Jing returned from the setting sun with sweat all over his body, what he saw was a noisy scene.

Looking at the dozens of people in the food collection team who were eating and drinking, Zhou Jing didn't answer. Thinking about how to deal with it directly, he went straight to the back kitchen of the tavern to get two freshly cooked meals, which were similar to potatoes. The same thing, steaming hot and steaming white.

The chef of the tavern saw that it was Zhou Jing, and he did not stop him. The alien hunter must have the privilege.

Zhou Jing returned to the house with the meal, and dealt with Ross at will, and then did not go out in the house, instructing Ross to practice breathing techniques.

This is what he has to do every night when he arrives in person, and it is almost as headache as tutoring a child with homework.

The red glow faded, and the moonlight fell.

The grain harvesting teams who came to visit were full and rested.

The night gradually deepened, and the outside was no longer noisy, and it became as quiet as usual.

After a night of tiring counseling, Zhou Jing got angry and asked Ross to make the bed and walked to the window by himself, ready to close the curtains and turn off the lights to sleep.

But just as he was about to lower the curtains, Zhou Jing was across the window when he suddenly noticed a few sneaky backs, moving in the village, just turned a corner not far away and disappeared from his sight.

At a glance, he recognized one of them, the man with the goatee that he found in the morning.

"Huh? Why are you wandering around in the village without sleeping these few big nights?"

Zhou Jing's heart moved.

He thought about it for a while, and asked Rose to follow him. The two walked out of the window and quietly followed these people.

Zhou Jing's agility is amazing, and it is difficult for ordinary people to find it. On the other hand, Ross has stealth characteristics such as [Night Camouflage] and [Light Steps], and is better at tracking. Zhou Jing sometimes doesn't notice his existence, and it's no problem.

The two adorned themselves behind the goatee and the others and followed them all the way, and soon found out that these people were walking out of the village.

The direction of progress is impressively the pharmacist's hut where the witch doctor lives outside the village.

"Oh, there is a situation!"

Zhou Jing's eyes lit up, and he suddenly regained his spirit.

After staying in Frostwood Village for half a year, the witch doctor Jiama has always been very low-key, and there has always been no situation. He is not easy to find trouble with others. He did not expect to encounter a clue today.

After leaving the village, it was a continuous field, and it was difficult to hide. Zhou Jing and Ross stopped and walked. After a few people walked into the sparse woods surrounding the pharmacist's hut, they followed behind.

Zhou Jing hid behind the tree and saw the scene of the pharmacist's hut.

I saw the goatee man knocking on the door lightly, and Jiama quickly opened the door and welcomed several people in.

The door closed again.

Zhou Jing rolled his eyes, dodged and hid under the window, hiding in the blind spot of his field of vision, pricked up his ears, and listened carefully to the movement from the room.

The alien blood enhancement slightly enhanced his perception, and the conversation in the room was picked up by hearing.

"Jama, what about the goods this time?" This seemed to be the voice of the man with the goatee.

"it's here."

Jiama spoke, and her voice was no longer as old-fashioned as usual, but full of anger.

There was a sound of turning over boxes and cabinets, followed by the sliding sound of some kind of mechanism, and then the sound of several boxes slamming on the ground, mixed with the crisp clanging of bottles and jars.

After a while, the man with the goatee was dissatisfied and said, "Why is there such a small amount, it is far from the previous number."

Jiama's tone was helpless: "The village hunters have suffered a lot, and they are busy training new recruits during this time, so there are fewer opportunities for me to bring herbs, and the materials are not enough, so I can only do so much."

Goatee man: "Forget it, the price per bottle is still the same."

Jingle Jingle...

There was a sound of coins colliding.

Jiama laughed twice, and then whispered: "When you came over, no one was found, right?"

The goatee man didn't take it seriously: "Don't worry, the whole village is asleep, no one will see it."

Jiama was not happy: "You should be more cautious. There are outsiders in the village. Six months ago, a guy named Jason Wood came to live in the village and became an alien hunter. He is an unstable factor..."

The goatee man laughed: "Looking at how timid you are, what about outsiders? Will people notice you?"

"I..." Jiama said in distress.

The goatee man shook his head: "If you have to be so afraid, then we don't have to do business. Anyway, I have other pharmacists to supply."

"Don't!" Jiama hurriedly said, "I can do it."

Zhou Jing listened to the corner for a while. Although he didn't see the scene, he almost understood the situation.

If I'm not mistaken, Garma is selling potions to the goatee man, a deal that may have been going on for years.

'Shuangmu Village supports Jiama, and Jiama provides medicine and medical services. The two sides cooperated, but he hid some of the medicines and lied that it was easy to fail in making medicines. ’

Zhou Jing probably guessed it.

If it is in the interstellar era, similar things may be common, and it may even be possible to turn a blind eye.

But in the simple concept of the villagers in the alien world - for you to eat and drink, you are still cutting corners and filling your own pockets, and you are simply not human.

The villagers would definitely not be able to accept it. As long as the incident happened, even if Jiama was a rare pharmacist willing to stay in the village, 80% of the time he would be kicked out.

Various thoughts flashed by, but Zhou Jing did not jump out immediately.

He gestured to Rose, who was hiding not far away, and motioned for Rose to show up and make some noise.

Ross got up silently, came to the door of the pharmacist's hut, and slammed his head against the wall.

boom!

Very loud.

The sound in the room disappeared, and it was instantly so silent that a needle fell.

Whoa!

The door slammed open, and the goatee man didn't see anyone at first glance. He looked down and saw Ross, who was squatting at the door and covering his head.

"catch him!"

The goatee man's tone was startled.

There were three valetes beside him and immediately rushed forward to capture Ross.

Ross raised his eyes and looked under the window sill, but Zhou Jing, who was originally here, has disappeared and quietly hid.

Seeing this, Rose was silently pressed to the ground without resisting.

Seeing that the uninvited guest was restrained, the goatee man breathed a sigh of relief, frowning and looking at Ross:

"Who is this man?"

Jiama also hurried out at this time, seeing Ross's face clearly, he was stunned for a moment:

"This person is the follower of the alien hunter Jason, and he is a mute with a problem in his brain."

"Mute?" The goatee man's face loosened slightly, and then he asked, "Then why did he appear here?"

"I-I don't know either. This fool usually follows Jason, but occasionally runs around... Maybe he just came to us?"

Garma looked stunned.

He immediately thought of something, his face changed, and he muttered: "That Jason has been staring at me, maybe this person will be sent to monitor me... No, it doesn't make sense, this is a dumb, or a fool, even if Jason is suspicious I can't even send him here."

"Doubt you?" The goatee man was puzzled: "What else did you not tell me? Why is that Jason staring at you?"

"I... I just didn't cure his brother,"

Jama faltered.

"It's that simple? Impossible!" The goatee man looked suspicious: "You still want to hide it from me now?"

Hearing this, Jiama had no choice but to explain it again:

"Six months ago, the hunters picked up a victim named Will in the forest. He happened to be seriously injured. Because he was an outsider of unknown origin, I was worried about affecting the transaction, so I deliberately left him dead... I didn't expect him There is also a brother, that Jason, who actually came over."

Hearing this, the goatee man's mouth twitched and he said angrily:

"You are less courageous than a hamster, so afraid of outsiders, why didn't you poison that Jason together?"

"What nonsense are you talking about! I never thought it would turn out like this!" Jiama shook her head quickly.

At most, he dared not to treat the seriously wounded on purpose, as long as the condition deteriorated, it was enough, and he didn't have to do anything, so he didn't mind waiting for help.

But poisoning is another nature, and he doesn't have the guts.

The goatee man took a deep breath. He didn't want to worry about this issue anymore. He pointed to Ross on the ground and asked in a deep voice:

"How bad is this fool's brain, are you sure he won't reveal what's going on here?"

"I-I don't know either." Jiama swallowed and said with a fluke, "Maybe he didn't hear anything?"

The goatee man's face changed, he hesitated for a few seconds, and suddenly made up his mind.

"Can't risk letting him go and kill him!"

The voice fell, and a valet immediately drew out a dagger.

"Don't kill anyone!" Jiama was shocked, and quickly grabbed the goatee man's clothes.

But it's just reselling medicines, it's not a big business, is there a need to kill it? !

The goatee man turned his head and said in a gloomy voice, "As long as we kill him, bury him somewhere, and make him disappear, nothing will happen."

"But that Jason..." Jiama looked hesitant.

"Anyway, this is a fool. It's normal to get lost, right? You are too guilty, and you always feel that everything will be suspected by Jason, but if the follower is lost, he has no reason to doubt you, right?"

The goatee man kept talking and continued in a cold voice:

"And you think clearly, if this fool accidentally discloses what happened here in some way, you will definitely be driven away by Frostwood Village, and you won't be able to earn this money. With your poor potion level, you can find another one. Are you willing to support your village? Can you still care for the elderly?"

Jiama's brain was in a state of confusion and his heart was numb, but he involuntarily let go of his hand.

The man with the goatee snorted, looked at the attendant, and cut his throat.

The valet nodded, his face turned ruthless, and the dagger rubbed against Rose's neck.

Snapped!

At this moment, Ross broke free with a strong force, throwing away the person who restrained him.

He jumped up and squeezed the valet's hand holding the dagger.

Under the shocked eyes of the other party, Ross turned expressionless.

Click!

"what!"

The valet screamed while clutching his broken wrist.

However, before he could make a second sound, Ross quickly pulled out the dagger hidden in his waist, stabbed it into the man's abdomen, and pulled it up without hesitation.

Crackling... my intestines fell to the ground in an instant.

The disembodied body fell to the ground, only twitching, and the eyes widened, frozen in fear.

The ruthless look on the goatee man's face instantly turned into panic, and he stumbled back, desperately away from Ross, who was covered in blood and expressionless.

Ross didn't change his face and was about to continue killing people when Zhou Jing's voice suddenly came from the woods.

"okay."

Ross immediately stopped and stood still.

Everyone present looked at Ross in horror, but no one dared to move, and they were all frightened by the aggressive Ross.

At this time, Zhou Jingcai Shi Shiran came out of the woods.

He didn't show up at first because his identity as a hunter of alien beasts was too intimidating, and it was estimated that people would be afraid as soon as he came out.

So he simply hid and let Ross, who had already established the image of a "fool", be the bait to seduce the group and catch fish.

I watched the situation secretly, to see the actions and attitudes of these people, and at the same time, be careful.

Unexpectedly, there is really a little gain. As a buyer, this goatee man is even more excited than Jiama, and he is so decisive to kill... I am afraid it is not that simple.

"Looks like we have a lot to talk about."

Zhou Jing squinted at the man with the goatee and Jiama, whose faces changed drastically, which was very meaningful.