Beast

He has short hair that is almost an inch long, a straight sword eyebrow, and piercing eyes. He is dressed in a black samurai uniform, and his half skirt makes a fierce sound as he runs.

Yang Qing left home and did not go back to Yufeng Sect, but to go to Danyunjiang River. He only understood one of the four foreign styles of "Nujiang Stick Technique". It was not that he lacked understanding, but that he copied the cat and painted the tiger, and it was difficult to get the essence of it.

It is this move that saved Yang Qing's life several times. It can be seen from this that "Nujiang Stick Technique" is important to Yang Qing. As long as he understands the other three moves, his cultivation level will definitely improve!

"Nujiang Stick Method" says that the raging waves of the Danyun River swept over eight thousand miles, flowing in the shape of a 'knife' through the Luo Kingdom, the Jialan Kingdom, and converged into the Northern Fujian Kingdom, and the section of the river basin in the Northern Fujian Kingdom was the most turbulent in Poland.

Hence the name Dangyunjiang River.

Yang Qing has to travel more than 2,600 miles to reach the Luoguo basin of the Dangyun River, and then travel along the Danyun River to Northern Fujian to see the true power of the Nu River and to understand the four principles of "Nujiang Stick Technique"

There are three other formulas in the foreign formula.

Yang Qing didn't know how to travel these two thousand six hundred miles. He only knew a few cities on the way, and the rest needed to be explored.

Heading in the northwest direction, there was no wide official road, which did not affect Yang Qing's speed. He stopped and stopped along the way. By noon, he had covered a distance of more than a hundred miles.

The alternate paths were slightly muddy. He was running too fast, and the mud on his boots stuck to the back of his head. Yang Qing slowed down and looked at the surrounding environment.

Here is a small forest, with dozens of crooked poplar trees sparsely planted on the ground. The bark is green and the branches are sprouting. There is a small village there with hundreds of households. The houses are low and compact.

Thick smoke came out of the chimney, and lunch was already being cooked.

Yang Qing walked along the relatively dry field ridge to the village, firstly to inquire about the route, and secondly to get some cold well water to quench his thirst.

The road in the village was low and uneven, and there was still water in the shallow pits. Yang Qing paid attention to his feet and vaguely heard the noise in his ears.

There were a lot of people, and the noise was so chaotic that I couldn't tell what was being said. Following the noise, Yang Qing went to look for it.

Several villagers stood in their yards and listened intently, obviously wanting to join in the fun. The food at home was almost ready, so they could only satisfy their curiosity in this way.

From the way Yang Qing was dressed, one could tell at a glance that he was not from this village, and the villagers here were not xenophobic either. They nodded in a friendly manner when they saw him.

He responded with a smile, and the quarreling sounds were heard more clearly now, and he could feel the anger and fear in the sharp shouts.

Yang Qing originally thought that there was a conflict between the villagers, which caused such a noise, but when he heard this, he felt that this was strange, and the sharp shouts were too hysterical.

Things were unusual, Yang Qing quickened his pace.

"Kill! Kill you!"

The sharp voice sounded real, full of anger, violence, and a hint of fear.

Yang Qing no longer cared about the mud on the ground, let go of his speed, and rushed directly into a courtyard where the shouts came from.

This household is also an ordinary family. A low fence surrounds a small courtyard. At this time, the courtyard is full of people of all ages.

"What's wrong with this second daughter-in-law? Is she suffering from a demonic disease or is she obsessed with gains and losses?"

"That's not good. It looks like she has to kill Sun Er."

"You old ladies are talking nonsense about killing. This second son is closer to his wife than to his mother. How could he have such a big hatred against his wife?"

"Hey, I noticed something was wrong with that old woman's face two days ago. She was white with no blood."

"You've also discovered it. You sit around drinking and talking to her all day long as if you don't listen."

“It can’t be haunted, right?”

"Damn it, don't scare me..."

As soon as Yang Qing entered the courtyard, the sound of noisy discussions reached his ears. He didn't hear anything, so he rubbed his body and squeezed in.

He held back his strength to avoid hurting someone and leaving him unable to explain. People around him didn't recognize him, so they stopped talking and looked at Yang Qing.

Wanting to see clearly, he didn't say hello to each one, so he squeezed closer. What he saw shocked him.

A woman with disheveled hair was pinned to the ground by three men. The woman's face was obscured by her hair and she struggled like crazy. The three tall and thick men were unable to hold her down at this time.

This woman is so strong!

"I'm going to kill you, kill you"

The woman screamed with gnashing teeth, her voice was cold, full of anger and murderous intent, as if she had seen the enemy who killed her father.

As the body twisted, and among the scattered black hair, one could vaguely see the pale face glowing with black energy, like a corpse that had been dead for a long time, and the eyes were bloodshot and almost bulging out.

"Osmanthus, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me." A man in his thirties said in a crying tone while pressing the woman on the ground.

"ah…"

The woman on the ground turned her head and bit the man in the air. Her body was held down, so she couldn't bite her. Her neck was twisted abnormally, as if she wanted to turn her head to her back.

He bared his white teeth and bit down fiercely, but it was all in vain, and his neck became more and more twisted.

"Osmanthus, don't be like this..." When the man saw the woman on the ground like that, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand to straighten the woman's neck.

As soon as he released his hand, the strength of the hold on the woman's body decreased. The crazy-looking woman took advantage of this gap to struggle with her legs and feet, leaving the other two men alone.

The palm with blackened nails directly grabbed the man's throat. The movement was so fast and powerful that it actually caused a slight sound of breaking the air.

The woman's eyes were shining with bloodthirsty, and she looked like she would never give up.

Seeing this sudden change, the surrounding villagers opened their mouths wide and had no time to shout. The man looked at his chicken claw-like palms and was unable to resist.

At this moment, a dark shadow flashed in the crowd, and Yang Qing moved. He squeezed into the crowd and saw this scene. He didn't have the chance to ask more questions, so he directly came to the rescue.

"Pa"

A loud voice sounded, and the woman's palm was stopped by Yang Qing. Yang Qing's hand was measured and the strength was just right, so as not to hurt the woman.

Before anyone could react, Yang Qing reached down and pushed the woman back to the ground again, using both hands and legs to prevent the woman from moving.

The man was stunned for a moment. His throat had not been scratched. The villagers who were watching had not yet breathed a sigh of relief. They turned their necks to look at the situation on the ground.

The woman was stunned by this sudden situation and calmed down temporarily. Her bloodshot eyes turned stiffly and looked at Yang Qing who was restraining her.

Yang Qing originally thought that this woman was mentally disturbed and unclear, so she would attack others viciously, but as soon as she saw the black energy on her pale face, she knew there was another reason for this.

Look directly into the woman's eyes without fear, release your spiritual consciousness, and explore the Yintang point between the other person's eyebrows.

A violent feeling surged into his heart, but it failed to affect Yang Qing's mind. He made a sound in his nose and increased his consciousness.

"Ah... just wait."

Before Yang Qing could deepen his consciousness, the woman on the ground let out a scream and screamed, but her voice fell silent.

Yang Qing kept staring at the woman on the ground. When he saw her screaming, her face calmed down, and although her breathing was weak, she became much more normal.

"Um?"

Yang Qing's consciousness was completely released, covering a radius of fifty or sixty feet, but no abnormality was found. He just felt some clothes coming out of the woman's eyebrows at a very fast speed. It happened so suddenly that he didn't see it clearly.

"Um…"

The woman on the ground moaned in pain, squinted her eyes, and looked weak.

The woman's face was still pale, as if she had lost too much blood, but there was no hint of blackness, and her expression was painful and not crazy.

Yang Qing stopped and stood still, feeling shocked and confused.

"Look, Sun's second daughter-in-law is well, and she's no longer crazy about killing people."

"Which family does this young man belong to? Why haven't I seen him before? He must be a doctor."

"How can any doctor wear something like this? He looks like a strong man walking around the world."

"What kind of disease does this second daughter-in-law have? How can she just talk about it?"

Everyone talked a lot and expressed their doubts.

"Osmanthus, are you okay?" The man recovered and rushed to the woman's side and asked anxiously.

"Boy, what's wrong with you? Why do I feel so uncomfortable?" the woman said weakly. At this time, she completely forgot what happened just now.

"I don't know either..." The man was Sun Er as the villagers called him. At this moment, he was supporting the woman and didn't understand what was going on.

"This brave man, oh no, young man, thank you for rescuing my brothers and sisters." A middle-aged man who looked somewhat similar to Sun Er stepped forward and cupped his fists in thanks.

"It's a small effort, uncle, you don't have to worry about it," Yang Qing cupped his fists in return and said casually.

"Young hero, what disease did my brother and sister have that made them look like this?" The middle-aged man was not in the mood to be polite anymore and asked Yang Qing.

Yang Qing pondered for a while, and then said solemnly, "There is an 80% chance that ghosts are causing trouble."

As soon as Yang Qing said these words, the surrounding villagers were all shocked. Even Sun's second daughter-in-law, who was originally pale, became even whiter.

Among the people, the story of ghosts has been passed down for a long time. It is common to hear that evil spirits appear and kill people. At night, when villagers pass by random graveyards, they occasionally see green will-o'-the-wisps floating in the air, and they are even more convinced of this.

When jackals, tigers and leopards run out of the mountains and forests, these villagers will pick up farm tools to resist. But this ghost makes them deeply afraid.

After hearing Yang Qing's words, everyone, whether they believed it or not, looked at each other, and then left in a hurry, as if they were avoiding the plague, for fear that evil spirits would be attached to them.

"Young hero, what do you think of this? Where can I find a ghost-catching charlatan?" The middle-aged man was distracted by the turbulent emotions and lost his sense of proportion for a moment.

"This second daughter-in-law is so crazy, she is not haunted," the middle-aged man thought anxiously, secretly.

"Young hero, since you can scare this evil spirit away, can you find a way to subdue it so that it doesn't come back to harm people again?" The middle-aged man stamped his feet urgently and asked Yang Qing for help.

There were only four people left in the yard, so he could only ask Yang Qing for help.

"That's...ok" Yang Qing nodded solemnly in agreement.

Yang Qing wasn't sure it was an evil ghost. After all, he didn't see clearly what it was, nor what the evil ghost looked like.

How can you just ignore things like this?;