The Night Watchman of Another World: I know a lot of things

Chapter 167: The Corpse-Driver from Western Hunan, the Night Walker from Miaojiang

"Oh, there really is a wooden guy who uses this iron coffin to spend the night in the wild! Today is really an eye-opener.

Let me see who you are, how dare you come into my Miao territory alone."

After saying that, the man stretched out his hand and inserted it into the small ventilation holes of the iron bag, trying to open the lid of the iron bag.

Faced with the other party's unreasonableness, Yang Qing did not tolerate it and directly punched him, scaring the man so much that he instantly retracted his hand.

Then he smiled contemptuously, and then threw away the cloth tied on his back, and something that looked like a human corpse was thrown out.

"Pull out this iron coffin for me!"

Following the man's order, the figure that was thrown out first stiffened and then swiftly pounced on the iron bag where Yang Qing was hiding.

A withered hand with a metallic luster reached into the breathing hole, and then with a fierce lift, the iron bag that Yang Qing was in was pulled out of the mud by the other party.

This operation required great force. Even during the dragging process, Yang Qing punched the finger that was digging into the breathing hole with all his strength, but the hand did not relax at all, as if it felt no pain.

Bang!

Seeing that his hiding place had been destroyed, Yang Qing rushed out of the iron bag, and after landing, he quickly formed seals with one hand and was already in combat mode.

"Fire and thunder, extremely brave and strong, exorcise evil spirits, subdue demons and bind gods! Go!"

A flame popped out from Yang Qing's fingertips, and then turned into a fuse that tied to the person who attacked him.

However, a gust of black wind suddenly blew from the side, wrapped around the fire rope and then swallowed it.

It was a young man dressed as a Miao people, who made a blowpipe shape with his hand. It was the black wind he blew that broke the spiritual official's finger seal used by Yang Qing.

"Haha, you reacted quite quickly. You turned out to be a martial artist. No wonder you dared to come to our Miao Territory alone. Tell me, what are you doing in our Miao Territory?"

The unreasonable voice from before came again, and Yang Qing could see the man's appearance and figure clearly.

The person who was speaking was a young man in his twenties. He wore a black cap, a unique to the Miao ethnic group, a black double-breasted long gown, and a dark green belt around his waist. The belt had a cluster of patterns on it, with a vertical eye embroidered in the middle.

There was a knife and water bag hanging on one side of his belt, and he was wearing straw sandals with straps on his feet. There was a long bandage wrapped around his shoulders. It seemed that he was carrying something on his back, and now he was looking at him with a playful expression.

Next to him, a dark corpse wearing Miao people's tight-fitting short clothing was staring at him fiercely, as if as long as the young man gave the order, the dark corpse would pounce on him again.

Zombies!

As soon as Yang Qing took a look at the dark corpse, a term popped up in his mind.

At the same time, looking at the vertical eye pattern on the belt, he roughly knew the man's occupation and identity.

A corpse driver from western Hunan and a night traveler from Miaojiang.

The so-called corpse drivers are a group of monks who use controlling corpses as their main means. This group of people are good at cultivating and controlling corpses. When fighting, they often use zombies as the main force, while they assist on the side.

"Ye Xinglang" is another name for the night watchman in Miaojiang.

This kind of people often wear black shorts and a belt embroidered with vertical eye patterns around their waists.

At this moment, Yang Qing understood that he had met someone in the same industry as him.

Then he bowed and said: "My name is Long Congyun, a wanderer in the world.

This time I wanted to go to Jinguan City to fulfill a wish of an old friend. Passing by your precious place, I built a temporary shelter to spend the night. I don’t know how I offended you.”

At this moment, Yang Qing still had a human skin mask similar to Long Congyun's on his face, so he simply continued to use Long Congyun's name.

"Oh, what nonsense are you talking about? If you don't use this iron coffin, I won't investigate you.

This thing is useless to monks and mortals can't carry it. I found this in the middle of the night, who else should I investigate if not you?"

The man saw that Yang was young, did not look like some evil cultivator, and was only using authentic Taoist techniques such as the Lingguan Finger Seal, so his tone became a little more favorable.

"what!"

Then, the Miao Night Walker seemed to have discovered something, and approached Yang Qing carelessly, and then rubbed Yang Qing's corroded wound with his hands.

"Was it attacked by an evil spirit and corroded? No wonder it has to hide in this iron coffin to heal its wounds, haha.

It looks like it's been corroded quite a bit. What level of evil is it? Level 2 or level 3?

Your left hand is so injured that you probably can't hold a knife anymore.

Forget it, I think you are a good kid, come back with me to the village tomorrow morning, our village's Apa witch doctor is quite good and should be able to treat your injury."

After saying this, the Night Walker gave a look and the zombie next to him swung the iron bag in his hand, which happened to fall into the pit that Yang Qing had dug before.

Judging from this operation, this Xiangxi Night Walker's corpse-controlling skills are quite good, and can be considered to be at the level of micro-manipulation of objects.

"Rest well, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning.

By the way, my name is Bai Jiujiu, and I am responsible for patrolling this area."

As he spoke, the night walker named Bai Jiujiu rolled up a white bandage behind him, wrapped up the zombie he was controlling, and carried it on his back.

After a few leaps, it disappeared into the night.

Seeing the other party leave, Yang Qing no longer had any intention of hiding.

After a few hours of rest, Yang Qing recovered a lot of his strength, and with the help of the Longevity Sutra, his corroded left hand and arm also recovered to a certain extent.

However, Zong Gu Lianshan was indeed a cultivator in the Earth Soul Realm, and the corrosive digestive fluid of his Shikigami, the Great Jade Bone Flower, was indeed powerful. Even though they were all dead, they could still cause continuous corrosive damage to Yang Qing.

Moreover, it is not an injury that can be recovered by speeding up recovery through the Changsheng Jue.

Yang Qing decided to follow Bai Jiujiu to visit his village tomorrow morning. It was said that the Miao witch doctors were also amazing and had unique ways of treating various injuries and curses.

Glancing at the sky and determining the time, Yang Qing estimated that it would take some time before dawn. After thinking about it, he took out the two storage bags from Zhuang Gu Lianshan to see what was inside.

However, he was greatly disappointed after checking it. Apart from some silver bills, the rest of the storage bag was filled with commonly used elixirs and other small garbage, and there were not even a few evil beads.

Yang Qing didn't know that Zong Gu Lian Shan had just upgraded to the Earth Soul Realm, and in order to advance to this step, he had invested all his fortune into it, so naturally there was nothing good in his storage bag.

In desperation, Yang Qing could only take out all the evil beads he had saved before.

"absorb!"

Yang Qing muttered to himself.

More than five hundred evil beads instantly transformed into energy and poured into Yang Qing's bracelet.

However, most of this energy was divided up, and only a small part was absorbed by the altar platform.

Among them, Mo Guang, the Jishui Leopard who had fallen into hibernation, absorbed a large part of it. The previous fusion had consumed all of its accumulated abilities, and now it needed a large amount of energy replenishment.

Afterwards, he blocked two heavy blows from Zonggu Lianshan, and the cracked Soul Soldier God also needed energy to repair it.

In addition, there is Yang Qing’s newly captured soul soldier, the earth-type soul soldier Yuanyang Yue - Stepping Rock Immortal, which also requires a lot of energy.

In the previous battle with Zonggu Lianshan, it also consumed a lot of its original power.

The last bit of energy was absorbed by the platform, allowing Yang Qing to gain only an insight into life.

Moreover, this life experience did not give Yang Qing a serious life.

This time, I realized the life of a veteran gambler, or the life of a "gambling god".

This gambler's parents were killed when he was young, and he was later adopted by his enemy as his adopted son.

Following this "godfather", the gambler learned superb gambling skills since childhood. He was proficient in listening to the cup, shaking the dice, changing cards and hiding flowers, and he was likely to surpass his father.

He was too young when he was taken in by his adoptive father, and he didn't know that his adoptive father was the murderer of his father, so he always treated him as his biological father.

Until the final of a gambling king of the century competition, his godfather asked him to lose the bet deliberately in order to manipulate the external betting.

After being flatly rejected by the gambler, his adoptive father shot him in the head with a pistol disguised as lipstick. It was at this moment that he recognized the true face of his adoptive father.

After this encounter, the gambler luckily survived and lived by pretending to be crazy and stupid.

He endured first, then took revenge, and finally in a gambling game, he got rid of his adoptive father and senior brother who betrayed him.

Eventually he "ascended" to the throne of the God of Gamblers.

From this gambler's life experience, Yang Qing did not learn any kung fu skills, but he learned 70% to 80% of the gambler's gambling skills such as listening to the cup, shaking the dice, changing cards and hiding flowers.