Douluo: I am the outer demon

Chapter 66 Flanders’s Way to Death
"Where is my Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlit Night?"

Tang San stared at Ma Hongjun with his eyes fixed, as if he wanted to see flowers in him. His Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlit Night contained all the hidden weapons and poisons he had made over the years, even the Dragon Beard Needles were all inside. It could be said that everything inside was his hard work, his treasure. He even slept with the Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlit Night.

"Third brother, your storage belt was also taken away by the fighting arena. I didn't take it!"

Feeling a little uneasy under Tang San's gaze, Ma Hongjun hurriedly explained.

"Soul Fighting Arena, the Soul Fighting Arena again!" Tang San has already determined that this Soul Fighting Arena is another way to die, and at the same time, he also has some resentment towards Flanders in his heart.

"And the dean, he could have taken me away directly, why did he let them take my Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlit Night away?"

"Third brother, how can you say that? The dean has no choice. The story behind the fighting arena is not simple. If we don't handle it well, we at Shrek will be doomed."

Ma Hongjun was a little unhappy when he heard Tang San mention Flanders. Flanders was the teacher who raised him since he was a child, and he still respected Flanders very much in his heart.

Seeing that Ma Hongjun was a little angry, Tang San didn't say anything else. He just had a dim look in his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The two looked at each other in silence for a while.

"The master is back!"

A voice came from outside the door.

"Teacher is back?" Tang San, who was lying on the hospital bed, showed surprise. He stood up despite his injuries and walked towards the door.

"Teacher, teacher!"

When Tang San saw Yu Xiaogang's appearance, his voice suddenly became harsh.

"Teacher, who is it! Who hurt you like this?"

Yu Xiaogang looked even more miserable than Tang San. There was not a single piece of intact flesh on his body. It was obvious that he had suffered inhumane torture. Many of the wounds on his body had begun to fester. His face looked extremely weak, as if he had stayed in a brothel for seven days and seven nights.

"Xiao, Xiao San."

Looking at the disciple who was like a son to him, Yu Xiaogang managed to utter a few words before fainting and falling to the ground. It must be said that it was indeed a miracle for Yu Xiaogang to be able to return to Shrek despite being seriously injured.

"Teacher, how are you?"

Tang San took one or two steps and came directly to Yu Xiaogang, shaking Yu Xiaogang's shoulders with both hands, but no matter how he shook, Yu Xiaogang did not wake up, but his face became paler.

"Third brother, let's help the master to the room and treat his injuries first."

Ma Hongjun who came later looked at the Grandmaster being shaken madly by Tang San and said quickly that if Tang San continued to shake the Grandmaster, he would probably die.

"Yes, right, take care of the teacher's injuries first."

Tang San, who had just been excited, seemed to wake up from a dream. He carried the dirty and smelly Yu Xiaogang on his back and walked into the house without any disgust.

Ma Hongjun couldn't help but admire them, what a pair of loving master and filial disciple. Anyway, because of the smell of the master, he didn't want to get close to him, and only Tang San stayed with him all the time.

After hearing the news about Yu Xiaogang, Flanders also rushed back quickly. He recently decided to join the Spirit Hall's external expedited delivery team. As a Flying Soul Saint, his speed was very fast, which was certainly enough for transporting some urgent and important materials or documents.

The salary at the Spirit Hall was not low, and for a job like this, Flanders could receive a salary of 500 gold soul coins and an additional allowance of 100 gold soul coins every month. In addition, he and Lao Zhao would occasionally take on soul hunting missions, and ask other brothers to help out, so he could save about 2,000 gold soul coins a month.

By this calculation, it seems that the debt can be paid off in about eight years.

Don’t think that in the original book a set of Tang San’s hidden weapons could be sold for tens of thousands of gold soul coins, but that was only because the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect was wealthy enough to rival a country, and its disciples happened to lack the means to fight the enemy, so the supply was in short supply and this hidden weapon solved the urgent problem.

For a civilian Soul Saint like Flanders, one hundred thousand gold soul coins is a huge sum of money. If he had a few hundred thousand gold soul coins, he would not have built the academy in this remote place.

It only takes about one million gold soul coins to build a small high-level soul master academy. If the configuration is a little worse, it can be solved with hundreds of thousands of gold soul coins. Flanders has been cheating and defrauding civilian students over the years, and he can only save up 100,000 gold soul coins, which were all taken away by the Great Soul Arena. He should be thankful that the Great Soul Arena did not put him on the wanted list.

If the master was not his good brother, he would never have done this.

"How's Xiaogang?"

As soon as he came back, Flanders couldn't wait to ask.

"Teacher, please go in and take a look yourself."

Ma Hongjun outside the door didn't know how to describe the master's state, so he could only say this to Flanders.

Flanders rushed into the room in a hurry and saw Yu Xiaogang lying on the bed. What a miserable scene it was.

There were all kinds of wounds all over his body, some deep and some shallow. If Yu Xiaogang was not so fat and some fat was not accumulated on the skin, some of the wounds would have penetrated directly into the internal organs.

Some of these wounds had already scabbed over, but more of them had formed pus-filled blisters, which looked extremely disgusting and made Flanders feel uncomfortable.

At the same time, Yu Xiaogang's face was as pale as the wall, without a trace of blood. If he could not feel the slight rise and fall of his chest, one would have thought that he had died long ago.

Flanders was shocked: "How could Xiaogang become like this?"

Tang San, who was waiting on the side, shook his head, "I don't know. The teacher fainted when he came back, and he didn't say what happened specifically, but it should be that the evil Spirit Hall tortured the teacher."

When mentioning the Spirit Hall, Tang San's eyes showed murderous intent. If the Spirit Hall had not intervened, they could have left the Soul Fighting Arena safely when his teacher took out the Elder Order, and they could even have made the gray-robed man kneel down and apologize to him.

And his Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlit Night will not be lost, it is all his hard work! The damned Spirit Hall has a way to death. In Tang San's mind, the Spirit Hall's way of death is second only to the Great Fighting Spirit Arena.

"Everyone in the Spirit Hall deserves to die!" Tang San cursed again.

Flanders was a little embarrassed. Although he didn't like the Spirit Hall either, he had just become a non-staff member of the Spirit Hall and could barely be considered a member of the Spirit Hall. If everyone in the Spirit Hall deserved to die, then shouldn't he die as well?

"Ahem, Xiao San, let's not talk about this for now. Ask a few people to carry Xiao Gang, and we'll go to the city's clinic to find a healing spirit master."

For some reason, he no longer felt close to Yu Xiaogang. He even began to feel disgusted with the smell of Yu Xiaogang and was unwilling to contact Yu Xiaogang. Otherwise, the best way would be for him to carry Yu Xiaogang over directly.

"Okay, Dean."

Tang San responded, but when he turned around, a hint of viciousness flashed across his face. This Flanders clearly had the money to find a healing spirit master for his teacher, but he let him lie in bed for two days after being injured. It was really abominable.

Flanders did not notice Tang San's expression, nor did he know that Tang San would actually hate him for this. He was really penniless before, and the prices of healing spirit masters were generally high. The money he had now was still one month's salary that he had overdrawn from the Spirit Hall in advance.

After going out, Tang San still called Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai to come. The two of them looked disgusted, but it was difficult to refuse the dean's request, so they had to wrap Yu Xiaogang in a cushion and carry him away. If someone who didn't know saw it, they would think they were carrying a corpse.

The three of them finally borrowed an ox cart from a villager, put Yu Xiaogang on it, and headed towards the city. As for Tang San, he still stayed in school to recuperate.

"Humph, Flanders."

Tang San looked at the three people who were leaving with a gloomy face. He was also injured, but Flanders actually asked him to stay in the academy to recuperate. Didn't he know that this would affect his cultivation and might even leave hidden injuries?

This Shrek Academy is really no good. It doesn't even have a healing spirit master. You know, even Notting Academy has a teacher who is a healing spirit master.

If he had joined one of the famous soul master academies that had invited him, he wouldn't have to lie in bed recuperating like this. You know, in a soul master academy, healing soul masters are standard.

He didn't know why the teacher recommended him to this crappy school. At this time, Tang San also felt a little resentful towards Yu Xiaogang for letting him join Shrek.

How could he know that the little money Flanders had now was barely enough to treat Yu Xiaogang, and might not even be enough. He had no money at all to hire a healing spirit master to treat Tang San.

(End of this chapter)