I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 159: The fault of hatred, the desire for profit

"Brother Lu, can you tell me how you offended Supervisor Song?"

Li Qingyun asked lazily, still with a harmless smile on his face, as if nothing had just happened.

Lu Feng looked at Li Qingyun and always felt that there was something inexplicably weird about this new junior brother.

Obviously, the other party was also a cultivator who had not yet entered the country. Even though his strength was slightly higher than his own, it was not unusual. However, when facing him, Lu Feng sensed a faint sense of oppression, as if there was an insurmountable mountain in front of him. The inaccessible peak was shrouded in clouds and mist, revealing a mystery and majesty that could not be ignored.

He sighed and said angrily:
"It's actually nothing serious. Supervisor Song, huh, Fatty Song's name is Song Youde. He has a younger brother, Song Youcai, who used his connections some time ago and also came to the back mountain to be a registered boy. That guy is domineering and often bullies people. Senior Brother Ye and I couldn't stand it, so we had a few words with him, and then we beat him up.

"When we beat him up, we actually didn't know his identity, and ended up stirring up a hornet's nest without knowing what was going on. Since then, Fatty Song has been targeting the two of us, and he's been looking for trouble every few days. Later, we were so annoyed that we had to make amends and apologize against our conscience, but Fatty Song never gave up, and this time he even implicated you and Senior Brother Li, I'm really sorry."

After hearing this, Li Qingyun asked with a puzzled look:
"Then Supervisor Song is bullying people so blatantly, and no one is doing anything about it?"

After hearing this, Ye Qing said bitterly:

"The seniors in Longhu Mountain are all concerned with their own cultivation and becoming immortals. How can they have the time to pay attention to the affairs of us registered boys? As long as there is no big chaos in the back mountain and it does not affect their cultivation, they will not ask. And you have also heard from Fatty Song that he manages this small piece of land in an orderly manner. Even if he exploits us Taoist boys, who would care?"

Lu Feng also echoed:

"Junior Brother Gao, I'm really sorry. You just got here and we caused you to suffer for no reason. How about this, I have memorized the entire [Heavenly Thunder Body Tempering Technique]. When I finish my work, I will stay up all night to transcribe it for you. It will definitely not delay your practice."

Li Qingyun shook his head and said with a smile:

"Brother Lu, what are you talking about? Didn't Supervisor Song just say that as long as we work hard, he will naturally send the skills to us later? If that's the case, why should Brother Lu waste more effort?"

Lu Feng looked at Li Qingyun in confusion, smiled bitterly, patted his shoulder and said:

"Junior Brother Gao, you are quite old, but your mind is really simple. Even a child like me knows that Fatty Song has evil intentions and wants to end your path to Taoism. Do you still believe that he will send you the skills? If this guy had such good intentions, he would not bully us Taoist children every day."

Ye Qing on the side also said:
"From now on, Junior Brother Lu and I will take care of the weeding and leaf sweeping. You can just rest in the house. It's us who caused this trouble. Junior Brother Gao, you and Senior Brother Li ate our melons for nothing. You will definitely be scolded by Fatty Song in the future. Junior Brother Lu and I will do more work to compensate you."

Li Quanan snorted coldly, walked straight to the corner of the room, picked up the rake, and said with his head held high:
"No need. I, Li Quan'an, never accept favors from others. No matter what conflicts there are between you and Supervisor Song, I will never be lazy in doing my job. But don't worry, I will definitely seek justice for you after I am ordained."

After saying that, he picked up the rake and broom and walked out the door without looking back.

Lu Feng and Ye Qing knew that Li Quanan was arrogant and capable, so they did not try to dissuade him, but looked at Li Qingyun.

Lu Feng said:

"Junior Brother Gao, you just came up the mountain, take some rest, we will do the work from now on. If Fatty Song doesn't send you the exercises, I promise to copy them out for you tonight."

Unexpectedly, Li Qingyun also picked up the tools with a smile and said:
"Let's go together. Since we live in the same room, we should do the work together. And I think Supervisor Song is easy to talk to. There is no life-and-death feud between you two. When we meet him again, I will make peace between you and let this grudge go."

Lu Feng and Ye Qing looked at each other, their hearts full of doubts and confusion. Could it be that this Junior Brother Gao had gone insane?

In this back mountain, Song Youde is simply a local emperor. Even if a master two levels higher than him comes, he can't do anything to him. Could it be that Junior Brother Gao has lost his mind and thinks he can resolve this feud with just a few words? Does he think he is a high-level magician?
Lu Feng wanted to give Li Qingyun some more advice, but when he saw how calm he was, he swallowed the words back and could only pray in his heart:

"Wulian Tianzun, I hope that Junior Brother Gao, this young and foolish man, won't get into more trouble..."

……

In the early morning, Longhu Mountain is filled with mist and the air is fresh.

The mountain path was shrouded in fog and looked a little hazy.

Song Youde walked along this familiar path, feeling happy and with a smug smile on his face.

He was very satisfied with the way he dealt with those registered Taoist children, especially that bunch of ignorant fools who dared to touch his brother, which would have touched his reverse scale.

"Humph, you dare to bully my talented people? Just wait and see how I torture you. I will force you to leave your friends and relatives one by one and drive you down the mountain in disgrace!"

Song Youde was secretly pleased with himself, and his steps unconsciously became lighter. He seemed to have imagined the helpless, desperate and painful looks of Lu Feng and Ye Qing, and a sense of pleasure welled up in his heart.

However, just as he was feeling proud of himself, he was suddenly tripped by something.

Caught off guard, he lost his balance and fell to the ground with a thud.

Although Song Youde had already established his foundation, he was not a body-refining cultivator after all. Pain instantly spread from all over his body. His face turned red, and the pride in his heart turned into anger in an instant.

"Damn it, who is so blind as to litter the road and block the way?"

Song Youde stood up with the help of the ground, cursing, and looked around, but didn't find any obstacles.

He was just about to continue on his way, still ruminating on the anger he had just felt, but unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, he fell to the ground again.

This time he fell even harder. He fell heavily to the ground, his face hitting the dirt. He looked very miserable.

"Damn it! Who is behind this?!"

Song Youde was in a very miserable state at the moment. His Taoist robe was covered in mud, his hair was messy, and there was a faint taste of mud in his mouth.

He struggled to get up from the ground angrily and looked around, trying to find the culprit, but still found nothing.

The mist-shrouded mountains were eerily quiet, as if Song Youde was the only one left in the world.

The shadows of the surrounding trees were looming in the mist, as if hiding countless pairs of prying eyes.

An indescribable fear suddenly arose in Song Youde's heart, and his hair stood on end, as if something ominous was approaching.

"Could it be... a ghost?"

As the thought flashed through his mind, he couldn't help but shudder. Cold sweat streamed down his forehead, mixing with the mud to form a big stained face.

Song Youde wiped his face vigorously, trying to calm himself down, and comforted himself:
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid... This is the Taoist holy land of Longhu Mountain. There is a mountain protection formation for defense, and there are so many senior masters guarding it. How can any evil spirit sneak in?"

But before he could finish his words, he felt a slight sense of oppression from behind, as if someone was staring at him.

Then he felt someone patting him gently on the back.

"who!"

Song Zude's hairs all over his body stood up instantly. He turned around suddenly, and saw a scene that he would never forget.

He saw a strange man in black standing quietly behind him, looking down at him condescendingly.

The man had two heads, one face was as cold and ruthless as ice, while the other face was grinning, full of cynical evil charm, revealing an indescribable weirdness and hideousness.

"You...who are you?"

Song Youde's voice trembled with fear, and his legs seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move.

The two-headed black-clad weirdo didn't answer, but just looked at him coldly, his two heads turning at the same time, one face showing a grim smile, as if mocking Song Youde's ignorance and fear, the other face was still cold, like the gaze of the god of death, which made people shudder. Song Youde felt cold all over, as if he was in an ice cave in the cold winter, his heart was beating wildly, almost jumping out of his throat.

He tried to run away, but his legs felt like they were filled with lead and he couldn't take a single step.

"Tao... Taoist Holy Land... You... You can't even think about it..."

Song Youde said with all his might, but his voice was so weak...

……

Just after the Yin hour, the registered Taoist children in the back hills of Longhu Mountain have begun their busy daily lives.

Some people are working in the fields, planting vegetables and applying fertilizers; some are fetching water and chopping firewood, preparing for a full day; and others are busy making fires and cooking, with smoke rising up and filling the mountains.

Although busy, it is well organized and everyone is completing their tasks in an orderly manner.

In the martial arts arena, Lu Feng was swinging a big broom, trying hard to sweep the fallen leaves on the ground, with a bit of dissatisfaction and anger on his young face.

As he swept, he cursed in a low voice: "Damn Fatty Song, the back mountain is so big, with so many people coming and going, how can four people clean it up?"

Ye Qing and Li Quanan worked silently, but their faces looked unhappy, and they were obviously worried about not completing the task.

The back mountain is such a large area, and the four of them have been busy for a long time, but there has not been much progress. If they continue like this, they will have to work until midnight even if they don't eat, drink or rest.

Only Li Qingyun seemed particularly relaxed. He hummed a little tune and looked calm, as if he didn't care about the fatigue in front of him.

At this moment, there was a burst of laughter from not far away, and several Taoist children came over arm in arm. The leader was a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a bloated and fat figure. He was holding a roasted chicken leg in his hand, and his mouth was full of oil from eating.

He saw Li Qingyun and others cleaning, sneered, walked over slowly, and deliberately raised his voice and said:
"Hey, who is it? Isn't this the little brat named Lu?"

Lu Feng had long recognized that this was Supervisor Song's younger brother Song Youcai. When he heard his voice, his face suddenly darkened. He tightly gripped the broom in his hand, anger boiling in his chest, but he knew that he could not act rashly, so he could only force himself not to lose his temper.

Seeing that Lu Feng remained silent, Song Youde laughed even harder, and while gnawing on a chicken leg, he said provocatively:

"Why, you don't recognize me? Weren't you quite capable before? The mountain behind is so big, you guys better not be lazy!"

As he spoke, he threw the half-eaten chicken leg bone onto the blue brick floor and said pretentiously:

"Oops, I accidentally threw it away. Please wipe it again, don't let my brother see the oil stain here."

Lu Feng was so angry that his face turned blue, and the broom in his hand was almost broken by him. Seeing this, Ye Qing quickly pulled his sleeve and whispered:

"Don't be impulsive. Let's be patient."

Lu Feng's eyes were blazing with anger. He was about to bend down to pick up the chicken leg on the ground when suddenly a dark shadow came running towards him. Before he could react, he heard a crisp "pop" and Song Youcai was slapped hard on his fat face.

"Who the hell..."

Song Youcai was beaten so hard that he saw stars and cursed uncontrollably.

However, the next moment, he suddenly saw clearly the person who made the move, and the remaining half of the swear word was stuck in his throat, and his face turned pale in an instant.

The person who took action was none other than his own brother, Song Youde, the Houshan Supervisor.

Supervisor Song was in a miserable state at this time, with bruises all over his face, disheveled hair, and clothes covered in mud, as if he had just crawled out of a quagmire.

What was even more frightening was that there was a fierce rage in his eyes, as if he wanted to strangle Song Youcai to death.

"Brother...you..."

Song Youcai stammered, but saw Song Youde attacking left and right again.

"Crack, snap!"

Two more loud slaps hit his face.

"You bastard, did I send you to Longhu Mountain so that you can bully others? You keep causing trouble, now kneel down!"

Song Youde roared.

Song Youcai felt his head buzzing and he was stunned. His legs went limp and he fell to the ground, his heart filled with fear.

Song Youde taught his brother a lesson, then he calmed down his anger, walked through a few people, and came straight to Li Qingyun. A smile instantly appeared on his face and he said:

"Brother Gao, you just came to Longhu Mountain. Why do you have to do such heavy physical work? You should take a good rest and don't tire yourself out."

As he spoke, he pulled out a booklet from his pocket and handed it over with both hands, respectfully as if he was facing his immediate superior:
"This is the complete set of [Heavenly Thunder Body Tempering Technique]. I wanted to bring it to you last night, but my brain wasn't working well enough and my eyesight wasn't working well enough, so I forgot about it. Please don't be offended."

Song Youde's appearance, which was like two completely different people, from being arrogant at first to being respectful later, shocked everyone present.

Lu Feng, Ye Qing and Li Quanan looked at each other, their eyes wide open. For a moment they felt as if they were in a fog. They felt that everything happening before their eyes was too bizarre, as if they were in a dream.

Li Qingyun still smiled and said:

"Supervisor Song is too polite. I haven't finished my work yet, but you kindly sent the skills to me in advance. I really feel sorry for that."

Song Youde's face turned pale with fear, and he waved his hands hastily, speaking in a fearful tone:
"How can I ask you, Brother Gao, to do any work? You are all talented people sent by heaven. The right thing to do is to practice cultivation. I can find someone else to do the rough work here."

Li Qingyun nodded and said casually:

"Thank you very much, Supervisor Song. I think you don't need to look for someone else. Your brother is very heavy. Why don't you let him exercise and stretch his muscles?"

Song Youde quickly smiled and said:
"That makes sense, that makes sense, let's do as Brother Gao says!"

As he spoke, he snatched the brooms and rakes from Lu Feng and the others, stuffed them into the hands of Song Youcai and his followers, and shouted:

"Hurry up and clean this place up. You can't eat if you don't finish!"

Song Youcai had a sad face and was about to beg for mercy, but Song Youde kicked him to the ground and cursed:
"Look at you, you're as stupid as a pig, why don't you hurry up and work for me?"

Lu Feng and the others looked at the scene in disbelief, and all looked at Li Qingyun, only to see him spread his hands and said innocently:
"Look, I told you that Supervisor Song is easy to talk to..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he put away the [Heavenly Thunder Body Tempering Technique] and walked towards his house leisurely.

At this moment, a deep and mellow voice suddenly sounded from the back mountain, echoing in the ears of every Taoist child like thunder:

"All registered disciples and supervisors, please take note. You must gather at the martial arts arena in one stick of incense. There must be no delay. Our sect has an important mission to announce..."

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(End of this chapter)