After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 97: An old turtle worth million?

"hold head high!"

The wild boar king let out a mournful roar, which was quite sad like a hero’s demise.

After struggling for a while, he gradually became motionless.

"Ding, hunted A-level beast [Wild Boar King]*1, experience points +1000 points."

"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have received the special reward [God-level braised meat recipe]*1!"

Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

Don't blame me for being cruel. We have become mortal enemies. If I don't kill you, do you still expect you to make peace with me?

"you……"

At this moment, Qinzhou was really furious. Doesn't this kid understand what he says? I asked you to spare its life, so why did you still attack him?
Chen Yang put away the compound bow and said, "This thing has too strong a desire for revenge. It will always be a nuisance if I keep it."

His purpose of going into the mountains this time was to hunt down the wild boar king. How could he let this scourge go just because of the old man's words?

After a while, the wild boar king was released.

The huge body looks very oppressive.

Although he was dead, those eyes were still staring at Chen Yang, straight and full of hatred.

Just this look made Chen Yang feel that it was not unfair to kill it.

That arrow hit its heart.

"You are a waste of God's gifts. You are really a waste of God's gifts."

Qinzhou's mouth was full of complaints. He took out a shiny dagger and ripped open the wild boar king's stomach on the spot.

The intestines and stomach were all over the floor, and the whole place was filled with a fishy stench.

Chen Yang couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Qinzhou seemed to be unaware of it, completely ignoring the stench, reaching his hand into his internal organs and groping around, then pulled out the wild boar king's gallbladder.

A bottle was taken out, the bile was collected, and then something the size of a ping-pong ball was peeled out of it.

Pig sand!

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows. He was very familiar with this thing.

"Old man, I was the one who killed this wild boar king."

A piece of pig litter can be sold for three or four hundred thousand. Although this piece of pig litter is smaller than the one Chen Yang sold before, it should still be able to be sold for two or three hundred thousand.

Wild boar litter is still rare.

How could I let this old man get away with it?

Qin Zhou turned around and glared at Chen Yang, saying unhappily, "How dare you say you killed it? Do you know how much you can sell such a spiritual animal for if you don't kill it?"

"Hmm?" Chen Yang raised his eyebrows.

Qin Zhou said, "Half a year ago, someone caught a spiritual wild hog badger in Shennongjia and sold it for 30 million."

"How much?" Chen Yang was stunned when he heard that.

“That’s still a small amount.”

Qin Zhou sneered, "Three years ago in Treasure Island, a spirit turtle was sold for 500 million..."

"Is this true? Five hundred million? Chinese currency?"

"of course."

Qin Zhou glanced at him and said, "You are a person who lives in the mountains, so you are naturally ignorant. If this wild boar king is alive, I will handle it. It will be no problem to sell it for 10 or 20 million..."

Ten or twenty million?
Chen Yang's face trembled, as if he had missed a huge fortune.

However, having said that, even if what Qinzhou said was true, if he were given another chance, he would still kill the wild boar king without hesitation.

After all, the beast's hatred for him was deep-rooted.

Qinzhou cut open the wild boar king's heart, took out a glass bottle, and collected some blood.

The two-inch high bottle probably held about half of that amount.

"Hey."

Qinzhou's hands were covered in blood. He took off the fangs and put them into his backpack.

He looked at the wild boar corpse in front of him with great regret, "Young man, can you be less impulsive in doing things?"

Chen Yang looked at him, "Does your hand hurt?"

The arrow was still stuck in his arm.

"oops."

Qin Zhou reacted, sat down on the ground, covered his injured right arm, and groaned in pain. Seeing his pretentious look, Chen Yang rolled his eyes.

He walked up to him and checked his injuries.

"You shot this arrow, you must bear criminal responsibility!"

"Get out of here!"

Chen Yang grabbed the arrow and broke it directly.

"Oh, what are you doing?"

Qinzhou's eyes showed fear.

Chen Yang was too lazy to explain. He grabbed the arrow head and pulled it out with a hard pull.

Draw a line of blood.

The bright red blood spurted out directly, like a faucet burst, gushing out.

Obviously the arrow had hit an artery.

"You murder!"

Qinzhou turned pale and screamed in fear.

Chen Yang grabbed his wrist tightly, and the blood gushed out unstoppably.

"This is an artery, pinch the end near the heart, idiot..."

"Just kidding!"

"You must be kidding me!" Qinzhou was furious.

A smile appeared on Chen Yang's lips.

Then he pinched his arm with one hand, squeezing the blood vessels and reducing the blood flow.

Then he took out the golden medicine and applied it to his wound.

After a few minutes, the wound scabbed over.

Only then did Chen Yang let go of his arm.

Qin Zhou covered his arm, a little bit unbelievable, "What kind of medicine do you have? It's so magical?"

"What do you care about my medicine? What did you call me just now?" Chen Yang looked at him with ill intention.

Qin Zhou's face trembled slightly, "Boy, I am your elder after all, can't you have a little respect for me?"

"No, I don't dare to be so high."

Chen Yang waved his hand, "My grandfather said that you are a bad person and asked me to stay away from you..."

"Your grandfather is just an old stubborn man. I have a bad character, and he is not much better..."

Qin Zhou was speaking angrily when he suddenly felt that the atmosphere was not right. He looked up and saw Chen Yang looking at him unkindly. He immediately swallowed back the rest of his words.

"As a youngster, you shouldn't get involved in the grudges between us older generations."

Qin Zhou waved his injured arm and looked at Chen Yang, his eyes showing undisguised admiration. "You are so young, yet you dare to chase the Wild Boar King all over the mountain. It seems that you have inherited all your great grandfather's skills. Little guy, are you interested in following me? Just like your great grandfather and Blind Pang did back then..."

"Old man, don't you understand what people say? My grandfather won't let me play with you."

Chen Yang shrugged, his face full of disgust.

Just as he was about to walk out of the forest, he suddenly thought of something and stopped, "Did you leave the mountain knot at the Toad Rock?"

Qin Zhou nodded, "It seems to be useless. Young people nowadays are becoming more and more unruly."

Chen Yang frowned, "What are you doing in the mountains?"

Qinzhou stood up slowly, picked up a stick and poked it, "Let's go to Mixiangou and look for treasure."

He made no secret of it.

"only you?"

"if not."

Qin Zhou smiled bitterly and said, "You don't want to go with me, and I don't trust anyone else. I have no choice but to go myself."

"Don't you have so many apprentices?"

"Disciples? They are just a bunch of good-for-nothings who can only hold us back. None of them can be relied upon."

"Aren't you going to Mixiangou? Why are you here again?"

This is not the way to Mixiangou.

Qin Zhou said, "When I passed by the Old Ghost Forest, I encountered a spirit creature and followed it all the way here."

(End of this chapter)