Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 77 Beijing View
Ye Pinglin is actually not a noisy person.

After experiencing such a major disaster as the destruction of his family, this young man took on the burden of his father and grandfather again and became the youngest head of the No family to date.

On a daily basis, he always exudes a maturity and experience that does not match his age.

If it could scare him like this, then this must be no small matter.

Kang Dabao was not in a hurry. He guided Ye Pinglin to calm down first. The young man took a sip of cold tea and calmed down to explain the matter in a few words.

After Kang Dabao listened carefully, he thought for a while before frowning and saying, "Come on, take me to see it."

Before leaving, he also called the people from the Lu and Xue families who were in charge of the market. When they had walked less than half a mile out of Chongming Market, Kang Dabao saw a group of people gathered together on the road leading to the market, as if they were discussing something.

After walking only a few dozen steps with everyone, the discussions around him began to reach the ears of Master Kang.

"Huang Erlang heard that Chongming Market would not charge stall fees, so he traveled such a long way from Baisha County to come here. He did not expect to earn much spiritual stones, but was harmed by the evil cultivators here."

"It was the same with Old Man Zhao. In order to buy some spiritual herbs for his grandson, he spent half a month in the market, exposed to the wind and sun. During that time, he was reluctant to drink even a bowl of spiritual tea. In the end, he lost his head here. How pitiful."

"And this Jiao brother, I heard he came out for his father"

Most of the people watching in the crowd were independent cultivators, and most of those being watched were also cultivators.

Seeing Kang Dabao coming, the onlookers made way for a passage for people to pass out of the two signs of the mayor of Chongming Market and the leader of Chongming Sect.

"Tsk." Kang Dabao looked grim after seeing the scene before him.

The six heads were cleaned and neatly arranged into a three-story tower. All of them had their eyes wide open, staring straight towards the direction of the gate of Chongming Market.

The instigator obviously did not have anything urgent to do, because he was quite leisurely in applying rouge and powder to the six heads and dressing them up.

Among those who lost their heads, there were men and women, young and old, from all over the world. They had only one thing in common, that is, they were all independent cultivators who had been to Chongming Market.

"No wonder, they probably think that I killed their parents." Kang Dabao thought to himself.

The onlookers saw that Kang Dabao's expressions were not very good. It may not be said that everyone who practices cultivation is extremely intelligent, but at least there are indeed few stupid people here.

Even in immortal cities like Xuanwei City and Hancheng, it is not uncommon for independent cultivators to be killed by evil cultivators as soon as they leave the city.

However, evil practitioners who harm people will usually just destroy the bodies after stealing their property, and will not go to the trouble of building a mausoleum to scare people.

Why do you want to scare people? Who are you trying to scare?

As long as others can figure out these two points, it will not be difficult to guess why this evil cultivator came to kill people.

Sympathy for one's own kind, don't look down on these independent cultivators as cheap as grass and insignificant, but the current Chongming market can only do this business thanks to them.

If they are really scared because of this incident and dare not come again, then the market that Master Kang has spent so much time to build will probably be closed down the next day!
"My fellow Taoists, please rest assured that I, Kang, will give you an explanation on this matter." Kang Dabao clasped his fists and bowed to the crowd.

After hearing this, the expressions of the scattered cultivators remained indifferent, and they did not have any confidence in the promise made by Master Kang.

In this world, everyone has heard a lot of nice words.

Who can be fooled by these empty words? Do you really think that we, the casual cultivators, are foolish husbands who just want to eat meat?
When Kang Dabao saw everyone's reactions, he became anxious and frowned.

In addition to asking people to help the murdered cultivators collect their remains and sending more people to gather information, he had no other good solution for the time being. Fortunately, he at least knew where to get reliable information.

In the following ten days, business in the market became worse and worse.

Not to mention that fewer and fewer people dared to come to the market to practice as independent cultivators, even those who were in urgent need of spirit stones and really couldn't bear to leave were frowning all day long, as if there was a cold knife hanging behind everyone's neck.

Kang Dabao has even heard warnings from outsiders such as "Remember to take a detour when passing by Chongming Market."

Regardless of whether this kind of talk is spread intentionally by some people, or is formed by the spontaneous advice of independent practitioners, or a combination of the above, it is not important.

The key to the problem is how to restore the reputation of Chongming Market as soon as possible.

This matter not only worried the four local households in Jackdaw Mountain, but also other vendors in the market.

The forces behind everyone have invested shining spirit stones. If they were to fail here, it would definitely not be a good thing for everyone's future.

Among them, the Kuai family was the most anxious. Upon hearing the news, the head of the Kuai family, Kuai Wu, immediately rushed over from Tanggu County overnight.

His Kuai family is not well-off. After being drugged by Kang, Kuai Wu invested most of his family fortune into Chongming Market. How could he not be anxious?

Kuai Wu had been here for eight days, and he had held meetings of various sizes here for eight days with the managers of various families.

Kuai Wu jumped up and down and forced each family to send out people, forming a patrol team, which caused a lot of noise in the vicinity.

In just a few days, they searched through the dense forests in the surrounding mountains several times, which was like searching the mountains and the sea.

Although Kuai Wu was very energetic and the patrol teams composed of cultivators from various sects were indeed working hard, the evil cultivators were not fools.

At this time, the situation was tense, not to mention those who had harmed others, they knew to hide. Even those who had not yet had the chance to harm others knew to endure it and temporarily hide their heads.

So after all this time and effort, the patrol team spent a lot of energy, but they couldn't find the culprit who harmed people, let alone a scapegoat who was an evil cultivator who was easy to bully. They couldn't even find one.

“Loud thunder, little rain”

The independent cultivators who were still making a living in Chongming Market were not only nervous, but they also started to laugh at the patrol team.

It seems that as long as they see others doing useless work and getting into trouble, they will be happy from the bottom of their hearts.

Even if the evil cultivator who could threaten his personal safety was still at large, even if the steel knife hanging behind his neck was still emitting cold light, it seemed as if it had nothing to do with them.

They are like this, sometimes smart, sometimes stupid; sometimes cunning, sometimes honest.
Or rather, in fact, most people in this world are like this.

Just when there was no progress in finding the real culprit, people in the market were in a panic and business was declining.

The news that the head of Kangda asked someone to find out finally came.

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(End of this chapter)