Dimension Paradise, I am a summoning apostle

Chapter 205 The Successor of Kui Xing's Kick-Fighting Technique
Upon arriving at the foot of the mountain, what greeted them was not a harmonious scene, but rather a dozen or so warlord soldiers surrounding the entrance to the small village, arguing with several villagers.

His arrival attracted the attention of the warlord soldiers, who raised their guns and pointed them at Chu Danqing.

"Who are you? Where are you from? What are you doing here?" The man who looked like a military officer asked Chu Danqing with a wary expression.

"Just passing by, what's going on here?" Chu Danqing didn't seem to care about the guns: "Put down your guns and talk slowly. I'm not a bad person."

The officer glanced at Chu Danqing and noticed his extraordinary demeanor and approachable nature. He then beckoned his men to lower their guns.

"Two of our brothers died on the mountain, and we don't know what kind of ghost killed them."

"I was thinking of asking to stay here for one night, but these old codgers just wouldn't agree." As the officer said this, a murderous glint appeared on his face: "It's not like we're not going to pay you, we're generous with our money."

As he spoke, the officer pulled a handful of silver dollars from his pocket.

Chu Danqing, with his rudimentary knowledge of feng shui, noticed a trace of dark energy emanating from the warlord soldiers.

The officer concealed a lot. Although Chu Danqing had a high charm attribute, it wasn't a form of seduction, so naturally he wouldn't reveal everything he was asked.

“Sir, the village is not peaceful.” The old village chief, who was in charge, hurriedly explained, “It’s not that we don’t want you to stay, it’s just that outsiders really can’t stay here.”

"Old man, why don't you speak more clearly?" Chu Danqing disliked riddle-makers the most.

“Yes, why can’t we stay here? It’s just a house!” the officer said angrily. “It’s almost dark, I don’t ask for much.”

"Just vacate a room and provide some food and drinks for my brothers, and I'll pay you as usual."

The officer simply threw the silver dollar to the old village chief, intending to shoot him if he refused to accept it or continued to make excuses.

Today's events had already put him on edge, and as darkness fell, this sense of urgency intensified.

Seeing the officer brandishing his pistol, the village chief knew he couldn't stop him and could only nod in agreement.

"Sir, you're too kind. No need for the silver dollars." The old village chief knew that this money was something you might have the life to take but not the life to spend, but he still added, "No matter what noise you hear at night, do not come out."

"Okay, I understand. Lead the way." The officer didn't care about anything else; they were hungry and tired and just wanted to get some rest.

Seeing this, Chu Danqing followed.

"Grandpa, would you mind preparing a room for us brothers as well?" Chu Danqing said with a smile, taking out a few silver cakes: "I don't have silver dollars, but I have room fees."

Seeing this, the old village chief hesitated for a moment but still accepted it.

Chu Danqing didn't seem like a thug who would kill at the drop of a hat; on the contrary, he seemed quite reasonable.

Whether you're herding one sheep or a flock of sheep, it's still the same.

The old village chief arranged a room for Chu Danqing and the officer respectively, and also had the villagers bring them food.

“Grandpa, have you seen these two items before?” Chu Danqing said, taking out the tomb raiding talisman and the embroidered shoes and placing them on the table. He continued, “I found them in the dilapidated temple on the mountain and on the way down the mountain.”

When the old village chief saw the tomb raiding talisman, he didn't react much, but when he saw the embroidered shoes, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"I found this shoe in the coffin; it's the only shoe I have," Chu Danqing emphasized, adding that it was only one shoe.

“I know what you want to ask, young man,” the old village chief said quietly. “A group of thieves did come to our village a few days ago.”

“We were blinded by greed and led them astray.”

"The bandits didn't come down the mountain, and strange things started happening in the village. We could hear crying every night, and we could also hear knocking on the door at night."

"When I looked at the door in the morning, there were still bloody handprints, but they disappeared when the sun shone on them."

Upon hearing this, Chu Danqing asked a question: "Why don't we use some homemade explosives to blow up these inhuman bastards?"

He really didn't know how to have Chu Danqing perform exorcisms or anything like that.

But as for how to deal with these things without supernatural powers, he had experience with it once.

Explosives can cause massive damage to anything, whether it's a carbon-based life form, a ghost, or a zombie.

In other words, Chu Danqing is going for the summoner system; otherwise, given his initial start, he would probably be playing as a demolition expert now.

"You make it sound so easy, young man. There are only a few old folks like us in the village. Where would we get the money to buy it?"

"Besides, the nearest town isn't close to us, and we can't get out." The old village chief isn't stupid; he just doesn't have the means.

"Oh, what a pity," Chu Danqing replied, then continued, "Do you want these two things?"

Chu Danqing was treated as a quest item.

"I think you should burn this quickly, young man. This thing is unlucky." The old village chief was both amused and exasperated. How could he dare to take such a hot potato?

"I'll keep it then, I'll need it later," Chu Danqing said.

The usefulness he mentioned was obviously for fishing.

Just as the old village chief was about to say something more, a villager said breathlessly that someone else was coming.

Therefore, they could only go to the village entrance to see what was going on.

After the old village chief left, Chu Danqing simply took a rope and hung the embroidered shoes at the door.

After finishing these tasks, he saw the old village chief enter with a middle-aged man who looked serious.

If there's anything unusual about it, it's that the other person was wearing a pair of iron shoes.

It makes a loud, labored sound when it walks.

Upon seeing Chu Danqing's actions, the other person suddenly paused, their gaze turning serious and puzzled. Chu Danqing followed the other person's gaze to the embroidered shoes, then nodded in a friendly manner.

"Young man, these embroidered shoes came from a tomb. Hanging them at the door might attract evil spirits. It's best to burn them," the middle-aged man advised.

His first impression of Chu Danqing was that she was like a gentle breeze, which is why he kindly offered his advice.

The old village chief belatedly realized what Chu Danqing was doing, and felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, almost collapsing to the ground.

He had initially thought Chu Danqing was a kind and easy-going person, but now he realized that she was the one who was courting disaster.

"Thanks for the reminder. I'm planning to see if I can lure the original owner out."

"Would you like to join us, brother?" Chu Danqing extended an invitation.

Since the other party was willing to remind me, it means they are not a bad person.

“Okay, I happen to share a room with this young man, so we can take a picture together.” The middle-aged man said as he walked into Chu Danqing’s room, but he was stunned as soon as he entered.

The room was crammed with four horses and three armored soldiers, but that wasn't the main point. The main point was that there was also a nearly three-meter-long beast emanating an aura that made his heart tremble.

Then he decisively withdrew, and said with a sullen smile, "I don't think you need to look after me, young man."

The middle-aged man wasn't afraid of people, but he was afraid of Da Bao.

Da Bao looked so ferocious that he was worried he would be eaten alive by Da Bao if he fell asleep at night.

"Okay, let me know if you need anything." Chu Danqing didn't insist.

After the village chief made arrangements for the middle-aged man, Chu Danqing went to visit him.

This time, he didn't bring Da Bao and the beast-faced armored warriors, but only the Ghostly Mother and the Son of Heaven that he always carried with him.

After some conversation, Chu Danqing learned about the other party's situation.

The middle-aged man's name was Zhong Ting. He was a descendant of Kui Xing and was skilled in Kui Xing kicking the bucket.

Its two legs are specifically for kicking ferocious creatures; this time, it chased a corpse centipede here.

"This place is truly a blessed land," Chu Danqing couldn't help but exclaim.

"It was originally nothing special, but the tomb raiders changed the layout, which turned it into a place where evil spirits gather," Zhong Ting said helplessly.

He had already surveyed the surrounding area before he arrived and knew that this village was the key to breaking the deadlock, which is why he came.

Unexpectedly, there were three other groups of people before he arrived.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Zhong, can your Kui Xing kicking the Dipper kick ammunition and artillery?" Chu Danqing asked curiously.

"Of course not, Brother Chu, your beast taming technique can't compare to cannonballs." Zhong Ting is just flesh and blood; bullets and cannonballs are deadly to him too.

Chu Danqing nodded: "Of course."

"?" Zhong Ting looked puzzled. Why aren't you playing by the rules?

Having lived this long, this is the first time I've met someone like Chu Danqing.

"In other words, you can deal with ferocious creatures, ferocious creatures can deal with warlords, and warlords can deal with you." Chu Danqing understood the logic.

Zhong Ting fell silent after hearing these words.

This is indeed the case.

It's not that they lacked the ability to deal with ordinary people, but that their physical bodies were too vulnerable to artillery shells and gunpowder.

Gunpowder technology emerged rapidly like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, while advancements in techniques such as moving mountains and unloading ridges, robbing gold and tomb raiding, Kui Xing kicking the Dipper, and feng shui masters remained in the feudal era before the warlord era.

Airplanes, tanks, and artillery can easily crush these flesh and blood bodies.

On the contrary, the malevolent creatures in the tomb, due to their extraordinary power, are not only able to withstand these firearms and equipment, but also to crush them with unpredictable and overwhelming force.

The four major factions of the Mountain Moving, Ridge Unloading, Gold Touching, and Mound Raiders did not choose to serve the warlords, but were forced to do so.

Warlords cannot deal with malevolent entities, but they can deal with them physically.

"So, young man, what brings you here?" Zhong Ting changed the subject, not wanting to talk about these things with Chu Danqing anymore.

"Have you heard of Prince Yuanping?" Chu Danqing asked.

Zhong Ting felt a sense of relief; he had finally entered his area of ​​expertise.

"Of course, the former Emperor Kan Ai was deposed and made Prince Yuanping."

“Young man, you’ve come to the right place. It’s said that he was buried in this ancient and desolate mountain range after his death.”

"If you help me kill the Corpse Centipede, I can retrieve the Centipede Pearl and help you find the tomb of King Yuanping." Zhong Ting really couldn't handle the Corpse Centipede alone.

Just as Chu Danqing was about to speak, a side quest from the amusement park appeared.

Side Quest: Slay the Centipede

[Trial Difficulty: D-Level (Normal)]

[Trial Reward: Paradise Points x 1000, Attribute Points +1]

[Trial Failed: Paradise Points -2000]

(End of this chapter)