Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 119 The Past Fades Away

Kang Shazi's men cleaned up Feng Aoshan, using brooms, mops, and carts to drag the corpses out from every corner of the mountain and pile them up in the center of the courtyard outside.

Layer upon layer, stacked extremely high, with a hand at the very top of the corpse that could not be pressed down, stretching high towards the sky, almost touching the wind at the top of Feng'ao Mountain.

But it was tossed about by the wind pressure and couldn't reach the sky at all.

Even those who were used to life and death remained silent when they saw this scene.

Who would have thought that this mountain would end up like this?

Lin Jiang gazed at the corpses scattered on the ground in the distance and sighed:
"Bai Zifeng slaughtered all the bandits in the mountains himself. I really don't know what he was trying to achieve by expending so much effort."

Jiang Jinyue continued:
"For this guy, his own life must be the most important thing. When he was killed, he must have used the lives of his men to revive himself."

This is true.

Even if Bai Zifeng had raised many skilled men to serve the general, if he lost his life, all his plans would be in vain.

To him, his subordinates were nothing more than tradable currency, with some currencies simply having different values.

However, no matter how valuable the coins are, they are ultimately no match for one's own life.

Lin Jiang gathered his thoughts and turned to Jiang Jinyue:
"Now that the storm has passed, how does the capital view the Northwest?"

“Anyone can govern the Northwest region except the bandits,” Jiang Jinyue said. “Once I report back, the court will send officials.”

"I hope he will be a good official."

"As for the government, I would say that there are no corrupt officials in the court, and the officials who came to the Northwest this time must be good officials who can ensure that the residents live in peace and prosperity. But from my personal point of view... it's hard to say." Jiang Jinyue was straightforward and didn't say so many official jargon: "The officialdom here was corrupt before, who knows if it will repeat the same mistakes."

"Then another Feng Ao Mountain will be born."

"If that's the case, then the local officials deserve it."

After Jiang Jinyue finished speaking, she quietly sized up Lin Jiang.

It wasn't because of his handsome appearance, but because the skills he displayed were too terrifying.

The Golden Bell Cover and Iron Shirt techniques have reached a state of perfection; divine punches and brute force can shatter mountains.

Currently, it seems that even a sixth-level physique cannot withstand it.

However, he knew absolutely no martial arts, and when he fought Bai Zifeng head-on, he was overwhelmed by martial arts.

Strange, and dangerous.

Just as he was pondering how to persuade him to register at the government office, the long knife in his hand suddenly began to hum:

"Little girl, little girl."

Jiang Jinyue picked up the knife: "Please speak."

"I have something to tell you."

Jiang Jinyue understood and, after parting ways with Lin Jiang, went to a secluded place.

"senior?"

"Young lady, that young man is very capable."

"Of course I know." Jiang Jinyue recalled what happened yesterday, and the scene of Lin Jiang splitting rocks was still vivid in her mind: "We fought against Bai Zifeng together, and I saw how skilled he was."

"No, you don't know." The longsword directly refuted Jiang Jinyue's words: "There are seven stars on my blade, have you seen them?"

"I have seen it. When I lent it to you, the brothers from the Forging Division told me about it. They said that if true qi were poured into the starlight on your blade, it would light up one by one."

"The one who forged me is a master of star-pointing, who added many techniques to my body. Those with abundant Qi can infuse this energy to illuminate the starlight on the blade one by one, but at the same time, it will place a great burden on the body. That's why I had you hand the blade to that young man just now." The longsword continued, "At the fifth level, it can illuminate three stars on me, at the sixth level, five, and only after breaking through the star-pointing barrier can it reach seven. Do you know how many stars that young man illuminated on me?"

Jiang Jinyue thought for a moment, her expression becoming somewhat subtle:
"Don't tell me it's seven stars."

"It's not just seven stars! It completely filled the blade of my sword, and there's even a flower growing on the hilt!"

As Jiang Jinyue turned the hilt of the longsword, she indeed saw a flower appear on the hilt.

The little flower seemed to be conscious; it even appeared to wave at Jiang Jinyue.
"Hi~"

"what?"

Jiang Jinyue's expression immediately turned strange.

For a moment, it was unclear whether it was because of the flower or because of the young master's superb skill.

"So, his cultivation level is above the Star Point level?"

"At least that's what my blade says."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Jiang Jinyue shook her head: "Even a master like Bai Zifeng would not be able to withstand ten moves from Dianxing. I have seen that young master's skills; he only knows punches and kicks. How could he possibly be Dianxing?"

"What if the other party has actually learned some martial arts techniques at the level of a minor star?"

Jiang Jinyue remained silent.

So far, it seems that this young man has only been doing ordinary punches and kicks from beginning to end, even more skillful than a novice in the Six Doors.

If he really learned those martial arts from the Six Doors...

Can Bai Zifeng really withstand it?
“This matter is of great importance, and I cannot make a decision on my own,” Jiang Jinyue said, glancing again in Lin Jiang’s direction. “I heard that this young master is also going to the capital.”

"Yes."

"I guess I'll have to stay on this mountain for a couple more days."

……

By mid-morning, the bandit stronghold had finally been cleared out.

Kang the Fool piled the corpses into a mound, opened the underground door, took out the cellar liquor, and poured it in a ring along the pile of corpses.

He tried to light it with a torch, but the corpse was still too damp, and the torch couldn't be lit at all. In the end, Gong Xuan stepped forward. He first used a bell to open the altar and performed a ritual, and then took out a tinderbox from his pocket and reached out towards the corpse.

A few sparks flew up from the tinderbox, crossed the air, and landed on the corpse in front of them.

A great fire eventually broke out.

Most of the people who came with Kang Shazi cheered and jumped for joy. They were militiamen that Kang Shazi had later recruited from the foot of the mountain. Now that Feng Aoshan, who had harmed them, had been destroyed, they had no time to care about the exhaustion of the previous night's raid and all embraced each other and wept.

If there weren't so few celebratory gongs, drums, and firecrackers to celebrate here, these people would probably have started making a scene.

Another group stood silently before the scorching corpses, staring intently at the flickering flames and the air distorted slightly by the heat, saying nothing. Kang Shazi gazed at the leaping flames, their intense light washing away the bandits' reputation, their heroic spirit, and the stains of blood.

It also burned away his rusty past.

In a daze, Kang Shazi seemed to feel someone patting him on the shoulder.

He turned his head and looked, but there was no one beside him.

After closing his eyes and taking three or four deep breaths, Kang Shazi turned his head, raised his fist, and shouted:
"From this day forward, there will be no more wind on Mount Ao!"

The crowd around them cheered and jumped for joy again.

No more bandit strongholds disturb the countryside, and no more old shackles bind us.

……

Lin Jiang walked towards the direction of Feng'ao Mountain Dungeon.

The lump of flesh that Gong Xuan had previously immobilized with talismans was locked up there, and he planned to go and take a look.

He had not gone more than a few steps when he suddenly stopped, and saw Gong Xuan emerge from the shadows of the trees:
"Son!"

Taking a few quick steps, Gong Xuan moved closer to Lin Jiang and lowered his voice:

"Young Master Lin, what do you call yourself in this area?"

"Zhu," Lin Jiang lowered his voice, "call him Zhu Da."

Gong Xuan thought for a moment, then his expression turned strange:
"Zhu Mingyuan and Shen Da."

"I have absolutely no talent for naming things."

Lin Jiang shrugged helplessly.

Gong Xuan gave an awkward laugh, then said, "Young Master Lin... is he planning to go and see that lump of flesh and blood?"

“Exactly.” Lin Jiang’s expression turned serious for the first time. “That thing is probably not caused by ordinary force. I plan to study it.”

“Let’s go together.” As if recalling the scene of his battle with Bai Zifeng, Gong Xuan couldn’t help but show a hint of lingering fear on his face: “Although Bai Zifeng did not obtain the Star Pointing Dao, the monster he transformed into already had the appearance of Star Pointing, and was very evil and strange.”

After they finished speaking, the two went together and arrived at the dungeon where people were imprisoned. They immediately saw a girl standing there.

A mandarin jacket, cloth shoes, the character "酒" (jiu, meaning wine) in the center of the garment, and two braids tied upwards.

Jiang Jinyue was already at the cage door.

Hearing footsteps, she turned her head and nodded when she saw Lin Jiang and Gong Xuan, making room for them.

The three of them looked into the dungeon at the same time.

Inside the iron bars, the twisted mass of flesh wriggled at the sound, and the outermost head tilted to examine the three people:

"It's the three of you. Remember when the three of you were chasing after our eldest brother?"

Why did you arrest me again?

“It was us. They arrested all three of us, not just you.”

The three heads began to argue, clearly unaware of what was happening to them.

Lin Jiang paused for a moment:

"Have the three of you been to that dark region?"

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, the leader immediately perked up:
“You’re interested in that area? Then you can let me go, and I can take you there.”

None of the three answered the question.

Even Gong Xuan, who had been stuck at the Star Point Realm for a long time, was not tempted by this suggestion at all.

It's not like we haven't seen what happened to Bai Zifeng.

What exactly is inside that dark domain?

"The mystery of the star-pointing technique..."

"I'm asking, what exactly did you see?"

"What did I see..."

Faced with Lin Jiang's interrogation, the twisted flesh and blood clearly appeared bewildered.

The three faces looked at each other, a hint of bitterness in their expressions.

"Big brother, do you remember what you saw?"

"It looks like... a mountain?"

"What a huge mountain."

"A continuous stretch of mountains."

"Then there was a huge hole in the sky, and a piece of cloth fell down from it. It was so big that it could cover the entire mountain."

“We went inside the cloth, but the cloth was so thick that we couldn’t see anything once we were inside.”

"It's also very heavy; I couldn't push it open even after using a lot of effort."

"What else was there...?"

The leader suddenly seemed to remember something, raised his head, and slapped his forehead with the hand twisted behind his back:
“I remember now, there’s a blade of grass on the very top of the mountain in the middle.”

"The grass was black, pure black, so black that I couldn't see the leaves."

"We went up and touched that blade of grass, and then we got really hungry, and then..."

The two heads next to the eldest suddenly shut their mouths and began to wither at a visible speed.

In the blink of an eye, only a head remained, still isolated.

The leader at the very center, as if belatedly realizing something, muttered:
"I ate my two younger brothers..."

(End of this chapter)