Underworld entries, starting with ghost stories.

Wu Qing discovered that the rate of infection was rising very rapidly.

Sure enough, targeting these fanatics was the most effective way to increase the rate of infection.

Furthermore, thanks to Ailian's secret help, he radiates a Buddhist aura, making him mysterious and enigmatic.

Its mystique is also increasing.

Wu Qing didn't want to miss this opportunity to significantly increase his experience points.

Therefore, the new Maitreya teachings were widely promoted, stating that the land and all resources belong to everyone.

Tyrannical rulers, powerful clans, and corrupt gentry oppressed all the poor people like three mountains.

He urged everyone to unite and work together to overthrow the three mountains, and even had several impoverished people publicly recount their grievances.

In short, it involves combining the so-called Maitreya belief with the realities of this era, adding highly inflammatory rhetoric, and creating a new Maitreya doctrine.

Then, after these people return, while ensuring their own safety, they should spread these doctrines to put pressure on corrupt rulers, treacherous officials, local tyrants, and evil gentry.

The Dou family had been farmers for generations. It wasn't until Dou Xianniang's grandfather that they started practicing martial arts, and it wasn't until her father that they became the village head and owned a manor.

Needless to say, Liu Heita had been toiling in the fields for generations. It was only through sheer grit and brute force, relying on a weakened version of the spear technique passed down in the village by the Dou family, that he managed to achieve some success.

Listening to the young strategist's unprecedented theories, they were filled with enthusiasm and almost joined the believers in shouting along.

Although Su Dingfang's family was not a prominent clan, they were still considered local tyrants and bullies. As people listened, they became a little uneasy.

I always feel a chill on my neck.

"That woman is trying to escape!" Su Dingfang, with his sharp eyes, suddenly exclaimed.

Dou Xianniang and Liu Heita followed and saw the female saint put away the bead and quietly slip away.

Dou Xianniang couldn't understand the female saint's mindset.

She could take those women and children and sacrifice herself by burning herself on the wooden platform.

But when no one was paying attention to her and the whole situation was being manipulated and instigated by others, she showed an expression of anger, disgust, and exasperation.

Finally, she fled in a disheveled state, as if she were a complete stranger, as if the frenzied atmosphere had nothing to do with her.

"That bead of hers is something special, you guys go after her!" Dou Xianniang whispered, "I'll stay here and protect Qing-ge'er."

Liu Heita and Su Dingfang, along with their men, no longer concealed themselves and turned to flee.

They rode their horses to the edge of the woods and circled the fervent valley in pursuit of the woman.

They didn't want that woman to use the bead to trick others into joining her in self-immolation.

If you want to die, go die by yourself and don't take others with you.

They circled around to the other side of the valley, when suddenly they heard a sharp scream from ahead: "The Holy Pearl, my Holy Pearl... that is my Holy Pearl."

Then came another burst of laughter: "This bead is a treasure! It's such a waste to leave it to fools like you. Give it to me! Let's go, men!"

They rushed forward and saw the woman lying on the ground, her back covered in blood.

A group of bandits dressed in black rode off in another direction. One of them carried a Yaksha dagger and held the precious pearl in his left hand, seemingly admiring it.

Liu Heita and Su Dingfang gave chase.

Liu Heita shouted, "Leave that bead behind!"

Liu Heita, Su Dingfang, and the others never expected that a group of bandits were hiding here.

The bandits had no idea that these people were hiding in the shadows.

The man in the lead was tall and thin, with a narrow face and a high forehead, and a sinister expression.

He shoved the pearl into his robes and shouted, "Where did this petty thief come from, daring to double-cross me?"

He turned his horse around and, relying on his martial arts skills, charged towards Liu Heita.

Liu Heita, wielding a horse spear, engaged his opponent in a fierce exchange, resulting in a stalemate.

Although Liu Heita's spear technique was only a weakened version of the Dou family spear, he was born with brute strength and was ruthless and vicious. His martial prowess surpassed his actual martial arts skills, making him formidable in actual combat.

Unexpectedly, the man fought him to a standstill.

Seeing that he was unlikely to win in a short time and was even slowly losing ground, the man began to panic.

Then they saw another young man in white on the other side, whose marksmanship was even better than that of the black-clad youth in front of them, causing his men to retreat in defeat.

"The wind is strong! Let's get out of here!" The man and Liu Heita clashed head-on, and the man turned his horse around and fled out of the mountains.

His men were clearly used to this style of fighting when they could win and retreating when they couldn't, and they all followed suit and fled.

"These guys escaped pretty fast!" Liu Heita roared in anger, spurring his horse to give chase.

"Brother Liu, be careful! These are probably not ordinary bandits!" Su Dingfang warned as he followed.

They chased after the tall, thin man with the fork. The man looked back several times, but found he couldn't shake them off, and gradually panicked.

The group rushed out of the woods, and the tall, thin man shouted, "Boss! These two thieves are pretty good. We're counting on you!"

Liu Heita and Su Dingfang initially thought he was bluffing.

Sure enough, a person turned out from in front.

The man was burly and imposing, carrying two large black hammers that looked like big barrels, and riding a tall, magnificent horse.

"You guys go first, these petty thieves are enough for me alone!" the big man laughed loudly.

The hearty laughter startled the surrounding night birds into flight.

Liu Heita and Su Dingfang both reined in their horses, looking at the man with surprise and suspicion.

The tall, thin man's men shouted, "Our boss is here! We're relieved!" "These guys are doomed, haha!"

Led by the tall, thin man, they went off happily.

Before leaving, the tall, thin man took out a precious pearl, turned around defiantly, and tossed it to Liu Heita and Su Dingfang's group, full of ostentation.

Liu Heita and Su Dingfang were blocked by that burly man and dared not give chase.

The man was tall and imposing, with muscles all over his body and a strong physique, like a small mountain.

Su Dingfang's expression changed slightly as he looked at the two large hammers.

He thought to himself, "These two iron hammers must weigh four or five hundred pounds together, yet he lifted them up so easily."

"In terms of strength, he's probably almost as strong as the legendary Li Yuanba."

He was a cautious man, and seeing that the tall, thin man with the fork knew that both of them were skilled in martial arts, yet still dared to let this big man intercept them alone, he knew that this big man was no ordinary person.

Liu Heita also stared at the big man's iron hammer, gripping his lance, filled with surprise and uncertainty.

An inch longer means an inch stronger; an inch shorter means an inch more dangerous.

Anyone who dares to use a hammer on the battlefield is a god, let alone such heavy double hammers.

Who exactly is this person? With such martial prowess, he must be a renowned master in the martial arts world.

The burly man raised a large hammer, casually resting it on his shoulder, and surveyed them with a disdainful expression:

"Judging from your appearance, you two seem to have learned a little bit of martial arts. Come on, come at me together, let me see how capable you two juniors are, daring to chase after my men?"

Moved, Su Dingfang raised his gun with both hands, cupped his hands, and asked, "May I ask your esteemed name, sir, and from which mountain do you hail?"

The burly man sneered, "You think you're worthy to ask about my background? You little punks, if you're scared, back off obediently. I wouldn't bother killing nameless nobody like you."