Evil Immortal!

Gu Zhengyang said nothing more and drifted away with Du Caidie and the other woman.

Meng Yuan watched the three of them walk away until their figures disappeared into the distance before he withdrew his gaze.

He looked around and saw that the Yinliu River had changed course, the forest had collapsed, the rocks were broken, and the area was full of potholes and debris, as if it had been bombed more than ten times. This was enough to prove how intense the battle between Gu Zhengyang and the others had been!

"Without the Daoist manual for job advancement, my cultivation has reached its limit. Only the Yin Wind Demon-Slaying Blade can improve my strength to some extent."

Meng Yuan turned and headed towards the patrol team's camp, pondering his next plan as he walked:

"Well, after arranging the trivial matters in the next few days, I must go to Linjiang City as soon as possible to get my hands on the 'Ziyang True Explanation'. With this Taoist book, I can try to resolve the pollution problem on my body..."

"Oh right, I almost forgot... I'm now a Primordial Martial Master, with a certain level of self-defense ability. I could venture into the Red Mud Swamp and seize the hidden opportunity within. Besides a weapon-refining technique inheritance, there seem to be other treasures inside... However, the player who obtained the opportunity back then didn't reveal anything..."

I just witnessed a fierce battle involving a sixth-tier demonic avatar, a fourth-tier Golden Core cultivator from Golden Rooster Temple, and Gu Zhengyang, the future protagonist of the righteous path...

As for Meng Yuan himself, he could only stay at a distance, observing and watching from the sidelines, remaining a marginal figure...

Although the appearance of Gu Zhengyang and the others brought him considerable gains, he successfully advanced to the second tier, meeting the minimum requirements for job change, and he also gained some experience points.

Meng Yuan felt a little regretful, though, because if he were stronger, he might have been able to participate and gain more benefits.

Watching fat slip away is a terrible feeling.

In addition, Meng Yuan did not forget that he had also offended Blood Eye Ancestor and Wu Xingkong. These two cunning old men were more treacherous and ruthless than the other, and he would have to be more careful in the future.

......

When Meng Yuan returned to his post, he saw Huang Qing sitting on a large wooden chair, leisurely drinking tea.

Seeing Meng Yuan return, he waved and pointed to the pastries on the table: "Young Meng, come and try these pastries, the Yuanyang Pastries from Daoxianglou, they're fragrant and sweet."

Meng Yuan didn't stand on ceremony; he took a piece and tasted it, and it did indeed taste good.

However, seeing Huang Qing calmly sipping his tea, Meng Yuan was somewhat surprised. "Boss, didn't you hear the commotion outside?"

The commotion that Gu Zhengyang, Wu Xingkong, and Jin Yu Zhenren made just now was quite loud; it could be heard even dozens of miles away.

Huang Qing took a sip of tea, glanced at him, and said, "Of course I heard it."

Meng Yuan pointed to the tea on the table: "So you still have the leisure to drink tea and eat snacks?"

Huang Qing chuckled, a hint of smugness in his eyes: "Young Meng, this world is turbulent. My predecessors as captains were all stronger than me, but they were either killed by evil spirits or disappeared without a trace. In short, none of them met a good end. The longest they stayed in this position was only two or three years. I, on the other hand, have been able to stay in the position of captain for more than ten years. Do you know why?"

Meng Yuan glanced at the other person without saying anything, but he already vaguely understood what the other person meant.

"I, Huang Qingneng, have been able to live peacefully until now thanks to two things."

Huang Qing rubbed his belly, chuckled, and held up a thick, carrot-like finger: "First, only fill your bowl with the amount of rice it can hold. I'll manage what's in my business, and I'll pretend I don't see what's not. Just do your job well. Otherwise, if you see too much and meddle too much, you'll easily invite disaster. Second..."

He stood up, walked to Meng Yuan's side, patted Meng Yuan on the shoulder, and said meaningfully:

"If you accidentally see or learn something, pretend you don't. Know that knowing more isn't always a good thing. Evil spirits are certainly terrifying, but the human heart is often far more terrifying than evil spirits!"

Meng Yuan cupped his hands in thanks: "Thank you for your guidance, boss."

"The older one gets in the world, the more timid one becomes. In the end, I'm getting old, and I inevitably become hesitant and timid when doing things, always shrinking back from certain situations."

Huang Qing shook his head: "But you are different from me. You are young and ambitious, and you have a good talent for cultivation. You have your own path to walk, so you don't need to take my words too seriously. But if you really succeed in the future, remember to come back and visit me."

"must."

Meng Yuan nodded.

As he left the camp, he was still impressed by Huang Qing's skill. Although he hadn't said anything, Huang Qing had already guessed some things from various clues.

I clearly knew from his words that he was about to leave the river patrol team, so I gave him a little pointers, hoping to create a good connection for the future.

What is a seasoned veteran? This is a seasoned veteran!

......

As evening fell, smoke rose from chimneys throughout Black Sand City.

Smelling the aroma of rice in the air, Meng Yuan had already returned to the city and was hurrying home.

Some families who cooked early were already holding their rough porcelain bowls, eating by their door, gazing at the street as they ate, occasionally chatting with those around them, adding a touch of everyday life to Black Sand City.

"Young Meng, wait a minute..."

Just as he arrived at his doorstep, he heard a sound behind him, and Meng Yuan suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Turning my head, I saw an old man standing in front of my neighbor's house across the alley.

The old man was thin and frail, like a bamboo pole, but his belly was bulging high, like a woman who was ten months pregnant, and he was holding a huge porcelain bowl in his hand.

Perhaps because he hadn't bathed for a long time, he also had an unpleasant odor emanating from his body.

"Uncle Chen, is there something you need?"

Meng Yuan was puzzled.

Old Chen was his neighbor for many years. He had a son and a daughter and was somewhat acquainted with his father. However, when Meng Yuan's father passed away, Old Chen did not show up, and the two families stopped having contact.

It is worth mentioning that Old Man Chen is also a polluter. The pollutant he exhibits is that he has a large appetite but is always hungry, and his stomach is also strangely bloated.

He often complained to others that his children were unfilial and didn't feed him enough, which made him seem rather pitiful to those who didn't know the truth.

But Meng Yuan knew that this old man Chen was narrow-minded and cold-hearted. The reason he complained that his children didn't feed him enough was because the old man had a huge appetite and no restraint. If he was allowed to eat to his heart's content, he would eat up all the food for the family of six.

"Young Meng, your father borrowed three taels of silver from me before he died and never paid it back."

Old Chen shoveled rice into his mouth, wolfing it down, and said, "I heard you've made it big now, kid. You're even the deputy captain of the river patrol team, making several taels of silver a month. In that case, you'd better hurry up and give me back the money."

Upon hearing this, Meng Yuan immediately laughed: "Old Chen, I only call you Uncle Chen because of my father, and you're already acting like you're taking advantage of your age?"