I'm going to restart my life

Chapter 295 [Bullying the Soft and Fearing the Hard]

"30 years... Hexi?"

The rotten steamed bun that Zuo Jihong took out from the garbage bag suddenly fell to the ground.

The man in front of him said that he was going to trick the people here.

The truth is already very clear, the notice over there was posted by this person.

The purpose of the other party is also very obvious, after all, the lies of Changqing Yueguanghai and Moonlight Fish, even the local tentacle people like them are very clear.

The locals made up stories to trick others into coming here, and this man made up a dream of cultivating immortals to deceive them.

To be honest, Zuo Jihong felt that this was like a plot in a storybook.

Very cliche.

But Zuo Jihong believed it, and so did the other tentacles in the shadows, they just dared to stare blankly at this man who claimed to be a witch saying some outrageous words.

"You... who are you?" Zuo Jihong asked nervously.

Wu slowly put the black cloth on his face, and walked around in the shadows, watching every tentacle man hiding in the dirty corner.

And their eyes also did not leave Wu, as if this man should be the focus.

"Remove 'what', I am a human being, I have always been." Wu pointed to Zuo Jihong and said.

Zuo Jihong swallowed, expecting and fearing an answer. "So, what on earth are you going to do?"

"Help you become human."

Zuo Jihong was taken aback, this answer was somewhat unexpected, he couldn't help but look down at his clothes, "Aren't we considered human before?"

Wu sighed, stepped forward and patted Zuo Jihong on the shoulder. "Never been."

He easily passed Zuo Jihong, walked in front of the other tentacles, picked a high place to stand on, and started his first recruiting.

After a short pause, Wu raised his voice: "Now, is there anyone who wants to be a human being with me?"

It has been a long time since he first enjoyed the snow.

At that time, Wu had spent ten years fighting in the water in Hexi. Now that the heavy snow has melted, it has been another 20 years, and it has been more than 30 years in Hexi now.

It's time for him to call the shots.

With 20 years of accumulation of strength, Wu Gan is not discouraged from calling himself an immortal.

But his strength cannot represent all the aberrants, and the status of the tentacle man has been fluttering and flying downward like snowflakes.

The number is increasing, but the status is getting lower and lower.

The long-term oppression made Wu believe that there is an unquenchable flame in the hearts of the tentacled people now, and it is anger that ignites at a single point.

As long as there is an early bird to lead, there will be people who are willing to follow!

Wu took out pieces of black cloth from behind.

"Then try wearing this first, how about it? You will like it." There is a wonderful charm in Wu's voice.

Just listening to the voice, everyone couldn't help swallowing, and looked at the mask eagerly.

He didn't use his cultivation to superimpose any fantastic effects, but simply made a sound.

There is not even a need for a special speech.

Because the sound is not bewitching, what bewitches the crowd is the dirty surroundings, people’s discrimination, tattered clothes, hard-to-eat food, and lost dignity.

In this dark corner, people subconsciously looked at each other, and then looked at Zuo Jihong, because Zuo Jihong was their boss.

No matter how tempted they are, they should try their best to restrain themselves.

Only by holding together, these tentacle talents can avoid the fate of being hanged.

Zuo Jihong was a little hesitant, but then he thought of the kick that the yamen servant kicked his ass when he posted the notice just now, so he nodded resolutely, and stretched out his hand to cover his face with the black cloth.

With the first comes the second.

In a short while, a bunch of black cloth masked "bandit gangs" appeared in this dark corner.

"Haha, very good, he looks like a bad guy." Wu smiled gratifyingly.

Zuo Jihong was a little overwhelmed and hurriedly asked, "What shall we do next?"

"Come out with me, and let you see how weak those who are usually superior are!"

Wu led the crowd and swaggered out from the street.

A group of people wearing black cloth suddenly attracted the attention of most people on the street.

Some smart people have gone for a walk.

"Now, everyone on the street squats down for us! We are from the Northwest Wasteland! I hope everyone is smart and can cooperate with us!"

Wu walked up to the yamen servant who was carrying the bucket just now.

Kicked out with one kick!

The paste in the bucket was immediately spilled on the street.

Wu Shun lifted the saber from the yamen servant's waist, and put it directly on the yamen servant's neck.

"what!"

The people on the street were discussing the future of cultivating immortals, but they were shocked all of a sudden.There were screams in the street.

Zuo Jihong took a deep breath. He already had the cultivation of Qi Condensation, so he didn't need to be afraid of these mortals at all.

As if breaking the shackles of the concept, Zuo Jihong stopped everyone who wanted to escape with a blow of spiritual energy.

"The boss said, you better be more sensible!" Zuo Jihong stopped in front of everyone.

"It's spiritual energy! They cultivate immortals!"

The scholar who read the notice in the crowd immediately exclaimed.

These words instantly crushed people's sense of resistance, and everyone obediently knelt down with their heads in their hands.

"Damn it, they must be those wandering bandits from the Northwest Wilderness!"

"Are you deaf? That guy just reported himself!"

"Where's the yamen servant? Where is the yamen servant? Is justice coming late again?"

"Don't be stupid! The yamen servant is standing under the knife!"

People squatted and whispered, complaining and blaming each other.

In the crowd, there were not only ordinary people, but the yamen servants who put up the notice just now had already knelt down with their heads in their arms.

"Boss, what should I do if the third child is held up with a knife?"

"Yes, yes, we can't just squat here all the time, and after the bandits enter the market this time, the master of the house will definitely blame us for our ineffectiveness."

"You two—" the boss gritted his teeth, hurriedly got up and gave each of these two guys a hard blow on the head! "Are you two fools?"

The second child is under someone else's knife, can it be saved?

What's more, I didn't see that there are many family members, and they are still cultivating immortals. Is that something we can beat?
Just as the boss was about to say these words, he met Zuo Jihong's gaze, and hurriedly nodded and knelt down.

"Let's bear with this matter before we talk about it!" The boss' tone changed again when the words came to his lips.

"Then if the master asks us to arrest people in the future, what shall we do? We have been enduring it all the time, maybe they will all run away by then?"

All I want is for these bandits to run away!

The boss complained in his heart.

Once they run away, wouldn't it be easy to grab a few "meat pigs" with tentacles at that time?

I can't beat the bandits, but I can't beat the tentacles?
The boss groaned in his heart.

(End of this chapter)