The Longevity Martial Arts Path: Starting with the Five Elements of Health

These two gangs may not stop fighting until one of them is destroyed.

"The owner of the village will most likely choose to compromise." Su Changkong knew that this time the annual money received by the Black Rider Gang was doubled, which was quite excessive, but Mo Tie's character would most likely choose to compromise.

Just as Su Changkong expected.

"I'll pay! Just follow the request of Chen San's family!"

Mo Tie saw that the murderous Black Knight Gang was ready to go, he could not choose to compromise and start a war with the Black Knight Gang? It's like an egg hitting a stone!

Mo Tie ordered another 500 taels of silver notes to be handed over to Chen Zhuang, which made Chen Zhuang, who was originally indifferent, smile again, and turned into a very kind appearance again.

"Master Mo, I wish you a Happy New Year, we won't bother you anymore!"

After receiving the protection fee of 1,000 taels, Chen Zhuang did not bother, he laughed, waved dozens of knights away, and disappeared in the snow.

"Hey... the Black Riders are getting more and more excessive. This time they charge 1,000 taels, and next time they may charge 2,000 taels. The demands will become more and more excessive, and the wolves can't be fed!"

Many members of the Black Iron Villa were full of anger, and felt that the appetite of the Black Riders would grow.

"Father... I don't know how long I can last."

And Mo Tie knew this in his heart, and he sighed with a long sigh.

Mo Tie took over the Heitie Villa from his father who died of illness when he was young, and vowed to develop steadily before his body, so that the Heitie Villa would flourish!

Although Mo Tie is conscientious, the result is that Hei Tie Villa will face various troubles and threats almost every once in a while. Although he is angry and unwilling in his heart, he can only constantly choose to compromise in order to survive.

Mo Tie even thought about disbanding Hei Tie Villa and flying away with a sum of money, which was not a relief, but when he thought that the inheritance passed down by his ancestors was ruined by his own hands, he had no face to face his ancestors, so he could only stick to it through gritted teeth. .

Su Changkong shook his head secretly. He knew that Mo Tie could only choose to compromise constantly. The fundamental reason was that he was not strong enough. In the face of threats from others, there were only two paths to go: kneeling to live or standing to die.

Su Changkong didn't want to die standing up, and he didn't want to live on his knees, so he had to be strong enough to dominate his own destiny under all kinds of threats!

The black cavalry gang left, and everyone continued to work, as usual, unchanged.

"In two days, it will be the 15th of this month, the day the ghost market opens, I'm going to the ghost market to trade with Zhao Qing."

Su Changkong thought in his heart.

In the past half year, Su Changkong has made three transactions with Zhao Qing in total. Every two months, he will take the built crossbow to the ghost market in exchange for silver money, which can be used to buy resources for cultivation!

Now Su Changkong is ready to go to the ghost city again.

Two days passed in a blink of an eye, Su Changkong asked for a day off in advance, and early the next morning, Su Changkong went to the ghost market with a crate carrying a crossbow, a total of five.

At night, the cold wind is howling, and the weather is exceptionally cold today, making the ghost city tonight even more desolate than other mid-monthly months.

It was not the first time that Su Changkong came to the ghost market. He entered the ghost market with ease, the deserted mountain village.

This deserted mountain village is uninhabited on weekdays. Only in the middle of each month will people with various purposes gather, and they will basically deliberately disguise and hide their identities!

On the streets of the ghost market, there are faint candles, but the light is still dim. Most people set up stalls along the streets, selling some goods that are difficult to see and sell.

When someone came up to ask, they also deliberately lowered their voices to prevent others from paying attention.

Su Changkong, who was dressed in black and wore a scarlet ghost face, was also dressed normally in this ghost city and would not arouse anyone's surprise.

"Ghost face brother."

Su Changkong waited quietly under the eaves of an abandoned house in the ghost city. After half an hour, a familiar voice rang in Su Changkong's ears.

Su Changkong looked up, and saw a man in Tsing Yi with a pure white mask walking not far away, it was Zhao Qing!

"This time there are five crossbows in total, please check." Zhao Qing appeared, Su Changkong didn't talk nonsense, put down the basket and said to Zhao Qing.

"I can still trust the reputation of Brother Ghost Face. This is the five hundred taels of silver notes." Zhao Qing smiled heartily, took out the five hundred taels of silver notes from his arms, and handed them over to Su Changkong.

Although he said so, Zhao Qing still checked the five crossbows.

In the past half year, Su Changkong probably sold nearly 20 crossbows to Zhao Qing, which also allowed Su Changkong to earn 2,000 taels of silver to support his cultivation for the past half year.

Seeing that Zhao Qing's inspection was correct, Su Changkong was ready to leave.

"Wait a moment!"

But Zhao Qing stopped Su Changkong this time.

"Anything else?"

Su Changkong looked at Zhao Qing.

"Brother Ghost Face... You are definitely not in the pool. I want to invite you to join my sect. With your ability, you will definitely become famous and soar into the sky!"

Zhao Qing said in a very sincere tone, but what he said surprised Su Changkong for a moment, and wanted to invite him to join some sect.

"Dare to ask the name of your sect?" Su Changkong pondered slightly, he asked, but in fact he had no intention of joining Zhao Qing's sect.

Zhao Qing will visit the ghost market and buy a lot of crossbows. From this point of view, this sect will not be a good person, just asked a question out of politeness.

"Only if the ghost-faced brother joins, I can tell you the information of our sect, but I can guarantee that our sect is strong and will never bury you!"

Zhao Qing didn't tell him which sect he belonged to, but his tone was very sincere.

This made Su Changkong more and more vigilant, and he didn't even want to say the name of the sect? Also secretly buying banned weapons? It doesn't look normal!

Su Changkong immediately said euphemistically, "I'm used to being idle, and I don't like being restrained, so let's forget it."

Su Changkong's refusal was euphemistic, but Zhao Qing could hear Su Changkong's determination.

This made Zhao Qing sigh and said regretfully, "Then I won't force it."

Without staying any longer, after completing the transaction, Su Changkong walked out of the ghost city alone.

Looking at the back of Su Changkong leaving, Zhao Qing stood there, silent.

"This Zhao Qing is by no means a good person. If you trade with him in the future, you have to think carefully!"

As he walked, Su Changkong secretly said that Zhao Qing's words and deeds were by no means kind, which made Su Changkong consider ending the transaction with him, or not to have too deep contact with him, so as not to trouble his upper body!

"Um?"

In the barren mountains outside the ghost city, Su Changkong was walking alone, heading out of the barren mountains. He stepped on the dead leaves and made a soft sound of the dead leaves breaking, but suddenly Su Changkong's ears moved slightly, and he heard several consecutive sounds. A series of "Pongpong" sounds!

This sound Su Changkong was very familiar with, it was the sound of the crossbow machine moving!

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