bookrandom Chapter 118 The Disruptor Who Feigned Death to Escape, The Fox Using the Tiger's Power to Kill
Chapter 118 The Disruptor Who Feigned Death to Escape, The Fox Using the Tiger's Power to Kill
"What do you mean?" Xiao Hongyun was confused and couldn't quite grasp the meaning behind Zhou Qingfeng's words.
Zhou Qingfeng chuckled, offering no explanation to Xiao Hongyun. Instead, he tossed the notebook to Xiao Hongyun, uttered a single sentence, and turned to leave: "Old Xiao, our little game is starting to get interesting."
Xiao Hongyun held the notebook, watching Zhou Qingfeng's departing figure. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he did not ask any further questions. With Zhou Qingfeng's wisdom and talent, he would never speak without a purpose.
If you can't understand the deeper meaning of someone's words, that's your own problem.
Xiao Hongyun racked his brains, frowning and deep in thought.
With his hands behind his back and a smile on his face, Zhou Qingfeng left the manure collector's house alone.
He naturally wouldn't believe the contents of the notes, nor would he bother to verify whether they were true or false.
Because those were all one-sided accounts recorded in the notes.
Perhaps the entire notebook is true, or perhaps it is entirely false.
Perhaps it's half true and half false, perhaps nine parts false and one part true, or perhaps nine parts true and one part false.
If you really get caught up in the mindset of distinguishing truth from falsehood, then you will be completely led by the nose and become very passive.
Moreover, the appearance of this notebook is too coincidental, as if it was waiting to be discovered, which is too suspicious.
Without this notebook, Zhou Qingfeng would have thought that the plague demon was simply harming people. But with the existence of this notebook, it is almost certain that Gao Shuai faked his death and deliberately left the notebook to mislead others.
Because the plague is rampant in Gancaobao now, everyone knows it is the work of the plague demon.
The garrison commander's mansion organized personnel to patrol day and night, searching for traces of the plague demon and preventing the situation from worsening.
They found the manure collector one after the other.
Even if the garrison general's mansion is incompetent, there will always be clever people who will eventually find their way to the manure collector.
If the garrison were to search the area now, what would they think if they found this notebook, just like I and Xiao Hongyun?
They would inevitably conclude that Gao Shuai had died at the hands of the plague demon, and that the plague demon's attempt to conceal its existence had failed.
So Gao Shuai naturally left everyone's sight and withdrew from the situation.
After all, who would care about a dead person? Probably no one would even bother to look for his body.
At that time, everyone will forget about him and focus all their attention on hunting down the 'Plague Demon,' while Gao Shuai himself will be in an absolutely safe situation and continue to secretly manipulate the 'Plague Demon' to spread the plague.
However, he, the troublemaker, suddenly got there first and discovered the notebook.
Zhou Qingfeng stood on the street, looking around, snapping his fingers as he walked: "Gao Shuai, tsk, interesting. Let me think, if I were you, what would I do?"
“When the authorities searched my house, I knew I was in great danger, but I had left behind a notebook that would help me fake my death, escape, and disappear from the authorities’ sight.”
The street was silent, save for Zhou Qingfeng's snapping fingers, footsteps, and nonchalant words. An invisible sense of oppression swept through the entire street, making someone feel incredibly heavy-hearted, even unable to breathe.
"But how can I be sure that I will know in time when the authorities search my house, and how can I know if the authorities have found the notes? So I need to hide, but I can't hide too far away, I must hide near my home."
"Only in this way can I monitor the activity at my doorstep at all times."
"Aren't you right, Gao Shuai?"
Zhou Qingfeng snapped his fingers and walked back and forth confidently. He eventually returned to Gao Shuai's door, turned around abruptly to look at the small courtyard behind him, walked slowly forward, and gently knocked on the door.
"Dong dong dong..."
After a moment of silence.
With a creak, the door slowly opened.
A short, elderly woman with a veil covering her face stared at Zhou Qingfeng with dark eyes: "Who exactly are you? You don't look like an official. Why are you interfering with my plans? Who sent you?"
Zhou Qingfeng glanced at the old woman. Gao Shuai was indeed short, and now, dressed as a woman, with a veil covering his face due to the plague, his disguise was truly flawless.
Zhou Qingfeng smiled faintly: "Who I am is not important. I didn't mean to cause trouble. I was just passing by and heard that there were plague demons here. So I played a little game with an old friend to see who could catch the plague demon first."
Gao Shuai's eyes widened slightly, incredulous, his face almost turning green with anger.
He had considered countless possibilities, but he never imagined that his carefully planned scheme would be ruined by a stranger wanting to play a game with his friends. Was this some kind of joke?
Gao Shuai suppressed his anger. For some reason, he felt a sense of oppression coming from the man standing outside the door. The oppression made Gao Shuai dare not make any rash moves: "Kid, what do you want?"
Zhou Qingfeng gently stroked his brow and chuckled: "I'm a little curious, what prompted you to spread the plague in Gancaobao? Was it really because you felt discriminated against and wanted to take revenge on the world, as written in your notes, or was there some other reason?"
Gao Shuai coldly replied, "Why should I tell you?"
Zhou Qingfeng smiled faintly: "Satisfy my curiosity, and I can pretend nothing happened and leave immediately."
Curiosity is bullshit.
I just wanted to find out if Gao Shuai had any powerful backers, who those backers were, and whether I could afford to offend them.
If he could afford to offend him, he would immediately transform into a righteous hero acting on behalf of Heaven, slay this cunning villain who spread the plague, and then seize the plague demon to use as his cultivation resources.
If you can't afford to offend them, then make friends. More friends mean more options.
Gao Shuai narrowed his eyes, his thoughts racing. He really couldn't figure out the man's background and strength. After hesitating for a moment, he still brought up his backing: "My master is the Ghost Eye Buddha of the Renxin Sect."
"Five years ago, he passed through Gancaobao and said that I was ugly and mediocre, but because I was abandoned by heaven and hated by people, I had great hatred in my heart and was a born evil demon. So he took me as his disciple and taught me wonderful methods."
“Some time ago, my master told me to spread plague here to nourish the plague demons, and I will come to collect it next spring.”
Gao Shuai's words were a masterful mix of truth and deception, a case of a fox borrowing the tiger's power.
Actually, he wasn't a disciple of the Ghost Eye Buddha at all; at most, he was a raw material for the Ghost Eye Buddha's alchemy.
The Ghost-Eyed Buddha saw that Gao Shuai had a physical disability, so he taught him a wonderful method to cultivate. When Gao Shuai became strong enough, the Buddha would refine him into a pill and consume it to nourish himself.
Gao Shuai knew his fate as a material for the Human Elixir, but he had no choice but to cultivate frantically to increase his strength, hoping that one day when his cultivation was sufficient, he could escape from the clutches of the Ghost Eye Buddha.
Gao Shuai only hoped that the other party would be intimidated by the name of the Ghost Eye Buddha of the Renxin Sect.
The infamous, eternally indestructible Renxin Sect is recognized as the number one heretical sect in the Five Turbid World.
Although they were few in number, no one dared to underestimate their power.
Apart from the most powerful forces in the world, no one dares to provoke the Renxin Sect.
It just so happens that Zhou Qingfeng is the young master of the Sword Tower, a top-tier power in the world. Killing a disciple of Ghost Eye Buddha is nothing to him. Given the chance, he would even dare to kill Ghost Eye Buddha as well. In Zhou Qingfeng's eyes, this backer is not strong enough.
So, Zhou Qingfeng silently summoned the Crimson Divination Pole in his mind and cast a divination for himself.
[Auspicious sign: If the Instant Death Demon Eye is activated at this moment, killing Gao Shuai, it's auspicious.]
Zhou Qingfeng's smile vanished, replaced by a cold expression. He was the first to reveal his false name: "So you are the fiend Ren Xin. Today, Lu Nanping of Shunfeng Escort Agency will act on behalf of Heaven, uphold justice, and kill you, this fiend who has brought chaos to the world."
Why register? Of course, it's to prevent Ghost Eye Buddha from having any tricks up his sleeve on Gao Shuai. Even if Ghost Eye Buddha finds out later, he'll go after Lu Nanping of Shunfeng Escort Agency to settle accounts. What does that have to do with me, Zhou Qingfeng of Sword Tower?
"Boy, you dare to kill someone from the Renxin Sect?" Gao Shuai was shocked. He leaped backward to the rooftop, his magical power manifesting and his body glowing red. He raised his hand and made a hand seal to summon the plague demon he was raising: "Plague demon, kill him for me!"
The plague demon broke free from Gao Shuai's body. The scarlet ghost was covered in blood, like a vengeful ghost crawling out of hell. The scarlet ghost aura filled with calamity and pollution surged wildly, and the surrounding flowers and plants withered instantly.
"Die!" Zhou Qingfeng activated his Demon Eye, glaring at the death line from afar. His magic power was instantly depleted, and his eyes shone with a bright crimson light. His 4,800 coins of magic power transformed into an invisible force, instantly severing the fleeting red death line that represented death on Gao Shuai's chest.
Before Gao Shuai could figure out what was happening, his eyes went blank, his pupils dilated, his life force dissipated, his lifespan was wiped out, and he died on the spot, swaying and rolling off the roof to the ground.
A single glare from a cultivator of the same level could kill them!
"???" The plague demon was completely bewildered, having no idea what was going on. Its face was full of question marks. How could its master have been killed so soon after it came out and hadn't even unleashed its fury?
Seeing this, Zhou Qingfeng took out the money he had saved and started smoking it.
When he had nothing to do, he would store his magical power in magic coins. When his magical power was exhausted, he could directly absorb it to recover. It was much worse than recovery pills, but it was convenient, practical and economical.
Normally, they store magical power in the money, and when they need to replenish their magical power, they grab a handful and consume it.
One reason why magic money can circulate in cities all over the world is that it can store magical power.
This is something that gold, silver, and copper currencies cannot achieve, which is why precious metals like gold, silver, and copper do not have widespread monetary value in the Five Turbid World, because the cultivators who consume the turbidity do not recognize them.
“Plague Demon, I know you can understand human speech. Don’t try to play the fool. I’ll give you a chance. Get inside yourself, or I’ll eat you.” Zhou Qingfeng threw the bracelet of 11 Death Pearls strung together on his wrist onto the ground.
Before leaving the city, he made a special trip to the crematorium to retrieve the 10 Death Pearls that Ren Wuji had stored there, so that he would have enough death energy to control when needed.
The plague demon stood on the roof, glanced at Zhou Qingfeng, then at Gao Shuai's corpse on the ground, hesitated for a moment, and finally transformed into a red light and entered the Pearl of Death.
The plague demon is ferocious, insane, and inhuman, but it knows how to choose between life and death. Its master was killed instantly, so what else could it do but choose to serve a stronger master?
Zhou Qingfeng picked up the Shihuan Pearl Bracelet, thought for a moment, and then put it into his storage bag.
Now that he has no means to control the ghosts, he relies entirely on his strength to force the plague ghosts to submit.
If the plague demon suddenly goes mad and flies out of the Pearl of Death to ambush me, that would be quite bad.
If you put it in a storage bag, you can immediately be alerted even if the plague demon tries to escape.
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Qingfeng walked to Gao Shuai's body and reached out to touch it.
Gao Shuai had nothing on him except a disaster-level storage bag.
Zhou Qingfeng casually checked the storage bag and found that it contained some items. He put them away for the time being and would take a closer look when he had time. After doing all this, Zhou Qingfeng turned his head to look at the door.
Xiao Hongyun was dumbfounded: "Holy crap, Lao Zhou, I didn't expect you to like molesting old women. You have such a heavy taste!"
"..." Zhou Qingfeng said expressionlessly, "I can explain, listen to me..."
Back at the Gancao Inn, Xiao Hongyun was very frustrated and went straight to his room. He didn't expect that with just a slight delay, Zhou Qingfeng had already captured the Plague Demon and killed a Food Disaster Realm cultivator in the process.
They lost this little game without a doubt.
When Jin Wei saw Zhou Qingfeng return, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down: "Young Master, did you have fun?"
Zhou Qingfeng smiled slightly: "Interesting. The plague demon was caught and even fought with someone. It was quite fun."
Jin Wei smiled and said, "As long as the young master is happy, I will take my leave now and not disturb your rest any longer."
Zhou Qingfeng reached out and said, "Wait a minute. There's a plague demon trapped inside this Death Bead bracelet of mine. I haven't mastered any techniques for controlling ghosts yet. Is there any way for me to control this plague demon?"
Upon hearing this, Jin Wei clasped his hands and bowed, saying, "That's easy. There is one of the Zhou family's secret guards who is proficient in the art of controlling ghosts and is also a cultivator at the Devouring Fiend Realm. I will summon him to see the young master right away."
After saying this, Jin Wei quickly went out, and returned shortly afterward with one person.
"I, Zhiqi, greet the young master."
"what?"
"My surname is Zhi, and my given name is Qi."
"Oh."
Zhou Qingfeng looked at the man. He recognized him and the man's face was familiar, but to be honest, with so many men under his command, how could he possibly know their names? He could simply control Jin Wei, and then Jin Wei could control these men.
Holding the weapon, he bowed and clasped his hands, saying, "Young Master, controlling the plague demon is not difficult. Please hand the plague demon over to me."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng casually tossed the Shihuan Pearl Bracelet over.
Zhiqi took the bracelet, and with one hand forming a hand seal, forcibly captured the plague demon from the Death Pearl, refining it in an instant.
“Young Master, I have refined the Spirit Binding and Commanding Technique, which is ranked eighty-sixth in the Fiend category.”
“Controlling and capturing evil spirits is my job.”
"This ghost has been branded by me and will only be loyal to you from now on. He must obey your orders unconditionally, or his soul will suffer as if it were being torn apart by millions of ants."
“Such forced control of ghosts has significant side effects, because vengeful ghosts are usually capricious, treacherous, cunning, and bloodthirsty. They may turn against their masters, so please be careful, young master.”
Zhou Qingfeng didn't pay much attention and ordered the scarlet ghost, "Crouch down."
The scarlet ghost stared at Zhou Qingfeng, then squatted down.
Zhou Qingfeng said casually, "Learn to bark like a dog."
"..." The scarlet ghost opened its mouth, but no sound came out.
"Oh, it's mute. Mute is good, mute is peaceful, a qualified tool ghost." Zhou Qingfeng was very satisfied with the plague ghost. He had no interest in ghost-controlling techniques, nor did he have the energy to study them. It was best to use it as soon as possible.
Besides, he didn't intend to control the plague demon for a long time. He didn't lack henchmen, and a mere plague demon wasn't qualified to be his personal henchman. More importantly, plague demons were very useful for increasing the mana of cultivators in the Catastrophe Realm.
Then find an opportunity to see how to deal with the plague demon in order to get the greatest benefit for yourself.
"You're the one wielding the weapon, right? I'll remember you, Jin Wei. Here's the reward." Zhou Qingfeng took the Death Pearl bracelet and put it on his wrist. He then casually put the plague ghost into the Death Pearl to nurture it. The Death Pearl's abundant death energy was most beneficial to ghosts.
Upon hearing this, Jin Wei took out a banknote with a face value of ten thousand coins and stuffed it into Zhiqi's hand: "This is a reward from the young master. You did a good job. Keep up the good work in the future."
Zhiqi's face lit up with joy. He was happy to have earned a sum of money, but more importantly, he had the opportunity to show his face to the young master alone. This was an opportunity that the thirty-six secret guards in the manor had been waiting for for a year.
Zhiqi clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, saying, "Young Master, this is what I should do. If you need anything in the future, please feel free to give me your orders. I will certainly not disappoint you."
Zhou Qingfeng nodded lightly and waved his hand: "Go down. I'll call you if I need you in the future."
"I take my weapons and leave!"
Jin Wei said, "Young Master, I will also take my leave."
Zhou Qingfeng hummed in agreement.
Jin Wei bowed and left the room, closing the door behind him.
Zhou Qingfeng lay back down on the bed and casually took out the seized storage bag to examine it: "I wonder if there's anything valuable inside."