Chapter 440: Chapter 177: The Master Zhang Feng_2
"Why not join me over here?" one guest at the table shouted, "Shopkeeper, come, bring it here to me!"
"Exactly!" another guest echoed, swaying slightly, "Waiter, bring it over!"
"It’s the Daoist’s dish." The shopkeeper hurriedly shook his head, lowering his voice as he spoke, "Did you not see earlier? It’s a corpse-driving Daoist.
All these dishes are his."
"Daoist?"
"Corpse-driving?"
The two, hearing these words, sobered up a bit.
Perhaps it was the autumn wind blowing outside, even the warming effect of the alcohol couldn’t stop the chill from creeping up their spines.
After that, they remained silent.
’Has he left?’
Zhang Feng, after pondering for a few moments, decided to pursue.
Judging by the lack of Spiritual Qi on that Daoist, there shouldn’t be a problem.
Otherwise, once this chance slips by, who knows when they might encounter these people again.
"Shopkeeper, I’m stepping out for some air."
Zhang Feng acted decisively, placing his meal on the counter, and without waiting for the shopkeeper’s response, walked out the door.
This was when the benefit of the Yin-Yang Eye came into play.
He could directly see the faint remnants of Evil Qi lingering in the air.
There was no need to overuse his Spiritual Thought, occupying his ’Spiritual Thought cultivation’ and ’mental (computational power)’.
"Zhang Feng!" the shopkeeper called out as Zhang Feng was about to leave, "Where are you going for air at this time of night? We need to go into town early tomorrow."
He said this, not believing Zhang Feng was chasing the Daoist, because he thought his assistant didn’t have that kind of courage.
"Understood." Zhang Feng followed the trail and ran off into the distance.
...
Fifteen miles away.
In a forested area.
"Senior brother..."
The Daoist, panting heavily, stopped and set the corpse down, "Senior brother, I can’t run anymore..."
"I told you... to study diligently... and practice hard..."
The senior brother, who instead of his usual energetic self, was now walking awkwardly, "Now... I’ve been crippled, no one... can protect you..."
"I’ve been practicing." The Daoist sighed, "But my talent is far inferior to senior brother’s.
If I had senior brother’s talent, we brothers wouldn’t need to disguise as corpse-driving Daoists, traveling by night, but could walk the martial world openly by day."
The Daoist’s words were full of helplessness, "If only I had the skill to connect bones and muscles, senior brother wouldn’t need to cultivate the ’Corpse Liberation’ path."
"Hmph..." The senior brother snorted angrily upon hearing this, "The art of miraculous healing... can’t save a half-dead man like me...
And though my talent... is as high as you say... now, it’s all for nothing..."
"It’s tough to guard against hidden arrows." The Daoist supported the senior brother as they walked, "Senior brother is upright and honest, only that warlord Tao from Qi Province is treacherous.
Last year he invited senior brother out of retirement, asking him to find the relics of Yangshan Zhenren for him.
Once there was news, he shot an arrow in the back!"
"Things have come to this..." The senior brother sighed, "Even if I knew I was negotiating with a tiger, I had no choice but to go...
On the day he was interrogating me about Yangshan’s secrets...
No amount of magic... could face a hundred fireguns... I had no choice but to jump off a cliff, seeking a slim chance of survival.
Fortunately, you hid at the start... and secretly followed me...
Otherwise, if I fell off the cliff that day... even if by chance I didn’t die, I would have lived to see myself... become food for beasts..."
As they conversed, their words were filled with sighs.
But they didn’t stop walking, continuing to move away from the direction of the inn.
Because of General Tao’s matter, they were now extremely cautious.
The senior brother was also covered with a white cloth, partly to disguise as a corpse, partly to avoid being recognized.
They knew General Tao would certainly send people down the cliff to search for bodies.
When no body is found.
Then they would definitely search the hills for the senior brother.
This was inevitable; there was no other possibility.
For although the senior brother feared the General’s overt firepower, he had no choice but to negotiate with a tiger.
But seeing as the senior brother didn’t die, the General naturally feared his magical revenge.
Letting a warlock with a life-and-death grudge escape was terrifying.
They even began to suspect if the assistant earlier was one of General Tao’s cronies.
General Tao also had some strange and unusual people under his command.
At the same time.
The brothers, while casually chatting, had walked over a mile more.
But as they just passed through the dense forest before them and arrived at a moonlit clearing ahead.
Standing in the clearing was a person dressed as an assistant, none other than Zhang Feng, whom they had seen earlier.
’How did he track us?’ The junior brother was stunned.
"He might be skilled in tracking Qi..." The senior brother was filled with vigilance, "You’ve just entered Qi Cultivation... haven’t gathered Foundation Spiritual Qi yet... your Qi breath has no roots once it leaves your body and will disperse quickly.
He probably cut my Qi stream..."
The senior brother was a Foundation Establishment cultivator but now half-crippled.
Zhang Feng, while replenishing the Inner Qi used during the pursuit, looked at the wary pair and ’corpse’.
Now this ’corpse’ wasn’t holding its breath.
Zhang Feng realized he was also a living person, though appearing deathly.
"I’ve prepared meals for both of you, why suddenly leave without saying goodbye?"
Zhang Feng asked with a smile, much like chatting with friends.
The senior brother paused, then said to the junior brother, "He’s probably trying to recover Qi through chatting... his breath is uneven now, you should run!"
The senior brother was now crippled, relying entirely on Evil Qi to drag himself along.
Under such inconvenience.
He knew he would be a burden to the junior brother, so he urged him to run.
Moreover, Zhang Feng’s smile, appearing warm and friendly,
was twisted in their eyes, influenced by past experiences, now assuming Zhang Feng was an enemy.
Thus Zhang Feng’s smile appeared more as a ’Hahaha, I’ve caught you’ villainous grin to them.
"Since you’ve found us..." The junior brother, in response to the senior brother’s words, showed no intention of leaving, instead drawing a Talisman, looking at the cautious Zhang Feng,