On the quiet mountain road, the strong smell of blood floated in the air.
Jiang Ming's wounds had all healed. He looked around and without wasting time, he immediately started touching the body.
"They are quite rich..."
Jiang Ming found a total of three or four taels of broken silver on the other four vendors, but in the clothes of the leading vendor, in addition to more than a dozen taels of silver, he also found a fifty-tael silver note.
All these things added up to a total of nearly seventy taels of silver.
"You can't earn so much just by collecting mountain goods..." Jiang Ming's eyes were cold and stern. It seemed that this group of people had done a lot of things that involved stealing money and killing people. I'm afraid this wasn't all their wealth.
"Huh? What is this?" Jiang Ming took out a thin book from the arms of the leading vendor.
"Disguise!"
Looking at the three big characters on the cover, Jiang Ming showed surprise.
He tried to scratch the corpse's face with the back of a knife, and actually scraped off a thick layer of makeup, revealing a completely different face...
"No wonder he can steal money so arrogantly as a merchant. Even if the incident happens, he can change his face and continue to do evil in Dayun Mansion..."
"It's really a good tool for killing people and stealing goods... But it's not the time for research, so let's sneak away first!"
Jiang Ming put the silver notes and thin book into his arms, and picked up his axe, medicine basket and other belongings. Jiang Ming did not deal with the corpses anymore and left the place quickly.
He still did not go to Ping'an Town, but went directly into Yunmeng Mountain and returned to the cave.
After taking a bath in the stream and washing away the blood all over his body, Jiang Ming calmed down.
Although this was not his first time killing someone, the feeling of being in trouble and being out of his control still made him a little uncomfortable.
"All fear comes from insufficient firepower."
Tea was sipping on the fire, Jiang Ming was wrapped in animal skins, warming his body while recalling today's battle:
"My strength and speed are far superior to those of those traders, but I still have too little combat experience. Even though I have mastered the Fuhu Fist, I didn't show much of it today. Instead, I was slashed several times in vain..."
Injury is not a big deal to Jiang Ming himself, but it is the situation that is most likely to cause trouble.
Just imagine a person who has been slashed several times or had a few broken bones... Who can help but feel suspicious if he starts to be active and active within a few days?
"And if those people were stronger or smarter and ran away when the situation was wrong, it would be difficult for me to kill them all... Then I would be in big trouble!"
"If I attract a big shot, I will be captured and sliced..."
Jiang Ming's eyes were serious, and he was frightened for a while.
This kind of thing must never happen!
"You must become stronger...strong enough not to be hurt, strong enough to kill all enemies."
Jiang Ming looked firm and determined: "Because no matter how careful I am, I can't completely avoid exposing my flaws, so... I have to kill everyone who finds my flaws!"
"Only in this way will my secret not be revealed."
"This is... Wushuang Goudao!"
Jiang Ming's eyes were burning...
In the following days, Jiang Ming stayed in the mountains.
In the morning, I practiced the Tiger Breathing Technique diligently, and in the afternoon I went up the mountain to cut wood and build houses... In my free time, I drank tea, tasted medicine and picked mushrooms, tasted wild game in the mountains, saw the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers, and studied the mechanisms of various medicinal materials.
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Half a month later, deeper in the mountain forest, on a flat terrain upstream of a river, a house made of solid wood had basically taken shape.
Jiang Ming only designated two rooms, the main room and the pharmacy.
He lives alone, sleeping, cooking, drinking tea, reading and other daily activities in the main room, while the pharmacy is used to store and study the collected medicinal materials.
In addition, some wasteland has been reclaimed, and some vegetables and medicinal materials will be planted in the coming spring...
As for the toilet, Jiang Ming built it directly by the river, and flushed it away after finishing the toilet... As for whether anyone downstream drank water and cooked, he couldn't care.
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Autumn passes and winter comes.
The world was desolate, and the mountains became increasingly silent.
Jiang Ming has not seen any herbal collectors entering the mountains for many days.
The last time I saw someone, I heard that the turmoil in Ping'an Town had subsided. Due to the arrival of winter, the amount of medicinal materials that can be harvested in the mountains has dropped sharply, and the forces in the city have retreated.
But the prices of medicinal materials are still rising. I heard that they are all sold to the north, where the war seems to be very tight...
"In prosperity, the people are suffering; in death, the people are suffering!" Jiang Ming sighed. If the war continues, the turmoil in Ping'an Town will definitely not end here.
"It's time to go back to the town and have a look."
Jiang Ming went to the pharmacy, picked up some dried medicinal materials, put them into a medicine basket, and carried them down the mountain.
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Ping'an Town, Medicine Market.
"Master Scar, look..."
Lao Scarzi was leading a group of followers to collect venue fees, when one of the followers suddenly pointed in a direction and shouted.
Old Scar looked along, and his eyes suddenly darkened: "This Jiang Ming... actually dares to come back and leave!"
In a corner of the medicine market, Jiang Ming was squatting on the ground setting up a stall selling medicine.
Last time I heard someone who went into the mountain say that he disappeared, and Lao Scar made it easy for people to find him...
When he returned to Ping'an Town, he would definitely not be able to escape the old scar's spy, so he simply came to the medicine market to meet him first.
Sure enough, not long after the medicinal materials were spread out, Lao Scarzi led a group of people and surrounded them aggressively.
"Jiang Ming, I thought... you and I are already brothers!" Lao Scarzi looked unhappy and said in a deep voice: "The gentlemen in the city came to select herb collectors. I specially recommended you. Why did you run away and disappear?
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Jiang Ming looked at Old Scar's gloomy expression and understood in his heart. It seemed that he had guessed correctly before. This guy should be one of those old men in the city, a black glove in Ping'an Town, collecting protection money to do dirty things...
He cursed in his heart, would he push me into a pit of fire just because he considers me a brother?
"What a coincidence. I was very busy during those few days." Jiang Ming said sincerely.
"You must give me an explanation for this matter!" Lao Scarzi was not so gentle this time, and said coldly: "Otherwise, you won't be able to leave the medicine market today!"
Now he is starting to figure it out. When Jiang Ming and he had a good chat over wine, maybe he was using himself as a shield to avoid trouble...
"Master Scar, please calm down!" Jiang Ming has no intention of falling out with Old Scar now. These gangsters are nothing, but if they provoke the Old Snake Gang behind them, they will cause a lot of trouble...
Even if he touches Lao Scar, he must kill him with one blow and not let others know.
With this thought in his mind, Jiang Ming's smile became even warmer: "I can guarantee you that next time those gentlemen come to look for herb collectors, I will definitely be the first one."
"This time, it's my fault... I happened to pick two golden ginseng plants some time ago, and I specially took them down the mountain to apologize to Master Scar, and asked Master Scar to accept them!"
With that said, Jiang Ming took out two dried golden ginseng plants from the medicine basket and handed them over.
Old Scar's eyes lit up. Two golden ginseng plants were worth nearly two taels of silver in the current market price. Even if he collected protection fees for more than ten days, he might not be able to earn so much.
After all, he still has a group of brothers to support, and he has to hand over a large part to his superiors...
"Okay, Brother A Ming is sensible. I really blamed you wrongly!" Lao Scar laughed heartily: "They're all gone now. There's nothing exciting to watch. Brother A Ming and I have a very good relationship..."
More than an hour ahead of schedule, progress has been made!