Huhu~

Carrying the Taoist who was only half body, Yang Yu walked away quickly, and did not stop until the screams in the village could no longer be heard.

With a shake of his hand, he dropped the unconscious Taoist half in the snow, then turned to look at the old man who was following him.

The old man was in ragged clothes, unkempt, and looked extremely haggard. He staggered a little as he walked. It took him a while before he came closer.

"Plop!"

The old man knelt down in the snow, and without waiting for Yang Yu's help, he kowtowed three times.

"Old man..."

Yang Yu picked up the old man who was crying.

"It's hard to repay such kindness and kindness..."

The old man said, crying loudly and recounting his grievances with the Liansheng Cult.

The old man's name was Yan Shoutian, and he was an elder from the Yanjiazhuang village twenty miles away. He had some skills in boxing and writing, and was well-known in the nearby villages.

Originally, one could neither be considered rich nor poor.

Until the Lian Sheng Cult arrived.

"...A year ago, the Liansheng Cult came to Yanjiazhuang. At that time, they treated illnesses and saved people, and widely used talisman water. They were very trusted by the villagers, but who knew, who knew..."

Pointing to the bamboo basket on the ground, Yan Shoutian's face twisted:

"Does my benefactor know what these 'yang pills' and 'yin pills' are?!"

Yang Yu glanced at the bamboo basket and could smell a faint pungent stench from a distance of more than ten feet.

"This evil medicine is made from the essence of poisonous weeds and condensed with mercury. If that's the case..."

Yan Shoutian’s eyes were filled with tears:

"Those beasts use people to neutralize the poison! Anyone in the village who doesn't believe in the Liansheng Cult is regarded as a 'medicine man' by them!"

"Medicine man?"

Yang Yu felt a chill in his heart as he thought of the villagers with sallow faces and despair on their faces.

"They divide this medicine into yin and yang! The yang pill is made by cutting open the man's lower abdomen and hiding it in a secret way... And the woman's lower body is sewn up by them, leaving only a gap similar to the pill pill, which is used to get the medicine!"

Yan Shoutian was almost trembling and unable to speak:

"My son, my son, just refused to be humiliated and died in front of me! These beasts, these beasts!"

He was mad, kicking over bamboo baskets, trampling them to pieces, sometimes crying and sometimes shouting, as if he was crazy.

Maybe he hadn't rested for many days, or maybe he was getting revenge. After shouting wildly, he fell straight into the snow.

After a while, snoring sounded.

"brute!"

Yang Prison almost broke his teeth.

Although he had a vague guess that this medicine was quite strange, he never expected that it was actually refined in this way.

Is this still a human?!

boom!

He kicked you Taoist and sent him rolling several feet. Yang Yu's expression was cold and stern:

"Tell me, where is the branch of Liansheng Cult?"

"Hahaha!"

The Taoist coughed up blood in pain, but laughed wildly:

"My mother's dharma body descends to the great thousand and spreads all dharma across the heaven and earth!

Pangu was born in one day, and the heaven and earth were clear and turbid from then on.

Nuwa was born on the second day, and her spiritual wisdom came to the world.

On the third day of the birth of the Yuan Dynasty, all species can have their origins..."

"what?"

Yang Yu's eyelids twitched wildly.

It was like a toad yawning so loudly!

call!

At the moment of thinking, Yang Yu decisively drew the knife, and with just one blow, his big teeth and half of his face were smashed into pulp.

Tsk~

The bloody teeth rolled onto the snow, and thick smoke from the boiling oil suddenly appeared, followed by a pungent smell.

But what shocked Yang Yu was that even so, the Taoist didn't seem to feel the slightest pain.

His mouth was full of blood, but he was still reciting crazy and strange scriptures:

"...Morality is born on the fourth day...click!"

The words stopped suddenly, and Yang Yu used his heavy hand to remove the joints of his jaw and arms, but the latter was still squirming.

Extremely terrifying.

"It's really a cult..."

Yang Yu's expression was solemn and he had no intention of questioning.

Although he can behead people, he will not force a confession, especially from such a crazy and evil person.

It's better to leave this matter to professionals.

…

They raised a bonfire and spent the night in the snow forest. Early the next morning, they took Yan Shoutian to look for Wang Wu.

Although Yan Shoutian is not a hunter, he has spent most of the year wandering in the mountains, so he is naturally more familiar with the mountain roads than they are.

"He is indeed a preacher from Liansheng Cult..."

In the lobby, Wang Wu looked very unhappy, especially after hearing the words "Yang Pill" and "Yin Pill", he wanted to kill this person with a knife.

After listening to Yan Shoutian's narration, Wang Wu barely suppressed his anger, and his face turned ugly:

"Liu Wenpeng is a good official, but his job is terrible!"

Seeing that Yang Yu and others were puzzled, he suppressed his anger and said: "These so-called 'yang pills' and 'yin pills' are an evil blood-changing medicine that has been discontinued!"

"Those who take this elixir continuously, as long as they survive, will be able to have a successful blood transfusion within three months!"

"What?!"

Hearing this, Tan Hong and others, who were already looking bad, suddenly changed their expressions: "Then, how many blood-changing warriors must there be in the Liansheng Cult branch?!"

They have all changed their blood, and of course they know the various difficulties.

Blood transfusion costs a lot of money, and not everyone can succeed. Even if it is successful, it often takes a year and a half.

They dared to go out of the city to suppress the bandits, thinking that most of the thirty bandits in Montenegro were killed, and the remaining bandits were not of concern.

But who would have thought that there is such a method of exchanging blood in this world?

"This is troublesome..."

Yang Yu's breathing was stagnant.

Liansheng has been refining this medicine for more than half a year. Even if half of the people who take it die, they will still be able to accumulate a large number of blood-changing warriors.

And what made his heart palpitate even more was...

Before, in order to lure out the people of Liansheng Cult, they did not deliberately hide their whereabouts...

"Liu Wenpeng, you really deserve to die..."

Wang Wu's chest rose and fell.

Liansheng teaches people to make evil medicine. If this kind of thing is reported to the police, it won't take long for Qingzhou to be in shock.

But unfortunately, more than half a year has passed and no one knows!

"It's okay if we don't suppress this bandit!"

Tan Hong and others completely gave up their thoughts on suppressing the bandits.

They are just ordinary bandits. With their skills, if they are careful, they can advance and retreat freely.

But now...

"It can't be suppressed."

Wang Wu sighed.

In this situation, not to mention Tan Hong, even he himself had no intention of suppressing the bandits.
To be continued...