The master could only think that the county magistrate's desire for money had already suppressed his fear of Heifeng Village, so he could not persuade him, and Heifeng Village would not dare to blatantly kill officials and rebel.

The fat county magistrate suddenly disappeared and he whispered: "I didn't kill anyone. The Heifeng Village Master will not come to cause trouble for me!"

The master twisted the rat whiskers: "It shouldn't be possible, but just in case, ask your sister for help and ask the prefect to send reinforcements."

The magistrate of Fat County said: "Yes, although he is the magistrate and my brother-in-law, he is both a family. As long as a Hawk and Wolf Guard is sent, we will not be afraid of anyone." Although he is thick and fat, a sister is born like a flower and jade. She was attracted by the magistrate and took over the concubine, and was very favored. He also rose with the water and begged her to blow the pillow and ask him for a job.

The prefect didn't like him, so he sent him to the remote Qingyang City to be the county magistrate, not only not giving him the opportunity to pretend to be a tiger, but also allowing him to stay away from his sister. It was a killing two birds with one stone.

The master thought to himself: How could the Eagle Wolf Guard be so easy to send. It would be almost enough to find a decent guard in the prefect's mansion. "What about Li Qingshan?"

The fat county magistrate thought for a while and said, "He is the savior of my official. When he sees him, give him some silver and send him somewhere else. Qinghe Mansion is so big that he can't go there."

In Lema Village, Huang Binghu was shocked at first, and then laughed: "Well, kill!" After taking Lingjiu, his illness disappeared, becoming rosy and energetic. His martial arts not only recovered, but also improved greatly.

"He was so guilty of Heifeng Village, wouldn't he cause trouble for Lemazhuang? He brought your cracked bow. You shouldn't have given him from the beginning, and he is now missing, and I'm afraid he has run away."

Xiao Hei was dissatisfied. He ate Li Qingshan's fist at the market that day. Although he did not dare to take revenge, he was also a little resentful. He was originally the best among the young people in the village, but Li Qingshan completely overshadowed him as soon as he came. Now he has become so popular again, and his heart is full of jealousy.

Huang Binghu said: "Heifeng Village comes to us. If there are any methods, we will continue, but he will not escape, nor will he come to us for shelter. I am just a sick tiger, but he is a real tiger down the mountain."

Therefore, the name of "Down the Mountain Tiger" became Li Qingshan's first name.

When dozens of Black Wind bandits were hung on the top of the city, Li Qingshan's name was spread to the extreme.

Large swaths of snowflakes fell from the sky. At midnight, a black shadow rushed up to the city, took off the head of the third leader, and then rode his horse back to the Heifeng Mountain Village and sent it to the village leader Xiong Xiangwu.

Xiong Xiangwu was as tall as his nickname. He was not only extremely tall, but also had thick and black hair. From a distance, he looked like a bear. He could tell that this man had natural divine power at first sight. He stood up and looked around for a while. No one dared to make a sound, whether it was the head of the two sides or the bandits around him.

"Boom!" He slapped his huge palm like a bear's paw, and the head and the heavy rosewood long case were shattered: "The incompetent people are the end! The one who dares to provoke me is the end!"

The wooden pieces shot around, and the bandits near the close were all stabbed in the face, but no one dared to say a word.

The second headmaster was shaking the folding fan and getting up, but he was a middle-aged man dressed in a scholar. At this time, he was still wearing a long gown, which showed his deep internal strength. "The leader of the village, the third headmaster was seriously injured by someone with a cracked stone bow, so he could not defeat that boy."

"Split Stone Bow? Yellow Sick Tiger!" Xiong Xiangwu's eyes showed a hint of alert, "Isn't he seriously ill?"

"I heard that his illness has been cured!" Xiong Xiangwu browed and pondered for a while.

On Bai Laofeng, Yang Jun said, "Have you found it yet?" Anger made his handsome face twist. He was a playboy and didn't have that much patience.

"Young Master, I have heard of something recently!" Chi Da said.

"The Huang Jianhu's illness in Lemazhuang has been cured!"

"So what?" Yang Jun said impatiently.

Chi Da cursed inwardly: "I heard that his disease is a chronic disease, and only spiritual ginseng can cure it!"

Yang Jun's eyes lit up, and he wanted to go to Lema Village to question it immediately, but he was not crazy yet and said calmly: "Go and invite my father. Lingguan is not so easy to digest. Even if you eat it, you have to vomit it out!"

In such a hustle and bustle, no one noticed that a piece of Li Qingshan's house was dug up, and the porcelain altar with white bones disappeared.

As the snow fell, the pool water became more and more icy and cold, without any sign of freezing. Li Qingshan crawled out of the pool water with green lips, lay down on a dead grass, looking at the gray sky on the white waterfall, and the breath he exhaled turned into white mist.

This kind of practice is simply a human life, but Li Qingshan has to squeeze out all his physical strength and energy before he can climb ashore to take a break.

After drinking a sip of spiritual wine, the body regained its warmth and the exhausted true energy surged again.

The wild beasts were roasting on the bonfire, emitting a strong aroma. Xiao An squatted aside like a professional barbecue master, turning the wooden fork while sprinkling the seasonings brought from home on it, concentrating on it.

Seeing Li Qingshan come out, he cut off a large piece of meat with his hunting knife and held it to his mouth. When he saw Li Qingshan swallowing it, he smiled.

Li Qingshan was so ateful that he suddenly said in surprise: "Aren't you afraid of fire?" Xiao An was afraid of the sun and the flames. He had many restrictions on his actions. It was impossible for him to just squat beside the flames so carelessly. Although it was cloudy today, Xiao An often hid in the locust wood sign and refused to come out.

Xiao An hesitated and couldn't answer.

Li Qingshan smiled and said, "Have you learned some magical powers from Brother Niu? It's not easy to get something out of it, why should I hide it from me?"

Xiao An hesitated for a moment and struggled to carry a porcelain jar out of the grass. When Li Qingshan opened the lid, he saw a bloody smell coming to his face. A small white bone inside was dripping with bright red blood.

Red and white are extremely dazzling and full of evil and bloody feeling.

Li Qingshan frowned: "What is this?"

Xiao An is like a child who did something wrong, lowering his head and not speaking.

"Zhu Yan Bai Gu's Way!" Qingniu suddenly appeared and said five words.

"Is this also a magical power?"

"The Yin Ghost has no physical body. Although it looks free and can avoid the ears and eyes of ordinary people, it has innate defects when practicing, and is afraid of fire and light, and is restrained by many spells."

"But this is not impossible to solve. Slowly absorbing yang energy is just the most crude method. There are many Buddhist teachings, including red and pink skeletons, white bones and flesh. Color is emptiness, emptiness is color. In a moment, red pink can turn into skeletons, and white bones can also produce skin and flesh. A Buddhist monk failed to achieve the fruit of the Bodhisattva and was eaten by the heavenly tribulation. He was unwilling to be angry. The devil thought suddenly arises, and the Buddha became demons and reversed his magic power. He created the "Zhu Yan Bai Bone Path", refining the white bone relics, practicing the white bone demon god, and calling himself a white bone Bodhisattva."
Chapter completed!