Chapter 46 Centipede Step

Wu Song was about to leave when he heard Yang Chang's stomach growling. He then asked the woman again, "My brother is hungry. Is there anything to eat in the nunnery?"

"Yes, yes."

The woman looked like a chicken pecking at rice, and pointed her hand into the temple: "Please follow me, both of you."

"Let's go, eat something before leaving."

"I was just hungry, so I came to the forest to buy some food, and I ran into my brother unexpectedly."

"That's not good."

Wu Song smiled and led Yang Chang into the house to eat. Seeing that the Taoist boy was still kneeling on the ground, he said, "Get up. I will get rid of the evil spirit for you. You can go back to Jizhou tomorrow. If you walk faster, you may be able to catch up with the New Year."

"I am penniless and I am afraid I can't go back to my hometown."

"Ok?"

Hearing the boy's cry, Wu Song immediately stopped the woman in front of him and said, "That woman, he took your evil ways and probably robbed people on the way. Does he have any money?"

"I have saved up one or two hundred taels of gold and silver."

"Bring it back later."

"Yes"

The woman responded and walked into the nunnery. Wu Song told the boy, "Go to the pine forest and bring the body of the evil Taoist here. I will burn the tomb in a moment, and I will give you some gold and silver to take home."

"Yes, thank you."

The Taoist boy thanked Wu Song and then went to the forest to move the body.

Yang Chang remembered that he had dropped it and didn't pick it up, so he also made an excuse to Wu Song and left: "Brother, you go in first. I think the Taoist boy may not be able to lift it, so I want to go over and help."

"Go."

Wu Song had just agreed to Yang Chang's request, but then he thought about being alone with a woman again and was worried that there might be a trap in the house, so he stood in the yard without moving.

After a while, the woman leaned out of the window and waved to him: "Master, the wine and food are ready, you can come in."

"You go and collect your belongings first, I'll wait for my brothers to come together."

"Eh"

The woman then went to the inner room and rummaged through the drawers.

Outside the tomb, under the pine forest.

Yang Chang strode to catch up with the Taoist boy and told him to pick up the Taoist's head, while he ran towards the shining corpse.

He squatted down and reached out with his hand, and a prompt immediately appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness.

[Obtain sword improvement, which can improve sword ability after use, please choose to use or discard. 】

use!

It was another weapon skill. As expected, the drop from the person was high and good. Yang Chang had no reason to refuse to use it immediately. A large amount of memories instantly flooded into his mind, and the flash of the corpse was still there.

Further exploration.

[Obtained the Flying Centipede. Use it to learn the Centipede Step. Please choose to use it or discard it. ]

Damn, it’s the body movement!

use!

Yang Chang was so excited that he almost jumped up. The sense he used was similar to [Drug Inhibition Body]. He couldn't wait to touch his brow to check, and found that there was an extra line in the attribute entry.

Name: Yang Chang

Cultivation: Mortal

Fate: Corpse collector

Possessing attributes: Tiger's strength, drug-suppressing body
Skills: Good hunter, good cook, skilled with spear and stick, and skilled with sword (proficient in sword skills and have a certain personal understanding)
Possessing special skills: Centipede Step (I feel like I have a thousand feet of a centipede. No matter how hard the wind and rain blow, I will be as steady as a pine tree)
The meaning of [Minor Accomplishment in Sword and Knife] is obviously more advanced than [Proficiency in Spear and Stick], and the unique body movement skill [Centipede Step] is exactly what Yang Chang lacks at the moment. He thought that what this evil Taoist dropped was even better than that of Ximen Qing.

On second thought, since Wang Daoren could fight Wu Song back and forth, his martial arts should be much stronger than Ximen Qing's.

If we infer based on the drops, the stronger the person, the better the drops. As for hunting wild animals and stealing their corpses, it now seems to be a useless effort. It seems that I really have to go to Liangshan.

Whether it is Liangshan’s opponents or Liangshan’s own leaders who died in battle, wouldn’t there be a lot of good things to pick up?
Tsk tsk, teacher, I think I understand! Yang Chang carried the corpse back to the nunnery with one hand, which made the Taoist boy tense up again. He thought to himself that although this hero did not take action, he must be a ruthless person.

Wu Song waited until Yang Chang returned, and the two of them had some wine and meat in the nunnery. He then took some of the evil Taoist's belongings and gave some to the Taoist boy as travel expenses, and gave the rest to the woman.

The two men thanked him profusely and fled from the nunnery with the gold and silver.

Wu Song then piled firewood and poured oil on it, and placed the Taoist's body on the firewood. Soon, the temple was engulfed in flames, and the flames suppressed the moonlight.

The tomb was burned down when it was almost midnight.

Taking advantage of the full moon hanging high in the sky, Wu Song and Yang Chang crossed the mountain overnight and escaped from this dangerous place.

Before leaving the tomb to light the fire, Wu Song handed Yang Chang a set of Taoist robes and said, "Yanggu County can't accommodate Sanlang, so come with me to Erlong Mountain to rest for a while. But you will attract attention if you go with me, so it's better for you to accompany me as a Taoist priest to avoid being seen."

"Brother is very thoughtful."

Yang Chang took the Taoist robe and prepared to put it on, but a book fell out from his clothes. He bent down to pick it up and took a look at it in the moonlight. He saw the words "Yin Yang Kan Feng" written on the cover.

"Just now the woman said that the evil Taoist is good at studying yin and yang and understanding feng shui. I'm afraid he learned it from this book. Sanlang is smart and can read and understand words, so I left it there and didn't burn it."

“My brother wants me to learn this.”

"It won't hurt after all. Most of the wandering Taoists are good at medicine and divination. Why not take some time to learn it? It's also a skill. Maybe you can make a living with it."

"Makes sense."

Yang Chang thought that what Wu Song said made sense. It would be impossible to pick up corpses with this skill, and it would be good to learn it to broaden his horizons. He did not seek to fool others, but at least he would not be fooled.

On their way down the mountain, Yang Chang stayed in the pine forest for a long time, specifically looking for the two swords.

Since his sword skills are better than guns and sticks, he naturally needs a weapon that suits him.

Under the moonlight, Yang Chang held a whistle stick in his hand and two swords were tied into an X shape behind his back.

Wu Song saw his funny look and couldn't help laughing and joking: "Sanlang doesn't know how to use a sword. You look like a boy carrying a sword."

"Hehe." Yang Chang responded with a laugh: "I carry two swords, and brother holds two knives. We are a perfect match. When we get to Erlong Mountain, brother will teach me how to practice swordsmanship. We will have a chance to fight together. It will be very impressive just thinking about it."

"That's a good idea."

Wu Song nodded in affirmation, then changed the subject: "But Sanlang is too kind-hearted and may not be willing to hurt anyone, but it's a good thing that you want to learn swordsmanship."

Some people walked together, chatting and laughing along the way, and before they knew it, they had descended the mountain.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, they found a place to shelter from the wind and rested back to back until dawn. Then they set out on their own path, heading towards Qingzhou.

With the old veteran Wu Song leading the way, Yang Chang no longer had to worry about getting lost or taking a detour. Notices to capture Wu Song were posted in every village, town, county, and state road along the way.

Fortunately, Wu Song was dressed up as a monk, and his fellow traveler Yang Chang was also dressed up as a Taoist priest, so they were seldom questioned on the road.

Occasionally, when encountering unexpected situations, Yang Chang would help to get through them based on what he had read in the Feng Shui book, and Wu Song, who was standing beside him, would marvel at the situation.

If I wasn't familiar with Yang Chang, I would have thought that this guy was a real Taoist priest.

By the beginning of November, Shandong had completely entered winter, with snow in the sky, frost on the ground, and cold winds cutting our faces.

Whenever they came across an inn on the road, they would buy wine and eat meat to keep warm.

At noon on the sixth day, the north wind was howling.

Yang Chang and Wu Song crossed a hill against the wind, then walked along the stream for three or five miles before they found a tavern and went in.

I paid the change to buy some wine and meat, but the store owner said they only had some Maochai liquor left and all the meat had been sold out.

A good cook cannot cook without rice. Wu Song did not mind the bad wine, so he asked the store owner to heat up a few corners of it to drink to keep warm, and then ate it with two plates of cooked food.

After finishing the three or four dimes of Maochai liquor, Wu Song was greedy and asked for another three or four dimes. After drinking it in two gulps, he stood up and wanted more, but was shivered by the cold wind outside the store.

Bad wine is easy to make people drunk, and Wu Song drank quickly, so he suddenly felt dizzy.

He sat on the stool swaying, clapped his hands loudly, and muttered to the shopkeeper: "Master, is the shop really sold out? Do you have any to eat? I won't owe you any money!"

"Haha." The shopkeeper was checking the bills, shook his head and laughed, saying to himself: "I have run the shop for many years, and this is the first time I see a monk who likes both wine and meat. Where can I find more meat if the shop is sold out? Master, you should be more careful with your food."

"Asshole."

(End of this chapter)