Chapter 98 Corpse Refining Technique

"Gah, gah, gah..."

Under the cold night.

A large number of crows flapped their wings and made shrill cries as they circled over the river valley.

Crows are not an auspicious bird. It is said that wherever they appear, they will definitely bring disaster.

Such as this time.

Such as now.

The river valley was littered with corpses, and the smell of blood was so strong that it was nauseating.

Chen Sheng hid in the grass and looked into the distance.

There are many masters below. These "gold diggers" have different costumes and new weapons, but they have one obvious thing in common: they are no longer human, but more like beasts.

"Ding ding ding!"

"ah……"

The masters were fighting with each other, swords flashed, hidden weapons pierced the air, blood spurted out, and screams shook the surrounding area.

Chen Sheng even saw a monk.

He is a real monk, the kind with a ring scar on his head.

How ironic must this scene be that even monks are moved by ordinary people?

For thousands of years, gold has probably been one of the biggest killers of mankind. Similar to the situation before us, it will inevitably reincarnate again and again, forever.

The battle was fierce and short.

As more and more people fell, the masters soon started chasing each other, some chasing, some escaping, and eventually they all disappeared in the river valley.

After a short silence, there is a carnival for those who are waiting.

Chirping, the crows happily fell from the sky, setting off a terrifying feast.

"..."

Chen Sheng couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Didn't you guess it right?

It’s time for the mastermind behind the scenes to show up, otherwise by the time the crows eat and drink enough, not even a single hair will be left on the scene, and why would they steal a damn corpse?

Fortunately, Master Chen did not wait too long.

Finally something unexpected happened below.

A group of people wearing night clothes suddenly swept into the river valley like ghosts.

"Gah, gah, bang bang bang..."

The crows were frightened, and with full of unwillingness, they hurriedly flapped their wings and fled away.

There are about a dozen men in black, all of them have sharp eyes and quick actions, and they are obviously all good at cultivation.

Chen Sheng turned his attention to their leader.

The leader was a middle-aged man who did not cover his face with anything, revealing a cold face.

This man is short and fat, and at first glance he seems to have a "hunchback". But when you take a closer look, you find that he is not physically defective, but is carrying a shield.

The shield was oval in shape and black in color, like... a large turtle shell.

Chen Sheng felt very confused.

A man with a shield?

It seems that this image has never appeared in the original work, and it is absolutely impossible for him to be Jiang Biehe. Could he be Jiang Biehe's subordinate?

Someone stepped forward and whispered: "Fourth brother, it's time for us to take action."

"Pooh!"

The short, fat man spat and cursed: "Damn flat-haired beast, if I had come a moment later, how could I have ruined something big?"

After he finished complaining, he identified the corpse below and pointed with his finger.

"Move this, this, and that, quickly!"

The short and fat man was responsible for identifying the target. After the target was determined, the other accomplices quickly moved outside. Their cooperation was tacit, and it was obviously not the first time they acted.

Chen Sheng nodded.

It seems that what happened in Emei was also done by these people, and the real culprit finally showed up.

In addition, the short and fat man's vision was very accurate, and the corpses he selected were those with the highest martial arts skills during his lifetime. This shows that he had planned in advance and even knew every gold digger.

Chen Sheng stood up quietly and followed behind.

The man in black carried the body on his shoulders and carried it away to the jungle on the west side of the valley, which was sparsely populated and had several carriages hidden.

The horses pulling the carriage all wear bits and have cloth tied to their hooves so that they make no sound when walking and cannot even bark.

The man in black moved them twice. Chen Sheng counted them and found that there were twenty-four in total.

Of course there were more corpses in the valley, but they probably didn't meet the standards, so they didn't want them.

After the transportation was completed, the short and fat man took the lead and got into the carriage. He said "Let's go" and everyone began to retreat under the cover of night.

Leaving the valley, they turned onto a remote path, which became increasingly desolate as they walked.

Because he was worried about exposing his whereabouts, Chen Sheng did not dare to get too close and only followed him from a distance.

About half an hour later, the motorcade gradually slowed down and arrived at the foot of a barren mountain. There was an abandoned house at the foot of the mountain. Surrounded by a large amount of weeds, the place looked dilapidated, dark, cold, and terribly eerie.

The carriage drove straight in, the short and fat man waved his hand, and the door was closed with a creak.

Chen Sheng pricked up his ears and heard two obvious breathing sounds inside the wall. It seemed that this road was blocked.

He had no choice but to walk around and go to the back. There was actually a hidden whistle at the back door of the house, one outside and one inside!

"..."

Is the defense so tight?

Chen Sheng changed his mind, took out a copper coin from his arms, and rushed over.

The man in black outside noticed something was wrong with his peripheral vision, and just as he was about to shout, there was a "pop" sound, and the copper coins burst into blood and entered his brain.

Chen Sheng didn't stop for a moment, drew out his long sword like lightning, and stabbed it through the door.

"puff!"

The whistler inside didn't even respond, his throat was pierced, and he died on the spot while standing.

At this time, the first man in black who was killed had just fallen. Chen Sheng accurately caught the body and slowly laid it flat without making any sound.

He took the trouble to jump into the wall, pull down the second body, drag it into the dark, and then sneak outside to collect the weapon.

Although this process is cumbersome, it actually takes very little time and is relatively safe.

Chen Sheng stood in the shadows and thought.

I don’t know how many guards there will be next. Clearing them out one by one would be too tedious and easy to reveal, so why not...

His fingers were as strong as steel and he simply inserted them into the wall and slowly climbed towards the roof.

Fortunately, there's no one up there.

Chen Sheng's ears moved, and he determined that the voices from the north seemed to be more obvious, so he sneaked carefully and came to a huge rooftop.

"Plop, plop."

It sounded like water.

Just listen to the short and fat man shouting: "Hurry up, put it in quickly, remember to get into a sitting position."

"Don't worry, Fourth Brother, I'll find out later."

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Chen Sheng's curiosity was aroused. Of course the corpses were stained with blood. If they wanted to be cleaned, they should lie down flat on their backs. Why did they have to sit down?

He gently lifted off a tile and placed it beside him.

There are layers of wooden boards under the tiles, which are supported by rafters and purlins, so you can't directly see the inside.

Chen Sheng drew out his long sword and thrust it into the wooden board inch by inch. He thrust very cautiously until he suddenly felt a sinking feeling in front of him, and then he pulled back inch by inch.

After a while.

There was a narrow opening in the wooden board, and the red light immediately came out and hit his face.

Chen Sheng hurriedly approached, feeling a little suspicious in his heart.

Why is the light red?

He soon understood.
To be continued...