"What are you pretending to be a ghost for, you’re scaring Ning Qing." Murong said with concern.
"Exactly." Feng Ling’er echoed.
The point is to scare people, and even Shen Ying’s assistant got a break. What kind of thing is this?
After Duan Yun returned, he used the Heroic Fire Lotus, and the pile that was smoking without fla finally ignited.
The group started grilling under the night sky.
The fire had not been strong because the pinewood they used from the courtyard was damp.
This haunted house really has the specs of a haunted house.
For instance, no matter how hot it is outside during the sumr, you always feel a chill once you enter.
In the backyard, the moss by the well always reappears just days after Brother Murong cleans up thoroughly using Cow and Horse Skills.
Also, these woods, even without much rain lately, are moist.
This expensive pork combined with the smouldering pinewood adds a unique smoky flavor.
At this point, everyone naturally questioned Duan Yun about the killing.
Duan Yun briefly described the process, and Murong reacted to him taking the enemy general’s head while disguised as a doctor: "Seriously?"
Speaking, he couldn’t resist: "Next ti sothing like this happens, let do it."
Ziyu has been collecting stories about Golden Mountain, and she doesn’t talk much.
Or rather, she is observing everything as a bystander to write a book, so she doesn’t talk much.
Now, she couldn’t help but quip: "You? You think you can look like a doctor?"
Murong puffed out his chest and retorted: "Don’t I look like a doctor?"
Seeing Shen Ying, Feng Ling’er, and even his beloved Ning Qing showing skeptical expressions.
Brother Murong’s proud chest slowly deflated, shrinking as if from a buxom lady to a frail old woman.
Yet he said: "Isn’t Feng Ling’er here? I’m sure I can use disguise and beco a doctor?"
Feng Ling’er showed a troubled expression: "There are limits to disguise skills; your aura is really challenging."
Murong opened his eyes wide: "Aura? What kind of aura? Can my aura possibly be that of a butcher?"
The crowd showed reluctance to strike him down, even Ning Qing could only comfort: "Don’t compare yourself to Duan Yun, you have your unique strengths."
"Such as?" Murong was not convinced and continued to probe.
Ning Qing showed a pained expression, while Feng Ling’er helped her out: "You could disguise as a masseur, a professional masseur; I’ll disguise you, that’ll certainly pass off."
Ning Qing hurriedly agreed: "Yes, massaging also helps improve blood circulation, which can be considered a doctor."
Duan Yun nodded: "From my professional experience, massage does count as dical treatnt."
Hearing this, Murong instantly beca happy.
Don’t underestimate a bean bun.
A masseur equals a doctor, aning I am equal to Old Demon Duan.
Afterwards, Duan Yun recounted the aftermath, slaughtering Grey Eagle Gang, sparing only those who diligently dusted the gang.
The group listened while devouring grilled at, feeling imnsely satisfied.
Just hearing about it feels great.
Being a hero is just aweso!
Brother Murong beca increasingly determined to handle the next gang extermination.
He’s already fantasizing about giving the beautiful gang leader’s wife a massage while heroically doing justice when free.
Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but smile creepily in the dark.
Next day, Duan Yun went to the street to purchase paint and li.
Due to interference from the Grey Eagle Gang yesterday, the paint they previously bought was taken away, so they have to repurchase.
He seriously suspects his previous purchase of paints attracted attention and led the opponent to chase him down.
Just gotta say Grey Eagle Gang is a real nuisance.
If not them to be exterminated, then who?
Duan Yun arrived at the street for paint and li, only to find the news of Grey Eagle Gang’s massacre had spread through the city.
On the road, many people were discussing the incident.
"Who did this? Grey Eagle Gang is the glove of a major player in the city, who dared do this?"
"Who knows, it’s said many experts went last night, but couldn’t find out anything. A master of the Tongyou Realm from Four Tigers Sect reportedly got hit in the crotch by a Sword Qi while on the way, even his balls flew out."
"Damn, that’s scary!"
"Troubled tis! Troubled tis!"
...
There were even people arguing on the road.
"I’ve prepared the silver, but the Grey Eagle Gang masters who work for us haven’t co, if he’s killed, what do I do?" A man sighed.
A woman beside him couldn’t help but say: "Grey Eagle Gang hasn’t co, then do it yourself. Dust off, lay so tiles, can’t you do it?"
"I can. But I don’t dare."
"Why not?"
"This is malicious self-building, if Grey Eagle Gang finds out, I’ll be in trouble." The man said seriously.
"Grey Eagle Gang has been exterminated, now what are you afraid of?"
"You long-haired, shallow-minded woman, you’re just ignorant! Just because Grey Eagle Gang is wiped out, we don’t have to follow their rules? What if so major player investigates? Anyway, I’m not daring, I’ll wait for Grey Eagle Gang." The man scolded the woman.
He muttered again: "Grey Eagle Gang master won’t do the work, nor collect my silver, what do I do?"
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