Astral Apostle Chapter 37: Ross: The more melons, the more ruthless the knife

"It turned out to be the food harvesting team. Is it the end of the year?"

Balloon is taken aback.

The villages under the rule of Baiyuan City have to pay agricultural taxes. The grain harvesting team visits each village every year and removes part of the grain as tax revenue. The village receives the protection of the town, and the lord is obliged to solve the problems that the village may encounter. Animal harassment.

Zhou Jing turned to look at Baron.

"Do we need help?"

"It's not necessary, the village chief will call the villagers to carry the food, we don't need us." Baron shook his head.

"Okay."

Zhou Jing rolled his eyes and responded like this, but he still wanted to take a look and see the situation.

Baron didn't take the food harvesting team to heart, he paused, and said:

"By the way, go to the town in two days. Wes will give us the money from selling the prey, so you can get it."

"You're not going?"

"I'm too lazy to move, you already know the way anyway." Balon waved his hand.

He only goes to the city when he needs to do errands, and stays in the village the rest of the time.

Some alien hunters are on the line of life and death all the year round and need to vent. Many hunters like to find hotel maids. Baron doesn't know if Zhou Jing has any hobbies in this area. .

So Baron doesn't plan to follow this time, lest "Jason" be embarrassed to have fun.

"Okay, then I'll wait until tomorrow, when Weiss should have received the money."

Zhou Jing nodded in response.

In the past three months, he has been to Baiyuan City several times, and he is already familiar with it, so he is fine by himself.

Balong's visit this time was mainly to express his support for Zhou Jing to go out and explore. After the matter was finished, he also left.

Watching Balong leave, Zhou Jing thought about it and walked to the entrance of the village.

At this time, the entrance to the village was very lively. A pack of beasts pulled scooters to park at the entrance of the village. More than a dozen soldiers from Baiyuan City were guarding them. The tax collector of the grain collection team, with his subordinates, was working with the people of Shuangmu Village. Villagers negotiate.

The atmosphere was relatively peaceful, and many villagers did not seem to have much resistance.

The two sides soon finished the discussion. The village chief organized the villagers to take out bags of grain from the mill and sent them to the entrance of the village. The staff brought by the tax collector was responsible for the inventory and loading.

Zhou Jing looked at it for a while and found that there was no villager rioting.

When he looked up the information of the Middle Ages in the countries of the main world, he saw a lot of records of grain collectors being stabbed to death by pitchforks, but the villagers in the alien world were very cooperative in paying taxes.

'It seems that it is also due to the threat of alien beasts. The village cannot be separated from the shelter of the town, so it is willing to pay the tax. ’

Zhou Jing nodded and confirmed that there was nothing wrong, so he did not plan to stay here any longer.

Just as he was about to leave, his gaze swept across one of the food-receiving team and suddenly stopped.

In the crowd, a man with a goatee was counting the food with a list, which made Zhou Jing look familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"This person..."

Zhou Jing thought for a while and thought of this person.

When I went to Baiyuan City for the first time, I almost bumped into a person in the pharmacy, and it was this goatee man.

If I remember correctly, this person seems to be a pharmacy clerk, but now he is not wearing the pharmacy's rough uniform.

But familiarity is familiar, it's just a one-sided relationship, there is no need to go up to talk.

Zhou Jing took a second look, then walked away, went to the training ground to start a day of exercise, and went to sweat.

…

It's almost noon.

The grain harvesting team has finished counting the grains. They don't want to rush on the road at night. They plan to stay in the village all night and leave early tomorrow morning.

Although Shuangmu Village is small, there is also a simple tavern. A few villagers were temporarily hired to help in the back kitchen, and they barely received the staff of the grain harvesting team. There were about ten tables in the open air to provide meals to the grain harvesting team. .

The people from the food harvesting team talked about the mountains while eating and drinking, and said the villagers of Shuangmu Village were stunned for a while.

Reiner and a group of village children gathered around them and listened to the stories outside, fascinated.

When Zhou Jing returned from the setting sun with a full body of sweat, what he saw was a noisy scene.

After glancing at the dozens of people in the grain harvesting team who were eating and drinking, Zhou Jing didn't answer. Thinking about how to deal with it directly, he went straight to the back kitchen of the tavern to get two freshly cooked meals. It was something like a potato, steaming hot and steaming white.

The chef of the tavern saw that it was Zhou Jing, but he didn't stop him. He must have the privilege of being a hunter of alien beasts.

Zhou Jing returned to the house with the meal, and he dealt with Ross at will, and then did not go out of the house, instructing Ross to practice breathing techniques.

This is a must-do every night when he arrives in person, and it's almost as headache as tutoring a child with homework.

The red glow fades, and the moonlight shines.

The visiting grain harvesting team was full and rested.

The night gradually darkened, and the noise outside was no longer as quiet as usual.

After a night of tiring counseling, Zhou Jing asked Ross to make the bed and went to the window by himself, ready to close the curtains and turn off the lights to sleep.

But just as he was about to lower the curtains, Zhou Jing was across the window when he suddenly noticed a few sneaky backs, moving in the village, just turned a corner not far away and disappeared from his sight.

At a glance, he recognized one of them, the goatee man he found in the morning.

"Huh? Why are you wandering around the village without sleeping these few big nights?"

Zhou Jing's heart moved.

He thought about it for a while, and beckoned Ross to follow him. The two walked out the window and quietly followed these people.

Zhou Jing's agility is astonishing, and it is difficult for ordinary people to find it. On the other hand, Ross has stealth characteristics such as [Night Camouflage] and [Light Steps], and is better at tracking. Zhou Jing sometimes doesn't notice his existence, and it's no problem.

The two of them adorned themselves behind the goatee and the others and followed them all the way. They soon discovered that they were walking out of the village.

The direction ahead is impressively the Apothecary's hut where the witch doctor lives outside the village.

"Oh, there is a situation!"

Zhou Jing's eyes lit up, and his spirit came to him.

After staying in Frostwood Village for half a year, the witch doctor Jiama has been keeping a low profile. He has never been in trouble, and he is not easy to find trouble with others.

After leaving the village, it was a continuous field, and it was not easy to hide. Zhou Jing and Ross stopped and walked.

Zhou Jing hid behind the tree and saw the scene of the pharmacist's hut.

The man with the goatee knocked on the door lightly, and Jiama quickly opened the door and ushered in a few people.

The door was closed again.

Zhou Jing rolled his eyes, ducked and hid under the window, hiding in the blind spot of his field of vision, pricked up his ears, and listened carefully to the movement from the room.

The alien blood enhancement slightly increased his perception, and the conversations in the room were picked up by hearing.

"Gama, what about the goods this time?" This seemed to be the voice of the man with the goatee.

"Here."

Gama spoke, her voice no longer as old-fashioned as usual, but full of anger.

There was a sound of turning over boxes and cabinets, followed by the sliding sound of some kind of mechanism, and then the sound of several boxes slamming on the ground, mixed with the crisp clanging of bottles and jars.

After a while, the man with the goatee was dissatisfied and said, "Why is there such a small amount, it is far from the previous amount."

Jama's tone was helpless: "The village hunters have suffered a lot, and they are busy training new recruits during this time. There are fewer opportunities for me to bring herbs, and the materials are not enough, so I can only do so much."

Goatee man: "Forget it, the price per bottle is still the same."

Jingle Jingle...

There is a sound of coins colliding.

Jama laughed twice, and then whispered: "When you came over, no one was found, right?"

The man with the goatee didn't care: "Don't worry, the whole village is asleep, no one can see it."

Jiama is not happy: "You should be more cautious, there are outsiders in the village, a guy named Jason Wood came to the village half a year ago, and he became a monster hunter. He is an unstable factor... "

The man with the goatee sneered: "Looking at how timid you are, what about outsiders? Will people notice you?"

"I..." Jiama said in distress.

The man with the goatee shook his head: "If you're so afraid, then we don't have to do business. Anyway, I have other pharmacists to supply."

"Don't!" Jiama hurriedly said, "I can do it."

Zhou Jing listened to the corner for a while. Although he didn't see the scene, he almost understood the situation.

If I'm not mistaken, Garma is selling potions to the goatee man, a deal that may have been going on for years.

'Frostwood Village provided Jiama, and Jiama provided medicine and medical services. The two sides cooperated, but he hid some of the medicines and lied that making medicines was easy to fail. Extra money? ’

Zhou Jing probably guessed it.

In the interstellar era, similar things may be common, and it may even be possible to turn a blind eye.

But in the simple concept of the villagers in the alien world - for you to eat and drink, you are still cutting corners and enriching your own pockets, and you are simply not human.

The villagers will definitely not accept it. As long as the incident happens, even if Jiama is a rare pharmacist who is willing to stay in the village, 80% of them will be driven out.

All kinds of thoughts flashed by, but Zhou Jing did not jump out immediately.

He gestured to Ross, who was hiding not far away, and motioned for Ross to show up and make some noise.

Ross got up silently, came to the door of the pharmacist's hut, and slammed his head against the wall.

Bang!

Very loud.

The sound in the room disappeared, and it was so silent that a needle fell instantly.

Wow!

The door slammed open, and the goatee man didn't see anyone at first glance. He looked down and saw Ross, who was squatting at the door and covering his head.

"Catch him!"

The goatee man's tone was startled and angry.

There were three escorts by his side and immediately jumped up and grabbed Ross.

Ross raised his eyes and looked under the window sill, but Zhou Jing, who was originally here, has disappeared and quietly hid.

Seeing this, Ross was silently pressed to the ground without resisting.

Seeing that the uninvited guest was restrained, the goatee man breathed a sigh of relief, frowning and looking at Ross:

"Who is this man?"

Jama also hurried out at this time, seeing Ross's face clearly, he was stunned for a moment:

"This person is the follower of the alien hunter Jason, and he is a mute with a problem in his brain."

"Mute?" The goatee man's face loosened slightly, and then he asked, "Then why is he here?"

"I, I don't know either, this fool usually follows Jason, but occasionally runs around... maybe it just happened to run to us?"

Gama looked surprised.

He immediately thought of something, his face changed, and he murmured: "That Jason has been staring at me, maybe he will send this person to watch me... No, it doesn't make sense, this is a dumb, or a fool, Jay Even if Sen doubts me, it's impossible to send him here."

"Doubt you?" The goatee man was puzzled: "What else did you not tell me? Why is that Jason staring at you?"

"I...I just didn't cure his brother,"

Gama faltered.

"It's so simple? Impossible!" The goatee man looked suspicious: "You still want to hide it from me now?"

Hearing this, Jiama had no choice but to explain:

"Six months ago, the hunters picked up a distressed man named Will in the forest. He happened to be seriously injured. Because he was an outsider of unknown origin, I was worried about affecting the transaction, so I deliberately left him dead... I didn't expect him to have an older brother, that Jason, who came to him."

Hearing this, the goatee man's mouth twitched and said angrily:

"You are less courageous than a hamster, so afraid of outsiders, why didn't you poison that Jason together?"

"What nonsense are you talking about! I never thought it would turn out like this!" Jiama shook her head quickly.

At most, he dared not to treat the seriously wounded on purpose, as long as the condition deteriorated, it was enough, and he didn't have to do anything, so he didn't mind dying.

But poisoning is another nature, and he doesn't have the guts.

The goatee man took a deep breath, not wanting to struggle with this issue any more, pointed to Ross on the ground, and asked in a deep voice:

"How bad is this fool's brain, are you sure he won't reveal the matter here?"

"I, I don't know either." Jiama swallowed and said with a fluke, "Maybe he didn't hear anything?"

The goatee man's face changed, he hesitated for a few seconds, and suddenly made up his mind.

"Can't risk letting him go, killing him!"

When the voice fell, a servant immediately drew a dagger.

"Don't kill anyone!" Jiama was shocked and quickly grabbed the goatee man's clothes.

It's just reselling potions, it's not a big business, is there a need to kill it? !

The goatee man turned his head and said in a gloomy voice, "As long as we kill him, bury him somewhere, and make him disappear, then nothing will happen."

"But that Jason..." Garma looked hesitant.

"Anyway, this is a fool. It's normal to get lost, right? You are just too guilty. You always feel that you will be suspected by Jason when you do anything, but if the follower is lost, he has no reason to doubt you, right?"

The goatee man kept talking and continued to say coldly:

"And you think clearly, if this idiot accidentally discloses what happened here in some way, you will definitely be kicked out by Frostwood Village, and you won't be able to earn this money. With your lame potion level, you can still Can you find another village that is willing to support you? Can you still retire?"

Gama's mind was in a state of confusion, but she let go of her hand involuntarily.

The man with the goatee snorted, looked at the attendant, and cut his throat.

The valet nodded, his face stern, and the dagger rubbed against Rose's neck.

Pop!

At this moment, Ross exerted his strength to break free, throwing off the person who restrained him with a strong force.

He jumped up and squeezed the squire's dagger-wielding palm.

In the other's shocked eyes ~IndoMTL.com~ Ross turned expressionless.

Click!

"Ah!"

The valet screamed while clutching his broken wrist.

However, before he could make a second sound, Ross quickly pulled out the dagger hidden in his waist, stabbed it into the man's abdomen at once, and pulled it up without hesitation.

Crackling...the intestines fell to the ground in an instant.

The disembodied body fell to the ground, only twitching, and the eyes widened, frozen in fear.

The ruthless expression on the goatee man's face instantly turned into panic, and he stumbled back, trying his best to stay away from Ross, who was covered in blood and expressionless.

Ross didn't change his face and was about to continue killing people when Zhou Jing's voice suddenly came from the woods.

"Okay."

Ross immediately stopped and stood still.

Everyone present looked at Ross in horror, but no one dared to move. They were all frightened by the aggressive Ross.

At this time, Zhou Jingcai Shi Shiran walked out of the woods.

He didn't show up at first because his identity as a hunter of alien beasts was too intimidating. It is estimated that people would be afraid when he came out.

So he simply hid and let Ross, who had already established the image of a "fool", be the bait to seduce the group and catch fish.

I watched the situation secretly, to see the actions and attitudes of these people, and at the same time, be careful.

Unexpectedly, there is a real gain. As a buyer, this goatee man is even more excited than Jiama, and he is so decisive... I am afraid it is not so simple.

"Looks like we have a lot to talk about."

Zhou Jing squinted at the man with the goatee and Jiama, whose faces changed dramatically, with a profound meaning.