Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 67: It’s on fire

Tangzhi’s husband used to be a confidant of the Chamber of Commerce.

I live in a high-class courtyard, and my neighbors are all famous people in the chamber of commerce.

The original family is gone.

Some people followed and left.

Many of those who were not taken away were moved to other places.

Most of the dozens of yards have lost their owners.

One of the houses.

Lu Tong lay on the bare wooden bed and gasped: "Come here and help me clean the wound."

Tang Zhi is still in shock.

Just now, Lu Tong burst into the door with wounds all over his body and a black head.

Don't say anything, just lead the mother and daughter out.

Until now, Tang Zhi doesn’t know what happened.

Tang Zhi walked to the bed, took a close look, and suddenly turned pale.

A **** mess.

There was a **** hole the size of an egg on his right shoulder. The bones were broken and stubbles pierced the flesh. His arms were drooped beside the bed.

The chest was covered with blood, and the skin and flesh were torn apart, like a big spider web.

On both calves, the tender red flesh was covered with wounds.

It looked even more miserable than her husband's death.

"You, how long can you live?"

Lu Tong was being tortured by waves of severe pain, and the anger in his chest was instantly detonated.

"Get out! I won't even die if you die!"

A mouthful of bruises was breathed out.

Tang Zhi was startled and hurriedly searched for a long time, but couldn't find even a piece of cloth.

Finally, he rolled up his sleeves and carefully wiped away the blood on Lu Tong's mouth.

"I'm sorry, I don't know how to treat wounds, what should I do?"

Lu Tong closed his eyes and his chest rose and fell slowly.

Dian Si'er, Da Han, Er Hu, even if Niu Da Zi is here, they are all more sensible than this woman.

It's a pity that they are not here.

There is only Tangzhi and a little girl here.

After a while, Lu Tong opened his eyes and said: "Go and see if there is a pot in the kitchen to boil hot water and make medicinal soup."

"Okay."

Not long after Tang Zhi left, he came back and said: "There is a pot, but there is no firewood. How about I go home and get it?"

"Don't!"

When I rushed out of the fire scene, there were several pairs of eyes around me.

Although his face was burnt black, someone must have noticed these tiger claws.

Zheng Jinpeng must have known it was him.

Lu Tong looked left and right, raised his left hand vigorously, and pointed to the opposite side of the bed.

Tang Zhi’s daughter is sitting there.

"No, we can't let the naughty boy go!"

Lu Tong threw a long sword expressionlessly, sighed and said: "Burn the chair."

"Yes! Why didn't I think of that."

Tangzhi quickly walked over to pick up the sword, picked up a chair and walked out of the room.

……

Time flies.

Half a month later.

Lu Tong stood by the water tank, looking at the reflection on the water, frowning.

Wide mouth, high nose bridge, big eyes.

Not bad.

Bald head, bald eyebrows, bald eyelids.

It's ugly.

The golden flame that Lao Kang released before his death was very strange.

Any place that has been exposed to flames will feel painful and itchy.

After the pain and itching subsided, hair loss, runny nose, and hoarse voice began.

Now, Lu Tong was naked from head to toe, without a single hair on his body.

Tang Zhi came over and said: "The bamboo hats and cloth boots are ready."

Lu Tong nodded.

These days, except for a trip to Tangzhi's house to pick up things, the three of them have never gone out.

I don’t know what’s going on outside.

The contents of the storage ring are almost finished.

Today is the middle of the month.

After making an appointment with Erhu, Lu Tong was going to go out.

Putting on the wide boots and taking a few steps, I felt uncomfortable all over.

I am used to being barefoot, but I am not used to wearing boots.

Lu Tong shook his head and put on his hat.

"Gone."

"Come back soon."

……

Midnight, near Caixiang Tower.

Lu Tong squatted at the intersection.

A familiar figure came out of Caixiang Tower, and he quickly followed.

"Two Tigers!"

Erhu stopped.

Lu Tong looked around and was about to walk over.

Suddenly, Erhu shot a cold arrow from his side.

He turned over his hand and took out the molten gold stick, knocked the arrow away with one blow, and shouted in a low voice: "It's me! Why are you so crazy!"

Erhu held the three-eyed flying crossbow and glanced twice, still very wary.

"Boss?"

Lu Tong sighed and took off his hat.

Under the moonlight, the bare head is very eye-catching.

"Boss, why did you shave your head? Your voice is also dumb?"

"Speak somewhere else!"

In a small room.

"Boss, I thought you wouldn't come today."

Lu Tong took off his boots, sat down and said, "What's the news outside in the past half month?"

"Seven days ago, the second young master of Geng Mansion went to beat the eldest young master. I went with the gang leader."

The fight finally started.

Lu Tong breathed a sigh of relief.

Don't do anything again.

He even doubted whether Tong An and Zheng Jinpeng really had a conflict.

"Who won?"

"We won!"

"You?"

Lu Tong slapped him casually and lectured: "I'm asking you to find out the information, I'm not asking you to surrender to the enemy!"

"Boss, I was wrong."

Lu Tong shook his head, took a sip of cold water and said, "I started talking about it half a month ago."

Erhu recalled for a while and said:

"We came back from outside that night. The next day, I joined the Wild Dog Gang."

"There are many people in the Wild Dog Gang, most of whom used to be miners and now rob caravans."

"Boss, I feel like the people who robbed me that night were members of the Wild Dog Gang."

"When I first joined the gang, I heard that the second young master's men were killed. The gang leader asked him to find a tiger-clawed half-demon, saying he would be rewarded with a silver reward."

"I know, it must have been the boss!"

"After two days of searching, there was no news. The eldest young master's son was killed again."

Lu Tong was surprised: "What?"

"The eldest young master Tong An, his second son was killed when he returned from Caixiang Tower at night."

"Who did it?"

"Huh? Boss, you didn't kill him?"

"Of course not!"

Lu Tong frowned.

Did Zheng Jinpeng send someone to kill him?

Unlikely~IndoMTL.com~ Even if he wanted to avenge Lao Kang, he would not resort to such a deadly move.

After all, there is Master Geng above them.

Blood relatives and subordinates are completely different.

Is there anyone else who wants to muddy the water so that they can take advantage of it?

"Go on."

"Oh."

Erhu continued:

"Later the eldest young master and the second young master fell out. The eldest young master's caravan did not cooperate with the second young master."

"The second young master is looking for us, um, to find the Wild Dog Gang to fight the eldest young master."

"We had already won the battle, but Master Geng came out."

"Master Geng is a foundation-building monk, so he took a look at it from a distance. The eldest and second young masters immediately bowed their heads and admitted their mistake."

"So majestic!"

"Then I will follow the gang leader every day and go out to rob the young master's caravan."

"If I hadn't made an appointment to wait for the boss, I would still be outside now."

Lu Tong was silent for a moment and asked: "You, um, the Wild Dog Gang are following Zheng Jinpeng now?"

"Yes, the gang leader often goes to see the second young master."

"What is the strength of the gang leader?"

"They are all in the late stage of Qi training, but they are far worse than the boss."

"All? How many gang leaders?"

"Two, a monk and a dog demon. Humans are called "Can't Eat," and dogs are called "Never Starve to Death." The gang leader often said that after following the Second Young Master, he would change his name to "Can't Eat and Be Not Hungry."

It seems that Zheng Jinpeng is very short of manpower for such low-class guys.

Lu Tong thought for a moment.

Take out paper and pen, write a letter, hand it to Erhu and say: "Find a way to give the letter to Zheng Jinpeng without exposing yourself."

"Oh."

Erhu took the letter, folded it a few times and stuffed it into his waistband.