The result was the last thing Greenwater Beggar wanted to see, but He Jiaqing’s cultivation level was too high. Despite being in a dire situation, he managed to escape the moths’ encirclement with agile movements, leaving no chance for the moths to lay their eggs.
There was no other choice, Greenwater Beggar controlled the moths to block He Jiaqing’s escape route.
He Jiaqing leaped into the corridor of the workers’ dormitory, trying to get as close as possible to the sleeping workers.
Seeing the right moment, Greenwater Beggar prepared to detonate all the moths.
A fine fishing net descended from the dormitory rooftop, capturing all the moths. Before Greenwater Beggar could detonate, the net caught fire first, burning all the moths into charred smoke.
Who used a Magical Treasure?
Was it Duan Shuqun?
Duan Shuqun didn’t have such an ability; Greenwater Beggar’s pus moths were very clever, even He Jiaqing struggled to deal with them. This net took all the moths cleanly, such a level of a Magical Treasure couldn’t be handled by a land patcher.
Greenwater Beggar stood downstairs and gazed toward the rooftop of the dormitory.
There was no movement on the rooftop, a middle-aged man walked out from the hallway, wearing overalls, yellow rubber shoes, a white towel draped over his shoulder, holding an enamel cup with a toothbrush and toothpaste inside.
At first glance, he seemed like a worker waking up to wash.
Duan Shuqun peeked his head from a cement pipe, stole a glance outside, then quickly withdrew his head.
He had seen this person before; although they were strangers, he knew the person’s identity.
This is the Local Deity of Black Stone Slope, Tang Shijiang!
Is Tang Shijiang’s arrival good news for He Jiaqing?
Duan Shuqun couldn’t tell, but for Greenwater Beggar, it certainly wasn’t a good thing.
Tang Shijiang asked Greenwater Beggar: "What are you here for?"
Greenwater Beggar pointed to He Jiaqing in the dormitory corridor and laughed, "I’m here for him, nothing to do with you."
Tang Shijiang frowned: "Are you kidding me? Coming to my place, and you’re saying it’s none of my concern?"
Greenwater Beggar said: "I guarantee I only want his life, I won’t indiscriminately kill innocents."
Tang Shijiang squeezed some toothpaste onto his brush and, while brushing his teeth, asked: "How valuable is your guarantee? Lives in Black Stone Slope are precious, can you afford them?"
Greenwater Beggar rubbed his nose, suddenly blew out a blob of snot, and threw it toward Tang Shijiang.
Tang Shijiang, as he was brushing his teeth, spat out a patch of white foam wrapping the snot, dissolving it, letting it fall to the ground becoming a pool of water.
"You’re disgusting! You can’t use paper to blow your nose?" Tang Shijiang tossed over a stack of paper, the sheets spread mid-air, twirling and flying, varying speeds, each aiming for Green Flower.
Greenwater Beggar remained unflustered, sneezed on the spot, saliva flying around, knocking the papers down one by one, except for one sheet which brushed past Greenwater Beggar’s cheek, leaving a scar on his face.
During this time, Tang Shijiang crouched beside a tap, rinsed his mouth, washed his face, and dried his face with a towel.
Greenwater Beggar laughed, he enjoyed sparring with Tang Shijiang, win or lose, it was indeed exhilarating.
But now wasn’t the time, as his target was He Jiaqing, fighting Tang Shijiang now would be a big favor to He Jiaqing.
Green Flower swung his Begging Bowl at Tang Shijiang, then suddenly vanished.
Tang Shijiang turned back to He Jiaqing, beckoning him to come down from the dormitory.
He Jiaqing came to Tang Shijiang, just about to clasp his fists in gratitude, Tang Shijiang waved his hand saying, "Don’t thank me, I don’t want to protect you; leave quickly, don’t cause trouble in my territory."
"Senior, I’ll leave after recuperating a bit."
"Didn’t you understand?" Tang Shijiang’s expression turned cold.
When Greenwater Beggar was pursuing He Jiaqing, he ran into the workers’ dormitory, trying to use workers to block Greenwater Beggar, this act greatly disgusted Tang Shijiang.
He Jiaqing said no more, swiftly leaving the Night-blooming Jasmine Newspaper Agency.
Tang Shijiang knocked on the cement pipe, saying to Duan Shuqun: "You are a native of Black Stone Slope, I’ll spare you once, but remember, everyone’s life is a life, no one’s life is more precious than another, don’t use others’ lives as your shield.
Sit in this cement pipe for a night and reflect, don’t come out before dawn."
Duan Shuqun indeed dared not come out, not only before dawn but also dared not move after dawn, until midday, when the sun was high, did Duan Shuqun cautiously crawl out of the cement pipe.
The printing workers just finished lunch, half-reading a newspaper, leisurely smoking and chatting.
Seeing Duan Shuqun, the workers were stunned for a long time; they hadn’t seen this big, dark man before.
Duan Shuqun chuckled dryly twice, hugging his arms, twisting his waist again.
...
He Jiaqing hid in a forest deep within the New Land, with wounds oozing pus, the ulceration spreading.
The most discomforting was that he just vomited blood, the blood mixed with pus.
This indicated the infection had spread to the internal organs.
How long could he hold on under these circumstances?
Although he bought his life from Zhang Gunli, under such conditions, he probably could only last a few days, wanting to fight Green Flower again, definitely no chance of winning.
To survive, it seemed only one option was left, He Jiaqing grabbed the button to contact Zhu Junlong.
"Jia Qing, how’s the situation?"
"It’s bad, Jun Long, you can visit Kang Zhenchang, inviting him would be best, if not, at least get a treatment method."
"Alright!" As soon as Zhu Junlong agreed, He Jiaqing hesitated again.