In the alley, Wei Fan stood up feeling refreshed. The weakness brought on by the previous depletion of his qi and blood was completely gone, replaced by a surging power throughout his body.
Four years of cultivation in the sixth level of the Golden Bell Shield. His predecessor's martial arts talent was definitely good.
Because he had heard the yamen runners say that many constables had only reached the third level of the Golden Bell Shield after seven or eight years of cultivation.
"Let's see what the sixth level of the Golden Bell Shield can do!"
With a thought, a faint golden light emanated from Wei Fan's body, like a thin film attached to him.
He extended a finger and pressed, and the film was hard, bouncing his finger back.
In this world full of demons and evil spirits, the cultivation methods passed down by the yamen were not given out carelessly.
The Blood Fiend Saber Technique was for slaying demons, and the Golden Bell Shield protected the body, allowing these yamen runners to be both offensive and defensive when facing evil spirits.
"I'm only at the sixth level. It's said that at the Ninth Level of the Golden Bell Shield, the true qi will form a large golden bell outside the body. This thin film is just the initial stage."
If he had any remaining cultivation, he would have liked to raise the Golden Bell Shield to the Ninth Level in one go, but unfortunately, it was all used up.
It was also at this time that Zhou Qi, who had left, returned with a group of yamen runners and began to clean up the bodies of Yang Jun and the other two.
None of the yamen runners spoke to Wei Fan. Their eyes, while looking at him, held a mixture of shock and regret.
Yang Jun was nothing, and even the Fierce Tiger Gang was nothing. What was truly terrifying was the tiger demon behind the Fierce Tiger Gang.
After the bodies were dealt with, Zhou Qi and Wei Fan continued to patrol the streets.
He did not betray Wei Fan. When he reported to the yamen, he reported according to Wei Fan's words.
"How about... we go back to the yamen?"
After walking for a while, Zhou Qi suddenly spoke.
It was too quiet. It was understandable that the yamen didn't react, as they were all colleagues and wouldn't go too far openly. They had to consider others even if they didn't consider Wei Fan. But how could even the Fierce Tiger Gang have no reaction?
After such a long time, the Fierce Tiger Gang should have received the news that Yang Jun and the other two were killed.
"Isn't patrolling the streets our duty? Why go back to the yamen!"
Wei Fan shook his head and continued patrolling. It wasn't until lunchtime that the two returned to the office to eat.
"You don't need to patrol this afternoon. Someone is missing in Wuli Village. You, Wang Gui, and Qiu Ping go investigate and see if it's the work of demons!"
After eating, Constable Li Shen called Wei Fan over.
This Constable Li Shen was the same constable who had let Yang Jun go yesterday.
"Okay!"
Wei Fan nodded and quickly rushed to Wuli Village with two colleagues named Wang Gui and Qiu Ping.
Li Shen watched the three of them leave from the doorway until their backs disappeared before returning to the office.
Wei Fan wasn't very familiar with these two. When he joined the yamen, they had already been yamen runners for several years, and they usually didn't have much interaction, the kind where you knew each other by sight.
Along the way, Wang Gui and Qiu Ping also didn't speak to Wei Fan. The two walked behind, and Wei Fan walked in front. If they weren't wearing the same yamen runner uniforms, people would have thought the two were escorting Wei Fan.
Wuli Village, named because it was exactly five li away from Cloud City, appeared in Wei Fan's sight after walking for about half an hour.
The village wasn't large, looking to be about seventy or eighty households. Upon reaching the village entrance, Wei Fan found that almost every house was closed, and there wasn't a single person walking around in the village.
As he stepped into the village, an even stronger stench assaulted his nose.
"Where should we go, you two?"
Wei Fan turned around and asked Wang Gui and Qiu Ping, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
"Go straight ahead!"
The yamen runner named Wang Gui pointed with his hand, his face full of smiles. He turned and exchanged glances with Qiu Ping, both of them showing satisfaction in their eyes.
After passing through the village, a decent small courtyard quickly appeared before them.
"This is the family that reported the case. You go in and ask, and also learn how to handle this kind of thing. We'll go around and ask others."
Qiu Ping and Wang Gui stopped more than ten or twenty meters away from the courtyard and told Wei Fan to go alone.
"Okay!"
Wei Fan nodded, enduring the foul stench.
This small courtyard seemed to be the source of the foul odor. Upon reaching here, the stench seemed to suffocate people.
Wei Fan originally intended to knock on the door, but upon closer inspection, he found that the courtyard door was actually ajar.
"Is anyone there?"
Saying this, he stepped inside.
Bang!
Just as he stepped over the threshold, a strong gust of wind suddenly blew, slamming the door shut.
"Have you finally arrived? It's been a long time since I've eaten the flesh of a yamen runner. You yamen runners have practiced martial arts, and even if you haven't cultivated true qi, your flesh is stronger than ordinary people's, and your qi and blood are abundant, making you very nourishing."
A deep voice sounded, and the air seemed to ripple with the sound.
Wei Fan followed the sound and saw a huge tiger lying on a large stone slab in the corner of the courtyard, its eyes fixed on him with excitement.
Wei Fan's gaze continued to sweep around and found many human bones piled around the large stone slab. Some still had bloodstains, while others had already turned into white bones.
"Are you one of the tiger demons behind the Fierce Tiger Gang?"
Wei Fan naturally knew the rumors that there was more than one tiger demon behind the Fierce Tiger Gang. He focused his gaze on the large tiger in front of him, confirming that it was this tiger that had just spoken.
He slowly walked over. As he approached, new content appeared on the panel before him:
[Tiger Demon: Initial Stage First Grade, can speak human language, feeds on humans!]
[Kill it can get five years of cultivation!]
Killing Yang Jun only yielded three years of cultivation, and such a large tiger demon only gave five years of cultivation?
When the tiger demon heard Wei Fan's words, a hint of joy actually appeared in its eyes: "Good guts. Tiger Lord has eaten countless people, and you are the first to see me and not run or scream for mercy. Hard bones are more interesting to chew!"
Wei Fan smiled faintly and said, "Is screaming for mercy useful? If it is, I don't mind shouting a few times."
"Useless. Tiger Lord will definitely eat you. The flesh of yamen runners is much tastier than the flesh of others."
The tiger demon was startled, realizing that he wasn't afraid because he had accepted his fate: "You are somewhat interesting. If Jiang Chuan hadn't sent you here, I would have kept you by my side to do things for me."
Wei Fan narrowed his eyes and continued to move forward: "So I didn't shout and came here voluntarily. Maybe you'll give me a quick death later."
The tiger demon slowly got up and nodded: "You're really sensible. Of all the people I've eaten, you're the most obedient. When the others were eaten, their guts were scared out of them, and their flesh was bitter. I'll give you a quick death later, first bite off your neck..."
The last word, "zi," did not come out. All the tiger demon saw was a golden saber light.
"True qi?"
"Roar!"
The tiger demon's eyes were filled with horror. It wanted to jump up to avoid it, but the saber strike was too fast. Its body jumped away, but its head remained in place.
With a splat, a string of blood splattered in the air, and the large tiger head fell to the ground with a thud.
Bones flew and shattered, crushed by the tiger demon's huge body!
[Killed the tiger demon, gained five years of cultivation!]
"You talk so much, you're quite interesting too. So I'll cut off your neck first and give you a quick death."
Wei Fan sheathed his saber, bent down, and picked up the tiger demon's head.
An Initial Stage First Grade tiger demon is this weak?
But then again, Initial Stage First Grade, it's only just qualified to be called a demon, and its abilities are not great.
"Using true qi instead of qi and blood, the Blood Fiend Saber Technique is quite powerful. This tiger demon is so large, yet there wasn't much resistance when cutting it."
Wei Fan carried the tiger demon's head and checked several rooms, finding no other tiger demons, only a lot of human bones in each room.
It seemed that this was just one of the strongholds of the tiger demon behind the Fierce Tiger Gang.
After finishing his inspection, he stepped out of the courtyard.
Outside the courtyard, Qiu Ping and Wang Gui were still standing in their original positions.
"Wei Fan should be dead, right? I heard Tiger Ninth Lord's roar!"
"Young people don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Killing the Fierce Tiger Gang's branch master's brother-in-law, he deserves to die. If he didn't die, we would have been in trouble too."
"Yeah, thankfully Constable Li went to find Jiang Chuan in time and voluntarily pushed Wei Fan out."
"This kid, he even followed us here foolishly. At first, I thought he would run away on the road, but I didn't expect him to not even react when he entered that courtyard."
"He's indeed a bit foolish!"
"Huh... I didn't hear Wei Fan's screams. Why isn't Tiger Ninth Lord torturing him a bit before..."
Qiu Ping couldn't finish the rest of his sentence.
He saw Wei Fan, whom he thought would die in the courtyard, walking towards them step by step, carrying a tiger head with eyes that couldn't close in death.