Chapter 169 The Evil Cultivators Who Can't Be Killed

Niu Dali was a tenant farmer from his ancestors. He was not as good as his name suggested. He was hunchbacked and looked like a shrimp. He was poor and smelled bad all over.

He was also lucky. He picked up a crazy woman outside a few years ago. He took her home and washed her casually, and left her in the warm quilt to give birth to a baby.

Unexpectedly, this crazy woman was so fertile that she gave birth to five children in succession and raised three of them.

The old Niu family finally had a child to carry on the family line, which made the bachelors in the village envious.

But there were five mouths to feed in the family. The rent for the land they rented had to be 70% of the rent. The government also had to collect taxes on the heads of people. In the past two years, they had to collect military rations for the war.

Unable to survive, Niu Dali took his wife and children, rolled up his only belongings, and fled from his hometown.

He had heard that there was an Anchang County in the south, and there was a Ding Qingtian in the county who loved the people like his own children.

Rather than waiting to die in his hometown, he might as well go to Anchang County to find a way to live.

But the Great Zhou Dynasty strictly prohibited the movement of the people. Traveling far away required a pass.

Without a pass, the government would arrest them as refugees.

You had to pay to redeem them. If you didn't have the money, you would be beaten and thrown into the dark mine to work.

How could Niu Dali get a pass? In order to avoid the soldiers, he had to cross mountains and ridges and never dared to take the main road.

He encountered ferocious beasts several times on the road, but fortunately these beasts were much more friendly than the government officials.

As long as the beasts were full, they would not hurt people much. Just don't provoke them.

He finally arrived in Anchang County with his family and found that this place was really as rumored, a paradise on earth.

The officials and officials here were very friendly.

They had met officials several times, but they didn't insult them, beat them, or arrest them as refugees.

Niu Dali felt a sense of happiness in his heart, and he saw hope in life again.

Niu Dali built a thatched hut outside a village to settle down temporarily.

They also rented more than ten acres of land, and the rent here is only 50% at most.

Seeds and farm tools are all borrowed, and the principal and interest are returned during the autumn harvest.

The most difficult period is from spring plowing to autumn harvest. There are so many mouths to feed, and the grass in the field is not enough for them to eat.

Just when their family of five was chewing weeds and tree roots, a tenant from the same village, Sanlaizi, came to their house mysteriously.

"Niu Dali, lend me your wife to sleep for one night, and I will tell you a chance to make a fortune."

Niu Dali was about to get angry, and Sanlaizi said again:

"You can earn two buckets of rice every month, you should think it over carefully, if you don't agree, I will find someone else."

"Two buckets of rice every month, there are many people willing, but your family has a crazy woman, I still look down on it."

Sanlaizi turned around and was about to leave, and Niu Dali hurriedly grabbed his sleeve.

"Are you telling the truth? Are there really two dou of rice?"

"Of course it's true, how can I lie to you!" Sanlaizi vowed.

"Okay, don't lie to me. If you sleep with my wife for nothing, you have to give me two dou of rice."

Immediately, Niu Dali found an excuse and took the three children to work in the fields, leaving Sanlaizi and the crazy woman alone at home.

After a round of wandering outside, Sanlaizi had already finished his work and sat at the door of his house in silence, looking unfathomable.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see that person."

Sanlaizi really didn't lie to Niu Dali. From then on, he could get two dou of rice every month, and his family of five finally had a place to stay.

After the autumn colors, he got another cultivation method, which seemed to be called something like blood secrets. Anyway, he couldn't read, so others taught him to practice.

It is said that after practicing this method successfully, one can become an immortal, live forever, and have the ability to move mountains and fill the sea.

He had no interest in immortality. He would be exhausted if he farmed every day for decades. He would be exhausted if he farmed for hundreds or thousands of years.

What he was most interested in was that he was as strong as an ox and could plow more land. He heard that he didn't need to eat after becoming an immortal. How much food could he save?

He didn't know if the legend was true.

Anyway, since he started practicing, he not only didn't get rid of the bad habit of eating every day, but he ate more and more.

His strength increased a lot.

Fortunately, the man who taught them the exercises was a kind man and gave him a lot of food so that he could eat as much as he wanted.

After eating and drinking every day, Niu Dali sighed that he had made the wisest choice in his life and came to Anchang County.

Otherwise, how could he have such a good life now.

As the days passed, Niu Dali felt that his strength had increased greatly. He didn't feel tired even when pulling the plow to plow one or two acres of land.

After living for decades, he finally lived up to the name Niu Dali.

Seeing that life was getting better day by day, and finally having hope in life, Niu Dali even thought about whether to marry a more beautiful wife.

However, there are unexpected events in life, and people are subject to misfortunes at any time.

One night, a group of soldiers rushed into the house like wolves and tigers, and tied up all five members of their family.

"Official, I am a good citizen!"

"You are a cultist who practices evil skills, and you dare to say you are a good citizen!"

The soldiers kicked Niu Dali, tied the five members of his family to a rope, and led them out of the house like dragging animals.

Niu Dali never understood how he joined the cult and became a cultist?

He had been farming honestly. Except for stealing melons from the west field, stealing eggs from the richest man's house, and touching the buttocks of San Laizi's wife... he had never done anything bad.

The soldiers not only arrested the five members of their family, but he saw that San Laizi's family was also tied up.

Seeing San Lezi's unlucky look, Niu Dali finally felt more balanced.

The officers and soldiers arrested many people like them along the way and tied them up with ropes.

They were all led a long way, and those who couldn't walk were beaten with whips, kicked with feet, and hit with the backs of swords.

In the end, they were all locked up in a large prison. The officers and soldiers took them out in batches, but those people never came back.

Niu Dali guessed that he was probably beheaded.

He was a little scared at first, but later he figured it out and wasn't scared anymore.

At least he enjoyed happiness before he died. He had enough to eat for a year or two, and his life was worth it.

It’s just that the three children are too young and have not yet reached adulthood.

Only the crazy woman is still confused and sometimes she still giggles.

Finally one day, it was Niu Dali's turn.

Officers and soldiers took away more than 100 people at a time and locked them in a large room.

There are many strange patterns painted on the floor and around the room.

The officers and soldiers threw them into the room and retreated, then closed the thick door...

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On Er Gouzi's side, he asked Sun Wangcai to follow the clues to investigate the cult, but the progress was slow and he still hasn't been able to catch a big fish.

But the county magistrate is like a divine help. In recent years, he has been able to capture a large number of evil cultivators every few months or a year.

Thousands, or even thousands, of people could be captured each time.

Ding Qingtian, who used to be too kind and soft-hearted, showed no mercy towards these cultists and killed them all.

In Ding Qingtian's words, only good people are the citizens of Anchang County.

Those evil cultivators brought harm to Anchang County and were his lifelong enemies. He was at odds with the evil cultivators.

In order to protect the good people of Anchang County, he would not hesitate to kill many people and stain his hands with blood.

Ergouzi could only lament that he was inferior to Magistrate Ding's courage and efficiency.

However, there is one thing that has always puzzled Er Gouzi.

The county government is making such great efforts to arrest the evil cultivators. It seems that they will never be able to kill all the evil cultivators. They kill more and more evil cultivators.

Evil cultivators are like leeks in spring, they pop up one after another and can never be harvested.

And he has been to other counties, but there are not many arrests there, but there are not many evil cultivators.

After all, after experiencing the last Tao Xuan Secret Hidden, the evil cultivators' vitality was severely damaged and they have all disappeared, and not a few of them can be seen.

Another point is that the supply of blood pills in the black market is abundant and the prices are low, compared with those during previous droughts.

With so many doubts, Ergouzi could only let Sun Wangcai continue to investigate secretly.

Sun Wangcai has been working very hard to investigate evil cultivators, spending a lot of manpower and material resources from his employer every year, but progress is slow.

Especially compared with the efficiency of the county government, Sun Wangcai is almost standing still.

Sun Wangcai is anxious and unsure of himself every day, feeling like a waste.

Although his boss didn't dislike him, he himself felt very shameless.

On this day, he followed a clue to follow a messenger, walked a long mountain road, and finally saw the messenger meeting another person.

When he saw the other evil cultivator, Sun Wangcai had a very familiar feeling.

This pig kidney face seems to have been seen somewhere.

This face shape is so unique and unforgettable.

He thought for a long time and finally remembered.

The last time he found a cult den, there was a cult leader with a pig-kidney face.

But they took action a step too late. The county government officers and soldiers captured all the dens, and all the evil cultivators inside were taken back to the county government and killed.

He was hiding nearby at the time and saw with his own eyes this young man with a pig-kidney face being tied up and taken away by officers and soldiers.

Logically speaking, he should be dead.