Capsize in the Gutter

Chapter 718: Capsized in the Ditch

The old cow looked at him, then looked at Long Qilin who was cowering behind him, and couldn't help but chuckled, "Si Da Cuo couldn't beat me, so he asked for help. No matter what help you have, you can't do anything to me. Are you here to help Si Da Cuo?"

"Stupid big fool?"

Qin Mu was slightly startled: "Are you talking about Fatty Long?"

"Brother, I'm sorry for offending you just now, please forgive me."

Qin Mu followed the proper etiquette and asked, "Excuse me, is the farmer here?"

The old cow scratched the scales on its belly, making a rustling sound. Those were dragon scales. Qin Mu then noticed that this old cow was indeed somewhat similar to the blue cow of Bashan Jijiu. They both seemed to be dragon species, and both had lumps of flesh all over their bodies.

However, the green cow's hobbies are eating peony flowers, liking flowers and plants, and showing off his muscles, while the old cow is holding a hookah and smoking a water pipe, and he likes to drink tea while smoking.

"Could this old cow have any connection with the green cow?" he thought to himself.

The old cow blew out a smoke ring, glanced at him, and said, "You look so young, you probably don't recognize my master. Who are you, and what do you want from my master?"

Qin Mu smiled and said, "I am a disciple of the Woodcutter Heavenly Master, one of the four Heavenly Masters of Kaihuang Heaven. I have met the two of them, the Fisherman and the Woodcutter, but I have never met the other two Heavenly Masters. Can you introduce them to me, Brother Dao?"

"The master is just a farmer, what is there to see?"

The old cow poured out the water pipe and said, "A few days ago, a woodcutter came to find him and was beaten by him. He lay in the rotten ditch at the entrance of the village for a month without moving. Since you are the woodcutter's disciple, you can just call me senior brother. There is no need to call me brother."

"A woodcutter?"

Qin Mu was shocked: "Teacher Qiaofu was injured? He hasn't moved for a month? Which village is he in?"

The old cow stood up, put its front hooves on the ground, swung its tail, and said, "I'll take you there, but don't even think about getting him out. I said, let this guy rot in the gutter. Anyone who dares to get him out will be hit by my three punches. If I hit him three times, I can make three holes in the sky!"

Qin Mu called Long Qilin, who was somewhat reluctant and very afraid of the old cow. However, the old cow was very open-minded and said with a smile: "Big dog, you don't have to be afraid of me. You are still young. When you grow up, you will be able to beat me."

Long Qilin's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Fake."

The old cow drank up the tea on the stone table, rolled up its tongue, and the teacup and teapot disappeared. It walked forward calmly, "You are too young. With your small body, even if I practice for another thousand years, I can still kill three with one hoof. Not to mention you, I have killed more real dragons and unicorns than I can count. Our village is not far ahead, it's a small mountain village."

Long Qilin was dejected.

Qin Mu smiled and said, "Brother Niu, although Fatty Long is still young, he should not be underestimated. I taught him the Ancestral Dragon Great Mysterious Art, a divine art at the level of the Emperor's Throne. His cultivation has improved rapidly, and he may surpass you in the future."

"My name is Niu Sanduo."

The old cow shook its tail and said, "The key to a martial art is not strength, but whether it is your own. His martial art is not your own, and he has the blood of a Qilin. The Ancestral Dragon Taixuan Gong should be the martial art of the dragon clan, right? He can only cultivate half of it, and the remaining half is full of loopholes. It's surprising that he can beat me. If you don't walk your own path, it's useless to practice any martial arts."

Qin Mu's heart was moved: "This Senior Brother Niu Sanduo's vision and knowledge are far greater than many gods and demons. It seems that the Farmer Heavenly Master is worthy of being a Martial Heavenly Master. He can train a cow to this level. He is not inferior to the Lord of a Realm like Fu Ri Luo."

They came to a small mountain village in Daxu, about six or seven miles away from the rice fields.

Qin Mu looked at the scenery of the mountain village. He saw that this small mountain village was beautiful, leaning against the mountain, with clear springs flowing down from the green mountain, which was very picturesque. However, there were only a hundred families in the village, but there was not a single stone statue.

"Look for yourself and see if the person lying in the gutter is your teacher." The old cow shook his butt and walked into the village.

Qin Mu came to the gutter at the entrance of the village and saw a man lying on his back in the stinky ditch, his face turned pale from being soaked in the stinky water.

The stench in the sewer was disgusting, and the man dressed as a woodcutter had his hands and feet broken, and it seemed that many other bones in his body were also broken. Only the skull was still intact.

Qin Mu watched for a moment, and the man lying in the gutter finally noticed him. He turned over with a splash and buried his face in the stinky water. There were a few rotten cabbage leaves hanging in his hair, and a chicken bone that had been gnawed clean was stuck in his butt.

Qin Mu squatted beside the stinking ditch and said leisurely, "Teacher, why are you so embarrassed that you capsized in the ditch?"

The woodcutter sage turned over again with a plop, his stubble whitened by the soaking, and said slowly: "There are unexpected changes in the weather, the wind is strong and the waves are high, so the boat capsized."

Qin Mu laughed and said, "Teacher, can you get out of the ditch?"

"My bones are all broken, my cultivation is sealed, and I can't struggle anymore."

Qin Mu asked again: "Does the teacher have a grudge against Wu Dou Tianshi?"

The woodcutter sage said, “We have never gotten along.”

Qin Mu nodded, stood up, walked towards the village, and said loudly: "Qin Mu, the 107th generation grandson of Kaihuang, Qin Fengqing, wants to see Wu Dou Tianshi!"

The farmers and farm women in the village stopped their work and looked at him. A burly but short elderly farmer was brushing the mane on the neck of an old cow. Hearing this, his ears moved and he also looked at Qin Mu.

Qin Mu led Long Qilin into the village. There was no sound around them, only a hundred or so people staring at them.

Long Qilin was terrified. He took small steps and followed Qin Mu closely. He lowered his voice and said, "Master, there is something strange in this village. Except for the old farmer, there are no old people or children here. They are all young people..."

Qin Mu looked ahead with a smile on his face, walked towards the old cow and the short but strong old farmer, and whispered: "Long Pang has grown up and can actually notice these details. It is indeed a bit strange that there are only young and strong people in the village but no old people and children."

"Could it have been eaten by the old cow?" Long Qilin said with a shudder.

Qin Mu took off the willow leaf on his forehead, scanned the surroundings with the third eye between his eyebrows, and shook his head, saying, "Of course not. The reason why there are no old people is because they will never grow old. How can gods grow old?"

"god?"

Long Qilin was startled and looked around timidly. Hundreds of people in the small mountain village were staring at them. Could it be that all the people in this village were gods or demons?

"The leader's teacher comes here to fight. He is really like an old man hanging himself. He is tired of living!" Long Qilin said in his heart.

In the sight of Qin Mu's third eye, the villagers' respective divine treasures and heavenly palaces emerged, and their divine bridges were complete, extending from the divine treasures and directly reaching the heavenly palace.

In the heavenly palaces of these villagers, unusually tall and majestic spirits stood in the depths of the palaces. He could not see the exact locations of their spirits in the heavenly palaces, but he could tell that the one with the lowest cultivation level among these people was also at Yaotai!

He looked at the old farmer, but he couldn't see through his cultivation level at all. Even the old cow couldn't see through it!

"Old Cow said that Fatty Long could not compete with him even after practicing for a thousand years. It seems to be true."

Qin Mu pasted the willow leaves in place, came to the old cow and the old farmer, bowed and said: "Qin Mu, son of the Kaihuang Qin family, pays homage to the Wudou Tianshi."

The old farmer had deep wrinkles on his face and his skin was dark with a red tint, looking exposed to the wind and sun. His hands had bulging veins and thick knuckles, making him look very powerful.

His eye sockets were sunken, his eyelids drooped, and he continued to brush the old cow's fur, saying in a loud voice: "There is no martial arts master here, we are all farmers, you have found the wrong person."

Qin Mu smiled and said, "Since Wu Dou Tianshi is unwilling to admit his identity, then the man in the gutter is my teacher. Can I take him away?"

The old farmer clenched his fist heavily, and rumbling thunder erupted. Qin Mu looked up, but saw that the sky suddenly became dark, with lightning and thunder. Lightning tore through the sky, and he could vaguely see a fist as big as a black mountain appear in the sky.

"If you want to take the old charlatan away, take three punches from me first!"

The old farmer glanced at him and shook his head, saying, "Your body can't eat that."

Qin Mu calmed himself down, retracted his gaze, and said, "As the strongest of the four great heavenly masters, will the Heavenly Master embarrass the younger generation of the Qin family?"

The old farmer stretched out his fist and continued to brush the cow's hair, saying calmly: "Is the bloodline of Kaihuang so great? Some of Kaihuang's children did evil things back then, and I beat several of them to death. Among the Four Heavenly Masters, I am not the first one. What's the use of force? I am not as good as that talker in the gutter."

Qin Mu's heart skipped a beat and a drop of cold sweat appeared on his temple. He even dared to beat to death the children of Kaihuang?

This martial arts master is really bold!

"What will Master Wu Dou want in exchange for letting Master Qiaofu go?"

Qin Mu suddenly said seriously: "The Jianghu has its own rules, and the imperial court has its own rules. Since we are in the Jianghu, we should follow the rules! Qin Mu, the junior, has come to rescue the teacher, and I hope the Heavenly Master will give me some advice!"

The old farmer raised his drooping eyelids and laughed, "The rules of the underworld? Great! I want to see how much skills the eloquent man has taught you! The wretched woodcutter became the number one of the four great celestial masters by his eloquence. You shouldn't have only learned his eloquence, right?"

Qin Mu laughed loudly, his clothes fluttering in the wind, "I am ashamed to say that since I debuted, I have always solved problems with my fists. I have never lost to anyone in all the fighting!"

The old farmer looked him up and down and sneered, "You haven't even cultivated your martial spirit. Your fists have energy but no spirit. You are a useless fellow, but your mouth is loud. Someone, open the Bullfighting Palace!"

In the mountain village, farmers and farm women stood up one after another, shouted in unison, and punched out.

The mountains behind the village were moved away by a punch from the gods, and the space was torn apart, revealing a vast palace in the sky. That palace was located in the vast heavens.

The heavens opened, the sun and the moon hung high, the stars were shining brightly, and there was actually a not-so-small country inside.

"Let's go to the Bullfighting Palace, follow the rules of the martial arts world!"

The old farmer laughed and said, "Beat him to death!"

Qin Mu's scalp tingled. Long Qilin turned around quietly and tried to slip away, but Qin Mu stepped on his tail, scaring Long Qilin so much that he almost fainted.

————The woodcutter raised his axe in the gutter: I can still ask for monthly tickets~