Chapter 86

Li Miao didn't speak, looked left and right, found a tree as thick as a person's embrace, and swept his hand across it.

Chirp—

With a crisp sound, he tore the entire bark off and spread it on the ground.

At the rate Yongjie was going, he wouldn't be finished by dawn. And it was clearly with some particularity, so Li Miao didn't find it appropriate to step forward to help.

Li Miao sat on the bark, leaned against the tree, crossed his arms, and closed his eyes to rest.

The sutras of transcendence were also quite hypnotic.

This wait lasted until the sun set behind the western mountains.

Li Miao opened his eyes and saw that Yongjie had finally dug a large pit that could accommodate five corpses.

And on his hands, the bones were already worn out at the fingertips.

Li Miao frowned.

There were divine healing arts in this world that could replenish flesh and blood, but all of them required extremely deep cultivation, at least a Pinnacle expert.

Yongjie was clearly a practitioner of fist and palm techniques, and ruining his hands like this would definitely affect his martial arts, and he might have to retreat to the second-rate.

Clearly, with his martial arts, he could have dug this pit in two or three strokes.

This didn't look like piety, but rather like intentional self-mutilation.

Li Miao stood up and walked to Yongjie's side.

"Master, is that about enough?"

"Thank you for waiting, Benefactor, it's almost done."

Yongjie finished speaking with his head down, stood up, and walked to the corpses.

He was silent for a long while, his lips moved, but no sound came out.

Yongjie carried the corpses into the bottom of the pit, knelt by the pile of soil he had dug, and scooped up a handful of soil with both hands, sprinkling it over the headless corpses.

He put his hands together, closed his eyes, and began to transcend again.

Li Miao waited for a while, Yongjie finished reciting the sutras, looked up, and smiled at Li Miao.

"Really sorry, this monk is done."

Li Miao said: "Master, let me do it for you, if you bury it handful by handful like this, you won't be finished by dawn tomorrow."

Yongjie thanked him: "That would be fine."

Li Miao raised his palm, Qi surged, and he was about to push the soil into the pit.

Just at this moment, he stopped and looked to the side.

"Old Bu?"

Before the words fell, someone drilled out of the forest, moving swiftly, and stood in front of Yongjie in an instant.

This person first looked at the bottom of the pit and let out a cold snort: "Hmph, consider yourselves lucky, you didn't fall into my hands!"

The corpses had no heads, but their figures and clothing could still be identified. Plus the number of people, it wasn't strange to be recognized.

After speaking, the man first looked at Yongjie and frowned.

"How... so familiar?"

Then, his gaze turned to Li Miao.

This wasn't to say he couldn't distinguish between primary and secondary, but Li Miao hadn't leaked a trace of Qi, and there were no signs of martial arts on his body, so he was placed last.

Looking at this, the man's face immediately sank: "Li Miao!?"

"Yo, Old Bu, have you eaten?"

Li Miao smiled and greeted him.

The person who came was Bu Lei, the Town-Pacifying Envoy of the Northern Town Faction of the Embroidered Uniform Guards.

These "Seven Monsters of Meishan" were encountered by him unintentionally, so he went up and killed two, and the rest ran away. He was too lazy to chase them.

But after he finished his errand and returned to the local government office to rest, he happened to run into the waiter of the small shop where Li Miao and Yongjie had eaten, who had come to report the case.

After Yongjie and Li Miao left, the waiter waited until there was no movement outside before daring to come out to check, only to see a ground full of blood and brains.

He ran to the nearby city to report to the officials, and while describing the situation, he happened to be heard by Bu Lei.

Bu Lei had no errands on hand now, so he came here, followed the bloodstains on the ground to find this place, thinking of cutting the weeds and eliminating the roots.

As a result, he ran into Li Miao.

He cursed secretly in his heart, put on an indifferent look, and said: "What are you doing here, is the errand in Qilu finished?"

"Does the Commander know you're here?"

Li Miao didn't answer at all, but looked him up and down and smiled: "None of your business."

"You!"

Li Miao's light sentence broke Bu Lei's defense, revealing his true form.

He said angrily: "Don't forget, logically speaking, you are still my subordinate!"

"Don't rely on the Commander protecting you and be so arrogant!"

When Li Miao reattached Liu Baiyun's severed arm, he once mentioned a colleague who didn't get along with him, and it was only after seeing him use this method to torture a prisoner that he lost the courage to compete with him.

This person was Bu Lei.

Back then, the position of Town-Pacifying Envoy of the Northern Town Faction was vacant, and according to Zhu Zai's meaning, he actually wanted Li Miao to do it.

But Bu Lei, who was also a Battalion Commander at the time, also wanted to be this Town-Pacifying Envoy.

Li Miao didn't want to be promoted because at the level of Town-Pacifying Envoy, one rarely did things personally, which was not conducive to the use of his golden finger.

But Bu Lei didn't know that, so he often came to find trouble with Li Miao.

The things that followed won't be mentioned, anyway, the first time Bu Lei became Town-Pacifying Envoy, he directly gave up Li Miao's Battalion Commander office, and usually avoided Li Miao, and even moved his detention room to the place farthest from Li Miao.

Counting it up, the two should have not seen each other for a year or two.

Bu Lei thought that Li Miao was getting old, and he had sat firmly in the position of Town-Pacifying Envoy, so he should give him some face.

Who would have thought that as soon as Li Miao opened his mouth, it was still the taste of the past—he didn't treat him as a person at all.

"You—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Li Miao raise his hand.

Bu Lei reflexively swallowed his words and shrank his neck.

"Alright, alright, get lost."

Li Miao waved at Bu Lei like driving away a fly.

Bu Lei's face changed from green to red, and he didn't dare to refute.

He was also a Pinnacle expert, and his aptitude was also top-notch in the Embroidered Uniform Guards. Looking at the world, there were really not many opponents.

But he was afraid of Li Miao, afraid involuntarily, because he had been beaten too much by Li Miao back then.

And Li Miao not only knew how to hit, but also how to heal, heal and then hit, hit and then heal.

Others came to hit, at most you get beaten once. Li Miao came to hit, that was seventeen or eighteen beatings, all concentrated in this one, which was very hard to endure.

After the event, not a single injury was left, so there was no way to find someone to judge.

Bu Lei could talk to Li Miao normally now, already trained after being Town-Pacifying Envoy for many years.

Right now he didn't dare to scold back, but he was not reconciled to running away in a sorry state.

His gaze swept, and he looked at Yongjie again.

Looking at this, Bu Lei seemed to remember something, and a trace of pride appeared on his face.

"You, you don't return to Shuntian Prefecture, just to hang out with this kind of scum!"

"I will report this to the Commander!"

Having said that, Bu Lei didn't even look back and plunged into the forest, fleeing.

Li Miao shook his head disdainfully: "Cut, telling the teacher, huh."

Then he turned to look at Yongjie.

"Master, you have quite a few stories, even Old Bu recognizes you."

Yongjie put his hands together and sighed: "Let Benefactor see a joke."

He heard Bu Lei's words clearly. Bu Lei had some fame in the Jianghu, plus words like "Commander," he naturally already knew that Li Miao was an Embroidered Uniform Guard.