Dianhong Pu'er

Chapter 365 Definitely Up to No Good

Chapter 365 Surely Doing Something Bad

As Chen Yang, a Celestial Venerable of the Hall of Celestial Physicians, he was often present on the battlefield and was naturally familiar with firearms and equipment.

Chen Yang unloaded Meng Qingxue's handgun, and the six bullets in the magazine rolled into his palm.

Picking up one of the bullets, Chen Yang took a deep breath. He had learned medicine from his master, which included not only traditional Chinese medicine but also Western medicine.

Of course, it also involved some Taoist talismans and witchcraft.

Although Chen Yang had been skeptical and dismissive of these components involving witchcraft and talismans in the past, they were indeed part of traditional Chinese medicine.

More importantly, in future battles, Chen Yang had encountered some evil sorcerers, witches, and spirits.

Ordinary means were not effective against them, whereas the seemingly strange Taoist arts and talismans he learned from his master were quite useful.

Next, he had to deal with a weasel that had lived for an unknown number of years, a weasel spirit that had gained sentience and even understood some basic cultivation methods.

Ordinary bullets were not very effective against such weasels, so Chen Yang had to specially treat Meng Qingxue's bullets.

This time, Chen Yang was not entirely confident of killing the weasel spirit with a single blow, so he had to bring Meng Qingxue along as his teammate.

Chen Yang picked up a bullet, took a deep breath, then bit his index finger, and his Celestial Physician Technique's internal energy circulated rapidly. A stream of the purest essence blood instantly surged to his fingertip.

The next moment, Chen Yang dipped his finger in the bullet and drew a complex talisman on it, "swish, swish, swish." As Chen Yang completed the last stroke, this seemingly ordinary bullet instantly emitted a golden light.

Chen Yang was already sweating profusely. He put down the bullet and picked up the second one. "Swish, swish, swish, swish," his bloody fingertip left a series of complex, scribbled patterns on the bullet.

It seemed to only cost a little blood, but each drop was Chen Yang's purest essence blood, his blood mixed with his internal energy and the essence of life.

Chen Yang quickly finished drawing the second talisman.

Soon, a golden light shone on the bullet.

The light flashed and disappeared instantly.

The bullet, originally stained with blood, became plain and unremarkable again.

All the blood had turned into talismans and vanished as if it had seeped into the bullet.

Chen Yang picked up the third bullet and quickly drew another talisman. After drawing three talismans in a row, he felt completely drained.

With a "thump," he lay back on the ground, unable to lift his arm, and his head was spinning. The sweat on his body had almost soaked his clothes.

Chen Yang gasped for air, feeling a little helpless. He had overestimated himself.

These three bullets had exhausted all his strength and spirit. He had intended to inscribe talismans on all six bullets, but now he realized he couldn't do it.

Chen Yang gave a wry smile. At this moment, he thought of the cauldron in his bedroom. Fortunately, he had been using the cauldron to improve his cultivation these past few days.

If he hadn't had these recent improvements, he probably wouldn't have even been able to finish three bullets and would have given up.

Chen Yang gasped for air, pushed the three bullets into the magazine, loaded the gun, and leaned against a tree, quickly adjusting his breathing.

At this time, Meng Qingxue walked over, looking confused.

She glanced at Chen Yang and saw him resting against the tree. Meng Qingxue asked curiously, "Damn it, Chen Yang, what are you doing? What was that golden light just now? Do you have gold on you?"

The other women also walked over.

Su Ya looked at Chen Yang and covered her mouth, laughing. "Chen Yang, what were you hiding here doing just now? You look like you just shot a gun."

Lin Xiaoli beside her immediately chuckled, "And not just one shot. Based on Captain Chen's stamina, it must have been three consecutive shots for him to be this weak."

Liu Xiaomei also burst out laughing. "Captain Chen, you're too pathetic. With so many beautiful women here today, you have to hide here and do something bad with your cousin's handgun, hahaha..."

All the women burst into laughter.

Chen Yang was speechless. He found that when there were more women, they were indeed unrestrained, saying more lewd things than men.

Chen Yang glared at Su Ya and Lin Xiaoli, waving his hand. "Get lost, get lost and go play somewhere else. Let me rest for a few minutes. Cousin, keep the gun. We're going hunting later, and this time the prey is very dangerous."

Meng Qingxue was not very interested at first, but hearing Chen Yang's last sentence about the prey being dangerous today, she immediately became interested and couldn't help but ask excitedly, "Are we going to hunt those mountain wolves today? That would be great."

Chen Yang threw the handgun in his hand to Meng Qingxue and said, "The thing we're hunting today is much more dangerous than those mountain wolves. Anyway, let me rest for a bit, and we'll set off in three minutes."

Chen Yang leaned against the big tree and closed his eyes, beginning to circulate his internal energy to quickly restore his stamina.

The women all sat by the bonfire, laughing. With Chen Yang and Meng Qingxue around, they felt incredibly safe.

Su Ya whispered to Liu Ran and the other women, "What was wrong with Chen Yang just now? Look at how exhausted he is. Although we were joking earlier, I feel like he really did something bad."

Liu Xiaomei next to her laughed.

Among these women, she was the most experienced in matters of men and women. The other women looked calm, but they were all virgins, except for Liu Xiaomei who had a boyfriend.

Liu Xiaomei chuckled and whispered, "Manager Su, although you were joking earlier, I think your deduction is more or less correct."

"Let me tell you, no matter how strong a man is, after three consecutive times, his condition will be exactly the same as Captain Chen's just now."

"So I suspect Captain Chen was really doing something bad with his cousin's handgun!"

"Men, many have special fetishes. Some like to secretly wear their wives' stockings and skirts, some like to hold dolls while doing that. So I suspect Captain Chen also has a special fetish, and it might be handguns."

Su Ya and the others burst into laughter upon hearing this. Lin Yueyu looked at Meng Qingxue and said, "Cousin, your handgun is no longer pure!"

Meng Qingxue's hand trembled, and her face looked dejected. She glared at Lin Yueyu. "Shut up. Chen Yang is definitely not that kind of person."

Liu Ran also became anxious and patted her leg. "All of you, shut up! You little hussies, badmouthing Chen Yang behind his back and slandering him. Have your consciences gone black?"

The women all burst into laughter.

At this moment, Chen Yang walked out from behind the tree. Hearing the women's conversation, he felt speechless. As expected, women had vivid imaginations and could imagine anything.

Chen Yang ignored them, returned to the car, and got inside.

Then he pressed a button on the rear cover, and with a "clunk," a hidden compartment opened, revealing a stick of dynamite. Chen Yang put the dynamite into his bag.

He walked out and said to Liu Ran, "Liu Ran, you take them and hide in the car. Unless your cousin and I return, do not open the car doors no matter what happens, and do not leave the car."

"If there's an emergency, drive the car away from this place. Remember, as long as you don't open the car door and don't leave the car, you won't be in danger."

Chen Yang threw the car keys to Liu Ran, slung his bag over his shoulder, and beckoned to Meng Qingxue. "Let's go, cousin, let's go hunting."