Chapter 41 Repaying Debts

  But Su Ming left for a short while, and hurried back, standing beside the unconscious Si Kong, hesitated and walked a few steps, then looked up at the sky, the bright moonlight in the sky was soft and gentle, spilling all over the ground.

  "It's not quite right to just take away such a precious treasure, and if there isn't a suitable explanation, it can be taken away by the Wu Long Department at any time, and who knows, they might even give me a title of 'treasure thief'... To kill or not to kill... Su Ming hesitated for a moment, looked at Si Kong, and made up his mind."

  He took out several herbs from his bosom, crushed them and applied the juice to Si Kong's mouth, then squatted down beside him, patting his head with his left hand, as if trying to wake him up.

  Not long after, Si Kong's whole body convulsed, and he suddenly opened his eyes. In the instant he opened his eyes, everything in front of him was a bit blurry, but amidst that blur was Su Ming's face with a smile.

  He stared blankly for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes wide, with the pupils constricting and leaving behind the incomprehension and incredulity of what he had just seen. His mind was a complete blank, as if he had seen something before fainting, yet at the same time saw nothing, with a vague sense of disorder.

  Just as he was about to make a move, the black long spear in Su Ming's right hand suddenly transformed into an arc shape and pointed directly at Si Kong's throat three inches away. With just a slight exertion of force, it could pierce through Si Kong's throat and kill him on the spot.

  "Don't move."

  The sharp tip of the long spear, with a hint of golden light, seemed to be a fatal blow in Si Kong's eyes. It made his body tremble slightly, and the gaze he directed at Su Ming was filled with terror and shock.

  "You... what are you going to do! I am the son of the Wulóng tribe's chief, if you kill me, the Wulóng tribe will not let you off, I know you are from the Wushān tribe, if you killed me, the Wushān tribe will also not tolerate you!" He still can't understand how he failed until now, only feeling that with a wave of his opponent's hand, he was in severe pain and fainted. The more he couldn't imagine, the more mysterious this smiling youth became, this strong mystery turned into fear, especially with the long spear at his throat, making him afraid and subconsciously move back a bit.

  But just as he shifted back, he suddenly felt a bitter taste in his mouth, and subconsciously licked his lips. The bitter feeling intensified instantly, causing him to lose all color in his face. A bad premonition emerged in his mind, and his expression revealed terror. He raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and found some brown liquid on his hand.

  "What did you feed me?!"

  "It's nothing, just ordinary herbs, slightly toxic." Su Ming said with a mysterious smile, jokingly.

  Upon hearing this, Si Kong's eyes revealed despair, his body began to tremble, and he felt an increasingly bitter taste in his mouth, even a numbness that seemed to spread to his tongue.

  "I don't believe you dare kill me!" Si Kong Meng suddenly lifted his head and stared at Su Ming with a fierce gaze.

  "Believe it or not, it's up to you. If you don't believe me, I have no way to prove it. But I do have an antidote. So, you're the son of the Wulon tribe leader? What's your name?" Su Ming said with a hint of guilt, but he was always good at hiding his emotions and smiled as he spoke.

  "You... I... My name is Sī Kōng, you can't kill me, it will bring trouble to your tribe. You..." Sī Kōng's expression was stern, but in reality, he was quite tense inside, feeling not only his tongue numb, but also a tightness in his chest, and seeing no hint of leniency on Su Míng's face made him even more frightened.

  "Sir, how about discussing something with you?" Su Ming raised his head and looked at the bright moon, speaking slowly.

  His face turned pale, and the terror in his eyes couldn't be concealed, growing thicker, he nodded immediately.

  "You've got a good spear there, let's discuss this, how about you sell it to me? I'll give you 5,000 stone coins for it." Su Ming blinked his eyes, filled with expectation, looking at Ciro.

  Sijian hesitated, looking at the long spear tightly grasped in Su Ming's right hand and the spearhead pointing at his own throat, how dare he disagree... Especially with the bitter taste in his mouth, plus the fact that he had been chasing and killing Su Ming before, he thought that Su Ming must have fed him some kind of poisonous herb.

  He had a mind to gamble that the person in front of him did not dare to kill himself, after all, his identity was noble, and once he died, it would inevitably lead to a revenge war between two tribes.

  He can even gamble on it. Even if the long spear is taken away by the opponent, he has countless ways to let his father help him get it back.

  But now, the bitter taste in his mouth makes him dare not gamble, he fears that... what if...

  Especially at this moment, his head was hit by the other party and it hurt a lot. Si Kong hesitated for a moment and nodded hastily.

  Su Ming's mouth curled up into a happy smile, and he directly tore off a large piece of clothing from Sikuang's body. This action suddenly made Sikuang's heart skip a beat, his pale face becoming even more bloodless.

  "Since it's a transaction, let's write a receipt. I'll just write that our company is short of stone coins and will sell this spear for 5,000 stones..." Su Ming was saying, but suddenly hesitated and shook his head.

  "No, no, it should be written like this. I, as the son of the tribal chief of Wulang, guarantee that due to an urgent matter, we borrowed 5,000 stones from the Wushan tribe for a period of 10 years, with this barbarian spear as collateral. We promise to return 10,000 stone coins after 10 years and only then can we retrieve this spear. During this time, we will not repay it ahead of schedule. If we break our promise, we will be punished by the barbarian gods!" Su Ming said, looking at Sī Kōng.

  Cai Kong listened to this passage, especially the last sentence, with a sorrowful expression, hesitating, but saw Su Ming take out a section of herbs he had never seen before from his pocket, and heard Su Ming's voice by his ear.

  "This is the antidote."

  He stared at the herbs, gritted his teeth and bit his finger, squeezing out fresh blood to write on the hemp cloth, quickly finishing a complete sentence.

  Su Ming snatched the coarse linen strip away, examined it carefully for a few moments, and his eyes revealed excitement. He blew gently on it several times until the blood on it dried before folding it up and putting it in his bosom. He patted it lightly and smiled at Sishi with a hint of mischief.

  "Sir, remember, debts must be repaid! I'll only wait for you for ten years!" Su Ming's eyes gleamed with cunning as he put down the herbs and took off in a flash, racing towards the distance.

  He left on the snowy ground, with a bitter face, Si Kong quickly picked up the herb, hesitated for a moment, but didn't dare to eat it, instead he hurriedly got up and ran towards his tribe.

  After he left, on this quiet snowy ground, a vague figure gradually appeared out of thin air. It was an old woman with a gloomy expression, holding a huge bone staff in her hand. On the staff, there was a human skull embedded on it, emitting a faint eerie glow.

  "Is that the baby from back then...... What kind of sorcery is he using, even I couldn't see through it...... Never seen before." The old woman gazed at the place where Su Ming had left, her eyes flashing as if in deep thought. After a long while, she turned around and headed towards the Wudang clan, slowly disappearing into the snowy landscape.

  Su Ming ran through the mountains, occasionally glancing at the long spear in his hand with a silly smile on his face. He seemed to be very fond of it. The small red creature on his shoulder also kept sizing up the spear, letting out bursts of shrill cries. It could faintly sense that the spear contained an extremely powerful force.

  "Let you stop me from seeing Bailin again, looking at his appearance, he should like Bailin. In this case, the matter of my saving Bailin, there must be many people in their Wulong Department who know about it..." Su Ming's footsteps paused, and his eyes had a thoughtful look.

  "I don't know how much of the process Bai Ling has revealed... If she's told everything, my hidden cave won't be safe anymore..." Su Ming suddenly felt a bit mentally disturbed, furrowed his brow, and after thinking for a long time, walked silently forward in the mountain forest on this night with worries.

  Little Red blinked, looking at Su Ming's worried expression. Her eyes rolled over, and she seemed to have thought of something. Her face suddenly lit up with a smile, and her body jumped off Su Ming's shoulder, disappearing into the forest in an instant.

  "Remember not to go back to Hei Yan Peak, don't go back to Rong Dong!" Su Ming looked at him and hastily shouted.

  This mountain forest is Xiao Hong's home, and he doesn't worry about encountering danger. At this moment, the distance from his tribe isn't too far either. As they move forward, Su Ming forces himself to stop thinking about those melancholic thoughts and instead boosts his spirit, running towards the tribe.

  When the deep night arrived, at the moment when the moon in the sky was brightest, Su Ming saw some bonfires in the tribe from afar within the dense forest. His body swayed slightly as he was about to leave this mountain forest, but right then, there were rustling sounds behind him. Su Ming turned his head around and saw Xiao Hong with an excited look on her face catching up to him.

  It held a large bunch of black hair in its hand, and after catching up with Su Ming, it immediately put the hair into Su Ming's hand. Then, it retreated a few steps, pointed to the hair, then pointed to its own abdomen, and made several strange gestures, as if teaching Su Ming how to use the hair...

  He patted his chest again, with a very pleased expression, and let out a few loud whoops, as if telling Su Ming that the effect of this thing...

  Su Ming looked at Xiao Hong, slowly bursting into laughter. Seeing Su Ming no longer frowning, Xiao Hong also showed a smile, seemingly thinking that she was right after all, and Su Ming was indeed worried about this matter.

  "Little Red." Su Ming squatted down and beckoned to the little monkey, which immediately ran up close.

  Su Ming gazed at Xiao Hong, his eyes showing a gentle warmth as he lightly patted her fur several times, feeling a warm and cozy sensation in his heart.

  "In the time I'm away, you must remember not to return to Black Flame Peak, don't go back to that cave, go somewhere else instead. After I come back, I'll go find you."

  Also, those medicinal stones I gave you, don't think they taste bad, take one every day with the herbs I taught you to recognize, remember. Su Ming smiled softly and got up, walking towards the tribe after glancing at Xiao Hong.