Yin Qing vaguely understood that this letter could boost his morale, but only if his morale did not collapse. It would not work if the situation just now, which most people were afraid of, did not work.
But Yin Qing is also very anxious now, because the song will eventually be finished. Although the traveling merchant is very powerful now and the three fairies are a little scared, what about later
"Ho-woo..." "Hiss-ho..."
At this stage, the three women no longer disguised themselves. Each of them bared their teeth and made threatening sounds like wild beasts. Even with the help of the spiritual charm of the letter, everyone could vaguely see fur on their faces.
Although this situation was frightening, it also made the traveling merchants strike their axes more frequently.
At the end of the song, all that could be heard was the dense “dang dang dang dang…” sound of knives and axes.
Yin Qing felt something was wrong and was about to say something when he found that all the peddlers had stood up.
"Pfft..."
The old man surnamed Lu spat on both of his hands.
“Pfft…” “Pfft…” “Pfft…”
…
The other peddlers also spat on their hands, then rubbed their hands tightly and gripped their axes or machetes.
"What the hell!" "Fuck him!"
"So what if we are better than bandits!" "Not bad!"
…
A group of peddlers cursed all kinds of dirty words and walked forward with knives in hand. It turned out that they were not bluffing. Yin Qing and his three classmates were all stunned.
The peddlers of this generation around Lishun Prefecture have a saying: Sing the Knife Song to encourage people, and after singing, pick up the knife.
They were a group of people who carried goods on their backs and traveled through all the poor mountains and bad waters just to beg for food. There were at least a dozen people in a group, and as many as dozens or even hundreds. When they were fierce, they really dared to fight with bandits and evil gangsters with just a hatchet.
Moreover, most of the traveling merchants have a heritage, whether it is some shortcuts or some knowledge, some may even have some basic martial arts skills and some folk methods to ward off evil spirits, all passed down from the older generation to the younger generation.
Under normal circumstances, even if there were strong men blocking the road, many of them would choose to retreat when they saw the peddlers smashing the rocks on the ground and singing the knife song.
To be honest, if traveling merchants don't do business, they can just become bandits anywhere, which is definitely better than the farmers who cannot make a living by becoming bandits.
Yin Qing discovered that spiritual light continued to flow out of the letter in his hand, and the fierce aura of the traveling merchants became more and more intense. Under the light of the campfire, the shadows of the traveling merchants seemed to be emitting a faint smoky substance.
"These three women don't look like humans!" "But they don't look like ghosts either!"
"You'll know what it is once you chop it up!"
"Drink~" "Go!"
"Kill them!"
Having just seen these three women with green eyes and hairy faces, no one thought they were human. At this moment, all the peddlers were extremely excited, and the fear was suppressed by their fierceness.
With a fierce murderous aura, they rushed towards the three women.
Not only Yin Qing and the others were stunned by this scene, but the three vixens were also apparently encountering such a situation for the first time. They were so frightened by the evil spirit that they dodged to the sides.
As soon as they showed their weakness, the peddlers became even more aggressive.
"They're afraid of us!" "Hahahaha, they're afraid of us!"
Three or four men swung their swords at a woman in a green silk skirt, without any mercy, and went straight for her head and body.
"ah… "
The woman screamed and dodged. The situation was similar on the other side. They were forced to flee. Under this powerful and ferocious aura, even some seductive magic didn't have much effect.
These fox spirits are mainly proficient in some methods of illusion and charm. These methods don't work which makes the fox spirits even more panicked. The group of men don't have any other ideas. They just want to chop, chop, chop, and kill the monsters.
This gave Yin Qing the impression that Hu Yun was a coward who was afraid of a dog, so he shouted a reminder.
"Those three are vixens. I just saw their tails!"
"So she's a vixen, no wonder she's so coquettish!" "She also smells like a vixen!"
"Hahahaha, it's just the right time to kill the fox and skin it as merchandise."
"Come and die!"
It was a big man wielding a hatchet and axe with murderous intent, forcing the three women into a corner without any explanation. It wasn't any sophisticated martial arts, just random hacking. He couldn't reach the nimble women, but it looked scary.
Often when the traveling merchants' puppets are kicked or hit, and feel the pain and are pushed back, someone else will step in and hit them with a knife. Some even don't care and will still get chopped if they get hit, because they look weak and thin with arms and legs anyway.
“Tear…”
Someone cut the skirt with a knife and saw a big tail.
"Tail, the fox's tail is revealed!"
In this random hacking, when someone was about to hit a woman, he found that her clothes had deflated and a fox jumped out from her skirt. The other two women also revealed their true forms.
"It's a fox!" "Catch them!"
The three foxes jumped around with extreme agility, scratching several people with their claws and biting them with their fangs.
One of them ran to Old Lu and opened its mouth to bite his neck, but the elder Lu grabbed its fox tail and threw it to the ground.
"Bang~"
“Wuwuwu…”
The fox turned over and grabbed Old Lu's wrist, but he did not let go despite the pain and became even more ferocious.
"If you dare to catch me, I will kill you!"
Old Lu had a glare on his face and didn't have time to swing his knife.
“Beep~~~” “Beep~~~”
Several foxes farted, and a foul odor filled the air.
"Ohh Ohh ohh… "
After farting, the three foxes hurriedly rushed to the corner of the outer door of the deserted inn and crawled out through the rotten gap in the ground.
"Ahem...it stinks!"
"It stinks..." "Cough cough cough..."
"Ugh..." "The smell hurts my eyes! Ugh..."
"Open the door, open the door... Ugh..."
"Ugh, cough, cough..."
This stinky fart is so dizzy.
A group of frustrated peddlers covered their noses and chased after him to the door, opened it and looked outside.
"Boom..."
There was thunder and lightning, and outside there was strong wind and heavy rain.
"Bah~" "Let them run away."
“Hoo…Hoo…Hoo…”
"Damn, it stinks!"
"Hiss... I was bitten just now. It hurts so much. Huh... Huh... I almost died from the stink."
"I was also scratched several times, the wounds are not shallow..."
"Get some fresh air." "Damn, it's so ugly!"
"Pooh…"
A group of men spat and cursed at the door. After a while, when the stench had dissipated, they finally closed the door and moved a table over to block the small hole in the door.
When everyone returned to the campfire, the excitement they had just felt had not subsided.
"Damn, we almost killed the goblin." "That is, I almost caught one."
"Hahaha, compared to the bandits, they are no more than that!"
"Uncle Lu even caught one, but it ran away before he could kill it."
"Wouldn't the monster's skin be more valuable?" "It's a pity that we didn't kill any!"
"Yes."
"Alright, alright, take care of the wound."
"This damn beast! Its farts stink and its bite hurts so much."
The peddlers were in high spirits and were discussing enthusiastically, mixed with cries of pain and curses, while they were rummaging through several backpacks for herbs, liquor, and other items.
Yin Qing and his three companions huddled in the corner like four quails, trying not to make way for them and not daring to speak. They didn't even dare to run away because of the stench just now. The ferocious looks of this group of people were truly terrifying, and they felt that they were no less ferocious than goblins.
"Young man, thank you for what I did just now!"
Team leader Lu bandaged the wound on his hand, then came over to thank Yin Qing. Looking at the letter paper in his hand, it was already dull and looked like an ordinary family letter.
Yin Qing quickly stood up and bowed.
"We should be the ones thanking you. If you hadn't raised your swords and stood up, we would have been in great danger tonight."
"Yes, yes, thanks to all you heroes!"
Hearing that Lei Yusheng even called him a "hero", the men nearby were also happy.
"Hahahaha, I scared those scholars."
"Scholar Yin, you are great too!" "Not bad, not bad. Scholars are different after all. The cleverness he showed just now is beyond our reach."
"Come on, we have wine and broth, have a drink!"
"Yes, you're welcome. I'm not stupid. I know that the talisman in Scholar Yin's hand just now was of great help."
"What do you know? That's a letter."
Because of this incident, the peddlers changed their previous cold attitude towards the scholars and became extremely enthusiastic. After being afraid for a while, several scholars also changed their impression of the peddlers. The gap between the peddlers and scholars in the deserted inn was quickly eliminated and the atmosphere became warm.
Some were talking about the fox spirit that had just been beheaded, some were asking whether Yin Qing's letter had been blessed, some were gossiping about family matters, and some were even discussing the fox spirit's figure and saying some obscene words.
But in the stormy night, on a hill a little further away, three foxes, drenched in the rain, were looking towards the direction of the deserted post station with ferocious looks on their faces.