The Demon Slayer Martial Saint Begins with Insect Refining

Chapter 17 Thunderous Means
There was no attempt to conceal the greed in Zhao Erlaizi's eyes. He stared at Su Yan as if he was looking at a piece of fat meat.

In their view, Su Yan had lost his parents and was just an orphan. Even if he had any abilities, he would be powerless on his own.

"Go away!"

Su Yan scolded coldly, strode forward and helped Xie Yuzhu up.

"Second uncle, where are you hurt?"

"It's okay, I just got kicked. Don't be impulsive."

Xie Yuzhu reached out and grabbed Su Yan's sleeve, his fingers turning white, fearing that the young man would be impulsive and get hurt by a thug like Zhao Erlaizi.

However, Su Yan grabbed his palm, patted it and broke free: "Don't worry, Uncle, they won't get away with it today."

"Ayan."

Xie Yuzhu was still trying to stop him, but Su Yan had already turned around and faced the embarrassed and angry Zhao Erlaizi and the others.

Su Yan's scolding just now made him lose face, and now he was holding the dagger viciously and making threatening gestures.

"You're so arrogant, aren't you? Don't blame me then."

He came with a knife, trying to scare Su Yan.

"Stop him!"

When the village head saw this scene, he was shocked and quickly called the villagers forward.

It is only natural to pay back debts, but why did they treat Su Yan, a child without parents, like this in Yunqian Village? Do they really think that there is no one left in Yunqian Village?

Several older men from the village squeezed out of the crowd and were about to come up with farm tools like rakes in their hands.

But suddenly his eyes widened and he saw an incredible scene.

Su Yan actually took the initiative to step forward and grabbed Zhao Erlaizi's wrist.

Zhao Erlaizi cried out "Ouch" and his wrist made a cracking sound, as if it was clamped by an iron hoop.

Feeling the pain, the dagger fell to the ground with a clang.

Su Yan's eyes were like blades: "Your hands are too long."

He exerted force and broke the hand. Zhao Erlaizi's face turned red and twisted, and he fell to the ground in pain.

When the four people behind him saw this scene, they were all shocked and angry, and immediately rushed forward to attack.

Su Yan's body was as big as a monkey, and he went straight forward to meet him.

The leader, holding a steel fork, just raised his hand, ready to stab.

Su Yan half-crouched, like a strong bow filled with strength from top to bottom, and pushed forward with a move of white ape offering peaches.

The man felt a dull thud in his chest and was knocked three or four meters away, hitting the loess wall.

The remaining three people attacked him, and Su Yan did not hesitate at all. He dodged the knife and fought back with heavy punches.

But within a few breaths, the five people who came to escape their debts all fell to the ground.

The crowd was silent and gasped. How come this Yan Ge'er was so powerful?

"You...you owe a debt, and you still dare to hit someone?!"

Zhao Erlaizi's eyes were filled with fear. He had never expected that Su Yan would have such skills.

"It's only natural to pay back debts, but this matter needs to be dealt with on a case-by-case basis."

Su Yan spoke calmly as he bent down to pick up the steel fork that had fallen on the ground. He weighed it and felt it was not comfortable to use, so he put it back and picked up a long hardwood stick instead.

"My father borrowed ten taels from Niu Han and agreed to pay it back after the summer tax. Even if it's 17 taels and 8 cents, I'll pay you back, but the time hasn't come yet."

Su Yan came in front of Zhao Erlaizi. This guy seemed to have thought of something. He looked at Su Yan with fear in his eyes and subconsciously stepped back.

"You came to collect a debt today, but it's not the due date, and you hurt someone, that's causing trouble."

He stared at Zhao Erlaizi and smiled: "If you cause trouble, you will have to pay the price."

"What do you want to do?!"

Su Yan didn't answer, but kicked him over and stepped on his chest.

"If you kick someone, you'll have their foot broken."

"No"

Before Zhao Erlaizi could finish his words, the hardwood had already fallen. With a snap, his right calf was broken.

Zhao Erlaizi was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. Su Yan stood up and, amid the remaining four thugs' pleas for mercy, beat them one by one with a stick, breaking one of their hands.

The wind was light and the clouds were calm, and there was even a hint of a smile on his face.

This made everyone silent in fear and they dared not come out to stop it.

Only the village head frowned as deeply as his wrinkles: "Ayan, don't be angry, don't cause a murder case." "Grandpa Village Head, don't worry, I don't want their lives."

Su Yan threw the hardwood at Zhao Erlaizi with a clang.

"Come back to get the money after the summer tax. If you refuse, go find me at the Golden Ape Martial Arts Hall. The money is there."

Su Yan glanced around and said, "Although I'm an orphan, I'm blessed by God. I have some talent for martial arts and I know a few punches and kicks. If you don't agree, call Niu Han over."

At this time, Zhao Erlaizi didn't dare to say anything. He quickly asked those who had only broken hands to come forward to support him, and he stumbled out of Yunqian Village in a hurry.

They were afraid that Su Yan's violent temper would really beat them to death.

The old man opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. He sighed and said, "Brother Yan has a promising future."

"Yes, yes."

The villagers nearby breathed a sigh of relief and quickly responded with a smile on their faces: "Brother Yan has become a warrior. This is a great joyous event for Yunqian Village. Don't forget us poor neighbors in the future."

"Grandpa, please tell everyone to disperse. Thank you for your help today."

The head of the village nodded and said, "Disperse, disperse. Brother Yan is fine. Go back to your own business."

The crowd dispersed, and only Xie Yuzhu and a few others remained.

"Oh you"

Xie Yuzhu had recovered by now and looked at Su Yan, not knowing whether he was happy or worried. "Why would you mess with them if you've already mastered martial arts? If something happens to Niu Han in the future, it will ruin your future."

Xie Yuzhu wanted to say more, but his wife Li Lian pulled his sleeve hard, stopping him.

"Second brother, sister-in-law and Yan'er will take care of you, we will leave first."

Seeing this atmosphere, several people who were hiking in the mountains found an excuse to leave.

"Second Aunt, I'll help Second Uncle go back."

Xie Yuzhu's home is not far from Su Yan's home, which is why he was able to stop Zhao Erlaizi and others from causing trouble so quickly just now.

She helped him into the room, found a bamboo chair to sit on, opened the collar of his coarse linen shirt, and saw purple-blue footprints on his chest.

Su Yan's eyes were cold. With such bruises, he must have been too gentle with his previous attack.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

The round-headed boy leaned over and asked, his eyes full of concern.

This is Xie Yuzhu's son, only eight or nine years old, named Xie Bao.

Xie Yuzhu grinned, his smile a little forced: "Dad is fine, he fell while going up the mountain."

"Abao, don't disturb your father. Go get the medicinal wine."

Li Lian called A Bao over and was about to get the medicinal wine from home.

For those who travelled in the mountains, stumbling and falling with bruises was considered a minor injury, while some broke their hands and feet, which was a serious injury.

Therefore, families will prepare some medicinal wine made from herbs to deal with common wounds.

"Abao, this is for you, try it."

Su Yan quietly took out a bag of pastries from the insect world and handed it over.

A Bao took the brown paper package, opened it, and said in surprise: "Dad, Mommy is making pastries, thank you Brother Yan."

"This"

Xie Yuzhu recognized the pastry. It was so exquisite that it must be available only in the city.

He subconsciously complained: "Kid, why are you wasting money like this?"

"How can you say it's a waste if it's food for Po?"

Su Yan just smiled, then looked at Xie Yuzhu and said, "Second Uncle, tomorrow I will take you to Shanji to find a doctor to treat this injury."

Xie Yuzhu frowned: "It's just a bruise, why do I need to see a doctor? I'm fine."

Su Yan interrupted Xie Yuzhu and said seriously, "Second Uncle, follow my instructions. If you need to see me, then go and see me. I'll also check on your old rheumatic injury to see if it's serious. I still have some money."

Xie Yuzhu's pupils shrank: "Ayan, what do you want to do?"

Su Yan interrupted him halfway through the sentence and shook his head slightly: "Second Uncle, listen to me, nothing will happen."

Xie Yuzhu remained silent. Just as Li Lian had brought the medicine for herbal bruises, he suddenly said, "Ah Lian, put the medicine back first. We'll use it tomorrow."

Seeing the two of them like this, Li Lian opened his mouth slightly, but nodded silently, then took the medicine back.

Su Yan hesitated to speak, and could only give a few instructions before getting up and leaving.

Before leaving, Xie Yuzhu's solemn voice came from behind him: "Be careful."

(End of this chapter)