Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 102 Horned Star

Hot blood dripped down, dripping on Qin Qingrong's cheeks like porcelain jade.

Just like a beautiful picture.

It's just that on this picture, those eyes that should be beautiful are blank.

"I... I killed someone?"

Not only did she kill someone, but she also killed Bai Jingchan, the eldest young master of the Bai family, whom she had always been thinking of.

The body fell to the ground, and the convulsions gradually stopped.

"This kind of person deserves to die." Mo Qiu's voice was indifferent:

"Senior sister, hurry up and pack up your things and go, it won't be good if you get into trouble later."

"I... I killed someone." Qin Qingrong seemed to be stimulated, her eyes were dull, and she remained motionless.

Obviously, it was the first time to kill someone, and it was Bai Jingchan, so she couldn't accept it for a while.

The whole person is like a fool.

"Hey!" Mo Qiu sighed softly, and stepped forward to cover her eyes:

"Senior Sister, close your eyes and rest your mind first, leave it to me to deal with it here, but we have to leave as soon as possible."

Things had been prepared long ago, and Master Qin's body had been incinerated, so it didn't take long.

Taking the dazed Qin Qingrong out of the pharmacy, the two first went to the coffin shop in the east of the city.

"Boss Li."

"Doctor Mo!"

Under the candlelight in the dark night, Boss Li's face was a little strange, and he hurriedly greeted them when he saw the two:

"According to your instructions, there is no good material for the coffin. The big nanmu commonly used by poor people, I sincerely offer three taels of silver."

"Thank you!" Mo Qiu nodded and took out the money, and went to the backyard to fetch the donkey cart that had been placed here a long time ago. On the cart was a coffin painted with dark paint.

Inside the coffin was He Jin's walking corpse.

The reason why no good materials are used is because they are afraid of causing trouble.

It is a long journey to Dong'an Mansion, and twists and turns are inevitable. A coffin that is too good also attracts attention.

"Senior Sister." After thinking for a while, Mo Qiu turned around and said:

"This is a friend of mine. If you don't mind, why don't you put Master Qin's ashes in there too?"

Qin Qingrong's delicate body trembled slightly, and she nodded subconsciously when she heard this.

Immediately, the two led the donkey cart and headed straight for the east gate. The guards had already made arrangements to leave the side gate for passage.

Out of the city gate, the night is dim, there is no one on the official road, and the lonely path does not know where to extend.

Looking back, the lights on the city wall flickered, and the three weather-beaten characters on the city gate could be vaguely seen.

The words are blurred.

"Senior Sister." Mo Qiu said:

"What's the name of this city?"

But it suddenly occurred to him that after staying here for several years, he really didn't know the name of this city.

"Jiaxing City." Qin Qingrong's eyes flickered, and her voice was faint:

"It is said that there used to be an immortal who used the world as a game of chess, playing chess everywhere, and the local area was just in the corner, so it got its name."

"It's a small place, not to mention outsiders, even many locals don't know the name."

"Jiaxing City?" Mo Qiu raised his head, suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, and leisurely recited two lines of poetry:

"At that time, there was no water in Xiaochi. There might as well be a crouching dragon in the shallow place."

"Looking up to the sky and going out laughing, I'm from Penghao!"

"Now that I am waiting for Luo Zijiao Xing, I may not be able to aspire to Tianyuan in the future, and senior sister should not continue to complain, and always have some hope for the future."

"..." Qin Qingrong was silent, and then said after a while:

"The poem is very domineering, but it always feels a little out of place when you say it from your mouth."

"Haha..." Mo Qiu was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, and at the same time swung the rein violently and shouted:

"drive!"

Leaning against the coffin, the two rushed forward in the dark.

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The recuperation place Zhong Yunzhao chose was very hidden, in order not to attract attention, even his own people rarely went there.

So it wasn't until noon two days later that the people in the Black Tiger Hall realized something was wrong.

"Boom!"

Porcelain wares worth tens of taels of silver were thrown heavily on the ground, blasting countless pieces of porcelain and splashing them.

Zhong Shan stood on the spot with a pale face, trembling as he looked at the pile of clothes and hair on the ground.

Under the action of the corpse water, Zhong Yunzhao and several people not only died without a whole body, but also completely melted the concentrated water.

"Hall Master." Standing beside him, a person whispered:

"Please ask one of Mr. Ding's disciples to take a look. It is indeed corpse water, and the stuff is also in the third grade..."

"Peng!"

Before the words fell, a long table in front of him exploded, and under the huge force, Zhong Shan's hands were also shaken with bloodstains.

But as if he didn't know it, he just roared ferociously:

"who?"

"who did this!"

"This..." The subordinate showed hesitation:

"There are traces of hands-on action. I'm afraid the Guo brothers have already been killed. The strength of the attacker is definitely not bad."

"At least, it's also refining the internal organs!"

There are not many people who meet this requirement, but He Ren searched for traces, but he couldn't find anyone who met the requirements.

As for Moqiu...

Everyone in Heihutang knew that Dr. Mo of Miaoyaotang had superb medical skills, unlike Yading and Mu Erlao, but they would not have thought that he possessed martial arts and was highly skilled in martial arts.

At least, he didn't know.

"Hall Master." At this moment, a person came hurriedly:

"That's right, one of Guo Xiao's little brothers just came back to the gang two days ago, and he stayed behind closed doors as required."

"He said...he said..."

"What did he say?" Zhong Shan growled impatiently.

"Master." The visitor had a strange expression:

"He said that this matter was related to Doctor Mo, and that Doctor Mo possessed martial arts skills, and even took a third-tier item."

"What's it called... Iron Spirit?"

Speaking of this, the visitor cupped his hands and said:

"Hallmaster, this subordinate feels that what he said is too unbelievable, so it may not be true, and we have to look into it."

"Don't ask?" Zhong Shan's body swayed, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes:

"Find, find him!"

Others don't know, but he knows what Tie Jing is, and being able to say this name is almost inseparable.

With the power of the Black Tiger Hall, it was fully mobilized, but there was no news in half an hour.

"He's out of town?"

"Also killed Bai Jingchan, the young master of the Bai family, and fled with Qin Qingrong from Qingsang Pharmacy?"

In the main hall, Zhong Shan stood up suddenly, and his roar shook all directions.

"Master Zhong." At this moment, there was a commotion outside the hall, and a man walked in with several yamen servants:

"Hearing that Feihu was assassinated, Ling was very anxious and rushed here. He looked at Haihan when he was rude."

"Ling Wan!" Zhong Shan couldn't help shrinking his eyes when he saw the person coming.

The person who came was the number one expert in the yamen, Ling Wan, the fiery-eyed golden eagle who was pregnant with innocence.

obviously.

The news of Zhong Yunzhao's murder had already spread, and without this Dinghaishenzhen, Ling Wan came directly to him.

Without masters from the day after tomorrow, even if there are many talents in the Black Tiger Hall, he will not be afraid!

"How are you doing?" Zhong Shan stared at the other party.

"Not really." Ling Wan spread his hands:

"Heihutang has caused too much trouble in the past two years, and the master of the government office is very displeased. He specially asked Hallmaster Zhong to come over and explain."

"It's a good one to kill the donkey!" Zhong Shan gritted his teeth:

"When you used the Black Tiger Hall to get rid of the Sifang faction, you were right."

"Brother Zhong." Ling Wan sighed lightly:

"Today is different from the past, you and I both know this, so don't I need to say more about the extra things?"

"To be honest, once Feihu is gone, even if the yamen doesn't care, do you think the White Horse Bandit will let Heihutang go?"

Zhong Shan's face darkened.

"Compared with the White Horse Bandits, Yamen still pays attention to the bottom line after all, and won't push people too much." Ling Wan stretched out his hand and said:

"Master Zhong, please!"

Zhong Shan's complexion changed, and he said suddenly:

"Wait!"

"Huh?" Ling Wan raised his eyebrows:

"Hall Master Zhong, is there anything else?"

"Yes." Zhong Shan nodded:

"It's okay to ask me to go back to the Yamen with you, but you have to promise me one thing."

"If not..."

He gritted his teeth and said:

"There are hundreds of people in my Black Tiger Hall. If you really want to fight to the death, no one will have a hard time!"

Immediately with a big wave of his hand, the Quartet gangs swarmed around, with swords, spears, swords and halberds until several people's murderous intentions were revealed.

"Brother Zhong, what did you say?" Surrounded by so many people, even Ling Wan couldn't help but twitch his mouth, and said with a dry smile:

"If you have something to say, say it well, say it well."