Kill me a few more times and I'll be invincible

"Yes, the world is not good. Otherwise, can we still blame Mr. Guo?" Ah Cheng was slightly excited:

"If you want to blame it, blame it on the famine. Blame it on the Martial Saint, who has an empty reputation and is a silver-colored wax spear with a useless head. He lost the alien war and paid indemnities, which resulted in the increasing taxation of the imperial court. Our crops I can’t survive.”

"You don't want to die? Why don't you shut up? Is this what you can say? If someone hears this, I'll be beaten to death." The cook hurriedly scolded me.

The aliens were far away from them, so far away that ordinary people in small towns like them didn't even know what the aliens were, but they had some influence after all.

A grain of dust of the times becomes a big mountain when it falls on an individual's head.

Some people are responsible for carrying the heavy load on the mountain, while others are responsible for sitting on the mountain and enjoying the quiet time. Each has its own division of labor.

While Ah Cheng was chatting with the cooks, a black shadow suddenly jumped out of the window, with a strike like lightning. Only a few soft sounds were heard, and the cooks fell to the ground.

The eighth-grade warrior Qiao Mu can naturally crush ordinary people without any suspense.

He was holding a short spear in his hand, which he had just shot with the barrel. With his current spear skills and control, he could stun ordinary people without dying. This speed could be easily controlled.

This time when he sneaked into the city lord's palace, it was difficult to carry a long gun, so he specially purchased a special short gun in advance. The gun barrel was divided into two sections, which could be connected into a long gun by twisting the gun barrel.

"Sure enough, it's the chef. The preparations made before are not useless." Qiao Mu said to himself.

Qiao Canxue had long suspected that the city lord Guo Yan was a member of the Wu Jihui, so he also conducted some investigations on Guo Yan, and also figured out the situation in the city lord's mansion, so Qiao Mu could immediately know where the kitchen was.

The City Lord's Mansion consists of an outer courtyard and an inner courtyard. The inner courtyard is more tightly guarded and is the dormitory of the City Lord and his family.

The back kitchen is in the outer courtyard.

Qiao Mu is now an eighth-level warrior, which is already quite high in Yancheng City. For example, Colonel Chu was an eighth-level warrior back then. He could command over a thousand people in a military camp and was very majestic.

If Qiao Mu hadn't practiced his body skills, he might have taken the risk and sneaked directly into the inner courtyard this time.

And he had some ideas when he came to sneak into the kitchen.

After all, isn’t that how things work in TV dramas? First sneak into the kitchen, then knock out the chef's servant, and finally put on the servant's clothes and go out.

Qiao Mu had no experience in doing this, so he came to the kitchen first.

"It smells so good." Qiao Mu Qiao Mu didn't hear the conversation between the chef and the chef just now, but she was just a little greedy:

"This city lord's food is so good? I usually don't eat this well."

He is newly promoted to the eighth level and has not yet had time to make money.

Although he was a centurion before, he died before receiving his salary.

The pension that Lao Huang and others collected was quite large, but Qiao Mu thought that he was not really dead, so he didn't take it.

Qiao Mu's usual eating habits are still at the stage of his previous strength training. On his birthday, he just goes to a noodle shop and orders a bowl of longevity noodles.

"Today is my 30th birthday, my 31st birthday, and my 32nd birthday. It's appropriate to celebrate. How about eating three big bowls of beef here first?"

Qiao Mu was just about to eat some beef when his eyes suddenly moved and landed on Acheng, a young servant who had fainted on the ground.

The eighth-level warrior strengthened his eyesight. With Qiao Mu's eyesight at this time, he could detect that Acheng's body had moved slightly just now.

"Pretending to be dizzy? Trembling with fear? This kid is quite the ghost."

Of course, Qiao Mu's spear skills were of sufficient level, mainly because this little servant was only thirteen or fourteen years old and had a childish look on his face, so he subconsciously kept his hands.

"I'm really a good person."

Qiao Mu approached Ah Cheng, who was lying on the ground and pretended to be unconscious. He looked down at these people and suddenly had an idea in his mind.

How about killing them all to avoid trouble?

This idea was pressed down by him as soon as it emerged, and he didn't think about it any more.

After traveling through time, Qiao Mu made many attempts, large and small, in order to test his ability to live forever and how to improve his death rating.

In these large and small attempts, Qiao Mu mainly plays with his own life in different ways, rather than playing with the lives of others.

Sometimes Qiao Mu also thinks about something very dangerous.

This death evaluation does not say that you must die while saving others to be considered a high-quality death.

If he slaughtered hundreds of thousands of people and was killed as a wicked sinner, the death itself must have a great impact. In theory, it might be considered a high-quality death?

Considering Qiao Mu's current eighth-level strength, it is very easy to kill ordinary people. It is much easier than breaking into the city lord's palace, and it is easy to gain points.

Qiao Mu is not afraid of death, so Dayan's law cannot punish him.

If he really does this, he is probably immortal and can increase his points at the speed of light, and it will soon become the biggest disaster on the land of Kyushu. Immortals will have to call out their ancestors when they see it.

But as a human being, you still have to have some bottom line ethics.

This may sound a bit silly.

Qiao Mu spoke recklessly and seemed to be acting recklessly, but he still had a sense of balance in his heart.

Regardless of deeds, this idea just passed through my mind as a joke and I didn't take it seriously.

In terms of deeds, Qiao Mu's recent deaths were really just to save others.

Just when he was about to take action and knock Ah Cheng unconscious.

Outside the kitchen door, the sound of dogs barking from far to near, and the sound of human footsteps could be heard.

Mr. Guo’s voice sounded outside the door:

"This cooked beef is quite fragrant, and the taste has spread so far."

"Tsk, tsk, this dog's nose is so smart, it knows how to run to the kitchen when it's time to eat meat."

Hearing the sound outside the door, Qiao Mu's face darkened.

Is this cooked beef that he almost put into his mouth just now dog food?

The servant Ah Cheng, who was pretending to be dazed on the ground, trembled and unconsciously squeezed his thigh flesh with his hands.

Chapter 38 An unexpected surprise: news from the emperor

Qiao Mu stood up instantly, approached the closed kitchen door, and peered out through the crack in the door.

After being promoted to the eighth level, his eyesight is much better now. At this moment, he looked out from the door and had a panoramic view of the situation outside the door, and saw Mr. Guo at a glance.

Speaking of which, they were enemies on a narrow road. Qiao Mu originally wanted to sneak in slowly and sneak into the inner courtyard of the city lord's palace, but now he has no chance.

Looking out from the crack of the door, Mr. Guo is holding a dog leash in his hand and is being dragged away by a large black-haired dog.

The big dog seemed to be very excited because of the smell of cooked beef, so he kept dragging him and ran straight to the kitchen.

Qiao Mu looked carefully and saw that there seemed to be no servants following Mr. Guo? Only a few dozen meters away, a few patrolling servants occasionally walked by the eaves and corners.

"Should I take action? If I do, will I be discovered immediately? There may be a servant I didn't see in the blind spot between the door and the door."

This thought flashed through Qiao Mu's mind, but he quickly ran out of time to think about it.

Because Mr. Guo had already arrived in front of the closed door, the big dog he was holding had two front paws on the door and kept barking.

The big dog seemed to have smelled the unfamiliar scent of Qiao Mu through the door, and was already a little wary.

"This beast knows how to eat." Mr. Guo laughed and cursed, then kicked the wooden door, causing it to shake.

"Are everyone inside deaf? They haven't opened the door yet!"

"Okay, sir, don't be surprised, let's go!" Qiao Mu responded immediately without any hesitation.

He assembled the two spears, opened the wooden door with his left hand, and fired out the spear with his right hand.

With a burst of internal energy, he accurately shot the black dog's head. He pulled the gun hard, and hundreds of kilograms of strength exploded in his hand, throwing the black dog's body directly into the door.

After advancing to the eighth level, his inner strength and physical strength were further enhanced. The spear pierced the black dog's head very easily, and his movements were extremely fast. The black dog was thrown into the house before the blood was even spilled.

"You ---" Mr. Guo's eyes widened. Just as he saw Qiao Mu's face clearly, a big hand grabbed his neck and he was lifted in.

The door closed again.

"Qiao Mu? No, Qiao Lin?"

The tip of the spear was pointed directly at Mr. Guo's throat.

"Shh." Qiao Mu looked at Mr. Guo coldly and made a gesture.

Mr. Guo suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. The cold metal of the gun tip touched his throat. Goosebumps appeared all over his body and the blood in his body almost ran cold.

Previously, Qiao Mu had grabbed him and slapped him on the long street. This was the first time Mr. Guo had been humiliated like this on the street, and he almost had a psychological shadow.

As a result, this Qiao Lin's murderous aura was much stronger than that of the original Qiao Mu. He looked like he had been on the battlefield. This Qiao Lin was more ferocious than Qiao Mu. He actually broke into the city lord's palace directly?

Mr. Guo's legs were a little weak. If Qiao Mu hadn't helped him, he would have almost fallen forward and died under Qiao Mu's spear.

After restraining Mr. Guo, Qiao Mu put his ear to the closed door.

He didn't hear the approaching footsteps or the shouts of the servants. It seemed that he had moved quickly enough and was lucky enough to avoid being discovered for the time being.

While Qiao Mu's attention was focused on the outside of the door, Acheng, the servant lying on the ground pretending to be fainted, secretly opened his eyes.

"Young Master just said Qiao Mu, Qiao Lin? I've heard of this name before..." He dared to sneak a glance at Qiao Mu, then quickly closed it, feeling a little relieved.

I originally thought it was some daring thug who dared to break into the city lord's palace, but Qiao Lin has a reputation as a righteous man. I heard that Qiao Lin is Qiao Mu's brother? He shouldn't be a bad person either.

Although he still pretended to be dizzy, the tension in his heart gradually eased a little without realizing it.

"Mr. Guo, let's talk. Speak quietly and I'll ask you questions, or you'll die." Qiao Mu spoke concisely, pointing the tip of his gun at Mr. Guo's throat, his eyes cold.

Mr. Guo nodded like garlic.

"Is this cooked beef really for dogs?" Qiao Mu asked.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Mr. Guo was a little confused as to why Qiao Mu asked such a question, but he noticed Qiao Mu's cold eyes and quickly defended:

"I bought it, I bought it! I bought it with real money, I didn't steal it or rob it!"

"Our Guo family has money, so it's not too much to spend money on something, right?"

"Buying beef is one thing, but... giving it to dogs?" Qiao Mu asked again.

Ever since he walked into Yancheng, everything he saw was a walk in depression.

Because of the famine, all the houses in the outer city were empty, allowing Qiao Mu to realize the freedom of real estate at a young age. All the former refugees went to the mountains and became bandits, and built a small cottage in Dongshan... It is said that The cottage is actually more like a small mountain village.

And Mr. Guo from the inner city buys and sells cattle to be eaten by dogs?

Qiao Mu still eats longevity noodles on his birthday...although he celebrates his birthday a little too frequently.

"...Otherwise?" Mr. Guo opened his innocent eyes, a little confused about the reason for Qiao Mu's cold eyes, and could only argue in a low voice:

"The beef we spend money to buy will not be stolen or robbed."

"The beef we bought is naturally our own. We can do whatever we want with it, right? Is it okay to throw the extra meat to the dogs?"

Looking at Mr. Guo who had a puzzled look on his face, Qiao Mu only thought of an ancient saying: A dog eats human food without knowing how to detect it;

After looking at it carefully, he found that Mr. Guo really didn't think there was anything wrong with this logic, so he asked again:

"Then what do your servants eat?"

"...No, I don't know, it's none of my business." Mr. Guo looked confused.

The servant Ah Cheng, who was lying on the ground pretending to be unconscious, once again quietly squeezed his thigh flesh with both hands.

Qiao Mu was silent for a moment, and could only give up the idea of ​​communicating with Mr. Guo, and continued to ask:

"How many high-level warriors are there in this city lord's mansion?"

Mr. Guo quickly replied: "My father is at the sixth level. There are two other people at the seventh level. One of them is Uncle Fu. He just went out of the city to kill... Ahem, the other one is named Zhou Wen. For the eighth level, it seems to be three, four or five. Six? I don’t know about the ninth grade.”

"Qiao Lin, you must calm down. If something happens to the City Lord's Mansion, these warriors will not be the only guards. The sergeants from the military camp will also be mobilized soon, and you will be unable to fly by then."

Hard to fly with wings? I can rest assured that.

It is impossible to kill such a lineup completely. Qiao Mu estimates that if a sixth-grade warrior comes forward, he may not be able to get in front of the city lord Guo Yan.

But whether Qiao Mu dies or not, he doesn't lose. He wins both ways. Anyway, it's just a win.

"I'm asking you to answer, don't say unnecessary words." Qiao Mu moved the tip of his spear forward and continued to exert pressure:

"Do you know Wu Ji Hui?"

Mr. Guo looked confused.

"Why should I keep you if you don't know anything about it? You take good care of the family dog, but you don't know anything about the situation in the house?" Qiao Mu was a little impatient. He remembered something casually and asked:

"Then do you know... about Emperor Dayan's secret trip?" Qiao Mu suddenly remembered this. This was the intelligence of Wu Jihui, and it was also the information he originally wanted to know from the City Lord's Mansion.

But later on, the conflict with the City Lord's Mansion became too big, so he couldn't take care of this matter anymore.