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

At this time, several pilgrims were walking into this small Taoist temple with little incense. As they walked, they were still discussing something.

"Have you heard? The mayor of Yancheng in the east was killed on the street by a man named Qiao Sen. I don't know what Qiao Sen's background is. He is so fierce that he could break through the mayor's guards and kill the mayor on the street. Afterwards, he could drink open the city gate and walk away."

"Hey, your news is out of date. I heard that Qiao Sen has two sons, Qiao Mu and Qiao Lin. The two brothers are chivalrous men. They died one after another because of the mayor of Yancheng..."

The pilgrims talked about the recent popular things in a few words and entered the temple to burn incense.

Qiao Canxue was listening in a daze, and his heart was like thunder.

"I didn't expect Qiao Mu to have a father still alive. His father also killed the mayor of Yancheng, Guo Yan, with his own hands."

This news is great news for Qiao Canxue.

Qiao Mu died because of him, and she had no way to repay him, so she thought about killing Guo Yan to avenge him.

But since Qiao Mu still has his father alive, she has more ways to repay him.

Although Qiao Mu is dead, no matter how much she repays him, it seems a little slow, but it is different from before.

Her mood gradually became excited, and her eyelids slightly opened again, revealing a white mist.

"I wanted to wait until my magic power is perfect, and then kill Guo Yan with my own hands to avenge him."

"Since he still has family members alive, it will be easy."

"My father-in-law killed the Lord of Yancheng, and I think it will cause trouble. Then when my magic power is perfect, I will go to protect my father-in-law's safety."

The fat Taoist nun on the side saw Qiao Canxue's eyes slightly open, and the aura on her body surged three times in a row.

"Huh? Enlightenment? This is the fourth level of Qi Refining?" The fat Taoist nun first widened her eyes in shock, and then narrowed her eyes with joy.

"This speed of cultivation is even faster than those disciples of the big sects who rely on the power of incense and vows and refine the 'incense magic talisman' to assist in their cultivation. Perhaps this girl can really walk out a path of immortality different from the nine major immortal sects in this world..."

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Heyang Prefecture City.

In the Xiaocui Pavilion of the teahouse, a storyteller in a green shirt and wearing a sword was slamming the gavel and telling a story:

"I heard the warrior Qiao Sen shouting: We warriors should move forward!"

"After that, he stabbed the Lord of Yancheng to death with a gun and left..."

The tea drinkers cheered and applauded from time to time.

A corner of the teahouse.

Several black-clothed constables with swords on their waists were also sitting at the Eight Immortals Table, and they seemed to be listening to the storyteller's story.

"Captain Qiao, this is inappropriate." One of the detectives lowered his voice and said: "We received an order that Qiao Sen, who committed a crime in Yancheng and assassinated an official of the court, has just become a wanted criminal of the court, so we have to drive away the storyteller in this teahouse, but why did you come here to listen to the story?" "Why is it inappropriate? If you don't listen to him, how can you know the right and wrong of the matter? Wait until he finishes his story before you take action." Qiao Mu sat lazily, sipping tea and listening to the story. Since he accidentally bumped into the storyteller bragging about his bragging that day, he has fallen in love with this feeling. But he didn't expect that he came to Heyang Prefecture City just before he came, and then he met the familiar sword-bearing storyteller again, and he happened to be telling his own story. "Yes. This story is indeed interesting." The tea drinker at the next table was a middle-aged man in a long robe, who looked nearly 40 years old. He smiled and said: "But since you are the head of the police in Heyang City, you have to perform your official duties, right? Now is not the time to listen to the story? Things have to be prioritized. Isn't official duties important?" Qiao Mu frowned slightly and turned to look at the middle-aged man in a long robe at the next table. Why did this stranger who was talking to him speak so strangely? It was obviously a stranger who was talking to him, but it sounded like he was condescending and wanted to accuse him. "Things have their priorities." Qiao Mu said casually:

"Such small matters can be handled casually, but if there is a big matter, I will naturally not spare my life."

"But since you love to teach people how to do things, why don't you instruct the current emperor to fight the alien war?"

Chapter 65 Pointing fingers at Emperor Yonghe (3K)

The middle-aged man who spoke was wearing a long robe and had a short beard. When he spoke to people, his chin would be slightly raised, and his gaze was quite majestic.

When Qiao Mu said this, the short-bearded middle-aged man who spoke was obviously surprised, as if he didn't expect Qiao Mu to respond like this, and he was stunned for a while without saying anything.

But Chu, who was sitting at the same table with him, couldn't help but twitch his eyes and looked at Qiao Mu with a squint.

He knew that the Great Yan Emperor next to him wanted to meet this Qiao Pifu on a whim because of the recommendation of Wang Shanhe, the former Minister of the Ministry of Justice who had been in seclusion for many years.

But this was just a whim, and it didn't mean that the Great Yan Emperor valued this Qiao Pifu much.

This man talked about the disastrous war between the Yan Dynasty and the foreigners. It is not impossible that he angered the emperor and caused him to be killed.

After a while, the middle-aged man who talked to him came back to his senses and frowned:

"I am talking to you, why do you bring up the current emperor?"

"Didn't you point out the country first?" Qiao Mu said lazily while sipping tea.

In places like teahouses and wine shops, there are indeed many ordinary people who love to point out the country and debate passionately. It is not a rare thing.

The short-bearded middle-aged man was speechless for a while, and just when he was about to explode, his frown loosened.

I think of Wang Shanhe, the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment during the late emperor's reign. When he was in office, he was also a man with a strong temper and no sand in his eyes.

Temper is one thing, the key is whether you have real talent or not.

If this Qiao Pif was the second Wang Shanhe, he wouldn't be able to endure it for the time being.

So the short-bearded middle-aged man said:

"Since you want to point out the country, you might as well tell me what kind of person this current Holy Emperor is?"

These words are not just for the examination of the school, but actually also mean to listen to the voices of the people.

Emperor Dayan has lived in the palace for a long time. This time he traveled secretly and paid a private visit incognito. He also wanted to hear the voices of the people.

And Qiao Mu blurted out directly: "This Holy Master should be s..."

He stopped on the spot mid-sentence, frowned and looked at the middle-aged man.

Because he and Qiao Canxue had discussed the assassination of the emperor in Yancheng, Qiao Mu has never forgotten this matter.

Someone asked this just now, and he almost blurted out the words "the emperor deserves to die".

Nowadays, Qiao Mu dresses up in disguise and enters Heyang Fucheng alone, speaking with a touch of no-taboos.

But there are no taboos in speaking, and seeking death are two different concepts.

Qiao Mu frowned gradually.

What happened to this stranger who was talking to me? Did you deliberately come to talk to him, deliberately ask him to point out the country, and discuss the current emperor?

Why is this person so vicious in his intentions? Does he want to kill me...Huh? Kill me?

Qiao Mu suddenly remembered that he was cheating.

Is he afraid of death?

Qiao Mu is afraid of a low-quality death, but longs for a high-quality death.

If you were talking about "the current emperor deserves to die" in a teahouse, his death would obviously be meaningless.

But if he can express his truth and level, even if he dies because of his speech, Qiao Mu can still earn a reputation, so his death evaluation will not be bad.

"Are you talking about Emperor Yonghe of the current dynasty? Emperor Yonghe was naturally a good emperor, so that would be all." Qiao Mu said.

The frown of the short-bearded middle-aged man relaxed.

Who doesn’t like to pretend to be someone else and listen to other people talk good about themselves?

Qiao Mu liked it, and so did he.

He is now conducting private visits incognito and listening to the people's voices.

As for Qiao Mu, he is a local police chief in a small city. He is a low-level public official and is naturally part of the common people.

Rounding things off, the people of Dayan are saying that he is a good emperor.

How could he not be in a good mood?

"You said that the current Holy Emperor is a good emperor? What exactly is good about him?" The short-bearded middle-aged man suppressed a trace of joy in his heart and asked again.

You go on, talk more, I like to hear it.

Just listen to Qiao Mu continue:

"The good thing is that his year was chosen well."

"Yonghe Yonghe, today's emperor surrenders to strangers without a fight, pays indemnity and dares not even fight a war, how can he not be Yonghe?"

"As long as you surrender before the enemy captures it, the war will not start. Isn't this Yonghe?"

As soon as these words came out.

The Chu guard next to the short-bearded middle-aged man subconsciously looked at his nose and heart, and did not dare to look at the expression of Emperor Yonghe next to him.

The several Zaoyi agents beside Qiao Mu also widened their eyes in shock.

Turtle, you, Captor Qiao, just sit across the teahouse listening to books and fishing, but now you dare to make irresponsible remarks about the current emperor, are you really not afraid of death?

The strong desire to survive made them subconsciously take a few steps back and look around again, fearing that others would hear their rebellious remarks.

Fortunately, the storyteller was reaching the climax of his story, and the tea-goers in the house were listening in rapt attention. It seemed that no one was listening to the advice of Qiao Mu and the others in the corner.

The short-bearded middle-aged man took a deep breath. It took him a long time to calm down and said slowly:

"The aliens are so powerful that the Great Yan Dynasty cannot match them. After all, even the martial saints from the late emperor's time were defeated and retreated. One hundred thousand elite troops were wiped out."

"Is there a possibility that the current Holy Emperor is putting the overall situation first..."

"You want to say that His Majesty is playing a big game of chess, right, brother understand?" Qiao Mu interrupted him and said casually.

The short-bearded middle-aged man hesitated, not understanding what Qiao Mu said:

"My surname is Yan, not Dong..."

"What does your last name have to do with me?" Qiao Mu said casually:

"Speaking of which, I have a friend named Guo."

"Others say that he is very strategic, smooth and methodical in his dealings, and does not express his emotions or anger easily, and he never gets angry easily."

"When a bad person contradicted him in person, he tolerated it because he knew that a little impatience would mess up a big plan. It was not the best time to take action at that time, so it was better to play it safe."

"The gangster killed his relatives in front of him, but he endured it because he knew that the son of a rich man would not be able to sit down in court, and his many years of business cannot be ruined by a sudden impulse..."

The middle-aged man surnamed Yan waited for a while and asked after not hearing what Qiao Mu said:

"What happened next?"

"Later, it was gone. The person was gone." Qiao Mu said casually:

"He was killed by that gangster."

"If there is a real strategy and calculation, it's actually easier to say."

"What I'm afraid of is the so-called strategy and calculation. It's just a reason not to be in danger and to risk my life."

The middle-aged man named Yan soon turned red, and then turned into the color of pig liver.

He felt that the person opposite was cursing him in a roundabout way, but he had no evidence.

"Your friend is a person. But behind the current Holy Emperor is a country, and it cannot be generalized." He said again.

"Yes." Qiao Mu nodded:

"So for the sake of the overall situation, we should be like Emperor Yonghe, who devoted all the material resources of the Great Yan Dynasty to support the high-ranking foreign sect, and set up foreign sect stations in various major cities. You are welcome to come and play at any time."

At this point, the atmosphere has changed.

There are no Zaoyi agents around Qiao Mu anymore. These few people quickly walked away and listened to the book in a trance. They were about ten steps away from the tree without any eye contact.

Who is this person? They don’t know him or are familiar with him.

The other tea guests at the next table also changed their expressions, stood up and left in a hurry.

The middle-aged man surnamed Yan's face finally darkened uncontrollably. He glanced at the other Zaoyi agents who were unconsciously moving away from Qiao Mu, and said in a deep voice:

"Aren't you afraid of death when you think that the current Holy One is not afraid of death?"