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

"father..."

"Shut up!" Guo Yan slapped his son back, making him dizzy again:

"I'm usually too arrogant with you...bring him back to me!"

After saying that, City Lord Guo Yan quickly got on his horse and said one last word to Qiao Mu before leaving:

"Qiao Mu, if you change your mind, you can report to the City Lord's Mansion at any time."

He immediately took the many sergeants and left quickly on galloping horses.

Qiao Mu remained silent, quietly watching the city lord ride away.

He keenly noticed that when the city lord said his last words, he was looking at other people on the street from the corner of his eye.

After the city lord leaves.

The crowd's chatter quickly became noisy.

"Our city lord is still very generous, and we actually let the young righteous man named Qiao Mu go!"

"Tsk, tsk, although the Lord of the City is a useless playboy, the Lord of the City still listens to the truth."

"That young righteous soldier Qiao Mu is also very lucky. After all this trouble, he has fallen into the eyes of the city lord. If he wants to join the city defense army, he must not take advantage of an officer."

The direction of the crowd's discussion quietly changed, and it basically turned into praising the city lord's magnanimity and admiring Qiao Mu's righteous actions.

Obviously, what he just did has become famous among this group of people.

Qiao Mu just frowned and listened, not paying much attention.

He doesn't care about reputation, it's just a peripheral thing.

What he pursues is martial arts and his own strength.

Just like today's incident, the city lord has the biggest fist, so he is the law and the principle in this city.

In the chaotic ancient times, force was the iron rule.

So what he cared about most at this time was actually only one thing.

"After struggling for so long, the atmosphere has reached this point. I have thought about my last words. Why am I still alive?" He looked at the sky blankly, feeling that he had been hit hard.

"The city lord and his son really have bad intentions, they actually won't let me die!"

Qiao Mu was indignant, but when his heart sank and he saw the Ouroboros longevity lock in his mind again, he was surprised again.

The Ouroboros longevity lock was still emitting a faint light in his mind at this time, and it did not lose its light because Qiao Mu was out of danger.

According to Qiao Mu's previous experience, the glow of the longevity lock means an increase in the evaluation of death.

But now this longevity lock is constantly on in my mind like a light bulb.

What does this mean?

Qiao Mu thought for a long time and made a bold guess.

"My death rating has not disappeared with the departure of the city lord. Does this mean...if I die now, I can still get a higher death rating?"

Then here comes the problem.

Are the trees of today any different from the trees of the past?

Qiao Mu looked around.

Wherever he looked, many people on the street smiled and nodded to him, and the swordsman in green just now expressed his solemn thanks.

Qiao Mu understood immediately.

If he died now, he would die as a "young righteous man who angrily scolded the lord of Yancheng City in the street", not as a nobody named Qiao Mu.

Then, Qiao Mu realized it.

He suddenly realized the correct way to activate this "immortal" power.

Death is good for trees.

But it's still a good thing for Qiao Mu that he didn't die!

As long as Qiao Mu continues to act bravely, his fame and popularity will continue to rise.

In this way, when Qiao Mu finally dies, it will be a vigorous and high-quality death!

If you succeed in seeking death, you can become stronger at the cost of your age!

If you fail to commit suicide, you can continue to stack BUFFs and increase your death rating until the day Qiao Mu dies.

It's like a gamble.

Qiao Mu put his life on the gambling table.

Winning a bet means life, losing a bet means death.

If the bet wins and he is still alive, then the chips will continue to accumulate, more and more.

The day he dies is the day the chips on the gambling table are turned into cash!

In this way, in the gambling game of life, no matter whether he wins or loses, he will make a profit!

Win-win! I win on both sides!

Chapter 12 Half of the Boxing Sutra, retribution of life and death

Inside the city lord's palace.

Mr. Guo was lying on his back on the bench, and a doctor was applying medicine to his wound, trying to reduce the swelling on his cheek, which had become swollen like a pig's head.

City Lord Guo Yan was sitting next to him, looking at his only son's injury with a stern look on his face.

The old man in gray clothes who had captured Qiao Mu stood quietly aside.

"Dad, why do you still want to recruit that villain named Qiao Mu?" Mr. Guo said vaguely with his swollen eyes open.

Guo Yan waved his hand and asked the doctors and maids waiting beside him to leave, leaving only the old man in gray standing there before he spoke:

"Why rush? If he joins the Yancheng army, there are ten thousand ways to kill him."

Guo Yan closed his eyes and spoke calmly.

He had just discovered that his son's resentment among the people of Yancheng had reached such an extent that it only took one passerby to speak out to ignite the fire.

After subduing Qiao Mu, he didn't kill him on the spot just because he still wanted to be a city lord who was known by the people as a kind-hearted and generous person.

Inviting Qiao Mu to join the army was just a way for him to resolve this crisis.

Whether this will succeed or not, it is still unclear whether it will become a good story about courtesy and virtuous corporal in the future.

After all, although his son was beaten to a bruised nose and face, Qiao Mu is still a young warrior who has not yet developed his inner strength. With the methods and abilities of the city lord Guo Yan, he feels that he can handle it easily, so naturally there is no need to simply and roughly attack him in public. kill.

Thinking of this, he opened his eyes and looked down at his only son with cold eyes. The look in his eyes made Mr. Guo tremble in his heart and he stopped mumbling.

"You're such a traitor, you should have been beaten long ago, otherwise you'd be in big trouble sooner or later."

"A warrior who has not yet developed his inner strength can rise up and capture you at the risk of his own life. What if there are other nobles in the future who you can't afford to offend?"

"Noble?" Mr. Guo noticed this key word:

"Have any dignitaries come to Yancheng recently?"

As the largest second-generation ancestor in Yancheng, he naturally deserves to be worthy of anyone.

And the noble man that the city lord said he couldn't offend must be the fierce dragon crossing the river outside Yancheng.

City Lord Guo Yan looked at him coldly and said:

"In the past month, you have been confined to the house and are not allowed to go out."

"Why?" Mr. Guo suddenly became confused. He was suddenly beaten up and threatened by someone while he was walking on the road. He was also grabbed by his collar and threatened. Now that it's over, he still has to be grounded? Is this reasonable?

Guo Yan thought for a moment before speaking in a low voice:

"It is said that the current emperor may visit the area near Yancheng in the next month. I am grounding you to prevent you from inexplicably causing another fatal disaster."

A big reason why he tried his best to maintain his popularity in Yancheng was also because of the possible emergence of Emperor Dayan.

"Emperor Dayan? Rumor has it? Is this news reliable?" Mr. Guo's eyes widened.

"How can you tell your father about the emperor's travel situation? Who knows if it will attract assassins." The city lord sneered:

"This month, you will stay in this mansion and you are not allowed to go out again."

Mr. Guo lowered his head and remained silent, but after a moment he couldn't help but ask again:

"But that tree..."

"You don't have to worry about his affairs anymore." City Lord Guo Yan closed his eyes:

"Whether he is invited to join our Yancheng garrison or not, there are ways to deal with him."

"It would be easier if he joins."

"Aren't there bandits in Dongshan outside the city quite rampant recently? Then we can just send him into battle to die."

....

On the streets of the inner city.

Qiao Mu passed through the crowd that was getting noisier again, and leaned down to pick up the blind stick that fell to his feet.

Seven or eight steps away, Qiao Canxue was groping around with her eyes closed, her brows furrowed nervously.

The commotion just now was quite big. The people were avoiding the whipping, and the sergeants surrounded the long street. The blind stick in Qiao Canxue's hand was also squeezed out by the crowd.

Although she was once a member of a wealthy martial arts family, she was first of all a blind person.

You can usually rely on your hearing, smell and other sensory abilities to make up for your lack of sight and live like ordinary people.

But if the surrounding environment is more complicated, she will be blinded.

Qiao Mu picked up the blind stick and walked to her side, handing the blind stick to Qiao Canxue who was still fumbling blindly.

Qiao Canxue grabbed the cane and subconsciously nodded and bowed to express her thanks, but after a moment her nose twitched slightly, and her originally frowning brows relaxed slightly.

"Did you just hit the city lord's son?" Qiao Canxue asked.

What happened just now, except that Qiao Canxue could guess a lot at the beginning, she was not too sure about what happened next.

Qiao Mu led her back to the small alley in the outer city, and at the same time explained what happened just now.

"You slapped the city lord's young master several times, and the city lord wants to recruit you to join the Yancheng defenders?" Qiao Canxue paused slightly, shook her head and said:

"That doesn't sound like a good thing."

"If this city lord is really a good man who repays evil with kindness, then how could he indulge his only son to such an extent? So..."

"So I will book the City Lord's Mansion!" Qiao Mu said decisively.

"...Didn't you understand what I said? Once you enter the city lord's palace, you will be like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth."

"Crisis is an opportunity." Qiao Mu's eyes flashed with excitement:

"Don't forget that this city lord is probably a member of Wujihui."

If the city lord has no good intentions, he will most likely die if he goes to the city lord's mansion!

If the city lord is really a sage who repays evil with kindness, then Qiao Mu can also take this opportunity to join the Yancheng army and get closer to the city lord Guo Yan, a suspected member of Wujihui.

The more dangerous it was, the more he wanted to get inside.

Anyway, no matter whether he will die or not, it will not be a loss anyway!

"If the city lord is a member of the Wuji Association, as the city lord of his side, he must not be an ordinary person among the Wuji Association."

"Then he either has the method to decipher the tadpole cipher text, or he directly has more information about the plan to assassinate the emperor."

Qiao Mu has not forgotten that his ultimate goal is to sneak into Wu Jihui and try his best to participate in the plan to assassinate the emperor.

Then, at the scene of the assassination of the emperor, have a good time and die!

Qiao Canxue listened carefully to Qiao Mu's plan, with a strange look on her face.

Just now, he acted righteously and threatened the lord of the city by grabbing the young master's neck.

Now he has decided to risk his own life and join the city lord's service, just because the city lord is suspected to be a member of Wujihui...Does he really need to do this?

"He said before that he planned to assassinate the emperor and use the opportunity of the Great Yan Dynasty to destroy Wujihui. It was really not just empty talk." Qiao Canxue followed Qiao Mu step by step into the deep alley.