Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law

Of course, Chen Mo didn't just rush in. After sneaking in, he observed the film for a while and saw that the people in the living room were not as strong as him before he entered.

Although we want to solve this problem, we can't be reckless.

I have to say that the system's function of displaying a warrior's strength is really useful.

He calmly put on the bloody bamboo hat and looked at the dozens of gangsters holding weapons who had gathered around the yard. He glanced at them faintly. The moment he raised his sword, these dozens of people immediately took a few steps back in fear. .

However, Chen Mo just put the Tang Dao in the crook of his right arm lightly, wiped off the blood on the knife, then put it back into the scabbard on his back and walked out.

Without the obstruction of Chen Mo's body, the boys in the yard finally saw the scene in the living room clearly, and their expressions changed drastically.

The snow was falling heavily, and snowflakes were falling on the bamboo hat. Chen Mo walked out of the yard calmly. Without any instructions, the group of boys in the yard were so scared that no one dared to stop them. Instead, they made way for Chen Mo to leave.

Swish, swish, swish.

The courtyard of Nuo Da was silent, except for a blood-stained bamboo hat, which slowly floated out of the alleyway between the white walls and blue tiles, and left the Qinghe Gang headquarters.

It wasn't until Chen Mo left that the boys in the yard took action, and someone bold entered the living room.

"Master Xiong? Gang leader, ah, it's not good. The gang leader and the hall master are both dead. Go and report to the official."

"Report to the official, report to the official quickly."

The courtyard was in a panic.

…

Chen Mo was not surprised that he could leave so smoothly.

Reality is not like movies and TV shows. Gangs and lakes gangs are all shouting about loyalty. When the eldest brother dies, it is like poking a hornet's nest. The younger brothers swarm up and kill one after another.

People are more realistic. Even if they are close friends and relatives, few people will fight for their lives against powerful enemies for a dead person.

What's more, a Jianghu gang wants to get benefits when doing things, and it is easy to accept the soft and fear the tough.

The eldest brothers are dead, what can they do as the younger brothers?

After all, they are all dead. Even if they show off, they will not get any benefits. At most, they will be praised for their loyalty and loyalty.

But it’s only a few hundred coins a month, so what’s the point of risking your life?

Coming to a deserted alley, Chen Mo took out a package from the corner.

He took off the bamboo hat on his head, pulled off the black cloth on his face, then took off the blood-stained clothes on his body and put on the clothes he wore when he entered the city in the package.

Chen Mo did not throw away the blood-stained clothes, but took out some banknotes and broken silver from his inner pocket.

Chen Mo found these banknotes from the corpses of Yang Wei and others.

There are ten taels, fifty taels, and one hundred taels.

Chen Mo calculated it, it was about four hundred taels.

Less is a bit less, but for a gang leader, how can he carry so much money with him when he goes out? And for Chen Mo, this amount is an astronomical figure.

Chen Mo didn't worry about the Qinghe Gang's treasure house or anything.

First, he was alone with two hands and couldn't take much.

Second, according to Wu Shan, the Qinghe Gang is in a sense the black glove of the county magistrate Chang Yuan, helping him make money.

If a person dies, he will die. Chang Yuan may not pursue the case due to the strength of the murderer. After all, someone else can still take over the Qinghe Gang.

But if his money was used and his interests were violated, it would be hard to say.

After all, some people are not afraid of death even for the sake of profit.

Of course, Chen Mo didn't think about killing Chang Yuan or anything.

After all, Chang Yuan is a county official, who knows if there are strong people around him.

Secondly, according to the laws of the Song Dynasty, killing officials is equivalent to rebellion, and Chang Yuan was still a student of the prefect.

Chen Mo didn't want to rebel. He didn't think he could fight against the imperial court with his strength.

After that, Chen Mo went to the blacksmith shop.

I plan to customize another Tang Dao.

The Tang Dao currently in use was not made with the best materials due to lack of money, and the craftsmanship was also quite poor.

When he collided with Yang Wei's sword just now, although Yang Wei's sword made a big gap, his own sword also left a gap.

Secondly, with the improvement of strength, the Tang Dao currently in hand is slightly lighter.

He asked Shopkeeper Zhang to use the best materials and all craftsmanship, and specifically asked Shopkeeper Zhang to make it heavier.

The price is twenty-five taels.

Chen Mo left a deposit of fifty taels.

When Chen Mo returned to Zijin Tower, the girl accompanying him was still awake. He took off his shoes and got on the couch, hugged her gently, then closed his eyes and waited quietly for her to wake up.

the other side.

In the side room in the backyard of the county government office.

Chang Yuan, dressed in official uniform, was sitting behind the desk, reviewing official documents. A pot of charcoal fire was burning next to him, and an iron stove was set on the brazier.

As if he was tired from reviewing, Chang Yuan stopped what he was doing, picked up the iron stove, poured himself a glass of water, then blew lightly into the teacup, took a sip while it was hot, and then picked up a piece of preserved fruit and put it in. At the entrance, the expression is pleasant.

But at this moment, the footsteps outside the house and the knock on the door disturbed his mood, and he couldn't help but frown slightly: "Say."

The people outside did not enter the door, but still bowed their hands to Chang Yuan in the room, saying: "Sir, it's bad, something happened to the Qinghe Gang. The gang leader Yang Wei and the seven hall leaders below were all killed by a man wearing a bamboo hat. The masked man killed.”

"Dangdang."

The sound of a tea cup falling to the ground.

Chang Yuan frowned, as if he didn't notice the hot water sprinkled on his legs. After a while, he relaxed his brows and said, "Where is the murderer?"

"No one from the Qinghe Gang dared to stop him and just watched him leave. However, that man only killed Yang Wei and the Seventh Hall Master, but the Qinghe Gang's warehouse was not touched. It must have been a vendetta."

"You mean it's related to the person who killed Chen Hu last time?"

"I don't dare to say for sure."

"Da da da"

Chang Yuan tapped his fingers lightly on the table in front of him, and after pondering for a long time, Fang finally spoke: "In the fish and meat village of Qinghe Gang, human life is disregarded, wanton and heinous crimes are committed.

Among them, the gang leader Yang Wei and others are the culprits. I have been unable to deal with them before, but now they deserve their death. "

The people outside listened quietly and did not dare to say much.

"Xu Lie." Chang Yuan said.

"My subordinate is here."

"Let Peng Qing lead people to raid the Qinghe Gang and confiscate all their property."

"No." The man named Xu Lie outside nodded, and then whispered: "Sir, who is the murderer?"

"Who is the murderer? He is a righteous man who eliminates harm for the people. An announcement has been made that this matter will not be pursued."

"promise."

"Wait a minute, you go to Yi's house in person." Seeing the people outside were about to leave, Chang Yuan thought of something and quickly stopped him.

"promise."

It's three o'clock in time.

Wu Shan hooked Chen Mo's shoulder and walked out of Zijin Tower.

Thanks for the 100-point reward for ten years of hard work in sharpening the sword, and the 188-point reward for "wine,"!