My wife is the reborn boss

He glanced at Xu Qingyuan's body on the ground.

Brother Xu, I will make arrangements for your daughter, please rest in peace

Wu Qiong waved a wave of energy to kill Ren Chaofan, and then said in a waned mood, "Madam, the rain has stopped, please take someone to bury Brother Xu's body, just bury it behind the inn."

The proprietress didn't dare to say anything, she hurried away with a few people and went to dig a hole in the back.

"It's going to be dawn soon." Wu Qiong turned and left, "It's time for us to get on the road."

The rebooting group silently followed behind him.

Half an hour later, on the carriage, Jie Se couldn't help but say, "Brother Wu, Brother Xu committed suicide, right?"

Wu Qiong continued, "Besides, Big Brother Xu planned this early in the morning. He couldn't avenge himself, so he came to us. You said that he is the owner of a car dealership, why is he just waiting there today?"

"When is it?"

When to make a decision.

Wu Qiong shook his head and said, "It was probably the day of the chaos in the imperial city. At that time, the master and the Taoist brother assisted the government to maintain order. He should have seen it."

"He is betting, betting that we will avenge him." Jie Se sighed endlessly, "Brother Wu, you saw it when drinking last night, why didn't you stop him?"

Wu Qiong said calmly, "He already wanted to die, did I stop it? Then Ren Chaofan abducted his daughter and destroyed his home. What's the difference between that and killing him with his own hands? There must be more than Brother Xu's family."

He suddenly thought of something, and shook his head, "The name Ren Chaofan is really interesting, Ren Chaofan, human trafficker, hey! This Shiliu Village might as well be renamed Human Trafficker Village."

"Brother Wu also noticed it." Ye Qingxuan said softly, "The people in the inn are all in the same group as Ren Chaofan, except for the two friends who copied the cheats."

Jie Se frowned, "Brother Wu, why did you let them go?"

Li Jianshi's beautiful eyes stared, "The poor brother has his reasons for doing this. If you are upset, go back and do it yourself!"

Su Mubai said to Wu Qiong, "If you don't want to get your hands dirty, I can go. I can do this kind of thing for you."

Wu Qiong shook his head and said with a smile, "No hurry, they won't end well."

When a ray of sunlight fell, he raised his head and muttered, "It's sunny."

In the inn, everyone gathered together.

Oh, except for those two who are still copying books in the house.

"Ma'am, what should I do?" the waiter asked softly.

What he asked was not revenge. After all, everyone was not stupid, it was just that a brother died, and they didn't dare to trouble Wu Qiong and others.

"I can't stay here anymore." The proprietress sighed. "Brothers finally found a shelter here. I didn't expect to be disturbed by crossing the river."

That's right, this was originally an ordinary small village. A few years ago, a group of robbers slaughtered the entire village, and then the birds took over the dove's nest, and settled down in the village. Doing the work of human traffickers.

The proprietress continued, "Let's inform everyone that we will pack up our belongings in a while, and we will leave immediately. We will find a mountain to hide for two days to see the situation."

"No need." An unfamiliar female voice sounded.

Puchi!

The proprietress lowered her head slowly, she looked at the point of the knife protruding from her chest, and wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything in the end.

Lu Xiaohuang pulled out the long knife stuck on the proprietress's body, looked at the stunned people in front of him, and said indifferently, "Your Majesty has ordered that no one will be left in Shiliu Village."

Then she suddenly remembered something, "Oh, right, there are two book copyers in the inn, take them back, and you don't need anything else."

"Yes." Countless embroidered guards in black rushed into Shiliu Village. Perhaps after today, this village will no longer exist.

Behind the inn, under the willow tree, a tombstone stood there quietly.

A gust of wind blows, the willows flutter with the wind, and the mottled sunlight shines through the willow leaves on the tombstone.

Listening to the screams coming from all over the village, the mottled sunlight on the tombstone is also shaking slightly. Maybe it is laughing?

Chapter 1 Ziyang real person

The Taiqing sect is located on Taiqing Mountain, eighty miles north of Dingzhou City.

It is said that when Taiqing sent the founder of the mountain to this place, he saw a small river at the foot of the mountain, so he sighed.

"This river is too clear!"

So the small river was named Taiqing River, and the mountain was named Taiqing Mountain.

Later, he built a Taoist temple called Taiqing Temple on the mountain, and Taiqing Temple gradually developed and expanded, so it was called Taiqing School.

The village that was later built under the mountain was called Taiqing Village.

Taiqing Village has developed for hundreds of years, and now it is called Taiqing City.

One day, early in the morning, five people came from Taiqing city.

These five people are monks, Taoists, beautiful and poor, and they are Wu Qiong and his party.

"It's finally here." Jie Se sighed.

It's not easy to walk this way.

"Oh, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, master don't blame me." Wu Qiong accompanied him with a smiling face.

"This is a joint decision of everyone, what did the poor monk blame you for?" Jie Se shook his head.

It turned out that they left Shiliu Village and met a family who planned to live in Dingzhou City.

The family was being robbed by robbers, and the Jie Se and others took action to finish off the robbers. Later, Wu Qiong saw that their carriage was damaged, so he gave them the carriage of himself and others, and they rushed towards the Taiqing sect on foot.

"Taoist, why don't we join the Taiqing Sect, what are we doing here in Taiqing City?" Jie Se complained.

"Sigh." Ye Qingxuan sighed, and then said with a smile, "Even if we go back to the mountain, we won't be able to see our master, so he should stay in some brothel in the city right now."

"Little Xuanzi, you will be struck by lightning for speaking ill of people behind their backs." A clear voice sounded not far from them.

Everyone looked around and saw a Taoist priest sitting on the side of the street.

His silver hair was tied into a bun, and a hosta was simply stuck on it.

A handsome face can be regarded as Fengshen Junlang, and the purple Taoist robe on his body can be regarded as neat.

If someone who doesn't know why sees him, they should also praise him, "What a heavenly master!"

The premise is not to look at his sitting posture.