It's Liao Zhai, not Cthulhu

The boss came to stop him, but was knocked out by another Qingpi. Seeing this, his daughter wanted to rush up, but was cut off by the leader Qingpi.

"Little Niangpi is really pretty, I'll bring it to Young Master to play with later, don't touch her."

His daughter glared at the green-skinned gangsters, but with a gust of wind, all the oil in the shop disappeared, and even the group of green-skinned gangsters disappeared together.

And the shopkeeper woke up leisurely, his daughter hurriedly helped him up and asked if there was any accident.

But he didn't notice that there was a note on the table.

The handwriting on the note is correct, and there is a paragraph left.

"The fish is delicious, I hope I can eat it again next time."

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The more Zhao Mengye thought about it, the more he felt bad. His father was Zhao Erhe, why would that swordsman from other places dare to treat him like this?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, to the point where the subordinates he brought out were all furious.

Why are these servants so useless?How many people can't beat even one of them?To let myself suffer this great humiliation, the fault is definitely not myself, the fault is the foreign swordsman, and the fault is the restaurant.

As soon as Zhao Mengye made up his mind, he prepared to transfer his anger to that restaurant, and after throwing some money to the servants, he told the servants to do everything cleanly, so as not to be caught by others.

The servant was also clever, and after taking the money, he found a bunch of green-skinned gangsters as outsourcers.

It's a pity that this bunch of green-skinned gangsters were cut off halfway by Qin Yuelou, and they were dragged all the way to the deep mountains and old forests for interrogation.

After knowing everything, Qin Yuelou's face was frosty, squatting on the ground, without saying a word, just tapping the scabbard rhythmically with her knuckles.

"That restaurant is located in a downtown area. Once it catches fire, it will inevitably set the other shops ablaze. When something happens, what do you think will happen to you?" Qin Yuelou asked the leader of the gangster.

The green-skinned thug in the head looked generous: "Taking people's money and eliminating disasters with others, what do other people's lives and lives have to do with me? As long as I live comfortably, why do I care about other people's affairs? If I burn to death, I can only say it's bad luck. Besides, I'm working for Master Zhao Si, if something goes wrong, the Zhao family will help us settle it."

Qin Yuelou glanced at the green-skinned gangster, and Liu Er could hear the inner thoughts of the green-skinned gangster.

【You are alone, how could you fight the Zhao family?What's more, the Zhao family also enshrined the immortal teacher, you are just a mortal, even if you want to stand out, you can still match the immortal teacher? 】

This green-skinned bastard actually knew that the Zhao family would not do things for him, but he could use the tiger's skin as a cover so that Qin Yuelou could use it as a weapon.

But what this group of people are facing is not the real Qin Yuelou, but the swordsman clone Qin Yuelou.

"That is to say, you don't care about human life at all?" Qin Yuelou asked the green-skinned gangster.

"What do other people's life and death have to do with me?" The green-skinned gangster in charge didn't seem to understand the atmosphere.

Qin Yuelou nodded, drew his sword out of its sheath, and swung his head.

"Then your life and death have nothing to do with me." Qin Yuelou didn't put his sword back into its sheath in a hurry, but looked at the green-skinned gangster behind him.

Everyone's faces were ashen, and some even screamed out. It's a pity that this is a barren mountain and old forest, and it can only startle a bunch of birds and beasts.

"Come on, everyone line up in an orderly manner. Those who don't have kerosene will get some kerosene. Have you seen the headless corpse? Yes, everyone sprinkle some on this person. Hey, hey, what are you doing in the cold? You should be good at murdering and setting fire, why don't you move? Be quick, or don't blame me for not recognizing people with this sword,

Since you can live, don't think about looking for death, do you think what I said is right? "

Although the group of people were a little reluctant, they still poured oil on the scalp.

Afterwards, Qin Yuelou lit a fire, being careful not to burn it into the forest, and saved the fire on the mountain, until the headless corpse was burned into a scorched black corpse.

"Well, hero, can we go?" An old gangster asked Qin Yuelou.

"It's not over yet. Looking at you like this, I also know that you are not a good person. You usually do bad things, right? If you want to leave, you can leave. Each person keeps a finger. If you don't keep a finger, you can keep your head. You can choose for yourself. I Don't force everyone." Qin Yuelou said nonchalantly.

But he can really do this kind of thing. Qin Yuelou's body is easy to talk, but it doesn't mean that he, the swordsman avatar, is easy to talk. .

Although these green-skinned gangsters looked at each other in blank dismay, one of them bit off his finger, sweating profusely from the pain, and hurriedly tore off a cloth strip from his body to wrap the wound to stop the bleeding.

"Oh, by the way, everyone, I have one more thing to say. If you go back to Ansheng and do your duty, then the curse I planted on you will not take effect. If you do evil things, you will die." It's miserable." Qin Yuelou emphasized, in fact, he was using his spiritual hints to strengthen it.

This is an old trick. When Qin Yuelou cloned himself, he also cloned his Xinzhiduo, but his Xinzhiduo was more than the top and the bottom, so he was not useful in the high-end rounds, but for these Ordinary mortals are invincible.

After leaving a lot of little fingers, Qin Yuelou showed a disgusted expression, and picked them up one by one, preparing to make some handicrafts.

Although the swordsman Qin Yuelou looks like a handsome young swordsman, but his chivalry is not so upright, in fact, he is a bit evil,

Usually it is invisible, because this evil nature is not revealed, but the words of that green-skinned gangster really made Qin Yuelou's heart full of anger, so he cut off the guy's head without any nonsense.

But this gangster is not the main evil, from the words of this green-skinned gangster, one can subconsciously figure out something.

The Zhao family must have done a lot of nasty things, but their power in Shouyang City is so intertwined that it is enough to cover the sky with one hand. Now that they have covered the sky with one hand, then these nasty things must have been picked up by the Zhao and Li families Cleaned up.

The so-called scapegoats are presumably these gangsters.

The evil swordsman is actually clear in his heart. Although he often says that he is mediocre, mediocrity is stupid, and stupid is mediocrity, but he is occasionally witty intermittently.

After the handicraft was finished, Qin Yuelou returned to Shouyang City with the item, and asked a few green-skinned gangsters where the Zhao family was.

The next day, Zhao Mengye woke up feeling refreshed. He reckoned that the store should have been burned down so that no one would remember his embarrassment.

In fact, it is not that no one remembers his embarrassment,

It's because he is afraid of his family's power and dare not mention this embarrassment.

It's just that as soon as he went out, he found that the whole house was shrouded in a depressive atmosphere. The maid at home told Zhao Mengye that Zhao Erhe was waiting for him in the main hall.

Zhao Mengye didn't know what was going on, so he went to the main hall, and found his eldest brother Zhao Mengquan, second brother Zhao Mengqing, third brother Zhao Mengchao, and 90-year-old Zhao Erhe.

Zhao Mengye can also be regarded as Zhao Erhe's old son, his elder brother Zhao Mengquan is 60 years old, his sister-in-law is also considered a beautiful wife and old, not only that, but also his godbrother, the head of the Li family is also in his fifties up.

In short, all the Zhao and Li families who can talk are gathered in the main hall. There is a table in the main hall. There were many people around the table before, but Zhao Mengye didn't notice it. When he got closer, he realized that there was something on the table. Things.

When Zhao Mengye saw it, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground.

The thing is a handicraft product, and the little fingers are inserted in every place that can be inserted, with the fingertips facing outwards. It is precisely because of these brackets that the handicraft product can stand on the table.

Just such a handicraft, not even a letter.

But everyone is facing an enemy.

Zhao Mengye naturally didn't know who this unlucky guy was, after all, he let his servants do the work, and his servants were not qualified to come here.

Zhao Erhe glanced at Zhao Mengye, shook his head, with an extraordinary demeanor, stroked his beard, and said.

"I found this one this morning, and it happened to be in front of my bed, so explain to me in detail what all of you have done recently, and let me see who provoked this cross-river dragon." Zhao Erhe The crutch in his hand hit the ground hard.

"It's okay for you to have dirty hands and feet, but at this juncture, when something like this happens, are you really not afraid that the Sea Dragon King will anger our family?"

Zhao Erhe said excitedly, got angry, and then coughed violently.

"Father, calm down first, we are strictly guarding against death recently." Zhao Mengquan hurriedly made tea for Zhao Erhe, "Father, in my opinion, it may be just catching up. This person can enter our house quietly, so naturally he can Killed us silently, in my opinion, this person should want to express something, so he sent this head."

Zhao Mengquan looks very elegant, but his eyes are small, his eyebrows are pale, and his lips are thin.

"What can you express? They sent their heads blatantly. Even your mother didn't notice. This person must be a man of cultivation." Zhao Erhe said after taking a sip of tea and calming down his breath.

"Father, think about it. There are fingers in the head. 'Head in' and 'head gift' may be to show the gift?" Zhao Mengqing is a middle-aged man in his fifties. He is a bit fat, but vaguely I can see how he looked when he was young, and he was considered a handsome man when he was young.

"Who can give this kind of thing as a gift?" Zhao Mengchao shook his head, "I think this head portrait is a warning."

Zhao Mengchao's facial features are average, the kind you can't find in a crowd, but he is younger than his two brothers, about 40 to [-] years old.

"Godfather, I don't think the visitor is kind." Li Kunhai, head of the Li family, said.

"You have to deal with this matter yourself. You must deal with it. In short, the Lord Hailong's ceremony cannot be messed up." Zhao Erhe was also a little tired, and after leaving a sentence, he left with the support of his servants at home.

After Zhao Erhe left, the eight eyes in the main hall were fixed on him.

"Meng Ye, have you provoked someone recently?" Zhao Mengquan asked Zhao Mengye, examining him.

"Brother... I didn't provoke anyone... anyone." Zhao Mengye was still afraid, and stammered.

"Little brother, think about it carefully, have you gone out to do evil recently?" Zhao Mengchao said kindly.

"Brother, among us, you are the youngest and frivolous." Li Kunhai was also quite kind.

"Little brother, if you don't say it, something will go wrong and you will be finished." Zhao Mengquan said with a smile on his face.

So Zhao Mengye could only rack his brains, and finally screened the memories in his mind, and finally settled on the foreign swordsman.

"If someone really offends... then there really is one." Zhao Mengye hesitated.

After hearing the ins and outs of how Zhao Mengye provoked Qin Yuelou, some of the brothers sneered, some were helpless, and some hated iron for being weak.

"Meng Ye, how did I teach you? It's fine if you bully the locals, because you know that no one in the local area can beat us, but when you see someone unfamiliar, it's obviously a foreigner, so you still go to provoke them? " Zhao Mengquan also sullenly said,

"Besides, you'll be fine even if you die. If you play dead, you'll just ask the government to wipe your ass for you, but you still want to set fire? You really...will get punished by yourself later, and deal with it according to family law."

Zhao Mengye looked aggrieved after hearing this.

And what happened in the Zhao family, Qin Yuelou also knew it clearly, although there was indeed a practitioner in the Zhao family, but that practitioner seemed to be retreating in an underground quiet room, Qin Yuelou just used his sword intent to kill him. After his perception was confused, he walked into Zhao's house swaggeringly, leaving the head behind, and at the same time pierced his eyes with sword intent in the Zhao's courtyard.

In this way, he can know everything that happened in the Zhao family.

Although I knew that these family members who covered the sky with their hands could do some dirty and disgusting things.

But this kind of casual words can reflect the situation that people's lives are not taken seriously, which really opened Qin Yuelou's eyes.

Although Qin Yuelou can kill people directly, Qin Yuelou believes that simply killing them will not make him enlightened.

Therefore, he decided to kill people to punish his heart, but how to kill people to punish his heart still needs a long-term plan, but the problem is not too big, after all, there is a movie guided by theory.

And the situation in Shouyang City is somewhat similar to the situation in the movie.

Similar to the previous life, Dajing also has the saying of Wanmin Umbrella,

The so-called Wanmin Umbrella is an umbrella specially given to praise the benevolent government of local officials. It means that the parent official, like an umbrella, covers the common people of one side. The more umbrellas you give, the more face the official has.

If when the official is dismissed or demoted, there are still people in the local area offering umbrellas or even blocking sedan chairs, which means that the official is definitely a clean or good official, and the local people are also kind and righteous.

It’s just that most of the Wanmin Umbrellas are face-saving projects made by powerful families in the local area. To express formalism, it basically means that everyone is neighbors and friends. You help me out and I help you make money. Find a confidant and tool person like you who likes you?

In a word, different people's hearts are condensed on this little Wanmin Umbrella.

In a small city of Shouyang, three magistrates were sent away back and forth in the past ten years, and this "send" refers to "send" in the physical sense, either sudden illness or sudden death without warning, Not a single magistrate left Shouyang City alive.

But this magistrate was in collusion with the Zhao and Li families, and instead lived a chic and nourishing life.

You ask how Qin Yuelou knew?

Don't you know this kind of thing after inquiring about it?

Qin Yuelou also asked again, why no one reported this matter?

The answer was exactly the same.

"We're just a group of ordinary people, how can we fight against other people's great cause?"

The exact same answer also made Qin Yuelou feel a little sad for his misfortune and angry for indisputable anger, but then he thought, if he had no ability, would he be the same as the people in Shouyang City?

Thinking of this, Qin Yuelou went to the gate of the yamen and saw the Drum of Mingyuan.

I saw a sign hanging on the grievance drum, which said.

[Those who beat the drum to express their grievances are not allowed to disturb the people. They should be tapped lightly three times without making a sound. Those who violate the rules will be hit hard with [-] boards. 】

The grievance drum is not full of vines, but it looks like a decoration.

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There is no gatekeeper at the gate of this yamen. Instead, there are all kinds of miscellaneous sounds coming from behind the gate. There are people drinking and throwing punches, dice falling into the bowl and tinkling, and there are also sounds of hahahaha, I don’t know. Are you practicing stone locks?

Qin Yuelou didn't listen carefully, but just picked up the drumstick from the side of the drum stand, and with all his strength, he slammed it on the drum head, which seemed to be a simple movement, but it also used three to five cents of energy. mana.

This mana has become a medium like air, transmitting the sound of the drum, and even amplifying the sound of the drum.

When the drumstick was struck, it was like a thunderclap under a sunny sky, even the voices in the yamen were drowned out, there were screams of surprise one after another, the sound of heavy objects falling, and several cries of pain.

Qin Yuelou heard it in his ears, and the drumstick in his hand was still beating, and the sound was overshadowed.

The closed door of the yamen was opened, and the two police officers looked fierce, wanting to capture Qin Yuelou.

"You don't know how to read?! Can't you read such a big character?" The savage-faced policeman said and wanted to arrest Qin Yuelou and beat him up dozens of times, but no matter what, the policeman couldn't get close Qin Yuelou took half a step.

It was as if the time around him was suspended, no, to be precise, it was slowed down step by step, like viscous mercury, time gradually tended to freeze.

But the consciousness of these two police officers was not relieved at the same time.

"The drum of injustice is for people to beat. What the people expect is to be fair and to repay the injustice. What the people expect is to have a good official who can do practical things, not to deceive the superior and the inferior. You posted on this drum of injustice. With such a brand, isn’t it pretending to be deaf and blind?” Qin Yuelou was still beating the drums, and didn’t even look at the two policemen.

Perhaps the people in the yamen waited for a long time, and then a few more people came out, and those few people saw a strange scene.

Qin Yuelou beat the drum smoothly one after another to express his grievances, while the two policemen wanted to approach Qin Yuelou as if in slow motion, but their movements became more and more sluggish.

"Bold monster! Haven't you quickly withdrawn the demon law?! This is under the rule of Dajing, you are not allowed to be unrestrained!" I don't know if it's courage or what it means, but the man dressed as a petty official shouted angrily.

However, there was a slight change in his body, and the original ordinary aura was transformed into another extra aura.

This aura is just scattered around the little official's body in a shapeless form, but what makes Qin Yuelou look different is that this aura offsets the influence of his sword intent at this time by about a small thumbnail. order of magnitude.