In the Great World of Martial Arts, You Use the Tao of Talisman To Rule the Ages? Chapter 116

Chapter 116 Huo Family, Undercurrent

 In Xicheng, the heavy rain gradually stopped.

 “Give way, don't be stuck here, go home quickly...”

 The officials worked hard to disperse the people surrounding the restaurant.

 There were not only people watching the excitement, but also carriages of many rich and powerful people.

This long street was originally a place where the powerful had fun and entertainment. Naturally, these people would not be absent if such a big event happened.

 The lamps flickered and the voices of people surged.

As a descendant of the He family, He Shui looked at the two corpses that were carried out. The tragic and twisted forms of death and the despair on the ferocious faces made him feel cold all over for a moment.

"Steward Ning..." He subconsciously called to his side, and then he realized that Butler Ning was missing.

There was a sudden noise in the distance, and it seemed like many people were coming.

He Shui turned around and saw many familiar faces, all of whom were relatives of the He family...

 Extremely lively.

 Beyond the crowd, through the window of the carriage.

Huo Zhengqing twirled a white beard and looked at the family drama outside with a smile on his lips.

 “Uncle!”

Niece Huo Songlan boarded the carriage, wearing a cold eyebrow, and her aura was very different from that of ordinary women.

There was a coachman behind her who brought more news:

"Master Qing, He Yongshan and his son are indeed dead. They died a quarter of an hour before we went to the banquet."

“Haha,” Huo Zhengqing looked away, “I heard from the people outside that he was beaten to death in public in a restaurant?”

“It's almost the same, these two people were punched to death in the elegant room.”

“What happened today really caught me by surprise!”

Huo Zhengqing shook his head and smiled, then looked at his niece beside him.

 Huo Songlan's face was cold:

　　"It was really an inopportune time to die. I traveled back and forth for more than a thousand miles, and nearly half a year's work was all in vain."

“Songlan, there is a high probability that things in this world will not go as planned, so there is no need to worry about it.”

“The person who beat He Yongshan and his son to death seems to be a famous person in the city... I just heard a lot of fragmentary anecdotes. Some said that the man had beaten other people to death in public a long time ago, and some said that the murderer was originally just a snake catcher?”

Huo Zhengqing laughed, comforted his niece, and asked the coachman again.

The other party stood outside the car door and told what he had just learned: "Yes, the murderer's name is Chen Lin. He was just a snake catcher earlier, but later he had an adventure..."

The coachman told the story in great detail, starting from the time Shanshi was bullied by the Flying Bear Boxing Gym, the well-known Chen Lin took action and broke up the boxing gym, and then killed Zhang Taisheng on the boat, all the way to the recent sudden death of He Yongshan and his son.

He was not affected by the rumors at all. At first glance, he asked the people in Beicheng to inquire.

 The two people in the carriage listened attentively, with emotions in their eyes.

Er, the coachman's voice stopped.

Huo Songlan's eyes wrinkled slightly:

“The martial arts master was beaten to death on He's boat?”

“I'm afraid that this matter might still involve us?”

 She looked at her uncle, her cold eyes slightly opened, showing some confusion.

Huo Zhengqing scratched his white beard, feeling a little embarrassed: "Maybe that's true."

He also didn't expect that just listening to a casual thing could be related to his family.

“Although this young man entered Taoism by chance, he is an upright man and has a strong spirit. He should also be a talent that can be developed..."

“That's right, it might scare some people.”

There was a constant sound of horses neighing all around. Seeing that the dust had settled, the carriages of the dignitaries quickly left the restaurant. When they exited the long street, they were completely merged into the darkness, and they didn't know where they were going.

Huo Zhengqing looked at it quietly and suddenly smiled.

 Xicheng, Zhang Mansion.

Master Zhang Shichang's hands trembled after listening to the butler's report.

“He Yongshan and his son were really beaten to death on the spot by Chen Lin?”

“Yes, sir! The whole restaurant was watching!”

“Earlier, that man dared to kill people in public, and even made blood everywhere in front of our house. Now he has gone even further! He even dared to kill ordinary people!”

Zhang Shichang clenched his fists to hide the fear in his heart.

The butler beside him said:

“Master, we can't let the magistrate let him go this time... Moreover, I heard that Chen Lin had previously pledged money to the rice noodle shop in Beicheng to pay for the rice for those mud-legged people, and he was seeking fame there!”

"Huhu -" Zhang Shichang tried to calm down his breathing, "I will edit a letter now, and you can send it to the government office overnight. We can no longer tolerate such lawless people!" Similar situations continued to occur in the West City and the Inner City.

When the housekeeper of the Zhang Mansion got on the carriage and headed towards the inner city government office, other wealthy households in the surrounding area also opened their doors, drove out of the carriage, or ran out with a few servants holding gift boxes in their hands.

It contained white souvenirs from Xicheng, as well as envelopes from the heads of the family.

 Inner city.

The wind stopped and the rain stopped, and the water vapor passed through the window screen, bringing in the slightest coolness.

  Crash.

Thin pieces of paper are placed on the table.

There are countless **** fingerprints printed on the paper, which are densely packed. Just looking at it, you can seem to hear unstoppable weeping and wailing...

The county magistrate Ren Chengjin was seated in front of the statue of life and death.

  I haven't come back to my senses for a long time.

There was also his confidant beside him, who also looked resentful. He looked at the high wall outside the door and quickly closed the doors and windows.

“Sir, that crazy Zhao has never known etiquette and is famous for his madness. Now that Chen Lin has his support, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to force himself.”

"I know."

Ren Chengjin's tone was calm, but his heart was in turmoil.

The imperial court did not have no restrictions on martial artists.

Tianjing has a martial arts supervisor, who is personally controlled by the Holy Master. There are many masters in it, and the subordinates are stationed in various places to guard the four directions.

Although there is no branch in charge of martial arts supervision in Kanazawa County, he can submit a report to request a branch at any time.

Even if Madman Zhao is in the Qi realm, he can still be suppressed by moving to the Yuangang realm.

 But now that the war is raging in the south, how could he escalate this matter just because of the death of a rich man?

Moreover, if you do this, you will cut yourself off from the local martial arts masters. Unless you are transferred, you will have to be wary in the future.

 Therefore, most government agencies do not want to interfere with political affairs.

 We have always been on good terms with each other.

Ren Chengjin hesitated.

 Suddenly I heard a knock on the door.

The confidant went to open the door, and soon brought back a delicate gift box. He leaned over and said a few words in Ren Chengjin's ear.

Ren Chengjin took out an envelope, glanced at it twice, and put it on the table.

 Haven't waited to speak.

Gift boxes arrived one after another, and letters were taken out and stacked one by one on top of the life and death forms, covering each **** fingerprint until they were gradually invisible.

Beside it, dozens of gift boxes were piled up.

 Silver, ginseng, musk, jade, jewelry…

Ren Chengjin was dazzled for a moment. It was the first time for him to see the wealthy households in the city so united.

His hand was on the table, stroking the letter.

The letter has a strong fragrance of ink, and it looks like top-grade pine smoke ink. The smell is refreshing, unlike the life-and-death picture I just got, which always smells like blood.

Ren Chengjin was like this, not to mention the confidants next to him, their eyes were so excited that they were about to shine.

 “Big, sir!”

"They gave too much, too!"

 "Well..." Ren Chengjin swallowed and was about to continue saying something.

 The knock on the door came again.

 “Sir Ren, Master Three Sticks would like to see you.”

 After the servant finished speaking, he hurriedly left.

Ren Chengjin's face suddenly darkened, and he already had a premonition of Master Three Sticks' intention.

Just before he could get up, the servant from before came back again.

“Sir, the master of the Wuxiang Martial Arts School is also here...”

“Also, there is a letter from Qiu Shui Jian Tang.”

 (End of this chapter)

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