The first cause of all realms

Chapter 130 Leaving Qingzhou City Temporarily

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After the dead of winter comes the New Year.

With the sound of firecrackers, Qingzhou City became more and more lively, and every household posted couplets, door gods, to welcome the arrival of the new year.

In this season, even those who are poor at home will grit their teeth and buy some new year's goods, take a few steps, and buy new clothes for their children.

Qingzhou City is peaceful.

In the Liu family, everything was depressed.

In the empty martial arts field, everyone from clan elders to servants and maidservants gathered here. There were those who wore sackcloth and mourning, some who whimpered softly, and those who wailed loudly.

"My son..."

Liu Changfeng, who was sixty years old, caressed his broken body covered with white cloth, tears pouring down his face.

All around, Liu Wenlong's wife, Wu Ya, knelt down a large area, crying, and several concubines were so out of breath from crying that they almost passed out.

Slowly covering his son's still terrified and unwilling face, Liu Changfeng turned around blankly, looked at the clansmen and clan elders, sad and cold:

"My son is dead!"

The huge training ground was completely silent, and no one dared to vent their anger.

Everyone in the Liu family knew that Liu Wenlong was the son most relied on by the patriarch, and the next patriarch who had been appointed.

Seeing Liu Wenlong's tragic death, everyone present could feel the rage contained in Liu Wenfeng's dull expression.

"Master Tang!"

An old man with white beard and hair stepped forward with a sad expression, and looked solemnly at the only group of outsiders in the training ground:

"Wenlong, who killed him?!"

Swish!
Everyone in the Liu family clan looked at the front of the stage.

On the martial arts field covered with yellow mud, a group of headhunters of six doors stood solemnly, and standing in front of their heads was a middle-aged man of average build and unremarkable appearance, who looked like an old farmer.

"My condolences, everyone."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Tang Bailie sighed slightly:

"Everyone, Tang and colleagues from the Six Doors feel the same way! Along with Mr. Liu, there was also a Silver Badge and two Bronze Badge Head Hunters from my Six Doors..."

"Master Tang!"

Liu Changfeng interrupted him with a cold tone:

"The old man just wants to know who killed my son!"

"Tang Mou came here today, and he also has this doubt."

Tang Bailie took a few steps forward, looked at the members of the Liu family, and said calmly:
"In the middle of winter, the weather was extremely cold, and although more than half a month had passed, the injuries of the victims were clearly visible, and autopsies were conducted by Wu.

Mr. Liu of your mansion and a group of headhunters in our sect all died under the arrows of the four elephants! "

Four elephant arrows? !

Tang Bailie's internal strength was extremely strong, his voice echoed and could be heard clearly from hundreds of feet away.

"Four Elephant Arrows?! Impossible!"

There was an uproar in the training ground.

Regardless of collateral or direct lineage, ordinary clansmen or clan elders, it is unbelievable.

The Four Elephant Arrow is a secret handed down by the Liu family. Although all members of the family can practice it, no matter whether they are descendants or direct descendants, there are not many who have entered the sect, and even fewer have entered the house.

There are less than ten fingers who have practiced to the point of perfection like Liu Wenlong.

Who can kill Liu Wenlong with four elephant arrows?
"This is impossible!"

A clan elder couldn't help but stepped forward to check the wound, but was coldly pushed back by Liu Changfeng.

This old man of seventy years old had gray and white hair in a mess. He looked around coldly, like a raging lion, and everyone fell silent when he looked around.

"There are many archery techniques in this world, and there are not a few of them similar to the Four Elephant Arrow. Who knows if they are or not?"

Liu Changfeng stared at Tang Bailie:
"Master Tang, you are mistaken."

"maybe……"

Don Bailie didn't dodge or dodge, instead of looking at each other for a long time, he just raised his hand and turned to leave:
"This beast is ferocious, if there is any trace of it, I need your help in chasing it down!"

"Six doors..."

Liu Changfeng clenched his fingers tightly and closed his eyes in pain. He didn't believe that he would not know who the murderer was by means of the six doors.

Can……

"Patriarch."

An old man from the clan expressed grief and indignation: "The six doors are obviously deceiving people too much! Wenlong died for them, and he didn't even give an explanation!"

"My son will not die in vain..."

Liu Changfeng lowered his eyes indifferently:
"Whoever it is, whoever it is..."

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"This old guy actually dares to intimidate your lord! What audacity!"

After leaving Liu's residence, the faces of several police officers showed great displeasure.

"Being old and losing a child is not a big deal. And what he said is not bad. There are many archery skills in the world, and the murderer may not use the four-element arrow..."

Tang Bailie waved his hand to stop everyone from booing:
"Go back to the six doors by yourself!"

All the arresting officers wanted to say something, but Tang Bailie had already left in a hurry, his footsteps were extremely fast, and he passed through several alleys in no time.

Soon, he came to a yard full of rockery, glanced casually, and bowed slightly:
"My lord, Liu Changfeng is filled with grief and indignation, and maybe he won't let it go easily."

"It's just incompetent and furious. Unless he can understand the principle of 'changing seasons, impermanence of heaven' and understand the four arrows of heaven's will, otherwise, there is no threat at all."

In the rockery, a voice that was so calm that it didn't even have a trace of emotion sounded:
"This old guy is suspicious by nature. It's useless for you to tell him. You can only let him 'unintentionally' discover it, and then he will be convinced."

"My lord seems to be very concerned about this so-called four-element arrow of heaven's will? A high-level archery is precious, but to you, my lord, it should be nothing."

Tang Bailie was curious.

High-quality martial arts are extremely precious, and archery is especially rare, but that is only for ordinary people, so what is it for this person?
"There are only useless people in this world, and there are no useless martial arts. Once any high-quality martial art can be practiced to the state of returning to the original, it will be beyond imagination."

In the rockery, there is no fluctuation in the voice:
"All kinds of martial arts come from the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism. You don't understand how important the word "God's will" is in these two schools, right?"

"It is."

Tang Bailie nodded half-understood and said:
"That kid is really a bit of a villain, the Qin brothers are nothing more than that, but Mrs. Shi actually fell into his hands, but it really makes my subordinates a little unbelievable."

He didn't like Mrs. Shi.

But after all, this old woman had changed her blood nine times. It is not surprising that she was a master of martial arts. She was killed by a young man who was born in a small border town and was only seventeen or eighteen years old.

It made him a little bit irresponsible.

"The practice of martial arts must be done step by step, but there are some things that cannot be measured with common sense."

In the rockery, the sound fluctuated.

"The adults said, is it Daoguo?"

Tang Bailie's heart skipped a beat.

With his status, he can naturally come into contact with some things that ordinary people can't understand.

For example, Daoguo.

The existence of Dao Fruit is no secret to many people.

In fact, in the 400 years, there have been quite a lot of Dao fruits born, but behind all the incidents that set off bloody storms, the shadows of these things are often indispensable.

"For a young man from the frontier to come to this point in just two years, this is no longer justified by the term "extraordinary talent."

In the rockery, there is a faint voice:

"I can't, and there is no one in this world who can."

Don Bailie firmly believed in his words, and felt strange in his heart: "Then why don't you?"

"A seed can only be picked when it becomes a fruit..."

In the rockery, the voice gradually calmed down:

"Planting in spring and harvesting in autumn, the way of heaven and earth..."

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The days after the granary fire seemed to calm down.

The state government was operating at a high speed, and the four major families and even the country gentry in the city generously donated their money. In just seven or eight days, a new granary had already sprung up.

The weather was a little less cold, and construction started outside the city in full swing.

Under the guidance of some artisans dispatched by the state government, the land several miles outside the moat was busy.

With food, promises, and a place to live for themselves, the tens of thousands of refugees outside the city who have endured all kinds of hardships broke out with power that made the residents of Qingzhou look at each other.

After seven or eight days of hard work, there are already some outlines.

"At this rate, it won't be long before these refugees should be able to settle down temporarily..."

Looking at the construction in full swing, Yang Qiu sighed slightly.

The establishment of the city is naturally not that simple, but the requirements of this group of refugees are not high, as long as there is a tile to cover their heads, they will be satisfied.

"Master Xu is well-deserved of his reputation. The squires are working hard, and the construction period is much faster than the state government."

The rebooting monk also sighed a little.

How complicated and difficult are the livelihoods of tens of thousands of people?
But it took more than ten days of effort, and he was already in the picture. This execution ability made him a little amazed.

"It will take several years before it will be completed."

Yang Jue looked away: "It's you, really planning to stay here?"

"The little monk originally wanted to be a wandering monk. Going back to the mountains to meditate is a practice, and treating diseases and saving people here is also a practice."

Put your palms together to abstain from coloring.

A place where tens of thousands of refugees gather will inevitably suffer from various diseases. These days, he mostly treats the refugees outside the city for their injuries.

"So, let's meet later!"

Yang Jue took the horse and bid him farewell.

"Benefactor Yang said before that it is not suitable to go out now, why did he change his mind so quickly?"

I am a bit curious about rebooting.

"The current Qingzhou City..."

Yang Yu shook his head.

Qingzhou City has become a pool of muddy water, even if Huang Sixiang does not accept the task, he will not stay for long.

He joined Jinyiwei and Six Doors, and he came to Qingzhou not to roll around in the officialdom.

But he didn't say much, and got into the carriage with a wave of his hand.

"Sit down!"

Xiao Wu, who had changed into brand new clothes, flicked his long whip excitedly, and the fat and strong yellow pussy horse neighed and left in the dust.

In the carriage, Yang Juan took stock of the things he had brought with him when he went out.

One sword, one knife, one bow, twenty catties of silver beans, ninety catties of gold beans, and a lot of change of clothes and dry food.

The small carriages are a little full.

"Which ingredient will be refined next?"

Swallowing a few golden beans casually, Yang Jue was thinking in his heart.

It has been ten days since he returned to the city. Golden Douzi is naturally much stronger than Iron Broad Bean. In just ten days, the energy storage of the Gluttony Cauldron is full.

Yang Jue closed his eyes slightly, and the food in front of him was erratic:
"Fine gold armor, ten steps and one kill, mysterious whale swallowing the sea, ghost shadow capture, or wandering around?"

(End of this chapter)