I can crush planets with my mind

Chapter 46
On the first day of August, advisable: burial, sacrifice.

At 4 o'clock in the morning, just after dawn, Xiaocha brought his No. 12 troops to the Wang's house in the Izumo Concession.

I saw that the front yard of the mansion had been set up as a mourning hall, covered with white cloth everywhere, and even the servants were dressed in plain onyx.

A middle-aged butler came forward to receive Xiaocha and his party, and said with a stern face:
"Everything is in order, there is no use for anyone. This is the tea money rewarded by my young master. The poor masters can do what they want."

The butler stuffed the small coffee table with a piece of ocean, casually cupped his hands, and turned around to go back.

Old Zhong complained in a low voice: "What the hell! Grandpas don't want to come yet! Dogs look down on people!"

Little did they know that the Wang family's move was just in line with Xiaocha's wishes.

She casually gave a few yuan to Lao Zhong, and said solemnly:

"Even if they don't use the courteous treatment given to officials by the imperial court, we can't slack off, lest we lose the face of the chief arrester!"

Lao Zhong quickly flattered: "It's better to keep your head open and take care of the overall situation! Don't worry, we can't lose your face~"

Other subordinates also echoed.

Xiaocha waved his hand and arranged: "Go, take a look around!"

Everyone was ordered to disperse.

This is a blatant stepping point. After turning around, Xiaocha has a clear understanding of the surrounding terrain.

Taking advantage of the time when there was no one in the morning, she jumped up a big tree to look at the entire mansion, keeping its layout firmly in mind.

At this moment, this policewoman with family background has at least 800 ways to commit crimes!
"God help me too!"

The start went very smoothly, and Xiaocha returned to the main entrance of the mourning hall calmly.

A group of subordinates also came back one after another, and chatted:

"The Wang family is so grand. Just now, I heard from a few servants that a soul boy was buried!"

"These days, those who are a little bit capable, who doesn't want to be buried with soul boys, treasures, and practicing exercises."

Old Zhong was chatting, but his eyes were always observing his surroundings. At this moment, he suddenly reminded:
"Luotou, Qin Chuan is here!"

I saw Qin Chuan wearing solemn black clothes, driving a carriage covered with a thick black cloth.

Seeing Xiaocha, he laughed and said, "Boot Luo needs to stand up straight, even the governor will send someone to express his condolences later!"

After finishing speaking, the proud housekeeper greeted him personally and sent the carriage into the courtyard.

Old Zhong said disdainfully: "You have no conscience! There must be children buried with you in the carriage."

Xiaocha measured the wheel marks with her feet and thought to herself:

[Packing something that weighs at least a thousand catties, not just children! 】

And Xiaocha felt sad for no reason, wanted to cry for no reason?
【What's wrong with me……】

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At this moment, Qin Chuan drove the carriage to the back residence of the Wang family.

The original study room was covered with a thick white cloth, and there was a luxurious and huge coffin inside, and Wang Siqi was guarding beside the coffin.

Together with the butler, Qin Chuan dragged the six children who were tied hands and feet and wore headgears out of the carriage.

The two looked stiff, their eyes were terrified, as if they were avoiding something, they dragged a few children to escape and left.

And Wang Siqi paced forward, bowed to the carriage and said: "You are a late learner, and you have met your seniors."

As soon as the words fell, a burly figure in iron armor suddenly jumped out of the carriage.

Its skin is dead gray, its mouth is full of fangs, and its hands have two-inch long black nails, it is clearly a zombie-like monster.

Wang Siqi didn't pay much attention to it, just glanced at it casually, and still politely complimented the carriage:
"Senior's [Iron Armored Corpse] is extremely powerful, and this junior admires it..."

Before he finished speaking, the armored corpse suddenly twisted its facial features, and said "tea, tea" in its mouth, as if it was out of control.

A refined and easy-going voice came from the carriage:

"It's a joke. I was a strong-willed iron-clad corpse, but I still have a lingering remnant. Let's not worry about it, let's get down to business first."

There was the sound of heavy objects rolling in the carriage, as if something was about to come out.

At the same time, Wang Shouzhen pushed back the coffin board, sat up from the coffin, and hoarsely told his son:

"Siqi, your name means 'siqi when you see the virtuous'. It's rare to have a student from the [Hatoyama School] visit today, so you need to ask for advice."

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In a blink of an eye, the time came to 8 o'clock in the morning.

There was an endless stream of people who came to express their condolences, and all kinds of classic cars, rickshaws, and sedan chairs were parked near the Wang family's mansion.

Some people took the opportunity to socialize, and there were musicians playing dirge, the scene was a bit noisy.

Lu Li's arrival did not attract attention at all.

He was wearing a long gown which was rare, and he looked quite gentle and elegant, but he staggered when he walked, which was naturally stuffed.

Lu Li also went to a 100 yuan white man, hoping to get a good return.

Then, he came to Xiaocha logically.

A group of patrolmen didn't dare to disturb, and ran away quickly.

Xiaocha said, "This suit suits you very well...Did you bring the gun?"

Lu Li nodded, "It's tied to your leg, what should you do?"

Xiaocha said solemnly:

"Today, many important people came to express their condolences, and the uncles of the Wang family who were received in the mourning hall are also well-cultivated. Are you afraid?"

Lu Li chuckled and said, "If you're not afraid, I'm not."

"It's rare to have such a good opportunity, I'm not afraid!"

Xiaocha widened her beautiful eyes and said:
"Have you heard the sad music? It will be Suona's turn soon. Let's start when this thing sounds!"

With professional planning, Lu Li is very relieved, all he has to do next is wait.

But at this moment, an accident occurred.

I saw the crowd in the field rushing towards one place suddenly, Xiaocha looked on tiptoe, and his expression changed:
"The governor really sent someone here, and it was Miss Jiang who came!"

I saw a young girl in brocade clothes and countless entourages coming to express her condolences.

This girl's skin is creamy and her appearance is very beautiful, but she is a little childish, she is only fifteen or sixteen years old.

But his gaze was as cold as ice, and his expression carried an indifference of overlooking ants!

Xiaocha whispered: "This is the governor's daughter——Jiang Haiyan! She is only 15 years old and has the martial arts skills of [Exchanging Blood], and she can carry our weapons with her body!"

Lu Li asked, "What level is blood exchange? Ignoring guns?"

Xiaocha explained: "I'm refining the viscera now, then I'm washing the marrow, and then I'm exchanging blood. In this realm, the bones are like fine steel, and ordinary bullets can only break the skin."

Lu Li nodded slightly, thinking to himself: I need to get something more powerful to defend myself.

At this time, as the governor's daughter's team got closer and closer, all the famous people present gathered to flatter her.

Even the uncles of the Wang family in the mourning hall greeted them outside with smiles on their faces.

This woman became the focus of the audience and attracted all eyes!

And the musician also raised the suona, took a deep breath and was about to start blowing...

"It's now!"

Xiaocha excitedly said: "God-sent opportunity, let's go!"

(End of this chapter)