I have a book of salvation

The struggling and twisted ghost of the juggler was completely wiped out by the ringing of the soul bell.

No more traces were left.

Yu Chen put away the bell, sat down on the table, and continued to do his own thing.

It's like taking someone's life and destroying their soul, it's as common as eating and drinking.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

For Yu Chen, as long as it is someone he thinks deserves to die, then he should die.

There won't be any psychological burden.

The only thing he has to consider when doing things for others is his own clear conscience.

As for other rules, they are nothing more than a piece of waste paper.

Even the strict laws of the imperial court are the same.

After all, if he really followed the law, Yu Chen would be on his way to exile in Mobei in half a year.

Sitting down, he took out a pen and paper and wrote names one after another on the yellowed paper.

Li Canghai, the leader of the Blackwater Gang.

Zhu Ke, the second leader of the Blackwater Gang.

Xiao Weiliang, the fourth leader of the Blackwater Gang.

Nan Xiehu, the fifth leader of the Blackwater Gang.

The four above are the few guys who were still alive after they participated in the massacre of the Chen family.

Among them, Li Canghai and Zhu Ke were in the innate realm, while the other two were ordinary martial artists.

Then, after the names of several people, he wrote the words "Wangqi Division Chief".

Since I don’t know my real name, I used my job title instead.

After finishing writing, Yu Chen poured two more bowls of liquor left here by the corpse movers, went out and placed them in front of his parents' graves, lit three sticks of incense, burned two sticks of wax, placed money and paper, and placed them in front of his parents' graves. The roll of paper with the name written on it was burned together with the money paper.

The fire rose and the ashes flew.

The long world seems to be reverberating with the vows made by young people, leaving no one behind.

The time has come.

Nowadays, Yu Chen has fulfilled the last wishes of the deceased again and again, obtained one strange thing after another, and his abilities have gradually grown.

And all the information on the Blackwater Gang sent by Xie Qing was also mastered.

Then there are a few things, and it’s time to really start.

Today's gravekeepers don't save the dead, they save themselves!

Spend those fifteen years of hatred and resentment!

A few hours passed by in a flash.

In a blink of an eye, dusk fell, and the twilight fell.

Late at night in Weishui County, the southern boundary of the city was still brightly lit.

For these charlatans who lick blood from their knives, life has just begun when it gets dark!

Yu Chen came down from Qingfeng Mausoleum, walked across the dry bridge that was completely silent, walked over the night bridge, and stepped into the south of the city.

The frail young man with delicate features also completely blended into the dark night, turning into the bloody and cruel head-picking ghost.

In the dark night, on the snow, I walked all the way, leaving no trace in the snow.

Arriving in front of an extremely huge manor.

In the south of the city, such a large manor is quite rare, so it can be regarded as an iconic building.

The thick blue-gray wall surrounds the entire manor, and the purple-black door is cold and steely, as if to say, keep strangers away!

Looking beyond the walls and gates, the continuous gray-black attic in the night is like a sleeping beast, choosing people to eat.

——Congdefang.

is the name of this huge manor.

Regarding it, there is a slang saying in Weishui County - Congdefang, Congdefang, a place where good girls are turned into prostitutes! The fierce girl comes in, the slut comes out, and the daughter is panicked when she sees it!

It is enough to see what kind of place Congdefang is.

According to Xie Qing's information, Congdefang was founded more than thirty years ago by a wealthy businessman from Tianqiao who imitated the Jiaofang Division of the imperial court in the capital. It was not built in the south of the city at first.

Its function is just like its name - three obediences and four virtues.

The main thing is to teach women various etiquette and service methods, and then introduce them to wealthy families as maids.

Judging from Yu Chen's knowledge in his previous life, it is equivalent to a third-party training institution, which requires a certificate to work.

But within a few years, the wealthy businessman was misappropriated by the Blackwater Gang and his family property was misappropriated by all means. Naturally, Defang also fell into the hands of the Blackwater Gang.

This is going to be a big deal.

Although Congde Fang originally made money, most of the legal livelihoods in the past and present were to earn stable money. How could the Blackwater Gang value these few dollars?

So under the transformation of the Blackwater Gang, Defang moved from the overpass to the south of the city, and high city walls and gates were built. It gradually changed from a place where women were taught etiquette and service to a place where the girls of Weishui River changed their expressions after hearing this. The devil's cave.

——Sending well-trained promiscuous women to brothels and various dignitaries in cities and counties along the Weishui River.

According to Xie Qing's information, nearly 40% of the brothels of all sizes in Weishui were sent from Defang.

That’s all.

After all, in this era, brothels and their like are not illegal.

Besides, there are also some women who find it hard to make money by being serious, so they voluntarily join this industry, such as Qinghong, a prostitute who enjoys it.

Everyone has his or her own ambitions and cannot be forced to do so.

But unfortunately, those women who entered Congdefang and were trained were all girls tricked, tricked or abducted by the Blackwater Gang.

She didn't want to do this at all in the beginning, but her grandmother from Defang and the Blackwater Gang used both soft and hard tactics to force her into prostitution. She was sent to a brothel and signed a contract of prostitution, and she was shameless from then on.

Xie Qing's information even mentioned that the girls who came out of Defang were like domesticated animals. They no longer resisted at all and were quite popular.

Someone may have asked at this point, is it possible that there is no chaste and martyr woman who would rather die than surrender?

Yes, I have!

I would rather die than surrender, so I died!

Those women who are unwilling to be sold into brothels, will the Blackwater Gang let them go because they admire them?

All in all, Congdefang, run by the second master of Heishui, is indeed a big cancer!

Moreover, there was another thing that was the reason why Yu Chen immediately chose Zhu Ke, the second master of Blackwater, when he started seeking revenge.

——Xie Qing's information said that fifteen years ago, the second leader of the Blackwater Gang was not Zhu Ke.

At that time, he was just a little-known executioner.

That's right, it was the knife holder who chopped off the heads of Yu Chen's father and mother.

It is said that on the day of the execution of Yu Tiesheng, the number one master in the Weishui River, many executioners did not believe that the selfless Mr. Yu would kill everyone for no reason, even if the evidence was conclusive.

It's a pity that they are only responsible for beheading. What is the case and they can't say anything?

But this man also has his own way of expressing resistance.

--sick.

That day, all the dozen or so executioners in Weishui fell ill.

Don't behead!

Only Zhu Ke, who had just joined the industry, volunteered, raised his knife and cut off the two heads of Yu Tiesheng and his wife.

Because of this, he was attracted by Li Canghai, the leader of the Blackwater Gang, and joined the Blackwater Gang.

This man was already very skilled in martial arts, ruthless, and quite wealthy. Naturally, he was very successful in the Blackwater Gang.

A few years later, when the original second master died of illness, Zhu Ke stepped in and became the new second master of Blackwater.

Late at night, from the gate of Defang.

The flying wind and snow were not strong and almost silent.

The cold purple-black door was slowly pushed open.

Two figures, one behind the other, carrying a worn-out straw mat, walked out of the door.

One is tall and one is short, one is fat and one is thin.

The one in front is shorter and fatter, and his face cannot be seen clearly, but judging from his steady steps, he seems to have been more or less practiced.

The one at the back was tall and thin, like a bamboo pole. He had a knife on his waist and lifted up the straw mat, shaking it back and forth, which was quite funny.

Yu Chen looked with his celestial eyes and saw that the heads of the two men were full of blood, and they both had blood debts on their bodies.

And on their shoulders, something was wrapped tightly in the straw mat. As the two of them were shaking, a snow-white arm like a lotus root suddenly hung down weakly. The arm was covered with bruises, which was shocking.

The key is that the arm is hanging like that, shaking randomly, not like a living person.