I have an altar of luck

"Is it just the three of you?" Li Mingqi sized up the yamen servants for a while, and then he understood that there were only a few good players in the arresting room, and the others seemed not qualified enough to compete.

After Li Mingqi finished speaking, Chen Yuan cupped his hands at Li Mingqi calmly and said:

"My lord, I also want to try the humble job."

When Chen Yuan said this, most of the yamen servants present were a little surprised, especially Wang Ping, who looked unbelievable. He has been raised at home for more than half a month. How could Brother Yuan have such a big change? ?

He actually wants to compete for the position of head catcher!

This is so shocking, as if a scumbag who had studied similarly to you suddenly said in a calm voice that he wanted to be the first in the whole grade.

And, it's not a joke.

Wang Ping seemed to be seeing Chen Yuan for the first time, and his surprised eyes kept sizing up Chen Yuan.

Li Mingqi narrowed his eyes and looked at the bowed Chen Yuan. He was a little familiar with this kid. He asked him a lot of questions last night, so he dared to challenge him.

He recognized all the capable servants in the county government office, but this Chen Yuan was a little unfamiliar before, obviously he had just joined the county government office not long ago.

Wu Yushan frowned slightly, staring at Chen Yuan with a cold light in his eyes.

Do you really think that with a little strength, you can compete with him?

At first, Wu Yushan wanted to train him to become his capable subordinate, but now... If there is a chance, Wu Yushan would not mind breaking some of his ribs, so that he can know what is great!

A trace of contempt flashed in the eyes of the other two old yamen servants. Although Chen Yuan showed some strength in the Huang family before, which made them pay attention to it, it didn't mean that Chen Yuan could threaten them.

A yamen servant who has only been in the county government for more than a year, fighting with their ten-year-old yamen servants, needless to say what will happen.

This is a challenge and contempt for them!

The yamen servants behind Chen Yuan were either mocking, staring, or admiring, with different expressions, but one thing is certain, that is, they all knew that Chen Yuan must be quite courageous.

Relying on some strength, he didn't pay attention to all the old yamen servants.

In the county yamen, seniority is considered, and no matter what, he, a newcomer who has just entered the county yamen, will not be able to turn.

"Are you sure? We know that swords have no eyes." Li Mingqi said calmly.

"I have practiced martial arts for a year, and practice hard every day, in order to one day be able to protect the environment and the people, and serve the court. This opportunity is rare, and I really don't want to give up."

Chen Yuan stared at the ground, he knew that if he won this competition, he would definitely attract some doubts, even Tie Xuan's death might be suspected on him.

However, this opportunity is too rare.

To arrest a head in one county means a large amount of cultivation resources. Chen Yuan needs nine times of blood refining to practice the magical skill of Vajra Glaze Kung Fu, which already requires a lot of resources, and this is just blood refining. After bone refining, what is needed There must be more resources.

It is impossible for him to blackmail and intercept all the time. People sometimes miss, and horses sometimes stumble. This position of headhunting has brought him great benefits, so even if he takes some risks, he must win it!

Not only does he want to move towards a higher realm step by step on the road of martial arts, but he also wants to climb to the highest level step by step within the imperial court!

At this age, apart from joining the Demon Sect, it is almost impossible for a big force to accept him. Therefore, all he can rely on now is the imperial court!

Hearing what Chen Yuan said was about protecting the environment and the people, and serving the court, Li Mingqi chuckled lightly:

"Since that's the case, then I will see if your strength is as high as your ambition."

"My lord laughed." Chen Yuan smiled.

Li Mingqi nodded slightly, looked at Wu Yushan and the other two old servants, and said loudly:

"Tomorrow noon, at the school grounds in the east of the city, whether you can win the position of head arrester depends on your respective abilities."

"Yes, I obey!"

Chapter 41 The mourning hall

Ping'an County, south of the city.

Chen Yuan and Wang Ping are leading a few white servants on patrol.

After the incident with the Huang family, the county government's defenses began to be tight again. Not only them, but most of the county government's servants were assigned tasks.

The former Master Zhang of the Sky Survey Department has already made it very clear that those Wusheng Cult thieves who escaped were not caught at all, and they were still hiding in Ping'an County.

"Brother Yuan, do you really want to compete for the position of head arrester?" Wang Ping looked around, moved closer, and asked in a low voice.

No way, he was really curious about what Chen Yuan was thinking, and... how did he increase his strength?

Although Chen Yuan was more diligent than him, they had a competition last month, and they were only a little stronger than him, and there was a big gap from the level of blood refining.

I just lay at home for more than half a month, but it feels like a year has passed.

The world is really changing fast.

"Such a good opportunity, if I let it go, I will not be reconciled," Chen Yuan shook his head.

"Then... are you sure? Wu Yushan and Wang Lin in the cell are both top experts in the county government," Wang Ping's eyes flashed with worry.

Chen Yuan fell in love with him, and he always regarded Chen Yuan as a good big brother. He really didn't want to see any accidents happen to him during the competition.

"It's a little bit of a billion."

Brother Yuan, do you dare to bet?

Wang Ping was startled, but he didn't hear the ridicule in Chen Yuan's words.

"You will know when the time comes."

"Brother Yuan, don't be brave," Wang Ping sighed after finishing speaking:

"Brother Yuan, it would be great if you could really be a head catcher, so brother and I can get some credit."

"Don't worry, I'll make you happy."

"Brother Yuan, look."

Suddenly, Wang Ping paused, raised his eyebrows, and signaled Chen Yuan to look forward to the left.

There, white silk was hung.

On the plaque in front of the door, there are two large characters, Iron Mansion!

Since the death of Song Laoliu, Tie Qinghua will no longer call herself Mrs. Song, but Iron Lady.

"I heard that none of the bodies of the head of the iron prison were found. Several corpses were mixed together. The only one that was well preserved was the long gun of the head of the iron prison."

Wang Ping smacked his lips, seeming a bit regretful.

"Why, Tie Laotou has kindness to you, why is it a pity?" Chen Yuan glanced at Wang Ping.

"No, what is the identity of the prison chief? How could I have anything to do with him for no reason."

"Okay, let's go and patrol ahead."

Chen Yuan said in a low voice.

"Brother Yuan, do you think that once Tiexuan dies, can his properties be preserved? I heard that Iron Lady's strength is nothing more than blood refining. She is completely different from Zhu Sihai of the Four Seas Gang. The destruction of the Huang family will be beneficial." .”

"I'm afraid it will be very difficult. It depends on what the Iron Lady can do."

"Hey, what kind of nickname does a woman like the Iron Lady still have, but I don't know if the iron jailer can still be so iron after his death."

There was something in Wang Ping's tone that watching the excitement was not a big deal.

"No matter what, it's not our turn, just worry about it."

Chen Yuan reprimanded lightly.

Wang Ping smiled brightly, stopped discussing the matter of Tie Qinghua, and instead winked and said:

"Brother Yuan, the oiran of Yanyu Tower, really don't want to try? Maybe...after that, tomorrow's competition can win some prizes."

"Go if you want, I'm going to practice tonight."

"Are you still practicing at night?"

"Otherwise, how do you think strength comes from? The sharp edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold. Only by practicing hard can you have the strength that others cannot have."

"The sharp edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold...Brother Yuan, I suddenly discovered that you have quite a literary talent." Wang Ping muttered.

"Of course, it's true that my private school has been in vain for a few years?"

"I seem to have read more books than you. Why are you so good?"

Chen Yuan remained silent.

"Forget it, Brother Yuan, if you practice hard tonight, then I will go to the Yanyu Building to see if it is true as my father said, time does not leave a trace, if it is really good, you must go some other day .”

"Let's talk about it another day."

"Stop talking, Brother Yuan, you have changed, you were not so coy about things like this before..."

……

……

late at night.

Chen Yuan's home.

After finishing the knife practice, Chen Yuan took a deep breath, put the long knife back into the sheath, hung it on the wall, took out a black robe from the cabinet, and hung the black iron mask in the box under the bed on his face.

Quietly walked out of the house.

He is going to Tie Mansion to find Tie Qinghua.

She is not important, and Tie Xuan's death is not important, what is important is the twenty tiger bone pills that Tie Qinghua promised.

Although Chen Yuan has some money, to be honest, he has very few contacts. In the county government, he can't reveal too much until he takes the position of head arrester.

Otherwise, it will cause some unnecessary troubles.

At present, what he relies on is still Tie Qinghua.

Moreover, the most important thing is that although the cultivation resources such as Tiger Bone Pill can penetrate the entire foundation establishment realm, but... after reaching the bone refining level, I am afraid it is not so simple.

Definitely need some other pills to help.

Cultivation resources such as Tiger Bone Pill are not easily obtained. Chen Yuan's plan is actually to temporarily support Tie Qinghua. Of course, it is too early to say whether it will be successful.

Iron House.

The candles were gradually extinguished, and except for some patrolling footsteps, the entire Iron Mansion was silent.

"Brother, the leader of the prison is dead, shall we continue to work for the Tie family? I heard that there are many forces outside who covet the Tie family's foundation."

"Without the presence of a bone refiner, I'm afraid..."

One of the two patrolling Tie family guards said in a low voice.

It's not just him, ever since the news of Tie Xuan's death came back, the entire Tie Mansion has been shrouded in panic. The reason why Song Lao Liu and Tie Qinghua can firmly grasp these foundations is because of Tie Xuan. Xuan's prestige.

But now that Tie Xuan died, the ghosts and snake gods in Ping'an County would not let go of this good opportunity.

Without the presence of a master bone refiner, the brothels, gambling houses, and pickpockets in Tie Qinghua's hands are not a small piece of fat.

"Madam treats us well on weekdays, how can we..." Another person hesitated.

"Brother, you are so confused, she treats us well because we work hard for him, but now, it's killing us!"

"I'll think about it again..."

"What else is there to consider, in my opinion..."

As the two guards walked away, a black shadow appeared from the corner of the wall and moved in one direction.

In a mourning hall covered with white silk, seven white candles were burning, and a cool breeze blew in from outside the door, and the iron blue flower kneeling on the futon had a cold face.

"rustle……"

Chen Yuan didn't cover up, and after checking that there were no outsiders around, he walked into the mourning hall.

Chapter 42 Irony

"Brother Yuan is here?"

Tie Qinghua knelt on the ground, staring at the coffin in front of her, her voice was very soft.

"coming……"

Chen Yuan glanced at the mourning clothes on Tie Qinghua, and a word suddenly flashed in his mind.

lure...