Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

Chapter 13 What winter plum?

"Qian Yuhai!"

The servant who was standing in front of him was thrown away like a torn bag. Qian Yuchuan, with a ferocious look on his face, found Qian Yuhai with a fierce look like a man-eating tiger.

"Are you really going to break up with me?!"

Sitting on the Grand Master's chair, looking at his brother who seemed to be cannibalizing with an incomprehensible expression, Qian Yuhai said:

"Tamachuan, what do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean? Stop pretending to be confused with me!

Kill my junior sister and kidnap Qi Xiu.

You dare to say it wasn’t you! "

The veins on his forehead were beating wildly. Qian Yuchuan never expected that it would only take him an hour to attend the banquet.

Junior sister is dead and Qi Xiu is also lost.

These two things can be done in Qian Mansion in broad daylight.

It can only be his good big brother Qian Yuhai.

"Your junior sister is dead?"

With an unexpected expression, Qian Yuhai's eyes moved slightly.

This Mr. Qi really hides everything.

I have seen that Gong Yan, although it is not as violent as Yuchuan.

But his kung fu is not weak, and three or five big men can't even get close to him.

He alone can kill it.

It seems that this person is far from being as weak as he appears.

Qian Yuchuan's heart sank slightly when he saw Qian Yuhai's expression of surprise, which was not fake.

Is it really not him?

But if it wasn't him, then who could it be.

Although the junior sister was killed in a sneak attack.

The two palms that can destroy her ears are strong and fierce.

The punch to the heart was so powerful that even his clothes were torn apart by the force of the punch. Without years of hard training, ordinary people would not be able to do it.

Although the boss's corpse boy is extremely powerful, it's all brute force.

Such sophisticated and sophisticated strength.

It can't possibly make it.

It seems that the murderer really is someone else.

Recalling the details, Qian Haichuan didn't even think about Qi Xiu as the murderer of Gong Yan.

A weak scholar with no power to restrain a chicken.

Even if Gong Yan tied her hands and closed her eyes, she could still be kicked to death.

Qi Xiu killed someone?

Killing a chicken is probably very laborious.

After looking deeply at Qian Yuhai for a long time, Qian Yuchuan hummed:

"I just heard that Yuze went to the accounting office with your seal to withdraw ten thousand taels of silver?"

Nodding, Qian Yuhai did not deny:

"It is indeed true. Taoist Master Wu needs [-] taels of silver to purchase medicinal materials to refine Yang-returning medicine for his father. I allow this."

"Hey, the impotence-returning medicine, there are so many reasons for the devil." Qian Yuchuan sneered and rolled his eyes:

"My master also has wonderful medicine that can cure people. Can my eldest brother also give me [-] taels so that I can get the medicine for my father?"

Listening to Qian Yuchuan's blatant request, Qian Yuhai frowned.

"Then why haven't I heard you say it before?"

"Before is before, now is now, in one sentence, will you give it or not?"

His face twitched slightly, his brother's rogueness made Qian Yuhai suddenly cover his mouth and cough, and it took him a long time to recover.

"Okay! I'll give it."

Throwing out a key with eyes full of disappointment, Qian Yuhai leaned on the Taishi chair as if his strength had been drained, with his eyes half-closed:

"Go to the accounting office and get it."

Unexpectedly, the eldest brother actually agreed. Qian Yuchuan's eyes were filled with joy, and he quickly picked up the key to the accounting room and left quickly.

Listening to the footsteps gradually disappearing, Qian Yuhai opened his eyes tiredly and glanced down at the handkerchief.

The middle position is bright red.

……

Outside Baohe County.

Qi Xiu, who emerged from the secret passage, took a long breath and patted the dirt on his body.

It's finally out.

No longer restricted by others, the freedom to escape made Qi Xiu want to laugh a few times.

But when I think about it, it is not far from Baohe County.

He suppressed this impulse.

"You can't go to the room Qian Yuhai talked about. Although he said he is the only one who knows about it, no one can guarantee that it will be foolproof."

He casually broke off a wooden branch and fiddled with it on the ground, Qi Xiu planned his whereabouts.

Qian Yuhai's various performances prove that he is not a bad person.

He just wanted to make up for the big mistake the two brothers made in trying to save their father.

<divclass="contentadv">But you must not have the intention to harm others, and you must not have the intention to guard against others.

To be on the safe side, I'd rather find a place to stay on my own.

After squatting and thinking for a while, Qi Xiu's eyes moved and he had an idea.

Six months ago, he went to a village outside Baohe County to write a eulogy for a family.

That village is very remote.

At that time, he was led by people from his own village and almost took the wrong path.

And although that place is remote.

However, the village makes a living by selling mountain products and often travels in and out of Baohe County.

While living there temporarily, he could use the villagers to inquire about the situation in the county, as well as purchase pens and ink and martial arts training materials.

The more he thought about it, the more feasible it became. Qi Xiu made up his mind and immediately got up and walked towards the outer suburbs along the route in his memory.

……

"Hey, isn't this... isn't this... Mr. Qiao?"

Under the jujube tree at the entrance of the village, Uncle Lu, who had only his last front tooth remaining and stubbornly holding on, recognized Qi Xiu who had been here half a year ago.

"Uncle Lu, my surname is Qi, do you still remember me?"

Qi Xiu smiled helplessly.

"Of course I remember. Last time you came here, you helped me write a letter home to my son.

I received half a catty of eggs and ten pancakes. Before I left, I plucked a handful of dates from the tree, petted the dog at the head of the village, and was driven away for two miles.

I'm right, Mr. Joe. "

Uncle Lu proudly stroked the silver whiskers on his chin, looking like he was about to praise me.

"..."

Looking at this old man who could remember everything but people's names, Qi Xiu scratched his head:

"Uncle Lu, is Sister Dongmei at home?"

"What Dongmei?"

"Lu Dongmei."

"What kind of plum is Lu?"

"Lu Dongmei."

"Lu Dong what?"

"Okay, you rest."

The New Year had just ended, and everyone in the village seemed to have gone out to visit relatives, and came to the door of a small stone courtyard in the south of the village.

Qi Xiu lightly knocked on the door knocker.

"Who?"

The courtyard door opened, and a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties, wearing a cotton robe and apron, was catching a chick.

"Mr. Qi? Why are you here? Come in, come in."

With an expression of surprise, Lu Dongmei quickly stepped aside to let Qi Xiu in.

"I'm sorry to disturb you during the Chinese New Year." Qi Xiu smiled.

It was Lu Dongmei's father who hired him to write the eulogy six months ago.

The elderly care about face the most in front of their bodies, and they also care about pomp and circumstance in important events after their death.

Feeling that my body could no longer bear it, I asked someone to go to Baohe County to invite me to write a eulogy.

But I never thought that a funeral would be very expensive.

Wait until he finishes writing the eulogy to settle the bill.

Lu Dongmei has no money in her hand.

Looking at the simple and loyal Lu Dongmei, her face turned red and tears fell from her eyes.

He relented and gave up the money, taking only some pancakes, walnuts and half a bag of buckwheat back.

"...This is the situation, so I want to stay here temporarily. Don't worry, I will pay for the food and rent."

Making up a reason that he was blackmailed by gangsters and had to go out to avoid the limelight, Qi Xiu handed a piece of broken silver to Lu Dongmei.

"Hey, take the money back quickly. What are you talking about? My sister's house is your home. You can stay there as long as you want.

I'm going to kill the chicken now. When your brother-in-law comes back, you can have a nice drink. "

The money was stuffed back to Qi Xiu like a hot potato. Lu Dongmei smiled and gave him a cup of hot water to cover his hands, then turned around and went to kill the chicken.

Holding the water bowl, Qi Xiu took a sip and slowly exhaled a cloud of frosty air.

Next.

It's time to brush up on my skills.

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