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That night, Lin Zhennan was overjoyed when he saw that his beloved son was really okay. His mother, Mrs. Lin, blamed Lin Pingzhi for being careless and hurt, but in her eyes there was endless doting.

Even in the previous life, Ji Wushang was extremely indifferent to family, love, and friendship. Ji Wushang could hardly feel the love of Lin Zhennan and his wife.

After saying goodbye to Lin Zhennan and the two, Ji Wushang went back to the house to take out Lin Ping's belongings.

He has been loved since childhood, and received a lot of money and gifts from his parents and grandfather. Although he has spent a lot over the years, the rest is not a small amount of wealth. Ji Wushang has roughly counted, and there are probably more than [-] taels of silver.

The next day, Ji Wushang walked into the largest gambling stalls in Fuzhou City.

By sunset, the 3000 taels of silver had multiplied tenfold.

After revealing a few ancestral "turning palms" and leaving the name of the Fuwei Escort Bureau, no one dared to provoke them.

As a local snake, the name Fuwei Escort is still a little deterrent.

Back at the Fuwei Escort, Ji Wushang summoned the manager.

The Fuwei Escort Bureau can perform escorts safely in ten provinces, except that Lin Zhennan has always been generous and generous, and has made many friends from all over the world. Walking in the green forests in all corners of the rivers and lakes will also give some face, and he has also attracted many powerful people in the government.

The dignitaries in Fuzhou Mansion who are closely related to the Fuwei Security Bureau are most familiar with the stewards who have taken care of Lin Zhennan all the year round. Ji Wushang used Lin Zhennan's name to learn from him that the dignitaries and dignitaries in Fuzhou City are in real power and who are close to the Fuwei Security Bureau. , What role does each perform, and whether it is a good buy.

Afterwards, Ji Wushang handed him the 3 taels of silver ticket stubs and a few letters, and asked him to personally deliver the silver ticket and the private letter to his door, and in the name of Lin Zhennan, ordered him to keep quiet. trust.

Although the steward was a little puzzled, he didn't think much about it, and he didn't dare to say more. It was only when Lin Zhennan intended to cultivate a young dart head to inherit the contacts of the escort bureau.

In fact, even if Lin Zhennan found out about it, Ji Wushang wouldn't care.

Three days later, Fuzhou Prefecture was imprisoned.

Ji Wushang was wearing a black robe, a hat, and a black gauze covering his face.

Ignoring the dampness and stench in the air, he followed the guards through the cells without hesitation, as if he had never seen the dirty and numb prisoners on both sides.

In front of a cell deep in the dungeon, the jailer led the way to a halt, pushed open the cell door, and signaled Ji Wushang to enter by himself.

Different from other prison cells, this room is surrounded by stone walls, with only one iron door for entry and exit, and several ventilation openings outside.

Entering the cell, a big man in an official robe accompanied by two prison guards at the entrance looked strangely at Ji Wushang, who was not showing his true face. Seeing that Ji Wushang was indifferent, he curled his lips and said, "Hurry up."

After he finished speaking, he took people out and closed the iron door with a bang.

Ji Wushang glanced indifferently at the dozens of death row prisoners in the cell, whose hands and feet were tied, their mouths were restrained by cloth strips, and their mouths were speechless.

3 taels of silver, except for the 1 taels of silver spent by the dignitaries related to filial piety, the remaining 130 taels to buy [-] taels of heads.

One tael for ordinary people, and one hundred taels for those who know martial arts. The same is that these people have "clean backgrounds" and will never have troubles afterwards.

These people are either killing people with personal resentment or murdering people for money.Perhaps there are some so-called "chivalrous men", but this kind of person acts as their own chivalrous person and their own righteousness, which is of no benefit to the people and disaster to the country.

They are all death row prisoners who are waiting to be beheaded in the autumn. Afterwards, they only have to report to death under the pretext of death by excessive punishment, or suicide in fear of crime.

As for whether any of these people have suffered grievances, it is not within Ji Wushang's control. Anyway, if there is no Ji Wushang, they will have to ask for the beheading in the autumn.

In the eyes of all the people who were suspicious, Ji Wushang picked up the long knife left by the jailer and slowly paced to the front of a burly man.

The heaven is full, the muscles and bones are vigorous and powerful, and at a glance, you know that he is a trainer.

At this time, he stared at Ji Wushang who was in front of him, feeling threatened, his eyes were bloodshot like a wild beast, and a dull roar came out of his throat, which was quite fierce.

Ji Wushang remained calm, the knife rose and fell.

Blood splattered on the ground, and the man died without suffering too much.

Inside the cell, everyone who saw this scene turned their eyes into horror, and an icy coolness hit their brains.

Riot, boiling!

Even though his hands and feet were bound, his body was still writhing and struggling frantically, and meaningless notes continued to come out of his bound mouth.

People who are about to die, dying in Ji Wushang's hands can be considered waste.

Murder is actually very simple, not so special.

At this moment, Ji Wushang has no psychological understanding, only he can see that on the body of the dead big man, a ray of black air and a ray of red air are rising, and the two-color fog is very thin, as if it may dissipate at any time.

Ji Wushang's face was solemn, and he watched them enter his body with cold eyes.

The golden finger he set for the protagonist in his pen only set the sacrifice points for killing living beings, but the detailed settings are very rough, and he didn't bother much about how to convert the sacrifice points. also know.

On the blue transparent interface of the editor in the eyes, the accumulated sacrifice points are displayed on the lower right corner, which changes from 0 to 5.

"I see."

Then, Ji Wushang held the knife and walked to the next person.

The smell of blood gradually masked the damp, stench of the air.

Chapter 3, Cultivation to ward off evil spirits

Seven days later.

Waiting to deal with the several batches of death row prisoners from all over Fujian, Ji Wushang prepared dry food and various medicines. In order to avoid the suspicion of Lin Zhennan and his wife and the people in the guard, he found an excuse to leave the Fuwei guard.

Outside the city of Fuzhou, Ji Wushang, one person and one sword, with no troops, found a wild mountain forest, occupied a cave, and prepared to retreat.

After cleaning up the beast feces and food residues that had occupied the place before, and after the stench in the cave dissipated, Ji Wushang covered the entrance of the cave with grass and trees, sat cross-body in the cave, adjusted his breath for a moment, and skillfully opened the editor.

In the blue transparent small interface, the accumulated value of the sacrifice points has reached 179, and only one hundred and dozens of lives have been harvested to harvest this amount. To be honest, it is somewhat less than Ji Wushang's estimate.