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Fu Chuan was in charge of the town below, and the batch of government servants who broke into the warehouse were quickly bundled into rice dumplings and piled one by one under the haystack.

Fu Chuan asked questions below.

"If you want to say that I am a snitch and a bandit, you have to have evidence, right? Is there a sea arrest document? Or is there a good citizen who reported me for committing a crime? At least you say that you are a poor man in Wanshou County, and you have to be sent by the county magistrate Is it the hall sign? There is nothing, so you came to knock on the door?"

If Fu Chuan was squatting by the side of the haystack, and the yamen servants stood and yelled and drank, it would not be so easy to ask.

Now more than a dozen yamen servants are tied into rice dumplings, trembling under Fu Chuan's hands.

The class leader stuttered and explained for a long time, Fu Chuan understood, Xie Qinghe almost laughed angrily.

This group of idiots didn't know Fu Chuan's identity at all, nor did they know the grievances between Fu Chuan and Longlinwei Yamen.

They really came to "catch" the Snitch.

Fang Yazi, who brought Fu Chuan Xie Qinghe to the warehouse to do business yesterday, took the bank notes and documents, and strolled to the yamen.I wanted to finish this business, but after much deliberation, Fang Yazi considers himself a good person, so if a good person sees something abnormal, he shouldn't report it right away?

He felt that Fu Chuan was really not a good person.

Why would a good person pay such a fortune for a place in the middle of nowhere?It must be gathering people to do something!

It can't be said that the Changji Warehouse has become a den of thieves.

What Fang Yazi was most worried about was that if something happened to the den of thieves in the future, the yamen would ask why he, a middle-class man, would sell the house to Jiang Yang's thieves?Why provide Jiangyang Bandit with a secret meeting place?Is it an accomplice of Jiangyang Bandit?

Just thinking of this made Fang Yazi tremble with fright.

Therefore, Fang Yazi, an enthusiastic citizen, went to the Yamen to report Fu Chuan.

In order to clarify the relationship, he didn't know what kind of psychology it was, and he also talked about the "uniqueness" of the two children, one old and one young, with embellishments and spittle.Even the experience of taking Fu Chuan to look at the house became ups and downs and full of dangers - it seemed that if he hadn't run fast, he would have been nailed to death by Fu Chuan long ago, his corpse would fill the well, and he would disappear from the world.

There are a lot of tricksters who like to blindly report a few times these days, and Wanshou County receives a basketful of tricksters every year alone.

What is tricky?

That is, the plaintiff knew clearly that the defendant had committed the crime of stealing chickens and dogs, so he insisted on exaggerating his words, so as to attract the attention of the yamen.

For example, the plaintiff said that he saw the defendant climb over the wall in the middle of the night, and suddenly there was a sound of struggling in the courtyard.

After checking the situation, it was found that the defendant was indeed a thief. When he climbed over the wall, he fell into the chicken coop, which made the chicken fly and the dog jumped, alarmed the watchdog, and was bitten by the dog until his hands were covered with blood.And then killed a dog...

The village chief, Li Zheng, didn't even bother to take care of this matter, so he could be described as a murder scene by the unruly people. The county was so frightened that he immediately sent people to investigate. Did a massacre happen in the victim's house?After checking and checking, a dog died.

The county magistrate who was in a hurry would also beat up the unruly people who complained, as a warning to others, but the unruly crimes continued to emerge one after another.

It’s similar to the fact that the master’s family releases the servants to marry and have children. The master’s family gradually declines, and the original servant’s family prospers day by day. Fugitive slaves demanded that the servant's entire family, including the servant's wife later married, the child she gave birth to, and the child's daughter-in-law...all be sentenced to be slaves.Otherwise, ask the servants to redeem themselves with huge sums of money...

As a grassroots parent official, his liver hurts every day from this group of unruly people who like to take advantage of and sue.If you are in a hurry, beat up the troublesome people, they dare to yell everywhere, saying that the county magistrate has a bad official reputation, receives money from others, and listens to judgment...

After Fang Yazi's vivid report, the criminal squad reported it, and Wanshou County knew that it was another rumor.

The logic is simple, if you are a gangster, why do you have to send such a conspicuous couple out to buy a house?

If you want to be secluded and not see people, sneak into Shiyatan, who can control you?Why are you doing the business of murdering and stealing goods, and you have to spend huge sums of money to buy a real estate in Dragon City?Don't run away after doing one vote? !Wouldn't the money for buying a house be thrown into the water?

However, Wanshou County is worried, what if there is a problem?

Everything that happens in reality is illogical.

According to logic, there should be no problem with Chang Ji's warehouse, but how many of the desperadoes with their heads tied to their belts are clear-headed?With the courage to kill and steal goods, and a good brain, aren't they all purple clothes and gold belts, living in temples?Only those who are stupid and ruthless will be reduced to the rivers and lakes.

So, early in the morning, the criminal squad arranged for more than a dozen yamen servants to come to Changji Warehouse to inquire about the situation.

What Wanshou County never expected was...

As he expected, Changji Warehouse was not inhabited by Jiangyang bandits.

However, what lives here is Fu Chuan, which is thousands of times more lethal than Jiang Yang's bandit!

Now it's all right, a group of yamen servants stormed in aggressively, and they all turned into dejected meat buns.

"Master, what should we do now?" Fu Chuan went upstairs to discuss with Xie Qinghe.

This kind of oolong incident, can't even think of it.Fu Chuan actually felt a little regretful: "As long as those yamen servants know a little bit about etiquette, when I go downstairs and open the door to explain the situation clearly, it won't be the trouble it is now. That's great, tie them up in a row...then go Untie it?"

"Untie it and let it go." Xie Qinghe didn't take it too seriously, and comforted, "You don't have to be upset. Those few brains are not very good. Even if you open the door for them in time and explain it nicely, he will be polite to you First put you in shackles, and then kick you all the way back to the Yamen with your feet. You don’t have to say sorry if you get caught wrong, but if you can be released, you have to kowtow to thank Lord Qingtian for his kindness.”

Fu Chuan thought about the arrogance and domineering of those below when they were not tied up, and felt that what the uncle said was right.

"I'm afraid that if we put it back, Wanshou County will come to make trouble again. Aren't we going to find a cult today?" Fu Chuan was worried about this.

"That's easy. You tell them that you belong to a monk." Xie Qinghe framed them unceremoniously.

Fu Chuan opened his eyes wide.

Xie Qinghe casually picked up the teacup on the table, and quickly lit it in front of Fu Chuan.

Before Fu Chuan could see clearly, he had already put down the teacup.

"Just make it up, the more mysterious and complicated it is, the better. Just take a pendant or a copper plate, and shake it in front of them. They are already frightened, how dare they ask in detail? The monk's spies may not even go to the temple to inquire about it." Got it. If you can scare them into not even asking, all the better."

Fu Chuan nodded approvingly: "Let them frame me, but not allow me to frame them? General Xiong in Luoma City kept saying that Master Protector of the Country is my backer, and I want to rely on it today."

After Xie Qinghe's suggestion, Fu Chuan opened the door to a new world, and the ideas became more and more interesting.

"Wouldn't it be better if I said I'm a spy of Qianchengqi?" Fu said.

There is a high probability that Wanshou County would not dare to harass Longlin Guard.

However, if Wanshou County really went to Longlinwei for verification, wouldn't the alarming effect be better than his swaggering through the market yesterday?

"What if I am a monk and a thousand riders?"

Fu Chuan's mind was so open that he couldn't hold it anymore.

He pretended to go back to the house, but actually took out the silver-threaded white-feathered arrow from the space, held it in his hand, and went downstairs to find a few yamen servants to explain.

Xie Qinghe taught him to use random objects as tokens to intimidate the servants, while Fu Chuan planned to find clues from the servants.The yamen servants in Longcheng can be said to be the most unpopular people in the public family. A random small official is worth more than a lowly servant. It is also the most well-informed.

He said that he was from the Palace of the Protector of the Country, and that General Yan upstairs was from the Dragon Scale Guard, and his status was unattainable.

This group of yamen servants has been suppressed by him.

Because the kung fu is so good that Fu Chuan is so good, it is unlikely to be an ordinary Jiangyang thief.

This is the same as how small bandits will be wiped out without a blade of grass, and most heroes who occupy one side will be recruited by the court, and they can be given a half-job or something...

Fu said that he was a monk, and that Xie Qinghe was the general of Longlinwei, and the servants were all relieved.

Until Fu Chuan showed the silver-threaded white-feathered arrow.

Immediately, a well-informed team leader recognized him, and exclaimed: "Ten people rate!"

Fu Chuan looked at the expressions of all the yamen servants.

Most of the yamen servants were at a loss, and obviously did not know the origin of this arrow.And the shock and awe of the team leader is not fake.

"You also know the ten-man rate?" Fu Chuan heard these three words for the first time, pretending to be very similar, and looked at the team leader.

The squad leader swallowed, and his expression became more respectful: "Young one, I have a distant relative who served as a soldier in Longxiangwei. I have heard him mention... Among the ten thousand armies, there are ten sharp people. In order to show He is brave and good at fighting, the imperial court has hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, only ten of them command gold armor and silver spears, jade around their waists, even feathers and arrows are decorated with gold and silver silk, and horseshoes are all made of purple gold..."

These words sound a little exaggerated.

After all, gold armor, silver guns, jade belts, etc., sound very unreliable.

Gold and silver are very soft. Even if you want to use gold and silver to make weapons, you have to add other ores to make alloys, otherwise the forged weapons are useless at all.There are also rich and noble families who have some small gold knives and silver daggers. They are all works of art for female family members and literati, and have no practical value.

But isn't it an exaggeration to decorate white feather arrows with silver threads?

What the team leader said was a little frivolous.Fu Chuan deliberately stared at him with unfathomable eyes, without saying a word.

After a moment of stalemate, the team leader couldn't stand it any longer, and stammered: "To tell you the truth, the one who told the news about the ten people leading the way to the younger one is the younger brother-in-law... He is just out of kindness, and I'm afraid that the younger The one offended the nobleman, and I told him not to let the young one go around to show it around..."

This makes sense.

Fu Chuan asked Li Qian to inquire about the feather arrow that shot his mother to death in Beijing, but there was no news for so many years.

Among so many yamen servants, only the leader of the squad recognized the origin of Yujian, and the other yamen servants were all at a loss.

——If such hard-to-find news was spread casually by the distant relatives of the team leader, it would have spread to the whole city long ago. How could it be so tightly guarded?

"I think your brother-in-law is not a soldier in Longxiang Guard?" Fu Chuan asked.

Bantou's family lived in Longcheng for a long time, and his in-laws are everywhere. If he really wanted to investigate based on his identity, his wife and younger brother who worked as clerks in Longlin Guard would not be able to tell.Now that his wife and brother have been confessed, it doesn't make much sense to hide his background: "He... works as a clerk in the Dragon Scale Guard."

The information that the team leader can know is also very limited. When the word "ten people rate" is asked, great progress has been made.

Fu Chuan untied the gang of yamen servants and wanted to let them go.

The team leader was still a little nervous: "...My lord, let me wait, how should I report back to my old parents?"

Working in the yamen seems to be prestige and easy to get around, and there are many people who come to find a way, and they can always eat some filial money throughout the year. There are five or six people walking on the street, and ordinary people have to nod and bow.In fact, there are three, six, and nine ranks in the public office. Yamen servants are the lowest-ranking messengers. They usually wait for orders from big officials and small officials in the yamen. Beating violently with water and fire sticks, and taking the blame for the coolies, it is considered half a person.

When encountering such a mess in the Changji warehouse, go back and pay the order. If you don’t tell the truth, you will definitely be hated by the county magistrate and the criminal class. If you tell the truth, I’m afraid that the unprovoked young master and the mysterious "General Yan" "revenge.It's really a dilemma.I can't wait to arrest Fang Yazi who came to the Yamen to complain yesterday and beat him up.

"Let's tell the truth. If you want to come to the county, you know the score." Fu Chuan waved his hand, telling them to get out of here.

Fu Chuan trusted Xie Qinghe very much, so he came up first to share the information.

"Want to check the rate of ten people first?" Xie Qinghe asked.

Fu Chuan shook his head: "If the army is an elite, the murderer who shot my mother back then would have been ordered to act. If he can escape, the monk can't escape the temple. Cut the murder weapon into several pieces."

Because he didn't establish a deep emotional connection with his mother who died young, Fu Chuan was very calm about revenge.

"It's just to scare the snake away. If we go to find members of the cult, it may not be safe for the donkey to stay here." Fu said.

Xie Qinghe smiled and said: "He is a gift from Miss San to Elder Yu, so naturally we have to bring him to enter the door."

When Xie Qinghe was still sleeping in the morning, Fu Chuan had already discussed with Wei Qin about going to find the cult's lair today, and Wei Qin was always a little restless.At the moment Xie Qinghe is plastering Fu Chuan to change his appearance, Fu Chuan is dumbfounded while holding a bronze mirror, Wei Qin is restless.

"You're afraid." The donkey egg peeled the salted duck egg, licking out the oily yolk with its tongue.

Wei Qin sat on the threshold, buried his face in his arms.

The reason why he survived was because he promised to lead the way for Fu Chuan and introduce Elder Yu.

As a little villain, Wei Qin knew very well that he might not survive today.Not to mention whether Xie Qinghe Fu Chuan will kill him or not, as long as the two of them don't protect themselves, once they turn their faces and fight each other, the people of Tunxing Sect will not let him go.He knows some methods of medicine, but he doesn't know how to fight.

These days, both Xie Qinghe and Fu Chuan treated him very well, and treated him and donkey eggs equally, and did not treat him differently.

However, this does not mean that he is qualified to beg for his life, begging Xie Qinghe and Fu Chuan to protect him as well.

Donkey Dan gave him the peeled salted duck eggs and said, "Please beg Grandpa. He is soft-hearted."

Wei Qin didn't dare.

When Xie Qinghe killed someone, Donkey Dan was sleeping soundly in Miss San's car.

He saw with his own eyes that Xie Qinghe killed the legless Shangguan Ying first, and then the beautiful and young Mo Qiangwei.Neither pity the weak, nor cherish the delicate beauty, such a person with a cold heart, can have a relationship with a soft heart?

It's Fu Chuan.

I bought candied haws for him and clothes for him.

Wei Qin rallied several times in his heart, wanting to beg Fu Chuan to spare his life, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

Fu Chuan looked at the person who looked less and less like himself in the bronze mirror, and was amazed: "No wonder everyone said that they can't find the uncle, and they travel around the world without knowing where they are. Your skill in disguise is really too similar." ?” He wanted to touch the bulging prosthesis on his face.

Xie Qinghe tapped his Shenmen acupoint with a slender eyebrow pencil, Fu Chuan let out an ouch, and quickly shook his hand.

"It's not completely dry yet. It's out of shape after pinching. Wait a little longer." Xie Qinghe used special paint for modification. Once it is completely dry and set, it cannot be washed off without special potion, and it cannot be easily removed.

Fu Chuan looked east and west, and suddenly became interested in the wrinkles on Xie Qinghe's face: "Master, do you also wear makeup?"

"Yes." Xie Qinghe admitted.

"Then what do you look like? Is it similar to now? Or is it a lot worse?" Fu Chuan asked curiously.

"It's too troublesome to wash, you will know later." Xie Qinghe said.

Fu Chuan nodded.

"Master's uncle is also very dexterous with his left hand." Fu Chuan couldn't help talking again.

"You can also practice left-handedness. Most people in the world are right-handed. Many old people in the world have accumulated many years of fighting habits, and most of them are right-handed. If you are left-handed, you are also right-handed. Dexterity, when fighting against people, it takes advantage of half of the experience first. If you encounter a slightly left-handed enemy, you won't be in a hurry." Xie Qinghe explained.

Fu Chuan listened carefully, and said, "My left hand has also been practiced, but it's not as fast as my right hand. I can't do such delicate work of disguise with my left hand like Uncle Shi. Speaking of it..."

He raised his breath and clenched his left fist, and with a snap, there was an explosion of anger out of thin air.

Xie Qinghe was extremely pleased.The younger brother said that he has practiced his left hand, not only that, but also hard work.

Back then in Luoma City, Fu Chuan held a gun in his right hand and a sword in his left. When fighting, he rushed from left to right, like flowing water. Xie Qinghe could see his strength in physical skills.Without solid and hard training, no matter how talented you are, it is impossible to be so brave at such a young age.

"The strength of the left hand is not as strong as the right hand." Fu Chuan evaluated himself, "It needs to be practiced."

This is a restless little chatterbox.

The closer and more familiar you are with each other, the more obvious the chatterbox attribute will be.

"Uncle, why do you want to change your appearance? Is it to avoid your enemies?" Fu Chuan asked again.

Xie Qinghe said honestly: "I wanted to scare you."

Fu Chuan said in surprise: "You started to put on makeup after you met me? Did you start to scare me? But I haven't seen you before. I don't even know you with or without makeup. Besides, don't we all wear makeup now?" Have you met? Why don't you take off your makeup?"

"Of course it's because of some reasons that can't be said for the time being." Xie Qinghe wiped the corners of his mouth with a towel, "Okay."

Fu Chuan was immediately distracted, and picked up the bronze mirror to look at his face: "Master doesn't even recognize him..."

Just now.

Wei Qin came up sullenly, knelt down and kowtowed.

Fu Chuan lightly kicked him on the shoulder with his toe, releasing him from the state of kowtowing, and said: "You two have been muttering at the door for a long time, the voice is so loud, can't you hear me and my uncle? You don't ask the teacher Uncle, please beg me. Do I look soft-hearted?"

Wei Qin was almost suffocated by these two sentences.

"Have you ever eaten someone?" Fu Chuan asked.

Wei Qin pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time, tears slowly falling down: "I have eaten."

"My second senior brother once said that it is better to live than to kill someone. What is life? Killer must be beheaded, and only by pardoning can he live."

"If you forgive a villain who has committed a heinous crime and kills without blinking an eye, and allow him to continue to harm others in this world, this is not a living person, but a murder."

"However, if the pardoned person reforms his past and stops harming others, he is a living person. If this reformed villain can do some good deeds and help other people, even if it is to plant an acre of land If three buckets of grain are produced, more people will live.”

"If you are willing to repent, I will pardon you as the head disciple of the Hanjiang Sword Sect."

"You have to admit your past sins, and follow me to serve in Hanshan to redeem your sins. After ten or twenty years, when you get better, you can leave Hanshan. If you do evil again, I will forgive you with my own mouth, and I will find you all over the world the next day. You, kill you."

It didn't take Fu Chuan to go down the mountain for three to five days. He was often sought by sects in the Jianghu sects to be a mediator.

Wei Qin quickly kowtowed: "I am willing to repent and make amends!"

Fu Chuan nodded, and said: "I pardon you. My patriarch, from now on, all the evil things you do will be blamed on me. You have to be more careful, let me get into something that hurts the morality , That’s not a one-shot kill.”

He threatened viciously: "I will make your life worse than death."

Wei Qin couldn't help but promise: "I will definitely change my past, stop being a bad guy, and be a good guy... a good guy."

Only then did Fu Chuan realize that his forehead was red and swollen. When he came to beg for mercy just now, he knocked too hard. He couldn't help but turned around and asked, "Uncle Shi, can you wipe it off for him too? This looks... Uncle Shi?"

Xie Qinghe lost his mind for a moment, nodded and said: "It can be erased. I will go and adjust the color again."

Fu Chuan was very interested in his belongings of disguised makeup, and followed him every step of the way. Relying on his uncle's love, he even reached out to pick up the mixed paint, and smelled it closely, trying to distinguish what it was made of. : "Uncle Master thinks what I said is wrong?"

"Huh?" Xie Qinghe tried the color and began to cover Wei Qin's forehead.

"I heard from Brother Yiyi that Hanshan didn't accept prisoners before. If they met a wicked person, they would all be shot to death. The master said, do you have to do everything to get rid of the evil? Negative, if a wicked person's life is spared in a moment of softness, then the wicked person will kill and set fire to do bad things in the future, maybe we will be responsible for all of them... just kill them all." Fu said.

"Yes." When Xie Qinghe was in the Hanjiang Sword Sect, he followed the rules set by Shangguan Shiyi.Get rid of evil.

"Later, Senior Brother Han Yun went to ask Master, and what he said was 'It is better to live than to kill a person'. From then on, there were prisoners at the foot of the mountain who came to redeem their sins. , the ruling disciples will allow them to go back to Hanshan to confess their sins and redeem their sins, and it seems that they have never heard of doing evil things for so many years—I think they dare not and have no chance to do bad things." Fu Chuan continued to babble.

Xie Qinghe had already wiped away the redness and swelling on Wei Qin's forehead until it was indistinguishable from the surrounding healthy skin, and said softly, "It's done."

"When the uncle went down the mountain to travel, the Hanjiang Sword Sect didn't have the same rules. Are you not used to it?" Fu Chuan asked.

Xie Qinghe shook his head and said: "I think what you said is very reasonable. If you are soft-hearted for a moment and spare the wicked person's life, you have to spend time and effort to control him. Otherwise, I will have to kill and set fire to do bad things in the future. Get involved."

Fu Chuan said in astonishment: "No. I pardoned him, and I will take care of him. Master, don't bother me, I will take care of him."

Wei Qin couldn't promise more: "Senior, I will definitely correct my mistakes and be a new man. I will never do bad things again!"

Xie Qinghe put down the eyebrow pencil, and patted the head of the little junior brother: "Okay, let's deal with the matter of the Tunxing Sect first. Let's talk about other things."

Fu Chuan always felt that something was wrong, that the uncle did not speak the truth.

But this is not the only thing that my uncle hesitates to say.Another lost lover, another strange phantom poison...

Thinking of this, Fu Chuan thought to himself, the uncle said that he knew who poisoned him, and he even asked for the antidote.The uncle also said that after arriving in Dragon City, he should meet the person who poisoned him... Doesn't that mean that the person who poisoned the uncle is still alive?

That should be the villain whose life was spared by his uncle, right?

Otherwise, that person fell into the hands of the uncle, and the solution was forced to be revealed. With the uncle's hands, how could that person be spared?

Fu Chuan thought that his relationship with his uncle was already very close, so he couldn't help asking: "Uncle, do you regret that you didn't take that villain who poisoned you to Hanshan to do hard labor to make amends? You can catch him too!"

Xie Qinghe glanced at him and thought to himself, do you know what is the relationship between you and the person you kept saying was captured as hard labor?