Chapter 23: Shivering! (Two chapters in one)

Author: Wu Lie

Chapter 23: Shivering! (Two chapters in one)

As soon as several carriages from the Luo family class stopped, dozens of robe brothers from the Ge Laohui rushed to catch up.

At the front was a man with a scarred face, like a dragon and a tiger, with a powerful aura. He was clearly a perfect eighth-grade martial artist!

An eighth-grade perfect martial artist can compete with three or five formations composed of fifteen soldiers. If he is serving the imperial court, he will most likely be a full eighth-grade military attaché.

What makes Luo Ning even more solemn is that in addition to Scarface, a perfect eighth-level martial arts cultivator, there is also a perfect eighth-level witchcraft monk.

This witchcraft monk is a woman, with a tambourine and a bell hanging around her waist, and her aura is gloomy and strange.

In addition to two eighth-grade monks, one martial artist and one witchcraft cultivator, there are also seven ninth-grade martial cultivators, all of whom are full of vitality.

Then there are dozens of big men in strong costumes, all of them fierce and cold.

"Your Excellency, you are Mr. Luo, right?" The eighth-grade perfect scar-faced martial artist clasped his fists on the horse, "Sure enough, a hero comes from a young age. My dear brother, Zheng Gaishan, the deputy master of Bashan Hall in Laohui, is known to friends in the world as Zhenqiaodong.

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"I am here to express my gratitude to Mr. Luo for his kindness in suppressing bandits and protecting the territory."

As he spoke, he looked at Luo Ning with his cold eyes, and couldn't help but frown secretly.

It can be seen that Master Luo is an eighth-grade monk, but he cannot tell which monk he belongs to.

Martial arts cultivator? Taoist cultivator? Shaman cultivator? They are all similar but not alike, so it is difficult to judge.

Who is he? A friend of Cai Ji, the new judge of this county? He can easily kill the leader of a mid-eighth grade thief, and his method must be mysterious and cunning.

The eighth-grade perfect witch cultivator also clasped his fists and said in a hoarse voice: "I am Liu Bingyun, and the incense I burned is also the incense of Ge Laohui. The envoy of Bashan Hall worships the ancestors and gives me a name in the world. This is Mrs. Liu Shen."

The other seven ninth-grade monks also reported their names and nicknames one by one, but they all had their own origins.

Speaking of which, they are all well-known figures in the world.

Even Luo Ning, who had the Ling Daozhu, felt very nervous when he saw the opponent's lineup.

We are not in stage performance mode right now, and there are not a large number of audiences. He, an eighth-grade martial arts cultivator, can no longer kill the enemy by leapfrogging his rank.

"The leader of the Luo family class here is Luo Ning, whose courtesy name is Zhiyuan. Because he is determined to tour the world, he has a name, Luo Tianxia."

Luo Ning also clasped his fists and showed his font size.

"There's no need to thank you. I don't know why friends from Brother Laohui are interested in meeting each other at night."

He thought to himself: That's bullshit to suppress thieves in Anjing. Aren't you yourself thieves?

"It turns out to be Master Luo of Luo Tianxia. You're polite!" Zheng Gaishan nodded and smiled as a courtesy again.

Luo Tianxia? This title sounds so grand! However, the reputation of an actor is always not small, and it is not surprising that he sang Po Tian, ​​Hong Jiuzhou, etc.

Zheng Gaishan glanced at everyone in the Luo family class who were not monks, and said with a slow smile:

"We are all friends from all walks of life. We eat from all over the world, so I'm not polite. Please forgive me for any offence, Mr. Luo."

"When I returned to town, I heard about the cause and effect, and also heard some people scolding us."

"What are you scolding? You scold me for taking money and not doing anything. He almost caused Shiqiao Town to be massacred. He is not as good as Mr. Luo, a troupe."

"Mr. Luo, if you criticize me, Zheng Gaishan, I have a bad temper, and I will never care about it."

"That's not possible. They are scolding Ge Laohui, not me personally."

"So according to the old rules, those brothers who scolded their brothers had no choice but to be put into sacks and sunk into the Chi River."

As soon as these words came out, Li Dingguo, Su Xian and others all showed angry expressions, and Luo Li's face also darkened.

Alu and others were trembling slightly.

Luo Ning sneered and said: "Oh? The rules of Brother Pao from Brother Laohui are really quite big. What next?"

Wu Dao monk Liu Jieyun said with a smile but not a smile: "Then... of course we are very willing to make friends with fellow Taoists like Mr. Luo. It depends on whether Fellow Taoist Luo appreciates it or not."

Luo Ning nodded and smiled, "Of course I am willing to make friends with you, we are all brothers in the world."

"Then let me tell you straight away." Zheng Gaishan said, "We invite Mr. Luo to join the Ge Lao Association. And tell the incense burners in Shiqiao Town that you are also Pao Ge."

"In this way, we are all brothers, what else can we say about our own people?"

Luo Ning understood.

It turns out that Ge Laohui has lost face and dignity this time, and wants to regain his face by recruiting him to join.

Just tell the incense burners (common people) in Shiqiao Town: Leader Luo who saved you is also a member of the Ge Laohui. What do you think? Do you have anything to say?

Luo Ning was angry in his heart, but said calmly on the outside: "Oh, then how do I join the Ge Laohui?"

If it was very simple, just a formality, he wouldn't mind perfunctory, and using Brother Zhang's old skills would also reduce trouble.

But he heard Zheng Gaishan say: "It's simple. As long as fellow Taoist Luo burns incense and kowtows in the hall, swears a blood alliance, and donates most of his property to the public treasury of the Ge Lao Association, we are brothers."

"Of course, Fellow Daoist Luo is the backbone of the association. You will definitely get a lot of money from the Four Seasons and Eight Festivals, and they will all go into your private treasury. Fellow Daoist Luo is an eighth-grade monk at such a young age, and has a bright future. He can hold important positions such as hall leader, elder, and protector.

, we will do the same in the future.”

Zheng Gaishan is not deceiving Luo Ning. With Luo Ning's age and cultivation, if he really wants to join the Ge Laohui, his future will definitely not be bad.

Standing from Zheng Gaishan's point of view is definitely better than walking around in the world of acting.

The reason why the Brotherhood requires members to donate most of their property is, of course, a means of controlling the congregation.

The public treasury is very rich, which makes it easy for the top management to control the entire huge organization through financial power.

Members who join the organization donate most of their wealth, and their dependence and loyalty to the organization are greatly enhanced.

The reason why Ge Laohui has become one of the three major underworld forces in Yizhou, with its gangs spread across more than 100 counties in Yizhou, is also due to this seemingly overbearing but actually tricky system.

What? Donate most of your property? Luo Ning almost laughed angrily when he heard this.

"I'm sorry. Although I admire you very much, I can donate most of my property, but I can't accept my order." Luo Ning shook his head and refused flatly.

Luo Li heard that the other party actually wanted to take away most of the Luo family's property, and his cute little face became as cold as ice.

Brother, I have finally earned so much money. I am waiting to become the daughter of the Luo family, and you are going to take away my money?

Seeing Luo Ning's refusal without hesitation, Zheng Gaishan's face darkened: "Mr. Luo, donating 70% of the family wealth is an ironclad rule of this association. It has been a rule of the Brotherhood for hundreds of years. Even today's big leaders cannot change it."

"I'm really not a brother. I'm just coveting Mr. Luo's money..."

Luo Ning interrupted him: "I have no intention of asking you to change the system. I just don't have the luck to join."

Liu Yanyun narrowed his eyes: "Mr. Luo has stolen our limelight and will make it difficult for us to see the show in Shiqiao Town in the future."

"The three thousand taels of silver you took away belonged to my brother."

"Mr. Luo, it's okay if you don't want to join the association, just leave three thousand taels of silver."

Luo Ning laughed.

"I sold the bandit's two hundred horses for two thousand taels. This is my trophy. How did it become yours?"

Zheng Gaishan sighed: "Mr. Luo is wrong, these horses are indeed ours. Although the bandits come to invade, we have set up an ambush. Even if you don't take action, the bandits will be destroyed."

"Their horses are the trophies we deserve. Also, the thousand taels of gratitude gift given to you is also our draw."

When Luo Ning heard this, he was too lazy to reason.

Childish. If the underworld really talks about reason, will it still be a underworld?

What they are talking about is hegemony! For the sake of profit, these people have no morality at all.

Three thousand taels of silver is a huge windfall, and even Zheng Gaishan and others will not be tempted.

"I also understand. Either join the association and donate 70% of your property. Or I will spit out all three thousand taels of silver to you, right?"

Zheng Gaishan sighed again: "It seems so."

"Otherwise, I won't be able to make friends with you."

Luo Ning narrowed his eyes: "Do you know who the master is? Do you know my relationship with Judge Cai of this county?"

Liu Yiyun sneered and said: "We don't know who the master is, so we don't dare to offend him, and it's not that we don't want to give Xianggong Cai some face."

"But, Mr. Luo, you always know that our elder brothers are here, right? The big leader of our society, even Mr. Zhou Mu, has to show some respect. Even if he goes to the capital, the big leader and those old men can still say a few words."

"To be honest, in Yizhou, how can there be no brothers of Brother Pao?"

"Even if Mr. Luo is clever and has the ability to kill us, you will never leave Bashan County."

What she said is no exaggeration. In Yizhou, Ge Laohui definitely has this confidence.

Luo Ning looked up at the sky, suddenly entered the carriage, and threw out several heavy boxes.

"Three thousand taels of silver are all here. They are yours!"

Zheng Gaishan and Liu Yanyun looked at each other, both a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, Leader Luo would rather spit out all his money than donate 70% to join the association.

"The green hills will remain unchanged and the green waters will flow forever. See you again in the future!" Luo Ning said a few words, shook the reins, "Let's go!"
To be continued...