On a midsummer night, a forest in the suburbs, except for some irritating cicadas, everything is peaceful and quiet.

At some point, a subtle sound came from a bush deep in the woods.

"Master, you said these grandchildren wouldn't be here?"

"Whatever you tell you, please don't make a sound. I'll say it again. If any of you dares to speak without authorization, even if you fart, don't blame me for being rude to you when you go back!"

It turned out that there were more than twenty people hidden in this huge bush, all holding short swords in their hands, not knowing what their purpose was. And the two people who spoke were squatting in the front.

Logically, the master of the hall has issued a death order, so no one dares to question his authority. But by chance, the person behind the master made a very inappropriate voice.

'puff...'

This fart is crisp and loud. When you hear the sound, you feel that the person who farts is an open-minded person.

Of course the master of the hall would not feel that way. He turned around viciously and glared at the fartress, his eyes as if they were about to spit out fire.

But after seeing who it was, he did not scold him like before. He just sighed helplessly and whispered: "I said Qingyan, now is the time of importance, so you can calm down. When things are done, I will take you away in Hongcui Building."

The man called Qingyan felt a little embarrassed, his face gradually turned red, but the night was deep, and no one else noticed his embarrassment. Then he replied in a low voice: "Master, I'm really sorry. It's all because the villain ate too much sweet radish in the afternoon, but don't worry, the villain will never make any mistakes."

After hearing this, the master nodded, tightened the weapons in his hand again, and continued to look at the path ahead.

After half an hour, there was still nothing in the woods, which made everyone feel a little drowsy.

But Qingyan is an exception. Since expressing his determination to the hall master just now, he has been working hard to hold the turbid air in his stomach. He thought to himself that if those grandchildren don’t come again, he will be furious.

"Here you come, give me some energy!"

With the hall master's low voice reminding, everyone was shocked, and Qingyan temporarily forgot to fart, staring at the far end of the path.

A group of people came slowly. Taking advantage of the moonlight, Qingyan found that there were more than a dozen people coming. Although they were a little sloppy, they could still tell the armor on their bodies. It seemed that these were the defeated soldiers. These people were guarding a ox cart and carrying two big boxes.

As the other party's troops got closer and closer, everyone held the short knife in their hands tighter and tighter. The master slowly raised his arm and prepared to issue orders.

‘Puff...’

At this moment, a fart that was several times louder than before, resounded through the woods without warning, and even the sleeping crows on the trees were shocked and flew away.

After a moment of surprise, the master of the hall came to his senses, waved his arm down and rushed out first. After the others reacted, they followed closely.

Of course, the fart man rushed faster than anyone else, and after a few steps, he was already ahead of him.

At first, the defeated soldiers were frightened by the sound of the shocking fart, and then they saw a group of ferocious people coming out of the bushes, and they were extremely panicked for a moment.

Qingyan was like a cheetah at this time, rushing straight towards a soldier. The soldier came to his senses, raised the spear in his hand and thrust his waist and stabbed it. Qingyan saw the opportunity, and knocked the short knife in his right hand skillfully in front of the blade of the gun. While tilting the attack path of the spear, the short knife in his hand also quickly wiped forward along the barrel.

The soldier felt a flash in front of him, and his tendons were broken, and his spear fell to the ground. A burst of unforgettable pain gradually surged into his heart. The soldier was about to cry out in pain, but he felt a chill in his throat. He could not speak anyway, and could only make a "gulu" and "gulu".

Qingyan did not look at the soldier who was pierced with his throat and continued to rush forward towards his second target.

From Qingyan rushing to the other party, then taking the knife to the point of his hand, he cleanly dealt with the first person. All of this took only a few seconds, but it was completely different for the two sides.

Qingyan's side obviously had been used to it for a long time, and their attack did not stop at all. The defeated soldiers were all shocked by the thunder strike. Although they were defeated soldiers, they had received regular military training from Beiyan. It was no problem to deal with two or three ordinary men. At this time, a companion was instantly killed by the young man in front of them, which really made them feel incredible.

After this stunned look, the master and his men rushed over, completely overwhelming the other party.

The ending is of course obvious.

After an hour, after the Chou Time, after dealing with the fallen marks, Qingyan and his group left the woods with a ox cart and came to a dilapidated land temple thirty miles away.

After parking the ox cart, the man who was scolded by the hall master before couldn't wait to pry open the box, and then a wide range of antique porcelain came into everyone's eyes. Even the old and persistent hall master swallowed silently.

The unboxing person said with a hot look: "Master, after all these calculations, they must be hundreds of taels." The master forced to suppress his inner excitement and said: "Deputy Master Zhang, they are worth nothing to me, Shengniutang. The old rules, tomorrow you will investigate the village that was slaughtered by the Northern Yan army to see if there are any descendants. If there are, we will return these things intact. If not, make other plans."

Hearing this, Deputy Master Zhang was a little anxious. He approached the master and whispered: "Master, you are so confused. The village has been slaughtered by the people of Northern Yan. Even if there are descendants, where can we go to find them in chaos? Besides, what we have obtained this time is not a small amount. If we share it, we can hold on for a while." Speaking of this, he paused and said: "Master, the subordinate said that the few hundred taels were just for others to listen to, and these wealth must be at least a thousand taels. Don't you want to redeem the girl in Hongcui Building? With this money, you don't have to worry anymore."

Looking at the whispers between the chief and deputy hall masters and the excited expressions of the others, Qingyan felt a little melancholy in his heart. After finding a clean stone slab and sitting down, he looked at the starry sky above his head, and his thoughts moved.

Half a year ago, when I was flying to the beach for vacation, I might have been bad for eight lifetimes. When I encountered a rare air crash, a huge lightning like a chain in nine days hit the plane, and by chance, it happened to hit me in my position. When I woke up, I had already found that I had left the familiar world and occupied a strange body.

Fortunately, the owner of this body had a serious illness at that time. Everyone thought that his brain was burned out, so he asked them anything and did not arouse much suspicion. Therefore, he became a little familiar with the environment at that time. Unfortunately, these people knew very little, only knew about the surrounding one acre and three-point land. Some of them had some knowledge, and had heard of several big cities.

What we know now is that I am nineteen years old and an orphan. When I was still in my infancy, I was rescued by an old man. This old man is a member of the Qingzhu Gang, which is the organization I am in. As for his name, it originated from a stone in the cradle. The stone has the word "Qingyan" engraved on it and has no surname.

But who would care about the surname of an orphan, so everyone called it that way.

Having said that, this world does not belong to any time node that you are familiar with. The country you live in is called Zhao State, also known as Southern Zhao State. There are two other countries in the north, one is called Xiliang and the other is called Beiyan. The current situation is that Beiyan and Xiliang countries have been fighting with Zhao State for many years, and countless casualties are killed and injured. The group of soldiers who were intercepted in the woods just now were the defeated soldiers of Beiyan. As for why they were intercepted, we have to talk about the Qingzhu Gang.

Although these people in front of you are frenzy about this money, the Qingzhu Gang, which is the largest gang in the world, has four major rudders in the east, west, south and north. Each rudder has thirty-six halls under its jurisdiction, with hundreds of thousands of gangs spread all over the world. He is affiliated with a branch in the south of the world, a member of Shengniutang. The location of Shengniutang is at the dividing point between Zhao State and Beiyan and Xiliang, Fanning City.

It is heard that the first leader of the Qingzhu Gang was a down-and-out scholar. He was in chaos and suffered a lot. One day, in order not to bully people like him, he summoned like-minded friends around him and founded the Qingzhu Gang. Perhaps the scholar did not expect that the organization that was founded only for self-protection would become the largest gang in the world after nearly a hundred years.

But these cannot be said to be pure coincidences. The most important thing that made the Qingzhu Gang prosper is its iron rule, which is called the Four Rescue and Four Killing.

One is to save the kind and righteous people, two is to save the filial son and grandson, three is to save the Virgin’s Day women, four is to save the suffering people. One is to kill the criminals and go to the treason, two is to sell relatives and friends, three is to kill his wife and daughter, four is to kill evil gentry and bully.

Although the Qingzhu Gang has gone downhill in recent years, it has accumulated reputation for many years and has always made them very popular with the people. As for the Beiyan soldiers who intercepted this time, it was because they slaughtered a landlord's farm and swept away all their property when they fled north. After Shengniutang got the news, the master of the hall made a quick decision and set up an ambush and intercepted the way he fled north.

"Qingyan?Qingyan?"

"Uh-huh?"

At this time, the voice of the hall master came over. He raised his hand and signaled Qingyan to go over. After approaching, the hall master smiled and said, "Qingyan, you have made a lot of efforts this time. Don't worry, we will not treat you badly. In this way, we will have a big goal together. If we encounter a large number of defeated soldiers in Beiyan, it will be bad. So we will take action separately. Deputy Lord Zhang and I led a few people to take the car first, and the rest of you will be dispersed and returned to Fanning City."

Hearing this, Qing Yan sneered in his heart and thought to himself that this time the oil and water seemed to be really big. He always returned together, but this time he had to act dispersed. I think the master and deputy master wanted to take this opportunity to deduct some of their property. As for how much they deducted, it was all they said.

The others are not fools, but they dare not speak out. They just hope that they will not be in vain this time, and it is also good to get some.
Chapter completed!