Chapter 95;

"5 taels of silver, and [-]% of the spoils after the successful suppression of the bandits."

"Is he blackmailing Benfutai? Fifty thousand taels of silver is not a small sum."

"I still have to give him [-]% of the spoils. Fortunately, he kept saying that it is the duty and responsibility of every Daxuan citizen to serve the court. He is also an insatiable greedy guy!"

Zhou Futai furiously scolded Fang Ping for being greedy, and this anger soon implicated Chu Ying, who helped Fang Ping spread the word, and he made a big fool of himself today.

He sacrificed his own sister-in-law, but Jiaqiu did nothing wrong. I don't know if he didn't like it or wanted to take the money with his sister-in-law.

Regardless of what happened, it was the first time he had run into a wall in front of a young man as he had been the Daze prefecture's castle for so long.

"Master Futai, calm down." Chu Ying explained with a wry smile: "The Hunjianglong and the Jinfan Bandit are both masters of the fourth-rank marrow washing realm. No matter how many soldiers you give me, there is not a single powerful martial arts master. If you help me, I can't recover the robbed tax money even if I'm humble, if my lord thinks that Fang Ping's conditions are harsh, we can have a long-term discussion."

Long term?How to take a long-term view?The Zhou Mansion was angry, and knew in his heart that the matter of suppressing the bandits was urgent, and it was worth paying some price, "Let the Mansion think about it for a day, and I will give you an answer tomorrow."

"My lord's lesson." Chu Ying bowed her hands and stepped back, suddenly remembered something, and turned around to ask; "Hasn't Captain Ji Meng returned from his travels?"

There are not a few masters in the middle three ranks in Daze Prefecture, not to mention the plethora of them, there are hundreds of them, but there are only three martial arts masters in the third rank level, and every one of them is in the city of Daze Prefecture. The big guy in the crack.

Ji Meng, the seventh-rank Zhaowu school lieutenant in official position, is not below the Zhoufutai. He is the same as Zhoufutai in civil and military affairs. Zhoufutai is in charge of people's livelihood and taxes.

And Ji Meng is in charge of the soldiers and horses in the city of Daze Prefecture. He is extremely brave and talented in martial arts. He has cultivated to the upper third rank at the age of 30. He traveled to the rivers and lakes a year ago to sharpen his martial arts, but he has not returned yet.

"If Lieutenant Ji Meng comes back, does the station need to ask outsiders for help?" Zhou Futai shook his head. He hadn't received a letter from Ji Meng for a long time, and he didn't want him to come back either.

Daxuan established the country with martial arts, but in order to coerce military generals and restrict military generals from abusing power and rebellion, civil servants of the same rank are naturally superior to military generals in terms of power.

But then again, a general who is the most powerful in Daze Prefecture, has a high prestige in the army, and is at the same level as himself, always guards by his side, Zhou Futai feels awkward, one person alone holds one He doesn't want to share the government's rights with anyone.

……

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Tongfu Inn.

hall.

At this point in time, there were a lot of guests coming to stay in the hotel. It should be a noisy scene, but after Fang Ping entered the lobby of the inn, there was no noise coming from his ears, but there were quite a few guests.

The reason is that everyone's eyes are intoxicated, and they can't help but look at a figure.

It was a young man in a red robe, with a coquettish and handsome face, so perfect that it was unrealistic, such as Mrs. Zhou, and the sister-in-law of Zhoufutai.

This person is different, the high bridge of the nose sets off the unearthly, coquettish and beautiful facial features in a three-dimensional way, which looks like a painting.

With such beauty, it doesn't matter whether it's a man or a woman.

He sat alone at the table, attracting the attention of everyone in the inn with his every move, even the shopkeeper Tong of the middle-aged lady stared at the young man in red with dazed eyes.

"It's the guy who lives next door..."

Fang Ping once again smelled the strange and strong fragrance, which was emanating from the body of the young man in red. It is difficult for ordinary people to smell the stench of rotting corpses hidden under this strange fragrance.

suddenly.

The young man in red looked at where Fang Ping was. A pair of peach-blossom pupils were enchanting, and the pupils glowed with lavender light, shining like gemstones and agates.

For some reason, Fang Ping was restless, the hairs on the surface of his skin stood on end, and the heart containing purple true blood in his chest was beating uncontrollably.

"I can't see through."

Fang Ping, who has reached a certain level of turtle breath breathing technique, can judge the level of martial arts monks of the other party through the interval between breathing and breathing, but the young man in red is not breathing!

right!Just not breathing!

"As strong as a third-rank martial artist, with a huge lung capacity, it is not difficult to hold your breath for a few hours..."

Fang Ping didn't think the young man in red was deliberately holding his breath.

Not only did the young man in red not breathe, he had no heartbeat, nor did he hear the sound of Qi and blood flowing. Instead, there was a strange rustling sound echoing in the young man's body, like... thousands of insects crawling.

At the same time, Fang Ping remembered what happened on the way to Dazefu City. The third master of the Panshe Village said that there was a mysterious figure who killed bandits and bandits everywhere. Heart removed.

It is said that the man was wearing a red dress.

Going forward in time, many bandits and bandits were murdered by mysterious strongmen in Shanyang County, and their hearts were dug out. The government even posted notices.

"Shanyang County, Daze Prefecture City, the inn lives next to me, is it a coincidence or..."

Fang Ping's face was heavy, and he made a bold move, walking up to the young man in red step by step, "Ping below."

As they got closer, Fang Ping became more and more restless, as if sitting in front of him was a prehistoric beast that could devour him at any time.

Fang Ping felt nauseous for a while because of the strange fragrance emanating from the body of the young man in red, and the hidden stench.

"Sit." The young man in red was suddenly surprised, and he probably didn't expect that the prey he was eyeing would take the initiative to come forward.

"What's your name, Xiongtai?" Fang Ping sat down calmly, but the true qi in the dantian, the qi and blood in the blood vessels, were ready to go, and swam through the whole body.

The corner of the red-clothed young man's mouth touched the smiles that fascinated everyone in the inn, and his voice was mellow and ethereal, indistinguishable between male and female, and he replied, "The name... I chose one for myself, Luo Quan."

"Good name." Fang Ping remained calm, amplifying his perceptual ability to the maximum. The wind and grass within a radius of Tongfu Inn were as loud as the sound of hawking, footsteps, iron hammering, and horseshoes in the streets and alleys.

As small as gravel flying, ants move food, and flying insects cut through the airflow.

As long as the sound is within a thousand feet, it cannot escape Fang Ping's capture.

However, the young man in red sitting in front of him, just like a corpse, has no breathing, no heartbeat, no pulse, and no sound of blood flowing.

This is so weird.

Fang Ping tried his best to maintain his superficial calm and composure, and probed further: "Mr. Luo is a talented person, where did he come from, and where did he go?"

Luo Quan's half-smile was not a smile. When the prey was frightened, it would emit an unpleasant smell. For this reason, he couldn't make Fang Ping alert, "Come from a far away place."

"Can I show you the palmistry? You can also feel the bones."

Everyone in the inn:? ? ?
"Forget it, I live next door to you, we will meet again soon." Luo Quan got up and walked to the second floor.

The eyes in the inn, reluctantly looked at the back, until Luo Quan disappeared at the end of the stairs.

"Shopkeeper Tong."

Fang Ping stood in front of shopkeeper Tong thoughtfully.

"I want to borrow someone from you." Fang Ping couldn't help saying, grabbed Lao Bai and walked out of the inn.

"Don't, it's not good to gossip in broad daylight...Where are you going to take me, you don't want to take me to the Yamen?"

Fang Ping glanced at this room, and he was worthy of the words "cowardly as a mouse", but this is not the standard for judging a person. Some people are naturally timid, but it does not mean that they have no courage.

(End of this chapter)

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