Poverty

Chapter 50 Blood Money!
"Master Gongsun!" Zhang Zhiliang blurted out, his face pale.

This scene was a bit scary under the silence of the night, revealing an indescribable strangeness.

Li Yanchu frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable with the purgatory-like scene in front of him.

There was an inexplicable hatred in my heart for the people behind the scenes.

Damn!

Wang Butou said: "It seems that the Five Lakes Gang has been wiped out first, and the leader of the gang, Sun Hong, was killed more cruelly than others."

Li Yanchu said: "Someone has set up an evil formation here, which can shield the perception of those who cultivate the Tao. The people behind the scenes are well-intentioned."

Wang Butou asked: "Master Yanchu, the woman Guo Caiyun I met on the boat is also a paper-stitched person?"

Li Yanchu shook his head: "That woman has an evil spirit, and she may not be the same as the person behind the scenes. I think she seems to be trying to wake us up."

"I don't know the specific reason."

The other party is obviously a strange person who has cultivated the way of painting skin, and it is temporarily uncertain whether he is an enemy or a friend.

Li Yanchu guessed that it was very likely that it was a stranger who came to Weicheng for the elixir.

at this time.

call out!
An eagle with sharp claws flew down from the sky like a sharp arrow!

"careful!"

Li Yanchu pushed Wang Butou away, and slashed out with his palm!
Liuyang Jin!
Sharp Qi and blood burst out!
The eagle spread its wings, turned its body in the air, and brought a gust of wind.

Unexpectedly, he avoided Li Yanchu's Tiangang hand with incomparable dexterity!
"What the hell!"

"Where did the eagle come from!?"

The yamen drew their swords and shouted.

Li Yanchu's eyes sank, and he was ready to cut down the eagle that suddenly appeared.

But there was a pop in my ear.

The eagle suddenly disappeared, turned into a piece of leather and fell slowly.

Li Yanchu stretched out his hand and made a move, a wave of energy gathered in his hand, and the leather fell into his hands.

The creamy touch made Li Yanchu frown.

"It's human skin!?" A trace of disgust flashed across Li Yanchu's eyebrows.

But soon he rubbed the leather lightly with his fingers, and found something slightly different.

"What the hell is this!?" Wang Catcher inserted the long sword back into his waist, and walked over frowning.

Li Yanchu's eyes revealed a thoughtful look, he was a little surprised, and said to Wang Butou, "These seem to be the place names of Weicheng."

"Eh!?" Catcher Wang's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward to take the leather from Li Yanchu's hand.

I found that the place names of Weicheng were densely recorded on it, and after a cursory glance, there were about 34 places.

"These seem to be near the Qingyi Empress Temple." Wang Butou exclaimed.

The two looked at each other.

"Could this be the place where the Five Lakes Gang buried their explosives?" Li Yanchu asked.

Catcher Wang took a deep breath and said, "It should be, I'll send someone there right away."

Li Yanchu looked into the distance, his eyes seemed to see through the darkness.

"Who is the Guo Caiyun I saw on this ghost ship just now?" His heart was full of curiosity.

The eagle and the snitch Qiao Wu were obviously doing it out of the way of painting skins, so they should be done by the same person.

When the work of the Jiangbian Five Lakes Gang finished, Li Yanchu said goodbye to Wang Butou first, and returned to Weicheng first.

Looking at the dense night around him, it was silent and deep.

A trace of worry flashed across Li Yanchu's heart for no reason.

The currently known strange people in Weicheng, in addition to the people behind the paper piercing man, there should be a strange person who is good at raising ghosts.

Now there is another master of painting who has no clear position.

"The legend of the elixir seems really attractive, but I don't know who the Wuling Sanren is." Li Yanchu was skeptical about the legend of the elixir.

Since ancient times, not only the strange people and strangers of the people have pursued immortality, but also the emperors have pursued immortality.

But in this world, no one has heard of anyone who is immortal.

It's just that I'm afraid it will lead to a bloodbath.

And Li Yanchu thinks that this Tsing Yi Niangniang Temple is not that simple.

Otherwise, the people behind the Zhizha people would not have used explosives to blow up the Tsing Yi Temple with the help of the Five Lakes Gang.

"Is it purely for killing people on important days, or for something in Qingyi Temple?" Li Yanchu thought to himself.

Everything at present seems to be shrouded in fog, which makes him a little confused.

The next day!

Bai Hongtu, who was obsessed with the beauty of the oiran lady, learned that Li Yanchu participated in the event of exterminating the Five Lakes Gang last night.

The chopsticks in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

This kind of famous thing was actually missed by me!

Bai Hongtu wants to cry but has no tears.

Taking a look at his handsome and upright self in the bronze mirror, Bai Hongtu suddenly burst into a rage!

"I was fooled by the wine and sex, and I missed such a big event!"

"Starting today, quit drinking!"

Two days later.

The annual Weicheng Tsingyi Temple Fair officially begins.

There are lights and festoons everywhere, and the flow of people is like a tide, which is very lively.

Lanterns, calligraphy and paintings, copybooks, lantern riddles can be seen everywhere on the street.

There are mostly poems and songs on the copybooks, which are full of joy.

The crowd was full of people.

Li Yanchu was walking on the street, and noticed that street vendors had sprung up like mushrooms.

Candied haws, masks, sugar figurines, all kinds of desserts, rouge gouache, walking around the streets looks very lively.

Standing on the stone bridge, looking at the flower shops in the river, they are exquisite and unusual, and there are not only high-spirited young masters and scholars talking happily with wine.

You can also see charming women in light clothes, making people unable to take their eyes off.

At the entrance of Tsing Yi Niangniang Temple, the flow of people coming and going was crowded.

They are all tourists from other places who come here to pay respects to the Tsing Yi Empress.

Tsing Yi Niang Niang is very effective. Whether it is seeking fame, marriage, or family safety, there are legends of it being effective.

Li Yanchu wandered around, watching the bustling scene, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

The voices of peddlers hawking goods can be heard endlessly.

Li Yanchu took out a penny and bought a bunch of candied haws. He bit into half of a piece and put it in his mouth. The sweet and sour taste was very delicious.

The peddler retrieved 99 copper plates, threaded them into a string, and handed them to Li Yanchu.

Li Yanchu didn't care about it at first, and put it in his arms casually.

But Li Yanchu suddenly frowned, and hastily took out the string of copper plates.

Look carefully.

Sure enough, one of the copper coins was stained with blood!

Scarlet scarlet, it was particularly dazzling in Li Yanchu's eyes!

Li Yanchu took a deep breath, and put the string of copper plates into his arms again.

Looking around, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

This kind of blood money is invisible to ordinary people. In the eyes of hawkers, this copper plate is just an ordinary copper coin.

Only a cultivator like Li Yanchu can see it.

"Strange, how could there be blood money circulating around the Tsing Yi Temple?" Li Yanchu thought to himself.

Copper coins stained with blood have also become wronged money among the people, which is usually considered an ominous sign.

(End of this chapter)