Poverty

Chapter 8 Not Clean!

The next day!

The proprietress was sitting at the dining table, eating big steamed buns stuffed with cabbage and pork, which were very white and soft.

Li Yanchu sat down.

Very bluntly picked up the buns and ate them.

Wei Cheng's characteristic big bag is so big and soft that Li Yanchu can't handle it with one hand.

Take a bite and it's juicy, delicious.

"This steamed stuffed bun is not bad, it's delicious." Li Yanchu said.

"Naturally, I did it myself." The proprietress said proudly.

"This craftsmanship is simply unparalleled, the best in Weicheng, no, the entire Beifeng County is also the first!" Li Yanchu praised.

The proprietress laughed wildly.

"Don't tell me, you have a good eye." The proprietress said with emotion.

Glancing secretly, Li Yanchu buried himself in the buns.

There are so many styles.

The proprietress felt Li Yanchu's gaze, and she didn't dodge it.

She didn't face those guests at all, instead she leaned forward and put her body directly on the table.

Li Yanchu almost choked.

The proprietress bent down with a smile.

"Daoist Yan Chu, your eyes are not honest." The proprietress smiled when she left.

As if looking at a hairy boy.

Li Yanchu felt angry for a while, he completely regarded him as a rookie who didn't know anything.

"If you have a chance, let you have a taste of my power." Li Yanchu gnawed hard on the big bun.

Something happened to Wei Cheng recently!
Not only the bandit Liang Qi escaped from the prison!
Moreover, Zhao Wuzhu, one of the two chief catchers, was caught in an ambush when he led his men to hunt him down, and several yamen servants died, only Zhao Wuzhu was wounded and survived.

Now recuperating at home.

at this time.

In Weicheng, there were three cases of missing women!

Those who disappeared were all young women, who suddenly disappeared at home.

And according to family members, they heard strange footsteps before they disappeared, but they didn't see anyone.

At this time, it's hard not to think of the bandit Liang Qi who is running around!
For a time people were panicking.

The back hall of the county government!

Xu Zhixian, who was wearing an official robe, was reprimanding his subordinates.

"Trash! They're all trash, they let Liang Qi escape under their noses, and they searched the whole city for so many days and found nothing!"

Xu Zhixian is 40 years old this year, when a man is at his most attractive.

The only downside is that it likes to spit out fragrance.

The county government's inspectors, arresters, and cell leaders were all standing in the courtroom, being scolded bloody by the magistrate Xu!

Among them was Wang Chongshan, one of the two major headhunters.

He was a tall and thin middle-aged man with thick joints in his hands, who had practiced hard work with iron sand palms.

Zhao Wuzhu was injured, and it fell on him to lead people to search for the fugitive.

Facing a boss who likes to talk fragrantly, Wang Butou expressed Alexander.

"Report!"

A yamen servant hurried over and knelt down in the hall.

The high-level officials of the county government are all here, the chief secretary, the chief historian, the county magistrate, the head arrester, and the patrol inspector.

"Say." Xu Zhixian said in a deep voice.

"Report to the county magistrate, someone from the county government has reported the crime, and another woman has disappeared!" said the government servant.

The air was suddenly quiet.

Everyone felt a burst of pressure.

The fourth!

boom!
Xu Zhixian slammed the teacup in his hand to the ground with sharp eyes.

"Investigate for me, dig Weicheng three feet into the ground, and find the murderer!"

When everyone left the back hall and rushed to arrest the murderer.

Mr. Zhou, the inspector, stopped Wang Butou, and said, "Chongshan, the recent case is a bit weird, are you sure?"

The inspector is a ninth-rank military officer, in charge of the soldiers in Weicheng, and has a close friendship with Wang Chongshan.

Wang Chongshan sighed: "At the beginning, I didn't know whose affiliation this Liang Qi had followed, but he was not executed immediately, nor was he sentenced to death."

"Now he's gone. The whole city has searched for many days, but he still hasn't disappeared. I suspect that someone is secretly protecting him!"

Zhou Xunjian said in a low voice: "Chongshan, have you ever thought that there might be something dirty? Otherwise, why did you escape from prison without anyone noticing?"

"Even if the jailer is bribed, it is impossible to release this repeat offender directly. This is simply unbelievable."

Wang Chongshan shook his head, thinking in his eyes, and said: "If that's the case, this case will be difficult."

Ordinary warriors can't deal with dirty things at all, that's the specialty of monks and Taoists.

When Li Yanchu came out of the proprietress' yard, the boy was dumbfounded.

"Daoist Yanchu, why are you here?" the servant asked in surprise.

"Miss Qinglan invited me to protect the shopkeeper for the time being, so please keep quiet." Li Yanchu said indifferently.

The boy replied: "Don't worry, only I know about this matter."

Then all the servants, maids, and chefs in the entire inn knew about it.

Sometimes that's how secrets spread.

Everyone told each other not to tell anyone else.

Then everyone looked at Li Yanchu with ambiguous eyes.

After all, the shopkeeper is a mature and beautiful woman who lives alone and has kept her body like a jade for many years.

Now a young Taoist priest is allowed to live in the courtyard.

The meaning of this is not enough for outsiders to understand.

Many people think that they understand very well, so they are very sensible and keep silent.

Although the shopkeeper's mouth is not forgiving, he has a kind heart and looks very beautiful.

On the opposite side of Qingyun Temple, Taoist Yan Chu, is delicate and handsome, and looks very handsome, and the two are a good match when they are together.

Of course, there are still some people who kowtow Fang Qinglan, a chivalrous woman who walks the rivers and lakes with a sword, and Taoist Yan Chu.

The two gangs were still arguing in private.

The proprietress was still the same as in the past, when she saw Li Yanchu, she said as much as she should, but there was an inexplicable meaning in her eyes.

This is hidden so deeply that most people can't see it at all.

In the hotel yard.

After dark.

Li Yanchu, with the help of the hundred-year-old magic medicine that he took as a meal every day, finally practiced the Liuyang sword technique to the sixth level!
When the qi and blood of the whole body are activated, it is extremely thick, and the whole temperament is also sharpened.

It's just that he usually seems to be restrained, not so sharp.

The whole person is tall and straight, and his eyes are shining.

Now his skill is equivalent to the penance of others half a year old!

Hundred-year-old ginseng and hundred-year-old ganoderma lucidum can enhance qi and blood and strengthen the body.

Li Yanchu's current muscles, bones, qi and blood have long since been reborn.

After dark.

The proprietress was lying on the bed alone.

The house has been calm and quiet, like a deep mountain and an old pool.

Sudden.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps in the room.

crunch.

The door of the extremely dark room moved slightly.

(End of this chapter)