Lord of Time!

Chapter 3

"Tell me, tell me about Boss Yan's identity, martial arts, and behavior style."

Chen Ping's Da Ma Jin Dao sat on the broken plank of the collapsed incense table, just like a general sitting in the Baihu Hall, his eyes were calm and unwavering.

Seeing his expression, several people immediately calmed down.

It seemed that the oncoming squalls and showers were nothing, which was extremely reassuring.

"Boss Yan secretly manages the beggars and refugees in this street. He is considered a small boss. He doesn't have much money on weekdays. However, according to his own bragging, he is a formal disciple who burns three pillars of incense. He doesn't need money to go to restaurants..."

"Yeah, I also heard from him that he often drank with the headhunters of Xingqing Mansion, probably to put gold on his face and raise his status, but the 32 shops on the street collected regular money, and he brought people to personally go."

"Some time ago, Dong Xiangzhu ordered that every street must pay a hundred taels of silver, and he couldn't pay it. Therefore, we were frantically squeezed, and the oil was squeezed out of the stone. In the past, we could still hide a few pennies, and occasionally bought two taels. A steamed bun, later, no one dared to do it again, that day, that day..."

The small table glanced at Chen Ping's broken leg, but didn't say anything further.

"..."

A few people talked one after another, and they completely wiped out Boss Yan's old background.

After listening for a while, Chen Ping understood who Boss Yan was.

This guy is the big boss of Qisetang Qingzitang. To describe it in later generations, he is the leader of Qilin Street, responsible for collecting protection fees from merchants, and controlling beggar gangs to beg.

Perhaps, also controls some petty theft to generate income.

Anyway, it's not a good thing to do.

Of course, he can't take all the income from this street, and he has to give it to Xiangtang.

Because of this, he frantically squeezed his subordinates and so on.

It is not a pity for this person to die. The problem is, how to deal with Qi Setang's revenge after killing this person is a problem.

……

With his left hand bowed, he quickly groped around Boss Yan and the tall and thin man, very skillfully.

A little bit of broken silver was found, adding up to about three or two. In addition to the short black iron thorns carried by the tall and thin man himself, Boss Yan also had a small bottle of wine, a pink apron, and a pair of yellowed long sleeves of unknown purpose. strips of white cloth.

All these things were piled up in front of Chen Ping.

Hualian'er squatted on the ground, and carefully unwrapped the broken bamboo pole tied to Chen Ping's injured leg. Seeing that the blood started to bleed again, he muttered in a low voice.

Seeing a bottle of wine and a long strip of white cloth found by Zuo Broken Hand, his eyes lit up, he took the wine and poured it on the wound, washed it a bit, and wanted to use the white cloth to wrap the wound.

"I can't ask for that piece of cloth."

Chen Ping quickly stopped.

"Oh."

Hualian'er raised his head in doubt, but didn't insist, so he took the bellyband that the mandarin ducks were playing in the water as a rope.It's made of silk, it's a pity to throw it away, and no one has the face to wear it, and use it as waste.

"Let's talk about martial arts. I think Boss Yan's strength is tyrannical, and his skills are very extraordinary. I don't know what he has?"

Chen Ping thought for a while and asked again.

He actually didn't want to show his timidity, but he had no choice. He didn't know the memory of his previous life at all, and he didn't even know how he became a beggar, let alone the origins of these people.

Also, what kind of dynasty is this world? I don't know the level of military power in the environment, but it didn't take long to come here, and I killed two people directly, and one of them was the leader of the gang. Obviously, it is not without trouble.

But this is something that can't be helped, the other party doesn't die, the one who dies is himself.

Dasha knows whether he can survive after his limbs are broken, and it is impossible for people like himself not to understand.

None of them were surprised by Chen Ping's questioning. They seemed to accept that his fever had burned his brain and he didn't remember much.

Zuo Duanshou knew a lot about martial arts, so he replied after hearing the words: "In our opinion, Boss Yan is naturally a very powerful master. Under normal circumstances, even if ten people besieged him, it would be difficult to hurt him at all, but he would be beaten violently." Death. But after all, he is only a practitioner of external skills, his tendons have not been penetrated, but he has only practiced to the bone, so he is not considered top-notch."

"It's Master Dong Xiang. There are rumors that he has already started washing his marrow and exchanging his blood. He has practiced his foreign martial arts to an extremely advanced level. If he comes to trouble us, he will definitely die."

"Hey, can you see Boss Yan's level of martial arts?"

"It's not difficult. If Boss Yan's tendons are perfect and the fascia is connected into one piece, the back of the neck can't be easily pierced by you with a bad iron shovel handle... at most, it will get stuck by half of the flesh."

Zuo Duanshou replied as a matter of course.

Chen Ping noticed that this kid started calling himself "Seventh Brother" instead of "Cripple Brother". It should be his previous act of killing Boss Yan, which was approved by him.

So realistic.

"So, as long as we pass Dong Xiangzhu's level, we can sit back and relax?"

"No, Mr. Dong Xiang is doing big things. We don't have a few beggars in his eyes. On the contrary, there are three deputy incense masters under him, the fox, the black wolf, and the leopard. These people will intervene. As far as I know, Boss Yan He followed the fox, Chang Sansi, Chang Fu Xiangzhu, and Chang Fu Xiangzhu couldn't ignore him when he died."

Having said that, Zuo Duanshou frowned tightly, looking at the dark sky outside the house, with a look of anxiety on his face.

Chen Ping didn't seem to see the anxious look on his face, and he didn't mention the matter of running away at all. He lowered his head and thought, "Chang Sansi, good name, creatures like foxes are always cunning and not reckless, use this as a name, Should be a cautious person."

He didn't inquire carefully about the strength of the Chang Fu Xiangzhu.

In fact, even Boss Yan's real strength far exceeds his current self, not to mention the deputy incense master.

In this ancient society, there were also gangs in the rivers and lakes, and it was rare for the capable to be at the bottom and the mediocre to be at the top.

Because incompetent people will soon be secretly beaten to death.

Then, it can be considered that Chang Sansi's martial arts are worse than Dong Xiangzhu's marrow washing and blood replacement, and much better than Boss Yan's bone forging state.

I have to think of another way to break through the predicament.

The only good thing is that it is dark today, and after hearing a few people talking, there is a curfew at night.Under normal circumstances, the high-ranking and powerful Chang Fu Xiangzhu would be in a gentle village, not interested in rushing to find trouble with a few little beggars.

After all, the one who died was just a small leader of the gang, not his father, so there was no need to go to the funeral overnight.

What's more likely, the one who escaped didn't have the guts to report it to the deputy incense master at night, and it was difficult to see anyone.In theory, the night is safe.

"If you want to leave, just leave and find a place to hide. You can stay until dawn tomorrow, and you can find a way to get out of the city. Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, it's better than waiting here to die."

Chen Ping didn't think about running away. His leg was injured, and it was difficult to walk a few steps. Even if he escaped with wool, even if he wasn't directly hacked by someone as a thief in the dark night, he would be too conspicuous at dawn, and he would be caught immediately. .

There is another reason, if it is the black wolf or the leopard who come to "chasing the murderer", he has no thought at all.

If the fox thinks twice, there is still something to talk about.

The prosperity of the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit. As long as the pulse is accurate, the death of Boss Yan and the tall and thin man is not unavoidable.

"I won't go. Where is Seventh Brother? Where am I? Life and death are the same."

Hualian'er raised her head, her big eyes were watery.

Grass, this is a crying bag.

"Our brothers didn't leave either. Seventh Brother Tian pulled us out of the stinking ditch that day. He didn't dislike us as eunuchs, but he killed us again today. No matter what, I will follow."

The little stool has a feminine face, but Bai Jing's face now has a strange sternness, as if he wants to eat people.

The little table didn't speak, but nodded heavily, obviously agreeing with his brother's words.

Zuo Duanshou sighed, and his eyes fluctuated for the first time: "I don't know how to survive, but Brother Seven saved me from the wild dogs and gave me food back. This life , so what if I sell it to you."

All these people were saved by himself.

What a kind person this is.

No need to ask, Dasha must have saved it by himself.

Don't talk about him, that guy is already dead, he was kicked to death by Boss Yan.

Died like an ant, worthless.Fortunately, a few of them have avenged him, so they can close their eyes.

"Let me think about it."

Chen Ping waved his hand weakly, it seemed a bit difficult to live with these little beggars.

However, he didn't panic, and there was a reason why he didn't panic, and it wasn't all because of his boldness.

When he killed Boss Yan earlier, he seemed to see a small transparent ball of light that went straight to the center of his eyebrows.I can feel it somewhere, this should be a chance.

After enduring it for a long time, I finally couldn't help it, thinking about the ball of light in my heart, my vision suddenly blurred, and I saw a white silkworm lying on the clouds and mist, falling asleep, its body swollen and shrunk.

Staring at the white silkworm, some understanding flooded into his heart.

[Spring and Autumn Silkworms (Second Turn)]
[Talent: Tracing the origin to seize luck, rebirth from the cocoon]
[root bone: 4 (middle-man posture)]
[Savvy: 3 (Ordinary)]
[Robbery: 2 (Breakthrough)]
[Fortune: 1 (changing fate)]
[Gongfa: Swimming Body Baguazhang (Proficient), Playing Legs (Proficient)]
(End of this chapter)