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Chapter 102 Jiumozhi: Donor, do you want money?

Wuxi City is much more lively than Jiaxing City.

As far as the most famous restaurant in Wuxi city is concerned, Songhe Tower is the natural number.

No matter when you come, the Songhe Tower is always very lively.

People in the rivers and lakes and people in the market are all drinking and having fun in Songhe Tower, talking loudly about what happened in the rivers and lakes.

The window on the third floor of Songhe Tower can see the bustling streets of Wuxi City, so many foreigners will choose the window on the third floor for meals.

At this moment, there were three people sitting by the window on the third floor of Songhe Tower, two men and one woman.

One of the men was about 30 years old. He had two beards on his mouth and his eyes were slightly small. When he smiled, he almost couldn't find his eyes. He was thin. He held a wine bottle in his hand and took a few sips from time to time. His eyes looked loose. In the bustling street under Helou, every time a beautiful woman passes by, this person's eyes will widen.

The other man is also about 30 years old. Unlike the previous thin man, he looks very burly. His arms are thick and powerful. His hands are much larger than ordinary people. The palms and backs of his hands are full of calluses. He is obviously a handyman. expert.

The woman was very beautiful, with a slightly pale face. She was wearing gray cloth, with her hair disheveled, and her face was expressionless, giving people a sense of morbid beauty. Everyone who passed by on the third floor would sigh involuntarily. Xiang's eyes were full of regret, such a beautiful woman was paralyzed in both legs and sat in a wheelchair!
"There are so many beauties in Jiangnan, there is nothing wrong with that!"

The small-eyed man chuckled, unscrupulously eyeing the beauties who passed by downstairs.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the strong man on the side were full of helplessness: "We are also the heads of the Shenhou Mansion in the final analysis. This time we came to Jiaxing to represent the face of the imperial court and the Shenhou Mansion. You are here in Bianjing. That's fine, let's be more serious outside!"

"Yes, yes, yes! My big iron catcher, you are so right!"

The man said in a funny way, and kept clasping his hands, putting on a frightened posture.

The strong man shook his head and smiled, and continued to sip his wine.

"Then when will Quan Guanqing arrive?"

The woman who had been silent until now finally spoke.

As soon as these words came out, the man with small eyes stopped laughing and joking, and everyone's expressions became serious.

"I don't know, he made an appointment in the evening, and there is no specific time, but... is the news about this person accurate?"

"The majestic leader of the beggar gang is... I really can't believe it!"

The man with small eyes slowly shook his head and said.

Having said that, seeing that there was no one around, the sturdy man on the side also lowered his voice: "That's right, I can't believe it either! I once met the leader of the Qiao Gang, who led the disciples of the Beggars' Gang to help our Da Song Li How much credit do you know, don’t say that the identity of Qiao’s leader has not yet been confirmed, even if he is confirmed, so what? As long as he has his heart for me, Da Song, what if we keep him?”

"These words, you should tell the emperor!"

The cold woman spoke, and the two immediately fell silent.

"There are only two things we need to do in Wuxi this time. One is to deal with Qiao Feng's affairs! There are many disciples of the Beggar Sect, and they spread all over the world. If Qiao Feng is really from Khitan, we can't ignore it!"

"Second! Dali Zhennan King Duan Zhengchun sent someone to Shenhou Mansion to deliver a letter. I hope we can help find his son, who is the future prince of Dali Kingdom, Duan Yu!"

"Duan Shizi left a letter saying that he wants to travel to the south of the Yangtze River. No matter whether he travels by himself or is captured by Tubo Guoshi Jiumozhi, he will come to the south of the Yangtze River. Let's try to see if we can find it. If we can find it Naturally the best, if you can’t find it, it’s okay.”

"Jumozhi is not a fool, he will not risk the world's displeasure by attacking Prince Dali!"

After the woman finished speaking, the small-eyed man on the side immediately laughed out loud: "Not bad! Not bad! Don't you worry if you haven't seen the King of Zhennan? He just sent his subordinates, and he himself went to Xinyang , I really don’t know what he’s doing!”

"The king of Zhennan will be the monarch of Dali. It is best for us not to talk about the monarch of a country like this!"

The strong man spoke again.

"Yes, yes, Lord Iron Hand is talking about... Hey, look downstairs, that monk is quite interesting!"

The man with small eyes took a sip of wine and suddenly saw the downstairs. He couldn't help but speak. Hearing this, the three of them looked downstairs.

I saw two people walking on the road. The one in front was wearing Tantric clothes and holding a pen and paper. When he saw a man, he grabbed him and asked him to write and draw on the paper with the pen and paper in both hands.

Whenever someone finished painting, the monk would be very happy.

Behind the monk was a young man. The young man was dressed in strong clothes, holding a long sword, and had a speechless expression on his face. It was obvious that the two knew each other.

"That person is Jiumozhi! Uncle Shi found out Jiumozhi's appearance!"

The woman suddenly spoke, and the two of them paused after hearing the words, and looked at the fan monk downstairs.

"That one at the back is Duan Yu?"

The small-eyed man asked.

"As long as you have time to read the files sent by Uncle Shi, you won't know what Jiumozhi and Duan Yu look like!"

The strong man shook his head, then continued: "That man is not Duan Yu!"

"Following the one you love, the beauty and the wine..."

The small-eyed man shook the flagon in his hand and said with a smile.

These three people are none other than the three famous arresters of Shenhou Mansion.

That strong man has iron hands, and his hand skills are extremely good.

Those who are addicted to alcohol are chasing their lives, and they are good at light skills and kicks.

The only woman is ruthless, good at hidden weapons and tricks.

They came to Wuxi this time on the order of the emperor, and they came to check the whereabouts of the prince of Dali.

Quan Guanqing of the Beggar Clan sent word that Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggar Clan in the Song Dynasty, was a Khitan and hoped that the imperial court could send someone to deal with it.

As soon as the news was sent to Bianjing, the emperor couldn't sit still, and quickly asked Zhuge Zhengwo to investigate and deal with it. If Qiao Feng was really from Khitan, he must be pulled from the position of leader of the beggar gang. come down!

"Then Jiumozhi has come up!"

Zhui Ming glanced down and said with a smile: "Prince Duan is not with that monk. Do we still want to ask him?"

Zhui Ming's voice fell, followed by a ruthless and cold voice, "Naturally, I have to ask! Uncle Shi has already agreed to King Zhennan, so we should be more serious!"

When Tie Shou heard this, he immediately stood up and said, "I'll ask!"

After Tie Shou finished speaking, he immediately went downstairs, but before he could go downstairs, he saw Jiumozhi had already come upstairs, still followed by the young man.

"Benefactor Su, I dare to say that no one in this building can do it! If you don't believe me, let's try one by one from the third floor to the first floor!"

Jiumozhi muttered something, and Tieshou, Zhuiming and others were stunned for a while, they didn't understand what happened.

But before Zhui Ming and the others could ask, Jiumozhi walked towards them.

Different from Jiumozhi's excited expression, the young man behind Jiumozhi looked helpless.

Even Jiumozhi murmured: "Everyone can't do it, so what's so special about the little monk not being able to do it?!"

"donor!"

Jiumozhi cleared his throat: "Want silver? Draw a circle with your left hand and a square with your right hand. If a few donors can do it, I will give you a hundred taels of silver!"

After Jiumozhi finished speaking, Zhuiming and the others clearly saw the strange expression on the young man behind Jiumozhi.

But before they could take a closer look, a stack of blank paper was stuffed in front of their eyes, and when the blank paper was removed, it was Jiumozhi's wrinkled old face again.

(End of this chapter)