Being in such an environment was in sharp contrast to the gap in Lazi Road just now. The heads sticking out of the dilapidated windows were all casting curious glances at him.

Qiao Zixiao couldn't walk when he reached this point. He felt inexplicably sad. Every pair of eyes above seemed to be like stars. It had been a long time since he had seen such clean eyes living in the turbid tea alley.

"Ajiu, they are too..."

"Yes, Brother Qiao, they are all my brothers and sisters!"

From old men in their fifties and sixties to children as young as six or seven, it is difficult to imagine that those shocking incidents in Mincheng were caused by such a group of people who were left invisible in the city.

Qiao Zixiao suddenly felt a little bright in his heart. The shadow that shatters evil deeds always breaks out before dawn, and the light comes later.

Stepping into the tea alley calmly, he no longer hesitated at this moment.

Tea Lane winds around the border of Mincheng. Compared with Lazi Road, it looks more like the "protective wall" of Mincheng abandoned in the corner.

The county government has repeatedly negotiated with Wu She Tang on the control of tea alleys, but the results of the discussions are often unsatisfactory because the location of the tea alley makes it difficult to be included in the grand scene.

But as a result, the plan to spread the business throughout Min City will also come to nothing. The Yamen naturally ignores how Wu Shetang will solve it, but such a problem is particularly important for the Dragon King. He needs a lot of Ah

Furong must open up the river. At this moment, Tea Alley has become an eyesore and ruins, and it has also become what Wu Shetang believes is blocking the expansion of its power.

Just after midsummer, the opium business has already achieved a very rich harvest in just a few dozen days.

At the same time, the tangled issues in his heart were raised again. Momentarily dazzled by money, the Dragon King came up with a bold idea. He tried to use Lazi Road as the last line of defense in Mincheng, demolish the old houses in Tea Lane one by one, and then build another

Open up the Sacrificial River.

Later, during a Panyun Mountain Festival, the river flooded, and two bridges on the border were washed away. It was not until the water flooded into Min City that the Dragon King panicked.

Fortunately, there were three young talents from Wushe Hall, Qiao Zixiao, Zhang Que, and Long Xihe, who were here to advise the Dragon King, so the Dragon King gave up his plan to demolish the tea alley.

At this moment, every time he takes a step forward, Qiao Zixiao feels a little more guilty.

If it hadn't been for the flood at that time, it is very likely that there would be no Tea Alley today, and there would be no Lingding Society's last poor residence.

"Brother Qiao, we're almost there, we're almost here, be quick!"

In the blink of an eye, they had passed through the dark alley, and Qiao Zixiao frowned when he smelled an ordinary smell of fireworks.

So, as he walked further, the fragrant aroma of food suddenly greeted him, and he could see a large pot stove set up in the spacious courtyard.

Beside the stove, several old women dressed in tatters leaned over and hugged each other, sleeping soundly.

Perhaps they had just finished telling a short story about their parents' life not long ago. They looked particularly peaceful when they were sleeping, so Qiao Zixiao couldn't bear to be disturbed and took a detour.

The eye-catching cauldron made him curious.

I don't know how to cook in such a big pot, and the stove that seems to be used for cooking seems to have not had a fire for a long time.

I originally wanted to ask Ah Jiu for advice, but suddenly I heard a movement in the wooden house built in the west corner.

Qiao Zixiao was so shocked that he shrank back, only to see stars twinkling inside the wooden house, and an old woman emerged from inside.

"Xiao Jiu'er, Xiao Jiu'er...come on, come on!"

When Qi Ajiu heard the voice, he immediately went to greet her and saw the woman coming out with two bowls of hot soup in her hands.

"Oh my Jiu'er, why are you running around in the middle of the night? Stop running away. Grandma won't be able to find you if you run away!"

"It's okay, grandma, there's a new person coming to the sect, I have to bring him to meet the leader!"

"Oh!" The old woman hunched over and looked in the direction of Ah Jiu's finger for a long time, "Is the guild leader here? I have to give the guild leader a bowl of hot soup!"

The old woman was in her seventies or eighties. People at this age are either demented or confused like children. Ah Jiu helplessly spread his hands and smiled.

The old woman came forward excitedly. She looked left and right, and suddenly something was wrong in her eyes. When Zi Xiao was about to take the bowl with both hands, the old woman suddenly let go of the soup and slapped Zi Xiao on the face.

Although the slap was neither painful nor itchy, it made Zixiao a little puzzled. When he was about to explain, Ah Jiu came over.

The old woman hugged Ah Jiu in panic, crying and scolding: "Xiao Jiu'er, Xiao Jiu'er, grandma has told you so many times not to get involved with the old man, but you just don't listen.

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"Okay, okay, grandma, he is not an old man, he is a newcomer to the club!"

But no matter how Ah Jiu explained it, the old woman regarded Qiao Zixiao as a scoundrel.

She secretly glanced at Zixiao out of the corner of her eye with some fear, then turned around and cried and beat Ah Jiu again, "You lied to Grandma, he is a scoundrel, how could you lead him here?"

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After the commotion became louder, the group of people who had been lying outside the old building also came down.

But Zixiao unexpectedly found that there was a guy in their hands when they came down. Perhaps the old woman's words of scolding made them all frightened. At this time, more than a dozen pairs of eyes seemed to want to devour him.

Seeing this situation, Ah Jiu hurriedly protected Zixiao.

"Uncles and aunts, please calm down and don't make a big mistake. This is a new brother who has joined the association. Grandma Xiaojiu recognized the wrong person."

The group of people didn't speak. After working hard for a long time, they seemed to have turned into angry beasts. Even without any words, Qiao Zixiao could still feel that it was different from the cold-blooded fighting outside.

Their blood is hot, and they have nothing but anger and the last remaining foothold.

Suddenly, a piece of mud came from the top of the crowd and stuck to Zixiao's body with a splat.

"Get out of Tea Alley!"

Just when he was about to throw it away, a sharp voice from the crowd shouted angrily, and at the same time the lump made of mud flew towards him like a meteor.

I don’t know what made them think that they were the scoundrel they called them. Then the yelling and cursing started in the courtyard along with the words “get out of the tea alley”, and the situation seemed to be out of control.

Ah Jiu tried his best to protect Zixiao, but a crazy woman suddenly appeared behind him and kicked them both over.

When Qiao Zixiao saw the crazy woman with disheveled hair raising a sharp hoe to pull it down, he immediately kicked the hoe several feet away.

"stop!"

As the hoe hit the ground with a clang, an order appeared in time.

Ah Jiu was overjoyed and opened her mouth: "It's Elder Shan who's here!"

Everything happened suddenly, and the voice that suddenly popped out made Zixiao feel a little familiar.

"Elder Shan?"

"Yeah! It's Elder Shan Pingdan!"

Shan Ping? Qiao Zixiao was shocked, and suddenly thought of the man who came to Wu She Tang to discuss business.
Chapter completed!