Chapter 125: The World of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty
Chapter 125 The World of Two Dragons in the Tang Dynasty
The old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks descended from Yangzhou in March.
In Yangzhou, a city full of flowers and people coming and going, there is such an inconspicuous little shop.
The store is not big, but it is named after Tsing Yi Building. There are almost nothing for sale in the store. There are a few crude wood carvings on a few shelves, but there is nothing else.
Oh, by the way, there is an old man sweeping the floor with a broom in the store. I don’t know if he is the store clerk or the shopkeeper.
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At nightfall, an old woman opened the door, hunched over and looked at the old man sweeping the floor for a moment, and then asked tentatively: "Do you want to accept work here?"
The old man was still sweeping the floor and replied without raising his head, "Go and pick out a wood carving from the shelf. It's not expensive, only ten taels of silver each!"
Ten taels of silver each is not expensive.
The old woman trembled when she heard these words. Ten taels of silver was enough for a family of four to live comfortably for more than half a year.
"I don't have that much money, can I issue an IOU?" the old woman begged.
The old man nodded and said, "Let's pick out a wood carving first. We'll talk about the money later!"
The old woman thanked her, walked back and forth by the shelves, and finally selected a rather ugly wooden sculpture of a puppy, and then looked at the old man expectantly.
"Tell me, who do you want to kill?"
"Yangzhou City General Magistrate, Zhao Miao!" When she said this name, the old woman's expression was filled with strong hatred. This hatred made her face look a little ferocious.
"reason!"
"Then Zhao Mou forced my husband to death and killed my son and daughter-in-law because of an exquisite piece of jade from my Yang family. I have spent all my family wealth and have no way to seek recourse, so I can only seek help from you!"
"I know, just wait a moment!"
With that said, the old sweeper put down his broom and walked towards the backyard.
In the backyard, a young-looking man was sitting cross-legged in the yard practicing with his eyes closed. In front of him, a strange-looking heavy sword was floating in the air, emitting a sharp sword light.
Carving is ongoing on the roots of the tree.
The wood carvings in the shop in the front yard were carved in this way.
"Master!" outside the courtyard, the old man shouted.
The young man opened his eyes and said calmly, "Is there business again?"
"Yes, the one we want to kill is Yangzhou general judge Zhao Mou. I have heard about this man. He is a black-hearted official who eats people without spitting out their bones!"
"I understand, I'll take over this job, please step aside!"
"Yes!" The little old man stepped back respectfully.
After he left, the young master stood up and the black epee floating in front of him swung in the air and landed directly on his back.
This person is naturally Song Xuan who entered the dungeon world.
It has been a year since he came to this world, and he has been practicing here for a year. Of course, when he is bored, he will work part-time as a killer or something to adjust his boring practice life.
After combining work and rest, he made a breakthrough.
He didn't know if he was a martial arts master, but one thing he knew was that his strength had greatly improved. For example, he could still carve a wooden sculpture using a sword from a distance.
Although, his carving skills still need to be improved, and the things he carved are a bit ugly.
He jumped up and walked on the street as the rabbit rose and the falcon fell. Looking at the dark and gradually deserted street, he felt slightly absent-minded.
I remember that back then, he had played with the three girls Zhou Zhiruo in Yangzhou City. Yangzhou was still the same Yangzhou, but the people around him had turned from humans into ghosts.
Subconsciously he touched his chest, and a smile appeared on his lips unconsciously.
Soon, he could feel that as his own cultivation level continued to improve and his mental power became more and more powerful and concise, the three women in the booklet were gradually showing signs of awakening.
"Haha, Xiaoling, don't run away!"
While Song Xuan was thinking, not far away, two boys aged fifteen or sixteen were laughing and playing on the street. One of them accidentally bumped into Song Xuan.
"Ouch!" The young man felt himself hit the iron plate and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Is Mr. Zhong okay?"
The young man behind him ran over nervously and quickly helped his companion up. Looking carefully, half of his face was swollen.
Song Xuan glanced at the two of them and said calmly: "What are your names?"
"My name is Xu Ziling, and this is my brother Kou Zhong!" the younger boy said hurriedly. He could tell that the man in green shirt in front of him was definitely a master.
It was obviously his brother who bumped into someone else, but he didn't move at all, but his brother Kou Zhong's face was swollen. What is he other than a master?
Song Xuan nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "Do you want to make money?"
"Yes I do!"
Kou Zhong, whose face was half swollen, immediately ignored the pain when he heard that he was making money, and said hurriedly: "Brother, what kind of money-making job is this?"
"You'll know when we get there!"
Song Xuan smiled, holding the two men's arms in each hand, then jumped up and landed on the top of the restaurant on the side of the street.
Then, although he was carrying two people, his speed was like a streak of cyan lightning in the dark night, constantly changing his body shape on the top of buildings, until finally, he stopped at the top of a large mansion that looked like an official's mansion.
"Brother, your speed is too fast, too fast!"
As soon as Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were released, the two young men could no longer hold on and lay down on the roof and began to vomit.
Obviously, the speed was too fast, the two novice drivers were inexperienced, and they got carsick.
After vomiting for a moment, Kou Zhong seemed to have come to his senses, and suddenly understood what the elder brother in front of him, who was very skilled in martial arts at first sight, was trying to do. He immediately shook his head and said: "Brother, we won't make any more money, can you let us go?"
Song Xuan didn't say anything, but flew down with the two of them, kicked open the door, and entered the main room of the mansion.
In the room, two people were working. After hearing the noise, the man quickly stood up and looked outside. When he saw the figures of Song Xuan and the others, he immediately shouted loudly.
"Come on, come on, there's an assassin!"
Song Xuan did not speak, but raised his hand and pointed it into a sword and lightly slashed towards the courtyard outside the door. Then, a huge ravine several feet deep and more than ten feet long appeared in the courtyard in an extremely terrifying manner.
"Personal grudges, if you dare to go against the former, you will die!"
As soon as he said this, the servants and guards who were still pouring in from all around the courtyard looked at each other, and then backed away obediently.
In this case, my master is doomed.
There is no point in expressing loyalty at this time. What good can be gained by expressing loyalty to a dead person? You will only risk your own life in vain.
Song Xuan raised his hand and grabbed it from the air. The body of Mr. Guan, who was busy dressing in a panic, was pulled up uncontrollably, and Song Xuan pinched his neck.
"Zhao Mung, right? In the book of life and death, your lifespan has expired!"