He thought that he was over seventeen years old, which was considered to be eighteen years old, and he also practiced the external skill Chizhu Gong.
Although Mr. Yin promised to help him get in, what if he couldn't get in?
Even this small sect in Jiangcheng has such strict rules. As the Four Sacred Sect, which was once the top sect in the world, although it is now in some decline, it is expected that the difficulty of getting started is far from that of the Changsheng Sect.
Thinking of this, Liu Mang felt a layer of gloom in his heart.
"Let's go." He greeted Qi Quan who was still lingering, but he had no interest in continuing to wander.
Qi Quan saw Liu Mang's brows furrowed slightly and his expression heavy, obviously having something on his mind, so he didn't dare to disturb him, so the two of them walked in silence.
"Old Yin's nickname is Qingshan Mountain with One Sleeve. Even Old Man Gao has heard of it. He must be well-known in the world and must have a high status in the sect. He said that he must have complete confidence in bringing me into the sect."
"Even if I can't enter the Four Sacred Sect, is there no other way? Sooner or later I will be able to reach the top with my external skills. Then my vision will be different and my circle will be different. What is considered difficult now may not be difficult then."
“Can a person still be suffocated to death by peeing while still alive?”
Liu Mang thought about it and finally figured it out, and a smile appeared on his lips. Qi Quan, who was walking with him, was quite baffled.
"Banyang and Liu Shu haven't come back yet, so don't drown in Wenrou Township." Qi Quan cursed secretly.
It was already the appointed time, and Liu Mang and Liu Mang stood at the door of Jizhi Building, but they did not see the little fat man.
Just when they were feeling impatient, Liu Shu and Ban Yang finally arrived late.
The two of them were neatly dressed, but there was a vague smell of low-quality powder on their bodies...
Liu Mang sneered and said, "Are you comfortable?" He would never go to a place like this.
Liu Shu smiled awkwardly and did not answer.
"It's okay. I'll tell my aunt when I get back."
"Brother Mang, don't want it!" Liu Shu exclaimed, making everyone laugh.
"Go back, the city gate will be closed later." Liu Mang ordered.
Several people were walking towards the city gate, when suddenly there was a rumbling sound in front of them, and the ground was shaking faintly.
The expressions of the people around him changed and they hurriedly moved aside.
Twenty or so white horses, six to seven feet tall, were approaching in a leisurely manner. The metal horses' hooves poked the ground regularly, and the sound seemed to cover the entire world.
Immediately sat were followers wearing black chainmail and black half-masks on their faces. Behind each of them was a long knife that was as curved as a crescent moon.
The leader was holding a wrist-thick silver flagpole, with a pattern that resembled both a crescent moon and a knife painted on the flag.
Looking at these people, Liu Mang felt a chill in his heart. He felt that everyone here could cause some trouble to him.
"They are the Moon Shadow Guards of the Wanyue Merchant Guild. I heard that each of them is a carefully selected member of the family."
"Wanyue Chamber of Commerce, our largest local chamber of commerce in Jiangcheng, has established branches in many cities, and has a vague ambition to challenge the status of Zhenyuan Escort Bureau."
The people watching whispered.
Behind the dozens of Moon Shadow Guards was a luxurious purple carriage. In front of the carriage was a row of transparent pink crystal curtains, blocking everything inside.
Judging from the appearance, there should be a woman sitting in the carriage.
"I feel like there must be a stunning beauty sitting in the carriage." Little fat man Liu Shu said infatuatedly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the crystal curtain suddenly opened a corner, and a white plain hand stretched out from the side, revealing half of the face of the woman inside.
But I saw that she had a Lingxu bun on her head, and a string of red cherry-like gems hung on her jade-like white forehead. Her flowing eyes were pure and slightly charming, dazzling. The face under her eyes was covered with a purple veil.
It makes people wonder.
"Fairy, fairy..." Liu Shu was stunned. Qi Quan and Ban Yang next to him were not much better.
Even Liu Mang felt his heart skip a beat. Although the other person was wearing a veil, he could feel that this person was not a mask killer.
The stunning girl quickly closed the curtain, but the discussion about her gradually increased.
"This is Fang Qingtang, the eldest lady of the Wanyue Merchant Guild! Although I have heard of her reputation for a long time, it was only when I saw her today that I realized that what she said was true."
"This eldest lady is a business genius. She has helped the Waanyue Chamber of Commerce to open up many business routes and has become the chamber of commerce that has the most hope of catching up with the Zhenyuan Escort Agency.
It's a pity that she was born with blocked meridians and couldn't practice internal skills, otherwise the next generation leader of the Wanyue Merchant Guild would never be the second choice."
"That's not necessarily the case. Wouldn't it be enough to recruit a son-in-law? The direct line of the Chamber of Commerce is extremely strong, and power cannot be transferred to the collateral lines."
The team of the Wanyue Chamber of Commerce quickly left, and Liu Mang and the others also walked out of the city.
It's getting late, it's time to go back to Liujiacun.
Liu Mang looked back at the tall tower. He would come back sooner or later!
…
The Five Ghost Club is a famous gang in the outer city.
It was originally established by five desperate gangsters. Who would have expected that they would actually kill their enemies, annex the surrounding forces, and gradually grow into one of the second-rate gangs in the outer city, as famous as the Xiaodao Society and the Three Rivers Society.
However, at this time, the chief helmsman of the Five Ghost Association was dead and blood was flowing everywhere.
A group of big men in gray clothes tightly surrounded a courtyard.
Kneeling on the ground were three men bound to death.
The man on the far left hit his head on the ground and was bleeding.
"Master Yang! Master Yang! Please spare my life! I am willing to work for you as a cow or a horse, kill people and set fires, I will do anything! I just ask you to spare my life!"
Yang Wei was sitting among the crowd. He was carefully wiping a three-inch knife until it was shiny.
He said without raising his head: "At that time, I was chased by you five ghosts. Who spared me? If I spared you now, wouldn't I be a good person? No one can take me seriously in the future."
"You can do anything in a gang, but you can't do good deeds."
After saying that, the knife in his hand flew out and hit the man's throat.
The man's eyes widened and he fell to the ground with a thud.
"Yang Wei, you must die a happy death!"
"You thief Yang Wei, I will never let you go even if I am a ghost!"
Seeing this, the other two men couldn't help but cursed.
Yang Wei frowned, waved his hand gently, and a swordsman walked over, and two heads fell to the ground in an instant.
"Haha, there are two more missing."
Yang Wei looked a little calm, took out the brown paper from his arms, and used charcoal to cross out the names on the third to last line one by one.
"There aren't many left." On the top few lines of the vellum paper, only the line where Sanhe Guild is located has not yet been marked out.
"For some reason, Zhou Zhoufan hasn't taken action against the Sanhe Club yet." Yang Wei thought. If Zhou Zhoufan, a great master, doesn't take action, there's nothing he can do against the Sanhe Club.
He turned his attention to the bottom lines of the kraft paper. The front of each line was marked: Shenjia Village, Daijia Village...
"First, swat these annoying flies to death, and finally, try your best to solve the Three Rivers Society."
Yang Wei's expression was indifferent, and his eyes clearly reflected the three figures lying on the ground in a pool of blood.