"Ask where the money is hidden, and then take it back and parade it through the streets tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, you will be asked to kill it at the market."
Wang Xu turned around and left. Death is not terrible. What is terrible is that life is worse than death. Zhang Deming had his bones broken once and will never stand up again in this life.
"Sir, don't kill me. I have a relationship with your governor. My father died for the governor. You can't kill me!"
"The governor?"
Wang Xu paused slightly, turned around and asked, "Jiang Tianchen?"
"Yes, yes, my father told me before he died that he had done a great thing for the governor. If you kill me, the governor will blame you."
Zhang Deming thought he had grasped a life-saving straw, but he had no idea that Jiang Tianchen was already in the past.
"event?"
Wang Xu frowned slightly, and soon a word came to his mind: Tomb of King Yan.
Six months ago, Jiang Tianchen discovered the tomb of King Yan and planned to take the burial objects of King Yan as his own. As a result, he disturbed the zombies inside and was seriously injured and escaped.
As for how the tomb of King Yan was discovered, where it is, and how to get in, it became a mystery after Jiang Tianchen's death.
Wang Xu thought that he had no chance to meet King Yan's tomb, but he didn't expect that he would turn around and end up at this starting point again.
Recall that Jiang Tianchen entered the tomb of King Yan not just half a year ago, but Zhang Deming's father also died half a year ago, so the time is right.
"Boy, please wake up. Jiang Tianchen is a thing of the past. Now the person in charge of our guard station is Mr. Wang who is standing in front of you." Liao Qiang didn't know about the tomb of King Yan, nor what the so-called major event was.
He opened his mouth and joked with Zhang Deming.
"ah!"
When Zhang Deming heard this, he was almost scared out of his mind. If Jiang Tianchen was gone, who could save him from death?
"Young man, are you afraid of death?"
In fear, a faint voice came. Zhang Deming looked up and found that Qianhu, known as Mr. Wang, was nodding slightly to him.
"I ask, you answer, to my satisfaction, I will spare your life!"
Wang Xu continued to use voice transmission to enter the secret, and asked: "Before your father died, did he tell you what he was doing for Jiang Tianchen?"
"I" Zhang Deming opened his mouth and realized that he didn't know martial arts at all, so he had to speak if he wanted to speak.
Sensing Zhang Deming's embarrassment, Wang Xu waved his hand and ordered: "You go out first, I have something to ask him."
"Yes, sir."
The royal guards retreated one after another and stood outside the door waiting for news.
Seeing that everyone had gone out, Wang Xu flicked his fingers, and a burst of zhenqi cut open the rope on Zhang Deming's body, and said with a smile: "Tell me, it's up to you whether you can survive or not."
Zhang Deming stood up timidly, not daring to look at Wang Xu. He lowered his head and replied: "One night, my father suddenly came to me and said that he was doing a big thing for Mr. Jiang. If it can be done, the Zhang family will benefit.
Infinite. Then he disappeared for three days. When he reappeared, he was covered in blood. He only managed to say three words, and then he died."
"What are you talking about?" Wang Xu's eyes lit up and he asked impatiently.
"Don't go to the Tomb of King Yan and Lanruo Temple." These words were his father's last words before his death, and Zhang Deming remembered them very clearly.
"Don't go to the Tomb of King Yan and Lanruo Temple?"
Hearing these words, Wang Xu fell into silence. These were my last words to his son before his death. They could not have been said casually.
And it is obvious that Zhang Deming's father did not finish his speech before he died, and these three sentences were intermittently difficult to connect.
Wang Xu thought about it for himself and felt that the biggest meaning of this sentence may be that the tomb of King Yan is around Lanruo Temple. If there is danger, don't go there.
As for whether it is true, just go to Lanruo Temple and find out. If there is something fishy there, Wang Xu doesn't believe that he can't find it out.
"Sir, I have told you everything I know. Can I find another way out?" Zhang Deming looked at him awkwardly, fearing that Wang Xu would regret it.
Wang Xu had a smile on his face and said softly: "Of course not!"
Whoosh!
He reached out and swiped lightly, and his nails cut open Zhang Deming's throat. His eyes widened in disbelief, and he covered his neck and wanted to ask something.
Gululu
Along with the sound of bubbles, Zhang Deming didn't ask anything and fell heavily to the ground.
Wang Xu looked at Zhang Deming, whose eyes were open and his eyes were open, and he knew that he was asking why he was not trustworthy, so he said softly: "A secret that two people know is not a secret. I think you should understand, right?"
Hearing such an answer, Zhang Deming closed his eyes with a satisfied smile on his lips, as if confirming Wang Xu's words.
Wang Xu didn't care. He stepped over his body and walked all the way to the door. He said, "Zhang Deming tried to escape, but I killed him. Let's go in and collect the body."
"Sir, what is the whereabouts of that silver?" Liao Qiang approached cautiously and asked hesitantly.
Wang Xu's expression froze. Unfortunately, he forgot to ask.
"Don't worry about the silver. I will hand it over to Tongshun Bank." Wang Xu waved his hand impatiently. It's just one hundred thousand taels of silver. What is it worth compared to the tomb of King Yan?
Feeling that Wang Xu's tone was wrong, Liao Qiang quickly stepped back without asking any more questions, and secretly blamed himself for talking too much.
Soon, with the death of Zhang Deming, the silver was handed over to the bank by Wang Xu, and the missing silver case came to an end.
As for where the tax money hidden by Zhang Deming is, it is destined to become a mystery. Maybe after a while, a silly boy will find this tax money and start a career as a rich man. But that is no longer Wang Xu's concern.
Already.
Guobei County
"Turning around, not only did it turn to the tomb of King Yan, but it also involved Guobei County and Lanruo Temple. The fate is indeed unpredictable. Humph, a week has passed now. I don't know that I took Yan Shi away and lived in seclusion.
The homeless Yan Chixia, like in the movie, helped the scholar Cui Hongjian fight the ghost king, and settled in Lanruo Temple after Cui Hongjian's death.
If so, if you go to Lanruo Temple and meet him for a drink, maybe you can still use this person in the tomb of King Yan."
Walking in Guobei County, Wang Xu thought with some satisfaction.
You must know that Yan Chixia's martial arts skills are not low. Coupled with the Sword Control Technique and the half-baked Vajra Spell, it has a strong restraint effect on demons and monsters.
In a life-and-death fight, Wang Xu was confident that Yan Chixia would be the one to die, but Big Beard was better than catching demons and killing ghosts.
His sword control skills, palm thunder, and diamond spells can exert 120% of their power against monsters and monsters. The old zombie in King Yan's tomb can be left to Yan Chixia to deal with.
As for what to do if he doesn't want to, it's simple, just give Yan Shishi a good beating when he gets back and see if Yan Chixia feels bad.
"Um?"
Just as he was thinking about it, Wang Xu suddenly focused his eyes and looked up at the restaurant next to the street.
At the door of the restaurant, there was a blind man sitting with a fortune-telling flag in his arms and a roasted chicken with a mouth full of oil.
"Huh!"
The blind man froze while chewing the roasted chicken. He sniffed his nose gently and muttered: "It smells so familiar. Someone must be familiar. Who is it?"
The blind man sniffed his nose vigorously, and after a moment, his expression changed drastically: "My dear, that master of Jinyiwei is here!"
Whoosh!!
Under Wang Xu's visual inspection, the blind man's legs softened and he seemed to be kneeling on the ground.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out that half of his body had disappeared into the soil. Then, before Wang Xu could say anything, the blind man took a few bites of the roast chicken in his hand and disappeared into the soil.
"What a shame!" Seeing the blind man running away without saying a word, Wang Xu shook his head inexorably.
If you run away, just run away. The blind man still has some skills. This time he came here for the tomb of King Yan and didn't want to cause trouble.
"Boss, a roast leg of lamb, a bowl of mutton soup, and a pot of good wine." Wang Xu walked in and sat in the lobby of the restaurant.
This restaurant is not a building, but a pavilion. It is divided into upper and lower floors. It has no walls except a few gray curtains around it.
Wang Xu chose this place for a reason, because unlike other places, this shop looks cleaner. Since the kitchen is right in front of everyone, you can see what is put there and what is not put there.
"Look at this kid, he looks very strange. He doesn't look like someone from here."
"I'm excited, be careful not to eat the fat sheep and end up making a mess instead."
"I advise you not to act rashly. If you don't believe me, take a look at his boots. The road outside is so difficult to walk on. There is no dirt on the boots. You will know there is a ghost at a glance."
"What the hell, I'm obviously just a chick, so I can't scare you all. If you don't do anything, don't blame me for being a solitary eater."
There were seven or eight tables in the pavilion. After Wang Xu took his seat, the prying eyes and malicious eyes around him never stopped.
"Sir, please leave as soon as you finish eating. This is a place of right and wrong." The waiter came up with a wine pot and leg of lamb and whispered beside Wang Xu.
Wang Xu smiled kindly, "Guobei County has no villages in front and no shops in back. As the saying goes, poor mountains and harsh waters breed unruly people, and there are not many people who still have good conscience."
You know, it is more than three hundred miles away from Fuzhou City. Going north is the boundary of Zhezhou and going east is the boundary of Hangzhou. This place where the three provinces meet is often the most chaotic.
If you want to survive here, you can't do it without some means. Even this seemingly well-meaning restaurant, Wang Xu doesn't believe it has no backers.
But is he afraid of these people? The answer is no, they are just a few petty thieves, how can he let him take a serious look at them.