Chapter six hundred and thirty seventh old beggars come to the door
Catch the robbers, put the whole city under martial law, and seal the city for ten days!
Staring at the notice on the bulletin board at the city gate, Wu Ming boarded the Yunzhou with an expressionless face and continued heading east.
The major forces in Qinzhou are taking action!
The sect has always listened to the government's decrees and not announced them. As long as there is no rebellion or civil strife, the court will turn a blind eye.
As for the local officials, they hope that the sect will be honest and not cause trouble to them, but if they really want to mobilize, it will definitely be a disaster.
Closing the city in the name of not catching the bandits is nothing, and it won't even affect people's livelihood. But at this critical moment, Wu Ming could completely lose his asylum.
Even if their identity is revealed, the people inside can still use excuses to delay. Even if the incident occurs, they can at most push back and issue a few official documents with warnings.
After all, there were many people in the court who disliked Wu Ming.
If a mere prince can be sacrificed to recruit a sect to join them completely, it will definitely be a very cost-effective deal.
"Hey, very good. Since you like to play dirty, I will play with you!"
Wu Ming took one last look at the city walls, and then galloped away in his cloud boat.
"Don't mess around!"
Xu Qiulan was keenly aware of the viciousness in Wu Ming's eyes, and knew that if he got ruthless, he would really cause a big mess.
When I was in Beihua Prefecture, I forced the three major human-level sects to close down their mountains, and finally left intact!
At that time, Wu Ming was still accumulating information and starting to break through the innate!
"Don't worry, I'm not stupid enough to provoke a state's cultivation community at this juncture!"
Wu Ming said carelessly.
Xu Qiulan became more and more uneasy, she was preparing to take revenge later!
But I also know the pressure Wu Ming faces, and I also know that he is not a very broad-minded person. If he is cheated and keeps silent, he will not be Wu Ming!
We visited six cities in a row, and without exception, they were all sealed off in the name of not being able to catch the bandits.
"It's really a big deal!"
Wu Ming originally wanted to use the wind-controlling talisman to leave and go on the road alone, looking for an opportunity to find the Chongcheng with the talisman mirror Tianmen to leave, but found that it could not be used at all.
This situation only shows that there is a strong person above the semi-saint taking action to disrupt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth!
It is impossible for the semi-saint's power to affect such a large area, or he has been staring at him idlely, he must have borrowed a heavy treasure, or many people have joined forces.
Looking at Qinzhou, there are only a few people with such strength and foundation, including Kun Nian, and the identity of the person who took action is about to be revealed!
These people think that the sky is high and the emperor is far away. They deceive the superiors and deceive the inferiors. They also think that he is really helpless!
Wu Ming entered the cabin alone, closed the door, sat cross-legged, and took out a red scroll, which was a blood-written spiritual contract.
It expanded with a hula, and seven red-gold light spots flickered on it, vaguely revealing a human face, which was the soul contract mark of the seven members of the Tianxing Dao Department who were still alive!
"It costs a lot to come back and forth. The wool comes from the sheep. If you don't want me to have it easy, I will show you that even if you can't lift the table, you can still cheat!"
Wu Ming smiled testily, and made a secret with the five fingers of his right hand. The frequency of the rhythm became faster and faster. Finally, as the word "ji" came out, he saw seven drops of blood falling into the blood book spirit contract light spot, and there was a buzzing flash.
There were obvious fluctuations in consciousness, and he quickly returned to calm.
But Wu Ming's face suddenly turned pale, as if he had been exhausted a lot, and he took a few deep breaths.
This is a secret technique. The transmission of information through the soul contract is a big burden for the user. After all, they are too far apart. Wu Ming will never use this method unless he has to.
Tuk Tuk!
Just as he was about to take the elixir to regain his depleted energy and energy, there was a knock on the door, but it was Xu Qiulan. Seeing that he looked tired and in low spirits, he didn't ask any more questions and just said that someone was blocking the way outside.
"Who?"
Monk Wu Mingzhang was confused.
At this time, it is likely that all the forces in Qinzhou are planning to do evil, but they will not be so polite.
When I walked to the edge of the deck and took a look, I didn't expect that I was an acquaintance. It would be wrong to say that I was an acquaintance because I only met him once and we had a very pleasant conversation.
The visitor is of seventy or eighty years old, covered in patches and tatters, but with a slender face. He is leaning on a dark green crutch. The most eye-catching thing is that there are nine pocket-like patches on the waistband from waist to shoulder!
The Nine-Pocket Elder of the Beggar Clan——Bi Qingquan!
Beside him, there was a young beggar dressed similarly. He looked thin, but actually exuded a strong aura. Under his unkempt hair, he had a pair of sharp eagle-like eyes that shone brightly when he opened and closed them.
Wu Ming, who was as strong as Wu Ming, felt his eyes hurt slightly after being glanced at. He quickly turned away his eyes, calmed down, lowered the cloud boat, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "What kind of wind brings you here?"
"Hmph, a gust of east wind that deserves a beating!"
Bi Qingquan paused with his crutch, boarded the boat unceremoniously, and sat down at the table. He didn't mind that the food and wine on it had been tampered with, so he grabbed it and used it. He glanced at Wu Ming with a strange look, "You kid, how old are you?"
You don’t know how to control yourself at a young age, so be careful when you get old... Hehe!"
There were only two girls on the boat, Xu Qiulan and Jingyi. They were thin-skinned, but they couldn't bear the teasing of this disrespectful old man. They hid in the cabin with red faces.
Wu Ming touched his cheek and said with a smile, "You were kicked out of the house because of your nonsense or because you were in a hurry to find Xiaoxiao's husband, and you came here to enjoy the autumn breeze with me, right?"
Speaking of which, this girl Bi Xiaoxiao is also very cute, a cute little fan!
The young beggar, for some reason, took a few steps back without leaving a trace.
"snort!"
Not mentioning this, Bi Qingquan was so angry that his beard stood on end. He grabbed the crutch with his withered right hand and stared at Wu Ming fiercely, "Tell me, are you trying to trick my girl?"
"It's an injustice. Please don't accuse me unjustly! There are hundreds of thousands of beggar gangs spread all over China. They have many heroes from all over the world. They are the most well-informed. Ever since I met Junior Sister Xiaoxiao, I haven't had any correspondence with you!"
Wu Ming called out to Chong Tian Qu.
It's a pity that when we first met, she was just a girl of twelve or thirteen years old, and now she is only sixteen or seventeen. Fortunately, he has a good memory, otherwise he would have forgotten her appearance.
"Hmph!"
Bi Qingquan was still angry, but his mouth was not idle. He grabbed a chicken leg and chewed it until his mouth was full of oil. He shouted, "That girl is also a careless loser. I don't know what's wrong with her. I have to force it."
I'm following the old man on this trip, and if I know of a blind, talkative person, I'll have to skin him!"
A strange color flashed in Wu Ming's eyes, he guessed something about it, and glanced at the young beggar in surprise.
The young beggar's eyes twitched slightly, his nostrils were licked as if no one was watching, he stood on tiptoe, his whole body was swaying, and he looked carefree!
"Style!"
Wu Ming secretly gave a thumbs up, while pouring wine for Bi Qingquan, "You always have something to say, but it's okay to say it. I still owed you a favor back then!"
He said it nicely, but in reality he was telling Bi Qingquan to take it easy as the Luo Lian Sect has caused him a lot of trouble in recent years.
Bi Qingquan is an old man, how can he not understand, but he is a rough-skinned and thick-bodied old man, so he doesn't care at all. He rolled his eyes, sprayed the table with a mouth full of rice crumbs, and said in a cold voice: "Don't do this, you really think the old man is
Are you here to extort money? If that girl Xiaoxiao hadn’t been looking for life and death, the old man wouldn’t have bothered to pay attention to your nonsense!”
Wu Ming was startled, and his heart warmed slightly.
He didn't expect that the little girl he had only met once would actually care about him and invite such a great master.
But the next moment, I was no longer in the mood.
"Xiaoxiao said, you have been causing trouble in the past few years, and the ink in your belly is probably almost empty. It is time to calm down and write some decent poems, otherwise... hum!"
Bi Qingquan is not shy. Obviously, if Wu Ming can't finish it, he will probably have to carry a dog beating stick and stand up for his granddaughter.
Wu Ming has grown up in cultivation in the past few years and has stopped working as a copywriter for a long time. He doesn't want to offend Bi Qingquan at this juncture, so he can only agree to it. What happens in the future depends on his mood.
"Okay, you just need to be more mature!"
Bi Qingquan didn't care whether Wu Ming really agreed. He pointed at the young beggar behind him and said, "My eldest disciples Li Daosong, Qian Song, and Kun Tong's eldest brother, let's have a fight. If you lose, give me five places!"
"Three!"
Wu Ming frowned slightly and didn't even think about lowering the price.
Just kidding, Xu Qiulan is right behind. If you let go now, wouldn't you be sorry for her feelings?
"The Xu family girl is quite courageous!"
Bi Qingquan was stunned and muttered dissatisfiedly.
As the nine-pocket elder of the Beggar Clan, who has great hands and eyes and is extremely well-informed, he knew who was around Wu Ming before he left. After thinking about it for a moment, he understood what was going on.
"Please be magnanimous!"
Wu Ming said flatteringly.
"snort!"
Bi Qingquan glared at him angrily and finally agreed.
The fight was very simple, and Li Daosong did not embarrass Wu Ming. The existence of a majestic master, a half-step grand master, just one stick, let Wu Ming know how far he is from such an existence.
There was nothing flashy about that stick, it was just straight forward, but Wu Ming could not avoid it. It was like a mountain bearing down on him. He tried his best to receive the stick forcefully.
Without the unparalleled defense of the foot armor and the incomparably sharp golden knife, let alone a toothless tiger, it is no different from a sick cat, and is no match for the supreme master!
"Boy, do you know how much trouble you have caused?"
Bi Qingquan looked at Wu Ming who was rubbing his shoulders and grinning. He was in a good mood and gloated about his misfortune.
This great master seemed to have changed. In fact, the old man was also in great pain. In order to set a good example for his granddaughter and teach by words and deeds, he had to look majestic.
Now that my granddaughter is no longer around, her true nature has been revealed. She is indeed a disrespectful and arrogant person!
"Brother Li, show mercy!"
Wu Ming was a man who was very careful about food and fights. He didn't have the slightest bit of resentment and he sincerely bowed his hand.
"Easy to say!"
Li Daosong nodded succinctly, as if he were a master and looked down upon himself.
Wu Ming curled his lips and made a note of this stick in his mind to regain his position in the future.
Although I don’t hold any grudges, it’s annoying for you, a half-step grandmaster, to beat my talent and put on such a bad face.
"Boy!"
Bi Qingquan glanced at the sky and the east, wiped his mouth full of grease, and said with a smile, "It's hard to deal with the people coming from behind. You have to think clearly!"
Wu Ming's heart was beating and his expression was solemn. (To be continued)