Hong Cheng laughed and said: "Captain, we are the night guards, not the bastards of the Shendu government office, nor the hooligans of the Bingma Division. We night guards are all beaten up. Of course, you are the captain, I don't dare
I'm provoking you, but if you want to help me, I will accompany you. Even if you beat me with a black nose and a swollen face, if I, Hong Cheng, even half-scream for mercy, I will be like a dog."
After Hong Cheng finished speaking, he grinned, showing his white teeth, and his body swayed slightly, and the bones all over his body made a crisp sound like exploding beans.
The exposed joints seemed to have earthworms squirming and entangled, and the joints of the hands were bulging and exuding a metallic color, as if they were wearing thick finger tigers.
Li Qingxian stared at Hong Cheng.
Hong Cheng said with a smile on his face: "We practice hard bone kung fu. We are not good at anything else. We are good at fighting."
As he spoke, he placed his two fists across his chest and struck them gently, making metal and iron jingle.
"Captain Li, these are all trivial matters, I don't even care." Han Anbo said with a smile.
Li Qingxian nodded and said: "That's right, it's just a small matter. I was planning to invite the new team deputy to have a drink and connect with each other. However, Mr. Zhou just arranged an errand for our Jiajiu team. Since you are here
, let’s do it together.”
Li Qingxian turned around and walked away.
Hong Cheng was stunned for a moment, watching Han Anbo and Yu Ping pass by, hesitating for a moment, and then stepped to follow.
Along the way, Li Qingxian remained expressionless and said nothing.
Hong Cheng smiled and occasionally said a few words, but no one responded.
After asking several times where he was going, Li Qingxian seemed to have heard nothing.
Passing by the intersection of Wanping Street, Han Anbo was stunned for a moment and looked at Yu Ping.
Yu Ping also looked puzzled.
This road is very familiar.
It was here that day that Li Qingxian was forced into the carriage by Pang Mingjing.
The four people continued to move forward.
After the evil god statue loomed in the building, Han Anbo's expression changed slightly, he jogged a few steps to follow Li Qingxian, and said in a low voice: "Don't be impulsive."
"I am the captain, listen to me." Li Qingxian said.
Han Anbo was walking on the side, looking at Li Qingxian's young face, and his heart surged with warmth.
"It's not worth it for me..." he whispered.
Li Qingxian said nothing.
Yu Ping raised his head and glanced at the statue, remembering what happened that day.
At first, Hong Cheng was still talking to himself. As he got closer and closer to Hubu Street, and as the statue of the evil god got bigger and bigger, he stopped talking.
Everyone in the Night Guard knows about Pang Mingjing.
Everyone also knew that in order to save Li Qingxian, Zhou Chunfeng used the connections in the Ministry of Revenue.
Hong Cheng glanced at the statue suspiciously, then at Li Qingxian, becoming more hesitant.
For most people, Hubu Street, Xingbu Street and Yewei Street are no different from the territory of the demon clan.
Not long after, the four of them came to Jingshen Street, the street facing Hubu Street.
The floor is paved with black stones, and lanterns with red characters on a white background are hung high in every household.
There was no shouting, no haggling.
People come and go, it's quiet and deserted.
The shelves of the shops on both sides are filled with incense, candles, wine, fruits, paper, forms, yellow flags, tokens, colored ropes and other sacrificial objects.
Walking to an incense and candle shop, Li Qingxian stopped and said: "Deputy Captain Han, buy a copy of Jiuxiang and pay it to the public account."
Han Anbo sighed softly and said: "Yes, Captain Li."
Hong Cheng looked at the cold Li Qingxian, and for some reason, goosebumps appeared on his arms.
But thinking of Wei Yong's encouraging eyes and Tao Zhi's cruel words, he gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "Captain Li, Han Anbo has not been the deputy captain for a long time. You are violating the rules of the night guard by yelling like this."
Li Qingxian seemed not to hear, and stood there quietly, watching Han Anbo take out the copper coins and count them to the shopkeeper.
Hong Cheng looked embarrassed.
The shopkeeper took the money, wrapped nine sticks of light yellow one-foot incense, handed it to Han Anbo, and said: "May God bless you."
Han Anbo took the incense and continued walking with Li Qingxian.
Hong Cheng hesitantly followed at the back, looking around.
Turn right, cross the alley, and step onto the spacious Hubu Street.
The sun was approaching noon, and the white flowers were dazzling.
The five evil god statues had no cover, and the invisible aura pressed on everyone's hearts.
Not far away, the iconic blood-gold double-striped wall of the household is particularly eye-catching.
The empty Hubu Street clearly has nothing, but it makes people feel panicked.
Hong Cheng stopped and his legs became weak.
Li Qingxian turned to look at Hong Cheng, with a sneer on his face and said, "What, are you scared?"
"What are we doing here?" Hong Cheng asked bravely.
"I need money. What else can I do if I come to the Accounts Department to collect payment?" Li Qingxian looked surprised.
"You...are you trying to harm me like Pang Mingjing?"
"Are you a hard-bone Kung Fu practitioner or a Cartilage Kung Fu practitioner?" Li Qingxian asked.
Hong Cheng swallowed his saliva, his throat rolled, he glanced at the high wall of the household, took a deep breath, and said, "I'll just wait outside."
Li Qingxian smiled and said, "Are you sure you want to stay alone in Hubu Street?"
"I'll wait at Jingshen Street." Hong Cheng said.
Li Qingxian stared into Hong Cheng's eyes and said slowly: "On your first day as team deputy, you disobeyed the orders of Zhou Chunfeng, the commander of the Shendu Division. Do you know the consequences?"
Hong Cheng was silent, thinking about the punishment he faced for beating up the soldiers of the Clan Finance Division, thinking about the smile on Tao Zhi's face and the threats in his words, and finally imagining the consequences of being kicked out of the Night Guard.
He gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go! If you harm me, Wei Si Zheng won't let it go!"
"Follow up."
After Li Qingxian finished speaking, he continued to move forward. The four of them came to the side door of the south courtyard. Li Qingxian took out Ye Wei's badge and asked the guard to find Luo Jing.
Not long after, Luo Jing came quickly with Duan Heng behind him.
"Sir Xiao Li, I haven't seen you for a few days and you have already entered the imperial examination. Congratulations!" Luo Jing politely handed over his hand.
"You don't need to be so polite," Li Qingxian said in a cold tone.
Luo Jing suppressed his smile, glanced at Li Qingxian in surprise, then glanced at the three people behind him, and finally his eyes fell on Hong Cheng. The tenth-grade person was following the team at the back?
Hong Cheng's whole body stiffened and his heart was beating wildly. Luo Jing, who was wearing a gold-rimmed oriole patch and was an eighth-grade civil servant, was so polite to Li Qingxian.
When he saw Luo Jing looking over, he hurriedly bent down and said: "Hong Cheng, the deputy of the Ninth Team of the Night Guard Street Patrol Room, has met your lord."
Luo Jing only heard that he was the deputy of the team. He glanced at Han Anbo, thoughtfully, then looked at Li Qingxian and said, "Did Mr. Zhou appoint you here?"
Li Qingxian said: "Take me to worship God first. Don't mess with the rules this time."
"Okay." Luo Jing led everyone across Hubu Street and entered the North Courtyard of Hubu.
When you walk in, a huge square spreads out in front of you.
In the middle of the large square, the five gods seem to be on the clouds, as high as the shoulders of the sky, and cannot be reached from the top.
Li Qingxian stopped looking up, and could only vaguely see layers of dark clouds in the corner of his eyes. Within the dark clouds, countless eyes trembled and looked around.
Li Qingxian looked around and saw that the entire square was covered with blood-gold paint. At first glance, it looked like dried blood was stuck on the ground.
On the edge of the square on both sides of the statue, small statues of many gods are arranged, like the guards of the five gods.
Li Qingxian seemed to have lost his sense of space. This place was obviously in the capital of the gods and should not be big, but for some reason, it always felt like it was endless.
Not far in front were placed a total of thirty red cedar sheets with colorful patterns. On each sheet were placed three animals, including pigs, cattle and sheep, three chickens, ducks and geese, and three fruits, pears, oranges and tangerines.
In the brass incense burner in the center of the confession table, long incense sticks stand upright, and white smoke curls up.
