After Ouyang Feng cleaned the house, he continued to return to his old business and become a doctor.

While making money, he planned to infiltrate the palace and steal the Nine Yin True Scripture.

At this time, the two red lanterns outside the gate of the Huang Mansion had been replaced with white lanterns, and all the children of the Huang family knelt in the mourning hall, wearing linen and filial piety, and burning paper.

The housekeeper of the Huang Mansion walked in from outside and whispered in Huang Zhengchu's ear: "Master, there is a person named Huang Yaoshi outside the door who said that he is from our Huang family, do you want him to come in." ”

"Huang Yaoshi, huh...... Let him in. "Huang Zhengchu remembered Huang Yaoshi's younger brother, but it was too long and his memory was a little vague.

After a while, the housekeeper led a handsome man in a green shirt into the mourning hall.

Huang Zhengchu sighed, "Pharmacist, I didn't expect you to come back, but unfortunately, if you arrived a few days earlier, you would still be able to see your father."

Today happens to be my father's first seventh, and I will be buried tomorrow, come, come to my eldest brother's side, and kowtow to my father. ”

Huang Yaoshi hesitated, nodded, took the white cloth handed over by the butler, wrapped it around his forehead, and walked forward to kowtow.

Huang Yaoshi's trip was because of his own martial arts, and he came to Kaifeng to find the Nine Yin True Scripture, so that he could return to Peach Blossom Island to complete the inscription.

As soon as I arrived in Kaifeng, I heard that my biological father had passed away, so I came to pay respects.

"Pharmacist, I remember that the family didn't have time to send someone to send the news of my father's death to Peach Blossom Island.

Do you have something to do when you come to Kaifeng? Huang Zhengchu asked casually while burning the paper.

But Huang Yaoshi didn't want to tell him the truth, and he didn't bother to lie, so he changed the topic and said, "How did my father die?" ”

Huang Zhengchu's paper-burning hand paused, and the crying of the surrounding family members seemed to be cut off, and the sound became quieter.

"If you say something you shouldn't have said, don't ask. Huang Zhengchu shook his head and said.

In the rudder of the beggar gang of Kaifeng Mansion, Hong Qi withdrew his subordinates, leaving only Tang Yan, the six-bag elder of the Pure Clothes Faction.

Tang Yan smoked a dry cigarette and hurriedly walked back and forth in the house, "Lord Hongruo, let the filthy clothes send those miscellaneous people to come nonsense, if you annoy the imperial court, the beggars will have a big incident."

According to the inquiries of the brothers below, their trafficking of women and babies was reported to Governor Huang of the Criminal Division.

But on the same day, Governor Huang died suddenly in the house.

I guess this is all the hands of those people in the dirty clothes faction, if the court finds out a little bit and the hat of the court official is buttoned down, the beggars can't afford it. ”

Hong Qi picked up the wine jug on the desk, poured it, smacked his lips and said, "Old Tang, we didn't do this, what are you anxious about."

Governor Huang has been dead for several days, and if the court really wants to move seriously, it has already been investigated.

There are many people in the dirty clothes faction, and the relationship is far from being comparable to our clean clothes faction.

You must know that hundreds of Qinglou in Kaifeng, large and small, are basically opened by dignitaries and nobles, and there are some shady things, and it is not for the group of people called Huazi to do it. ”

"Bang bang bang. ”

Tang Yan's eyes widened, he walked to the table, patted the table vigorously and said, "Lord Hongrudder, that's a hurtful thing, isn't the gang rules of our beggar gang teaching the gang to be chivalrous and righteous."

This court doesn't care, don't you care as the helmsman? ”

"Chivalrous and righteous, old Tang, do you know who the beggars are? ”

Hong Qi looked at Tang Yan and continued: "Who are the people who join the Dirty Clothes Sect, who are idle all day long, who do not want to make progress, and who would rather have food than endure hardship, will join the Dirty Clothes Sect.

If they are really virtuous and righteous, as long as they go to the Zhuan Minsi to sign a letter and draw a charge, go to Liangsu, go to Dongying, and go to the north, they can get a few acres of fertile land.

They are poor and not lazy.

And this kind of person, grab a lot of them, otherwise how could there be so many people in the dirty clothes faction.

As for the Pure Clothes faction, there are a few people who are willing to join the beggar gang and do business safely.

Donald, your family is wealthy, and if you want to fight the sword world, you will join the beggar gang if you are chivalrous and righteous.

But most of the people who joined the Clean-Clothes faction were small businessmen, and they were either bullied by local gangs, exploited by corrupt officials, or even harassed by the Dirty Clothes faction.

They join the beggars in search of protection.

The Purifying Clothes are now a herd of lambs, or sheep with a family and a room, how can they afford to mess with those cumin-covered dogs. ”

"Hey. Tang Yan sighed deeply, sat on the ground, lowered his head and smoked a dry cigarette, and did not speak.

"I can become the helmsman because my martial arts are stronger than theirs.

But in terms of power, the Clean-Clothes faction is indeed inferior to the Dirty Clothes faction.

Have you ever seen a sub-helm with five co-helmsmen below one helmsman?

We can only wait until I become the leader of the beggar gang, and maybe we can solve these things. Hong Qi said helplessly.

Tang Yan didn't look up either, and muttered, "With your martial arts, they can't beat you." ”

"Martial arts?" Hong Qi smiled bitterly, got up and took out a book from the drawer, threw it in front of Tang Yan and said, "Old Tang, you can take a look at this book of "The Secret Biography of the Great Song Dynasty Martial Arts".

This book introduces the major events of martial arts from the founding of the Great Song Dynasty to the present day, as well as many martial arts masters and their martial arts masters.

According to this book, since the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, the strongest strength is the leader of the Great Song Dynasty Martial Arts Alliance a hundred years ago - Xuzhu.

You must know that from the founding of the Great Song Dynasty to the present, there has only been one martial arts alliance leader.

This virtual alliance master, with one enemy and one hundred, defeated the master of the Central Plains to get this position.

But even so, he still died under the siege of tens of thousands of Liao troops.

I, Hong Qi, have self-knowledge, and I am far behind this virtual alliance master.

How many people are in Kaifeng's dirty clothing faction, and there are at least 20,000 people in the sixteen Fang Cities. ”

Tang Yan was reading the "Secret Biography of the Great Song Dynasty Wulin", and while listening to Hong Qi's words, his heart was gloomy.

Suddenly, Tang Yan flipped to one of them, and the whole person seemed to be shocked by the words in it, and after a long while, he turned his head and said to Hong Qi: "Lord Hong, there are really immortals in this world?"

"This kind of book is half-truths and half-truths, and you can't believe them all. Hong Qi smiled slightly, not caring.

"This says that the immortals gave Zhezong the immortal scriptures.

I have also heard rumors in the rivers and lakes that the Book of Immortals is a peerless martial art, and it is in the palace.

If there is really an immortal scripture, if I am lucky enough to practice it, I will definitely kill all the miscellaneous people of the Dirty Clothes Sect. Tang Yan said viciously.

"Old Tang, don't think about it too much, even if there is really a Nine Yin True Scripture in the palace, it's not like we can go in.

The water in the Great Song Dynasty is very deep. Hong Qi said leisurely, walked to the window and looked at the palace...... Next to the whole really too learned.

There are too many people out there who can beat me......

Perhaps, there is really a fairy scripture.

I don't know which one is better than the Immortal Sutra and my Yilong diagram.

And those miscellaneous pieces, when I become the leader of the beggar gang, I will slowly concoct you.

Hong Qi couldn't help but clench his fists.

The next day, early in the morning, the Huang Mansion cried and shook the sky, and today was the day of the burial of the old lady of the Huang family.

Before the burial, the Taoist priest lifted the white cloth on the corpse and let the family members see the deceased for the last time.

As soon as the white cloth was lifted, Huang Yaoshi saw the clue at a glance, hurriedly walked to the corpse, and reached out to probe.

"Pharmacist, what are you doing? ”

"Fuck off, you're blaspheming the old lady. ”

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, this layman, please don't touch the deceased, so that the deceased will not be able to live. ”

......

Huang Yaoshi silently withdrew his hand, and his whole face was as if soaked in frost.

After the burial was over, everyone walked to the city, and Huang Zhengchu walked to Huang Yaoshi's side and said softly: "You can see it." ”

Huang Yaoshi glanced at Huang Zhengchu, continued to walk silently with the crowd, and spit out five words.

"Eighteen palms of the dragon. ”