The overall situation has been decided, Xie Yucheng sat alone on the Taishi chair in the hall, looking at a carved painting on the folding fan screen.

This painting is finely carved, the color paint is dignified, and some of it looks like a gongbi painting.

There is a courtyard in the painting, and in front of a wall, there are three or five peach trees lined up.

A few clumps of grass, dotted next to the roots, at the foot of the fence.

In the middle of the courtyard, there are stone tables and stone benches, and a scrawny old man is sitting on a drum-shaped stone bench, receiving the kneeling of three young people.

The three young men were very respectful, and the young man in the middle was relatively rich, and Xie Yucheng immediately recognized from his appearance that this young man was the owner of the gambling house, Le Wantongle, the god of wealth.

swept his eyes coldly, and saw that the color painting was written with a half-incomprehensible inscription: Jianghu ghost hand Donglin Temple apprenticeship.

Xie Yucheng guessed that this was probably because Le Wantong had invested in a powerful sect when he was a teenager, and after he made a fortune, he asked someone to engrave this picture to show that he had inherited his own heritage, and he was not a wild fox Zen without a sect.

This is the same as the rich and wealthy family, will hang one or two celebrity calligraphy and paintings at home, since entering the modern era, many people have framed photos with celebrities and displayed them in a conspicuous position at home.

If Xie Yucheng just smiled when he saw this, then he was really shocked when he glanced at the payment next.

I saw the inscription on the left, which read: Shamen Hongyi, the autumn moon of the year of Yichou, in the Donglin Temple of Kuanglu.

This...... Le Wantong and Le Da God of Wealth are too good at playing, right?

You must know that Li Shutong in the first half of his life, and Master Hongyi in the second half. As a well-known musician, art educator, calligrapher, and monk of the Republic of China, Uncle Li of the Republic of China has the same name, but he is too famous, it is like thunder.

Le Wantong, a gambler wandering in the countryside of the Republic of China, how could Master Hongyi paint for it?

That's right, as long as the amount of money for polishing the pen is sufficient, many calligraphers and painters will also condescend to their nobility and squander their ink for some vulgar landlords and nouveau riche.

However, this Master Hongyi is different.

Li Shutong, a famous genius in the Republic of China, was born in a wealthy family in Jinmen. In his early years, he studied in the East, and after returning to China, he played in Shanghai and taught in well-known colleges and universities in Hangzhou, Jinling and other places.

Later, he saw through the red dust and became a monk in Hupao Temple...... According to the time, he should be in Quanzhou, Fujian Province now.

Xie Yucheng was happy.

This Lewantong is too good at playing, right? A gambler in a mountain township even played PS? Are the people of this Republic of China era so trendy?

Just as he was amazed, a noisy sound suddenly sounded outside the door of the gambling house, and the sword god hurriedly came in from outside, came to the side, and said softly:

"Commander Xie, I met the old woman on the mountain road in the morning, and now she has brought a few people, and she is making a noise at the door, saying that she wants to take her son home, but we ignore her, and she is noisy and says that she wants to see you, saying that there is an urgent situation and she wants to report to you."

The oxtail knife of the sword god was on his back, and what he was holding at this time was a singles one captured from the Xiangling Regiment Defense Bureau.

Although this weapon is crude, it is still much more deterrent than just holding an oxtail knife.

The newly recruited recruits of the three teams of A, B and C, Xie Yucheng did not hesitate to equip them. Moreover, this sword god and that Li Xunhuan, the two of them performed quite eye-catching in Jiajiangkou.

But Xie Yucheng still couldn't let go of the two of them, and decided to observe them for a few more days.

"Oh, the urgency? Let's go, go out and have a look. ”

In the morning, on the mountain road, Xie Yucheng knew that he was affectionate, tempted by profit, and coerced by power, and the operation was as fierce as a tiger, and the mother and son agreed to return to the gambling house to listen to the truth and reality, so as to make internal responses.

The two sides discussed, to be the son's return to the gambling house, to take the initiative to take over the duty of guarding the door at noon, and to be the mother's to explore the details in the gambling house, but they looked at the gap and went to the outside of the village to meet the cavalry team.

However, just now, Xie Yucheng led the horse team back to Windmill Pass, and he didn't see this mother at all along the way, although he came to the gate of Wantongfang and saw her son, he was really guarding the door.

But he didn't help at all.

Even when Xie Yucheng asked someone to lead the team and loot the gambling house, he still chose not to say a word.

Therefore, Xie Yucheng deliberately scared and scared him, and asked him to accompany Le Bainian and others. I originally planned to smash the gambling house and wait until the team was over, and then let him regain his freedom.

Now, what kind of demon moth is this mother?

Xie Yucheng, accompanied by the sword god, just came to the door, and saw that the people in the village who had heard the news had formed a semi-arc at the door of the gambling house, and the old woman was mixed in front of this semi-arc, two or three feet away from the gate, she waved her hand vigorously: "Mr. Xie, Mr. Xie......"

Her movements were very large, and her shouting was also very loud, as if she was afraid that Xie Yucheng would not be able to see her.

Xie Yucheng motioned for her to be let in, and the new formation of the armor team got the order, and did not dare to stop it any longer, loosened a gate-like opening, and when she came in, the gate was immediately closed again.

"What's the matter, auntie?" Xie Yuzhen glanced at the queue of prisoners, and saw that the young man in the felt hat was already trembling, and his face was colorless.

"Mr. Xie, I have an urgent situation and want to report it to you!" The old woman spoke, glancing quickly into the line of captives.

Seeing that her own face was colorless, she couldn't help but be worried, and when she turned around and peeked at Xie Yucheng's face, she was even more nervous.

She didn't see Le Wantong in the captive, so she asked others, and they told her that this Le Wantong had been shot dead just now.

She was overjoyed, and couldn't help but glance at the prisoner queue again, but she took two steps and came to Xie Yucheng, put her hands together in a tube, and whispered:

"Mr. Xie, the courtyards on the left and right are all the properties of Lewantong...... I—I can take you there." ”

This old woman is really more than the rivers and lakes, and when she speaks, she goes straight to the point:

Xie Yucheng was sincerely happy: "That feeling is so good, but I'm worried that there are not enough people." ”

Which part of the manpower should be transferred to Lewantong's house? The crowd in front of him was surging, and Xie Yucheng knew that the people in the Republic of China had a very strong sense of locality.

He couldn't be sure that in the crowd in front of him, there must be no people who want to be happy.

Let's wait for the big team to come.

He decided to have a force and do something.

Seeing that Xie Yucheng promised happily, but there was an unmoved look on his face, for a while, she couldn't tell whether he was pretending or really absent-minded.

She hurriedly added: "Among them, the courtyard on the left is the most treasured." Usually he also watches the most closely. ”

"What treasure? Have you seen it? ”

Xie Yuzhen's voice fell, and there were loud footsteps in the gambling house, and when he turned around, he saw a group of women running in a hurry, stammering: "There are ghosts, there are ghosts......"

The old woman, who was anxious to rescue her son, had already glared at her fiercely, and deliberately understated: "What's the fuss, who doesn't know that there is a haunted house in the side across the courtyard, and there is a crazy 'ghost hand in the house'!" ”

"Ghost hands? This ghost hand, isn't it Lewantong? Xie Yucheng couldn't turn a corner.

"Of course Boss Le is a ghost hand, but compared to that one, I'm afraid it's far behind." Speaking of Le Wantong, the old woman's expression was a little disdainful, she paused, and then said, "That one...... However, it is known as the three uniques of the knife and gunner. ”

"Knife technique? Marksmanship? Hand style? Three uniques? Is there such a good person? Then I'm going to take a look. ”