Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Thief Arrives

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But Biqing is not worried, the yin world cannot interfere with the yang world, this is the rule since ancient times.

Not to mention that Situ's ancestor had just obtained the edict, and his spiritual power was not very strong.

Even if he is a great god who has enjoyed the sacrifice for thousands of years, he does not dare to interfere with the yang world easily, otherwise he will definitely be eaten by the luck of humanity.

"If you stay in the city and be your merry man, I still have no choice, but if you come to the wilderness to open a mansion, then don't blame the old man for being ruthless. ā€

Looking at Situ Mansion, who was lying there quietly, like a giant beast, the eyes of the Biqing Dao people showed a bloodthirsty light.

"This son has repeatedly spoiled the good things of the son, there are guards in the city, and there are more humane luck blessings, we have never had a chance to start, and today is a rare opportunity, and we must kill him. ā€

"Du San, raising soldiers for a thousand days and using soldiers for a while, this matter was ordered by the son, and it must be done beautifully. ā€

Bi Qing, who had white hair and was dressed in a cyan robe, stood on the high mountain in the distance, looking down on everything in Situ Mansion from a high altitude, and said with gloomy eyes.

"No!"

The stout man, known as Du San, touched the long knife in his hand and subconsciously nodded and replied. But then he reacted, and there was a look of hesitation in his eyes.

"Master Dao, Situ Xing's poems are sung all over the world, known as a literary name, and he is a student of the academic and political masters, and he is very important. If they are killed here, the court will be furious, and when the time comes, not only will the brothers die in the world, but under the backlash of the dragon qi, I am afraid that even the Taoist master will not be able to get out of it... ā€

Du San, who was dressed in black and had a sturdy body, looked at the mansion below, as well as the people who came and went, and said with some worry in his heart.

"Although Situ is a bit famous, he is not an official after all. And it has a bad relationship with the county Zunhu, as long as the son is up and down, there will definitely be no big dealing. ā€

"As for Fu Juren, haven't you heard the truth that you don't seek politics if you are not in his position?"

"Don't say that he just knows the academic politics of Bei County, even if he is the academic politics of Bei County, what right does he have to interfere in local government affairs?"

Bi Qing's eyes looked at Du San faintly, and when he had cold sweat all over his body, and he couldn't hold on, his face was a little gloomy.

"Don't you want to disobey Childe's orders, or do you have something else in mind?"

"The life of the subordinate was saved by the childe, if it wasn't for the childe, the subordinate would not have become the leader of the Black Tiger Gang. As long as the Taoist and the son have a life, their subordinates will definitely go to the soup and fight the fire, and they will not give up. ā€

Du San's face was a little pale, his lips were dry, and at that moment just now, he actually had a feeling of being targeted by a giant beast in the wilderness.

He had an intuition that Biqing Lao Dao had already killed him just now.

Thinking of this, where do you dare to say anything, forcibly suppress the fear in your heart, and say with a somewhat sneering face.

"That's the best. ā€

Bi Qing looked at Du San, who was deliberately flattering, and pursed her lips, with a hint of disdain in her eyes.

"If anyone dares to upset his son, he will die. ā€

Bi Qing looked at Du San with a gloomy expression, it was really changeable, he was just a lackey in the past, and he had been a helper for a long time, and he even had his own ideas.

Biqing's words were like the cold wind of Sanjiu, thinking of Gongzi's ruthless methods, Du San couldn't help but tremble a few times all over his body.

"The subordinates don't dare. ā€

Du San pressed his head down, as if he thought of something, his eyes trembled, and he said with a look of fear.

"Don't dare to be the best, or else... ā€

Biqing Lao Dao's face was gloomy, his voice was like cold ice, and the meaning of his words was self-evident, making people shudder instantly.

Du Laosan's face was pale, and under the forced gaze of Biqing Laodao, his eyes were full of fear, and his body was like decaying chaff.

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The sun was soon setting in the west, and the last vestiges of heat were lost in the night.

The big star bucket hung in the air, shooting down a pillar of light, making the woods look extraordinarily mottled. A few old trees, branches spreading, trunks are weirdly twisted, like thousand-year-old demons under the starlight, indescribably eerie and terrifying.

Situ Mansion lit the lantern early, and the lantern made of red silk was very exquisite, hanging on both sides of the lintel, and the light was indescribable.

The night wind in the mountains and valleys is very strong, which can blow the grass and trees, and can blow fist-sized stones everywhere, but it can't blow out the soybean-sized lamp.

Such a lantern, because it is not afraid of the wind, the locals gave it a nickname, called "Qi Death Wind Lantern".

The one hanging in front of Situ's Mansion is such a "gas death lantern".

The fiery red lanterns swayed in the wind, shedding a warm glow and illuminating the vermilion gates.

A few family members carried lanterns and carefully patrolled the garden corridors and other places, and rang gongs from time to time to remind them of fire safety.

Yang Shou walked back and forth on the courtyard wall with a few soldiers, in case of a wild beast attacking the courtyard, and everything looked no different from usual.

Du San led dozens of gang members to ambush on the hill, hiding in the shade and grass, carefully observing every move in Situ's mansion by the faint starlight.

The night of early spring was still very cold, and not long after lying on the ground, the body was invaded by the cold, and it was indescribably stiff and uncomfortable.

But they didn't dare to make a fire, so they could only pour a sip of liquor from time to time to warm their bodies.

"I really want to make a fire and roast it, and my whole body is frozen. ā€

"This ghost weather, it's really cold, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid that it won't be cut for a while, but by someone. ā€

A gang member with a spear in his hand let out a sigh of white air, rubbed his palms, tried to warm himself up, stood up from his hiding place, and said with some swearing. Seeing that some people stood up, some people followed, stood up and moved their hands and feet, so that the qi and blood became more unimpeded.

With the first, there was the second, as if contagious, dozens of strong warriors walked out of the hiding place, moving the muscles and bones of the whole body, and muttering unclean in their mouths.

"Boss, let's just kill it. There are only ten nursing homes in this village, and the brothers used to cut one by one. ā€

"It's like, it's really unpleasant. ā€

Seeing that Du Laosan didn't squeak, several gangsters said with some complaints.

"Lao Tzu's ball is going to freeze. ā€

"When I go back this time, Lao Tzu will definitely go to Piaoxiang Courtyard to have a good time. ā€

Du Laosan looked at the people who were complaining and moving around, and his face suddenly turned cold. Some of them said in a sinister way:

"Give it all to Lao Tzu, if anyone misses a big thing, Lao Tzu will kill his whole family. ā€

The people who were scolding just now seemed to be choked by the neck in an instant, and looked at Du Laosan with red eyes with some horror, although there was a complaint in his heart, but he no longer dared to run around.

Finally suppressed everyone, Du Laosan stood up a little irritably, looked down at the brightly lit Situ Mansion from the air, and was secretly ruthless in his heart.

When Lao Tzu attacks it, he must kill him and leave no one behind, otherwise he will be sorry for the crime he suffered tonight.