After dawn, Zhou Qingfeng went home with the "Traction Catalogue". Wang Kunpeng, who was following him, was trembling all the time, and his steps were vain. Normally, he saw that the city patrol soldiers were not afraid, but now he bowed his head and hated to find a hole to hide—he smashed the back of Li Er's head with a stick he slammed hard, and the splash was finished on the spot.

When Zhou Qingfeng left the book house in the morning, Li Er's body was still lying on the street and no one was buried, and the bruise on the back of his head was left on the ground. The inhabitants of the street were neither surprised nor delighted by this, but avoided them a little, and they were considered dead dogs, or could not be seen.

The broken silver touched from Li Er's body was given to Wang Kunpeng, but Wang Kunpeng confiscated it himself, and instead secretly threw it to the bullied widow's house. After throwing away the silver, he came back and said to Zhou Qingfeng, "That widow sat in the hall and cried, her clothes were so torn. I persuaded her through the door, but I don't know if she listened.

Less than a month after her man's death, none of the neighbors came out to help. If Li Er succeeds, she can only hang herself. And if she hangs herself, her children will not live. ”

"So what are you afraid of now?" Zhou Qingfeng kicked Wang Kunpeng angrily, "You have done a good deed, a great good deed." You avenged the people who were bullied by Li Er in the past, and you also saved the widow's family, and even saved the people who would be bullied by Li Er in the future. Keep your head up and you're a hero now. ”

"I'm afraid of the government's ......." Wang Kunpeng followed behind Zhou Qingfeng, lowered his voice and said, "Li Erneng has been rampant for many years, and he has something to do with the adults of the Thousand Households. He also has a lot of fox friends and dog friends. ”

"Do the adults of the Thousand Households care about the death of a dog? Besides, who knows you killed it? Shut up later. Zhou Qingfeng shouted: "Remember, you are a big hero, and a big hero who stands up to the sky should not be afraid." ”

After fooling Wang Kunpeng, Zhou Qingfeng also arrived home. asked the maid Zhang's mother, who was the housekeeper, and learned that Gu Yuanwei and Yang Jian came back last night, but they left after a while, and they didn't even care that Zhou Qingfeng was not at home at all. If you contact the girl in the bookstore last night, I am afraid that this cheap master's communication in Fushun is difficult, and there is not much progress.

As for what Gu Yuanwei provoked, Zhou Qingfeng had no time and no ability to care. He only has a headache now that his strength is too weak, and he has to rely on Wang Kunpeng to deal with a brute force splash last night, and if he encounters the woman in black who is chasing him again, that girl is beautiful and strong enough, it is too ruthless. If he really wants to meet, he can only lead the neck and kill.

Wang Kunpeng left after breakfast, saying that he was sleepy last night and had no way to accompany him on leave today. Zhou Qingfeng knew that the young man was scared, so he let him go. And he slept all morning, and when he got up in the afternoon, he began to study the piece of paper he got from Li Er.

"Traction Catalogue" gave Zhou Qingfeng the ability to open the eyes of the sky and distinguish the qi. But the spiritual power is not enough, and it will last for a maximum of ten minutes after each opening, and within these ten minutes, Zhou Qingfeng can see the relationships and vague trends behind many things. What attracted him right now was the piece of paper that glowed with lilac light, which meant that another small opportunity appeared in front of him.

There are some ghostly drawings on the paper, which should be scribbled by Li Er, who is not literate and ink. Zhou Qingfeng tried to discern the meaning, but he couldn't think of what was drawn on the piece of paper even if he wanted to break his head? Three-year-old children are better than this Li Er's painting. After thinking about it for an afternoon, Zhou Qingfeng could only put down the paper for the time being. He still has a problem to solve, and that is that he has no money.

A husband can't go without money for a day, and yesterday Zhou Qingfeng also held a huge sum of two hundred taels of silver. The ability to exchange this silver for 'opening the eyes of the sky' is naturally a lot of money, but it also makes him destitute.

It is impossible to ask Gu Yuanwei for money, not to mention that this cheap master is very stingy, and Zhou Qingfeng does not want the other party to control his economic ability, after all, 'the mouth of eating people is short, and the hands of taking people are short'. Men still have to make their own money.

"Young Master, what are you going to eat at night?" In the evening, the maid Zhang's mother came in and asked, "Do you still eat roast chicken?" ”

Being able to serve Zhou Qingfeng is a pretty good errand in Zhang's mother's opinion. This little young master treats people kindly and generously, but he loves cleanliness too much. Not only does he love cleanliness, but he also has to love cleanliness with Zhang's mother - the ancients did not have the habit of washing their hands after going to the toilet, and sometimes they also paid attention to 'not doing anything clean, eating without getting sick', which Zhou Qingfeng absolutely could not tolerate.

However, with a demanding master like Zhou Qingfeng, even Zhang's mother feels that she is a little more decent. When she first came, she deliberately wore good clothes, but Zhou Qingfeng disliked her clothes on the spot, and paid for her to get her 'work clothes' and several sleeve aprons. The cotton overalls that cost five dollars of silver made the eyes of the surrounding neighbors pop out.

Zhang's mother came in and asked what she had for dinner, Zhou Qingfeng thought that he had eaten too much meat recently, and replied, 'Eat light tonight, stir-fry some vegetables, and make an egg soup'.

Hearing that Zhou Qingfeng didn't eat meat, Zhang's mother was very disappointed. This young master is too picky about eating, and there is always a lot left over from each meal. For example, if he eats a whole fish, he only eats the body, and the head and tail of the fish are absolutely left. The same is true for eating a chicken, don't want chicken heads, chicken necks, chicken feet, chicken buttocks, and even chicken skeletons. There are many leftovers every day, and the young master doesn't care at all.

Every time she cleaned up the table for Zhou Qingfeng, Zhang's mother always brought the leftovers home with soup and water. A few boys in her family rely on eating the young master's leftovers, and their faces are a little oily these days, which makes people happy. Hearing that she would eat vegetables if she didn't eat meat tonight, Zhang's mother scolded 'What is delicious about green vegetables, and if you eat too much, your face will be as green as vegetable leaves'.

When the meal was ready, it was brought to Zhou Qingfeng with a bowl of radishes and a bowl of bean sprouts. Although it is a vegetarian dish, it is also fried in lard, and it is very fragrant. Zhou Qingfeng didn't eat rice and wanted to eat millet porridge, which also made Zhang's mother complain behind her back. The servant woman is not qualified to eat at the same table with the master's family, and when Zhou Qingfeng finishes eating in the study, she calls her to clean up.

When I was cleaning up, I saw Zhou Qingfeng looking at a piece of torn paper, and Zhang's mother smiled and said, "Young master, you are a literate person, why do you keep accounts like we are blind?" ”

"What......, bookkeeping?" Zhou Qingfeng looked at the piece of paper in his hand for an afternoon and had no clue, and when he heard Zhang's mother say that it was 'bookkeeping', he quickly turned his head and asked, "What kind of account is recorded on this?" ”

"Look at me, this old woman is just talking too much, and she will be wrong. The young master, who can write and calculate, naturally can't draw circles and keep accounts like us. It's really worth fighting! Zhang's mother jerked on her mouth. Zhou Qingfeng's little face sank and he shouted: "Okay, tell me what is written on this paper?" ”

"This should be the gambling debt owed by the family, and the mortgage is drawn." Zhang's mother pointed to a few circles on the piece of paper and said, "I owe more than a dozen taels of silver." She pointed to the black ink dot in the circle and said, "It's a handprint." ”

You're a sister!

This painting is more impressionistic than impressionism, if you don't understand it, who knows if it's an IOU?

"Can you tell who owes it?" Zhou Qingfeng continued to ask.

"It's ......." Zhang's mother hesitated, "The people who lend money in the city are all bad people, and those who can owe a dozen taels are not kind people." The mark painted on it looks like Zhao Miaozhu of the Dragon King Temple in the east of the city. ”

"Temple Zhu?"

"It is said to be a temple blessing, but in fact, it is the head of a group of beggars. On weekdays, he bullied and dominated the market, abducted women, collected and sold stolen goods, and did too many evil things. Even our family was trapped in a house by him a few years ago, and the grudge in it was big. But it is said that he has a little kinship with the Chinese army in the Thousand Households, and he has more than a dozen subordinates who can fight, so naturally no one can take care of it. ”

"Since your family has a grudge against Zhao Miaozhu, take this gambling debt IOU, can you ask Zhao Miaozhu for the silver?"

"The young master is a master of cultivating immortals, so you can naturally make a move. In exchange for a helpless small people like us, we will definitely be beaten out by Zhao Miaozhu and others. ”

After listening to Zhang's mother's explanation, Zhou Qingfeng already had a general understanding in his heart. Although he didn't have any money in his hand, he didn't value a dozen taels of silver too much. However, according to the statement in the "Traction Catalogue", the items that can make Zhou Qingfeng see purple must be of special use to him. Behind this piece of paper that shimmered with lilac brilliance, there might be something else waiting for Zhou Qingfeng.

The qi traction in this made Zhou Qingfeng have a full expectation for the items he could get in the end, and he really needed to strengthen his strength now.

"Mom Zhang, can you help me get these dozen taels of silver back?"

"Young master, you're making fun of me, a woman. Naturally, I can't. ”

"Can you help me find someone to do this?"

"If the young master asks for these dozen taels of silver, please ask the eldest or little master of the house to come out, and there should be a word of it. Why bother me? ”

The so-called 'big master' and 'little master' are Zhou Qingfeng's cheap master and brother, but how could Zhou Qingfeng go to them? He asked Mama Zhang again: "If you want to bring these dozen taels of silver, I won't take a penny, young master, and give it all to the person who contributes." What do you think? ”

Now Zhang's mother hesitated, a dozen taels of silver is not a small amount for a small family. Even if there are a few more people to divide it, it can be divided into one, two, two, or two. The poor can save some money and eat for a month. And if you really want to break Zhao Miaozhu's Dragon King Temple, there are more than a dozen taels of gold and silver in it.

Zhou Qingfeng saw that Zhang's mother was moved, and shouted again: "Zhang's mother, you look at me." ”

Look at my tricks, look at each other, confuse the mind!

Spiritual power, consciousness, imagination, Zhou Qingfeng forcibly loaded his will into the brain of the servant woman Zhang Ma through his gaze. When he casts the spell, the 'Yang Gui' in his body also seems to provide a certain potency amplification.

Zhou Qingfeng's spiritual power was insufficient to perform a complete spell, but for an ordinary woman who had already been said to have been moved, the 'Heart Confusion Technique' still had an effect. After he performed the spell, he said in a deep voice: "Mother Zhang, you also know that my master and senior brother are capable cultivators, but how can they make a move on such a trivial matter? Besides, if something happens, they will naturally carry it, what are you afraid of? ”

Zhang's mother was moved, but she was still thinking in her heart.

Zhou Qingfeng continued: "Do you know whose IOU it is? The famous ploppy Li Er in the city. Li Er was chopped to death by my master last night, so why should Zhao Miaozhu worry about it? You helped me find someone to do this, young master, I naturally don't treat you badly, this month's monthly silver will give you three dollars. If you are still hesitating, you do not know how to lift. ”

"This ......, this ......." Coercion and temptation, coupled with the influence of magic, Zhang's mother finally nodded and said: "There are many men and brothers in my family, and my mother's family also has a few uncles and nephews who can fight. Calling them should be able to help the young master get things done. However, the specific scene still needs to be presided over by the young master himself. ”

"That's natural, I'm going to do it myself."