"Ask where the silver is hidden, and then bring it back, and parade the streets tomorrow to show the public, and ask the vegetable market the day after tomorrow."

Wang Xu turned around, death is not terrible, what is terrible is that life is better than death, Zhang Deming was broken once, and he will never be able to stand up again in this life.

"My lord, don't kill me, I have something to do with your pacification envoys, my father died for the pacification envoys, you can't kill me!"

"Pacifier?"

Wang Xu paused slightly, turned around and asked, "Jiang Tianchen?" ”

"Yes, yes, my father told me before he died that he had done a great thing for the pacification envoy, and if you kill me, the pacification envoy will blame you."

Zhang Deming thought that he had grasped the life-saving straw, but he didn't know that Jiang Tianchen was already in the past.

"Big deal?"

Wang Xu frowned slightly, and soon a word flashed through his mind...... Tomb of King Yan.

Half a year ago, Jiang Tianchen discovered the tomb of King Yan and planned to take King Yan's funeral goods for himself, but he alarmed the zombies inside and fled with serious injuries.

As for how the tomb of King Yan was discovered, where the cemetery is, and how to get in, it has become a mystery with Jiang Tianchen's death.

Wang Xu also thought that he had no chance with the tomb of King Yan, but he didn't expect to turn around, and the mountains did not turn around, and he turned to this starting point again.

Recall that the time when Jiang Tianchen entered the tomb of King Yan was not half a year ago, and Zhang Deming's father also died half a year ago, so the time is just right.

"Boy, be sober, Jiang Tianchen is already in the past, and now it is Lord Wang who is standing in front of you who is in charge of our guard." Liao Qiang didn't know the tomb of King Yan, and he didn't know what the so-called big thing was, so he joked about Zhang Deming.

"Ahh

When Zhang Deming heard this, he was almost frightened, if Jiang Tianchen was gone, who could spare him from death.

"Young man, are you afraid of death?"

In fear, a faint voice came, Zhang Deming looked up and found that the Qianhu known as Lord Wang was nodding slightly to himself.

"I ask, you answer, let me be satisfied, spare your life!"

Wang Xu continued to use the sound transmission to enter the secret and asked, "Did your father tell you before he died that he was doing something for Jiang Tianchen?" ”

"I..." Zhang Deming opened his mouth and realized that he didn't know martial arts at all, and he could only speak if he wanted to.

Sensing Zhang Deming's embarrassment, Wang Xu waved his hand and ordered: "You go out first, I have something to ask him." ”

"Yes, sir."

The brocade guards retreated one after another, standing outside the door to wait for news.

Seeing that everyone had gone out, Wang Xu flicked his fingers, cut the rope on Zhang Deming's body with a true qi, and said with a smile: "Say it, it's up to you whether you can survive or not." ”

Zhang Deming stood up in fear, didn't dare to look at Wang Xu, lowered his head and replied: "One night, my father suddenly found me and said that he was doing a big thing for Master Jiang, and if it can be done, the Zhang family will benefit immensely." Then he disappeared for three days, and when he reappeared, he was covered in blood, and he only said three words with difficulty, and then he didn't work. ”

"What?" Wang Xu's eyes lit up and he asked impatiently.

"Tomb of King Yan, Lanruo Temple, don't go." This sentence was his father's last words before his death, and Zhang Deming remembered it very clearly.

"Tomb of King Yan, Lanruo Temple, don't go?"

Hearing this, Wang Xu fell silent, this is Lao Tzu's last words to his son before he died, it is impossible to say it casually.

And it is obvious that Zhang Deming's father did not finish speaking before he died, and these three sentences are intermittently difficult to connect.

Wang Xu pondered it for a while, and felt that the biggest meaning of this sentence might be that the tomb of King Yan was around Lanruo Temple, and there was danger there, so don't go.

As for whether it is or not, just go to Lanruo Temple to find out, if there is a cat there, Wang Xu doesn't believe that he can't find out.

"My lord, I've said everything I know, can you change your life?" Zhang Deming looked at him bumpy, for fear that Wang Xu would regret it.

Wang Xu smiled on his face and said softly: "Of course... No way! ”

Sou!

Reaching out and swiping lightly, his nails cut Zhang Deming's throat, his eyes widened in disbelief, clutching his neck to ask something.

Grunt...

With the sound of bubbles, Zhang Deming didn't ask anything, and fell heavily to the ground.

Wang Xu looked at Zhang Deming, who was desperately open-eyed and staring, and knew that he was questioning why he didn't tell his credit, so he said softly: "The secret that two people know is not a secret, I think you should understand, right?" ”

Hearing such an answer, Zhang Deming's eyes closed, and the corners of his mouth had a satisfied smile, as if he was affirming Wang Xu's words.

Wang Xu didn't care, he stepped over his corpse with his feet, walked all the way to the gate, and said: "Zhang Deming wants to escape, but he has been killed by me, and a few people go in to collect the body." ”

"My lord, the whereabouts of the silver taels..."Liao Qiang cautiously approached and asked without saying a word.

Wang Xu's expression froze, and he forgot to ask.

"You don't have to worry about the silver, I will hand it over to Tongshun Money." Wang Xu waved his hand impatiently, isn't it just 100,000 taels of silver, what is it compared to the tomb of King Yan.

Sensing that Wang Xu's tone was wrong, Liao Qiang quickly stepped back and didn't ask more, and secretly blamed himself for talking too much.

Soon, with the death of Zhang Deming, the silver two were handed over to Qian Zhuang by Wang Xu, and the case of losing the silver came to an end.

As for where the tax silver hidden by Zhang Deming is, it is destined to become a puzzle, maybe after a while, a stupid boy will find this batch of tax silver and embark on a rich and handsome career, but that is no longer Wang Xu's concern.

Guobei County...

"Turning around, it not only turned to the tomb of King Yan, but also involved Guobei County and Lanruo Temple, and fate is really impermanent. Hmph, it's been a week now, I don't know if I took Yan Shi away, Yan Chixia, who lived in seclusion and had no door, was like in the movie, helping the scholar Cui Hong gradually fight the ghost king, and went to Lanruo Temple to settle down after Cui Hong's death.

If so, go to Lanruo Temple just to find him for a drink, maybe in the tomb of King Yan, you can still use this person. ”

Walking in Guobei County, Wang Xu thought a little comfortably.

You must know that Yan Chixia's martial arts are not low, coupled with the Imperial Sword Technique, the half-hung King Kong spell, which has a strong restraint effect on demons and monsters.

In the fight of life and death, Wang Xu is confident that it must be Yan Chixia who will die, but it is better than catching demons and killing ghosts, or being bearded.

His sword technique, palm thunder, and vajra spell can exert 120% of the power of demons and monsters, and the old zombie in the tomb of King Yan can just be handed over to Yan Chixia to deal with.

As for what he refuses to do, it's simple, he will beat Yan eleven times when he goes back, and Yan Chixia is not distressed.

"Huh?"

Just thinking about it, Wang Xu suddenly stared at the restaurant next to the street.

At the door of the restaurant, there is a blind man with a fortune-telling banner in his arms and a mouth full of oil with a roast chicken gnawed.

"Huh!"

The blind man froze the chicken, sniffed his nose slightly, and muttered: "It's a familiar taste, there should be an acquaintance here, who is it?" ”

The blind man sniffed his nose vigorously, and after a while, his face changed greatly: "My good man, that master of the brocade guard is here!" ”

Sou!!

Under Wang Xu's visual inspection, the blind man's legs were weak, as if he was kneeling on the ground.

If you look closely, it is not, he escaped into the soil with half of his body, and then without waiting for Wang Xu to speak, the blind man took a few bites of the roast chicken in his hand, and disappeared into the soil.

"This pen!" Seeing that the blind man ran away without saying a word, Wang Xu shook his head slightly.

Run, run, the blind man still has some skills in his hands, this time he came over for the tomb of King Yan, and he didn't want to make any extraneous branches.

"Boss, a roast leg of lamb, a bowl of haggis soup, and a pot of good wine." Wang Xu walked in the door and sat in the lobby of the restaurant.

This restaurant is not a building, but a pavilion, divided into two floors, surrounded by a few gray curtains, and no walls as a shield.

It is not for nothing that Wang Xu chose this place, because unlike other places, this shop looks cleaner, because the room is in front of everyone's eyes, and you can see at a glance what you put and what you don't put in.

"Look at this kid, it's a stranger, it's not like it's from our side."

"I'm moved, be careful not to eat the fat sheep, but cause a commotion."

"I advise you not to act rashly, I don't believe you look at his boots, the road outside is so difficult, there is no dirt on the boots, you can know that there is a ghost at a glance."

"Hell, it's obviously a chick, it won't scare you all, if you don't do it, don't blame me for eating alone."

There were seven or eight tables in the gazebo, and after Wang Xu took his seat, the peeping and malice around him never stopped.

"Guest officer, leave quickly after eating, this is a place of right and wrong." The shopkeeper came up with a wine jug and a leg of mutton, and whispered beside Wang Xu.

Wang Xu smiled kindly, Guobei County is not a village in front of it, there is no store in the back, as the so-called poor mountains and bad waters come out of the people, but there are not many people with a clear conscience.

You know, here is more than 300 miles away from Fuzhou City, to the north is the boundary of Zhejiang, to the east is the boundary of Hangzhou, this kind of intersection of the three provinces is often the most chaotic.

If you want to survive here, you can't do it without some means, and even this restaurant that seems to be quite kind, Wang Xu doesn't believe that it has no backers.

But will he be afraid of these people, the answer is no, just a few little thieves, how can he look at it squarely.