If you want to say that Zhao Miaozhu of the Dragon King Temple in the east of Fushun City, it is well known. At the beginning, this Zhao Ye was penniless when he first arrived in Fushun, and took refuge in the former temple of the Dragon King Temple, and relied on mastering a group of beggars' homes. Later, he threw the former temple Zhu into the Hunhe River and fed the River Dragon King, and he became the number one person in Fushun City.

Later, Zhao Miaozhu Pan attached Zhao Yihe Zhao of Fushun Thousand Households, which can be regarded as gaining a firm foothold in this important town in eastern Liaodong. Others thought that Zhao Miaozhu must be a relative of Lord Zhao, but in fact, Zhao Miaozhu and Lord Zhao's concubine became relatives, but this did not prevent Zhao Miaozhu from bragging about his hard background everywhere.

The three sects and nine streams in Fushun City, the cow ghosts, snakes and gods, all have to be weighed when they hear Zhao Ye's name. Although the real big man with status would not care about such an unpopular temple as Zhao Ye, at least the people at the bottom really can't afford to provoke such a person. Even if he scolds him behind his back, he must be respectfully and respectfully called 'master' in person.

On this day, Zhao Miaozhu gave up his concubine in the nest early in the morning and came out of the side room. He wore a crown of five mountains, stepped on white cloud shoes, and put three incense sticks on the main hall of the Dragon King Temple, begging the Dragon King to bless the family with peace and prosperity. After a while, some of his subordinates came in from outside the palace to report.

"Zhao Ye, Li Er, who died the day before yesterday, still doesn't know who killed him? The old men over there didn't care, the corpse stinked after a long time, and it was hastily thrown into the grave yesterday and buried. We ran to ask, Li Er's death on the night he wanted to sleep in the city of a newly widowed little lady, it is said that the door was smashed open, but someone knocked him hard with a stick. ”

The subordinates inquired fairly clearly, and basically explained the matter. But Zhao Miaozhu frowned, and his heart was very unhappy, as if he had been pricked with a thorn.

The various forces in Fushun City have nothing to do with each other, everyone has a rat road, a snake has a snake road, and there is nothing to do and will not cross the border to infringe on the interests of others. If there is a contradiction between the various forces, there is a good omen, and those who can negotiate peacefully try to find a high-prestige notarization, and everyone will discuss it.

If you don't agree with each other, that's a trick to bully the little people. But Li Er's death was too sudden, which shows that he was an unruly guy. This must be a novice from outside, not afraid of the sky, not afraid of the earth, reckless and reckless without talking about the consequences.

Zhao Miaozhu has been in Fushun for so many years, and he is also a person with a family and a business, so he doesn't like this kind of emergency. But he has been checking for two days, and there is no news at all, which makes him even more uneasy.

"Who else is in Li Er's family?" Zhao Miaozhu asked.

"Li Er is a muddy splash, how can he have any family?" Oh yes. We didn't find the IOU on Li Er's corpse. ”

Li Er got a batch of red goods not long ago and put them here to sell them in Zhao Miaozhu. Zhao Miaozhu gave a rough estimate of the price of the goods, saying that he would pay the bill after the goods were sold. Although both Li and Li are dead, Zhao Miaozhu can swallow the goods and not admit it. But he still hoped to get the IOU back and settle a matter on his mind.

But the IOU was gone.

"Strange, who took that IOU?" Zhao Miaozhu muttered a little in his heart. Li Er was an illiterate bastard, and the IOUs he set up circled to represent the amount of money. But the IOU he gave to Li Erli was not a dozen taels, and Zhang's mother's interpretation of the IOU was a little biased, but there was a painting of Zhao Miaozhu on it, but it was correct.

When he got up early in the morning, he panicked, Zhao Miaozhu always felt that Li Er's death was not so simple, he always wondered who killed Li Er. And the person he was pondering had already killed him at this moment.

The Dragon King Temple in Fushun is outside the city, on the north bank of the Hunhe River. As soon as it was light, the city gates opened, and the flow of people increased. Those who carry dung, those who work in agriculture, those who work as laborers, those who do business and small trade, and all kinds of people come in and out. More than a dozen men and women dressed in ordinary clothes came out of the city and silently marched towards the Dragon King Temple. One of them was an eight-year-old who followed, but no one noticed.

Outside the city, the terrain is open, the fields are verdant, and farmers with their heads down can be seen everywhere. A group of people from the city walked along the Tiankan road, first entering the courtyard of a farmhouse outside the city to rest temporarily. Zhang's mother, who was in charge of exploring the way, set off first, went to the Dragon King Temple to pray for blessings and throw a few sesame oil money, plus to investigate the situation.

Zhou Qingfeng looked curiously everywhere in the courtyard of the farmhouse, the well, the rattan trellis, the grinding plate, the low house, everything in the northern village in the late Ming Dynasty was full of freshness. The other people who came with him, whether standing or sitting, were also looking at him.

The day before yesterday, Zhou Qingfeng used the 'mind confusion' to move the servant woman Zhang's mother, and that night, Zhang's mother invited her man and an uncle from her mother's family over. Zhou Qingfeng still had ten taels of silver left in his hand, and he was very arrogant to invite two honest old men to drink wine and eat meat, and then told him his previous plans.

The two old men are not very old, both in their forties, their foreheads are full of wrinkles one by one, and the calluses on their hands are like nail pieces, thick and scraping. Zhou Qingfeng was a little disappointed when he saw their rustic appearance, although he hoped that the people he recruited would be honest and obedient, but he was not bringing in some old farmers who were as docile and stupid as sheep.

However, after trying to exert influence with the 'Mind Confusion Technique', Zhou Qingfeng soon discovered that these two seemingly emaciated Liaodong men had quite strong willpower, and he couldn't influence them at all.

The boundary of Liaodong is not very peaceful, and those barbarians outside the gate fight and kill all day and night, and the Han people inside the pass also live tightly. But I have to say that in order to survive, the men in the north have a ruthlessness that can seize opportunities.

Zhou Qingfeng 'pulled the tiger skin and pulled the big flag', and after he brought out his master and brother as a guarantee, the two sides began to discuss the details - Zhang's mother's man's surname is Wang, and he drinks hard, but her uncle lives more. Zhou Qingfeng called them 'Uncle Wang' and 'Uncle Zhang', which was considered close.

During the negotiation, Zhou Qingfeng asked straightforwardly, "I'm very happy that the two of you can come." What do you think of what I'm talking about? If you think that I am young and ignorant, you can naturally go back, and I will invite you to this meal today. If you want to make a windfall, you might as well spread it out. If you have any doubts and difficulties, it is better to explain them as soon as possible. ”

"Young master, you are young and capable of doing great things, and we are naturally very impressed by our bitter haha. But such a big matter, don't the lord of your mansion come out to talk about it? That Uncle Zhang looked kind, but he didn't let go of the details.

"Hehe...... not to mention whether this is a big deal. Even if it is, do you think you are qualified to talk to my master? Zhou Qingfeng raised his hand casually, and a small fireball flashed on his fingers. His spiritual power is small now, and his magic skills are weak, but it's good to put a fireball out and pretend to be forced, and it is definitely enough to bluff people.

During this time, Gu Yuanwei ran outside every day, and always felt that he should stay at home honestly as a little apprentice. But in fact, it's not like that at all, a guy like Zhou Qingfeng, who has no discipline, uses Gu Yuanwei's banner to fool people at every turn.

Listening to Zhou Qingfeng's mocking words, Uncle Zhang, who had a simple face, was not dissatisfied, especially when he saw the flames released by Zhou Qingfeng, but he felt that the child in front of him was young, but he was a person with real skills. After all, class differences in this world do exist, and the superior people are rarely kind to the inferior, and they are not arrogant.

"Don't hide it from the young master, my Lao Zhang was also a member of the horse gang back then, and if he has the right opportunity, he will lick the blood with a knife and do some business." Uncle Zhang opened his mouth, revealing a crooked big yellow tooth and laughing, "Later, when I got old and became a family, I stopped doing this." ”

Zhou Qingfeng pretended not to care, waiting for the other party to continue. But he scolded loudly in his heart: ", is this family a horse bandit?" ”

Uncle Zhang continued: "We are digging in the field, and it is difficult to fill our stomachs after a year of tiredness. Now that my family has a large population, I have always wanted to find a backer to make some money. I came here today to find out if the young master is reliable here. ”

Lao Zhang in front of him stared at himself and smiled, Zhou Qingfeng could feel that the other party was not a fuel-efficient lamp. But he could only bite the bullet and continue to pretend to say: "Actually, I also want to know if you can let me come in handy?" If it's just a bunch of farmers who can only farm and can't even kill a chicken, then I'll have to find someone else to do it. ”

An old man and a young man find out each other's bottom line, and no one can figure out the details of the other party, and the two sides can only look at each other at a stalemate. Just when Zhou Qingfeng felt that he was a 'monk' master, and he shouldn't surrender his identity and let the other party test for too long, Uncle Wang, who had only eaten and drunk, suddenly dropped the chicken bones in his hand and said, "Young master, how many people do you want to work for you?" ”

Oh......? Could it be that Lao Tzu looked away, and it was this Uncle Wang who looked at the wilted hair who could call the shots? Zhou Qingfeng turned his head and looked him up and down.

"Zhao Miaozhu of the Dragon King Temple has no more than a dozen subordinates who can fight, and there are only seven or eight people who live in the Dragon King Temple every day. The place of the Dragon King Temple is not big, two before and after, a total of seven or eight wings. The place is out of the ordinary, and it's not easy to call for help if something happens. But we still have to move fast and get things done. ”

Zhou Qingfeng casually drew the architectural layout of the interior of the Dragon King Temple, which was written by Wang Kunpeng in his own miscellaneous book, "I need twice as many manpower to attack from the front and back doors, and it is best to make no one in it escape." Maybe by the time we're done with this ticket, no one will know what's going on? ”

Zhou Qingfeng's layout drawings are clear and clear, and the plans he makes are simple and feasible. He even arranged for Zhang's mother to go to the Dragon King Temple to explore the way in advance, and also asked someone to watch the wind around the Dragon King Temple to warn, and asked everyone to mask and kill them, and also arranged for someone to answer the back road.

What the hell can an eight-year-old kid come up with? The plan is organized, the division of labor is simple and clear, and the response is efficient and smooth. The two old men really felt that they looked down on the kid in front of them, you must know that in ancient times when there was widespread illiteracy, it was very rebellious to have the ability to plan as a whole, and to be a commander must be a person with long-term experience and brains.

Although the matter in front of me is small, the whole arrangement is watertight and well-organized, and it is breathtaking. This is more convincing than the tiger skin that Zhou Qingfeng pulled.

"I have to set a rule in advance, the gold and silver property of the Dragon King Temple must be more than a dozen taels, I can divide the money less, if you want to kill people and set fires, I don't care. But what I grabbed must be distributed by me first, and I am not allowed to embezzle privately. If someone is disobedient in the killing, you can blame me for being rude. Zhou Qingfeng felt that he was the most handsome to say tonight, and the two old men were frightened by him.

"What the big boss said is that when I was in the horse gang, I hated those who didn't listen to orders and messed around in private. When everyone comes out to mix, they naturally have to talk about the rules. If you don't follow the rules, you will cut him with a knife. I didn't know that Uncle Zhang was touched by that nerve, and suddenly shouted extremely excitedly.

"Nonsense!" Instead, Uncle Wang whispered to Uncle Zhang on the side: "What is the 'big master', this is Young Master Zhou who wants to cultivate immortals, he is very expensive, but he is not the bandit who mixed with you back then." It's not okay to compensate the young master yet. ”

"Yes, yes......." Uncle Zhang hurriedly slapped his mouth and apologized. Zhou Qingfeng waved his hand to stop: "Eh......, the 'big master' sounds good." Since I'm going to rob the house, the name should be pleasing to the ear, so I will be called 'the big master', and I like it. ”

The two old men also laughed along, and felt that it was quite pleasant to call the 'big boss'.

With Zhou Qingfeng planning and directing behind the scenes, a robbery team of more than a dozen people was put together. After two days of preparations, he led the team to approach the Dragon King Temple and hid in a nearby farmhouse. After a while, Zhang's mother, who went to listen to the news, sent a message that everything was as usual in the temple, and the enemy's defense was extremely lax and unnoticed.

In the courtyard, Uncle Zhang and Uncle Wang, who were the leaders of the team, came to Zhou Qingfeng together and asked, "Big boss, do you want to do it?" ”

"Can you go back empty-handed when you come?" Zhou Qingfeng jumped onto a millstone in the yard, his little face was tense, and he raised his hand viciously and shouted: "Brothers, copy the guy and follow me." Whether you eat dry or drink thin in the second half of your life depends on today! ”