Chapter 60: Life is like a drama that depends on acting skills (2)

I saw Yang Guang take a few steps to the bottom of the wall where the little lady was standing, and quickly cast the "Arcane Impact", and the powerful force field shock wave crashed into the wall, instantly knocking the masonry into four splashes, breaking a gap for him to enter and exit. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Next, Yang Guang strode into the courtyard through the gap, his hands swinging his sleeves very chicly, but in fact, he used the defensive effect of "shield technique" and "mage armor" to bounce away the fragments of masonry flying towards him.

This scene was seen by the little lady who looked back, leaving an unfathomable imprint of Yang Guang's skill in the depths of her soul.

Yang Guang grabbed a fist-sized masonry casually, recited the "Arrow Shooting Technique" and launched it as an arrow, and the masonry swept past the little lady half a foot away with a rapid whistling sound, which frightened the little lady to quickly lower her body, and ran faster with several consecutive ups and downs.

This spell can only allow Yang Guang to launch the items in his hand as arrows, and the accuracy or something has to be grasped by himself, unlike the magic missile that can be accurately hit as long as it locks on the target.

Yang Guang didn't plan to leave the little lady behind, otherwise he wouldn't need to make up something like "Shenlong Sect" to tell the other party, only by letting the little lady bring back today's news, could he shift the attention of the black-clothed man from Fang Shan's side to a non-existent master.

Seeing the figure of the little lady disappear from his field of vision, Yang Guang knew that he had succeeded most of his plan, and he had already achieved the part of "planning in people", as for whether the other party believed it or not, it could only be "done in the sky".

Yang Guang quickly cleaned up the scene and left with the load, how could the White Dragon Envoy of the Shenlong Sect care about a small shopkeeper in Yangzhou City? It is necessary to save people from other detours.

Soon the body of the maid lying in the back alley was discovered, and the murder case was naturally reported to the official, and it was too late to catch it after half an hour, and when they were investigating the scene, they accidentally found a meat ticket from the cellar that was not closed in the backyard.

As soon as the meat ticket was carried out, Zhao Wu, who was hiding in the crowd and pretending to be lively, immediately recognized that this man in his fifties and tortured was Fang Shan, the missing treasurer of his trading house.

Yang Guang, who had recovered his original appearance, "rushed to hear the news" within a few minutes and confirmed Fang Shan's identity. Zhao Wu, a capable young man, hired both the carriage and Lang Zhong almost on the back foot, and took Fang Shan back to heal and recuperate by himself.

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The gardener stretched out his stubby fingers and pressed hard under the ribs of the corpse that had turned into a maid, probing the wound inch by inch. After a long while, the gardener straightened up, wiped his hands with a damp cloth, and said, "What a powerful finger!" ”

"Altar Master, how's it going?" Seven or eight people, including the little lady, gathered around and looked at the gardener with inquiring eyes.

"There are three injuries on Miao Tong's body. The Tanzhong acupoint on the chest and the Zhangmen acupoint under the ribs were all volleyed by people with heavy techniques, and the person's recognition of the acupoints was not very accurate, but perhaps it was the conceit of his own skills, even if he failed to accurately point the acupoints, it was enough to restrain Miaotong. ”

"As for the tooth marks on Miaotong's ankles, it doesn't matter, I think it was that after that person captured Miaotong, he used snake venom to force him to ask about the secrets of the sect, and Miaotong was so unbearable to be tortured that he bit his tongue and committed suicide!"

"Miaotong's fingers seem to have been struck by lightning, and the meridians in her body are also slightly damaged, it should be that she was injured by the opponent's protective qi when she fought close to her body with a small grapple."

When the gardener said this, his face was a little solemn: "That person's skill is just to the yang, according to Zi Han, he can actually put the gang qi out to block the silver needle, and breaking the courtyard wall is also like destroying the withering and decaying, the old man's red sand palm is ashamed of himself, maybe only the sect leader's invincible magic can capture and kill this fang." ”

"Why should the altar master be arrogant, your red sand palm is both rigid and soft, how can it be compared to a few catties of brute force?" A man with a face full of flesh said loudly: "There is a way that a strong dragon does not suppress the head snake of the ground, and two fists are difficult to defeat four hands." As long as the altar master gives an order, we will immediately mobilize the brothers in the sect to find out the whereabouts of this person, kill him on the spot, and avenge the dead brothers in the sect! ”

"Yes, yes!" The little lady Zihan also nodded her head repeatedly.

"Humph!" The gardener snorted coldly, and forcefully stopped the little lady and said, "If you hadn't insisted on avenging the sword, you wouldn't have damaged Miaotong." Okay, from now on, if it is not necessary, you are not allowed to show up again, everyone can endure for more than a month, and don't spoil the major events that the sect leader has planned for many years, and they are all dispersed! ”

When there was only one gardener left in the room, he looked at the dead maid Miaotong, and said to himself: "Since the Divine Dragon Sect is named after the dragon, I believe it is also ambitious, I should report it to the sect leader immediately, if I can form an alliance with it, maybe it will help the sect master's great cause." ”

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After rescuing and returning to Fangshan, Yang Guang successively exchanged a whole 1 ton of industrial silver ingots into silver tickets, purchased a large amount of wood through his own "Zhao Ji Wood Store", and stored them in the warehouse.

Because of the case of Fang Shan's kidnapping, Yang Guang had contact with several fast arrest leaders in Yangzhou and the master in charge of the criminal name, but this is not a good thing, the other party came directly to the door to extort property, otherwise Yang Guang and others would be condemned as the internal response of Jiangyang thieves, and they would be arrested and tortured in prison.

Yang Guang knew very well that the other party was probably just lying and threatening, and he might not really do this, but if he didn't receive the money, he would definitely come to find some trouble for his wood shop every day in the future.

As an ordinary timber merchant, it is impossible for Yang Guang to use this cover identity to kill, and he has no connections to settle this matter, so he can only choose the most normal means of spending money to avoid disasters, and finally send those greedy guys away.

Obviously, he is a bitter master on his side, but he didn't say that he suffered a loss, and he was taken away by the people in the government for a hundred taels of silver, no wonder the ancient common people didn't want to see the officials even if they had something, and they really responded to the sentence "The yamen is open to the south, and there is no money to come in."

Every time he thought of this, Yang Guang sighed slightly, of course he didn't feel sorry for the silver or felt unhappy, but felt sorry for this era. As a foreign literati once said, "This is the best of times, this is the worst of times." ”

Obviously he has the most advanced firearms and navigation technology, but he was brutally destroyed and tied to himself. Obviously, he could become stronger, continue to expand around, and create an indestructible foundation, but he was sucked by people under various banners, fattening himself and making the giant's body decay a little bit. In the end, the weakened Ming Dynasty failed to withstand the severe cold of the Xiaoice River and collapsed to the ground in internal and external difficulties.

"What can I do for it?" Yang Guang asked himself and said this sentence softly.