Following the path pointed by the old beggar, the two soon found the rich bank.

I saw that this rich money village stood majestically in the east of Chizhou City, like standing out from the crowd, and it was so incompatible with the surrounding buildings.

The towering front door stood majestically and proudly, and the bright red paint was full of patchwork of gold nails. The gold nails shine brightly in the sunlight.

But the two of them had no intention of looking at the magnificence of the front door, because the front door was full of human heads!

once commented on whether a person is rich or noble, all of them are talking about how wide the façade of his mansion is. For example, if the door is like a market, there can be a market in front of the door, so think about it, the door face must be very big.

The mansion of the gold ingot, the door face will naturally not be small. Not only is it not small, but it is outrageously big.

How big is it? Big enough to line up thousands of heads!

For the first time, Chen Zhinan knew that using a head could also show his identity and status.

But what is the point of landing on the head, even if it was once rich and rivaling the country, even if it was infinite in the past?

Ay! Chen Zhinan sighed deeply about this, because gold ingots are not worthwhile, and for all those who are greedy for wealth in ancient and modern times.

The world knows that the gods are good,

Only gold and silver cannot be forgotten.

In the end, I only hate to gather much,

and for a long time。。。。。。

Eyes closed!

I only hate the red walls and green tiles, which are still as bright as in the past, and the carved beams are still as vivid as in the past. But things are not people, in the old days, didn't the Feiyan in front of Wang Xie Tang also enter the homes of ordinary people?

At this time, there are many masters of the three grades of the various factions wandering in front of the door, looking around at the pedestrians, the swords in their hands are bright and flickering with the light of the sun, no one's swords are in the sheath, they seem to be ready to accept the baptism of blood in real time, there is a trace of urgency between everyone's eyebrows, and they seem to be waiting for someone to take the initiative to come to the door to die. Their killing intent was not concealed in the slightest, and a bloodthirsty light flickered in their eyes.

Chen Zhinan and Liu Menghan looked at this group of masters from afar, and their eyes alone made the two of them furious.

"These people feel so terrible, they don't even look like people, but like irrational beasts." Chen Zhinan whispered to Liu Menghan.

"These disciples must have been the ones who slaughtered the women and children yesterday, because the women and children didn't have the strength to fight back, so they killed too happily and didn't encounter any resistance, so their emotions were too high, and they couldn't even control their own killing intent, and the various sects were also worried that if such people returned to the sect, they would definitely bring certain danger to the sect, so it was better to let them stay here and let them go back after their mentality stabilized." Liu Menghan explained softly to Chen Zhinan.

"These animals!" Hearing Liu Menghan's explanation, Chen Zhinan's eyes widened and he scolded angrily. It's just that before the words came out, they were gently blocked by Liu Menghan with that slender soft wattle.

Chen Zhinan just wanted to break free from Liu Menghan's slender jade hand holding him, when suddenly, a scholar-like person appeared in the field of vision of the two.

The scholar was covered in dust, his hair was disheveled, and it seemed that he should have traveled a short distance to get here. The scholar hurriedly came to the door of the rich bank, and anxiously asked these disciples, "Ladies and gentlemen, I heard that the rich money bank is gone?" ”

"Huh? Are you related to rich banks? The eyes of the disciple who was questioned suddenly flashed with dazzling light, and he stared at the scholar in a daze, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What about the collateral in the bank?" The scholar didn't notice the strangeness of the disciple's tone, and then asked, "A few days ago, my father died, and my family was poor and unable to treat the funeral, so I mortgaged the ancestral good inkstone. That inkstone is an ancestral thing, since you young heroes have taken over this rich bank, I wonder if you can let me redeem the inkstone? ”

"Inkstone? What inkstone? What you mortgaged is mortgaged to a rich bank, and you want to redeem it, so go and tell the people in the rich bank, what nonsense do you talk to me. The corners of the disciple's mouth curled up and he said with a sneer.

"But, isn't there no longer that rich bank?" The scholar asked suspiciously.

"What does it matter to me whether I have money or not? Why don't you get out of here? The disciple laughed, kicked the scholar in front of him a few meters with one kick, spat on the ground, and said disdainfully.

"This inkstone is a treasure of my family, passed down from generation to generation, my father sees it as extremely heavy, if I lose it, it is a great unfilial piety. If I hadn't been for my father's funeral, I would never have mortgaged it, if I lost it, I'm sorry for my father, I'm sorry for my ancestors, please have mercy on me, you can raise your noble hand and return the inkstone to me, I can't live without this inkstone. The scholar got up from the ground with difficulty, ignoring the dust on his body, and ran forward again, hugged the disciple's thigh with both hands, and pleaded bitterly.

"Get out!" The disciple kicked the scholar away again, this time with much greater force than the last time, the scholar fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood, which should have broken the scholar's internal organs.

"Who TM took your inkstone? The things in this house have been cleaned up by Thorn Shi and the heads of various factions, and Lao Tzu TM doesn't even have a mouthful of soup, so he still pays you back? Give you back the dog JB! This rich money bank colluded with Dajin and has already killed the Nine Clans, if you stay here and don't leave, you will be his comrade, don't blame me for being rude! The disciple scolded angrily.

"Collusion with Daikin? Haha, rich money banks collude with big gold? Why don't you say that he has money and wants to unify the world? It's a joke, this is just a sham planted by you sects who take a fancy to other people's money and kill people! I don't believe it, you called your master, I want to ask him face to face, I want to get my inkstone back face to face! The scholar wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with one hand, supported his body with the other hand, and slowly stood up. A stunned scholarly anger came to his head, and he didn't care about it, and scolded his disciple angrily.

"Hehe, defending the rich bank? If you really collude with the rich bank, then don't blame me for killing you! When the disciple heard the scholar's angry reprimand, he didn't laugh angrily, and rushed to the scholar with a long sword in his hand.

"Nope! You can't kill me! I'm a lifter, I'm famous, you can't 。。。。。。! Before the scholar finished speaking, a pillar of blood had already risen into the sky, and the column of blood pierced the sky, paused for a few seconds, and then sprinkled on the ground like rain. The scholar's head was first picked up by the sword body, and before it landed, the blood pillar had spurted out, and then pushed the person's head to the sky, and the human head lingered in the sky for a long time before it rolled to the ground because the blood flowed cleanly, and some of them bounced three bullets on the ground, rolled several feet, and then stopped, and at this time, the scholar's body also fell to the ground.