The snow cleared, and the morning sun shone on the white snow, glowing with a dazzling white light.

The two horses slept well last night, with the snow pit dug by Lin Beichen, and the aura poured into their bodies, but overnight, the skeletal muscles of the two horses were much stronger.

Lin Beichen knocked on the wheel, and the two horses jumped out of the snow pit like psychic, put on the carriage cover, and pulled the carriage slowly on the road.

Today's carriage is smoother and more powerful than yesterday.

The snow was deeper today than yesterday, but the two horses were running steadily and fast as if they had grown wings.

In this kind of season, you won't see a pedestrian on the road, if there is, it's an immortal cultivator like Lin Beichen, but immortal cultivators are not everywhere, so there is nothing on the road.

Lin Beichen had already tortured the location of the Su family to receive the village god from Ma San's mouth, but fortunately, it was not in Kyoto City, but in Sujiazhuang outside the city. By the way, to Lin Beichen's surprise, Ma San turned out to be his real name, not a fake name.

Sujiazhuang is the private property of the Su family, and the emperor's order here is not as good as the order of the head of the Su family.

Lin Beichen saw the red flag of Sujiazhuang from a distance, which was particularly conspicuous in this endless snow.

Unfolding the map of Tianguan, Lin Beichen carefully distinguished, there are three Danshi in this Sujiazhuang, and the rest are small miscellaneous soldiers, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

However, there is one thing that is different, that is, the people in Sujiazhuang are obviously stronger than people in other places, and they are vigorous.

The entire Sujiazhuang is like a small city, with a wall more than three meters high, and when Lin Beichen came to Sujiazhuang, the guards on the city wall outside Sujiazhuang had already shouted, "Who is it?"

Lin Beichen shouted loudly, "Ma San, I have captured three village gods, and I am here to receive the reward!"

The strong guard stared at Ma San for a few moments, and then waved his hand below, and the gate of Sujiazhuang slowly opened.

Lin Beichen walked into Sujiazhuang and was surprised to find that this was not a manor at all, but a barracks, no wonder from the map of Tianguan, the people in the manor were all vigorous.

Lin Beichen was led to a short distance away, where a special office was set up to store the village gods and distribute prizes.

Lin Beichen waited for a long time, and the talents in the office came listlessly, looking at Lin Beichen as if he was looking at an enemy.

I thought that no one would come to send the village god in this icy and snowy place, they dozed off on the fire at home, and the small day was very comfortable, but they didn't expect Lin Beichen to come, and they had to run to work from the warm stove with snow, and the cold wind blew them shivering.

A scribe sighed into his hand, unfolded the file, poured some water into the clumped ink cartridge, and grinded it vigorously for a moment before glancing at Lin Beichen and said, "Name."

"Ma San."

The scribe took note of it and continued, "Origin."

"Xiliu Village on the outskirts of Beijing."

A man who had built a foundation came up and said, "It's all in this jar?"

Lin Beichen said: "The two village gods are in the altar!"

The man took out a mirror, and then slapped the talisman on the altar with one palm, and the injured village god immediately jumped out, but before he could use his means, he was accepted by the mirror.

In the mirror, the village god seems to be mired in a fog, groping around with his hands outstretched.

The man stared at him for a moment and said, "Third class."

Later, the village god in another altar was also included in the mirror.

"It's still third-class, this kind of waste is not worth our trip on a snowy day!"

The scribe on the side thought so, and said directly: "These two village gods are injured, which is equivalent to a disability, and they can only give you a reward of thirty percent!"

Obviously, this scribe hated Lin Beichen for causing him to come to work on a snowy day, so he deducted the reward.

Lin Beichen looked displeased, but in fact he was happy in his heart, he was trying to make things bigger, catch a few ghosts and throw them into hell, and ask the Su family what they wanted to do.

These two scribes are ordinary people, and they really don't have negative yin virtue, and Lin Beichen is not easy to attack them, and although the cultivation of the village god is a foundation building realm,

But it's also a chick who has never killed anyone.

This shows that this guy has a good background, is well protected, and doesn't need to fight with others to fight for cultivation resources, probably a second-generation official.

Lin Beichen immediately said angrily: "I said that I would give ten taels of gold and six qi and blood pills, your Su family is not even a word, and if it spreads, I am afraid that the prime minister will also lose face!"

Sure enough, at this moment, the two scribes in the room and the monk all had cold faces, and the scribe had sharp teeth and sneered, "Oh, what? Do you still want to make my family's Prime Minister Haruka? I see that you are impatient to live, and there are still thirty percent of the rewards for you, and now, you don't give a penny, you are soft, kneel and kowtow, and let you go, if you don't accept it, hehe, the peony garden in the backyard is in need of fertilizer, just put you in!"

Lin Beichen snorted coldly and said: "I only take my share, I have to give it today and I have to give it if I don't give it, I don't believe that there will be no royal law in your Su family, it's a big deal, let's go to the lawsuit, sue the prime minister, and see if your Su family is polite, or I am polite!"

Hearing that Lin Beichen was going to sue, the faces of the three of them were stiff, although they were above board to accept the village god here, but some things were not called three, two, three, and I was afraid that it would be more than tens of thousands of catties.

The steward told them to keep a low profile and never make things bigger, after all, this kind of thing can't stand up to officials.

And now Ma San is saying that he is going to go to a lawsuit, isn't this stabbing them in the heart with a knife?

The scribe suddenly became gentle, and said with a smile: "Oh, I'm just talking casually, what should be given to you will definitely be given to you, our Su family will give ten taels if they say they will give ten taels, and if they say they will give six Qi and Blood Pills, they will give them six."

As he spoke, he nodded to the other scribe and said, "Go get your reward."

The scribe smiled and nodded, and then exited the room.

Lin Beichen naturally knew that that guy was going to call someone, so he pretended to be annoyed and continued to roar: "Don't think that you can do whatever you want under the banner of the Su family, it really makes Lao Tzu anxious, Lao Tzu not only wants to go to the yamen to complain, but also to sue the royal family, so that your entire Su family can't eat and go around."

The scribe's forehead was bruised, but his face was smiling like a flower: "Hahahama brothers, where do you say this? I was just joking with you, and the reward for your money will be delivered soon."

Lin Beichen's face turned a little pale: "It's pretty much the same, are you kidding?" You'd better keep your head down and talk when you see me in the future."

The smile on the scribe's face began to stiffen a little.

And at this moment, a group of people broke in.

At the head are three foundation building monks, two of them are immortal wind bones, and their skin is quite good-looking, and they are the kind of characters who are pampered at first glance.

The scribe gritted his teeth and said, "Take this dog thing down for me, hehehe, Lao Tzu gave you face, do you really climb up the pole?" Don't you look at what you are?"

The three foundation-building monks, plus the foundation-building monk in the original room, a total of four surrounded Lin Beichen in the center. In addition, there are dozens of guards plus seven or eight Qi refining cultivators, which can be said to be a net of heaven and earth.

It can be seen that this scribe was also a very cautious figure, and this layout basically ensured that it would be impossible for ordinary monks to escape from here.

Unless it's a Jindan-level monk.

And the Jindan-level monk didn't bother to come and receive a few Qi and Blood Pills at all, let alone the ten taels of gold.

Lin Beichen looked around at everyone, and one by one the data jumped in his eyes, this Sujiazhuang does seem to have a rich atmosphere, and there are so many thugs who have few lives on their backs, which shows that there is no dispute here, and no one dares to provoke.

One of the three foundation building monks headed by that stood out was Yinde-38.

Lin Beichen bowed slightly, that's it!

Lin Beichen pointed at him and said, "What's your name?"

The man was not tall, with a scar on his face, he was the most plainly dressed of several people, and he looked quite excluded, after all, everyone else grew up as a foundation building monk by relying on his family background, only he grew up by killing people and looting resources, and the two sides would definitely not be able to urinate in the same pot, and others would definitely not look down on a monk like him who had cultivated at the bottom.

The man snorted coldly: "Dong Qiliang! Do you know your grandfather's name and sue him after he dies?"

Lin Beichen didn't talk nonsense, stepped forward with an arrow step, and punched Dong Qiliang directly in the chest.

Many people here have seen a killing, although they have not personally participated in the killing, but they have never seen a person explode.

It's the kind of scene where skin, bones, flesh, and internal organs are splattered everywhere.

The feeling of hot blood and internal organs slapping on his face.

At this moment, Lin Beichen beat Dong Qiliang with one punch!

The small room was littered with splatters of blood and shredded flesh.

How could these guards, Qi cultivators, and even the three Foundation Building Cultivators ever see such a scene?

was immediately shocked, and then let out a frightened scream, desperately rushing to the door, wanting to get away from Lin Beichen as soon as possible, but the gate was crushed.

The reason why Lin Beichen put down such a heavy hand was completely out of good intentions, if he didn't put such a heavy hand and didn't scare them, would they stop in front of Lin Beichen, kill or not kill at that time?

If you kill them, Lin Beichen will have to bear the negative yin virtue, and there is also the concept of killing innocent people by mistake for Lin Beichen.

These guys were scared away, but Lin Beichen still left one of them, the scribe.

At this moment, he was already urinating in his ass, and a foul smell suppressed all the bloody gas around him.

Lin Beichen pinched his nose and said, "Where are all the village gods you have collected stored?"

The scribe was already frightened at this time, Lin Beichen asked him coldly, and suddenly his eyes rolled, and he passed out directly!

Lin Beichen threw it on the ground in disgust, and at this time, the streamer of the three Danshi had already appeared outside the room.

When Lin Beichen walked out of the room, he saw the three Danshi each on their own, looking down at him condescendingly.

These three Danshi have the appearance of immortal cultivators, and each of them has a Yin Virtue Index of at least -300 or more.

Only by catching such a character can the reason why the Su family arrested the village god be clear, and even, they may not know, but at least they know some fur.

As for Dong Qiliang who he just killed or the scribe who fainted in fright, they are all small characters and have very limited knowledge.

"Friend, this is Sujiazhuang, the territory of the Su family in the capital, you must know this!" A man with white hair asked.