When it rains, there is always a smell of grass in the air.

Unlike other places, the entire hilly county is shrouded in an aura of slaughter.

A few days ago, a scholar killed the county master in public!

The county lord of the fish and meat people and the master who bullied people all returned to dust and dust on this day.

Before leaving, the scholar took off the plaque of the county government and carved the word "justice" on it with a kitchen knife!

As soon as this incident came out, it immediately caused an uproar!

As soon as Xinzhi County, which took office, came to Hilly County, he swore an oath in front of all the people with great fanfare to find out the murderer!

For a time, the hilly county became "lively".

The portrait of the wanted Li Qingshan was spread all over the streets and alleys.

On the other side, in a quiet mountain village, there is a flourishing osmanthus forest.

Walking into the depths, you can see two tombs standing side by side.

The tombstones read "Zhang Yi" and "Wu Xiu" respectively.

In front of the grave was a dew-stained osmanthus branch and a bowl of osmanthus cake with a little warmth......

Li Qingshan, who was dressed in a faded robe and carrying a book bag on his shoulder, held a piece of osmanthus cake that looked like a flatbread in his hand, and ate it bite by bite.

The wet grass is a little muddy to step on, and it makes a sticky sound with every step.

Seeing the non-stop rain, Li Qingshan glanced back...... It's the direction of that osmanthus forest.

"Sister Xiu's craft, I still can't reach it."

......

Spring thunder sounds, everything grows!

In the sting season, the weather is always cloudy, and the rain does not stop as if it doesn't need money.

Smack!

Li Qingshan put down the brush and handed the letter in front of him to the little girl in front of him: "Come, Xiao Mo take it." ”

"Thank you, sir!" The little girl with pigtails was about ten years old, and she smiled childishly as she looked at the letter in her hand.

Li Qingshan smiled and nodded: "Well, let's go." ”

Xiao Mo stuffed the letter into her sleeve, walked to Li Qingshan's side, and spread out her white and tender little hands: "Sir, I don't have any money, this is for you in exchange, is it okay?" ”

Looking at the round and bright red hawthorn, Li Qingshan took it with a smile: "Naturally, it can." ”

Seeing this, Xiao Mo thanked her again, then turned around and ran into the distance.

A pair of pigtails swayed regularly, like a pair of cheerful elves.

"Scholar, look at the stall you have set up here for these days, but you have earned a piece of hawthorn, if you continue like this, won't you starve to death?"

"Why don't you be my apprentice, at least you can eat every day."

A pork stall owner adjacent to Li Qingshan's side said with a smile.

Li Qingshan shook his head and smiled: "Thank you for your kindness, scholars are still a little resistant to the slaughtering profession." ”

"Courage is all practiced...... Besides, if you are only asked to kill pigs, but you are not allowed to kill people, what are you afraid of? The pig's head stall owner said with a smile.

In this regard, Li Qingshan just smiled and waved his hand, and did not say anything more.

The pork stall owner was also interested, and seeing that the other party didn't care about him, he returned to his stall and continued to sell.

Half a decade ago, Li Qingshan went all the way west and came to this village.

Although he has dozens of taels of silver on him, he can't sit back and eat empty, right?

Thinking of setting up a stall to earn some living expenses, he settled here.

Business in this place is even worse, and the people in the village will hardly ever step out of this village.

Naturally, there is no need to spend money on writing letters.

As for why Li Qingshan still insists on staying here?

Is it because by chance, he had heard that there was a gang of rogues who would come here every half a month to sweep and collect some protection money?

Count the days, the time of this rogue attack is today.

Closing his eyes, Li Qingshan turned on the Spark Technique.

[Spark Recipe: Yellow Order One Product (72%)]

[100 Starfires have been transported today (the limit has been reached!) ）】

[Get Shouyuan: Three days!] 】

[Current lifespan: 42 years!] 】

The two knives cut out in Hilly County directly burned his ten-year life.

In exchange for "fairness" and the soaring progress of the cultivation of the Spark Technique.

After really using that [Time Slash], he knew that although the cultivation of the Spark Technique would burn his longevity, it would be able to greatly improve his cultivation progress.

At present, the effect of Xinghuo Jue is only to drive away the cold and keep warm, accelerate the metabolism of new life and other basic pranayama effects.

When it is upgraded, I don't know if there will be another skill that does not require longevity.

Click...... Click......

The dense sound of horses' hooves came from far and near.

The ink in the inkstone also caused a ripple because of the tremor of the ground.

"Scholar, do you have any money?"

"The rogue has come to collect the monthly payment!"

"Scholar! Why don't I give you some? ”

The pork stall owner shouted a few words at Li Qingshan.

It's just that he didn't wait for Li Qingshan's response, and a group of rogues had already come closer.

The leader of the rogue was riding a tall horse under his crotch, holding a silver glittering curve in his hand, and a scar that spanned his entire face made him look like a demon.

"Old rules! Queue up to pay your monthly payment! ”

"It starts with you!"

After the pork stall owner was ordered, he hurriedly walked out of the stall, took out fifty copper coins from his waist with trembling hands, and handed them to a rogue with his head bowed and both hands.

"Less!"

"This month's monthly payment is 100 yuan!"

The rogue who took the money narrowed his eyes and kicked the pork stall owner over.

One hundred texts!

It's doubled!

The villagers who lined up in two long lines were silent!

Just half a month's work, where do they make so much money?

The pork stall owner who was kicked to the ground took out thirty-two copper coins from his arms, and said in a trembling voice: "Business has not been good for half a month, so that's it......"

The rogue who was in charge of collecting the money grabbed the pork stall owner, and when he went up, he punched him twice, and his eyes were full of gold stars: "One penny less, unload a finger from you!" ”

"With the addition of hands and feet, you can only keep two fingers...... Think about it, which two sticks do you want to keep? ”

The pork stall was so frightened that his lips turned purple, and he pointed to the pork stall behind him: "Guys, I have fresh pork here, is it feasible to take it to the front?" ”

"I will definitely make up for that money next time, I will definitely make up for it!"

"There's really no money at the moment!"

The rogue who collected the money was just about to have a seizure, and the leader of the rogue coughed lightly: "That's it, it's not easy for everyone, just pay enough for one person to pay eighty yuan!" ”

As soon as they heard that there was less than 20 yuan, the villagers who were still a little rebellious suddenly died down!

If they can afford it, then they don't want to work hard, and they don't dare to work hard!

However, when his gaze turned, an eye-catching figure was reflected in the cloudy eyes of the leader Kou.

When did this scholar come?

Why do you dare to pick up the pen and write the text at such a time?