"Lord Yin!"

"Altar Master!"

“……”

The beggars did not hear the sound of the knife, and for a while their faces were dazed, and they couldn't care about anything else when they saw this, and they all rushed towards the backyard with shouts.

Before they reached the backyard, a roar came from inside.

"How daring!"

"You dare to commit such a murder in the beggar gang station, you deserve to die!"

It's Yin Fang, Yin Tan Master!

With a roar, a blazing force roared out, and the backyard suddenly seemed to turn into a furnace, and there was even a strong wind and waves.

Yin Fang is nicknamed 'Wind and Fire Divine Dragon', one is because of his personality like a fierce wind and fire, and the other is because of the unique method he cultivates and has a scorching internal strength.

Six Yang Palms!

This palm is blazing, and the middle is burning.

Not to mention that Yin Fang is a master of cultivating true qi.

"Boom!"

The window sash shattered and burned to ashes in an instant, and even the mud-compacted walls were easily pierced by the palm force, and the edges of the holes were charred black.

Fangzheng's figure flashed and retreated wildly, and his eyes also showed fear.

The two were more than a foot apart, but he seemed to be in a furnace, and even his eyebrows and hair under the mask were slightly curled due to the heat.

The scorching palm power turned into substance?

Martial artist!

The beggar gang still has such a master in Gu'an County?

"Let's go!"

Before he had time to think about it, his body rolled like a long snake and swam to avoid the strength of his palm, and his feet seemed to have a spring, and he jumped out of the courtyard wall.

"Want to escape?"

Yin Fang squinted:

"The man who killed me still wants to leave?"

"Leave it for me!"

He stepped forward, but he slammed straight into the courtyard wall.

The wall, which was made of green bricks and mud, was like soft tofu in front of him, shattering at the touch and collapsing with a bang.

Fang Zheng's fleeing figure also came into view.

Raise your hand,

True Qi gathered, and a dangerous warning suddenly came.

"Peng!"

Gunshots rang out.

At the moment when Fang Zheng turned around, Yin Anxin's head suddenly gave birth to an alarm, his palm stagnated in the air, and the whole person turned into a line of fire and pounced diagonally.

"Peng!"

"Peng Peng Peng!"

Fang Zheng fired four shots in succession again.

Then he put away his gun and roared, his eyes flashed with electricity, and he slashed with his knife.

In the Divine Spear Museum's Hidden Thunder Heart Method, there is a secret method called Thunder Decision, which can draw out the power of thunder hidden in the body.

In a short period of time,

Can increase speed and strength.

At the beginning, Cai Jiuyuan faced his one-word clear slash, and the reason why he was able to escape the catastrophe was because he used this method.

Now.

Fang Zheng used the thunder to stimulate the potential of the body, and then performed a word of clear heart slashing, stepping through the two feet in one step, and slashing Yin Fang's neck.

At night.

A flash of a knife pierced the darkness.

It's been a long time.

"Humph!"

Yin Fang snorted, cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and he raised his palm in front of him.

"Boom!"

The energy exploded, and the two figures retreated at the same time, Fang Zheng tumbled and fell into the darkness, and then a bounce jumped straight into the distance, and a few flickers disappeared.

Yin put his body back, and retreated close to the ground before he barely stopped.

"Altar Master!"

"Lord Yin!"

“……”

It was only at this time that the beggars in Zhang's mansion were late.

"I'm fine."

Yin Fang raised his hand, separated the arm that came over to support, lowered his head and looked at his waist, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes showed consternation:

"What a powerful secret weapon!"

"Hmm!"

He snorted, the true qi in his body gathered around his waist, his muscles trembled, and he forcibly squeezed out a bullet from his body.

"When ......"

The warhead fell to the ground.

The front end is impressively flattened.

"Altar Master?"

"It was ...... just now"

"The man killed Jiaogu." Yin Fang squinted, stretched out his hand and wiped it on his waist, the wound muscles closed, and stopped the blood from flowing out:

"This person has good swordsmanship, and he should have understood the true meaning of martial arts, but he ......"

"What the hell is a secret weapon?"

Although there are not many three-blooded martial artists who have realized the true meaning of martial arts, they are not rare in Fucheng, and for Yin Fang, they are nothing.

But that secret weapon is really powerful.

Even if he didn't notice the trick for a while, it was difficult to gather his strength in a short period of time, otherwise how could there be a reason why he couldn't keep the other party?

"Check!" He spoke in a muffled voice:

"I want to see who dares to make a move against the beggars!"

"Yes."

The beggars should be.

*

*

*

Fang Mansion.

"Hmm!"

Fang Zheng snorted, jumped into the room through the back window, his feet were weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground on the spot, and it took a long time to recover his breath, and his whole body was already soaked with sweat.

"The True Qi Realm Martial Master is really good."

Stretching out his right hand, the palm of his hand was scorched black, and the tingling sensation extended half of his arm.

Roll up your sleeves,

It can be seen that the blood vessels on the arm are bulging, like writhing earthworms, and the muscles are trembling slightly, and each shaking is accompanied by a sharp pain.

"Hiss......"

"It's still like this through a knife, if it really falls on the body, it's okay, and the three-blooded martial artist is afraid that he won't be able to withstand three punches and two kicks."

"I'm glad I have a gun, otherwise it would have been bad."

The thought turned, and the corners of Fangzheng's eyes twitched slightly.

The threat of firearms was not as great as he imagined for a True Qi Realm martial artist, at least for small firearms such as pistols.

There is a threat,

But not enough to be fatal.

The speed of the martial artist is too fast, and the perception of danger is even more keen, and it is almost impossible to hit the vital point; The flesh is extremely terrifying, and falling on the waist and abdomen can only affect the movement.

Of course

If there are ten or eight guns blocking people in a small alley and bombarding them around, even a martial artist will not be spared.

"Fortunately, it's not without gain."

Fang Zheng grinned, although the smile was not good-looking, the mood was really happy.

Scorch is dead,

The Fang Mansion will be fine for the time being.

What's more,

There is also a windfall.

He struggled to pull out a black cloth bag from his waist, the palm-sized cloth bag was woven out of something, and the surface was smooth and delicate as skin to the touch.

It came from the woman who drove the ghosts.

It has an easy-to-understand name, Raising Ghost Pockets.

It is also called the Five Ghost Pocket.

It's a magic weapon used by a person in the evil way.

This thing can contain the yin soul, and when facing the enemy, it can be sacrificed to assist in killing the enemy, and it can also drive the ghost to do some shady things, such as the five ghosts carrying and stealing things.

Ghosts are invisible and difficult to see with the naked eye.

Although it is used to steal chickens and dogs, it is indeed very suitable, especially in modern society, where there are no warlocks, and no one can be cured.

"That's not right!"

Fang Zheng shook his head:

"I'm a good person, and I earn enough money to spend, so I don't need to steal."

Turning over the five ghost pockets, a strange spirit rune was woven with silk threads inside, and there were dense words as large as grains of rice next to it.

The above is the method of raising ghosts.

The method is extremely detailed, from how to raise ghosts to how to resist ghosts, even if you are not a warlock, it doesn't matter, you can use your own essence and blood to raise ghosts.

However, raising ghosts with essence blood will damage Shouyuan.

"Isn't this a complete heritage?"

Fang Zheng clenched the Five Ghost Pocket and looked at the injured arm again:

"Heal your wounds first."

…………

"Crackling ......"

Electricity shines.

Founder sits in the power grid composed of arcs, silently transporting vowel thunder and hiding thunder hearts, exhaling and inhaling in harmony with the arc flickering.

The lightning was extinguished, and the injuries on the arms were repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even the physical body is tempered.

"It deserves to be a first-class inheritance, and it is indeed extraordinary."

Opening his eyes, Fang Zheng thoughtfully:

"The power of thunder and death seems to be the nemesis of martial arts true qi, at least the scorching power in that Yin Tan master's method can be eliminated by the vowel thunder method."

"If I also cultivate true qi, I should not be afraid of the other party's fire."

"The ...... of the Ancient Thunder"

"I wonder if there is such a heritage?"

Since he started vowel Leifa, he has specially collected some classics about the ancient times in another world, in which it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

I even learned from Zhang Mingrui's mouth what is Shenzang.

It is said that in the extremely distant ancient times, there was a human race with the power to observe heaven and earth, gods, and all things, and to understand many methods, which were gathered into a book.

It is said to be the ancient gods.

God hides, and the human race rises.

Time has passed, and the ancient gods have long been lost, but sometimes there will be some scattered content in the world.

The word clear heart chopping and vowel thunder method all come from Shenzang.

In addition to the gods, there is also the dozo.

I don't know how many years ago, the Zhou Dynasty unified China, suppressed the princes, established the Taoist system, and the sages founded the Three Caves Daozang.

Taoism

From this Dasheng.

Today's Xuantian Dao, Heavenly Master Dao, Fang Immortal Sect, and even the Pure Yang Palace, etc., are mostly related to the Three Caves Daozang.

Pity.

With the passage of time, the Daozang has also been scattered in the world, and it is no longer complete.

Former.

That is, the Chu Dynasty.

The founding monarch was ambitious, and wanted to learn from the sages and then establish a Taoist treasure.

In those hundred years, the Chu Dynasty collected all the laws of the world, suppressed all the Taoist systems and sects, and built the Nine Heavenly Palaces to accept the treasures of the world.

Temple

Legend has it that there are countless treasures in the world, hence the name.

This collection collects folk exercises, ancient secrets, compiled by a master of a cadre, a total of 1,800 volumes, called the treasure of the heavenly palace.

After 500 years of the current situation, the Later Dynasty showed signs of destruction, and was overthrown by the current dynasty, and the Tiangong Daozang was also lost among the people.

In other words, the Daozang mentioned in the mouth of the world is not one, but there are actually three.

Ancient gods!

Three Caves Dozo!

Treasure of the Heavenly Palace!

It can't be said which one is complete and which is stronger, after all, today's people may not be inferior to the ancients, but it is generally believed that the three caves in the middle are the most.

Guy has a lot of Taoism in the world related to it.

As for the ancient gods......

There are even very few rumors in the streets, and there are still many taboos among them, and only some cults are still struggling to pursue them.

"Hoo ......"

Exhaling lightly, Fang Zheng slowly moved his wrist.

The injury has not fully recovered, but it is no longer affecting normal activities.

*

*

*

"The beggars have been picked at the station of Zhang's mansion!"

"Scorch is dead!"

"It's a great pleasure......"

"Be careful."

In the courtyard, Wu Hai and others gathered together and whispered.

"What now?"

"I heard that each family has begun to call their own nursing homes back, and the patrol team has dispersed, so isn't our money in vain?"

"If you want me to say, it's also a good thing, there are beggars around here every day, and I always murmur in my heart."

"I heard that the beggar gang has a big master, he doesn't care?"

"It's said that it's a big master, how can you care about such a trivial matter as us?"

“……”

"Ahem!"

Fang Zheng covered his mouth and coughed lightly and walked out the door.

"The owner!"

"The owner!"

"Young Master Fang."

Everyone got up and saluted, and Liu Qinghuan, who was eating melon seeds under the tree, also stood up, his eyes flickered slightly, and he stopped talking.

"The owner."

Wu Haihai took a step forward and said:

"Beggars ......"

"I see." Fang Zheng raised his hand and interrupted him:

"What do you guys think?"

"This ......" Wu Hai hesitated and said:

"Without the patrol of the nursing home, if there is a large-scale refugee riot, I am afraid that a few of us will not be able to see the hospitalized children."

"Or ......"

"Recruit some more nurses?"

"At this time, where can I find a suitable nursing home?" Fang Zheng shook his head:

"Even if you recruit it, it may not be a wolf into the house."

"That's what the owner said." Lao Liu nodded hurriedly:

"The villain thinks that it is better to set a trap to intercept refugees as soon as possible, and when it really comes, it can also resist one or two."

The situation in the city is getting more and more wrong, and even they have a sense of urgency.

No one is sure when the riots will come.

But for sure,

There is sure to be a riot before the snow melts.

"Hmm......" Fang Yan groaned in front of him, and looked sideways at Liu Qinghuan and the two daughters:

"Do you have any opinions?"

"Jin Shu said that you can go to Xieliu Lane." Liu Qinghuan said crisply:

"There are all poor people over there, and they have suffered two refugee shocks, and there is only a mess left, and the people of the White Lotus Sect will definitely not be interested anymore."

"And this side ......"

"The people who live there are rich families, and their families have money and, more importantly, food, and those who are hungry will definitely not let go."

"You might as well go to Xieliu Lane to avoid it for a while."

"Huh?"

"Huh!"

The proposal was unexpected, but when you think about it, it's very feasible.

And there's another reason.

There are few people in Fangfu!

There are only ten people in the middle of the day, and even if they sneak into Xieliu Alley, they will not attract attention, but other big families can't.

"But ......"

Lao Liu looked embarrassed:

"What about the things at home?"

"If you lose something, you can buy it again, and your life is gone, but it's really nothing." Fang Zheng smiled lightly and waved his hand:

"I don't care, so why should you care?"

"That's it!"

He made the following decisions:

"Wu Hai."

"Yes."

"Take Li San and take advantage of the dawn to go to Xieliu Lane to see the situation."

"Yes."

"Lao Liu."

"Yes."

"You take a few of them to tidy up the carriage in the backyard, and if this is possible, we will try to bring something to eat, and we can't go hungry."

"Yes."

"Two girls." Fang Zheng looked at Jinshu and Liu Qinghuan.

"Young Master Fang." Jin Shu opening:

"If there is something to do, just tell me."

"Clothes, cloth, these things, I bother the two of you to help." Fang Zheng looked at Lao Liu's daughter and said with a smile:

"Girl, take the two sisters to the back."

"Yes." Lao Liu's daughter should be:

"Sister, follow me."

…………

Three days later.

"It's getting worse and worse."

Wu Hai rubbed his hands, his face was full of worry:

"Today I went to the refugee area in disguise, and there were people from the Xiangxiang Sect who were giving soup porridge, it was thick porridge, and they said that there might not be any more in the future."

What do refugees do when they have enough to eat and drink but don't have a next meal?

You can guess if you think about it.

"Even if a refugee dies on the night of the riots, he will not be willing to starve to death in vain." Jin Shu spoke slowly:

"Everyone knows that the grain piled up in the warehouses of the wealthy people in the city is enough to feed the people in the city for a year, which is more than enough."

"But they just don't want to take it out."

"Greed is not enough to swallow an elephant, it will only eat its own fruits......"

"Girl Brocade." Lao Liu Dao:

"The proprietor is not the kind of hoarder."

"Yes." Jin Shuyin smiled:

"Fang Gongzi is different from others."

"It's not just refugees." Wu Hai raised his head and said:

"There are some people in the West Market who are obviously not short of food, and the situation is also a little wrong, I am afraid that they are thinking of taking advantage of the fire to rob and get rich overnight."

"This ......" Lao Liu looked stunned:

"Are they crazy?"

The riot is imminent, and I don't want to avoid it far away, but I want to fan the flames.

"There are a lot of people like that." Liu Qinghuan pursed his lips:

"It's always been a lot."

"It's getting late." Fang Zheng stood in the courtyard with his hands in his hands, looked at the gradually darkening sky, and slowly turned around and said:

"Let's go."

"Yes."

All should be.

…………

In the past few days, they have already planned the path to Xieliu Lane, and they have chosen the trails that are usually uninhabited, which will not attract people's attention.

The night was dark.

windless,

There was a dead silence in the city.

Fang Fu and a group of more than ten people came out from behind, pulled three inconspicuous wheelbarrows, and silently disappeared into a narrow alley.

"Da Da ......"

"Crunch...... Crunch ......"

The sound of footsteps and ruts turning is smooth and orderly.

There are also refugees in the alleys.

They crouched at the base of the wall, their eyes blank, like lifeless clay statues, and they did not react when they watched everyone walk by.

"Boom!"

afar

There was a roar.

Everyone froze and looked at each other.

"Brothers!"

A roar followed:

"Death of hunger is death, and fighting is also death, since both horizontal and vertical are death, why not pull a few cushions on their backs, and follow me forward!"

"The grain in the Ren family's warehouse is piled up, and the gold and silver treasures are stacked one box after another." Another voice rang out:

"Rush in and divide the grain, gold and silver!"

"The food in the yamen granary would rather feed the rats than starve our stomachs, how many wives and children have died, why not fight!"

"Rush!"

"Fight the rich and divide the property!"

“……”

The sound of chaos grew louder and louder, gradually becoming deafening, and the city was full of fire, illuminating the night transparently.

It makes people feel an inexplicable restlessness.

In the corners, ruins, and mud fields, one by one the refugees slowly raised their heads, their dead eyes gradually showing a hideous cold light, and their bodies stood up.

Figures appeared from every corner of Gu'an County, looking at the area where the rich families in the city were located.

City.

A group of people roared and rushed into the shops and began to smash, burn and loot.

confusion

It is spreading at an unstoppable speed, and the core of the chaos is the area where the wealthy merchants in the city headed by the yamen are located.

"Gollum ......" Lao Liu's throat rolled, and his strands trembled.

"Let's go."

Fang Zheng said in a muffled voice:

"Don't stop."

The convoy moved on.

"Hoo ......"

Refugees on either side suddenly rushed up and reached for the wheelbarrow.

"Get out of here!"

Wu Hai, Li San and others stepped forward to stop the refugees, relying on their sturdy size to suppress the resistance, and threw the people into the corner.

"If you have the ability to find a real rich man, don't mess with us!"

"Phew!"

"Let's go."

"Ignore them."

The convoy picked up speed and ran wildly towards the location of the Willow Alley, the path they had chosen was already sparsely populated, and the farther they went, the farther away the confusion became.

Gradually,

The destination is already visible.

"Huh?"

Fangzheng's eyebrows moved slightly, and he rolled over and jumped onto the wall on one side.

"The owner." Wu Hai looked up:

"What's wrong?"

"Ran into a bunch of people I've been looking for." Fang Zheng waved his hand:

"You go first, and I'll come when I go."

"Then ......" Wu Hai hesitated for a moment, then nodded:

"Be careful, boss."

Before he could finish speaking, the square on the wall had disappeared.

Wolves!

There are people from the Green Wolf Gang in the city?

Didn't they go to Changtu Province?

Could it be ......

Back again?

Fang Zheng didn't forget that it was Hu Yanting, the head of the seventh gear of the Green Wolf Gang, who killed his uncle, and now that he found a clue, he naturally couldn't let it go.

(End of chapter)