The first time he killed someone, Li Ping'an looked as usual.

The hand that took the scalpel did not tremble, and pierced the heart with precision.

Li Ping'an revealed his figure from the shadows, made up a few knives in the vital parts of the corpse, and only lit the oil lamp after making sure that he was completely dead.

"This man looks a little familiar......

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I have seen this person at the apprenticeship banquet, and I have a lot of gifts.

"No wonder he is so generous, he dares to do business without capital!"

Li Ping'an's impression of the people in the rivers and lakes is a little worse, why can a group of rangers who are not engaged in production eat and drink without worrying about spending time and drinking.

Probably relying on the strength of martial arts, stealing, kidnapping, and exploiting ordinary people.

Li Ping'an took off the black scarf wrapped around his face, and made a simple gas mask made of gauze and cotton to prevent the poison powder and venom from entering.

I don't know how many masters on the rivers and lakes have died from methods such as sprinkling poison powder and spraying venom.

"I have to find two crystals and make a gas glasses!"

Li Ping'an wrapped the body in a sheet, carried it out of the door, and saw Zhigang standing in the courtyard, his huge bald head was very conspicuous in the moonlight.

"It seems that the poor monk is too worried."

Zhigang pointed to the courtyard wall and said: "The thieves often slip into the wall, plant thorny flowers and plants three feet away from the wall, dig a pit in the middle of the open space, and nine out of ten come in and fall in." ”

"There is a way to listen to breath in the rivers and lakes, and you can judge the location of the layman's house, and there is danger in hand-to-hand combat."

Li Ping'an was surprised: "The master still knows how to trap traps? ”

Zhigang clasped his hands together: "Mix the rivers and lakes, you have to know a little bit about everything." ”

Li Ping'an teased: "So the master shows the eldest girl and the little daughter-in-law? ”

"The poor monk is sleepy!"

Zhigang turned back to the house, and soon there was a loud snoring sound.

Li Ping'an threw the corpse on the street, and tomorrow he will have his own corpse collector to carry away, and he does not have to worry that the yamen will track down the murderer.

The people in the rivers and lakes are fighting, but the yamen never pays attention to them, wishing they were dead.

Go back to the house to wash the floor and clean the windows, reconnect the silk threads between the windows and the pillows, and go back to bed to continue sleeping.

Li Ping'an slept behind the curtain on the inside of the bed, and on the outside was a straw paper man, who dug a hole next to the wall of the bed and covered it with bricks.

In case there are many thieves who come, break through the wall and slip away!

……

Yesterday's apprenticeship banquet was widely circulated in the community.

It's not because of the size of the pomp, the people of Kyoto don't have a few relatives, and they have seen a lot of the world.

What makes people talk about are those people in the rivers and lakes, and the things they have heard about.

What kind of bandits, water bandits, happy enmity, master competitions, etc., as if people living in scripts and commentaries appear in front of them.

Not to mention the dead Wind Breaking Knife, there is another boxer who is nicknamed the God Destroying Fist that can boast the most.

Listen to this nickname, you will know that you are not a modest person.

The boxer boasted that his boxing method ranked in the top ten of the big cadres, and he once competed with the boxing town of Heluo, but only lost the moves.

He also said that a few years ago, there was a great drought in Qingzhou, and the local officials were greedy for food for disaster relief, and the boxer couldn't see it.

opened a warehouse to release grain, saving the people of a county.

The true and false mystery stories have become the top talk of the people, and it is inevitable that they will be reprocessed again during the period.

One to ten, ten to hundred.

It began to circulate in the market that the man slashed three thousand thieves, defeated the sword god with his fist, and pressed the sword saint and the like.

The original story of beating the corrupt officials and county officials became a punch through the heart of the county order, two punches to break the master, and three punches to fly the officials.

Is the corrupt official in the story, naturally the more miserable the death, the better, or can it be called a good wish?

The boxer soon became a hero who asked for the people's life, and he had a new nickname.

Fist town mountains and rivers!

Listening to it is domineering.

The end of the year is approaching.

Li Ping'an saw the boxer again, and was sent to the mortuary by Zheng Cha.

The corpse was wrapped in a straw mat, covered in blood, with broken hands and feet, and I don't know how much torture it had undergone.

"Fourth uncle, why did you send it in person?"

"If the court wants to commit a crime, you can't be negligent."

Zheng Chapo explained: "This guy is very hard-mouthed, he didn't admit it after killing the court officials, and he was interrogated for three days and three nights, and he was almost dead before he was detained!" ”

Li Ping'an was puzzled: "Did he really kill the official?" ”

"Then I don't know, anyway, the people on the street say he killed him."

Zheng Chapao said disapprerovingly: "Our duty is to let the prisoners draw the detention, and it is the Department of Suppression and Pacification that investigates the case, and the credit is also received by others." ”

“……”

Li Ping'an Rao had some speculation, and he couldn't help but be shocked when he heard the facts.

Bragging and rumors can be convicted, and the laws of this era are like a joke!

This is just an episode.

The boxer used his life to warn Li Ping'an that when he drank less alcohol outside and did not get drunk, when he went to the mass grave to bury the remains, he deliberately dug a pit alone to show his gratitude.

I found a wooden board and engraved the words "Fist Town, Mountains and Rivers" and buried it together.

It's a pity that I didn't know the name of the boxer until I died.

The end of the year is approaching.

The three divisions of the yamen began to rest.

Zhigang really failed to get the silver before the year, and there was no way to send his brother's corpse home, so he had to stay in Beijing and Li Ping'an for the New Year.

The thirtieth day of the lunar month.

Chinese New Year's Eve.

The bright moon is like a hook, cold and hazy.

Li Ping'an passed the first year in Daqian, and specially wrapped dumplings filled with pork and green onions, remembering his past life and sending his thoughts.

Da Qian has a food similar to dumplings, but it is called "flat food", and the way of eating is more like a large stuffed wonton.

The dumplings were served, and Zhigang, who couldn't wait, picked one up and swallowed it in his stomach.

"It tastes good."

"How dare you eat dumplings without dipping them in vinegar?"

Li Ping'an pointed out how to eat dumplings, opened the mud seal of the wine jar, wafted out a soft aroma, and poured it into the bowl as clear as water.

"Twenty years of cold river snow, I only bought one jar, save some drink!"

The reputation of the Four Seasons Restaurant in the capital is far better than that of the small wine shop Shili Spring, which only sells cold rivers and snow in winter, and only sells drunk spring returns after tonight.

Zhigang took the bowl and drank it slowly, and then drank it all after half a bowl, savoring the taste.

"Good wine."

"Twenty taels and one altars."

Li Ping'an ate dumplings and drank wine, chatting with Zhigang about the rivers and lakes.

"Does the master know which is the first sect in the world?"

"The people who ask these questions are all laymen."

Zhigang said: "The poor monk goes north to the grassland, south to Wanshan, and crisscrosses more than 20 states, which can be regarded as well-informed, but I don't know which sect is the strongest!" ”

Li Ping'an poured a full wine: "Why is this?" ”

"No one dares to call it number one!"

Zhigang recalled: "Thirty years ago, there were more than 10,000 disciples of the Sword Immortal Sect, and now they are divided into more than a dozen small sects. A hundred years ago, the Cao Gang of 100,000 people claimed to be the first, and they were wiped out after a few years......"

"No matter how far back it is, there are similar prosperous sects, but the rivers and lakes are the most taboo to call the first, whoever dares to shout this slogan will be attacked by a group!"

Li Ping'an suddenly came to his senses, and asked again: "Is there a peerless master who has been recognized by all martial artists and integrated all sects to become the leader of the martial arts alliance?" ”

"There has been no such person before, and there will never be one in the future!"

Zhigang said: "The imperial court will never allow the existence of the master of the martial arts alliance, if someone really dominates the rivers and lakes, he will have the strength to rebel and claim the king, and the Zhao royal family can still sleep peacefully?" ”

Li Ping'an was puzzled: "A martial arts strongman who comes and goes high and is at ease, will he still be afraid of the imperial court?" ”

The peerless master in the romance of the script, no one takes the court in his eyes, and he goes to the palace to take a turn at every turn, or kills a corrupt official or robs a prison.

"Who is not afraid of the imperial court?"

Zhigang picked up the altar and burned the knife, and drank most of the altar.

"The eaves can't escape the strong bow and crossbow when they walk on the wall, the martial arts master can't be surrounded by the military array, and the court is the number one sect in the world in terms of strength!"

Li Ping'an pondered carefully and felt that it made sense.

The imperial court swept the world with millions of elite soldiers, and any martial arts cheats and elixirs could be snatched up, and there were no regulations in the world, and court officials and soldiers could not practice martial arts.

Even if there are talented warriors among the people, the imperial court bestows high-ranking officials with generous gifts, and they can easily be incorporated into the system.

In this way, how can the Jianghu sect compete with the imperial court?

The dream of the rivers and lakes in Li Ping'an's heart was suddenly extinguished, after all, he was the gang of the first sect in the world.

The end of the universe is indeed the examination of the public!