"If you don't give it a try, how will you know!"

His voice was soft, but there was a temptation to do it, as if he could do it for you if you could say it.

Xue Zheng was already on the verge of anger, and at this time, when he saw Yan Xingguan's empty posture, he was immediately annoyed and angry. With a flick of his sleeves, he turned his back to everyone and snorted coldly: "Someone, send off!"

Two apprentices immediately ran into the front hall, staring at everyone with their waists crossed.

The sudden situation made Wu Zi'an extremely worried, this senior Yan behind him, that is a master who can defeat him without making a move, although he doesn't know how high the realm is, but he is not someone they can offend, now Xue Zheng has brushed his face, the latter will definitely be annoyed and angry, and it will be a disaster at that time!

Alas, this Xue Da man, who had obviously warned him before, was still so uncomposed.

"What to do!

Wu Zi'an, who was racking his brains and thinking about how to appease Senior Yan, suddenly had a layer of fine cold sweat on his forehead.

But he didn't expect that the senior who made him feel moody and had no patience at all showed excellent patience at this time, and not only didn't care about Xue Zheng's confrontation, but laughed out loud.

I saw him laughing as he walked into the backyard.

There was a black ashlar used as a stone table in the backyard, and I saw him stretch out a hand and gently grasp the black stone platform under the puzzled eyes of everyone.

Although Yan Xingguan is tall, his fingers are not thick, but he seems to have given birth to a pair of women's hands, with delicate skin and slender fingers. And his grasp was indeed an easy grasp. It rises and falls lightly, like grabbing cotton.

The next moment, the black stone shattered, and it was more fragile than cotton.

"This, how is this possible!"

Xue Zheng, who saw this scene, suddenly widened his eyes and was stunned on the spot.

No one knows the origin of the black stone better than him. When he traveled to the rivers and lakes, he once found a cave in a deep mountain, and in the cave sat a white bone, and under the white bone was this black ashlar.

The thing where the dead man sat down should have been unlucky, but in the end he still got this stone back, just because this black stone was too famous, so he had to be tempted.

This black stone is called black rock, although there is a rock character in the name, but it is a hundred times harder than the rock, and it is a hard thing that is rarely walked in the world. Ranked among the 100 stones in the world, although it is 50 miles away, it is also a rare and precious thing.

After Xue Zheng pulled the black rock back, he put it in this martial arts hall as a stone table, in addition to really not knowing how to deal with it, there was also a bit of showing off.

But he never imagined that this tough black stone, which he regarded as a treasure, would turn into powder under the casual grasp of the man surnamed Yan.

Xue Zheng immediately realized that he seemed to have made a very serious mistake. As the owner of the black rock, he had naturally tried the hardness of this stone with his own hands. Xue Zheng believed that this black rock was definitely not a first-class martial artist in the forging body realm that could be destroyed, even a martial artist who had forged his body nine times could not do it.

Could it be that this person is in the realm of acceptance?

I have long heard that the means of absorbing qi are extraordinary, but this qi gathering kung fu that makes people not see the slightest flaw is extraordinary.

Scattering the handful of crushed spar powder in his hand, Yan Xing looked at Xue Zheng and said with a smile: "Am I qualified now?"

Xue Zheng's legs were weak, and his whole person was like a noodle soaked in water, almost paralyzed on the ground, offending a master of qi acceptance, and the result can be imagined. Fortunately, the other party did not mean to teach him a lesson, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Xue Zheng hurriedly ran in front of Yan Xingguan, not caring about the distress after the spar was broken, and said with a smile: "I don't know Taishan with eyes under it, and I ask my seniors not to mind, forgive me for being rude before I went down." ”

Of course, Yan Xingguan, who "has no intentions", will not worry about him, waved his hand, and said lightly: "Those who don't know are not guilty, if I care about you, it can only mean that my belly is narrow." ”

This posture, this mind, this is the master!

Looking at the senior in front of him, Xue Zheng, who was still frightened before, was instantly convinced, and said excitedly: "The predecessor is humble and humble, Xue Zheng is convinced!"

"It's over!" Yan Xingguan waved his hand, still light and light.

At this time, everyone looked at Yan Xingguan again, and their eyes were already different. Especially Li Qifeng, who had been standing behind Yan Xingguan from beginning to end, the brilliance in his eyes was almost dazzling.

It is no wonder that before leaving, his father whispered to him that he should learn more from his predecessors, and at first he was curious about what he wanted to learn, but now it seems that what he wants to learn is nothing else, and it is this kind of bearing that can tolerate everything.

Unlike Li Qifeng, the expression on Meng Li's face became even more weird, and he even had some doubts, is this man still his master?

In his impression, his master is a stingy, vain and real villain who regards his face as more important than gold, when did he develop such a bearing?

What's worse is that a few days ago, the master swore that he had commented on the word "bearing", and he said that temperament is a fart, don't let it go.

How can a person who can speak of a philistine as being so fresh and refined, how can he say that he can change? From a real villain to a hypocrite, what does he, the master, want to do?

Thinking of this, Meng Li's uneasiness became even stronger.

Xiao Kuroko, who had prepared tea in the living room, walked out of the living room. Xue Zheng personally led the way and led everyone into the living room. After drinking the tea, Yan Xing looked at Xue Zhengdao and said, "Okay, now you can say it." ”

Xue Zheng held the hot tea that he had just taken a sip of, revealing a wry smile.

"Speaking of which, it's still the tax money that is to blame!"

The old man and the coachman walked out of the gate of the martial arts hall, and the latter stepped aside and brought the carriage that had been temporarily stored in a farmer's house.

The white-haired old man's surname is Wang Mingdang, from Zhongzhou City, which is known as the Imperial City of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and is a Beijing official under the Son of Heaven, who is in charge of tax and silver collection, and serves as a household servant, from the second grade.

The tax laws of the Southern Tang Dynasty were extremely strict, and the tax silver collected must be sealed in the local government first, and then returned to the furnace to be recast at the end of the year, and uniformly cast into tax silver printed with the imperial court mark. In this way, it can be put into storage.

Of course, the treasury here is the treasury where the Imperial City is located, and it is for this reason that at the end of each year, all levels of the city become very busy.

Tax silver is transported from the bottom to the upper level, for example, the tax silver collected from the water town needs to be sent to the upper level of Jieshui City, and then from Jieshui City to the Imperial City.

Because the criminal law on tax silver is very harsh, there have been very few accidents with the tax money collected in various places in the past two years, but for some reason, this year's tax silver in Jieshui City has not been delivered.

After Wang Dang, who was in charge of checking the tax silver, learned of this situation, he personally went to Jieshui City, and after some understanding, he learned that there was a problem with the tax silver in Yishui Town.

Wang Dang, who wanted to know the truth as soon as possible, rushed to the water town again, but he didn't expect to meet an old friend he hadn't seen for many years when he went out of the water city.

The old friend's surname is Meng, which he knew from his youth when he traveled to the rivers and lakes, and later retired to the rivers and lakes in frustration after a catastrophe.

Wang Dang didn't expect that his old friend would become a village official under the water town, and he walked together with emotion.

After arriving at the water town, Wang Dang and his old friend parted in front of the yamen, and then escorted his young man to the water martial arts hall.

The young man's name was Fan Guoqiang, and he was not from Zhongzhou City, but a martial artist hired by him in the local martial arts hall after arriving in Jieshui City.

Along the way, Wang Dang hid it very well, and even Fan Guoqiang, who got along with him day and night, didn't know that he had a strong martial arts.

In this way, Wang Dang met Xue Zheng as an old man and learned the reason for the delay in paying taxes and silver.

It turns out that the tax money in the water town has been targeted!

"Your Excellency. Fan Guoqiang lifted the curtain and motioned for Wang to get into the car.

"Forget it, I want to take a walk, the first time I come to the water town, I always want to see the customs here. Wang Dang shook his head, and then walked slowly.

The two of them walked all the way and walked for a long time before returning to the rented inn.

When they returned to the inn, the sun was about to set, and there was a fast horse running through the street in the darkness of the night. The fast horse came to the inn and stopped, and the one who turned over from the horse was a young apprentice wearing a martial arts gym training uniform, and when he looked closely, it was the little black man who didn't look black.

After Xiao Heizi dismounted, he saw that Wang and Fan had just returned, and there was a look of surprise on their faces, but this different color was hidden by him in an instant.

He stepped forward quickly, took out a letter from his bosom, and respectfully handed it over.

"This is a letter written by the family teacher, so that the younger generation must hand it over to Lord Wang!"

Wang Dang did not pick it up in person, but gave Fan Guoqiang a look, and the latter understood, and after taking the letter, he handed it to Wang Dang with both hands.

Wang Dang took the letter, waved his hand, and said to Xiao Heizi, "You can go." ”

Xiao Heizi didn't say a word, nodded his head, got on his horse and left, as if he had been specially explained before he came.

"My lord......" Fan Guoqiang looked at the back of Xiao Heizi leaving, and then looked at the letter in Wang Dang's hand, and before he could ask the doubts in his heart, he was cut off by the latter's hand.

Wang Dang clutched the letter tightly, pointed to the door of the inn, and said, "Go inside and speak." ”

The two put the carriage, walked into the inn, and instructed the little two who welcomed the guests in the lobby to arrange a table of good wine and food, and then returned to the room.

The room they rented was not big, but it was clean and simple, except for two beds and a set of tables and chairs, there was only one set of washing guys.

After Fan Guoqiang repeatedly confirmed that there was no one in the corridor, he closed the door tightly and came to stand behind Wang Dang.

"Let the old man take a look at what tricks this Xue Zheng is playing. The king secretly used his ears to open the letter after confirming that there would be no ear on the wall.

As he read the contents of the letter, the expression on Wang Dang's face gradually became richer.

"This Xue Zheng is really bold!"

"My lord, but what's wrong with the tax silver?" Fan Guoqiang was a little worried when he heard him say this.

Although the tax money was escorted by the martial arts, before the escort, it was not in the hands of the martial arts, and it would only be raised when the escort began. So although they went to the martial arts hall today, they didn't see the tax silver, and when they heard this sentence "bold", they thought that Xue Zheng had deceived them, and they had already been guarding and stealing.

Wang Dang lit an oil lamp on the table, burned the letter, and exhaled another breath of turbidity, and then said slowly: "The tax money is still safe for the time being. ”

"Then this letter is written ......" Fan Guoqiang pointed to the burned letter on the table, looking puzzled.

Wang Dang stretched out his fingers and tapped lightly on the tabletop, and as he tapped again and again, the paper ash on the table also beat lightly.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and swept away all the paper ashes on the table, then got up, put his back behind him and said: "You also heard it when I was in the martial arts hall in the morning, the reason why Xue Zheng didn't move for a long time was because he received a stolen sticker, this stolen sticker was extraordinary, it was engraved with the mark of the Traceless Sect, the Traceless Sect is one of the eight major sects, not to mention whether the mark on the thief sticker is true or false, the person who dares to use this mark as a thief sticker must not be simple, if he escorts the tax silver, there will inevitably be an accident." ”

Fan Guoqiang was puzzled: "How can the Traceless Sect, one of the Eight Great Sects, have anything to do with the thief again?"

Wang Dangdao: "You have not been involved in the rivers and lakes, and there are many things you don't know. The Traceless Sect used to be a thief, and it was best at flying and probing. The previous old sect master of the Traceless Sect had a very deep friendship with His Majesty of our country, and thirty years ago, because of his contribution to my Southern Tang Dynasty, the Traceless Sect was specially promoted to a first-class sect, and the Traceless Sect left a supreme privilege. ”

"What privilege?" asked Fan Guoqiang.

Wang Dangdao: "The emperor's order is difficult to disobey!"