The people in the room were all whispering eagerly, lamenting Meng Mingshu's death.

The last parent of the Meng family, after killing in the courtyard of Liuren Lane, committed suicide by drinking poisoned wine, and that scene made Biyucheng, who had long been accustomed to killing, tremble.

"Upstairs and downstairs, seven or eight corpses, he stabbed each one a few times, and he didn't have any wounds. ”

"Meng Er is so powerful, can he kill seven or eight people by himself?"

"Most of them actually drank poisoned wine and were already dead, and he just wanted to make sure that no one would survive. ”

"Tsk, it's really unexpected, Meng Er...... Wanguan family wealth, he really doesn't want to let go?

"Hey, Wanguan's family wealth, don't mention it, in short, if Meng Er hadn't been cornered, if he hadn't hated Xiao Fengchai to death, he wouldn't have done this kind of thing. ”

"Xiao Fengchai, it's a pity, I visited her three years ago, she's really a good woman, but she's too greedy, she just treats silver as food, and she can't feed it, but fortunately I stopped it in time, otherwise I'll ......"

The topic began to diverge, some people continued to mourn the death of the rabbit and the fox, and the other part deeply remembered the first place in Liuren Lane, only to find that they had both sprinkled a lot of money on her, and they immediately gave birth to a sense of closeness similar to that of classmates or fellow villagers.

The monk standing at the door lowered his eyebrows and recited the scriptures silently, but there were always one or two sentences in his ears, "Her skin is more tender than that of a teenage girl, and I heard that she bathes in human milk every day......" "I like her whispering in her ear the most, and the words she says are as good as the most mellow wine......"

The monk was in his twenties, a monk since he was a child, and he couldn't imagine the exact meaning of the words, but he was still affected, his heart beat faster, and a burning sensation rose from the soles of his feet, lingering between his chest and abdomen.

"If you want me to say, Meng Er finally did a good thing when he died, and that slut just did it himself. A woman in her forties said loudly, looking at everyone defiantly, as one of the few women in the room, she spoke her thoughts on behalf of more than half of the women in Nancheng.

The men just laughed, no one argued with her, this woman owned dozens of large and small records in Nancheng, controlled nearly half of the human trafficking, and had never had a good impression of Xiao Fengchai.

The monk glanced up at the woman quickly, and a wave of anger welled up in his heart, followed by self-blame, and when the abbot finally accompanied the distinguished guest, he retreated in a panic and ran through the monastery, feeling for the first time that these stately buildings were bondage.

The abbot Fa Feng was slightly surprised by the gaffe of the monk who knew the guest, and he didn't have time to ask, and a businessman-like easy-going smile appeared on his face, "Please take your benefactors to take a seat, and Pang Duhu will announce the city lord's martial arts competition." ”

With a childish smile, Pang Jing strode to the innermost main seat, standing facing everyone, without any sadness, as if he didn't know the news of Meng Mingshu's death.

Everyone heard that the other half of the Meng family's property was also taken over by Pang Jing, so there were rumors that Meng Er's murder was a conspiracy in the Central Plains, but no one could say the specific content, only a few smart people suspected that the gold in the old mansion was not true at all, and Pang Jing had to accept them all to hide the truth.

The officials sent by the Central Plains are no longer reckless and fiery, and the leaders and hoods of Biyu City are becoming more and more respectful and more vigilant in their hearts.

Pang Jing turned a blind eye to this small change, and said in an excited tone: "Fifteen days later, there will be a competition between the city lords, and in nearly a hundred years, Biyu City will have a single master for the first time." ”

There was a polite echo of approval in the room, and everyone would rather not have the host, but they were all sensible and knew that the best option was to welcome the new master warmly.

"It's a special competition. Pang Jing continued, looking at everyone, he felt a little regretful in his heart, the most important figures such as the Dragon King and the Dubu King were not present in person, and they were all represented by cronies, "It is to elect a city lord, not to entertain people, so the competition will not be held publicly." ”

Everyone let out a cry of disappointment, if they couldn't see the competition with their own eyes, how could they predict who the city lord would fall into before others?

Pang Jing understood everyone's intentions and immediately explained: "But all of you here, including me, a total of eighty-seven, representing all walks of life in Biyu City, will be witnesses to the competition. ”

The cheers rang out, and in the blink of an eye, the tragedy of the Meng family was squeezed out of the room, and no one cared about it anymore, they liked this regulation, not only to get first-hand information, but also to show their identity and status, providing a guarantee for the future.

"The venue of the competition is in the governor's mansion, there is only one game a day, after everything is over, there is the city lord's mansion, and the people of Beiting are willing to end their term of office early and give up the place. ”

Many people pricked up their ears, trying to find clues from Pang Jing's tone, but they were disappointed, the tone of the Central Plains people did not change at all, as if they didn't take the seizure of the mansion to heart at all.

"Today will be the most important procedure before the competition - registration, not everyone is qualified, the city lord is not only strong in martial arts, but also has a foundation, I think, no one wants to let a reckless man in charge of Biyu City, so, only everyone here is eligible to sign up, of course, you don't have to play in person, if you can invite a master to play for you, you can do it." ”

Everyone has heard of this regulation, but few people want to sign up, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, the key is not to offend the new city lord, because the entire Biyu City believes that the city lord must be one of the Dubu King and the Dragon King.

No one spoke for a while, and it seemed a little cold, Pang Jing laughed, "It seems that no matter who becomes the city lord, it will be very low-key, so let me make a statement first: the Central Plains will not participate in the competition, and the city lord will only be from the Western Regions." ”

This is also the news that everyone knows in advance, but when the Western Regions Protector said it himself, it still stabilized many people's hearts.

"Xiaoyuetang sign up. A voice came from the corner, the voice was a young woman, her eyes were cold and hard, as if she didn't know what communication was, she always looked directly at each other, never avoided, and when she entered the house for a long time, this was the first time she spoke.

Pang Jing motioned to the master book next to him to prepare a record, and said with a smile: "Very good, someone has finally signed up, but you have to say who wants to be the city lord and who to send to participate in the competition." ”

"City Lord, Xiaoyue Hall Imperial Teachers and Lotus Girls, Martial Artists, Xiaoyue Hall Imperial Teachers and Lotus Girls. The woman coldly reported her name, simple and direct, which didn't sound very polite, but it made a start, and the subsequent registrations were all in this format.

"The city lord, the Dubu King of Jinpeng Castle is the official war, and the martial arts contest will remain the same. A white-clothed strategist signed up on behalf of Jinpeng Castle, and everyone was silent, showing the respect they deserved.

"City Lord, the King of the Sea of An, ...... Tang Pingsen" There was a slight laughter in the room, they were very familiar with King An, and no one believed that he could become the city lord, "Martial artist, swordsman Luo Qikang." The laughter disappeared suddenly, this Central Plains swordsman had already left a reputation in Biyu City for his swordsmanship and ruthlessness, and no one dared to laugh.

At the same time, everyone also understood that the Central Plains still had to intervene in the city lord's contest after all.

"City Lord, Tianshan Sect advocates the righteousness of the martial arts contestant, and the swordsman. ”

Tianshan Sect actually wanted to compete with their own Dubu King for the position of city lord, some people were surprised, and the people around them made it clear in a few words, "This is the person who opened the way for Dubu King, do you want Dubu King to personally compete with Xiao Minion Luo?"

Fang Shuyi is an unfamiliar name, no one has heard of it before, this is normal, he must have been a Jinpeng killer in the past, I don't know how many big things he has done and how many people he has killed, but he never leaves his name and surname.

Of course, the master book has never heard of this name, so he asked a question and wrote it down neatly.

"City Lord, Kunshe Shangguan Ru, martial arts contestant, Kunshe Shangguan Ru. ”

Shangguan Ru is the daughter of the Dubu King, but she has been running with the Dragon King for a long time, and even became the "queen" of the country of Xiangji, and after returning to Biyu City, she accepted the killer apprentice of Jinpeng Fort in the name of Kunshe, and the twists and turns seem to outsiders to be unbelievable every step, and the position is even more unpredictable.

Pang Jing smiled and admired everyone's discussions, which was in line with his expectations, if the city lord's competition was just a dispute between the Dubu King and the Dragon King, it would be too boring.

"Hey, if the Kun Society can face Xiaoyue Hall, then it will be interesting. Someone suddenly thought of this, and regretted it as soon as the words came out, the female disciple of Xiaoyue Hall swept a cold gaze, and the faces of Kunshe, Jinpeng Castle, Tianshan Sect and others were not good-looking, he hurriedly retreated, hiding behind the crowd, and did not dare to speak again.

"City Lord, proud of the beginning of the building Nanping, the contestant, proud of the beginning of the building of the South Ping. ”

The sixth applicant caused a burst of consternation, "Isn't it burned down and died?" Who is Chu Nanping, oh, it's him......

Chu Nanping himself came to the scene and signed up by himself, in Biyu City, his appearance is more well-known than swordsmanship, several men and women have been peeping at him, and at this time it is even more blatant, and some people even applaud him.

"The city lord, the official Hong on the Great Wilderness Gate, the martial artist, the official Hong on the Great Wilderness Gate. ”

The people who were able to come to the Four Noble Truths to participate in the conference were powerful and well-informed people, but most of them didn't remember the raid on the Great Wilderness Gate of Jinpeng Fort a few years ago, and they had never heard of Shangguan Hong, but they instinctively felt that the surname "Shangguan" was not simple.

"The illegitimate son of King Dubu. The news spread quickly, and no one dared to ask any more.

"The lord of the city, the governor of the city, the warrior, the swordsman Morin. ”

Someone immediately pointed out that this registration was not in accordance with the rules, "Neither of them is from the Western Regions." ”

Pang Jing was unexpectedly generous, "Mo Chu has been an official in Biyu City for three years, and he is also a native of the Western Regions, so he should have the qualifications to compete for the city lord." ”

Since the people of the Central Plains do not object, naturally no one meddles anymore.

Eight people have already signed up, and the rest of the people just want to see the excitement, so they are very puzzled, why hasn't the Dragon King signed up yet?

It was Zhong Heng who came on behalf of the Dragon King, who had been listening, and his curious eyes in all directions should not exist.

"Is there anyone else signing up? is there any?" Pang Jing asked loudly, looking around at first, and finally his gaze fell on Zhong Heng like everyone else.

Zhong Heng seemed to have just come to his senses, got up and said: "City Lord, the dragon of the Great Snow Mountain is turning over the clouds, and the martial artist, the Dragon King of the Great Snow Mountain is cautious. ”

The room was silent, and Pang Jing suddenly slammed his fist on the table, knocking over the inkstone.

(At the end of this volume, it is a little abrupt, and I have already completed more than half of the trip, so I thank every reader for their support.) The main content of the next volume is the competition, and then it is to go to the Central Plains, and the initial one or two volumes are decided, which is probably like this. (To be continued.) )