The round-faced tax man has a murderous intent, no matter what he is doing as a foreigner who came halfway, three against one, kill him and then say! No matter how tough a person is, he can't play any tricks with a wooden sword, even if he is asked to kill a person desperately, he can't be the best in martial arts.

"Hey!"

The old Confucian let out an unconscious moan.

He's really not dead?

After Liu San'er was ecstatic for a while, he shot first, and he didn't even blink an eye, and the martial artist felt Liu San'er's figure flash, and his neck suddenly went numb, and then the biting coldness swept over his body...

The round-faced tax collector in shock witnessed Liu San'er seal his throat with a sword, and then plunged his sword into his companion's throat with an extremely ugly movement, and the only reaction he could make was an exclamation.

"You..."

Liu San'er stabbed the man's throat with another sword.

All three were clean and fatal with one blow, and the wounds were not in the heart, but all in the neck. At this point, Liu San'er finally knew his previous problems in swordsmanship. The creator of the Nameless Sword Book is either a man with a small head or a woman, and it is better to use the sword technique to assassinate the heart in that person anyway. And his height is a little higher than his swordsmanship, and every time he stabs out, he has to lower his arm slightly, not to mention that his power is greatly reduced, and his speed is much slower.

After killing three people in a blink of an eye, Liu San'er actually had a feeling that he was still unfinished, and felt that each of these three swords had a lot of improvement, and maybe killing more people could improve his swordsmanship even more. Immediately frightened by this terrible thought, he looked back and saw that the car boy was looking at him, and he was a little surprisingly calm.

Then, the little brother who drove the car actually touched the three corpses, searched them one by one, and found some silver two-waist cards or something, all of which were silently handed over to Liu San.

Liu San'er unceremoniously accepted the things, took out another pill from his arms, fed it to the old Confucian student, and checked his injuries. The situation is not bad, obviously the high nose tax Ding Tiesha palm is very lame. Although the old Confucian was seriously injured, he did not have to worry about his life, and there would be no problem in taking the elixir that Liu San'er had obtained from the hands of the cultivators. walked up to Xiao Rusheng again, confirmed that he was really hopeless, and then gave up.

Liu San'er thought about it silently, first asked the little brother who drove the car to help put the old Confucian back on the car, and dragged the carriage out of the big pit, and then buried the little Confucian in a nearby hidden place and marked it, he naturally didn't care about the other three, as for the little brother who drove the car to witness his murder, there is no good solution, let's go to the capital first, anyway, no one knows the identity of his cultivator.

Now the most urgent thing is to enter the city, Liu San'er made up his mind to see if he could save the old Confucian student, and make up for his negligence of not protecting the little Confucian student a little.

As soon as the carriage turned a corner, Liu San'er saw a brand-new carriage parked there. The calculation was really accurate, and with a sneer, the little brother who was driving the car stopped.

If there is a good horse available, why not change it?

It was completely dark.

"Smack!"

The driver waved his whip.

The two sturdy horses spread their hooves and galloped. Liu San'er thought about his thoughts, and a few miles passed by.

"Ouch!ouch!" the old Confucian groaned louder and louder, and the jolt of the carriage woke him up.

didn't have time to take care of him, Liu San'er just wanted to enter the city quickly, but he didn't want to come out with any tax patrols and the like.

"Villain, I'll fight with you!"

The old Confucian gritted his teeth, shook his teeth, and stabbed at Liu San'er indiscriminately with a dagger in both hands.

As soon as his hand was raised, the dagger flew away, and Liu San'er was a little displeased and said: "The injury is not good, and it is nonsense!"

"You..." the old Confucian was stunned, he recognized who Liu San'er was, but when he saw that the other two people in the car were no longer there, how could his nephew not be in a hurry.

I didn't bother to explain to him, so I asked the little brother who drove the car to tell a story that he had made up earlier: "Mr. Ping, count us lucky." Just now, when those three people were about to kill me, an immortal master suddenly passed by with a sword, and he killed the three of them and saved us. ”

"What?" said Mr. Ping's old Confucian who covered his chest, his injuries were still severe, affecting not only his movements but also his judgment.

The immortal master with the sword! Of course, the old Confucian knew the power of the immortal master, so he believed it, and muttered to himself: "Then my nephew he..."

"I died at that time, I can't be saved, you can mourn!" The little brother who drove the car did not deal with the old Confucian as he did with Liu San'er.

Liu San'er began to look at this person from behind again, feeling that he shouldn't have been just a car driver...

"Where are we going?" the old Confucian finally regained some of his senses and asked the key question.

"Go to town. The chauffeur brother said, "The immortal master wants us to go back to the city as soon as possible." ”

The old Confucian looked at Liu San'er, who was speechless, and didn't believe the words of the car boy very much, but after identifying that he was indeed on the road not far from the city gate, and there was no loss of gold, silver, and softness, he finally roughly believed that the car boy and the foreigner sitting opposite had no reason to lie to him. Whoever makes up for it while he's unconscious can take possession of all the possessions.

"Thank you!" Old Confucius coughed vigorously and said, "It is often said that white-haired people send black-haired people, but I don't even have a chance to send them..."

Before the martial artist killed Xiao Rusheng, the old Confucian had not been attacked, but it was only a few moments late, and he really didn't have a chance to send it.

No one answered.

"Oh my God!" Two lines of tears slid down the old Confucian face, in fact, he saw the martial artist kill his nephew with his own eyes, and he was lucky before, and after the little brother in the car told the truth, he forgot his sadness for a while.

"This man buried him, and made a mark, and I will tell you when I get back. The little brother who drove the car said in a flat tone: "Don't come out with this master for a while, enter the city immediately, I'll call the door, this time the money is out of this master, okay?"

"It's easy to say!" Liu San'er was staring at the little brother who was driving the car, and was suddenly startled, and replied habitually. I thought it was just some silver, and I touched it out of my bosom.

After all, after staying in Beijing for many years, the old Confucian understood the meaning of the little brother who drove the car, closed the city gate, and could only enter through special methods.

Along the city gate, after walking more than 100 meters, the little brother who drove the car stopped his horse and jumped out of the car.

A bugleman carrying a wind lantern looked coldly.

The little brother who drove the car stuffed the silver given by Liu San into this person's hand, and whispered, "Shen's car dealership!"

"Hmm!"

The look on the soldier's face thawed, and he circled the carriage with a wind lamp. I checked it and confirmed that it was Shen's car.

"Huh!"

The bugleman noticed that Erma did not have the mark of Shen's car dealership on his body.

"I'm in a hurry, I'm in a hurry to change!" explained the chauffeur boy.

"No, the Shen Clan never needs a horse outside!" the soldier questioned.

The driver scratched his head: "The new horse in the Dongxiang branch didn't have time to make a mark." ”

"Hurry!" Liu San'er sighed in his heart, it is not possible to do things sloppily at all, this is going to change to the new car, don't think about going into the city tonight.

There was a dull thud, and a moving door at the corner of the city wall just enough for a carriage to pass through opened, and another casually dressed soldier came out with a wind lamp.

"Master Li!" The little brother who drove the car hurriedly trotted up and stuffed the half-hanging money over.

The soldier was stunned: "My surname... Oh, you kid, Xiao Wang, it's the fucking Shen car dealership. ”

"He's not on the right horse. Xiao Wang looked puzzled at his companion who had changed his surname at some point, but he didn't break it after all.

"Boy, that's trouble. You know the water and land dojo of the National Teacher, there are cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods everything. The temporary call Li Ye said with a straight face and a businesslike expression: "We also do what the above means." ”

Recognizing people and cars is also picky, the meaning is obvious.

Liu San'er walked out of the car with a smile and took out a tael of silver and said, "Two masters, the little one missed his foot on the road, and if he can't enter the city tonight, the owner will peel my skin." The two masters are waiting for a little bit of wine this big night. ”

The two soldiers smiled in unison.

"Brother is also a cool person, come in!" The temporary name Li Ye patted Liu San'er on the shoulder: "Cai Guo is all brothers, aren't they all his own family!"

"Yes, yes, I can't help but save face when I go back and ask you two to drink after I finish my errand!" The old Confucian was anxious, and said words of thanks to Liu San, meaning to go to the Shen family first, Liu San'er came to Beijing for this matter, but it was not yet time to reveal it, so he pretended to think for a while and reluctantly agreed.

Under the guidance of the old Confucian student, the carriage went straight to the Shen family.

The Shen family is a big house, but the side door is wide open, two wind lamps are hung, and the inside is smashed and there are furniture, tables, chairs, and porcelain everywhere, as if they have been looted.

"Madam!" the old Confucian screamed and jumped out of the carriage.

Liu San'er also jumped down, cleared the car money, and looked at the little brother who was driving the car meaningfully: "Little brother, I still want to take your car when I leave!"

"Okay!" The little brother smiled, drove the carriage and said that he was going to the head office of the Shen family car shop in Beijing, and didn't ask Liu San'er why he also got off at the Shen family.

Seeing with his own eyes how the little brother who drove the car when he entered the city faced the two soldiers, Liu San'er gave up doing it to the little brother who drove the car, he was not a person who loved to kill, and he always felt that the little brother would not reveal the fact that he killed three people.

Taking advantage of the old Confucian being in a trance, Liu San'er followed up in the courtyard and brought the two side doors by the way.

The old Confucian got out of the car and ran to the main room, but just after walking a few steps, the sharp pain in his chest made him fall to the ground and couldn't get up.

Supporting the old Confucian with one hand, Liu San'er looked around, if there was a big house, but he couldn't see anyone, like a ghost. This is too miserable, isn't it, how can the car dealership still operate?

"You... Why are you here?" the old Confucian was surprised when he saw Liu San'er: "Wouldn't you also be here to collect debts?"

"No, I have some friendship with Shen Wang in the past, and now that I have arrived in Beijing, I naturally want to come and take a look. "Thinking about it, the identity of the cultivator still can't be known to the old Confucian student.

Help me go there!" The old Confucian stared at Liu San'er for a while, thinking of all the things on the road, and finally had some confidence, and pointed to the main room with a faint light.

"Okay!" Liu San'er tried his best to avoid touching the wounds of the old Confucian student, and lifted the person to the main room in a half-supported and half-lifting way.

"Mr. Ping!" a young woman dressed in filial piety clothes suddenly appeared at the door of the main room.

"Madam, those people didn't come again, did they?" The old Confucian came from somewhere and staggered forward a few steps away from Liu San'er's hand.

"I came a few more times, but I forced them to die," the young woman in filial piety choked and led the old Confucian in.

Perhaps because of extreme sadness, the young woman didn't notice that the old Confucian was not in good health, let alone Liu San'er beside him.

Liu San'er stood like a puppet. The young woman in filial piety gave him a very strong and shocking impact and lethality.

A woman, a complete young woman, a woman who is the most perfect and ideal woman in Liu San'er's heart, perfectly fits all kinds of scenes from the monk Xiaohuang's book! She has no amazing appearance, a wonderful figure, and highlights the twin peaks, but she exudes the smell of a woman from head to toe, every skin, and every cell!

No wonder Zhu Wen will do whatever it takes to possess this woman.

Just for the extremely sad eyes of the young woman in filial piety, Liu San'er has already pronounced Zhu Wen's great crime in his heart. He had just killed three more people, and his confidence was unprecedented, and he felt that even if someone like Zhu Wen in the later stage of Qi cultivation could not dodge his sword.

There was the heart-rending cry of the old Confucian in the room, the speechless choking of the young woman in filial piety, and the sound of confession.

After only listening to a dozen sentences, Liu San'er understood everything. Zhu Wen saw Shen Wang's wife Yin Tao on an inadvertent occasion, and he naturally wanted to occupy it, but Shen Wang felt that he had already supplied the cultivators and had a bit of a dewy friendship with the royal family and the head of the Great Zhou Sect, and there was still room for maneuver in the matter, so he did not agree, but began to contact all parties, who knew that he died on the road in less than three days. Zhu Wen also instigated the merchants who usually had business dealings with Shen Wang to collectively ask for debts from the Shen family, and his subordinates created all kinds of rumors to control public opinion, so that many people thought that Shen Wang had died well, and secretly went to the Shen family to say that he could help repay the debt, provided that Yin Tao took the initiative to report to the National Teacher's Mansion for a period of ten days, and it would be difficult to keep it if he did not follow his son.

Among the bills of those merchants, a small part of them are really owed by Shen's car dealership, and they all have a foundation. But most of them are forged, although the old Confucian knows that the accounts are wrong, but there is not the slightest flaw in the bills, the handwriting and seals are really the same, even the report to the official is not good, so he has to go to the money to send the merchant away, and plan to try to use more silver to move around to see if this matter can be settled. But in the current situation, I am afraid that the silver will be spent and there will be a hundred flowers, so it is better to leave it for the young woman in filial piety and Shen Wang's son to escape on the road.

And the car dealership is now controlled by a steward who obeys orders and Zhu Wen, and basically has broken off the relationship with the Shen family, and even hiring a car has to find someone who has just entered the industry to be able to move.

Liu San'er had a strange smile on his face, quietly withdrew from the Shen family, and went straight to the National Teacher's Mansion, but when he walked on the road, he suddenly found that he didn't know how to go to the National Teacher's Mansion, although it was not too late, but there were few people on the road. Walking and walking, I actually arrived at the place where the monk introduced the repair of the letters, and the residence of the magic pen Ma Da. Thinking of the monk's introduction to this person, and thinking of the forged bills of Shen Wang's family, he had to suspect this person, and then changed his mind and wanted to meet this Martha first.