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However, Wu Mocong, who got up early in the morning to wipe the table, met a young man dressed in white linen who was mourning, his face was haggard and sad, obviously a very important relative of his family had died, and he seemed to be mournful.

"Shopkeeper Er? This shabby inn actually has the money to invite the shopkeeper, okay, the shopkeeper who wipes the table, there is someone who invites your shopkeeper to discuss something. The young man in mourning clothes, the big lama sat on the table that Wu Mocong had just wiped and said.

Wu Mocong hurriedly ran upstairs to find Yang Qiu, but it was Mrs. Yang who opened the door and came out, but today she was dressed like a scholar.

"Mrs. Yang, is the shopkeeper inside, someone has come to ask him to do business. Wu Mocong asked.

"You are blind, what kind of Mrs. Yang am I, I am the scholar Da Yu'er, who has seen what Mrs. Yang, haha, that Mrs. Yang is so ugly, don't mention her, how can she have my scholar who is as beautiful as a flower, do you think I and Master Yang can become a pair?" Mrs. Yang, no, now it is Yang Shuyu who is there and said expectantly.

"Well, the shopkeeper and Da Yu'er are really a pair, a match made in heaven, so, what about Master Yang?" asked Wu Mocong.

"Hmph, wait. "Bang, the door was shut, apparently this beautiful scholar went to tell Yang Qiu to get up.

Yang Qiu and Mrs. Yang, who was dressed as a scholar, went downstairs together, and Mrs. Yang leaned on the door and looked at the sky, not knowing what she was thinking, but Yang Qiu sat opposite the young man in mourning clothes.

"Brother Yang, hello, I came here last year and once asked you to make a big deal. Said the young man in mourning clothes opposite.

"Well, I remember you, Fang Gu Tang of the alchemy family, I took over your business last year, it seems that I took over the senior brother who killed you?" Yang Qiu recalled, he has been forgetting things recently, it seems that his brain is about to rust because he has not done business for a long time.

Zeng Gu Tang clasped his fists and said to Yang Qiu: "I want to ask Brother Yang Qiu to help me kill someone." ”

"Oh, okay, I opened this murder inn to take over some murder business, who am I killing this time? Yang Qiu took out the abacus he had prepared.

"Anyway, my master's old immortal thing is also dead, and now I'm going to kill his son, the current head of the Fang family, Fang Wuji. Now I have to go out in seven days, and I hope that after the day of the funeral, I will never see this guy again. Zeng Gu Tang mentioned this name, but his face was angry, obviously, he was extremely dissatisfied with this nominal family master.

"Oh, the current head of your family, isn't that your brother, there is also such a big hatred between brothers, since this is the case, then according to the market situation, five thousand taels of silver. Yang Qiu began to crack on the abacus again.

"Why is it so expensive, it was only a thousand taels to kill my senior brother last year, why do you need five thousand taels to kill a Fang Wuji, you are slaughtering people!" Zeng Gu Tang looked like he was about to breathe fire.

"Oh, I'll calculate for you, did you kill your senior brother last year because you were favored by your master, and you also gave him some secrets in the alchemy, because you were dissatisfied with him, so please let me kill him. But this time is different, this is the master of the alchemy family, the master of one of the nine gates of the Central Plains, how much trouble this has to cause, do you know. This is not the same as killing a lover. If you kill a person from the Nine Sects, at most it will arouse the hatred of this sect, but if you want to kill a sect master, it will cause a sect to chase and kill, do you think it's not worth five thousand taels to solve a family's trouble with me?" Yang Qiu said there with a clear eye.

"But five thousand taels is too much, and I don't have that much money, how about three thousand taels?" Zeng Gu Tang began to bargain.

Yang Qiu waved his hand and said, "Your Fang family is one of the nine gates of the Central Plains, tell me how many people there are in your Fang family?"

"Counting some domestic servants and girls who don't know martial arts, there are thousands of people, and there are four or five hundred people who can do martial arts. Zeng Gutang replied.

Yang Qiu began to say with his fingers open: "Four or five hundred people, four or five hundred people who can do martial arts, I will ask someone to kill your current door master Fang Wuflaw, you have to face four or five hundred people who know martial arts, and maybe this time you will kill more, not just one door, after killing you are found to be able to flee for your life, do you think it is more than five thousand taels?" If you think it's more than five thousand taels, I won't ask a first-class hand to help you solve the problem, three thousand taels will only invite a second-rate killer, but a second-rate killer often has no reputation, once a blow fails, he will betray the master, and may bite you back, you think, when the time comes, you will have to face four or five hundred doors who know martial arts, maybe you have a place in your Fang family and no one is afraid, but four or five hundred, one person and one mouthful, what do you think is the chance of winning?"

"It doesn't seem like there's a chance of winning. Zeng Gu Tang wiped the cold sweat on his head and said.

"That's right, so, you must have five thousand taels of silver, not one less. Yang Qiu said.

"However, I only have three thousand taels of silver, can I pay it afterwards, kill Fang Wufang, I have a way to become the master of the Bafang Sword Sect, as long as I become the master of the sect, the remaining two thousand taels will definitely be offered. Zeng Gutang gritted his teeth and said.

"In this case, then, the three thousand taels of silver will be placed here as a deposit, we will write a contract, and the two parties will press their fingerprints, then after killing the master of Fang Wujian, you must send five thousand taels of silver within a month. Yang Qiu was discussing there, saying that it was discussing, but in fact, it was taking advantage of the fire to rob.

"This, eight thousand taels of silver? Hey, well, it's a word. Zeng Gutang gritted his teeth and said, let him be the head of the house, and take out five thousand taels of silver, which will indeed make people hurt.

"Well, this is the contract, you just need to press a handprint after reading it, go back and wait for the good news, remember that in a month, I want to see the remaining five thousand taels, if you can't see it, this agreement will be sent to the hands of other people in your sect, and ...... when the time comes"

"Don't worry, as long as you kill Fang Wufeng, you will get a lot of money. Zeng Gutang pressed his handprint, as if he had solved something big, he breathed a sigh of relief, when he came, he was like a dead father, and when he left, he was like a daughter-in-law who gave birth to a baby, and his eyebrows were refreshed.

Wu Mocong looked at Zeng Gutang who had left, and stood in place with a muttering to himself: "This place was originally called a murder inn, and it was a murderous business, so why am I wiping this table, and it is so shiny?"

Yang Qiu heard Wu Mocong's words, and said on the side: "There is a big difference between wiping the table and not wiping the table, and the murder inn with a shop is not the same as a murder inn without a shop. The more shiny you polish, the more those guests will pay you to kill for him, and imagine who would stay in a ragged, dirty place to do business?"

"But when I first came, wasn't the store dirty, and it collapsed? Wu Mocong retorted.

"There used to be a shopkeeper. Yang Qiu said.

"Where?" Wu Mocong asked.

"If you don't work hard, you just know that you're lazy, and you're killed. The blood came out of the throat, and it was splashed all over the floor. Yang Qiu said, pointing to the blood stains on the ground, as if that was the fate of the previous one who died in the shopkeeper.

Now, being a shopkeeper is such a dangerous job?

Okay, Wu Mocong began to quickly continue to wipe the table, wipe the stool, sprinkle water and sweep the floor, work hard, go up every day, and never be lazy for the sake of his life.

Yang Qiu leaned on the door and window, unwilling to move, resting his head on it, letting the sun outside shine on his head, as if it was very comfortable, wasn't he afraid of the scorching sun roasting his brain?

Wu Mo Chong found a bowl of water and poured it lightly on Yang Qiu's head.

Yang Qiu asked Wu Mochong, "Do you have something?"

Wu Mochong nodded, sat on the side of the table, and said, "This Central Plains Nine Gate seems to be very famous, brothers kill each other, we will also take this kind of?"

Yang Qiu looked at Wu Mochong strangely, "This is martial arts, people don't live just for a meal and a sip of water, but if you want to eat and drink, you need to have money." Where there are people, there is martial arts, and where there are martial arts, there are grievances. It is common for Lao Tzu to kill his son, and it is common for his son to kill Lao Tzu, not to mention that the brothers in this sect turn against each other and kill each other. ”

"I'm just a little sentimental. Wu Mo Chong lowered his head, as if he was very disgusted with this kind of thing, after all, he was not a person in the martial arts, and he was not suitable for this kind of life of licking blood from the knife edge.

"What about the good guys, what about the bad guys. If you don't kill others today, others will kill you, this is a place where the weak eat the strong, good people don't live long, and bad people live for thousands of years. Yang Qiu looked at the scorching sun outside, as if he was talking to himself, as if he was recalling something.

"I didn't mean that, I'm saying that Fang Wuqian doesn't deserve to die, if it's a good person, he will die the same?" Wu Mochong looked at Yang Qiu.

"Yes, it's the same death, no one can escape. If someone spends money to buy my life, as long as his martial arts are high enough, I won't be able to escape. Yang Qiu answered Wu Mochong's question.

"But, let's not investigate, if it's a good person, we can return this business, we can take over other businesses, and we don't necessarily have to kill those good people. "Wu Mochong is extremely disgusted with killing, especially if the other party is a good person.

"Do you think there will be good people on the rivers and lakes?" Yang Qiu smiled, he was laughing at Wu Mochong's innocence, and now there are still people who think that there are good people in the martial arts, naïve children.

"Why not, isn't the shopkeeper just a good person?" Wu Mochong looked at Yang Qiu and said.

"Haha, I'm actually a good person, I'm the shopkeeper of a murder inn, a notorious guy in the martial arts, and I'm actually called a good person, Da Yu'er, did you hear it, it's so funny, my laughter this day was rounded by your words. Yang Qiu smiled happily, but Wu Mochong felt very sarcastic.

"Good people don't deserve to die. Especially those heroes in the martial arts. Wu Mochong said a little stubbornly.

"I'm very strange, why do you say that?" Yang Qiu was a little puzzled.

"When I was a child, I read some martial arts novels, and didn't the novels write stories about good people being wronged by bad people, practicing peerless martial arts, and revenge and blood hatred, so those heroes in the martial arts are heroes in my heart. Wu Mochong said the word hero, and his voice increased several times.

"This Jianghu, there will be martial arts heroes, it's just boring, since you want to see heroes, then this time, I will take you to investigate that Fang Wufeng, take you into this Jianghu, and see what your so-called heroes look like, after you finish reading, you tell me again, whether you should kill or not." Yang Qiu was simply laughed to death by the guy in front of him, so he simply took him to see the martial arts in front of him, and it was good to see this bad world, so as to dispel his desire to become a martial arts hero.

"Okay, I also want to see the so-called people in the rivers and lakes. "Actually, Wu Mochong wants to leave this inn and see the outside world, he has been in this world for a long time, he wants to take a closer look at this world, and understand the heroes in the martial arts of this world.

Is this world like the martial arts novels described, heroes and heroes, fast horses, crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, chic and happy?