Chapter 5, Linghu Chong

Any businessman is afraid of trouble, and the biggest trouble is the dead, so the owner of the restaurant quickly left the restaurant when he saw someone killing someone, and the guests in the restaurant were the same, they had already left when Tian Boguang made his move, and he was afraid of getting into trouble.

As a result, this magnificent restaurant is so quiet that you can hear the crisp sound of a pin dropping it on the floor.

"Are people dead?" a cold voice sounded, breaking the strange silence, and Zhongyuan looked at Mo Dumping Pond with a little red.

Mo Dumping Chi carried the wine jug, looked at Tian Boguang who had fallen into the arms of a young man with a very happy face, and said, "People are naturally dead, and they can't die anymore. ”

"Very well, since the man is dead, then I'll go. Zhongyuan left a little red, he walked very fast, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight and disappeared into the sea of people.

Mo Dumping Chi poured a sip of wine into his mouth, looked down at the young man who was hugging Tian Boguang tightly, and sighed, "What a guy who doesn't want to take care of anything at all." ”

The mission was completed, and Nakahara left with a little red. But he can't leave yet, the Central Plains is a little done, but his things are not finished yet, so he can't go, and he doesn't want to go.

He walked up to the young man and said with a smile, "He's dead, how long do you want to hold him?"

The young man slowly put down Tian Boguang's corpse, slowly stood up, stared coldly at Mo Dump Chi, and said, "Why did you spend 30,000 taels of silver to kill him?" Obviously, although the young man was very sad, his ears were still sensitive, and he listened to Mo Dump Chi's words in his ears.

Mo Tingchi laughed happily, pointed to Tian Boguang's corpse, and said, "Do you know who he is?"

The young man was silent.

Mo Dump Chi continued: "He is a thief who picks ~ flowers and harms the chastity of hundreds of young girls, shouldn't I kill him?"

The young man remained silent. He is not an unreasonable person, in all fairness, Tian Boguang's behavior should indeed have died a long time ago, but Tian Boguang is his friend, and the young man clenched his fists. Don't speak.

Mo Tingchi asked, "Do you have any other questions?"

The young man still did not speak.

Mo Tingchi nodded to himself, "I think you shouldn't have any problems." Therefore, Mo Dump Chi walked towards the young man, to be precise, towards Tian Boguang's corpse, and he was about to mention Tian Boguang.

A sharp light flashed in the young man's eyes, and he looked coldly at the person in front of him. With a flick of his wrist, the sword was already unsheathed, and he stabbed straight into the ink pool.

The sword of the soon, although not as red as the Central Plains, is also rare in the rivers and lakes.

However, Mo Tingchi's body bent. Deftly dodging the sword, he took two steps back and looked at the young man who suddenly drew his sword, his face was already a little gloomy.

He stared coldly at the young man holding the sword, and said, "What do you want to do? Do you want to avenge him?"

The young man did not show weakness, looked at him coldly, and said in a deep voice: "What do you want to do?"

He said: "Of course I took him to the official mansion, I used 30,000 taels of silver to kill him, can't I still tell the world that Tian Boguang, who is alone for thousands of miles, is dead?"

The young man smiled disdainfully, pierced his purpose, and said, "I think you want to earn Tian Boguang's bounty!"

He smiled slightly: "Is there something wrong? I spent 30,000 taels of silver to kill Tian Boguang." Aren't you going to allow me to earn back five thousand taels?"

The young man fell silent. There is no rule in this world that only allows spending money and not allowing money, and logically speaking, this person should earn back a little to make up for the loss, but Tian Boguang is his friend, so he can't ignore it.

After a moment of silence, the young man looked at Mo Dump Chi, pointed to Tian Boguang on the ground, and said, "You should be able to see that he is dead." ”

Mo Tingchi nodded, and explained the young man's purpose in one word, "I can see that he is dead, and I can also see that you don't want me to take him away." ”

The young man said: "Therefore I beg you not to take him away." Let me bury him. The young man's words were already pleading.

Mo Tingchi smiled, smiling even more pleasantly, he nodded, and said, "I can not take him away." But you have to promise me one condition. ”

The young man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "What conditions?"

Mo Tianchi lowered his head and glanced at Tian Boguang's head, and said, "I can not take Tian Boguang's people away, but I want to cut off Tian Boguang's head, and the government and the world need to use his head to give an explanation." ”

The young man's face had sunk, and he looked coldly at the ruthless young man in front of him who did not know how to regress at all. He didn't speak, his hand was already gripping the sword.

Mo Dump Chi still smiled very calmly and very brightly, and looked at the young man: "It seems that you are also unwilling to agree to this person's conditions, so we still have a way to solve the problem: if you overcome me, you can take him away." ”

The young man was silent, although the person in front of him was the culprit who killed Tian Boguang, he didn't want to kill the person in front of him. The young man came up with an idea and said, "I can testify for you that Tian Boguang has been killed by you." ”

Mo Qianchi coldly refused: "I only need Tian Boguang to testify, so you have three paths." ”

The young man took a deep breath, looked at Mo Tingchi and said, "Then there is only offense." ”

Mo Tingchi smiled, took the sword from his waist very calmly, and said, "No offense, you just need to remember my name - my name is Mo Tingchi." ”

The young man took a deep breath and said, "My name is Ling Hu Chong, you can come to me at any time." ”

Mo Tingchi smiled and said, "No!" Immediately, the person had already disappeared in place, Ling Hu Chong's pupils shrank sharply, looked at Mo Tingchi who rushed forward, and pulled out his sword.

His swordsmanship is not superb, but it can be regarded as outstanding, and only the master and gentleman Jianyue Buqun can slightly suppress him from Huashan Mountain, he rarely shoots with all his strength, but this time he has to go all out, the strength of this person in front of him is far beyond his expectations, and the height of this person's swordsmanship is really rare.

The sword light is flying, and the sword intent is vertical and horizontal.

Linghu Chong attacked with a Huashan fast sword.

Mo poured out his sword calmly, one sword slower than the other, but one sword was stronger than the other.

One sword breaks several swords, and one sword breaks ten swords.

Mo poured out four swords, crushing Ling Hu Chong's sword momentum, and the sword pointed at Ling Hu Chong's chest.

The winner is decided.

The sword only paused in Ling Hu Chong's chest, and the next moment the sword was fast.

Ling Hu Chong's pupils shrank sharply, and his eyes were about to split.

I saw that the sword was quickly slashed down, and immediately blood flew sideways.

Tian Boguang's head ejected and landed on Mo Tingchi's left hand.

Put the sword back into its sheath.

The Ink Dumping Pool and Ling Hu Chong passed by, and the Ink Dumping Pool paused at this time.

He said: "Since you can't decide, then I will decide for you, now Tian Boguang is yours!"

After finishing speaking, Mo Dumping Pond had already left.

All that remained of the restaurant was a headless corpse and a young man.

The young man clenched his fists, his eyes full of coldness and murderous intent.

In a shadow where no one was looking, a pair of eyes stared at the scene of the battle, and when the battle was over, the man left quickly.

If a person walks on the street with a person's head on his head, it is naturally a very eye-catching thing. Everyone avoided the Ink Dump Pond far away, and soon the county magistrate's catcher quickly found the Ink Dump Pond.

The man did not have the fear, disgust, or surprise that ordinary people would have when they saw the Ink Pool, he just looked at the Ink Pool with great pleasure and looked at the bloodstained head very carefully.

There was so much blood on his head, so the man squatted down and wiped the head clean and looked closely.

Mo Tingchi lifted the human head without any movement, even if the person held the bloody head and watched it up close, he just looked at the alien very happily.

After a short time, this anomaly finally saw the head clearly, stood up and looked at Mo Dump Chi, and said, "You really brought him." ”

Mo Tianchi smiled and said: "I have always promised a thousand gold, and this head is worth five thousand taels of silver, I can't help but bring it." ”

Five thousand taels, this is the silver taels that most people can't earn in their lifetime, this person said five thousand taels of silver very solemnly, but he easily threw the head to this catcher, and this catcher is also very strange, not polite or excited at all, and calmly took this bleeding head.

He carried the human head of the lion and said, "This head is worth five thousand taels, but I can only give you four thousand five hundred taels." ”

Mo poured into the pond very naturally, as if he had known that this was the case, and said, "Very reasonable price, so I can go now." ”

Zhu Kuai was stunned for a moment, and finally showed a hint of surprise in his eyes, he called out to Mo Tingchi, who had already turned around, and yelled, "You really left like this?"

Mo Dump Chi turned to look at this very strange person and said with a smile: "Do you still want me to leave anything?"

Caught quickly spat on the ground, ignoring the strange eyes of the crowd, and asked, "I mean you believe me so much?"

Mo Dump Chi shook his head very facelessly and said, "I don't believe you, I just believe that silver won't grow wings and fly away from my pocket." With that, Mo poured out and left.

The young man looked at the ink dumping pond that was getting farther and farther away, and suddenly shouted loudly: "My name is Liu Changjie, and I will come to you." ”

Mo Tingchi didn't turn around, but waved his hand at this catcher called Liu Changjie.

Liu Changjie looked at Tian Boguang's head, and there was no happiness in earning five hundred taels of silver, but he just looked sad and sighed softly: "It seems that I am going to cause trouble again." ”

Having said that, Liu Changjie quickly wrapped up the head and walked towards the yamen.

No one knew that this ordinary catcher named Liu Changjie had only met Mo Dumping Chi less than three times and said less than ten words. Such a strange relationship, why is Mo Dumping Chi willing to give 5,000 taels of silver to this person named Liu Changjie?

The reason couldn't be simpler, so Mo Dump Chi investigated this Liu Chang Street.

Liu Changjie is an out-and-out smart person, but he is also an out-and-out honest person. A smart person is not necessarily dishonest, and an honest person is not necessarily not smart, Mo Dump Chi understands this truth very well, so he handed over five thousand taels of silver to a smart and honest person, can he not feel at ease?

Mo Tianchi walked briskly towards Qionghua Tower, he still had one thing to do now-that was to respectfully send away the great god of the Central Plains.

It's easy to please God, but fortunately, there are enough silver taels in the ink pool. (To be continued.) )