"After all, Qiao Shuanglin is a stronger warrior than the Sword Demon. It's too simple to expect these ordinary people to stop him."
“Today, this is just the first step.”
"The best is yet to come. This step alone is not enough to bring disgrace upon Qiao Shuanglin."
He sat at the table with his eyes closed, thinking, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrests of the chair.
Fang Fang was also sensible. She stood behind Wan Ronghua and gently massaged his shoulders. The fragrant smell and the warm feeling on his back made Wan Ronghua feel very comfortable.
"By the way, there is also Qin Shiqing, Lord Qin." Wan Ronghua suddenly opened his eyes.
"Qin Shiqing is the warden of the Heavenly Prison. He was the officer who supervised the execution of Qiao Zhong at Caishikou that day!"
"I heard that Qiao Zhong was stubborn and refused to kneel, and it was the supervising officer Qin Shiqing who kicked Qiao Zhong's legs and broke them before the executioner could execute him."
"This Qiao Shuanglin kept saying two nights ago that he wanted to avenge his sixty-year-old son Qiao Zhong. This was not only a declaration of war against the Great Yan court and the Immortal Sect, but I'm afraid that the supervising official Qin Shiqing was also among them."
"With Qin Shiqing's vindictive personality, how could he tolerate Qiao Shuanglin's outrageous words?"
"Master, are you planning to... kill someone with a borrowed knife?" Fang Fang asked.
"This is not borrowing a knife to kill someone, it's just going with the flow." Wan Ronghua said with a smile:
"As long as we build momentum, those who want to kill Qiao Shuanglin will line up from the outskirts of the city to the gate of the palace..."
... .
A long time passed.
Hai Wuya walked out from the inner hall of the clinic.
He was immersed in the painting with Dong Xinglin in the inner hall and was unaware of what was happening outside. He only heard about what had just happened now.
After listening to the middle-aged doctor's explanation, Hai Wuya's face suddenly changed and he hurried out.
"Brother Hai, where are you going in such a hurry?"
"Go find Qiao Shuanglin." He said hurriedly:
"Qiao Shuanglin and Qiao Zhong in the prison are indeed father and son. They both have fiery tempers... If such people get stuck in a dead end and are angered by the stupidity and hostility of the people, and go astray, it will be a misfortune for our Great Yan."
Dong Xinglin blinked his eyes, thinking:
"Brother Hai has a very high opinion of Qiao Shuanglin."
... ..
Half an hour later.
In the Fang family's old house, Hai Wuya came in a hurry.
He didn't know where Qiao Mu lived, but wanted to pass a message through the jailer Fang Yuan. However, when he arrived at the Fang family's old house, he happened to find Qiao Mu in the courtyard.
"Brother Qiao, please don't get angry." Hai Wuya said quickly:
"I've heard about what happened at the entrance of the clinic just now."
"Although the public is ignorant and rude, this matter is actually a bit strange. I suspect that someone is secretly instigating and fanning the flames..."
"Brother Hai, you came here just to tell me about this?" To Hai Wuya's surprise, Qiao Mu seemed very calm, as if he didn't take the previous turmoil seriously.
"Brother Qiao, I will investigate who is fanning the flames behind this matter." Hai Wuya is now a second-rank official of the dynasty and one of the six ministers. He is in a high position and has great power, so he is naturally confident when he says this.
"Before we find out the clues, I hope Brother Qiao will keep a low profile and try not to go out." Hai Wuya's eyes fell on Qiao Mu's face, observing the changes in his expression, and said deeply:
"In my opinion, no matter who is hiding behind the scenes, this farce in front of the clinic is probably just the beginning."
"Low-key? Okay." Qiao Mu agreed with a smile on his face:
"I am a person who is as humble as the light and dust. I do not like fighting, and I like peace the most."
Chapter 149 Take My Head
When Hai Wuya heard Qiao Shuanglin calling himself He Guang Tongchen, the corner of his eyes twitched slightly, but he didn't say much.
Anyone who heard what happened in front of the clinic would not associate this 90-year-old man with He Guang Tong Chen, right
But Qiumu had said all he wanted to say, and he had nothing to say.
Just as he was about to leave, Hai Wuya was stopped by Qiao Mu:
"Brother Hai, there is one thing I don't understand." Qiao Mu said:
"In the hall of the clinic, we talked about the essence of martial arts, saving the world and the people, saving the nation... But as soon as I left the house, I was immediately framed by villains and condemned by thousands of people. Brother Hai, don't you think it's contradictory?"
According to Hai Wuya before, he and Qiao Mu were all seeds of martial arts, pioneers of martial arts who fought against the immortal sect, and they said that martial arts was the way of humanity.
But once he got out of the house, the warrior who was said to be the inheritor of humanity by Hai Wuya was immediately criticized by the people of the same origin, and it was suspected that someone was framing him behind the scenes...
When Hai Wuya heard this, he turned around and looked at Qiao Mu.
Obviously, in Hai Wuya's opinion, although Qiao Mu was not shaken by the criticism from the crowd outside the clinic, he did have a trace of resentment in his heart.
He thought for a moment and replied;
"Today, the people are ignorant and stupid... Therefore, we warriors should rise up."
Qiumu didn't answer.
Hai Wuya restrained his expression and said seriously:
"Whether they are immortal cultivators or warriors of my generation, they are far stronger than ordinary people."
"Neither immortal cultivators nor warriors engage in production, but the resources they have required to practice hard all the way to this day far exceed what an ordinary person can consume in a lifetime."
"There is no god in this world who doesn't eat the food of the mortal world. Cultivators need the incense of mortals, and we warriors also need a lot of meat and medicinal supplements."
"You and I have the strength we have today thanks to our own hard work, but we also rely on the support of the common people in this world. The stronger the warrior, the more this is true."
"If you want to wear the official hat, you must bear its weight."
"In this case, we have to do something for the common people... even if they are short-sighted, stupid, easily incited, and constantly attack each other."
Qiao Mu looked straight at the boundless sea.
Perhaps it was because Hai Wuya had stayed in the Heavenly Prison for too long, and although he was a minister, he did not have the chance to enjoy much power.
From his answer, he felt that this person did not look like a serious warrior or an official at all, but more like a scholar shining with the brilliance of ideals.
"Ahem, Brother Qiao, if there is nothing else, I will take my leave."
Hai Wuya coughed twice, then turned and left.
Qiao Mu did not refute and sat in the courtyard watching Hai Wuya leave.
Hai Wuya has a broad mind, perhaps he is a person who repays evil with kindness.
Qiao Mu is as broad-minded as Hai Wuya. He regards everyone who frames him, especially those who can kill him, as a close friend and remembers them deeply in his heart.
Then send them to heaven as soon as possible.
"Hai Wuya wants me to keep a low profile? Wait for him to investigate slowly?" Qiao Mu shook his head secretly.
Of course he also wanted to know who was plotting against him... After all, he had provoked too many enemies and foes, and he couldn't think of it at the moment.
If the death is not of high quality, how can we quickly deduce the "Humanity Sutra"
Qiao Mu was once stuck on the path of refining the spirit because the Wu Ji Society deliberately blocked him from the second half of the spirit refining technique. He could not make any progress and it was difficult for him to break into the third level of spirit refining.
But now he has let it go.
After the death of the Martial Saint, he had also seen clearly the limit of the so-called way of refining the spirit... .
People all say that the Martial Saint is the best in the martial arts world and no one can match him. So the existing way of refining the spirit may really not be enough to be compared with that of the immortal cultivators.
So now that we have obtained the "Book of Humanity", why should we be restrained
"Tomorrow morning, go to Caishikou to get my head." Qiao Mu made the decision.
The heads of death row prisoners who were beheaded in Caishikou would be hung on a wooden rack for display for many days.
Taking the head by force is naturally against the laws of Dayan and will inevitably incur the wrath of the imperial court.
By then, why worry about not being able to die with high quality
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"Qiao Shuanglin? Are the Qiao family members finally showing up in the imperial capital next time? I've been waiting for a long time."
Inside the Da Dao Sect Taoist temple in the north of the imperial capital, Dao Zhen, a disciple who had just returned, heard the news and showed great anticipation on his face.
In the past few days, he was not in the imperial capital, but was enforcing the law outside, fighting with several demon monks and preventing several human disasters in Zhongzhou.
Zhongzhou is the vegetable garden of Da Dao Sect, so naturally, no one else is allowed to pick the fruits by force.
It was just that Daozhen couldn’t control the damage caused during the fight, so he didn’t really care.
Mortals are mayflies that provide incense. If they can be protected, then they should be protected. If they cannot be protected, then they can be left alone.
Daozhen stood up, and his figure turned into a long rainbow and just broke through the air, but he heard the voices of the monks behind him:
"Hey, Senior Brother Daozhen, are you going out again?"
"These past few days, Senior Sister Daoxu from our sect said that she had obtained a new magic weapon and has been looking for you to fight with her."
Daozhen and Daoxu are brothers from the same sect, both of whom are disciples of Elder Qingyi.
The two had similar levels of cultivation, and had joined the Immortal Sect at about the same time, so Daoxu had a strong desire to fight with them.
It's just that Daozhen is a lazy person. He usually only likes to observe outstanding mortals. He doesn't like to compete with others and has deliberately avoided them many times.
"Senior Sister Daoxu?" Daozhen frowned slightly when he heard this person's name, but then relaxed his brows immediately, looking normal and smiling:
"Then I have to go."
His body turned into a rainbow and finally disappeared above the Taoist temple.
After finally returning to the imperial capital, he was so interested in observing ordinary people that he had no intention of fighting with his fellow brothers.
"This Senior Brother Daozhen is a kind person... but it's a pity that Senior Sister Daoxu is not."
"He couldn't find Senior Sister Daoxu this time, but he didn't know what to do..." The other disciples also sighed.
Although they are from the same school, Elder Qingyi's disciples naturally do not have the same status as other disciples.
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"The scum of the Qiao family, Qiao Shuanglin, who seeks fame and reputation?"
"The Qiao family in Nanzhou risked their lives, but Qiao Shuanglin in Zhongzhou only wanted fame..."
The storyteller Jiang Chen looked at the piece of secret information in his hand, frowned unconsciously, and looked at Shunfenger beside him.
"Senior, this is inappropriate, isn't it?"
"Whether this is true or not is still unknown. Isn't it too early to speak out now?"
"What do you know?" Shunfenger laughed:
"We are Tingchao Lou, so we believe everything we hear. We just make money from these little gossips. Is it really that important whether it is true or not?"
"Just tell me, is this incident bizarre enough? Is it enough to overturn the warriors' previous impression of the Qiao family in Nanzhou?"
Jiang Chen opened his mouth, speechless for a moment.
Shunfenger is a faction of Tingchaolou's strange stories. The things they were tracking before happened to be both bizarre and true. Now he has finally understood the similarities and differences between Shunfenger and him...
Chapter 150 Don’t run, you old pervert!
The second day.
Qiao Mu went out and headed straight towards the Caishikou of the imperial capital.
Caishikou is always busy, especially in the early morning when the market is open.
As we got closer to the trees, more and more people were passing through the road, and it became busier.
Qiao Mu did not walk fast and did not wear any disguise, intentionally exposing his face to the world.
While walking, he did not forget to pay attention to the pedestrians around him, expecting that some force would lose its restraint and jump out to attack him.
After walking on the road for a long time, he did not sense any strong person, but with his extraordinary hearing, he heard the whispers of people around him.
"That person over there is the famous Qiao family member, Qiao Shuanglin?"