"I heard that he is a hard-hearted old man, but he is obsessed with reputation. Yesterday, at the entrance of the clinic of the Xinglin Miracle Doctor, he ordered his followers to beat up people just because they blocked the way."
"Keep your voice down, he seems to be looking over here?"
“... .”
Qiao Mu didn't care about the whispers of ordinary people. He was just curious about the speed at which these rumors spread, which was indeed beyond his imagination.
Hai Wuya's guess should be true. There must be someone behind the scenes fanning the flames. After all, the imperial capital is not a small place like Yancheng. A trivial matter can spread to half of the city overnight.
"Hmm... Daozhen from the Da Dao Sect?" Qiao Mu saw a slightly familiar figure at the door of a roadside teahouse.
The other person was drinking morning tea. When he saw Qiao Mu looking at him, he smiled and nodded in greeting, looking very easy to talk to.
Qiao Mu's eyes narrowed, but he just nodded slightly.
His current persona is the father of Qiao Zhong, a prisoner in Tianlao, so he is naturally unfamiliar with Dao Zhen.
Being able to see through Dao at a glance is really extraordinary, and can be explained by Qiao Mu's extraordinary eyesight. If I talk to him in detail, it will not fit in with the setting that we have never met before.
Qiao Mu turned his head and continued walking as if nothing had happened.
Soon, they arrived at the Caishi Street in the imperial capital, and the number of pedestrians around them was gradually increasing and endless.
"Why hasn't anyone come to me yet? Who can chop off my beautiful head this time?"
Qiao Mu stroked his head with his hand, feeling slightly disappointed.
Apart from Daozhen of the Da Dao Sect, he did not notice any strong people around him who could make him look up to him.
Since there was no unusual movement, he focused his attention on the Caishikou execution ground in the distance.
On one side of the execution ground, there was a sharpened wooden stake, and Qiao Zhong’s head was impaled on the stake as a warning to others.
This head seemed to have been specially embalmed by government officials, and the facial features are still lifelike, as if it were at the moment before Qiao Zhong's death.
However, the people in Caishikou were already used to this, and they looked normal, not even looking at the head for long.
Only some children who came to Caishikou for the first time would look at it a few more times, then look away in shock and fear, and then couldn't help but look a few more times.
"It's time to take my head." Qiao Mu murmured.
Just as his attention was focused on his own head in the distance.
Suddenly, a figure approached from behind, intentionally or unintentionally.
Qiao Mu seemed to sense something and slightly turned sideways to avoid it.
But this figure came closer and suddenly said "Ouch", which sounded like a panicked female voice.
Turning around, I saw a young woman in her early twenties with a plump figure, who was looking at me with a look of shock and anger on her face.
"It's indecent!" The young woman screamed, standing by the roadside in shame and anger.
The voice was sharp and loud, cutting through the hustle and bustle of the vegetable market.
The imperial capital's Caishikou was crowded with onlookers. They usually couldn't get enough of the beheading shows, and now, after hearing such a scream, many people looked over.
"What happened?"
The butcher who was slaughtering pigs at the stall next to him put his knife on the chopping block and strode over.
He glanced at the young woman's plump and graceful figure, subconsciously wiped the apron in front of her belly with both hands twice, and then walked forward.
"Young lady, what's wrong with you?" he asked in a rough voice.
I saw the young woman standing by the road, her eyes were filled with tears, she was angry and pointed at the tree next to her:
"This old man, he just, he just..." Halfway through his words, tears started falling like beads, wetting his chest, making people feel pity for him.
At this time, more and more people gathered around, forming a small circle, surrounding Qiumu in the middle.
"You shameless old man, don't even think about running away..." the butcher shouted in a gruff voice and volunteered to come forward and take Qiao Mu.
But after taking two steps, he saw Qiao Mu standing there, with no intention of running away at all.
Moreover, the old man looked very old, with a body as straight as a pine tree and sharp eyes. This glance made the butcher subconsciously retract his hand for a moment.
"Here comes this... Almost made me embarrassed." Qiao Mu sighed slightly in his heart, his eyes fell on the young woman's face.
He felt vaguely that the young woman looked familiar, and when he thought about it carefully, she seemed to be among the crowd that stopped him outside the clinic yesterday...
"This old man is Qiao Shuanglin. I remember him! He was the one who beat people up in front of the Xinglin Clinic yesterday!"
"By the way, is he the Qiao family member from Nanzhou? How dare he be so arrogant in our imperial capital?"
"You are seeking fame and reputation Qiao Shuanglin. You attacked me yesterday, but you can't hold back today?"
There were many people walking in the Caishikou, and soon a righteous person stepped forward from the crowd, identified Qiao Mu, and explained the identity of Qiao Shuanglin and the cause and effect to the onlookers who did not know the truth.
"Is it ever going to end?" Qiao Mu became a little impatient listening to the gossip around him.
Now, he was even more certain that someone must have been secretly fanning the flames of the crowd in the clinic yesterday.
The two incidents yesterday and today were conducted in exactly the same style, both of them were done in the dark to instigate the public... .
"This job is really rough." Qiao Mu sneered in his heart.
The farce in front of the clinic yesterday was nothing, he took the initiative to pay the medical fees on behalf of others, and the other party took the opportunity to make a fuss.
And today's task is to frame him, a high-level martial artist with keen five senses
Although Qiao Mu's attention was focused on his own people and he did not notice the approach of an ordinary person like the young woman in advance, he also knew that he did not touch the young woman's body just now and he subconsciously avoided it.
Even if he was absent-minded, Qiao Mu was a warrior now, and it was not someone an ordinary person could mess with.
Then the truth is obviously obvious... I think anyone with insight can see through the strangeness in it.
"Old man, you are so shameless. You did such a shameless thing and you still look like you don't care?"
"The old man who refuses to die is a thief! Surround this shameless old man, don't let him get away, report to the police quickly."
The surrounding noise gradually became noisier, and the people were filled with righteous indignation and surrounded Qiao Mu, just like the farce in front of the clinic yesterday.
Chapter 151 He is anxious (4k
A crowd of people was surging in Caishi Street, surrounding a man and a woman in the middle of the road.
The man was an old man in his nineties. He was surrounded by a crowd and had a cold and hard expression.
The woman was a plump and graceful young woman, with a look of mixed shame and anger, and tears in her eyes that had smudged her makeup.
More and more pedestrians on Caishi Street were attracted by this incident and kept gathering from all directions, and the situation was gradually escalating.
at the same time.
There were also many eyes in the dark, watching this scene.
Among them was Daozhen, a disciple of the Da Dao Sect, who was sitting at the Eight Immortals table in front of the teahouse on Caishi Street.
He sat leisurely, blew on the hot tea gently, raised the cup of hot tea and drank it.
While he tilted his head back to drink tea, his eyes were still fixed on Qiao Mu. He looked a bit like a primary school student watching TV while eating, afraid of missing any exciting content.
"I don't know how Qiao Shuanglin will deal with this matter."
One of Daozhen's daily interests is to observe mortals, especially those with extraordinary personalities and perseverance.
After seeing Qiao Zhong being beheaded, he became somewhat interested in the Qiao family.
Now that Qiao Shuanglin was caught up in the storm, he would naturally sit back and do nothing, and continue to sit and watch the show. He would even refuse if someone disturbed this good show.
"The Qiao family members in Nanzhou actually have a pretty good reputation."
"Although there is Qiao Pifu, the thug who broke into Xuantian Temple in Heyang Prefecture, there is no one who is afraid of death."
"And this Qiao Shuanglin seems a little different. Does he have a bad reputation in the imperial capital?"
"Among the several members of the Qiao family who have appeared so far, this old man is considered an outlier..."
Daozhen was also very curious about what kind of person Qiao Shuanglin was.
So he continued to watch the show.
... .
The voices gradually became noisier.
The crowd always follows the crowd blindly. When faced with an old man with a calm but cold expression and a young woman crying, they naturally stood on the side of the young woman.
"Surround him, don't let him get away!"
"I heard that this old man practiced martial arts. Although he is old now, he still can easily bully a woman with the little strength he has left."
"Old man, if you really have a clear conscience, you might as well stand there and wait for the officials to come over, and they will naturally be able to prove your innocence."
There are all kinds of sounds around.
Qiao Mu was still relatively calm. He observed carefully for a while and found that these people were not all extras hired by the mastermind. Some of them were truly indignant and stood up to protect the woman.
"It's unreasonable..." Qiao Mu shook his head secretly and turned to leave.
He originally thought that people with insight could easily see through the truth.
But the pedestrians at Caishikou at this moment do not have such good eyesight.
Of course, there is also a possibility... These onlookers don’t really care about the truth. They are just watching the show and subconsciously stand on the side of "justice."
Qiumu had no intention of wasting time with these people.
His eyes suddenly became sharp, and a strong murderous aura emerged again.
Even though Qiao Mu did not master the true method of witnessing spirit cultivation because he had not yet embarked on the path of spirit cultivation, he could still imitate others and use his murderous aura to intimidate this group of ordinary people.
After being glared at by him, the noisy crowd around him suddenly fell silent and unconsciously made way for him.
Qiao Mu was about to leave when he suddenly heard a shout from a distance.
"Hey! That old man has no shame. Don't even think about leaving like this. I, 'Dragon Claw' Hu Han, hate to see such bullying of decent women!"
A sturdy man with a square face stood in front of Qiao Mu.
He glanced at the plump young woman next to him, and unconsciously straightened his chest a little, making his already thick pectoral muscles even more upright and majestic.
"It's the 'Dragon Claw' hero Hu Han!"
"Hero Hu is here too? Can that old man still be violent now?"
Amid the clamor, the young woman seemed to have noticed the gaze of the hero Hu Han, and she blinked her eyes, her eyes turning redder:
"Please ask Mr. Hu to make the decision for me."
"This old man seems to have practiced martial arts. He was frivolous to me just now, and now he is leaving in a hurry after hearing that someone has reported to the police. If there is no hero like Hu Daxia to help him..."
Hearing the young woman's red-eyed begging, Hu Han's eyes widened and he looked very imposing.
"You can't leave, old man!"
"What? You believed her just because of what she said?" Qiao Mu stopped and said calmly:
"How do you know? Isn't this all based on her false accusation? Did someone see me flirting with her just now?"
The sturdy man Hu Han hesitated for a moment, but then shouted loudly:
"False accusation? Who would be willing to risk their own reputation to falsely accuse an old man like you?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone else nodded.
In this feudal dynasty, the reputation of women from good families has always been highly valued.
Many young girls and young women are kept in seclusion and are not allowed to go out and show their faces in public, otherwise they might attract gossip.
This young woman now claims that she was molested on the street. If the news gets out, it will inevitably affect her reputation.
Once one's reputation is ruined, one will be criticized for half of his life. Therefore, in the eyes of others, one would naturally not use one's own reputation to frame others.
Seeing that everyone else nodded in agreement, the hero Hu Han became more confident. He said proudly:
"Don't worry, if you really have a clear conscience, when the government officials come and investigate thoroughly, they will naturally clear your name."
"But if you really did it, I can't pretend I didn't know."
The sturdy man Hu Han crossed his arms and snorted coldly.
"good!"
"We are lucky to have Mr. Hu here today! Otherwise, that old villain would have gotten away with it!" The people around cheered.