"Just today, the King of Qin took action... He said that a scum named Qiao came to the Qin Palace some time ago, calling himself Qiao Shui..."
"This man surnamed Qiao came to visit King Qin, claiming to be from the Qiao family, a longevity family that has become famous recently!"
The longevity Qiao family... obviously the Qiao family that Qiao Mu belongs to.
"King Qin thought that since you and I are both of the same kind and are determined to fight against the aliens, he entertained the visitor... But he didn't expect that Qiao Shui would actually turn the tables and secretly collude with the aliens of the Da Dao Sect and the wealthy Li Gongde of the imperial capital to cooperate with him..."
"Fortunately, the King of Qin was extremely powerful. Although he defeated Qiao Shui, he managed to save his life, leaving his accomplice Li Gongde to be captured by him."
"Early this morning, he will torture Li Gongde to death in front of the vegetable market in Daqin Prefecture as a warning to others and tell the world that this is the fate of colluding with aliens."
"He said that the man who called himself Qiao Shui might just be a scum among the Qiao family who disregarded the family rules. If a true Qiao family member who abides by the family rules and has a sense of morality comes and explains the matter clearly, the misunderstanding will naturally be resolved."
When Hu Han said this, he just felt that he couldn't understand:
"Mr. Qiao, what drama do you think the King of Qin is acting in?"
"I went to Caishikou this morning to take a look. Li Gongde, who weighed several hundred kilograms, was hung there in the open, groaning. His skin had peeled off and one of his hands was chopped off. He was thrown in front of Caishikou to feed the dogs."
"How could someone in this world use his own subordinates to trick Mr. Qiao? Who could fall for such an obvious conspiracy?"
But after he said this, Qiumu and Wayne fell silent.
The two of them looked at each other and frowned unconsciously.
Li Gongde is a man of deep thoughts and questionable behavior, and it is difficult to judge whether he is a friend or an enemy.
Wayne suspected that this might be an act, but he was not too sure... After all, he had been released by Li Gongde.
"Wayne, do you think the King of Qin discovered that Li Gongde was pretending to obey his orders but actually disobeyed them? And secretly released me...?" Qiao Mu frowned.
"... ..This is the King of Qin's conspiracy. He has always acted recklessly. If he doesn't capture Li Gongde as bait, he can just capture some civilians in the city at will." Wayne sighed:
"The King of Qin has always been ruthless and decisive. He made such a decision in just one day."
"Whether it's true or not depends entirely on the words of the King of Qin. If Old Qiao goes to the Caishikou execution ground, I'm afraid he will be blamed for nothing."
"If Mr. Qiao doesn't go..." Wayne didn't say anything else.
You don’t have to guess the result.
Ever since the Qiao family and three hundred veterans walked out of the hundred-mile desert, the Qiao family became famous in Zhongzhou, and they were also deified along with the exiled sword immortal.
The higher you stand, the more painful it will be when you fall.
"It seems that there is no time to rest and practice." Qiao Mu stood up.
"Wait a minute. Mr. Qiao, please think twice." Wayne waved his hand and said:
"I'm not stopping Mr. Qiao from coming forward, but if Mr. Qiao goes, he will fall into a trap."
"If this happens once, the enemy will know that this is the Qiao family's weak spot, and there will be two or three more in the future."
As a great detective, Wayne has naturally seen countless people, and he especially understands the minds of lawless criminals.
"If Mr. Qiao wants to go, he shouldn't be so quick. He should change into night clothes and change his identity..."
Wayne has some experience in this matter.
Many martial artists have two masks, one in public and one in private.
If you encounter trouble, you can use a pseudonym or a fake identity to separate it from your real identity.
The murders and arson were all done under false pretenses, and on the surface he could still be a hero admired by everyone.
There were many such people among the serious criminals that Wayne had caught. Even Wayne himself had a fake identity when he was wandering around in the underworld, but his purpose was slightly different.
Wayne's official identity is a great detective, so he has to follow the rules in what he says and does and obey the laws of Dayan.
But when he encountered things that were beyond the reach of Dayan’s laws, such as major cases involving wealthy and powerful people, he often had no choice but to put on his night clothes and come back at night.
Wayne became more and more excited as he talked, and even opened the secret door of the cellar in front of Qiumu.
This mountain cabin may seem simple, but there are seven or eight spare night clothes in the cellar, and they generously offered to give two to Qiao Mu...
"What you said makes sense." Qiao Mu nodded:
"But I don't want to."
"Wayne, you have your experience, but I also have my experience." Qiao Mu said lightly:
"I once had a friend named Guo who used his own life to teach me a truth."
"A thousand calculations are not as good as one word of recklessness."
After saying this, he stood up and walked out without looking back.
... .
He stopped only when he reached a deserted part of the mountain.
Although it is called reckless, it does not mean that it is really mindless.
The brainless Reckless Man fell directly into the trap set by the King of Qin. It was just as Wayne said, even if it succeeded this time, there would be a second King of Qin and a third King of Qin.
Wayne's experience belongs to Wayne, and Qiumu has his considerations.
He went there not to save people, but with the intention of killing people.
This is how it is played out in TV dramas. If you put down your sword when threatened, the result will most likely be the death of both the hostage and yourself.
"Then next... I need a fresh corpse that is as complete as possible."
Qiao Mu stood alone in the forest, pointed a finger at his own temple, and used force with his fingertips to hit his forehead.
"Five years, that's a long time indeed."
His eyes quickly became unfocused and his body collapsed to the ground.
... .
When I opened my eyes, Qiao Mu had fallen asleep.
The mind sank into the Longevity Lock in the heart, and a stream of information emerged from it.
This death rating: C- (brain-opening)
Lifespan lost due to death: 5 (1*5) years
Remaining revives this week: 4/5
Current age: 210 (5 years remaining)
Qi and blood: 21%
Skills: Slightly
"Is it really five years?" Qiao Mu said to himself.
Suicide refresh can restore the body to its best condition.
It would take more than a day or two to restore the original body through the transformation of flesh and blood, so Qiumu made this decision.
But the resurrection time is at least one year, and the two chains of the Longevity Lock are broken, so the time in the dream is calculated at five times.
"So next, should we practice the Longevity Fist first, or the Light Kung Fu Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps?"
"As a more expensive golden-body Taoist soldier, the King of Qin must be stronger than the bronze-skinned and iron-boned Taoist soldiers."
"After five years of practicing the Changsheng Fist, even if the Qi and blood will recover, it is impossible for the physical body to compete with the immortal materials."
"Then let's practice Qinggong first."
With a thought, the surrounding scenery changed suddenly, turning into the same cliff and wooden house as before, except that Wayne was no longer nearby.
He leaped forward, bursting out his internal strength, and in three or two steps he rushed up to the waterfall wet with water droplets, and rushed up step by step.
Not long after, he slipped again and fell into the pool, splashing huge water.
But as he thought about it, the water stains on his clothes dried up, and he stood under the waterfall again.
"In a dream, you are not afraid of getting hurt, and you will not really die. You can practice martial arts more recklessly, and it is naturally much more efficient than practicing martial arts in the outside world."
"The only downside is... it's boring."
Qiao Mu sighed slightly.
He would never fall in love with studying even after studying for ten or twenty years. He had practiced martial arts for nearly two hundred years in total, and even though it had become a muscular habit, he still found it boring.
..
Another person walked out of the forest, picked up "Qiao Shui" who had just died on the ground, and gently pressed his fingers on Qiao Shui's brain.
A calico cat sat next to them, licked its paws, tilted its head, and looked at the two members of the Qiao family with a dull look in its eyes.
Well, although it didn't understand why, it was not that surprised anymore.
Chapter 241 Ironhead Reckless Death (4k
When Qiao Mu walked out of the forest, he had become two people.
The five years in the dream were just a shallow dream of C-. During these five years, Qiao Mu only practiced Qinggong and continued to practice the Sumeru Mountain King Sutra.
Over the past five years, the Qi and Blood column has dropped from 21% to 19%.
As for the super light Kung Fu, Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon, which he learned from Wayne, he could only say that he had basically mastered it after five years of hard training. Although he had not yet climbed up the 100-meter cliff, he was already halfway to the summit.
In five years, practicing martial arts is only a small part of the process. The important thing is to refresh the physical condition and obtain a relatively intact body of "Qiao Shui".
"Then next, the troops should be divided into two groups." Qiao Mu thought to himself.
Obviously, there would be no good result if we followed the King of Qin's script, so Qiao Mu had his own script.
Hu Han brought news from Caishikou, saying that the King of Qin was in Caishikou of the Qin Prefecture, supervising executions just like he did in the imperial capital, and was doing his old job again.
This time, Qiao Mu prepared to split his troops into two groups.
The nickname "Qiao Shui" went directly to the Prince Qin's mansion to steal the house.
The real body of the large tree went to Caishikou to observe secretly. If he could lure the tiger away from the mountain and get the King of Qin to leave temporarily, he would take the opportunity to act.
If you can't... then just rush in.
But now that things have come to this, Qiao Mu no longer has any hope of saving Li Gongde's life.
When he went out on this trip, he actually had only one thought in his mind, which was to blow the King of Qin's head off.
The forest where Wayne lives in seclusion is located outside the city, not far from the Daqin city.
Qiao Mu performed the Eight Steps of Heavenly Dragon Light Kung Fu, and his body flew across the sky like an eagle.
Passersby often only see a shadow passing by, and then the tree disappears from their sight.
Around noon, Qiao Mu had re-entered the Qin Palace and parted ways with his own body... This time, the granulation tissue he left in "Qiao Shui's" brain was quite large, which was different from Qiao Xiaoming's previous one.
In a blink of an eye, Qiao Shui arrived alone at the gate of Prince Qin's Mansion.
As a royal palace, this mansion is naturally quite majestic, with a vermilion gate, two stone lions guarding the house, and strong soldiers with bulging temples standing at the door.
Qiao Mu took a few steps closer, slowly drew out his sword, and looked up at the plaque of the Qin Palace.
"Stop, what are you doing?" The guard at the door had already seen that Qiao Shui had bad intentions, and his hand was already on the scabbard at his waist.
But Qiao Shui ignored them and took a deep breath.
The long sword in his hand was as fast as lightning. In an instant, the sword light flashed through the air like a streak of silk, splitting the plaque of the Prince of Qin's Mansion into two.
The sword's force was still there, leaving a long gully at the front door of the Prince Qin's Mansion, and the plaque fell to the ground with a loud bang.
This time, what he wanted was to be high-profile and to alert the enemy.
... ..
Caishikou of Daqin Prefecture.
The King of Qin sat upright at the desk, squinting his eyes as he looked down at the execution ground below.
There were often hundreds of people coming and going around the execution ground, making it quite lively.
No matter where they were, people were there to watch the fun, whether it was the imperial capital or the Qin Palace.
Qin Shiqing had long been tired of the so-called fickleness of human nature in his life. He had seen too many similar dramas and felt bored. He cut off his worldly ties many years ago, leaving only a firm heart towards the Tao.
Although his faith in Taoism was firm, he had long been tired of such drama.
"Don't you like to dip steamed buns? Dip it!" Qin Shiqing picked up a bloody broken leg, held down a middle-aged man who was holding a steamed bun and trying to squeeze in at the edge of the execution ground, and rubbed the cut of the broken leg on the middle-aged man's hand.