"Yes, the world is not good, otherwise how can we blame Mr. Guo?" Ah Cheng was a little excited:
"If you want to blame someone, blame the famine. Blame the Martial Saint, who is just a famous but useless person. He lost the war against the aliens and had to pay compensation and pay lives. This has caused the imperial court to impose heavier taxes, and we farmers can no longer survive."
"Are you trying to kill yourself? Shut up! Is that something you can say? If someone hears you, I'll beat you to death." The chef scolded hurriedly.
The aliens were very far away from them, so far that ordinary people in their small town didn’t even know what the aliens were, but they did have an impact after all.
A speck of dust from the times can become a mountain when it falls on a person's head.
Some people are responsible for carrying the mountain and moving forward, while others are responsible for sitting on the mountain and enjoying a peaceful life. Each has their own division of labor.
While Ah Cheng was chatting with the chefs, a black shadow suddenly jumped in from the window. Its moves were as fast as lightning. After a few slight sounds, the chefs fell to the ground and could not get up.
The eighth-grade warrior Qiao Mu would naturally crush ordinary people, there was no suspense at all.
He held a short gun in his hand, and just now he shot with the gun barrel. With his current gun skills and control, he could knock out ordinary people without killing them. He could easily grasp the degree.
This time when he sneaked into the City Lord's Mansion, a long spear was not easy to carry, so he specially purchased a special pistol in advance. The gun barrel was divided into two sections, upper and lower, which could be connected to become a long spear with just a twist.
"It's the kitchen after all. The preparations we made before are not useless." Qiao Mu said to himself.
Qiao Canxue had long suspected that the city lord Guo Yan was a member of the Wu Ji Society, so he did some investigations on Guo Yan and also got to know more about the situation in the city lord's mansion, so Qiao Mu was able to know where the kitchen was right away.
The City Lord's Mansion is divided into the outer courtyard and the inner courtyard. The inner courtyard is more strictly guarded and is the bedroom of the City Lord and his family.
The kitchen is in the outer courtyard.
Qiao Mu is now an eighth-rank warrior, which is not low in Yan City. For example, Captain Chu was an eighth-rank warrior at the time. He could command more than a thousand people in the military camp and was very impressive.
If Qiao Mu hadn't practiced his physical skills, he might have taken the risk and sneaked directly into the inner courtyard this time.
He had his own reasons for sneaking into the kitchen.
After all, isn't that how it's played out in TV dramas? First sneak into the kitchen, then knock out the chef's servant, and finally change into the servant's clothes and get out.
Qiaomu had no experience in doing this, so he came to the kitchen first.
"It smells so good." Qiaomu Qiaomu didn't hear the conversation between the chef and the chef just now. She was just a little greedy:
"The city lord and his family have such good food? The food I usually eat is not this good."
He was a newly promoted eighth-rank official and had not had time to make money.
Although he was a centurion before, he died before he could receive his salary.
The pension that Lao Huang and others collected was quite a bit, but Qiao Mu didn't want it because he thought he was not really dead.
Qiao Mu's usual eating habits are still at the stage of training. On his birthday, he would just go to a noodle shop and order a bowl of longevity noodles.
"Today is my 30th birthday, my 31st birthday, and my 32nd birthday. I should celebrate. Otherwise, why don't I just eat three big bowls of beef here first?"
Qiao Mu was just about to eat some beef when his eyes suddenly moved to the young servant Acheng who had fainted on the ground.
The eighth-grade warrior has enhanced eyesight. With Qiao Mu's current eyesight, he could detect that Ah Cheng's body had moved slightly just now.
"Pretending to faint? Trembling with fear? This kid is really smart."
Qiao Mu's spearmanship was of course good enough, but mainly because the little servant was only thirteen or fourteen years old and had a childish face, he subconsciously held back.
"I am such a kind person."
Qiao Mu approached Ah Cheng who was lying on the ground pretending to be unconscious, looked down at these people, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.
Or should we kill them all to avoid trouble
As soon as this thought came to his mind, he suppressed it and didn't think about it anymore.
After traveling through time, Qiao Mu made many attempts, big and small, to test his own ability to live forever and how to improve his death rating.
In these attempts, big and small, Qiumu mainly played with his own life in different ways, rather than playing with the lives of others.
Sometimes Qiumu also thought about something very dangerous.
This death evaluation does not state that one must die while saving others to be considered a high-quality death.
If he massacred hundreds or thousands of people and was executed as a wicked sinner, the impact of death itself would certainly be great. Theoretically, it might be considered a high-quality death
With Qiao Mu's current eighth-grade strength, it is very simple to slaughter ordinary people. Doing this is much easier than breaking into the City Lord's Mansion, and it is easy to get points.
Qiao Mu is not afraid of death, so the laws of Dayan cannot punish him.
If he really did that, he, who is immortal, would be able to gain points at the speed of light and soon become the biggest disaster in the land of Kyushu. Even the immortals would call him ancestor when they saw him.
But as a human being, we should always have some bottom line and ethics.
This might sound a little silly.
Qiao Mu said it with a reckless tone, and it seemed that he acted recklessly, but he still had a sense of justice in his heart.
Judging from the actions rather than the intention, this idea just passed through my mind as a joke and I didn't take it seriously.
Judging from the circumstances, Qiumu's deaths these times were really due to saving others.
Just when he was about to take action and knock out Ah Cheng who was pretending to be unconscious.
Outside the kitchen door, there were sounds of dogs barking and people's footsteps coming from far away.
Mr. Guo's voice sounded outside the door:
"This cooked beef is quite fragrant. The smell has spread so far."
"Tsk tsk, this dog has a sharp nose. When it's time to eat meat, he knows to run to the kitchen by himself."
Hearing the sound outside the door, Qiao Mu's face darkened.
The cooked beef he almost put into his mouth just now, was it dog food
Ah Cheng, the servant pretending to be unconscious on the ground, trembled and pinched his thigh flesh unconsciously.
Chapter 38: An unexpected surprise: News from the Emperor
Qiao Mu stood up instantly, went to the tightly closed kitchen door, and looked out through the crack.
After being promoted to the eighth rank, his eyesight had improved a lot. At this moment, he looked out from the door, taking in the situation outside, and saw Mr. Guo at a glance.
It is true that enemies often meet on a narrow road. Qiao Mu originally wanted to sneak in slowly and get into the inner courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, but now he has no chance.
Looking out through the crack in the door, I saw Mr. Guo holding a dog leash in his hand and being dragged by a large black dog.
The big dog seemed to be very excited by the smell of cooked beef, and it kept running and heading straight to the kitchen.
Qiao Mu looked carefully and saw that there seemed to be no servants following Mr. Guo. There were only a few patrolling servants dozens of meters away who occasionally passed by the corner of the eaves.
"Should I do it? If I do, will I be discovered immediately? There may be servants in the blind spot of the door that I haven't seen."
This thought flashed through Qiao Mu's mind, but he soon had no time to think about it.
Because Mr. Guo had already arrived in front of the tightly closed door, the big dog he was holding had already put its front paws on the door and kept barking.
The big dog seemed to have smelled the scent of Qiumu, a stranger, through the door and became a little alert.
"This beast only cares about eating." Master Guo cursed with a smile, then kicked the wooden door, causing it to shake.
"Are the people inside deaf? Why don't you open the door!"
"Okay, sir, don't blame me, I'll open it right away!" Qiao Mu no longer hesitated and responded immediately.
He assembled the two pieces of the spear, opened the wooden door with his left hand, and shot out the spear in his right hand like lightning.
With the burst of internal energy, the gun accurately penetrated the black dog's head. He pulled the spear in his hand hard, and hundreds of pounds of strength in his hands exploded, directly throwing the black dog's body into the door.
After being promoted to the eighth level, his internal energy and physical strength were further enhanced. He could pierce the black dog's head with a spear easily and his movements were extremely fast. Before the blood could even be spilled, the black dog was thrown into the house.
"You---" Mr. Guo widened his eyes. Just as he saw Qiao Mu's face clearly, a big hand grabbed his neck and he was lifted in.
The door closed again.
"Qiaomu? No, Qiaolin?"
The tip of the spear instantly pointed at Mr. Guo's throat.
"Hush." Qiao Mu looked at Mr. Guo coldly and made a gesture.
Mr. Guo broke out in a cold sweat instantly. When the cold metal tip of the gun touched his throat, he got goose bumps all over his body and his blood ran cold.
Before, Qiao Mu caught him and slapped him on the street. This was the first time that Mr. Guo was humiliated like this on the street, and he almost had a psychological trauma.
As a result, the murderous aura of this Qiao Lin was much stronger than that of Qiao Mu. It was obvious at first glance that he had been on the battlefield. This Qiao Lin was even more ferocious than Qiao Mu, and he actually broke into the City Lord's Mansion directly
Master Guo's legs were a little weak. If Qiao Mu hadn't supported him, he would have almost fallen forward and died under Qiao Mu's spear.
After subduing Master Guo, Qiao Mu put his ear to the closed door.
There was no sound of approaching footsteps or the shouting of the servants. It seemed that his actions were fast enough and his luck was good enough that he had not been discovered for the time being.
While Qiao Mu's attention was focused on the outside of the door, Acheng, the servant who was lying on the ground pretending to be unconscious, secretly opened his eyes.
"Sir, were you talking about Qiao Mu or Qiao Lin just now? I've heard of this name..." He plucked up the courage to secretly glance at Qiao Mu, then quickly closed his eyes, feeling a little relieved.
I originally thought that some daring criminal had the guts to break into the City Lord's Mansion, but Qiao Lin is known as a righteous man. I heard that Qiao Lin is Qiao Mu's brother? He shouldn't be a bad person.
Although he was still pretending to be dizzy, the tension in his heart was unconsciously relieved a little.
"Mr. Guo, let's talk. Speak softly. I ask you questions and you answer them, otherwise you will die." Qiao Mu spoke briefly, pointing the tip of the gun at Mr. Guo's throat, his eyes cold.
Mr. Guo nodded rapidly.
"Is this cooked beef really for dogs to eat?" Qiumu asked.
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Mr. Guo was a little puzzled as to why Qiao Mu asked such a question, but when he noticed Qiao Mu's cold eyes, he quickly explained:
"Yes, I bought it! I bought it with real money. I didn't steal or rob it!"
"Our Guo family is rich, so it's not too much to spend money on buying something, right?"
"Buying beef is one thing, but... feeding it to dogs?" Qiao Mu asked again.
Ever since he entered Yancheng, all he saw was desolation.
Because of the famine, four or five out of ten houses in the outer city were empty, allowing Qiumu to achieve property freedom at a young age. The original refugees all went to the mountains and became bandits, and built a small mountain stronghold in Dongshan... It is called a mountain stronghold, but in fact it is more like a small mountain village.
And Mr. Guo in the inner city, buys and sells slaughtered oxen to feed dogs
Qiao Mu is still eating longevity noodles on his birthday... although he celebrates his birthday a little too often.
"... What else?" Mr. Guo opened his innocent eyes, not quite understanding why Qiao Mu looked so cold, and could only argue in a low voice:
"We bought the beef with real money, not by stealing or robbing."
"The beef we bought is naturally our own. We can do whatever we want with it, right? If there's any extra meat, it's okay to give it to the dog, right?"
Looking at Mr. Guo who looked puzzled, Qiao Mu could only think of an ancient Chinese proverb: Dogs and pigs eat human food without knowing how to check, and there are starving people on the ground without knowing how to find out...
After a careful look, he found that Mr. Guo really did not think there was anything wrong with this logic, so he asked again:
"What do your servants eat?"
"... No, I don't know. What does it have to do with me?" Mr. Guo looked confused.
The servant Ah Cheng, who was lying on the ground pretending to be unconscious, once again quietly pinched the thigh flesh with both hands.
Qiao Mu was silent for a moment, and could only give up the idea of communicating with Mr. Guo and continued to ask:
"How many warriors have reached the rank in this city lord's mansion?"
Master Guo answered quickly, "My father is a sixth-rank. There are two other seventh-rank people. One of them is Uncle Fu. He just went out of the city to kill... ahem. The other one is Zhou Wen. There seem to be three, four, five, or six eighth-rank people? I don't know about the ninth-rank ones."
"Qiao Lin, you must stay calm. If something happens in the City Lord's Mansion, there will be more than just these warriors guarding it. The soldiers from the military camp will also be mobilized soon, and you won't be able to escape by then."
Can't fly away even if you have wings? Then I feel relieved.
It is simply impossible for such a lineup to fight its way out intact. Qiao Mu estimated that even if a sixth-rank warrior attacked head-on, he might not be able to reach the city lord Guo Yan.
But no matter whether Qiumu dies or not, he will not lose anything, it will be a win-win situation, and he will win anyway.
"I ask you questions and you answer them. Don't say anything unnecessary." Qiao Mu pushed the tip of his gun forward and continued to apply pressure:
"Do you know the Wuji Society?"
Mr. Guo looked bewildered.
"What's the point of keeping you if you know nothing about anything? You take good care of the dog at home, but you know nothing about the situation in the mansion?" Qiao Mu was a little impatient. He thought of something and asked:
"Then do you know... about the secret trip of the Great Yan Emperor?" Qiao Mu suddenly remembered this. This was the intelligence of the Wu Ji Association, and it was also the information he wanted to obtain from the City Lord's Mansion in the beginning.
But later on, the feud with the City Lord's Mansion became so serious that he could no longer take care of this matter.