The two boxes filled with several hundred taels of silver were also prepared long ago, and it was obvious that he had this intention in mind long ago.
It was obvious that these words had been hidden in Yang Xiaoqian's heart for a long time. He had rehearsed them countless times in his mind and felt very comfortable saying them.
"And, brother." Yang Xiaoqian looked at his brother Yang Dabai coldly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised:
"Your money has already been paid at Shanzhenlou."
Gambler Lao Yang looked at the hundreds of taels of silver, as if dazzled and stunned.
Yang's mother took a half step back, unable to utter a word, and her tears seemed to have stopped flowing.
"I've really had enough." Qing Li lowered his eyelids, unable to bear it any longer.
Because of her own background, she was very interested in other people's family affairs, and even forced Yang Xiaoqian to reveal her background at gunpoint.
But at this point, she felt she couldn't bear to watch it anymore.
"Parents love their children and bring them up, but you're just going to forget about this money?"
Although Qing Li is a half-demon, he is treated as his own son by the Spear Saint.
She was not born by the Gun Saint, so naturally she would treat the Gun Saint and the people of Xishan Village the same way the Gun Saint treated her.
Therefore, he took upon himself the responsibility of the safety of the entire Xishan Village and has continued to move forward with difficulty.
After all, Qing Li is the Feather King with countless blood on his hands, and he is not a kind-hearted person.
Yang Xiaoqian's spoiled young son was exactly what she could not stand the most.
"Since you are a fatherless and motherless person, what's the point of keeping you?"
She narrowed her eyes, took a step forward, and the tip of the spear in her hand flashed coldly.
But at this moment, Yang's mother suddenly took a few steps forward and blocked her way.
"If you want to touch my son, just step over me!" Mother Yang opened her arms and protected Yang Xiaoqian.
The gambler Old Yang behind him hesitated for a long time, and under the earnest gaze of his wife, he walked over tremblingly, stood with Yang's mother, and stood in front of Yang Xiaoqian.
Qing Li watched this scene quietly, his brows furrowed.
"It's the same drama again..."
She sighed slightly, but put away the spear in her hand again, and the murderous intent she had just felt faded away.
The so-called soft-heartedness is nothing more than seeing one's own shadow in others.
The love of her parents was something she had always desired in her life, so she hesitated again.
After all, killing her son in front of his parents would be unfilial, but she couldn't do it.
But at this moment, a discordant voice came from behind.
"Damn, a bunch of idiots."
Qiao Mu walked into the small room.
After listening patiently to the family dispute of Old Yang's family, I found out that it was a mess.
"You're not going to do anything, right?" Qiao Mu glanced at Qing Li and said, "If you don't do anything, then I'll do it."
Qing Li didn't say anything.
Although Qiao Mu appeared with a different face, there were only two dragons crossing the river in this Taotie City, so how could another one just pop up
Qiumu twisted his neck, and a crackling sound like frying beans came from his body.
"Don't hurt my son!" Gambler Old Yang gritted his teeth and shouted:
"He is my son after all..."
But before he could finish his words, Qiao Mu's fist suddenly enlarged in his field of vision and hit him hard in the face.
"I'm going to hit you, you old gambler."
As a top martial artist at the age of 725, he still has the muscle control to hit people without hurting them.
It seemed that the old man was being beaten severely, with punches as powerful as raindrops, but in fact, the injuries were only flesh wounds, without any broken bones or life-threatening consequences.
Of course, physical pain is inevitable.
Qiao Mu raised his fist, which was as big as a casserole, and punched Lao Yang in the face again and again, soon leaving the white-haired old man with a bruised face and nose.
"You old gambler, now you know how to speak nice words and protect your own son? What were you doing before? You made your family poor."
Qiao Mu punched the old man in the waist and abdomen, causing the old man's body to bend like a shrimp.
"You are poor, but you still spoil your youngest son. Even your son can see that you are not treating your children fairly."
"Your eldest son's wages from working in the restaurant were saved by you and you squandered them all on the gold business."
"What happened to my youngest son?"
The punches and kicks were so vigorous that Qing Li, the demon spearman standing next to them, could barely keep his eyelids twitching.
She had thought that Qiao Mu had gone too far by beating up ordinary members of the Luo family in the ancestral hall before, but she had not expected that he had gone even further today by directly beating up the gray-haired old man.
"How dare you hurt my father!" Yang Dabai, who was at the door of the room, had already grabbed a hoe and rushed in from outside, but before he got close, he was slapped by Qiao Mu and sent out the door.
"And you." Qiao Mu casually pushed away Yang Xiaoqian's mother who was blocking her way.
"A loving mother often spoils her son. Your son is already twenty years old, and has reached the age of twenty. He is not twelve, nor three."
"You only know how to block the knife, block the knife, block the knife. Are you trying to show me the deep love between you two as mother and son? He is one of the sources of the legend of the Golden Country. He should have taken the consequences of the trouble he caused. Can you handle it?"
Qiao Mu pulled Yang's mother casually and threw her directly towards Yang Dabai who had just crawled up from the ground outside the house, causing Yang Dabai to fall down.
Although he watched the family ethics drama for a while, Qiao Mu did not forget the purpose of this trip.
Yang Xiaoqian is the first person in the entire Taotie City to come into contact with the monsters in the Golden City.
If the monsters in the Golden City are the source of chaos in this Taotie City.
Then Yang Xiaoqian can be considered the second source to some extent.
Others, such as the head of the Luo family, had the Touchstone in their hands, either because they were directed by Yang Xiaoqian to go to the "Golden Land", or because it was directly given to them by Yang Xiaoqian.
The head of the Luo family was doing very well in Taotie City, and within a few years he had built up a large clan in the city.
But this person stayed out of the matter, seeming detached and relaxed.
After the parent and son had all been through the Euler, there was no one to stop Qiao Mu. He walked towards Yang Xiaoqian step by step and slapped Yang Xiaoqian in the face.
"I stayed out of the matter for three years, quietly hiding behind the scenes, watching my own father fall into the trap, watching my own brother continue to work in the restaurant from dawn to dusk as a waiter..."
Qiao Mu had nothing to say to Yang Xiaoqian. He just opened his hands left and right and slapped Yang Xiaoqian in the face continuously. Soon the other's cheeks became red and swollen.
"Tell me, what's the Golden Country about? Where did you get the Philosopher's Stone?" Qiao Mu slapped him and shouted.
"I'll tell you, I'll tell you." Yang Xiaoqian quickly begged for mercy.
He spoke harshly in front of his parents, but he quickly became timid in front of Qiao Mu, the thug who broke into his house.
"It's the Temple of the God of Wealth. There is an abandoned Temple of the God of Wealth outside the city..."
"Huh? You confessed so quickly, you seem to be a coward, you deserve a beating!" Qiao Mu punched Yang Xiaoqian hard in the face, causing half of his bloody front teeth to fly out of his mouth and fall into the mud outside the house.
Qing Li standing next to him was dumbfounded.
Besides being shocked, I also felt a faint longing in my heart.
People only say that the Qiao family values righteousness over life and death, and has the legacy of ancient chivalrous spirit, but now it seems that the rumors are just rumors. Not necessarily accurate.
This person acts recklessly and is lawless.
He is clearly one of the most accomplished martial arts masters in the entire Kyushu, and his family is also one of the most powerful families in the world. Even if he is not famous throughout the Kyushu, his reputation is known far and wide.
As a result, when he started fighting with others, he didn't care about his own status at all. He beat up ordinary people when he wanted to, and cheated the Luo family of all their money when he wanted to.
But he doesn't look like a lawless lunatic? He seems to have his own rules
"It's rare to find such a free and easy person among the top warriors in this world."
Wait until Qiumu stops.
Yang Xiaoqian had been beaten unconscious and collapsed to the ground.
Yang Dabai and his mother are fine.
Especially Yang Dabai, he had calmed down at this time and did not try to attack Qiao Mu again.
He just checked the injuries on himself and his parents and found that although they seemed serious, they were just flesh wounds and not a serious problem.
"I feel much more refreshed indeed." Qiao Mu put away his fist, turned around and prepared to leave.
It is difficult for an honest judge to judge family affairs, not to mention that he is just a passer-by in Taotie City.
He really doesn't have the ability to take care of other people's household affairs.
Family matters are not mentioned. Yang Xiaoqian was the first person in Taotie City to get the Touchstone, and the Touchstones in the hands of people like the head of the Luo family also came directly or indirectly from him.
"Let's send a message to Chen Gongfeng later and ask him to deal with the aftermath. Or we can ask the local government to come and settle the past three years according to the laws of Da Yan."
Since Qiao Mu entered Taotie City, he has never seen anyone from the government, let alone the local city lord.
He caused such a big incident in the city that it was impossible to hide it from the local city lord. It was obvious that the city lord was afraid of the Qiao family, or was giving him face.
Since we've given him face, we can ask him to give us a little more... Besides, as a resident of this city, Yang Xiaoqian is under the jurisdiction of the government.
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Outside Taotie City, there is an abandoned temple of the God of Wealth.
This small temple has long been dilapidated, the temple door seems to have collapsed, and the walls are covered with traces of time.
The weeds in front of the temple are lush and dense, growing up to the knees.
Qiao Mu walked into the temple and looked up at the stone statue of the God of Wealth in the temple, only to find that the statue had already become dilapidated.
The statue of the God of Wealth is an image of a man holding a gold ingot in his hand, but his face has long been blurred and even his head is incomplete. Only half of the entire statue remains.
Only the big gold ingot held in his hand was still intact, and it stood out among the faded and broken stone statue.
Of course, this gold ingot is just a stone statue painted with gold.
"All the cities and towns in Southwest Province have long converted to the Yunxiao Sect, so wild temples like these have naturally become dilapidated." Qing Li said.
She came here in search of the golden city, and her goal was the same as Qiao Mu's.
"According to Yang Xiaoqian, this God of Wealth is a kind-hearted god who cannot bear to see people in poverty." Qing Li said:
"As long as you kneel down devoutly and tell the statue about your financial difficulties, you will receive a response and the philosopher's stone from the statue."
"Are you going to cry poor, or should I?"
"Crying poor?" Qiao Mu disagreed: "If this thing is really a benevolent god, why would it cause Taotie City to be in turmoil for three years?"
"Could it be that this god is good, and it is Yang Xiaoqian and other people who got the Philosopher's Stone who have gone astray?"
Qiao Mu didn't say much. He just stepped forward and punched the head of the God of Wealth statue from a distance.
But with a loud bang, the head of the God of Wealth statue was instantly smashed into pieces by the force of the fist and turned into dust and rubble on the ground.
Just after this punch, a faint voice began to echo in this small dilapidated temple:
“Why can’t I be a good god?”
"I just gave them money. Everything else is my own fault."
Qiao Mu listened attentively, but he could not tell where the sound came from. It seemed to be in this dilapidated temple, or in the mountains and forests, floating and vague and nowhere to be found.
"Qiao Xi," the voice said:
"I originally thought that you were different. Unexpectedly, you are the same as everyone else. You just attribute everything to me." The ethereal voice echoed in the surroundings.
Did this voice recognize me? Qiao Mu frowned secretly.
In fact, he has changed his appearance through the transformation of his flesh and blood, and his appearance is very different from Qiao Xi.
It would be fine if Qing Li could guess his identity, but judging from what the monster from the Golden City said, could it be that Qiao Mu noticed him when he was causing trouble in Taotie City
"If you are not the source of chaos in Taotie City, then am I?" Qiao Mu asked without blushing or breathing heavily.
He had only been in the city for about half a month, and although he had cheated the Luo family out of ten thousand taels of silver, he had not caused chaos in the entire city.
"Then let me ask you: Is money a good thing?" asked the ethereal voice.
"Of course."