"Brother, are you just going to let him go so easily? Won't you try to keep him?" Zhang Kui said.
"You can't keep him here. Qiao Lin and Qiao Sen are both stubborn." Wang Songhe said calmly.
"Not now. Wait for ten or eight years, maybe we'll meet again one day."
"Qiao Sen hates evil and has a strong character, but being too strong can easily lead to failure... That's why I recommended him to go to Heyang Prefecture to meet Shen Qinghe."
"I'm not recommending him to be an official in the capital, but I want him to be a minor official to temper his overly strong temper."
"Qiao Sen's martial arts power is almost gone now, and his strength is limited. It will take him ten to eight years to recover."
"Let him see more of the dirty things in this city. He is weak now, and when he sees things that he cannot change, he can only endure it... After all, he is not as young as Qiao Lin."
"In order to kill Guo Yan, Qiao Sen paid a heavy price. He may not realize it now, but the bitter fruit of the severe damage to his meridians is something he will have to chew over and over again in the next ten years."
"After ten or eight years, when his strength has recovered, he should understand the principle of being too strong and easily broken. Then it won't be too late to recruit him."
"Ten years? Isn't that a bit too long?" Zhang Kui was shocked.
Wang Songhe burst out laughing:
"What do you think we bandits do?"
"It is impossible to become an enemy of the Great Yan Dynasty and the aliens in one go. If you don't have the mentality to lie dormant for ten years, how can you change the world and break through those mountains?"
"Let's just wait quietly." Wang Songhe narrowed his eyes slightly and looked in the direction where Qiao Mu's figure disappeared, his eyes full of expectation:
"Brother Qiao Sen."
"Ten years later, when you have broken through and re-established yourself, and have returned to the seventh rank, then perhaps we can plan something big together."
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boom!
Qiao Mu unleashed his internal strength with one punch, breaking a tree in the forest that was as thick as a head.
"Great! My strength has recovered. I was so sick and weak just now. It was really uncomfortable."
Qiao Mu felt the surging power in his body and felt satisfied.
The consciousness sank into the sea of heart, and the longevity lock in the sea of heart was still emitting a faint light.
The situation this time is different from the last time he was killed by Wang Songhe.
"Qiao Sen", who assassinated Yancheng City Lord Guo Yan, did not die.
Since "Qiao Sen" is not dead, the death evaluation cannot be settled, so it is still in the stage of stacking BUFF.
Qiumu's consciousness returned to the present.
His severely injured body was now lying on the ground seven or eight meters away, being eaten by a gray wolf.
Qiao Mu had no taboo about his own corpse.
He even hoped that the wild wolf would hurry up and destroy his body.
After leaving the bandits' stronghold, Qiao Mu was determined to commit suicide, so he subconsciously came to the mountain where he had jumped off the cliff to commit suicide.
But this time, before he even reached the mountain, he ran into a strange gray wolf.
This gray wolf is very strange. It looks like a husky. It is obviously a wild wolf but it is fat and fleshy. It was not afraid of Qiaomu at all when it saw him. It ran over and licked Qiaomu's hand.
"What dog licker?" At first Qiao Mu thought he had met a husky among wolves, but the gray wolf licked him and then bit him hard, taking a big bite in his hand.
Although Qiao Mu's injuries had not fully healed at that time and his internal strength was only one tenth of what it was, he was still no match for a wolf, and he beat the gray wolf severely on the spot.
What’s even more bizarre is that after being beaten by Qiumu, the gray wolf looked like it had seen a ghost.
It was as if the tree, being bitten by it, would actually resist. It was an incredible thing.
After coming to his senses, Qiao Mu did not kill the stupid wolf.
He suddenly remembered the story of Buddha sacrificing his life to feed an eagle, so he waved to the gray wolf to come over for the buffet, and at the same time, he thrust his fingers with only one tenth of his remaining internal strength into his own temple, ending his own life.
This death rating: D (Sacrificing oneself to feed the wolf)
Life lost due to death: 1 year
Remaining revives this week: 4/5
Current age: 44
Skills: Slightly
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"So sacrificing oneself to feed the wolf is also considered a D-level evaluation?"
Qiao Mu was in a good mood.
He had just finished looking inward at his Dantian and discovered that the Qi sea in his Dantian had expanded. At this point, he had already broken through to the sixth level.
After the assassination attempt on City Lord Guo Yan, Qiao Mu worked hard and practiced day and night for a year. He finally made a breakthrough and was promoted to the sixth rank, which was very reasonable.
Not only that, during this year, Qiao Mu also found time to practice "Blood and Flesh Transformation". At the same time, at the age of 43, he quickly mastered the Wudang sect's unique Pure Yang Wuji Gong.
"This silly wolf is my lucky star. I didn't expect that any wolf I met would be rated as D-level, and they both learned the two martial arts I just acquired."
After breaking through the sixth level, Qiao Mu was in a good mood. He did not kill the wolf that ate his corpse, but turned around and left.
After only taking two steps, the wolf that had eaten the corpse followed him happily, wagging its tail as it walked. When it saw Qiao Mu looking at him, it excitedly stuck out its tongue and rolled on the ground with its belly exposed.
Qiao Mu casually reached out and stroked the gray wolf twice, and the wolf immediately licked Qiao Mu's hand wildly.
"Get away. I don't have so many corpses for you to eat." Qiao Mu held the wolf's mouth, ignored him, and continued on his way.
Qiao Mu ignored him and continued on his way.
In addition to giving him a letter of recommendation, Wang Songhe also informed him of the route to Heyang Prefecture.
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A few days later.
Qiao Mu traveled through mountains and rivers and finally arrived at Heyang Prefecture.
The whole journey was free-range and nothing happened except for a stupid wolf that looked like a husky following them from a distance.
Heyang Prefecture City is the largest city in the vicinity. It is quite prosperous and crowded with tourists. It is far from being comparable to Yancheng, which has experienced famine.
Qiao Mu, however, did not have much in mind to travel. After taking a brief rest in the inn, he went to look for the residence of his old friend Shen Qinghe as Wang Songhe had said before.
Shen Qinghe is not a high-ranking official.
He was a seventh-rank civil servant, serving as a prosecutor in the Heyang Prefecture, in charge of handling criminal cases.
If a seventh-rank official were placed in Yancheng, he would naturally not be an ordinary person, only one or two levels lower than Guo Yan. But in Heyang Prefecture, he could only be considered a seventh-rank official.
The prefect was a fourth-rank official, a local official in its own right, equivalent to a modern mayor.
Shen Qinghe was only a seventh-rank official, and his mansion was located in the west of the city and was not very big.
Qiao Mu followed Wang Songhe's instructions and took some time to find Shen Qinghe's residence and handed him Wang Songhe's letter of recommendation.
"Another letter? Well, I'll give it to you, Master. Please wait outside the house for a while."
The housekeeper in the mansion took the letter with a half-smile on his face. He stared at Qiao Mu for several seconds before turning around and leaving.
Although their master Shen Qinghe was only a seventh-rank official, everyone knew that Shen Qinghe had a bad temper and was of a strong character. He hated using backdoors the most, otherwise how could he have been demoted to a small official in Heyang Prefecture
"Master, here is a letter saying that it is from an old acquaintance of yours who wants to recommend an acquaintance to you." The butler said respectfully.
"Oh. I, Shen Qinghe, am a man of steel. Who would be so blind as to come to me through the back door?"
Shen Qinghe is a thin middle-aged man with a short beard. He has a pair of bright eyes and looks quite impressive.
"Then should I return this letter of recommendation?" the butler asked again.
"No hurry. Let me take a good look at which old acquaintance is trying to get close to me. How dare he be so bold..."
Shen Qinghe opened the letter with a sneer, glanced at it casually, and then his expression suddenly changed slightly.
He put the letter down, walked out the door, and welcomed Qiao Mu in.
"Is it really Wang...Wang Songhe who recommended you?"
Shen Qinghe didn't say much. While reading the letter, he looked at Qiao Mu carefully from head to toe, his brows furrowed.
The letter said... The man he recommended was upright, hated evil, and was a warrior with extraordinary character. However, he had been seriously injured recently and his strength was only one tenth of what it was.
Wang Songhe, with the idea that being too strong will only make him break, hopes to let this man serve as a small constable in this city to temper his temper...
Shen Qinghe frowned as he watched.
Just looking at this letter, there seems to be nothing wrong with it and the logic is very smooth.
But considering the person in front of him, Qiao Mu, the problem becomes serious.
"This person is seriously injured, and his strength is only one tenth of what it used to be?" Shen Qinghe's brows furrowed further.
"His strength is only one tenth of what it used to be, and he's still a sixth-rank warrior? How strong was he before he got hurt? And you want to make a sixth-rank warrior a mere constable?"
Shen Qinghe was already in a mess.
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Shen Qinghe looked at Qiao Mu in front of him, and his brows gradually furrowed.
Before entering the city, Qiao Mu had already changed her appearance by putting on simple makeup according to the disguise method in "Blood and Flesh".
With just some simple eyebrow trimming, hair tying and shaving, he looks completely different from before.
After all, Qiao Mu assassinated the mayor of Yancheng in the street of Yancheng, and left behind the words "The murderer is Qiao Sen from the Qiao family".
His appearance and his name had already been exposed at that time.
If you don't disguise yourself, you can't even enter the Heyang City.
Even though he was arrested, imprisoned, and then executed, it was not a bad thing.
But such a simple death is not good enough.
Now that the BUFF has been stacked, Qiumu is pursuing a spectacular and high-quality death.
If the Ouroboros longevity lock in one's mind is a top entertainer, then Qiao Mu is an actor who has to figure out how to make "Qiao Sen" die a good and wonderful death.
This is the best way to cash in your chips.
so.
The Qiao Mu who enters Yancheng cannot use the name and face of "Qiao Sen", but should be another person.
"Qiao Pifu? I have never heard of this name... But since Master Wang praised and admired this man in his letter, he must be someone extraordinary." Shen Qinghe frowned and thought to himself.
"He looks energetic and full of vitality. He is obviously a successful sixth-grade warrior. But Master Wang said that he was seriously injured and his strength is only one tenth of what it used to be?"
"Master Wang would not lie to me, but I haven't seen him for many years, and he would not force someone on me now. He must have some other intention..."
First of all, there is nothing wrong with the content of the recommendation letter. Wang Songhe’s logic is very coherent and it doesn’t seem like he is lying to him.
Continuing to speculate under this certain premise, Shen Qinghe gradually came up with an idea.
"It seems that the injuries on Qiao Pifu's body may not be physical injuries... Could it be that his soul is damaged?" Shen Qinghe gradually figured it out:
"The immortal path emphasizes the soul, while the martial path emphasizes the body. If this person's soul is damaged, it is very likely that he was injured at the hands of an immortal cultivator."
Shen Qinghe could more or less tell whether there was any damage to the physical body, but he did not have such an eye for problems with the soul.
He could only guess that this man Qiao had no physical injuries, but Wang Songhe would not lie to him, so it was obvious that his soul was injured.
"This makes sense." Shen Qinghe's frown gradually relaxed:
"The damage to the soul is not trivial, so it is normal that only one tenth of the strength remains. And it does take a long time to heal the damage to the soul. It is reasonable to hone your character for ten or eight years."
Shen Qinghe has sorted out his thoughts.
It seems that this Qiao Pifu is a high-level warrior who was injured by a cultivator.
A high-ranking warrior who dared to confront an immortal cultivator and thus suffered damage to his soul was indeed not a simple person. No wonder Wang Songhe attached so much importance to him. He had not contacted him for many years, but he specially wrote a letter to recommend Qiao Pifu to come.
Even though Qiao Pifu's spirit and soul were damaged, he was still a sixth-rank warrior.
If a sixth-rank martial artist serves the court and joins the army, he can easily become a nominal sixth-rank military official. Isn't this much higher than the captain of the police in the prefecture