"No need." Qiao Mu waved his hand.
"Then... let's go to Zuixianju in the west of the city?" Captain Qian forced a smile and pinched his thigh unconsciously.
Wangyue Tower is of a high standard, and drinking there once would cost him a month's salary.
The salary for Zuixianju is even higher, at least two or three months' salary.
"Stop talking. I have important things to do." Qiao Mu didn't want to pay attention to him.
"Then..." Captain Qian frowned and thought hard: "Go to Yunyu Pavilion to listen to music?"
Qiao Mu turned his head and looked at him.
He knew that if he didn't nod, Captain Qian would probably just think that he still had a grudge in his heart and would probably become even more uneasy.
After all, he certainly couldn't afford to offend a captain of police who could insult the emperor and still get away with it.
"Then let's go to the brothel... No, let's go to Zuixianju. I, Qiao Pifu, have no other hobbies in my life except martial arts secrets. If you have any martial arts secrets at home, you can lend them to me for a perusal."
Chapter 71 Saint White Tiger (4k
Zuixianju is a high-end restaurant in the west of Heyang City. Although there are not many guests every day, all of them are officials and wealthy businessmen, either rich or noble. It is also quite famous in Heyang City.
One day, the waiter was resting in the lobby when he suddenly saw two constables in black robes coming to the door.
"Isn't this Captain Qian? What happened in the neighborhood?"
The waiter came forward, his confusion evident on his face.
A restaurant of Zuixianju's level is naturally not owned by an ordinary wealthy businessman. It is said that the owner behind the scenes has a background as the lord of this city.
So it is a rare thing for the constable to come to your house.
The waiter subconsciously thought that there was a murder in the neighborhood and that Captain Qian had come to inquire about the situation.
"What kind of eyesight... I'm here to drink with Captain Qiao." Captain Qian said unhappily.
"... Please come this way, the two captains." The waiter was a little surprised, then immediately put on a smile and led Qiao Mu and the other man to sit in a corner of the lobby.
A waiter in a restaurant of this level would naturally not do anything to look down on others.
Although his expression changed quickly, Qian Qian still caught the fleeting look of surprise.
Zuixianju... is indeed a place I can't afford to eat at on a normal day, so it's no wonder others are surprised.
Qian Qian sighed slightly in his heart, but then he smiled and ordered some wine and dishes.
"Captain Qiao, you're welcome. This is Zuixianju's signature dish, the three-color venison soup."
"This three-color deer meat soup is quite precious. The three-color deer is a monster that lives in the Qingming Mountains outside the city. It has abundant Qi and blood, and is a great tonic for warriors like us."
Captain Qian smiled heartily and offered Qiao Mu a bowl of soup. However, while laughing, he subconsciously muttered:
“It’s only been a month.”
"What do you mean one month?" Qiao Mu was about to drink his soup when he heard the question.
"... It's nothing, I was just talking to myself, please don't blame me, Captain Qiao." Qian Qian scratched his head.
"You might as well explain it more clearly." Qiao Mu put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Qian Qian.
Although he is not afraid of death, he still has basic vigilance in dealing with people.
Although he felt that Captain Qian would not poison him, it was certainly not a bad thing to be more careful.
"Actually, I don't have any other meaning." Qian Qian said with a wry smile:
"This three-color venison soup is one of Zuixianju's signature dishes, but it's not cheap. One bowl of venison soup costs me a month's salary. I'm sorry to make you laugh, Captain Qiao."
After saying this, Qian Qian stretched out the soup spoon and scooped a mouthful of broth, acting intoxicated.
It turns out that he was just worried about the money...Qiaomu didn't think much about it. He drank a sip of the soup and found it delicious. It was indeed not bad.
Qian Qian continued, "Captain Qiao, this is Zuixianjiu's Zuixianjiu. It is said that even immortals will get drunk after drinking it. It is more precious than the three-color venison soup..."
"More precious? You mean more expensive?" Qiao Mu teased.
He heard Captain Qian mumbling again, saying that his salary for one and a half months was gone again.
Every time a dish was served, Captain Qian could not help but mutter in a low voice how much of his salary the price would be enough to pay, which made Qiao Mu feel a little annoyed.
Let's eat some food. There's always someone staring at you and muttering to you.
Qiao Mu then spoke up: "Captain Qian, money and wealth are external things after all. Now that you are here, there is no point in just doing this, right?"
Qian Qian was stunned for a moment, and could only smile bitterly: "Excuse me... I am from a small family, and I am over thirty years old, and my blood is declining. I am indeed not as impressive as Captain Qiao, and I am not as generous, so I can only haggle over every penny."
He also realized that something was wrong, so he stopped talking and just took out two secret books from his arms and handed them over.
There are two secret books, one is the external hard skill "Golden Bell Cover", and the other is the light skill "Shadow Step".
Qian Qian introduced: "This "Golden Bell Cover" is an external martial art that I rely on to make a living. In the past, I relied on this martial art to strengthen my body and cultivate internal strength. I made many contributions. At the age of 28, I reached the eighth level of internal strength and almost became the chief constable of Heyang Prefecture."
"Over the years as a detective, this 'Golden Bell Cover' has saved my life many times. It's really not bad."
Qiao Mu nodded.
The martial arts he is practicing now include top-notch techniques such as "Pure Yang Wuji Gong". As for hard skills such as "Golden Bell Cover", although they are not top-notch, the more the better.
"As for this 'Shadow Step'..." Qian Qian said with a bit of embarrassment:
"In fact, my ancestors once had a thief. This is a light skill passed down from my ancestors. It talks about how to lighten your steps, hide in the shadows, and fly over the eaves and walls silently... This light skill is actually more advanced than the "Golden Bell Cover", but it is quite difficult to master. I can only say that I am familiar with it superficially."
Qiumu was a little surprised.
He has not yet properly practiced Qinggong, and relies entirely on the warrior's own strong physical fitness and the burst of internal energy.
If one has skills like lightness skill and body movement, one can naturally make up for the shortcomings.
Anyway, he is immortal and has plenty of time. Others are greedy and cannot digest so much, but he just needs to invest time and die a few more times, and he will not worry about not being able to master it.
"These two secret books are of great benefit to me. Captain Qian, our previous affairs are written off now." Qiao Mu said solemnly.
In fact, these words were deliberately said to Qian Qian. After all, Captain Qian had not offended him much and the matter was very small.
If it wasn't for the purpose of reassuring him, Qiumu wouldn't have come for this meal.
Upon hearing this, Captain Qian felt relieved.
After eating and drinking, Qiumu took the two secret books and left on the pretext of studying them.
Captain Qian looked at the leftovers on the table and felt a little pained:
"Three months' salary..."
He took out the prepared food box from his body, put the leftovers into it, and took all the soup away.
Qian Qian's family lived in the north of the city, right next to the former Qiao Family Compound.
Of course, the Qiao Family Courtyard has now become the Xuantian Temple, with pilgrims coming and going in an endless stream.
Qian Qian avoided the passing pilgrims and returned to his own house. When he opened the door, he saw a little girl with a baby voice rushing towards him and hanging on his lap.
"Don't make trouble, my dear. Daddy brought you some delicious food this time."
... ..
Xuantian Temple is the headquarters of Xuantian Sect, but the sect’s headquarters is not just Xuantian Temple.
With the former Qiao Family Compound as the center, the surrounding blocks and a small half of the entire northern city area were designated as the headquarters of the Xuantian Sect, even the small hill behind the Qiao Family Compound.
Xuantian Temple is located at the foot of the mountain. It is a Taoist temple for pilgrims to burn incense and worship gods.
The small hill behind is the residence of the disciples of Xuantian Sect.
Roar-----
The violent roar shook the air, causing several Xuantian Sect disciples in Taoist robes to take several steps back, unable to help but reveal fear.
In front of them was a giant white tiger that was three meters long and two meters tall. The tiger had wings on its back, snow-white fur, and emerald green eyes. It was baring its teeth at the sect disciples, and every roar would create a strong wind that almost blew them away.
"Senior Sister Mingyue, the Saint's Green-Eyed Flying Tiger is too ferocious. You'd better not go out for now?" a young disciple requested.
"Yes, it is our duty to raise spirit beasts. Senior Sister Mingyue, you have been going out frequently recently. When Saint Qingxin comes out of retreat, if you punish me..."
"After all, our sect's Saint of Pure Heart's surname is Wu."
When mentioning this saint, the disciples all showed awe.
The Holy Maiden of Xuantian Sect, Wu Qingxin.
The surname Wu is not special.
What’s special is that this surname produced a warrior who was the second best in the world, a martial saint.
Wu Qingxin was a disciple of the Martial Saint in her early years. Later, she defected and joined the Xuantian Sect, where she was made the sect's saint and began to practice the way of immortality.
"No need to keep talking."
The female cultivator Mingyue scolded unhappily, then slowly walked forward and gently soothed the inexplicably anxious Green-Eyed Flying Tiger.
In front of the female cultivator Mingyue, the green-eyed flying tiger quickly calmed down, stopped being aggressive, and became docile.
What do these idiots know... Mingyue comforted the green-eyed flying tiger, a fierce look flashing in her eyes.
This green-eyed flying tiger is the saint's spiritual pet. It is two meters tall and three meters long. In fact, it is not yet an adult, but it already has abundant energy and blood, comparable to a fifth or sixth rank warrior.
Immortal cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage cannot be considered transcendental. If this Green Eyed Flying Tiger really goes wild, the weak disciples nearby may not be able to control it.
The female cultivator Mingyue has always been highly regarded by the Saint because of her contributions in raising spirit beasts.
This is mainly because she is very good at dealing with things.
"If this ferocious tiger doesn't go crazy, how can I show that I, Mingyue, am good at taming beasts? How can I gain merit in front of the Saint?"
"Since the Saint joined our sect, she has rarely gone out and has been practicing Taoism in seclusion. There is no big problem."
During these days, Mingyue had been out many times because of the Wuchang monster case, so she had neglected the Green-Eyed Flying Tiger. Without her company, the spirit beast became more and more ferocious.
"As long as we catch that monster, these are all trivial matters..."
After calming the giant tiger, Mingyue quickly took out a paper crane from her arms and gently blew air towards it. The crane suddenly grew larger, allowing her to step on it and fly away with the wind.
...
Half a day later, at Heyang Prefecture Yamen.
The detectives gathered together again, including Qiao Mu, who had just been released from prison.
These constables had obviously dealt with the prison guards before, and had obviously heard from them about what Qiao Mu had done in prison before.
Insulting the emperor was a capital crime, and even after failing to escape from prison, he was still asked by officials to be released from prison... .
It can only be said that this is beyond the comprehension of these detectives. They really can't figure out what kind of background or connections this person has to be so tough.
The only thing that is certain is that they can’t afford to offend the newly appointed Qiao Pu Tou!
As a result, Qiao Mu, who was released from prison again, was soon greeted warmly by the detectives. It could be said that he was treated like a star.
Outside the crowd, only Chief Constable Chen seemed rather aloof, and there was a bit more hostility in his eyes when he looked at Qiao Mu.
She looked around and suddenly asked:
"Why didn't Captain Qian come?"
Soon a familiar constable answered:
"Captain Qian had a stomachache and is reporting for sickness today."
Everyone was startled, and then whispered:
"He is also an internal force warrior, right? How could he have an upset stomach?"
"Captain Qian is thirty-five this year? I remember that he practiced external horizontal training kung fu in his early years. Now that he has passed his prime, his qi and blood have declined, and he is no longer as good as before."
"He's only thirty-five? Why does he look like forty-five to me?"
"Hey, I heard that you had a rare good meal, so you ate too much."
Afterwards, the detectives continued to discuss the case of the impermanence monster.
For ordinary cases, there would be no assistance from the immortals of Xuantian Sect, so the government office attached great importance to this matter and asked Chief Constable Chen to lead the investigation of the case.
"The case of the impermanence monster has not been solved yet? It seems that the Six Gates can't move forward without me, Qiao Pifu." Qiao Mu sighed.
The eyes of the surrounding detectives twitched. This man has lost all his dignity.