The warehouse keeper handed over the accounts honestly. He didn't expect Zhao Changhe to understand them, and even planned to explain them. It turned out that Zhao Changhe actually understood them.
"Fuck, I was wondering why there were so few things. He took several hundred taels of silver and three carts of rice in one go. He even had the nerve to take those damn pheasants. They belonged to my Luo Qilie!" Zhao Changhe shook the account book and said angrily, "Fang has done nothing but has a big appetite. He also had the nerve to say he was looking for treasures. He found one!"
If that's the case, the meat was hunted by everyone, there were so many small teams, how come it became your Luo Qi's... The warehouse manager didn't dare to say a word.
"He is the leader, and we are all his subordinates. We can't do anything if he wants to take us." A gangster next to him said helplessly: "Boss, what should we do now? Hunting animals is already difficult recently, and there is still some time before spring... Should we..."
He made a cutting gesture and said, "Luo Tou robbed Zhang Village before, but Yue Hongling interfered and he didn't get anything... Should we go again?"
This bandit was the one who passed by when Yue Hongling came to report the news. His full name was Wang Dashan. Surprisingly, it sounded a bit like Zhao Changhe's name. It was the first time that Zhao Changhe realized that his name was so unfashionable.
Wang Dashan was just a second-rate guy from a nearby town who defected to the mountain bandits. He was not a good guy, but there were no good guys in the mountain stronghold either. Zhao Changhe took him in as the deputy leader of the stronghold because of his tip-off.
Seeing Wang Dashan eager to try, Zhao Changhe pinched his head with a headache.
These gangsters really don't have any brains...
"No matter how turbulent Daxia is, it's not dead yet! Zhangzhuang just escaped death, aren't you afraid that you will come again? Obviously, they have reported it to the authorities, and there is a high probability that soldiers are watching now. If the chief officer here is capable, maybe the soldiers are already preparing to organize a bandit suppression... You want to go again at this time? How many levels of profound cultivation have you reached, Wang Dashan?"
Wang Dashan: “…”
Zhao Changhe was in a headache. He thought they were all Luo Qi, who was at the fourth or fifth level of Xuanguan and pretending to be weak? They still couldn't even practice a turnaround slash. Are you guys, a bunch of idiots, going to die...
Originally, when Captain Fang entered the city, he should be responsible for handling official affairs, or at least be able to inform him of any disturbance. Unfortunately, it was good enough that this captain did not put obstacles in his way, so it was obvious that he could not be relied on.
Fortunately, in this remote little town, even if there are soldiers, there are not many of them, probably only a few city guards and yamen runners. The possibility of them going into the mountains to suppress bandits in the snow and wind is relatively small. Even if they really come, there is nothing to be afraid of, but if you go out by yourself, it will be easy to get into trouble.
Zhao Changhe pondered for a long time, and finally said: "The things in the village are not enough for everyone to eat for a day. No matter what we think of, we can't solve the current urgent problem. This is not the way to transfer money and food. There is no basic law at all. It is obvious that Captain Fang is deliberately making trouble and giving us problems. It's really low-level."
Wang Dashan asked in surprise: "How dare you, Boss? You and the Saint..."
"Heh..." Zhao Changhe smiled. The so-called backstage is there on the surface, but people with a more open mind will know that there is no backstage...
How many people heard Zhuque say that they should not have any thoughts about men and women? If Luo Qi really wanted to be a so-called saint, she might not even dare to express friendship. If she showed too much care, she would inevitably be considered as forgetting the old love, and Zhao Changhe might be killed by the Four Symbols Sect first. The Demon Sect was still the Demon Sect after all, but no one would tell you too much.
Of course Fang Buping is stupid enough. If Luo Qi can't take care of him, isn't it easy for him to make things difficult for you in the future? I really don't know what he is thinking. Is he blinded by jealousy
"It doesn't matter what he thinks." Zhao Changhe said leisurely, "I only believe in striking the first blow to prevent a hundred blows. Come with me to the city, and after we get the money, we can go shopping in the city."
Wang Dashan was stunned: "Go, go to the city? Where can I get the money?"
"Isn't there a lot of money in Captain Fang's residence?" Zhao Changhe strode down the mountain: "If someone takes something from me, I will make him spit it out! Let's go."
Wang Dashan: “???”
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To enter the city, the first thing you face is the wanted warrant.
At present, Zhao Changhe has not learned the kung fu of jumping high and lightly. The footwork that comes with the Blood Evil Kung Fu is for moving and attacking, and the explosive power bonus brought by the Kung Fu is for running away. At most, it can make you jump a little higher, and it is still very difficult to climb over the city wall.
It's a bit painful to live in the world of martial arts and fantasy without the skill of lightness. But there's nothing you can do about it, because Teacher Sun's own lightness skills are as terrible as a buffalo climbing a tree. After all, he is just a man who practices external skills.
However, Xia Longyuan's internal strength training has been quite effective these days. He has truly cultivated both inside and outside. With internal strength, he can naturally use some light body skills. When the time comes, he will see where to find a set of these. This should be much easier than looking for a set of skills.
Arriving at the city gate with trepidation, Zhao Changhe smiled when he saw the wanted poster from a distance.
Master Tang's painting skills are really amazing. He made his face look very, very similar to that of a photograph. He even drew the bloodstains on his face before they formed scars, which correspond exactly to the scars he has now.
But the problem is that Zhao Changhe was a college student who shaved every day at that time, but now he has a beard; he had short hair back then, but now it is neither long nor short and very messy, like a sharp guy; he still had the bookish air of a campus kid back then, but now he has a strong bandit-like demeanor, speaks in a loud voice, and swears all the time, and his whole temperament has changed a lot.
Zhao Changhe suddenly thought that if he stood in front of his former classmates now, no one would dare to recognize him. No wonder Yue Hongling looked dumbfounded when she saw him that day. In short, even if he walked into the city in such a swagger, the guards might not recognize him... Besides, there were no guards who were dedicated to their duties and conducted a thorough investigation. They were all lazy and took advantage of the fact that there was no snow today to bask in the sun. They stopped people from entering the city and collected a tax. They didn't even look at their faces carefully.
In this way, the restrictions imposed by the so-called wanted order on me are not as great as I imagined before.
Zhao Changhe's mood suddenly improved and he strode into the city.
As expected, the guard didn't bother to argue with him. He stopped him lazily, stretched out his big hand, and didn't even bother to say a word.
Zhao Changhe took out a few copper coins and put them in his hand. The guard waved his hand, and the group went in without any trouble.
"Is this what the officers and soldiers are like? They don't even bother to look at the wanted criminal standing right in front of them." Wang Dashan sneered in a low voice: "This court is really about the same."
Zhao Changhe glanced at him sideways and made no comment.
Although he didn't want to acknowledge his wild father, he knew that if he acknowledged him, he might really be able to become a prince. So his mentality changed unconsciously, as if this country suddenly had some connection with him.
If it was a prosperous era, it would be quite pleasant to be the fake prince... Oh. Unfortunately, in this world, it is very likely that I will just be a tool to take the blame, so forget it.
He strode towards the location of Fang Buping's branch, which was a mansion covering several acres. It was not low-key at all with its carved beams and painted buildings. Dozens of Blood God believers lived in it, and even had a bunch of maids and servants.
The emperor is far away from home, and as a branch leader, of course, enjoyment is the most important thing. Who has the patience to live in a mountain village covered with ice and snow... Zhao Changhe has been in the mountain village for more than a month, and except for meeting Fang Buping on the first day, he has never seen him again. This explains why the Beimang treasure hunt mission was so inefficient and incompetent.
Zhao Changhe came to the door. Two followers were acting as gatekeepers. When they saw Zhao Changhe coming, they stared at him: "Zhao... Oh, what are you doing here, Mr. Zhao? No, how dare you enter the city..."
"Tsk, you are indeed a brother from the city. You speak elegantly. You are different from us mountain people."
“… In religion, one must at least read the scriptures.”
"You are a cultured man. I admire you." Zhao Changhe said with a smile, "It seems that I have to ask Captain Fang for some books... Well, I came here mainly to visit Captain Fang. How is his injury?"
The members of the sect could not think of a reason to stop Zhao Changhe. Although Zhao Changhe had little experience, he was now an official member of the sect, so they could only take him in. "The captain is seriously injured and is recuperating. He must be very happy to see the village chief come to visit."
Zhao Changhe asked calmly, "Have you seen a doctor?"
"Of course I have seen it. There are also masters in the sect."
"Then Captain Fang should be fine soon, right? The world is not peaceful, and without the captain's strength, everyone is feeling guilty..."
"It's still hard to get out of bed. The doctor said it will be hard to recover in two or three months. It would be good if I can recover half of my original strength in three months... Let's see if I can recover better in the spring."
"Well, the elite members of the sect have evacuated. Since the leader is so seriously injured, are the guards of the branch strong enough? Do you want me to transfer some people over?"
"Although there are no masters here, there are still many masters at the first and second levels of the Xuanguan. This remote town needs more masters than this."
Zhao Changhe smiled and followed slowly into the house. He felt that he was indeed a little too cunning now.
He came to Fang Buping, but not necessarily to fight directly. It was more important to understand the situation. Whether it was Fang Buping's injuries or the strength of the branch in the city, he had to know them clearly before he could make a plan.
But Wang Dashan and the others all thought that the village chief was just getting angry, just like when he beat Zhang Quan to death.
Being impulsive and irritable is sometimes a very useful personality trait.
Practicing with a little witch who never told the truth from beginning to end... Maybe I have really grown up.
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PS: The initial key plot has just passed, and a few chapters are left to pave the way for the transition, so don’t be in a hurry.
Thanks to McDull Shangmeng~
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