The daily life of Dali Siqing

Chapter 242 Wuling Zhao Mansion
It was already dusk when Yang Qingyuan arrived in Wuling County.

Yang Qingyuan casually asked someone to inquire about Zhao Quanfu's residence, but he was rejected several times in a row. When Yang Qingyuan mentioned Zhao Quanfu's name, the eyes of the person being asked were full of anger.

It seems that this Zhao Quanfu is indeed a big bully in Wuling, even if this person has nothing to do with the Blood River Sect, he should investigate carefully.

In the end, it took Yang Qingyuan two taels of silver to ask the specific location of Zhao Quanfu's residence from a waiter in the shop.

When Yang Qingyuan used his lightness kung fu to arrive, he couldn't help feeling that the mansion is so big.

In terms of land area alone, Zhao Quanfu's mansion is more than ten times that of Yang Qingyuan's capital mansion, and Yang Qingyuan is a fourth-rank Dali Temple Shaoqing and a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion.

One of the members of the power center of the Great Zhou Dynasty is not as good as a landowner.

Zhao Quanfu's arrogance and domineering in Wuling County can be seen from this.

Although the sky is not dark, with Yang Qingyuan's lightness kung fu, it is difficult to find even in the ordinary realm of metamorphosis. How could Yang Qingyuan, a quack who refines qi and unblocks meridians, and a group of hooligans find Yang Qingyuan's trace?

After a few ups and downs, Yang Qingyuan sneaked into Zhao Quanfu's mansion, as if entering no one's land.

Yang Qingyuan immediately came to the main room, but did not find any trace of Zhao Quanfu.

This is a bit of a headache, the Zhao Mansion occupies a huge area, and the environment is noisy during the day, and Yang Qingyuan is not familiar with Zhao Quanfu's voice, so it is really difficult to find Zhao Quanfu in such an environment.

In desperation, Yang Qingyuan had no choice but to cover his face with a silk scarf, acting like a thief.

"Where is your master?!"

Yang Qingyuan grabbed a maid and asked viciously.

It's a pity that the person's temperament has changed, but Yang Qingyuan is not so talented in acting. The young maid who was arrested felt that the person in front of her was not like a bandit who robbed houses. The Wuling county magistrate served the tea as usual.

Moreover, the person in front of him didn't even wear night clothes, and the silk scarf that covered his face was probably prepared temporarily.

Just when the maid was blinking her big eyes and thinking wildly, Yang Qingyuan collapsed a bit.

what happened? !Is it because I am too cruel? !It scares people so much that they dare not even speak!
"Say it quickly! Where is your master?!" Yang Qingyuan was afraid that he would scare them, so he tried his best to soften his tone.

The little maid had never seen such a gentle and strong man, and she pointed in the direction of the west wing in a daze.

"Thank you!"

As soon as Yang Qingyuan finished speaking, he realized that his attitude was wrong and he was still not proficient in business, so he pointed the maid unconscious, put her on the bed and headed to the West Chamber.

Although there is a direction, the west wing is still very large.

But Yang Qingyuan quickly found Zhao Quanfu's location, thanks to Zhao Quanfu himself.

Although the sky is not dark, but Zhao Quanfu is already ahead of the spring night, and he is having sex with his No.20 nine-bedroom concubine during the day.

After Yang Qingyuan noticed the movement, he found Zhao Quanfu smoothly.

Even though Zhao Quanfu is a rich man from a small county town, he has a good time playing. When Yang Qingyuan arrived, he was discussing the art of knotting with his concubine.

This almost made Yang Qingyuan feel embarrassed to go in.

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Qingyuan quietly appeared at the big obscene show.

"Mr. Zhao!?"

Yang Qingyuan spoke suddenly, scaring Zhao Yuanwai into acting out of order.

Turning around, he saw a masked man in a green shirt watching the battle, and he was at a loss for a while in embarrassment.

Mrs. 29 at the side was about to scream, when she saw Yang Qingyuan's fingertips burst out with qi, and then the concubine passed out.

Although Zhao Quanfu was frightened by Yang Qingyuan's sudden appearance, he quickly calmed down.

"This hero invited me. I don't know if you are looking for money or sex. If you are looking for money, Zhao is willing to give it to you with a hundred taels of gold. ..."

Yang Qingyuan was a little intimidated by Zhao Quanfu's enthusiasm, this guy doesn't have any weird hobbies!
"To shut up!"

Interrupting the overly enthusiastic Zhao Quanfu, Yang Qingyuan said in a murderous tone.

"I ask a question, you answer a question, if you say one more word, I will cut your tongue!"

Zhao Quanfu calmed down immediately, "I understand! I understand! If you have any questions, feel free to ask the hero! The villain knows everything, and he can say everything."

Looking at Zhao Quanfu who looked like a dog, Yang Qingyuan was a little disappointed. The tricks he finally learned from his friends in Zhao Prison had no place to display them.

Yang Qingyuan generally rejected corporal punishment, but Yang Qingyuan supported the appropriate use of some small techniques during interrogation.

Full of disappointment, Yang Qingyuan asked.

"Did you practice some exercises, or take some pills?!"

Don't talk nonsense with Zhao Quanfu, Yang Qingyuan will go straight to the point as soon as he comes up!
Zhao Quanfu, now he didn't expect Yang Qingyuan to be so direct, he remembered what those mysterious people said to him, and hesitated for a while.

"Cultivation technique?! Does Dongxuanzi 36 Sanshou count?!"

Yang Qingyuan's face darkened, and a wisp of sword energy popped out, traveling along Zhao Quanfu's meridians.

In an instant, Zhao Quanfu felt a burst of bone-scratching pain erupting from his body, sweating profusely, and his whole body twitching.

Yang Qingyuan said that this is not extorting a confession by torture. Not only will his sword energy not harm Zhao Quanfu's body, but it can also help him dredge his meridians, activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis, but this process may be a little painful.

At the same time as the sword qi shot, Yang Qingyuan sealed Zhao Quanfu's dumb acupoint, so Zhao Quanfu couldn't make a sound, and he had to suffer all the pain by himself.

But in just ten breaths, Zhao Quanfu felt that his life seemed meaningless.

Zhao Quanfu had heard the word "cut to pieces by a thousand knives" all the time, but today he finally realized it.

"Mr. Zhao, don't panic. My sword energy can not only help people clear the meridians, but also promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. It's just that the method is a little violent, and it is beneficial and harmless to the human body!"

Yang Qingyuan looked at Zhao Quanfu, he didn't have time to use psychology and interrogation skills to grind this rich man, he had to ask the whole story as quickly as possible.

"I don't know if I want to continue?!"

Yang Qingyuan used the most flat tone, but in Zhao Quanfu's ears, it was the dementor sound of hell.

"I ate it! I ate one blood-changing pill that Chen Da gave me. It was refined by their master. After eating it, I can strengthen my body. In the sleeve pocket of the jacket."

Zhao Quanfu told all the things like pouring beans.

Yang Qingyuan stepped aside and found a small jade bottle from Zhao Quanfu's coat.

It seems that Zhao Quanfu really regarded this elixir as a treasure and carried it with him.

Yang Qingyuan opened the elixir, and a sweet smell with a fishy smell came out from the mouth of the jade bottle, which made Yang Qingyuan feel sick.

Sure enough, it was a member of the Blood River Sect. Only members of the Blood River Sect could make this disgusting pill.

(End of this chapter)