Judge of the Lamp

Chapter 747
Lu Yang ran all the way to the mansion of the treasurer Lu Desheng, entered the door, and shouted loudly: "Master, something serious happened!"

Lu Desheng is checking the accounts. He has a big business. The whole street, a restaurant, a tea house, two gambling houses and a flower shop belong to him.

The flower shop is not a place for selling flowers, but a unique romantic place in Qiancheng Kingdom. In terms of style, it can be a little higher than the fourth-class "building" in Daxuan, but not as good as the third-class pavilion.

Lu Desheng's business has the same rules, one is that animals are not allowed to enter, and the other is that thousands of people are not allowed to enter, and only foreigners are allowed to trade.

Seeing Lu Yang rushing in in a hurry, Lu Desheng was very displeased: "What's the panic like? What happened, just say it!"

Lu Yang swallowed his saliva, gasped for a while and said, "Some troublemakers have come to the restaurant."

Lu Desheng was very impatient: "Is it your first day to visit the shop? What are you afraid of making troubles, just call them out!"

"These people can't be beaten, they are Xuan people!"

"Xuanren?" Lu Desheng was taken aback, "Xuanren is also a foreigner, foreign affairs are no small matter, just greet him well."

"They were unreasonable and beat our guests."

"Which guest did you hit?"

"Several guests from Tunu Kingdom were beaten, and the attack was really vicious."

Lu Desheng put down the account book, and looked at Lu Yang with frowned eyebrows: "Xuan Ren will not hit people casually, did you offend him?"

"Boss, that man is vicious. How dare we offend him? You don't know what Xuan people do, let alone beating them. They kill Tunu like chickens."

Lu Desheng stood up and said, "I'll handle this matter."

He was just about to go out with Lu Yang when he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

After hesitating for a moment, he said to Lu Yang: "You go to the wine shop to watch first, and I will go there in a while."

"Shopkeeper, I can't stand it anymore..."

Lu Desheng glared at Lu Yang, his cold eyes swept across, so scared that Lu Yang hurried back to the restaurant.

Why did Xuanren come back to Black Deer City?

Why do you want to make trouble in my wine shop after you come here?
Could it be that he came here for him?

Lu Desheng sat silently for a while, then got up and went to the backyard.

There is a rockery in the backyard. Lu Desheng entered the cave and walked underground along the stone steps.

The stone steps are quite steep, and Lu Desheng has short legs, so walking is quite difficult.

After walking dozens of stone steps, a stone gate appeared in front of him. A man was sitting in front of the stone gate and taking a nap.

This man is Wu Zhengquan, a sixth-grade cultivator of the Dao of Killing.

Lu Desheng stepped forward to wake him up, and shouted sharply, "How long have you been sleeping?"

Wu Zhengquan rubbed his eyes, said with a playful smile, "Master, I didn't sleep all night last night, and I just closed my eyes."

"Who came here today?"

"Lao Qin and Lao He are here, guarding inside."

Except for the two of them?
"Old Han came here to deliver food."

Lao Han is Lu Desheng's personal servant, and usually takes care of the meals here.

It stands to reason that Lu Desheng can trust Lao Han, but he is not at ease in his heart, so he insists on taking a look for himself.

Wu Zhengquan quickly took the key, inserted it into the keyhole on the wall, turned to the right three and a half times, and the stone door opened.

He lit a torch, handed it to Lu Desheng, and said, "Master, please come inside."

After entering the stone gate and coming to the door of the cell, seeing that the man was still in the cell, Lu Desheng felt relieved, went back to the door, and asked Wu Zhengquan to close the cell again.

"Without my order, no one can open this stone gate today." Lu Desheng warned, turned and left.

After less than half a cup of tea, Lu Desheng came back again: "I'm still worried, you open the stone gate, and I'll go in and have a look."

Just watched it, want to watch it again?

Master, what happened today?
Wu Zhengquan didn't dare to ask any more questions. He took out the key, inserted it into the keyhole on the wall again, turned to the right three and a half times, and the stone door opened.

Wu Zhengquan lit another torch for Lu Desheng, leaned over and saluted, "Master, inside you..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Zhengquan was suddenly stunned.

By the light of the torch, Wu Zhengquan saw the shadow on the stone wall.

This shadow is wrong!
Lu Desheng is not tall, only six feet seven, this shadow is obviously much taller than usual!

Is it because of the position of the torch that the shadow looks taller?

Still not right, Rude Sheng was notoriously short-legged, but this shadow had long legs.

Wu Zhengquan looked up at "Lu Desheng" and saw something strange.

This is not the master!

A thought flashed through Wu Zhengquan's mind.

Let him in, then lock the stone door and trap him inside.

No.

If he was let in, if Lao Qin and Lao He were no match for him, the people in the cell would be in danger.

Don't let him in!

Wu Zhengquan hesitated for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand to the key stuck on the wall.

The key was made of pig iron, and Wu Zhengquan was a sixth-rank killer. As long as he used some strength, he could lock the stone door and break the key.

Xu Zhiqiong, who was pretending to be Lu Desheng, suddenly raised the mandarin duck blade and cut off Wu Zhengquan's right hand.

Wu Zhengquan opened his mouth to shout, but Xu Zhiqiong raised his hand again and cut his throat.

Blood spurted out, Wu Zhengquan clutched his neck, and wanted to fight Xu Zhiqiong desperately.

Xu Zhiqiong respected him for being a man, so he made a knife and gave him a good time.

After Wu Zhengquan died, Xu Zhiqiong felt that he was being taken advantage of again. This guy is not a good person. The crime on his head is more than six inches long. It seems that he has committed many evil deeds before.

A sixth-rank Dao killer cultivator is still an expert with blood on his hands. Normally, this person is not easy to deal with. Although Xu Zhiqiong has a cultivation base of a fourth-rank Dao, he wants to kill a rank-[-] Killer Dao with one move. It's really not that easy.

If he kills after three or five moves, Wu Zhengquan will definitely call for help. If he calls for help, things will be troublesome.

In the end, I have to thank Lu Desheng, Xu Zhiqiong not only borrowed his appearance with the Disguise Technique, he even took Xu Zhiqiong for a walk just now.

With his divine eye, Xu Zhiqiong could only see the location of the dungeon.

The specific entrance and various organs are invisible.

Now that Xu Zhiqiong was familiar with the road, he dragged Wu Zhengquan's body behind the stone gate, and followed the winding path to the cell by using the invisibility technique.

The real test was at the door of the prison cell, Lao Qin and Lao He had unconcealable murderous aura, both of them were fifth rank.

Two fifth-grade cultivators serve as domestic servants for a businessman?If you think about it, you know it's impossible.

These two people should be sent by the fake recording king Yuan Chengfeng.

The most difficult part of dealing with Killing Dao is not the opponent's attack power. Xu Zhiqiong's invisibility has already taken the absolute upper hand. In terms of attack power alone, he is far above the opponent.

What is really difficult to deal with is Shadao's powerful defense.

Even if a fifth-rank Taoist cultivator is disemboweled, he may not die.

Moreover, the sense of killing Dao is not weak, so Xu Zhiqiong must be careful in his actions.

Fortunately, as soon as Lu Desheng left, Lao Qin and Lao He relaxed their nerves, and they took out the dice and started to gamble.

The rules are very simple, just compare the size, the bet is not big, three or five copper coins, just to kill time.

There are more games to bet on, and the determination to win or lose will come out.

Lao Qin opened the dice cup, two four one six.

I thought this was a sure win, but I didn't expect that Lao He also opened the dice cup, which happened to be three fives, beating Lao Qin by one point.

Lao Qin looked at Lao He, and always felt that when Lao He put down the dice cup, his wrist seemed to tremble.

"I said, Lao He, with this little money, I won't be cheating."

"What are you talking about?" Old He was upset, "Where did you see that I was cheating?"

"I fell in love with your dice, how about we change it!" Lao Qin went to get Lao He's dice cup.

Old He snatched the dice cup with his hands: "Why can't you afford it? If you are short of the money, I'll just give it to you."

Lao Qin sneered: "Don't talk about the money, it's a hundred and eighty taels of silver, and I haven't blinked. I just can't stand others lying to me."

After finishing speaking, Lao Qin stepped forward to grab the dice cup again, Lao He was in a hurry, put away the dice cup and said: "If you don't want to play, just roll, don't touch my dice!"

The two fought more and more anxiously, gradually tearing up.

It wasn't really a fight, they just pushed each other a few times, Lao He pushed Lao Qin to stagger, Lao Qin cursed, stretched his hand in mid-air, and suddenly stopped moving.

Old He was taken aback; "What are you trying to do? If you want to be reasonable, let's talk it out; if you want to start a fight, let's fight hard. Don't play tricks here! Do you still want to blackmail people?"

Lao Qin remained silent, a little ink dripped from his forehead.

Lao He felt that the situation was not right, and Lao Qin seemed to have lost his breath.

The ink was flowing down from the top of his head, and he didn't know if it was poison or a mechanism. Lao He looked up and saw a short knife falling from the sky, piercing the center of his eyebrows.

Relying on his killing instinct, Lao He took a step back and dodged the dagger. As soon as his heel hit the ground, he seemed to have stepped on something.

His thoughts stopped at this moment.

He seemed to have stepped on something.

(End of this chapter)