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Chapter 124 Iron Sword Guard

But there are some things that I am becoming more and more comfortable doing on my own.

Only half a year ago, when he met the black swordsmith, he had to go all out to avoid being killed.

Now, just by meeting him, I can kill him with a knife.

It turns out that in the past six months, I have quietly become a lot stronger.

Staring at the corpse on the ground, Yang Liang searched it, but did not find what he wanted, only some scattered silver coins.

Probably within the Yi Daoxian gang, not everyone is eligible to own this mysterious statue.

In line with the principle that thieves never leave empty-handed, Yang Liang pocketed the money. Looking at the corpse on the ground, he had other ideas.

After dawn, the morning fog on the streets gradually dissipated.Because Pingzhou is located in the north, it gets cold earlier than other places.

Ma Laosan's job is very simple, that is, to clean the streets in front of the government office before dawn.

Pingzhou is a big city with many merchants coming and going. These people often use large livestock such as mules and horses as transportation. The local people are tough and have no awareness not to urinate everywhere.

In short, Ma Laosan is a dung picker.

If the gentlemen in the government office wake up early in the morning and see the streets covered with feces, they will naturally feel unhappy.

Ma Laosan was carrying a dung basket on his back and humming a tune. He was not very old, only about 50 years old. Because he got up early and went to bed early, he had always been in good health.

Suddenly, he sniffed and smelled a strange smell.He raised his head following the smell, looked over slowly, and suddenly froze in place.

There was a corpse hanging in front of the gate of the government office, with its feet dangling in the air, blood flowing out of the body, and it was already frozen. The clothes were soaked in dark brown blood.

On the gate of the government office, six characters were written in black blood:

[Who can control Peiran]

"what!"

After a long time, Ma Laosan finally let out a hysterical scream.

Early in the morning, Pingzhou Magistrate Han Shuiyuan woke up from his sleep. He washed his face and rinsed his mouth under the service of his servants. After regaining consciousness, he slowly came to the execution room of the government office.

A corpse lay there, covered with white cloth, and there was a smell of blood in the air.

Han Shuiyuan coughed lightly, and everyone stopped what they were doing and saluted him.

"Lord Qi, it has been proven that he is the black swordsmith we want. His real name is Sun Qiang, and he is a gangster of Yi Daoxian's gang." Wu Zuo said.

"Why was he killed?" Han Shuiyuan said leisurely.

"Shoot from behind and kill with one strike. The knife should be quenched with poison. According to the judgment of my subordinates, it should be a short sword with a length of one foot." Wu Zuo said.

"Ok?"

Han Shuiyuan lowered his head and said, "Could it be that they are having internal strife?"

"The black swordsmith's reward at the government office is 200 taels of silver. I'm leaving the money for free. He must be the murderer's identity and his identity is somewhat shady."

"Forget it, he's nothing more than a desperado. If he dies, he will die."

Han Shuiyuan was too lazy to use his brain. He waved his hands and said, "Publishing this matter is also a good thing to eliminate evil and promote good."

He turned around again and couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he saw the six characters in blood:
"Good words, could it be the murderer or the student rushing to take the exam this year?"

"Sir, the exam is over now, and this question is no secret." The master said from the side.

"It's not a secret before the exam." Han Shuiyuan rolled his eyes: "But I'm afraid it's not common to have such good calligraphy."

"Good regards, my lord."

Han Shuiyuan stood in front of the words, tracing pictures with his hands, trying to guess the strength and breath in the words.

"Good words, good words, there is quite a killing intent in them."

In order to flatter Han Shuiyuan, everyone gathered around the words and couldn't help but admire him.

"I heard that this black swordsman is very brave and good at fighting. We caught him several times but he escaped." "In my opinion, this word is far from being compared to adults."

"The calligraphy geniuses in the capital back then were known to everyone about iron hooks and silver strokes."

At this time, there was a rustling sound on the autopsy table behind them. Everyone was immersed in the discussion of calligraphy and did not notice it.

After a while, Han Shuiyuan turned around subconsciously, and suddenly found that the black knife maker, who had been completely cold, stood up naked, and the white cloth on his body fell to the ground.

"what!"

The scream broke the early morning silence.

At this time, a black shadow came out, the sword on his waist was unsheathed, and a bright white streak in the air fell heavily on the black swordsmith's head.

Click.

A human head fell to the ground, and after a while, the black swordsmith's body fell to the ground with a thud.

After a while, Han Shuiyuan came to his senses and realized that he did not know the man who drew the sword.

The other person is about 30 years old, wearing black brocade clothes, with a resolute face and an evil aura about him.

"Iron Sword Guard Zhou Tong, on orders from Shangfeng, came to Pingzhou to capture Yidao Immortal."

"Good good."

Han Shuiyuan has calmed down. He is also an official from the capital and has heard of this mysterious sword guard.

They are only sent by His Majesty, and they are officials superior to officials.

Since they are willing to take care of the mess of Yi Daoxian and his gang, let them do it.

In the Fu School, the examiner Lu Chunsheng is reviewing the papers of this batch of candidates.

He was sitting on the Taishi chair, and there were several snacks and a plate of peeled crispy plums on the bank.

In the eyes of people in the capital, Pingzhou is a miserable place, a barren land in everyone's mind.

In autumn, the only seasonal fruits here are some plums, peaches and the like.

"It is indeed a bitter and cold place, and the food is as despicable as the articles."

He looked down upon this place with all his eyes, and the court didn't pay much attention to it.

This time the imperial court sent me to be the examiner, which was a good thing. I took the opportunity to make a fortune, so no one would say anything.

Thinking of the white money and the white arms of those women, Lu Chunsheng felt distraught.

He had just been served by two beautiful ladies last night, and now his thighs were still a little sore and his eye sockets were a little dark.

Lu Chunsheng picked up the paper on the table. This time, Jieyuan and Yayuan had to be named in his hands.

When I saw the first answer sheet, there were four words hidden in the first line: The life of Yanyu...

Picking up the second answer sheet, there were also four words: The life of Yanyu...

Sure enough, there is no airtight wall in the world, and no one can truly keep secrets.

Lu Chunsheng also sold more than one copy of these four-character code words.

One portion is 1 taels, and ten portions are 10 taels. Even if someone asks you, you can reply with one sentence:
【Have you told anyone else】

Even if these people did not pass the exam, if they could pass the examination and be exempted from some taxes, it would be a great blessing for their ancestors.

Lu Chunsheng secretly admired his wit, and now all he had to do was name the number one at random.

He flipped through it briefly and finally picked one that was written more pleasing to the eye.

I have to seal the first-place paper and give it to His Majesty to take back. If it is done in a disgraceful way, it will not look good when it is revealed.

(End of this chapter)