Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 104 The Cunning of the Dead Fox
Even if a hundred people don't want to drill into the sewer, it's a pity they still have to.

The rotten vegetable gang, the filth stained his pants, and came out of the tunnel, Bai Wenxuan already threw off the extra pants he put on in disgust, and opened his mouth to scold, Zhang Xianzhong hurriedly gave him another small Mouth, typed back the words, and later, Song Qingshu came out with the help of Qiaoer, full of sweat. It was so difficult, and Song Qingshu actually held a lamb under the milk sheep in his arms, and refused to say anything. Let go.

I don't know who built the firewood shed at the back street corner. Two killers dressed in black, with knives in their waists and crossbows behind their backs, stared intently at the brightly lit small restaurant. Behind them, Song Qingshu The four did not dare to breathe, and tiptoed out.

He also played a guest role as a car thief. The owner of the Jinrui Library not far from the back street also bought a few bicycles and put them outside, carefully stealing them out. Several people rode them and ran to the south of the city, their legs began to twitch When I got up, in the middle of the night, I saw a few ghost shadows that were fleeting in the strong wind.

In the south of the city, the original Town God's Temple.

Here, the city wall was built on the edge of Lazi. In order to save labor and materials, the mountain was directly cut into a cliff to protect the city. The ancients were superstitious!Wanting Dashan to contribute to the city defense war, a city god temple was specially built to pray for the blessing of the city god grandpa. It has been more than 200 years since the city was built in the early Ming Dynasty to the present.

But I don’t know if Grandpa Chenghuang also committed bad luck recently. For more than 200 years, when Zhu Cunbiao was destroyed in the Town God’s Temple, Zhang Xianzhong burned it down. Knowing that Zhang Xianzhong will be in the immortal class in the future, can the Grandpa of the City God come to him and ask for compensation.

Bugui City God has always been a sanctuary for beggars. In such troubled times, countless lower-class citizens went bankrupt, and beggars could never end. Song Qingshu took away a batch of them to give him a job to earn a living. Not long after, another batch of new ones came. The beggars occupied the place again, and there were some unkind people who had ghosts in their hearts, such as Zhao Yuanwai, a rich man who spent money to build a third Town God's Temple in order to make his heart more secure.

Today, the town god's temple with blue bricks and green tiles has been built again. Pity those beneficiaries who spent money, but forgot the most basic truth taught by the Buddha, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda!If they were all willing to spend the money from building temples to help those who couldn’t eat, there wouldn’t be so many bandit rebels out there who would fight to the last bit of blood in their mouths for a morsel of food. In that case , can't everyone feel at ease?

But these have nothing to do with Song Qingshu for the time being, he is also a poor man who is struggling to survive in this last days, and if one is not good, his whole family will have to finish playing tonight.Because of this, the car was thrown to the bottom of the hill, and the four of them hugged a lamb, and groped up the hillside very carefully.

At this time, it was almost ten o'clock in the middle of the night, and the ancients lived a much healthier life than modern people. They never played on their mobile phones, played computers, and read novels until the early morning. At this point, normal people have already fallen asleep for two or three hours, and the whole mountain is also silent. There were no ghosts. After riding for a long time and climbing a small mountain, Bai Wenxuan, who was out of breath, couldn't help complaining.

"Hey, let me tell you... this place is dark and gloomy... I'm afraid ghosts are willing to come here? You don't need to be so cautious..."

He gasped for a sentence, and before Bai Wenxuan could finish his sentence with effort, he suddenly thumped and crawled on the ground, and fell all over the place. This guy is just like the fifth uncle of Song Qingshu in the later generation, cursing whenever he wants, Spraying all kinds of unclean things out of the mouth, it will suffer a big loss and be even more furious.

"I called your mother Osmanthus fragrans! Who the hell threw a piece of rotten wood here to frame me, an old grandson, I, oh my god! What the hell!"

It was so quiet here, Song Qingshu and the others also relaxed their vigilance, suddenly heard this guy screaming, his heart tensed up, Zhang Xianzhong went up and slapped the guy back, and the four of them quickly squatted down, taking advantage of the hazy moonlight. Looking over, the next moment, Qiao'er was so scared that she almost didn't cry out.

What tripped Bai Wenxuan was not a piece of wood, but a person. To be precise, it was the corpse of a beggar who had just lost his life. Bai Wenxuan screamed out with blood on his hands, and he could vaguely see the body of the beggar before he died. Fear, the big mouth full of yellow duck teeth grows hollow into the air.

"Tsk, this attacker is poisonous enough. He used the knife neatly and wiped his neck without even giving him a chance to resist!" Zhang Xianzhong had an occupational disease attack, and he didn't mind putting two fingers into the wound, and said in a low voice. Muttering, Song Qingshu rolled his eyes when he heard it.

You are so neat when killing people!

Girls are most afraid of death. Looking at the beggar's empty eyes, Qiao'er's teeth are already chattering, and when she raises her head again, she can't wait to suffer from malnutrition and night blindness.

"Master, shopkeeper, yes, there are a lot of corpses!"

Bang noticed that this one was gone, raised his head abruptly, Song Qingshu also felt his hair stand on end, looking around, no less than twenty corpses were thrown in a ravine, stretching all the way to the half-built Town God's Temple on the top of the mountain, the half-built Town God's Temple in the moonlight, Against the background of the corpse, there was a ghostly feeling.

But after the horror, Song Qingshu couldn't help being elated, this trace was definitely left by the killer of Prince Qin's residence, and Prince Qin's residence is also eyeing this area!It seems that there is definitely something here!
Song Qingshu was too impressed by the vicious and triumphant smile of the green-faced fox before his death, and the tricks left behind after his death were also poisonous. God knows how he revealed the existence of himself, Zhang Xianzhong, and Bai Wenxuan to Prince Qin .I'm afraid this guy already knew that the life of the son of King Qin is not long. After the second son ascended the throne, he will definitely retaliate wildly against Song Qingshu and others who prevented him from ascending the throne and almost killed him, and silence him!From a strategic point of view, the green-haired fox successfully dragged all three of Song Qingshu's brothers into trouble.

However, with the shrewdness of his green-backed fox, he knew that a catastrophe was coming, so how could he sit in this crater to develop his power, negotiate terms with himself and others, and accept all of himself His men?Two possibilities!Either he was crazy and went crazy for the last time before he died, or he had another backhand who could still hold onto his life after the death of King Qin's son.

Based on my own understanding of the green fox, the second possibility is the biggest!So even if a second tonight can be measured by a tael of gold, Song Qingshu and Bai Wen still choose a few choices to take risks!

Now it seems that the bet was right!
But he stretched out his hand and wiped out more than 20 beggars. There are definitely not a few killers from the Qin Palace. Among the four are Song Qingshu and Qiaoer who are half disabled. Emphatically, he gestured with his fingers to move his mouth, signaling everyone not to speak!

Zhang Xianzhong glared again, while Bai Wenxuan rubbed his mouth sadly. Along the ditch full of corpses, the four of them carefully climbed to the top.

The sound of clanging shovels and pickaxes resounded chaotically on the top of the mountain. No wonder Bai Wenxuan wailed and wailed, but no one heard him. More than half of the beggars were killed, and the rest were rushed to dig holes in the Chenghuang Temple. The bluestone Town God's Temple was dug with great difficulty to look like the surface of the moon.

It's also just right, they were not well prepared, and it was cheaper for Song Qingshu. The Town God's Temple is divided into three entrances. The middle hall has been erected, and the outer wall has not yet been repaired. Arrived at the apse.

Plop, plop, the two ugly-faced and strong killers of Prince Qin fell to the ground in a daze. It has to be said that Jin Yiwei still has some tricks. After extinguishing the incense, Bai Wenxuan jumped out proudly and gave the two guys a kick in the ass .

"Damn it, Prince Qin's mansion is powerful enough. If such servants are stabbed out, I'm afraid it's no less than murdering Prince Qin's son?" Zhang Xianzhong squeezed the chest muscles of a killer, and muttered with beard and stare. The two of them were still in the mood to play tricks, Song Qingshu hastily cupped his hands sadly: "You two brothers, your lives are at stake!"

According to memory, the four of them were tossing about in the apse again, but after searching, they found out that it was a dog. To build this Town God's Temple, the workers who came during the day actually leveled the ground. Throwing it out, there is only a thin layer of floating soil underneath, and further down, there are mountain rocks!

Zhang Xianzhong did a quick search of his dilapidated house when he was killing the young fox. If there was something hidden that could not escape the eyes of the official thief, but he didn't find it, then he could only bury it underground. But now, this The soil is gone, where can I find it?

"Damn it, what bastard built the Town God's Temple, I know, I have to throw him in the Jinyiwei Prison!" Pulling the flower pot again, Bai Wenxuan couldn't help muttering in frustration, Song Qingshu also sighed helplessly One sound.

"Forget it, time is running out, let's evacuate quickly!"

The three brothers started to slip along the same path with a girl. Bai Wenxuan led the way and was the first to jump over the low wall, but just as he landed and turned around, he was stunned. The killer of Prince Qin's mansion with a shovel was walking towards him.

The people on both sides were surprised, they stared at each other in astonishment for a few seconds, then Bai Wenxuan let out a strange cry, reached out his hand and was about to draw the knife, and the other side suddenly woke up, but the shovel shot first Seeing Bai Wenxuan's head split.

Seeing that the head was about to be opened, suddenly there was a loud bang, a puff of smoke came out, and a flower of blood burst out from the top of the head of the first killer who was wearing a shovel, screaming and falling down. After falling down, before Bai Wenxuan came back to his senses, there were three more slaps, and another killer's shovel stopped half a meter away from Bai Wenxuan's shoulder. His arms, thighs, and little brother were bleeding together. The killer There was also a shrill and strange cry, Hao Hao rolled over while covering his crotch with his left hand.

Conscience of heaven and earth, Song Qingshu is definitely because the recoil of the firecracker is too strong, and the last three shots are pressed down, it is definitely not intentional!Jumping down, the wound was torn open again by the shock, and Song Qingshu's face was cramped in pain.

"Why are the firecrackers firing continuously, third child, what the hell are you doing?"

"Why are you still asking questions at this time, run away!"

Still hugging the lamb and not letting go, Song Qingshu was the first to paddle down towards the gutter, followed by Qiaoer, Zhang Xianzhong never let go, leaving Bai Wenxuan standing there alone, turning his head in the cold, Behind the wall, there were already killers swearing in Shaanxi dialect, and one even leaned on the wall and held up a crossbow. With a yell, this guy ran away like a jerk.

In the long voice drawn by someone, the whole mountain came alive. Hundreds of torches were like will-o'-the-wisps. Shouts and insults rushed down the mountain. Half of Nanshan was illuminated. Song Qingshu will not stop after a few presses!
(End of this chapter)