In the Demon Suppression Division, the Iron-Cutting Sword Technique is perfected

Changle County Demon Suppression Office.

In the Qianhu Office, there is an ancient and elegant study room.

Gu Cheng, under the guidance of the two flag bearers, pushed the door open and looked into the room.

A middle-aged man in black official uniform was practicing calligraphy at the desk.

The man looked to be about 40 or 50 years old, with gray hair on his temples and a particularly ordinary appearance.

He held the pen in his right hand, held his breath and concentrated, writing slowly on the rice paper, like an old turtle walking in the clouds.

Gu Cheng's eyes moved down and found that the other party wrote a word [quiet].

He did not make a sound to disturb him, but stood quietly in front and watched patiently.

After the "Qingxin Baodian" was completed.

Gu Cheng's mind was so sharp that he soon sensed that as the middle-aged man moved his pen.

A faint and cold breath spread from the strokes he wrote and permeated every corner of the study.

Although the breath was as weak as a thread, it was clearly discernible.

It was as if he was holding not a brush, but a sharp sword.

I guess he was not really practicing calligraphy.

Instead, he was practicing some kind of advanced swordsmanship by practicing calligraphy!

Seeing this scene, Gu Cheng's face was stern.

He really deserves to be the highest officer of the Changle County Demon Suppression Division branch.

Just from the tip of the iceberg he showed, the strength of this captain is definitely not that of a simple warrior who breaks the ordinary realm.

No wonder the demons on the Black Wind Mountain never dared to come to the city to make trouble, but only dared to harass the surrounding villages, even though the Demon Suppression Division has always been in a mess.

It must be because there is Captain Zhao in the city, right?

Gu Cheng didn't know much about Captain Zhao before.

All I know is that he seldom paid attention to the affairs of the government office, and he assigned all the daily work, big or small, to several centurions under his command.

Chunchun was just a hands-off manager.

This time, he suddenly changed his usual behavior and asked me to come here to report my work. What was the matter?

Just as Gu Cheng was secretly speculating in his heart.

Zhao Qianhu finally finished writing the word "Jing".

He put down his pen, looked at it carefully, looked up at the handsome young man, and asked:

"Gu Cheng, come here, come here, what do you think of my writing?"

As he said, he picked up the calligraphy on the table and showed it to the other party.

Gu Cheng looked up and took a closer look, then said solemnly:

"Master Qianhu has profound cultivation and outstanding swordsmanship, so his handwriting is naturally vigorous and powerful, quite extraordinary."

"It's a pity that your state of mind is not calm at this moment, so the word 'quiet' lacks some charm."

"???"

Zhao Qianhu was slightly startled, obviously not expecting that the other party's evaluation would be so different.

Then he smiled and shook his head, crumpled the calligraphy in his hand and threw it on the ground.

"Gu Cheng? Oh, why didn't I notice it before?

I didn't expect that in addition to the girl from the Lin family, there is actually such an interesting young man like you in this government office..."

The middle-aged man sat upright on the armchair, looking up and down at the handsome young man in front of him, his eyes full of appreciation and approval.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. I called you here this time mainly because I have two things to tell you."

"The first thing..."

Captain Zhao stretched out his index finger, raised his mouth slightly, and said with a smile:

"I heard that you had a conflict with the eldest young master of the Zheng family today? And killed someone?

Do you know that the old patriarch of the Zheng family specially sent someone to find me..."

Hearing this, Gu Cheng frowned slightly.

What does it mean?

Don't they plan to send people to retaliate secretly, but choose to complain directly to Captain Zhao?

What's the difference between this and complaining to the teacher in elementary school when you can't beat them?

Just when Gu Cheng was secretly complaining in his heart,

Zhao Baihu smiled slightly, handed a wooden box on the table to the other party, and continued:

"... He sent someone to find me specifically, and wanted to use me to convey his apology to you.

He said that he had neglected to discipline his son before, and he would strictly discipline him in the future. I hope you can forgive him."

"And the things in this box are the apology from the old master Zheng."

"???"

Gu Cheng reached out to take the wooden box, and his doubts became even greater.

Apology?

Is the director's script wrong? Why did the Zheng family just admit defeat!

Who will hire a murderer to die if he admits defeat?

Who should I ask for my life span?

Gu Cheng was very dissatisfied.

But when he opened the box, his dissatisfaction disappeared instantly.

It was because the other party gave too much.

This thick stack of silver bills, at least a hundred, all of which were in large denominations of one thousand taels each!

That's a full 100,000 taels of silver!

With this huge sum of money, even if I go to Chunfeng Tower every dayEven if you play with the courtesan until the iron rod is ground into a needle, you may not be able to spend all the money!

It is more than enough to buy the remaining medicinal materials for the boiling blood powder.

"Could it be that they are scared by Dong Lei's corpse and dare not go against me, so they choose to spend money to avoid disaster?"

"Or... the Zheng family is busy with other things and does not want to make enemies with me at this critical moment?"

Gu Cheng stared at the colorful banknotes in his hand, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

He did not think that the Zheng family really gave in.

But no matter what, this huge sum of money solved his urgent needs.

He had secretly planned to rob the Zheng family before.

Now the other party directly compensated a large sum of silver, which saved him a lot of trouble.

Besides, he still has a lot of remaining life, even if no one comes to die, it is not a big deal...

After thinking this through, Gu Cheng gently closed the wooden box, which was regarded as accepting the Zheng family's compensation.

Seeing that the young man accepted the money.

Zhao Qianhu nodded with satisfaction, held up two fingers, and continued:

"The second thing is that I found a good job for you.

Gu Cheng, have you heard about the "flower thief" recently?"

"I have heard a little bit." Gu Cheng nodded slightly:

"I heard that the flower thief is very good at light work, committing crimes everywhere in the city every night, and the wives and daughters of several wealthy families have been killed by him.

The government sent two centurions to investigate the matter, but nothing has been found so far.

Many wealthy families spent a lot of money to hire masters from the rivers and lakes as guards to prevent the women in their families from being killed. Met an unexpected event..."

"That's right, so the shopkeeper Song from the South City asked someone to find a connection and came to me, hoping to invite a master from the yamen to be his guard for a few days."

Captain Zhao smiled slightly, and then revealed his true intentions:

"Shopkeeper Song just remarried a beautiful wife two years ago, so he was naturally afraid that she would be targeted by a flower thief.

But he didn't trust the people in the underworld, so he came to the Yamen of the Demon Suppression Division and asked you to help out."

"Why... me?"

Gu Cheng was puzzled. He didn't seem to know the shopkeeper Song before, right?

"Because the two tiger monsters you killed before indirectly helped him a lot."

Captain Zhao explained slowly:

"Shopkeeper Song runs several pharmacies, and most of the herbs he sells are taken from Baicao Mountain.

If you hadn't killed the two tiger monsters, allowing the herbal farmers to continue to go up the mountain to collect herbs, his business would certainly be greatly affected.

Shopkeeper Song specially invited you to come this time, and also wanted to thank you by the way."

"So that's it..."

Gu Cheng nodded in understanding.

Yesterday's cause, today's fruit, this drink and bite, everything is predetermined.

However, compared to being a bodyguard for someone else's beautiful wife, he still hopes to be assigned to Lin Qingyan's command and go out of the city to kill monsters.

Just as he was about to refuse politely, the captain spoke first.

"Of course, Shopkeeper Song will not let you work for nothing."

Captain Zhao also saw that Gu Cheng was not interested, so he continued to increase the offer:

"In addition to the generous reward, if you lack any medicinal materials in your practice in the future, he will definitely support you with all his strength.

Just think of it as a good relationship with you, a young and talented warrior."

Provide the missing medicinal materials?

Gu Cheng's expression was slightly moved, as his Boiling Blood Powder just needed a few precious herbs.

If he could have a good relationship with the wealthy Shopkeeper Song, he would not have to worry about the herbs anymore, right?

Gu Cheng thought for a moment, and finally agreed to this matter...

After Gu Cheng said goodbye and left.

Zhao Qianhu retracted his gaze from the direction where the young man went away, and murmured to himself:

"What an interesting young man, I wonder if those absurd things he did before were intentional or just his nature?"

"If it's the latter... well, he shouldn't be "stealing" with such a beautiful lady?"

A hint of teasing flashed across Zhao Qianhu's face.

He shook his head, took out a new piece of rice paper, and started practicing calligraphy again.

However, he didn't write the word "Jing" this time.

Between the strokes, he drew a big word "Green"...