Kill me a few more times and I'll be invincible

Qiao Mu didn't care about the whispers of these ordinary people, but was just curious about the speed at which these rumors spread, which indeed exceeded his imagination.

Hai Wuya's conjecture should be true, and there must be someone behind the scenes to fuel the flames. After all, the imperial capital is not a small place like Yancheng, and a trivial matter can spread throughout half the city overnight.

"Hmm... Daozhen of the Daoist sect?" Qiao Mu saw a slightly familiar figure from the door of the roadside tea house.

The other party was drinking morning tea. Seeing Qiao Mu looking over and staring at him, he smiled and nodded in greeting, as if he was easy to talk to.

Qiao Mu's eyes were fixed, but he just nodded slightly.

His current character design is the father of Qiao Zhong, a prisoner in the sky prison, so he is naturally unfamiliar with this truth.

It's really extraordinary to be able to see through the Tao at a glance, and it can be explained by Qiao Mu's extraordinary eyesight. If you talk to him in detail, it doesn't meet the setting that you have never met.

Qiao Mu turned his head and continued walking as if nothing had happened.

Soon, they walked to Caishi Street in the imperial capital, and the pedestrians around them gradually became denser and more crowded.

"Why hasn't anyone messed with me yet? I have such a good head, who can cut it off this time?"

Qiao Mu rubbed his head with his palm, slightly disappointed.

Except for Daozhen from the Daoist sect, he didn't notice any strong people around him that he could look up to.

Since there was no change, he turned his attention to the Caishikou Execution Ground in the distance.

On one side of the execution ground stood a sharpened wooden stake, and Qiao Zhong's head was stuck on the stake as a warning to others.

This head seems to have been specially embalmed by the government. So far, the facial features are lifelike, and it still stays at the moment before Qiao Zhong's death.

It's just that the people at Caishikou have long been accustomed to this, and their expressions are as usual, and they don't look at the head much.

Only some children who come to Caishikou for the first time will take a few more glances, look away in shock and fear, and then can't help but look a few more times.

"It's time to take my head." Qiao Mu murmured.

Just as his attention fell on his head in the distance.

Suddenly, a figure approached behind him intentionally or unintentionally.

Qiao Mu seemed to sense it, and turned slightly to avoid it.

But this figure leaned over abruptly, and then suddenly said "Aiya", which sounded like a panicked female voice.

Turning his head, he saw a young woman in her early 20s with a plump figure, looking at her with a look of surprise and anger.

"Indecent." The young woman screamed, standing shyly and angrily by the side of the road,

This voice was sharp and loud, cutting through the noise at the entrance of the vegetable market.

There are so many idlers watching the excitement at the entrance of the vegetable market in this imperial capital, and they don't think they can get enough of beheadings on weekdays, but now when they heard such a scream, many people looked sideways.

"What happened?"

The butcher who slaughtered pigs at the stall next to him put his butcher knife on the meat table and strode over.

He glanced at the plump and graceful figure of the young woman, and subconsciously wiped the apron in front of her belly with both hands before walking forward.

"Little lady, what's wrong with you?" He asked harshly.

I saw the young woman standing by the side of the road, with tears in her eyes and anger in her eyes, pointing to Qiao Mu standing beside her:

"This old man, he just now, he just now..." In the middle of speaking, tears fell down like beads, wet the front of the chest, which made people feel pity.

At this time, more and more people gathered around, forming a small circle with the tree in the middle.

"You are old and not ashamed, don't try to run away..." the butcher shouted loudly, and volunteered to come forward to fetch the arbor.

But after walking two steps, he saw that Qiao Mu was standing there, and he had no intention of running at all.

Moreover, the old man looked old, his body was straight and loose, and his eyes were sharp. This look made the butcher subconsciously withdraw his hand for a moment.

"Come here to fix this... It almost embarrassed me." Qiao Mu sighed slightly in his heart, and his eyes fell on the young woman's face.

He faintly felt that this young woman had a sense of familiarity, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that she appeared among the crowd who stopped him outside the medical hall yesterday...

"This old man is Qiao Shuanglin, I remember him! The one who beat someone at the gate of Xinglin Medical Center yesterday!"

"By the way, is he the Qiao family from Nanzhou? How dare he be so violent in our imperial capital?"

"To make a name for Qiao Shuanglin, you did it yesterday, my lord, but today you can't help it?"

There were many pedestrians at Caishikou, among the crowd, soon some righteous people took the initiative to stand up and identify Qiao Shu, and educate the onlookers who didn't know the truth about Qiao Shuanglin's identity and the cause and effect.

"Are you finished?" Qiao Mu became a little impatient listening to the gossip around her.

Now, he is more and more sure that the crowd in the medical hall yesterday must have been secretly fanned by someone.

The two incidents of yesterday and today have exactly the same style of action, they are both hiding in secret and instigating the public....

"This job is really rough." Qiao Mu sneered in his heart.

The farce at the gate of the clinic yesterday was nothing more than that. He took the initiative to pay for the consultation on behalf of someone else, but the other party seized the opportunity to make use of it.

And today's job is to frame him, a mid-to-high-end martial artist with keen five senses?

Although Qiao Mu's attention fell on his head, he didn't notice the young woman approaching like an ordinary person beforehand, but he also knew that he hadn't touched the young woman's body just now, and he subconsciously avoided it.

Even if he is absent-minded, a martial artist like Qiao Mu is not something an ordinary person can touch.

Then the truth is obviously obvious... People of insight can see through the strangeness.

"Old guy, you are really thick-skinned. You have done such a shameless thing, and you still look like you don't care?"

"Old and immortal are thieves! Surround this shameless old immortal, don't let him escape, and report to the officer."

The surrounding voices gradually became noisy, and these people were filled with righteous indignation and surrounded Qiao Mu, just like the farce at the entrance of the medical hall yesterday.

Chapter 157 Chapter 151 Suicide and apology? (4k

Caishi Street was crowded with crowds, surrounding a man and a woman in the middle of the road.

The man was an old man over ninety years old, surrounded by everyone, with a cold expression.

The woman was a plump and graceful young woman with a mixed look of shame and anger, her eyes were weeping and her make-up was worn.

More and more pedestrians on Caishi Street were attracted by this incident, and they continued to gather from all directions, and the situation was gradually escalating.

at the same time.

There are also multiple eyes in the dark, watching this scene.

Among them, Daozhen, a disciple of the Daoist sect sitting in front of the Eight Immortals table at the entrance of the teahouse on Caishi Street, was also included.

He sat leisurely, blew on the hot tea lightly, held up the cup of hot tea and drank it with his head raised.

While drinking tea with his head up, his eyes were still staring at Qiao Mu. He looked a bit like a primary school student watching TV while eating, for fear of missing any exciting content.

"I don't know, how will Qiao Shuanglin deal with this matter?"

One of Daozhen's daily interests is to observe ordinary people, especially ordinary people with extraordinary personalities and perseverance.

After seeing Qiao Zhong beheaded before, he also became interested in Qiao's family.

Now that Qiao Shuanglin is in deep trouble, he will naturally sit on the sidelines and continue to sit and watch the show, even if someone disturbs the good show, he will not agree.

"The Qiao family in Nanzhou actually have a pretty good reputation."

"Although there is Qiaopifu, the thug who forcibly broke into the Xuantian Temple of Heyang Prefecture City, among them, there is no one who is greedy for life and afraid of death."

"And this Qiao Shuanglin seems to be a little different, his reputation in the imperial capital seems to be not very good?"

"Among the few Qiao family members that have appeared so far, this old man can be regarded as an outlier..."

Daozhen was also very curious about what kind of person Qiao Shuanglin was.

So he continued watching the play.

..........

The voices gradually became louder.

The crowd always followed the crowd blindly. In front of the calm but cold old man and the young woman who was crying so hard, they naturally stood on the side of the young woman.

"Surround him and don't let him go!"

"I heard that this old man has practiced martial arts. Although he is old now, he can easily bully a woman with his remaining strength."

"Old man, if you really have a clear conscience, you might as well just stand there and walk, and wait for the people from the government to come over, and they will naturally be able to see your innocence."

There are all kinds of sounds around.

Qiao Mu was quite calm. After observing carefully for a while, he found that these crowds were not all extras recruited by someone behind the scenes, but some of them were truly outraged and stood up to protect the woman.

"It's unreasonable..." Qiao Mu shook his head secretly, and turned to leave.

He originally thought that people of insight could easily see through the truth.

But at the moment, these pedestrians at Caishikou don't have such good eyesight.

Of course, there is also a possibility...these onlookers actually don't care so much about the truth, they are just eating melons, and they just subconsciously stand on the side of "justice".

Qiao Mu had no intention of wasting time with these people.

His eyes were suddenly sharp, and a strong murderous aura was born again.

Even if Qiao Mu didn't master the real method of witnessing the gods because he didn't step into the way of refining the gods, he could still imitate the cat like a tiger and use his murderous aura to frighten these ordinary people.

After being stared at by him like this, the noisy crowd around him suddenly became dumb, and unconsciously gave way to a passage.

Qiao Mu was about to leave when suddenly he heard a shout in the distance.

"Hey! Don't be ashamed of yourself, don't think about leaving like this. I, Hu Han, 'Dragon Claw', don't like this kind of bullying of good women!"

A muscular man with a square face stopped in front of Qiao Mu.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the plump young woman next to him, and unconsciously his chest became a little straighter, making the already thick chest muscles more upright and majestic.

"It's 'Dragon Claw' Hu Han!"

"Great Xia Hu is here too? Can that old man be aggressive now?"

Amidst the din, the young woman seemed to have noticed the hero Hu Han's gaze, and she blinked her eyes immediately, and her eye sockets turned even redder:

"I beg Hu Daxia to make the decision for me."

"This old man seems to have also practiced martial arts. He was contemptuous of me just now, and now he hastily left when he heard that someone reported to the government. Without the help of a heroic figure like Hu Daxia..."

Being begged by the young woman with such red eyes, Hu Han's eyes were wide open and his momentum was self-contained.

"That old man, you can't go!"

"Why? Based on what she said, you will believe it?" Qiao Mu stopped in his tracks and said calmly:

"How do you know that it's not all due to her framing? Did someone see it just now, and I belittled her?"

The strong man Hu Han hesitated for a moment, but immediately shouted:

"Framed? Who would want to use their own reputation to frame you, an old man?"

As soon as these words came out, the others also nodded.

In this kind of feudal dynasty, the festival of a good woman's name has always been highly valued.

A large number of young girls and young women are raised in deep boudoirs, and they are not allowed to go out to show their faces at will, otherwise they may attract gossip.

And now this young woman claims to have been molested and frivolous on the street. If the news spreads, it will definitely have an impact on her reputation.

Once the reputation is broken, I am afraid that half of my life will be pointed out. Therefore, in the eyes of others, it is natural not to use one's own reputation to frame others.

Seeing others nodding their heads in approval, this hero Hu Han had a bit of confidence, he said proudly:

"Don't worry, if you really have a clear conscience, when the people from the government come over and investigate the truth, they will naturally return your innocence."

"But if you really did it, I can't pretend not to know."

The strong man Hu Han put his hands on his chest and snorted coldly.

"it is good!"

"Thanks to the presence of Daxia Hu today! Otherwise, this old thief must be let go!" The surrounding people immediately cheered.

All the eyes fell on that Great Xia Hu, which made him even taller and taller unconsciously.

They are all people who watch the excitement and don't think too much about it. They will not miss the anecdote of a ninety-year-old man in the street with a frivolous young woman.

If this Qiao Shuanglin was really a wealthy and powerful elder in some imperial capital, they might not dare to watch here.