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

And there are even more people in Zuixianju, at least two or three months of salary.

"Stop talking, I still have business to do." Qiao Mu didn't want to talk to him.

"Then..." Qian Tuotou frowned and thought hard: "Go to the Yunyu Pavilion to listen to the music?"

Qiao Mu turned to look at him.

He knew that if he didn't nod his head, Qian Tutou might just think that he still held a grudge in his heart, and he would definitely feel even more uneasy.

After all, a person who insulted the emperor and was able to arrest his head safely and soundly, he must not be able to offend him.

"Then Goulan... No, let's go to Zuixianju. I, Jopiff, have nothing good in my life. I only love martial arts cheats. If you have any martial arts cheats at home, you can also lend me to read them."

Chapter 75 Chapter 71 The Holy Maiden White Tiger (4K

Zuixianju is a high-end restaurant in the west of Heyang Prefecture. Although there are not many daily guests, they are all officials and wealthy businessmen. They are either rich or expensive, and they are quite famous in Heyang Prefecture.

On this day, the waiter was resting in the lobby when he suddenly saw two policemen in soap clothes coming to the door.

"Isn't this money arrest? What happened to the neighbors around here?"

The waiter in the shop went forward to meet him, his doubts were beyond words.

A restaurant of the level of Zuixianju is naturally not an ordinary wealthy businessman. It is said that the owner behind the scenes has the background of the palace master of the city.

Therefore, it is a rare thing to catch the head at the door.

The waiter in the shop subconsciously thought that there was some kind of murder in the neighborhood, so the money hunter came to inquire about the situation.

"What eyesight...I came to drink with Qiao Butou." Qian Butou said angrily.

"...The two head catchers, please." The waiter in the hotel was a little surprised, and then immediately put on a smiley face, leading Qiao Mu and the two to sit down in a corner of the lobby.

A waiter in a restaurant of this level naturally wouldn't do anything that looks down on others.

It's just that although his expression changed quickly, Qian Qian still captured the fleeting surprised expression.

Zuixianju... is indeed a place that I can't afford to eat on weekdays, and it's no wonder others are surprised.

Qian Qian sighed slightly in his heart, but immediately smiled and ordered some food and wine.

"Qiao Butou, you're welcome. This plate is the signature dish of Zuixianju, three-color venison soup."

"This three-color venison soup is quite precious. The three-color deer is a monster that inhabits the Qingming Mountains outside the city. It is full of vitality and blood, and it is a great tonic for warriors like us."

Qian Butou smiled openly, and took the initiative to serve Qiao Mu a bowl of soup, but while laughing, he muttered subconsciously:

"It's only a month..."

"What month?" Qiao Mu asked casually when he heard the words as he was about to drink soup.

"...It's nothing, I'm just talking to myself, don't blame Joe for arresting the head." Qian Qian scratched his head.

"You might as well speak clearly." Qiao Mu stopped the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Qian Qian.

Although he is not afraid of death, he still has the basic vigilance in dealing with people.

Although I feel that the money to arrest the head will not poison him, but it is not a bad thing to be more careful.

"Actually, there is no other meaning." Qian Qian said with a sneer:

"This three-color venison soup is one of Zui Xianju's signature dishes, but it's not cheap. A bowl of meat soup will cost me a month's salary. It makes Qiao laugh."

After finishing speaking, Qian Qian stretched out his soup spoon to take a mouthful of the broth, pretending to be intoxicated.

It turned out that it was money.... Qiao Mu didn't think much about it. After drinking the soup, he felt that the taste was delicious, and it was indeed not bad.

Qian Qian continued: "Qiao Butou, this is Zuixianju's Zuixianju. It is said that the immortals will get drunk after drinking it. It is more precious than the three-color venison soup..."

"More precious? You mean the price is more expensive?" Qiao Mu teased.

He heard the money catcher muttering again, saying that the one and a half month's salary was gone again.

Every time a dish was served, Qian Tutou couldn't help muttering in a low voice how much the price was enough for his salary, which made Qiao Mu feel a little annoyed.

Let's eat a dish, and there are always people beside me eagerly thinking about it.

Then Qiao Mu said: "Qian Butou, this money body is a foreign thing after all, you've come all the time, it's meaningless to keep doing this, right?"

Qian Qian was stunned for a moment, and could only smile wryly: "I'm just kidding... I, Qian Qian, come from a small family, and I'm over [-] years old, and my energy and blood are declining. I can count every ounce."

He also realized that something was wrong, and then he just kept silent and didn't talk about it, but offered two cheat books from his arms.

There are two cheat books, one is the hard work "Golden Bell Cover" by outsiders, and the other is the light work "Larking Shadow Step".

Qian Qian introduced: "This "Golden Bell Cover" is an outsider's hard work for me to settle down. In the past, I relied on this hard work to train my body, practiced internal strength, and made many contributions. At the age of 28, I Reaching the eighth rank of internal strength, I almost sat on the seat of chief arrester of Heyang Mansion."

"Over the years as a police officer, this "Golden Bell Cover" can be said to have saved my life many times, and it's really not bad."

Qiao Mu nodded.

The martial arts he is practicing now includes top-notch skills such as "Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu". As for the hard skills such as "Golden Bell Cover", although they are not superior, the more the better.

"And this "Larking Shadow Step"..." Qian Qian was a little embarrassed when he said this:

"Actually, there were burglars in our ancestors. This is a lightness skill passed down from our ancestors. It talks about how to walk lightly, hide in the shadows, and fly over walls without sound... This lightness skill is actually better than "Golden Bell Cover". It's more advanced, but it's quite difficult to master, and I can only say that I'm superficially familiar with it."

Qiao Mu was a little surprised.

He hasn't practiced light kung fu seriously yet, and he relies entirely on the strong physical fitness of the warrior himself and the explosion of internal energy.

If you have lightness skills, body skills, etc., you can naturally make up for your shortcomings.

Anyway, he can live forever, he has a lot of time, and others can't chew it up. As long as he puts in the time and dies a few more times, he doesn't have to worry about not being proficient in training.

"These two secret books are of great benefit to me. If you catch the head, all our previous affairs will be written off," Qiao Mu said solemnly.

These words were actually intended for Qian Qian to listen to. After all, the money arrester didn't offend him very much, and the matter was very small.

If it wasn't for his peace of mind, Qiao Mu wouldn't have come to this meal.

Hearing this, Qian Tutou was really relieved.

After eating and drinking enough, Qiao Mu took two cheat books and took his leave first on the grounds of studying the cheat books.

As for Qian Butou, looking at the leftovers on the table, he felt a slight pain in his flesh:

"Three months' salary..."

He took out the prepared food box from his body, put these leftovers into it, and took all the soup and water away.

Qian Qian's family lived in the north of the city, right next to the former Qiao's compound.

Of course, the Qiao Family Courtyard has now become the Xuantian Temple, and there is an endless stream of pilgrims coming and going.

Qian Qian avoided the pilgrims passing by and returned to his own house. When he opened the door, he saw a baby girl with a baby voice pounced on him and hung on his lap.

"Don't mess around, Daddy brought you delicious food this time."

...........

Xuantian Temple is the residence of Xuantian Sect's sect, but the residence of the sect is not just Xuantian Temple.

Centering on the former Qiao Family Courtyard, the surrounding blocks and the entire northern part of the city were designated as the residence of the Xuantian Sect, even the hill behind the Qiao Family Courtyard.

Xuantian Temple is at the foot of the mountain, and it is a Taoist temple for pilgrims to burn incense and worship gods.

And the hill behind is the residence of the disciples of the Xuantian Sect.

Roar -----

The violent roar shook the air, causing several Xuantian Sect disciples in Taoist robes to step back a few steps, and they couldn't help showing expressions of fear.

In front of them was a giant white tiger three meters in length and two meters in height. The roar can set off strong winds, almost blowing them away.

"Senior Sister Mingyue, the holy girl's green-eyed flying tiger is too fierce, why don't you go out for now?" A young disciple asked.

"That's right, it's our duty to raise spirit beasts. Senior Sister Mingyue, you've been out frequently recently. When the time comes, the Pure Hearted Saintess will leave the customs. If you punish her..."

"After all, our sect's pure-hearted saint is surnamed Wu."

Mentioning this saint, these disciples all showed awe.

Xuantian sect sect saint, Wu Qingxin.

The surname Wu is not special.

What's special is that this surname gave birth to the second best martial artist in the world, a martial sage.

Wu Qingxin was a disciple of Wu Shengren in his early years, and later defected to Xuantianzong, and was appointed by Xuantianzong as a saint of the sect, and practiced the way of immortality.

"Noisy. You don't need to talk too much."

The female cultivator Mingyue scolded angrily, then walked forward slowly, and gently comforted the blue-eyed Flying Tiger who was inexplicably anxious.

In front of female cultivator Mingyue, the green-eyed flying tiger quickly calmed down, stopped being irritable, and became docile.

What do these idiots know... Mingyue comforted the blue-eyed flying tiger, with a ruthless look in her eyes.

This green-eyed flying tiger is the spiritual pet of the saint. It is already two meters high and three meters long. In fact, it is not yet an adult, but it is already full of energy and blood, comparable to a warrior of the fifth or sixth rank.

Immortal cultivators in the Qi refining period are not yet extraordinary and refined. If this blue-eyed flying tiger is really wild, the disciples of the sect who are physically weak next to them may not be able to control it.

The female cultivator Mingyue has always been highly valued by the saintess because of her meritorious service in raising spirit beasts.

This is mainly because she is very good at coming.

"If this fierce tiger doesn't go mad, how can it appear that I have the skills to control beasts in the bright moon? How can I perform meritorious service in front of the saint?"

"Since she entered my fairy gate, the saint has rarely gone out and has been practicing in seclusion. It's not a big problem."

During these days, Mingyue went out many times because of the impermanent monster case, so she ignored the green-eyed flying tiger. Without her company, this spirit beast became more and more ferocious.

"As long as you catch that impermanent monster, these are trivial matters..."

After appeasing the giant tiger, Mingyue quickly took out the paper crane from her bosom, and exhaled slightly towards the paper crane.

...............

Half a day later, the Yamen of Heyang Prefecture.

The detectives gathered together again, including Qiao Mu, who had just been released from prison.

These police officers had obviously dealt with the guards in the prison before, and obviously heard them talk about what Qiao Mu had done in prison before.

Insulting the emperor committed a capital crime, failed to escape from prison, and was invited out of prison by officials...

It can only be said that this is beyond the comprehension ability of these police officers. They really can't figure out what kind of background and background this person is, who can be forced into such a situation.

The only thing that is certain is that they can't afford to mess with the newly appointed Joe Putou!

As a result, Qiao Mu, who was released from prison soon, received warm greetings from the police officers, which can be said to be treated like stars and moons.

Apart from the crowd, only the chief catcher, Mr. Chen, was quite aloof, and he looked at Qiao Mu with more hostility.

She looked around for a week and suddenly asked:

"Why didn't Qian Butou come?"

Soon an acquaintance of the policeman replied:

"Qian Butou eats his stomach badly, so he is going to be sick today."

Everyone was startled, and then whispered:

"He is also an inner strength fighter, and he can still eat up his stomach?"

"Qian Tutou is thirty-five this year? I remember that in the early years, I also practiced kung fu with a foreigner's family. Now that the prime of life has passed, the vitality and blood have declined, and it is no longer what it used to be."

"He's only 35? Why do I look like 45?"

"Hi, I heard that it's rare to have a good meal, so I'm full."

Afterwards, the police officers continued to exchange information about the impermanent monster case.

Ordinary cases will not be assisted by the immortals of Xuantianzong, so the government also attaches great importance to this matter, and asked Mr. Chen to lead the investigation.

"Has the case of the impermanent monster been solved yet? It seems that the six doors are without me, Joepiff, and it's really hard to move forward." Qiao Mu sighed.

The corners of the surrounding policemen's eyes twitched, and this man's face was gone.

As soon as the investigation of the case started, he went to jail and made no contribution to the case at all.

Moreover, this person has just arrived in office, and he has never handled a single case. He is exactly the same without him, where is his face?

So they were filled with righteous indignation: "Captain Joe is right."