"Husband!"
After hearing the news, Jiang Ping was supported by Xiaohuan and hurried forward.
Three years after joining Zhong Mansion, this was the first time such a big event happened.
"nothing."
Zhong Yan gently stroked his cheek and ordered: "Xia He, Xiaozhong, take care of your home. I'll go over."
After leaving the house, he specifically explained to the patrol sergeant, pointed out Xue Shanhu, and asked them to strengthen patrols.
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhong!"
"There is General Laupin."
Li Shangwen followed, "Uncle, Xue Peng must have taken a fancy to my aunt's beauty and took the initiative to tease her. This guy is usually extremely arrogant, bullying men and dominating women is commonplace!"
"Are you familiar with him?"
"Why are you not familiar with them? We have had many conflicts and conflicts. We, the disciples of cultivating immortals, and those group of warrior disciples have never dealt with each other."
"How dare he behave like this in the Southern District?"
"I am the number one martial arts master in Qingyang, nicknamed 'Xiashanhu', and I have a good relationship with the City Lord's Mansion. With the power of my family, there is nothing he dare not do! Many monks are not willing to provoke the Xue Mansion, but my father But he is not afraid of the Xue family."
After a pause, Li Shangwen thought for a while and continued: "But my nephew estimates that the guy didn't know that Yuelai Restaurant had been transferred to his uncle, and thought it still belonged to my family. Now that my father is gone, he feels that my Li family is easy to bully. If he knew that the restaurant was his uncle's property, Xue Peng might not care, but the followers around him would definitely remind him seriously."
Zhong Yan glanced at him and asked with a smile: "I can't beat the eighth level of Xiantian, why do you think Xue Mansion would care about me?"
Li Shangwen smiled and said, "Uncle, you are too humble. You are a talisman master and have a close relationship with Uncle Yang and Uncle Bai. Moreover, my father told me and my brother before he left that if he cannot come back, uncle You are the backer of my Li family, even if you are at the fourth level of Qi Refining, if you dare to provoke these aristocratic families in the city, you will only die!"
Zhong Yan looked calm and noncommittal.
Li Shangwen looked at his face, and after walking a certain distance, he reminded: "However, apart from the Caoyun Gang and Wan Tang, Xue Mansion is indeed the most powerful existence in Qingyang. He is famous and surrounded by many martial arts masters from the Martial Arts Alliance. If this matter gets serious, my uncle needs to deal with it carefully."
Zhong Yan asked: "Do you think it will cause trouble?"
"meeting!"
Li Shangwen looked sure and explained: "Xue Shanhu had three sons. The eldest son was his biological son, but he died. The second son was adopted by his disciples as his adopted son. Only Xue Peng was left as a single seedling. He was usually very precious. Only then did he develop such an arrogant and domineering character."
"How to deal with it?"
Li Shangwen pondered for a moment and said: "First, the Martial Alliance is divided into two factions, and the relationship is not reliable. Second, although Xue Shanhu has a close relationship with the City Lord's Mansion on the surface, City Lord Qin has long disliked him. With the help of the Martial Alliance, He has strong fighting power, and many of the warriors sent to the army are secretly employed, and there are also arsenals..."
A detailed analysis.
Zhong Yan was really surprised, turned around and said with a smile: "You kid, you are not just good at playing with money!"
Li Shangwen smiled coquettishly, "Uncle, my nephew doesn't gamble anymore. My father often told my eldest brother about this. I heard it too often, so I just started to think about it."
Zhong Yan said: "Small gambling makes you happy, but big gambling hurts your health. As long as you have enough concentration, there is nothing wrong with gambling."
Li Shangwen touched his palms and agreed, "Uncle is right! At first, I just played around with a few taels of silver and joined in the fun to kill the boredom. When my family found out, I was beaten and scolded and put into confinement. I got angry. I bet harder, but I actually don’t want to win money, and my family is not short of money, but I’m just not convinced.”
Zhong Yan stopped laughing and said seriously: "Life is just a series of gambles, big or small. Mortals bet money on their future, monks bet on their lives, competing with people and heaven. I also like gambling, but I never go to a gambling house.
There is no absolute fairness in the world. We only seek a relatively fair environment so that we can have a chance of winning. In a place like a gambling house, how do ordinary people play with the banker who sets the rules of the game? Nine times out of ten bets, they will lose, and the 10% won by luck will end up in the end. Most likely I won’t be lucky enough to enjoy it…”
Li Shangwen listened carefully, then pursed his lips, stopped and bowed: "My nephew, please remember your uncle's teachings!"
Zhong Yan nodded slightly and said: "No need to worry, your father will not die that easily. Use some snacks to help your brother and mother take care of the house."
"yes!"
…
Yuelai Restaurant and the streets were crowded with people.
Patrol sergeants and police officers arrived at the scene to maintain order and temporarily prevent the soldiers from meeting each other.
On one side were many warriors wearing training uniforms, each with a tall body shape, glaring angrily.
On the other side is the restaurant, led by Yan Sandao, Tang Xiaoshu and Dongcao, and there are a lot of customers who refuse to let go.
"Now there's something good to watch!"
"If you offend Xue Laohu, this restaurant will close down."
"Close the door? Someone is dead. The principal has not arrived yet. When someone comes, it will be easy to raze him to the ground!"
"This restaurant owner is not a simple person. Look at the three women in front of you. They are all beautiful and well-dressed."
"It seems to be the property of Immortal Cultivator Li's Mansion."
"What about the immortal cultivators? It's not like Xue Laohu has never killed the immortal cultivators. Besides, I heard that the immortal master from the Li Mansion went out to seek immortality."
"Don't you know? The owner of this restaurant has changed. He is an immortal master at the fourth level of Qi Refining."
"..."
Many onlookers were muttering in low voices. Most of them were casual cultivators from the Southern District and family members of martial arts families, so they were somewhat familiar with some of the rumors in the city.
The leading sergeant in the middle of the road felt a pain in his head and sent people repeatedly to ask for instructions from the city lord's palace.
I saw Zhong Yan and two people coming.
The leading sergeant looked happy and was about to take a step forward.
The sound of horse hooves came from the other side, and another large group of warriors surged towards them.
The leading sergeant had an ugly expression on his face. He hesitated for a moment and gave the person next to him a wink. He then went to greet the group of people and said, "Second Master Xue!"
The yamen officer ran to Zhong Yan and said, "I've seen Master Zhong Xian!"
"Husband!" Yan Sandao and the others called in unison, but they were unable to step forward because they were surrounded by warriors holding knives and swords.
The crowd dispersed.
Zhong Yan stepped forward and his eyes fell on the man in brocade robes lying on the ground not far away. Standing on the left and right were several doctors and doctors holding medicine boxes and bowing their hands.
"what happened?"
Dongcao twisted her little hands together, with a pale face and red eyes, she quickly told the whole story, and finally added in a trembling voice: "The person is dead..."
Zhong Yan glanced at Yan Sandao, turned around and scanned the crowd, and finally looked at the young man in white robe who was looking at him, and said coldly: "Zhong must be given an explanation for this matter!"
Get the head start.
The sound of gasping for air suddenly came from the surrounding area.
He beat someone to death and dared to demand an explanation, and he was targeting 'Xue Laohu', who was at the height of his power in Qingyang City.
Who is this immortal master, so fearless?
Not to mention the monks who left Qingyang City because of the Xue family, there were more than one monks killed by Xue Shanhu in the city alone.
The young man in white robe narrowed his eyes and was about to speak.
A low cold snort exploded in the ears of the crowd, and then a big man in a black robe with a sturdy back and a muscular waist pushed away the onlookers and stepped onto the stage.
"Father!"
"Master Xue!"
"Brother Shanhu!"
"Brother!"
There was a wave of greetings.
The big man in robes glanced at the lifeless baby son on the ground, and stared at Zhong Yan with a frosty face.
"Immortal Master? What a loud tone!"
"Now that my son is dead, do you have to answer to me?"
"You'd better give me an explanation first, otherwise your whole family will go to the underworld to accompany my son!"
Zhong Yan stepped forward.
"What, you have to suffer if I pee on your head?"
"First ask what your son did?"
Zhong Yan raised his hand and pointed at the restaurant, "In broad daylight, in full view of everyone, your son has the audacity to molest my concubine. How is it different from humiliating Zhong by pointing at his nose in the street?!"
The dog-legged boy was trembling and stepped forward to whisper a few words to the master quickly.
"Yeah~"
Xue Shanhu roared angrily, and an illusory tiger appeared in the palm of his hand and directly slapped the dog-legged boy's head.
White brains and red blood splashed everywhere.
The crowd screamed and retreated.
The armored sergeants and government officers all grabbed their weapons, their expressions changed drastically, and they all shouted in their hearts: Damn it, why hasn’t the city lord come yet!
Xue Shanhu almost roared: "Even if my son is at fault, the lesson is, why kill someone!"
Zhong Yan looked at each other coldly: "Ask yourself, what should you do if it were you? Don't I, Zhong, have no face? How can I have the face to walk in Qingyang City in the future!"
"Ah~ Then don't leave! Just suffer death!"
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