When we go to Pingyao, our destination is the capital. After all, the title of this volume is "Havoc in the Capital".
If you want to ask why they know that the Thirteen Dead Animals will appear in the capital, it is very simple, because they can pinch and count without moving. This has been mentioned more than once in our previous documents.
So, in the afternoon of that day, Huang Donglai, Lin Yuancheng, Tyrell and Fudozi left Xuanqi Sect together.
After descending from Wawu Mountain, they were not in a hurry to go straight to their destination. Instead, at Huang Donglai's suggestion, they returned to Shuzhong Huangmen first.
On the one hand, Huang Donglai wanted to take this opportunity for Mr. Huang and Fuzi to meet and get to know each other.
On the other hand, they also need Mr. Huang to contact the Feige Gang and bring a message to Sun Yixie who is far away in Hangzhou, as well as Linghu Xiang and Qin Feng who are in the North, so that these guys can also go. Come and help.
As for Jiang Muchan, due to the special nature of his profession, he has always been elusive, and he didn't know where he was going when he left last time, so he didn't contact him this time.
In this way, the four of them rested at Huangmen for a few days, prepared the luggage needed for the long journey, and then officially set off for the journey to Beijing.
The distance between Fushun and Beijing, even if you calculate the straight-line distance on the map, is more than 1,500 kilometers; in those days when there were no highways, you also had to count the mountains to climb, the water to be crossed, and the water to be crossed along the way. The detour...it's not unusual to take more than a month.
So it will undoubtedly be a long journey...
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On the first day, before everyone had left Fushun, the journey was still very pleasant.
As a local celebrity, Huang Donglai can get VIP-level hospitality whether he eats or stays here.
But the next day, when they left Fushun and walked thirty miles away, the situation was different.
During the day that day, the four of them crossed a tributary of the Fuxi River early in the morning, and then passed through two sections of the mountain road at Shiziling and Exiangling. At nightfall, they arrived at a place called Longmen Town on the Tuojiang River. .
When you see this, some people may say, isn't "Dragon Gate" in Guangzhou? Isn't the Longmen Gang in the previous volume the gang there?
I have to mention this: first of all, the place in the previous volume is called "Longmen County", not "Longmen Town"; secondly, the place in China called "Longmen", whether it is a county, town, village or pass, Or mountains, ridges, rivers, bays...all added up, there are more than twenty or thirty places, there are too many with the same name.
The Longmen Town in front of us is just one of them.
Let's talk about this town, built along the river, with no more than a hundred households and no more than ten shops. There is only one inn in the town.
You can probably guess the name of the inn - Longmen Inn.
Of course, the Longmen Inn here has nothing to do with the Longmen Inn in the popular martial arts movie. There is neither a charming proprietress nor a chef with superb swordsmanship.
What do the two have in common? Firstly, they have the same store name, and secondly... they are both black shops.
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Bang bang bang——
"Come on, come on, stop knocking!"
When the knock on the door rang for the fifth time, there was finally an answer from the store.
The guy who opened the door was in his early thirties, with an ordinary appearance and a thin stature, but his figure seemed to be very lean. At this moment, he was holding an oil lamp in one hand and opened the door with the other, looking at the people outside impatiently. He said fiercely when he opened his mouth: "What are you knocking on? Didn't you see that we are already closed?"
Don't think there's anything strange about his attitude. He was originally a member of a black shop, and he had some gangster tendencies. Moreover... they had already done enough "business" today, and there was really no need to receive new customers.
What? You ask, "Can a black shop still complain that there are too many fat sheep automatically delivered to the door?"
Hurry, this kind of hacker's inn that has been open in the town for a long time is naturally different from the "Ci Jian Hong" wine shop in the barren mountains mentioned above. No matter how they are a black shop, according to their customer flow, it is impossible for a murderer to come in. One.
If they really wanted to do this, the people in the town would have noticed the abnormality and reported it to the authorities.
This Longmen Inn usually only selects people who seem to have no background, people who will not attract investigations and revenge seekers, and people who have huge interests to gain.
If there is no suitable target, they will open it as a normal inn.
In this way, one or a few guests will disappear here every ten days and a half, and except for the people in the inn, other guests do not know whether the missing people disappeared here or after leaving the inn Missing - this is like staying in a hotel away from home, and generally you don't care when other guests check out or whether they check out.
Even if some relatives and friends of the victim came to trace the incident afterwards, according to that era, it would usually be several days or even months later. At that time, the people at the inn could definitely answer: We receive so many people every day, you asked Who is it and how can I possibly remember it?
To sum up, when the waiter of this inn opened the door, he saw three men, two of whom looked like people in the world, and one was a Taoist priest (Fudozi looked to be in his thirties)... This combination often means that It's not profitable and it's a lot of trouble, so he doesn't want to do their business.
"Second brother, look at this time, we don't have anywhere else to stay. It's convenient for you." Huang Donglai was also a sensible person, so he stuffed some money over there.
The money is not much, so it won't make people have evil intentions, but it is enough to have the effect of "taking someone softly".
"Tsk..." After the boy took the silver, he weighed it in his hand and curled his lips.
Two seconds later, his expression and tone softened: "Oh, okay, okay, come in..."
When the waiter let them through the door and led them in, he suddenly discovered that there were not three people outside the door, but four. When Tyrell was standing outside just now, the little light from the oil lamp in his hand could not make him Discover each other.
"Hey~ Why is this guy so black as carbon?" The guy blurted out without hesitation.
Just when Huang Donglai and the others were thinking about what reason they should use to get this matter out of the way simply and quickly...
"Donor, please don't be offended. This is Pindao's alchemy boy. He has been blackened by staying in the alchemy room all year round." Fudozi immediately gave an answer that sounded strange, but there was nothing to compete with. explain.
"Oh..." The guy had never made elixirs before, so he couldn't raise the issue, so he just agreed casually and didn't ask any more questions.
Then, he led everyone to the counter, opened the account books on the table, and asked casually: "How many rooms do you want?"
"Two rooms are enough." Huang Dong said back and forth.
"Hmph..." The man snorted, and the subtext was obvious. He was just laughing at them for being poor and not having a room for themselves.
Of course, Huang Donglai and others don't care about this. It's very common to encounter this kind of thing when walking in the world. Every time you encounter such people and such things... you have to think about it in your heart, and say "dog eyes see people." "Low", if you are still thinking about regaining face or something, then you will be exhausted as well as angry.
Children of the Jianghu, if you put it nicely, you should be open-minded, if you put it harshly, you should be thick-skinned. If you can't bear to be cold-eyed or angry at all, it's better to stay at home and don't come out.
"Okay, leave a name." Then, the clerk swiped a few dots on the account book and asked as he wrote.
"Huang Da." Huang Donglai replied without thinking.
"Ha... OK." The clerk smiled. When he responded, he had already finished writing these two words on the paper. Then he went to the back of the cabinet to take out two keys and handed them to everyone, "Go up to the second floor, left Go to the two rooms at the end."
"Hey, thank you, second brother." Huang Donglai took the key and thanked him, then went upstairs with his companions.
The guy knew that this guest was not named Huang Da.
Huang Donglai also knew that the clerk knew that his name was not Huang Da.
But neither party broke the news, nor did they say much...
This was also a very common situation at that time.
Except for inns run by the government, ordinary inns do not force guests to show directions or identity documents, let alone whether the guests give their real names.
You didn't tell me your real name because you didn't want to get into trouble.
I can avoid a lot of trouble by not asking for your real name.
Why not do something that is good for both of us.
Not long after, the four of them arrived at the two rooms at the end of the corridor on the second floor according to what the guy pointed out.
Huang Donglai just winked, and Lin Yuancheng and Tyrell understood and followed Brother Huang and Fudozi into the same room.
The four of them closed the door, and while Lin Yuancheng lit the oil lamp, Huang Donglai said in a low voice: "There's something wrong with this waiter."
"I can see it too." Lin Yuancheng immediately added, "Not only does he write well, he also has kung fu in him."
"That's right." Huang Donglai nodded, "A person like this, working as an ordinary waiter in such a small town, must have some agenda."
"Is it... because the boss lady here is very beautiful?" Tyrell tried to catch up with their thoughts.
"Then why doesn't he do something else, make money, and then pursue the landlady here as a customer?" Huang Donglai rejected Tyrell's reasoning.
"Maybe it's because the boss lady already has a husband..." Unexpectedly, Tyrell's reasoning was already at a higher level.
"Damn it, what have you learned from the old Taoists in the past month or so?" Huang Donglai was shocked when he heard this, thinking that the other party's logic was a bit strict.
But in fact, as we have said before, Tyrell is not stupid to begin with. He can even be said to be quite smart and talented. The reason why he did not say such dirty words before is simply because he is not yet proficient in the language.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense." Hearing this, Fuzi couldn't help it anymore, "What do you mean by 'learning from the old Taoists'? And you are the one who puts the shit basin on your own teacher's head. ? Can we teach you this kind of thing like chickens crowing and dogs stealing?"
He paused and then continued: "Don't make blind guesses. I saw it as soon as I walked in. The waiter had a strong blood-evil spirit on him. He was not a good person. Plus, this inn There's so much resentment here, it's probably a black shop."
"Well, I guess so." Huang Donglai agreed, "Maybe this waiter was a well-known master in the world before."
"Then..." Tyrell continued, "Should we take care of it?"
"Taoist Master, what do you think?" Lin Yuancheng asked Fuzi again at this time.
In the past, with Xiao Lin's character, after confirming that it was a black shop, he would have turned around and killed with a sword. However, after staying in Xuan Qi Sect for more than a month, under the subtle influence of the group of veterans, Xiao Lin has now changed. Much calmer.
"No need, don't worry, just go and rest." Unexpectedly, Fuzi replied.
"Ah? We know it's a black shop, why don't we care?" Huang Donglai asked suspiciously.
"No matter what." Fudozi replied, "I asked 'you' to rest. I didn't say I wanted to rest."
To be honest, with Fudo's cultivation level, even if he had to travel for a whole day, he could still fight all night without rest.
"Uncle, can you... be alone?" Huang Donglai asked again.
"You... don't trust me?" Fudozi asked this question in a tone that was not touching, but rather similar to "use you?"
"Then what... I'm not afraid that you haven't gone down the mountain for too long. Don't you know the dangers of today's world? It's easy to hide from open guns, but hard to guard against hidden arrows." Huang Donglai answered.
"Ha." Fudozi laughed dryly and said without further explanation, "Just settle down and go to sleep. We will continue our journey tomorrow morning."
After hearing this sentence, Huang, Lin and Tai looked at each other.
After a breath, Huang Donglai still shrugged: "Okay, since you said so, uncle, let's go and rest."
After saying that, he simply packed his luggage and ran to the bed next to him.
Lin Yuancheng and Tyrell also said hello and returned to the next room.
Soon, Fudozi was the only one left in the outer room of this guest room.
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Late at night.
After Huang Donglai fell asleep, Fuzi blew out the oil lamp in the room and sat silently in the darkness.
His eyes were closed, but he was not asleep.
Not only did he not fall asleep, he also extended his perception to every corner of this inn.
Finally, around midnight, Fudozi opened his eyes again.
He got up and walked out of the room.
He is like a ghost and can move without making any sound.
Although it was his first time here, he walked to the kitchen in the darkness and found a secret door hidden in the corner.
The secret passage behind the secret door leads all the way to the underground. He walked down the steps without making any sound.
After a while, a lighted room appeared in front of him. Let's call it a "real kitchen".
At this moment, there are five people standing in the underground kitchen.
Four boys and one girl.
In the corner of the kitchen, there was a couple tied up with ropes. At this time, they were screaming and crying crazily... because their child was being dragged by one of the five strong men to a bloody place. of stone platform.
"Save it, when you get here, no one will hear you even if your throat is broken." The strong man pressed the seven or eight-year-old child on the stone platform with his left hand and picked up a handful with his right hand. Meat cleaver.
"Don't be afraid, the third one can do it very quickly, it won't hurt~" The only woman among the five said sarcastic words to the couple in a sinister tone, with a kind of joy in her eyes, "Besides, You will also be reunited with him soon."
Just when she was talking about this, suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she saw... someone at the door!
"who!"
The woman's soft drink immediately aroused the reaction of her four accomplices. The five of them turned their attention to the door almost at the same time, and the "third child" also stopped raising the knife.
"Me." Fudozi's answer was concise and to the point.
"Where did the Taoist priest come from?" the fattest man among the five said immediately.
"Tsk..." The next second, a thin and capable man next to him, the man who had received Huang Donglai and the others before, spat and replied, "I let him in around Xu Shi, with this Taoist priest. There were three other people who looked like low-ranking people in the world, so I didn’t pay much attention to them.”
"Hmph...Second brother, have you ever made a mistake?" The woman sneered at her second brother and then turned to look at Fudozi, "Well, now that we have found our secret passage, , if you break our secret, you won’t be able to leave today, that Taoist priest..."
"It's a joke." Fudozi was very calm, and he asked rhetorically, "If I don't 'save' you guys, will the poor people leave?"
"Ha! Those things that don't know how to live or die." At this time, the fat man laughed ferociously, and strode closer to Fudozi, "Do you know who our five brothers and sisters are? You want to meddle in others' business here?"
He looked fat, and his movements were not slow. Before he finished speaking, he was already in front of Fudozi.
"Today, Fifth Master will let you open your eyes!" The fat man said, and he used his ten powers to kill the "young Taoist priest" in front of him with one move.
At this moment...
Bang——
Fudo's fists were the last to strike.
This punch shattered the fat man into pieces of flesh, bone fragments, and plasma...
In just an instant, a large living person turned into a pile of paste, sticking to the walls and floor of the room.
.bqkan8..bqkan8.
