After the snow, the sky cleared, and the early morning sun shone on the white snow, giving off a dazzling white light.
The two horses slept well last night. Thanks to the snow pit dug by Lin Beichen and the spiritual energy poured into their bodies, the bones and muscles of the two horses became much stronger overnight.
Lin Beichen knocked on the shaft of the carriage, and the two horses jumped out of the snow pit like psychics. They put on the harness themselves and pulled the carriage slowly on the road.
The carriage today is smoother and more powerful than yesterday.
The snow on the road today was deeper than yesterday, but the two horses seemed to have wings and ran steadily and quickly.
At this time of year, you wouldn't see a single pedestrian on the road. If there were, it would be immortal cultivators like Lin Beichen, but immortal cultivators were not found everywhere, so there was nothing wrong on the road.
Lin Beichen has tortured Ma San to find out the location of the Su family's reception of the village god. Fortunately, it is not in Kyoto city, but in Sujiazhuang outside the city. By the way, to Lin Beichen's surprise, Ma San turned out to be his real name, not a fake one.
Sujiazhuang is the private property of the Su family, and the emperor's orders are not as effective as those of the head of the Su family here.
Lin Beichen saw the red flag of Sujiazhuang from a distance, which was particularly conspicuous in the endless snow.
Unfolding the Tianguan map, Lin Beichen found out carefully that there were three Danshis in charge of Sujiazhuang, and the rest were small soldiers, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
But one thing is different, that is, the people in Sujiazhuang are obviously stronger and have more energy and blood than people in other places.
The entire Sujiazhuang is like a small city with a city wall more than three meters high. When Lin Beichen came to the wall outside Sujiazhuang, the guard on the wall had already shouted: "Who is that?"
Lin Beichen shouted loudly: "Ma San, I captured three village gods and I'm here to receive the reward!"
The strong guard stared at Ma San for a few times, then waved his hand below, and the door of Sujiazhuang slowly opened.
Lin Beichen walked into Sujiazhuang and was surprised to find that this was not a manor at all, but a barracks. No wonder the people in the manor looked full of energy and blood from the Tianguan map.
Lin Beichen was led not far away, where a special office was set up to receive the village gods and distribute prizes.
Lin Beichen waited for a long time, and the people from the office came listlessly, looking at Lin Beichen as if they were enemies.
They thought that no one would come to see the village god off in this freezing and snowy place. They warmed themselves by the fire and dozed off at home, and their days were very comfortable. Unexpectedly, Lin Beichen came, forcing them to walk through the snow from the warm stove to work. , the cold wind made them shiver. ..
A scribe breathed into his hand, opened the file, poured some water into the caked ink cartridge, grinded it vigorously for a while, then glanced at Lin Beichen and said, "Name."
"Ma San."
The scribe recorded it and continued: "Place of birth."
"Xiliu Village on the outskirts of Beijing."
A man with foundation-building cultivation walked up and said, "Are they all in this jar?"
Lin Beichen said: "The two village gods are both in the altar!"
The man took out a mirror, and then slapped away the talisman on the jar. The injured village god immediately jumped out, but before he could use his method, he was taken in by the mirror.
In the mirror, the village god seemed to be in a fog, groping around with outstretched hands.
The man stared at it for a while and said, "Third class."
Then he followed the same pattern and included the village god in another jar into the mirror.
"It's still third class. This kind of trash is not worth our trip on a snowy day!"
The scribe on the side was convinced and said directly: "Both these two village gods are injured, which means they are disabled. I can only give you 30% of the reward!"
Obviously, the clerk was jealous of Lin Beichen for causing him to come to work in the snow, so he withheld the reward.
Lin Beichen looked displeased, but actually he was happy in his heart. He was planning to make things bigger, catch a few ghosts and throw them into hell, and ask the Su family what they wanted to do.
These two scribes are ordinary people, and they really have no bad virtues. It is not easy for Lin Beichen to attack them. In addition, although the cultivation of the village god is at the foundation-building level,
But he is also a chick who has never killed anyone.
This shows that this guy has a good background and is well protected. He does not need to fight with others to obtain cultivation resources. He is probably a second-generation official.
Lin Beichen immediately said angrily: "We agreed to give ten taels of gold and six qi and blood pills, but your Su family actually doesn't keep your word and spread the word. I'm afraid the Prime Minister will also lose his face!"
Sure enough, at this moment, the two scribes and the monk in the room all had cold expressions on their faces. The scribe had sharp teeth and sneered: "Oh, what? You still want to make my prime minister's Haruka? I think you are alive." I'm getting impatient. I just gave you 30% of the reward. Now, I won't give you a penny. If you give in, I'll kneel down and kowtow, and let you go. If you don't accept it, hey, the peony garden in the backyard is in need of fertilizer, so I'll let you go. Just put it in just right!"
Lin Beichen snorted coldly and said: "I only take the share that belongs to me. I have to give it today whether I give it or not. I don't believe that there is no law in your Su family. At worst, we will file a lawsuit and file a complaint." Report it to the prime minister and find out who is more polite, your Su family or me!"
Hearing that Lin Beichen was going to file a complaint, the three people's expressions froze. Although they were honest and upright in collecting the village god here, some things were not worth mentioning, and might cost tens of thousands of kilograms.
The stewards gave them many warnings and instructions, telling them to keep a low profile and not to make things big. After all, this kind of thing cannot stand up to officials.
And now Ma San keeps saying that he wants to file a lawsuit. Isn't this a knife stabbing them in the heart?
The scribe suddenly became gentle and said with a smile: "Oh, I'm just talking casually. I will definitely give you what should be given to you. Our Su family will give ten taels if they say ten taels, and six if they say six." I’ll give you six Qi and Blood Pills.”
Then he nodded to the other scribe and said, "Go get the reward."
The scribe smiled and nodded, then exited the room.
Lin Beichen naturally knew that the guy was going to call someone. He pretended to be angry and continued to yell: "Don't think that you can do whatever you want under the name of the Su family. It really pissed me off. Not only did I go to the Yamen to complain, but I also went to If you file an imperial complaint, your entire Su family will be forced to walk away without food."
Veins popped up on the scribe's forehead, but his face was as bright as a smile: "Hahahaha, Brother Ma, where did you say this? I was just joking with you just now. I should give you the money." The reward will be delivered soon."
Lin Beichen's face turned slightly bright: "That's pretty much it. Are you kidding me? You'd better keep your head down and talk when you see me in the future."
The smile on the scribe's face began to stiffen.
But at this moment, a group of people burst into the room with a roar.
At the head are three foundation-building monks, two of whom are immortals. They are quite good-looking and look like pampered people at first glance.
The clerk gritted his teeth and said, "Take this piece of shit away from me. Hahaha, I'm giving you face, but you really climbed up the ladder? You don't even know what you are?"
The three foundation-building monks, plus the foundation-building monk in the original room, a total of four surrounded Lin Beichen in the center. In addition, there are dozens of guards and seven or eight Qi refining monks, which can be said to be a dragnet.
It can be seen that this scribe is also a very cautious person. This layout can basically ensure that ordinary monks cannot escape from here.
Unless you are a monk at the Golden Core level.
And the monks at the golden elixir level didn't even bother to receive a few energy and blood elixirs, let alone the ten taels of gold.
Lin Beichen looked around at everyone, each data flashing in his eyes. This Sujiazhuang did seem to have an aura of wealth and wealth. There were so many thugs but few of them were carrying lives, which meant that there were no disputes here and no one dared to provoke them.
One of the three foundation-building monks headed by that is more outstanding, Yin De-38.
Lin Beichen nodded slightly, it was just him!
Lin Beichen pointed at him and said, "What's your name?"
The man was short in stature and had a scar on his face. He was the most simply dressed among the others and seemed to be quite marginalized. After all, others relied on their family background to become Foundation Establishment monks, but he was the only one who relied on killing people to plunder resources. Growing up, the two sides will definitely not be able to urinate in the same pot, and others will definitely look down on a monk like him who came up through low-level cultivation.
The man snorted coldly: "Dong Qiliang! Are you going to complain after knowing your grandfather's name?"
Lin Beichen didn't talk nonsense. He stepped forward and punched Dong Qiliang directly in the chest.
Although many people here have not personally participated in the killing, they have seen it, but they have never seen a person explode.
It's the kind of scene where skin, bones, flesh, and internal organs are splattered everywhere.
The feeling of hot blood and internal organs being slapped on the face.
At this moment, Lin Beichen knocked Dong Qiliang to pieces with one punch!
The small room was filled with splatters of blood and broken flesh.
Have these guards, Qi-training monks and even the three foundation-building monks ever seen such a scene?
He was shocked at once, and then screamed in terror, rushing towards the door desperately, trying to get away from Lin Beichen as soon as possible, but the door was crushed.
The reason why Lin Beichen laid such a heavy hand was out of goodwill. If he had not laid such a heavy hand and frightened them, they would have stopped in front of Lin Beichen. At that time, would they kill him or not?
If Lin Beichen killed them, he would have to bear the yin virtues, and there was also the idea that Lin Beichen accidentally killed an innocent person.
These guys were scared away, but Lin Beichen still kept one of them, the scribe.
At this moment, he was already peeing from his buttocks, and a foul smell suppressed the bloody smell around him.
Lin Beichen pinched his nose and said, "Where are all the village gods you confiscated stored?"
The scribe was so frightened that he suddenly turned his eyes and passed out! Lin Beichen shouted in a cold voice.
Lin Beichen threw it on the ground in disgust. At this time, the streamers of the three Danshis had appeared outside the room.
When Lin Beichen walked out of the room, he saw three alchemists on each side, looking down at him condescendingly.
These three alchemists look like immortal cultivators, and each of them has a Yin Virtue Index of at least -300 or more.
Only by catching such a person can we figure out the reason why the Su family arrested the village god. Even they may not know it, but at least they know something about it.
As for the Dong Qiliang he just killed or the scribe who fainted due to fright, they were minor characters and his knowledge was very limited.
"Friend, this is Sujiazhuang, the territory of the Su family in the capital. You must be aware of this!" A Danshi with white hair and beard asked.
