Xia Zhichan returned to the Dong family's old store.
As soon as they entered the hotel, they saw Mr. Huang and a woman dressed in men's clothing having lunch at a table in the corner of the lobby.
As soon as Mr. Huang saw Xia Zhichan coming in, his eyes lit up immediately, he stood up and saluted with his hands clasped in fists.
"Xia... Young Master."
When he opened his mouth, he originally planned to call Master Xia. But in retrospect, Xia Zhichan didn't admit that he was a Heavenly Master last night, so it wasn't a good idea to address him rashly, so he could only change the title abruptly.
The woman dressed as a man dining at the table didn't care at first, but when she heard her third uncle's very polite address, she couldn't help but raise her eyes and look at Xia Zhichan a few more times.
She looks okay, but her clothes are really weird. Those who wear such fancy clothes in the arena are usually either flower pickers or charlatans pretending to be mysterious.
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The woman was secretly speechless, wondering if her uncle had taken the wrong medicine, yet he was so polite to such a person.
"Mr. Huang, head escort..."
Since someone said hello, Xia Zhichan couldn't pretend not to hear, so she could only come over and return the greeting politely.
"Thank you Mr. Xia for your advice. My brothers have been much better after drinking the decoction. It seems like everything will be fine tomorrow."
Mr. Huang was smiling, but he told Xia Zhichan everything about the situation without any concealment. Of course, it wasn't that he wasn't afraid that Xia Zhichan had evil intentions towards them, but he knew in his heart that if Xia Zhichan had evil intentions, then they would have no power to fight back.
"I'm afraid I can't wait until tomorrow..."
Xia Zhichan shook his head. Of course, he didn't mean to betray anyone, so he continued without waiting for Mr. Huang to ask further questions:
"I'm afraid tonight will be even more lively than yesterday."
"lively?"
Mr. Huang's heart skipped a beat. Yesterday was already full of thieves and ghosts. Xia Zhichan actually said that tonight would be even more lively than yesterday. How lively would it be?
well. I just felt like I had a headache.
"Mr. Xia, if something unexpected happens tonight, I hope Mr. Xia will take care of my brothers..."
Mr. Huang's bodyguard also had mixed feelings in his heart. In the past few decades, he probably had never begged anyone in a low voice, let alone someone who was about the same age as his niece.
But human life is at stake. As long as you can save the lives of your brothers, face is not important.
After all, if you lose your face, you can get it back, but if you lose your life, you can't get it back.
"Third uncle, how could you..."
When the woman heard this, her almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened and she looked at Xia Zhichan angrily.
"Don't worry, Mr. Huang. After nightfall, please tell your brothers not to go out no matter what noises there are in the yard..."
Xia Zhichan paused for a moment. He looked at the woman dressed as a man who was still staring at him angrily, and continued helplessly:
"As soon as daybreak comes, leave here and go on your way."
"Thank you."
When Mr. Huang heard these words, he felt relieved. Even though he has rich experience in the world, there is still nothing he can do about ghosts and monsters.
Xia Zhichan just smiled and walked down the stairs to the guest room on the second floor. Just as he walked up to the second floor and stood at the corner, he heard a scream.
"Look at the escort!"
A chopstick flew over from downstairs and went straight to the side of Xia Zhichan's face.
"Girl, no!"
Mr. Huang could only scold him, but he had no time to stop him.
Xia Zhichan stood there without even moving. The lightning-like chopstick passed over the tip of his nose at a very fast speed, and then struck the pillar beside him with a thud.
He stretched out his right hand uncomfortably and lightly scratched the tip of his nose a few times.
Then he turned around and returned to his room.
…
At dusk, there is a small courtyard not far from Dong's old store.
Several ferocious hunters with steel forks on their shoulders walked over and pushed the door open without even knocking.
There were already more than a dozen men in various costumes in the yard. When they heard the door open, they immediately looked up to see who was coming. But still no one spoke, they just nodded like old acquaintances.
The people who came later just nodded to each other and found a corner in the yard to squat or stand.
They all seemed to be waiting for something.
It wasn't until there were thirty or forty people in the courtyard that another man dressed as a waiter from an inn walked in from the outside.
This person is none other than Li Goudan from the Dong family’s old shop.
Many people subconsciously made way for Li Goudan, who looked so weak among a bunch of fierce men, to stand in the middle.
"Brothers, tell the military advisor. At midnight tonight, we will enter the backyard of the inn through the tunnel and quietly kill the escorts..."
Li Goudan stood upright with a proud look on his face. He raised his hands to the sky and continued:
"Then move the treasure away and meet the head master at the Earth Temple outside the city before dawn."
These men were all bandits who committed murder and arson in the village. They were gangsters in the past, and they did these murderous things not just once or twice.
What's more, this time, the people sent by the boss Zhang Mazi are all good players in the village, and they are all top-notch in terms of martial arts and criminal experience.
"Hahaha……"
Many big men laughed either contemptuously or mockingly. This feeling is like a scholar who has only read military books teaching a battlefield general how to fight. It is the kind of feeling that makes people want to laugh.
These laughter made Li Goudan, who was standing in the middle, a little confused and overwhelmed. He felt like a monkey being led to watch.
Shame and anger welled up in his heart, and he slowly turned red, clenching his fists and feeling at a loss.
But at this moment, the courtyard door was pushed open again.
A thin scholar in Tsing Yi walked in.
He was as calm as a gust of wind in autumn, blowing in lightly. But although the autumn wind cannot be seen, it carries a chill.
The laughter in the yard seemed to have been cut off with a knife.
"What are you laughing at?"
He became the military advisor of the village at a young age, and he was almost below the head of the family. It is not just a simple strategy, but also a ruthless heart.
I don't know how many brothers in the village died because of the military advisor's few words.
"military adviser."
"I've seen the military advisor."
No one dares to disrespect the weak scholar in front of him. Even the boss talks politely to the military advisor.
"Let's start at midnight tonight. Brothers, according to the rules I set, after killing those people, transport the bodies and treasures away through the tunnel..."
What the shopkeeper Qingyi said was obviously the same as what Li Goudan said just now, but this time no one dared to laugh.
He set three rules: first, he must bite the stick when entering the store to kill people; second, he must wear black night clothes; third, he must clean up all relevant traces.
These three articles all have their own purposes. The first is to prevent these bandits from shouting when they kill people, or making too much noise to attract the officers and soldiers. The second article is to prevent someone from hiding financial assets after killing someone. The third one is for the long term.
Because of these three rules, this inn committed eight money-grabbing murders in one year without being discovered by the officers and soldiers in the county.
Every time he takes action, the target he chooses is a passing merchant or an escort team. These people are all passing through this place and are unfamiliar with the place. No one will notice that these people suddenly disappeared.
Even if someone asked him accidentally, the shopkeeper could deduce that those customers had left early in the morning. After all, they are all businessmen or escorts, indeed they are people who do not live here permanently.
"Goudan, prepare some high-quality intoxicating drugs and add them to the soup. When it gets dark, let the brothers take action..."
"Yes, from the shopkeeper. But..."
Li Goudan suddenly remembered that in addition to the twenty-person escort team, there were two young people living in the upper room on the second floor of his house. What should he do if they were alarmed. So he continued to ask:
"Should we get rid of the two guests on the second floor together to avoid trouble?"
"No need. Of course someone will deal with the guests upstairs..."
…
Then I heard the sound of clappers coming from the street, a few "dong-dong-dong" sounds.
The sound was very slow, the sound of a drum.
Xia Zhichan opened the door of her room and turned around to the upper room on the side. That was Nan Er's room. This guy had slept all day and all night because of his hangover.
Nan Er undressed and fell on the bed. Even though he fell asleep, he still held his long black sheath knife in his hands.
Xia Zhichan did not wake up Nan Er, but came to the square table in the corner, then reached up to her head and took off the golden crown.
Without the golden crown that bound her hair, Xia Zhichan's black hair fell down and hung casually behind her back.
This golden crown was also one of the several magic weapons given to Xia Zhichan by his master when he left Cuelong Mountain.
"What do you want?"
When he turned around, he saw Nan Er looking at the disheveled Xia Zhichan with wide eyes and surprise.
Nan Er's hands subconsciously assumed the posture of holding the knife. The long black sheath knife was ready to be unsheathed at any time.
"monster?"
In the middle of the night, a man suddenly ran into his room with his hair disheveled. What was he planning to do? Nine times out of ten, they are monsters. Even if the other person looks like one's friend, it is very likely that he is a monster in disguise.
"Go away, you are the monster."
Xia Zhichan rolled his eyes helplessly. He used his fingers to throw away a few strands of hair scattered on his temples behind him. There was a hint of chicness in his movement.
"Someone is coming to take your head today..."
"Ah?" Nan Er walked down from the bed with a confused look on his face. He would never have imagined that Mr. Ma, whom he had unintentionally offended in an unknown tavern, would pay a lot of money to hire a killer from the thirteenth floor to assassinate him.
"Leave this thing here to save your life. Someone will come tonight at midnight."
Xia Zhichan pointed to the golden crown on the table. He only said the time and nothing else. A lot of things will happen tonight, but there is no need to explain them all.
"Huh? What about you?"
Nan Er immediately thought of what to do if Xia Zhichan's safety was in danger. After all, although he didn't know the true value of this golden crown, seeing that Xia Zhichan always wore it, it should be at least an important thing.
"Don't worry about me. If everything goes according to my prediction, there should be no need for me to take action."
Xia Zhichan didn't say a word.
Sometimes, plans cannot keep up with changes.
