Although these common people are innocent and hate this official very much, they have no power and power, so how can they fight against these officials, so they have no choice but to kowtow to express gratitude.
The official was very satisfied with Wang Qizhi's series of operations. If all his men would do things like this, wouldn't it be much more convenient? He was so happy that he was ready to release these poor people on the spot.
When these people were arrested, their chains were marked and they were not locked up with the real prisoners, so the release did not take too long.
After everyone was let out, Wang Qizhi raised his fists at the official and said, "Sir, I won't be staying here for a long time. I want to say goodbye."
The official was still a little reluctant, so he took Wang Qizhi's hand and said, "Brother, why are you leaving in such a hurry? Come and have two more drinks with me."
This time Wang Qizhi did not compromise and declined politely: "Sir, I have been wasting here for too long. I still have important things to do, so I won't accompany you. When I come back next time, I will definitely put it on my table." It’s a banquet, please have a drink, sir.”
The official thought about it and realized that it was right. The man still wanted to do business anyway, so he was not afraid that he would not come, so he let him go.
Before leaving, the official gave Wang Qizhi a "nothing" sign. Although it was the lowest-grade wooden sign, it was engraved with anti-counterfeiting patterns and could not be faked. With this small thing, he could move around the city unimpeded.
After leaving the prison, Wang Qizhi went to the most prosperous inn, first to have something to eat, and second to ask about Burial Sword Mountain.
What surprised Wang Qizhi was that when he mentioned the words "Burial Sword Mountain", everyone was afraid of him. Seeing that he was a foreigner, they told him the reason.
After the Burial Sword Mountain was closed, for some unknown reason, the Prime Minister suddenly ordered that no one should spread the word about this matter, and anyone who disobeyed the order would be executed. Since then, no one has dared to mention this matter.
After Wang Qizhi thanked the man, he sat at the table and drank by himself. This Wei Meng worked really hard for himself and Dragon Vein.
Wang Qizhi still saw a lot of clues. Since Wei Meng sealed the matter so tightly, there should be many masters secretly ambushing the Sword Burial Mountain. If he rushes to the bottom of the mountain like this, he will definitely be caught. He must think of a foolproof strategy. Just fine.
After eating and drinking, Wang Qizhi prepared to leave the city and met the soldier guarding the city again. This time his tone of voice was much gentler.
"The business is settled, are you leaving the city so soon?"
In order to get out of the city smoothly, Wang Qizhi took out some silver again and secretly stuffed it into the soldier's hand, saying: "It's settled. I will come back after a while and treat the brothers to a drink."
After putting away the money, the soldier was so happy that he couldn't help but say, "Brothers, please wait. Don't come."
"sure."
After Wang Qizhi left the city gate for a distance, he crushed the "Nothing" sign, spat in the direction of the city gate, and said angrily: "You bunch of bastards who are causing harm to the people, wait until I come back." When the time comes, your head must fall to the ground.”
He came under a big tree, and in a flash, he came to the top of the tree. There was a huge bird's nest there, and two long swords and baggage were placed inside.
After discovering that the contents of the bird's nest were not lost, Wang Qizhi finally breathed a sigh of relief, took down the contents, and headed towards Burial Sword Mountain.
It was already late at night when he arrived near Burial Sword Mountain. Wang Qizhi looked at the familiar place, his eyes instantly moistened, and he said to himself: "Mom, Master, I'm here to see you.
Without thinking too much, Wang Qizhi flashed and came to the foot of the mountain. The formation that enveloped the entire Sword Burial Mountain was still there. Wang Qizhi struck with a punch, leaving only weak ripples on the transparent formation. He punched a dozen more times, still the same.
Zhu Gongdao seemed to have noticed the fluctuations in the formation, and quickly flew to the top of the mountain, looked at the situation outside, and soon discovered Wang Qizhi's figure. Unfortunately, he could see Wang Qizhi, but Wang Qizhi could not see him.
For those who practice martial arts, the distance between the master and the apprentice is just a stone's throw away, but at the same time it feels like they are thousands of miles apart.
Looking at Wang Qizhi who was already kneeling on the ground, Zhu Gongdao was both surprised and worried.
Surprisingly, the fact that this kid can survive until now means that his injuries have healed. And judging from the ripples he made, Zhu Gongdao can tell that this kid has reached the lower heaven. He has reached such a state at such a young age. It seems that he has hope of getting out in this life.
The worry is that now the black gold organization has laid a dragnet here, waiting for Wang Qi to take the bait. How could this kid be so brainless and do such an impulsive thing?
Zhu Gongdao anxiously said to himself: "Abandon it and leave quickly. If you are caught, everything will be over and your time as a teacher will be in vain."
In the past few years, only Zhu Gongdao was left in the entire Sword Burial Mountain. He killed all the people in the Jianghu who had not had time to escape. These bastards were willing to be Wei Meng's lackeys and did countless things that were harmful to nature and death. You deserve it.
There are many wild animals in the mountains, and Zhu Gongdao has reclaimed a lot of wasteland and harvested a lot of food, fruits and vegetables. There is no shortage of food and drink, but the most difficult thing in the world is loneliness. It was fine before, boring At that time, he could go out to the Burial Sword Cave and tease the disciples secretly, but now there is no one there, and he is almost going crazy, and everyone is going crazy.
After Wang Qizhi kowtowed on the ground a few times, he suddenly stood up and said loudly: "Since we are here, why hide? Are all your black gold organizations so virtuous?"
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of figures suddenly flew out from all around. Most of them were wearing night clothes. Only three of them were wearing ordinary clothes, one woman and two men. Two of them were Liu Piaoye and Jian Shisan. The remaining person is a fat middle-aged man. He is also one of the captains of the Black Gold Organization. He is ranked ninth and is a master of the lower world. He does not know his real name. He only knows that his nickname is Han Fat Pig.
The rest of the black and gold men wearing night clothes are all little shrimps, and their martial arts skills mostly range from the upper moon position to the upper sun position. If Wang Qizhi saw so many of their masters before, he would run away, but today is different from the past, and he will never do it again. Take them into consideration.
Han Feizhu touched Liu Piaoye's butt and teased: "Piaoye, if we really catch this kid, will you still do what you promised us?"
Liu Piaoye touched the fat pig's fat cheek and said with a charming face: "It's a number, why not a number, but we have agreed in advance that this kid must let me enjoy it first before it is your turn."
