Chapter 96

"Hall Master Li, your suggestion is very useful to me."

Liu Tong was in a very good mood.

Most of the depression in his chest dissipated.

He drank a few more cups, and being rarely drunk, he insisted on dragging Li Rui to send the three of them to the door.

He knew that his bone structure was considered top-notch in Qinghe, but when he arrived at the Huaqing Sect.

He was nothing.

Wanting to get ahead was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

When drinking before, he would pour out his bitterness to close people, and they would all say some nutritionless comforting words like "Your bone structure is excellent, you will definitely be outstanding when you go to the Huaqing Sect."

Only Liu Tong knew the real situation.

But Li Rui's suggestion was different; it had great practical value.

In the past, in order to mix into circles, he often lingered in brothels, using wine and sex to make friends with people at higher levels.

Since he could sleep with others, others could naturally sleep with him.

Anyway, what he was doing was no different from before, and he could still obtain resources.

"You're happy, I'm happy, win-win."

Walking on the road back to Hun Tian Yi Hall.

Zhou Shulin gathered his courage and asked: "Boss Li, can it only be done that way?"

Li Rui glanced at Zhou Shulin.

"Everyone has their own path; Liu Tong's path... is not suitable for you."

"Oh."

Zhou Shulin smiled happily and asked with a licking face: "Boss, then which path do you think I should take?"

Li Rui hadn't answered yet.

Liang He curled his lips: "Why, you want to learn from Liu Tong?"

Zhou Shulin smiled awkwardly.

Hearing that some women played extremely wildly and liked wolf-tooth clubs, he suddenly felt that watching the building at Hun Tian Yi Hall for a lifetime was actually quite good.

Outside the city, in the forest.

"Lord Gongyang, when will the Old Mother come to guide me?"

Ceng Jiang looked at Gongyang Han.

During this period, he had provided Gongyang Han with a lot of information, and once he was almost discovered by someone.

But after working for a long time, he didn't even see the face of the Ten Thousand Ghost Old Mother.

"Could it be that this Gongyang is lying to me, and the Ten Thousand Ghost Old Mother died long ago!"

Ceng Jiang thought to himself.

Gongyang Han's pale face had a half-smile: "The Old Mother has returned, but the things she wants have not yet been found; this is because you and I have not done our work well; when they are found, she will naturally guide you."

Ceng Jiang's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling helpless in his heart.

From Gongyang Han's expression, he couldn't tell if he was lying at all.

He sighed:

"But Jiang Linxian is in the city."

Gongyang Han sneered: "Jiang Linxian is not an immortal, and we are not dealing with Jiang Linxian; just wait a few more days until Jiang Linxian leaves."

Ceng Jiang wanted to say more.

But he was interrupted by Gongyang Han, who scolded impatiently: "Do your job well; the Old Mother has her own arrangements for the rest!"

After speaking, Gongyang Han turned and left.

Ceng Jiang's face was gloomy; he didn't return to Qinghe City but walked onto the official road.

A carriage had already stopped not far away, and he stepped onto the carriage in one step.

He said to the coachman outside the carriage: "Go."

The coachman gave a light shout, and the carriage creaked and moved.

Looking at the direction, it was clearly leaving the city.

"Damn Guiming Sect."

Five years ago.

He was just a Deputy Incense Master of the Xuehu Gang; according to the original steps, he wanted to sit in the position of Incense Master, which would take at least ten years, so he sought out the Guiming Sect.

Relying on the evil arts of the Guiming Sect, his strength advanced by leaps and bounds.

Then the previous Incense Master died.

He logically sat in the position of Incense Master of the Qinghe Branch of the Xuehu Gang.

He did not regret joining the Guiming Sect.

Wanting to get ahead, who doesn't go crazy?

From then on, the Guiming Sect had been providing help in secret; on the surface, he was a glorious Xuehu Gang Incense Master, but in secret, he had been providing information to the Guiming Sect, helping the Guiming Sect do things that were inconvenient for them to do.

Over the past five years, everything had gone very smoothly.

His status in the Qinghe Branch was becoming more and more stable, and even some things that were inconvenient for the Xuehu Gang to do, the Guiming Sect could help him handle, and his achievements were becoming more and more numerous.

Several Deputy Gang Leaders looked at him with favor, and the situation was excellent.

But the only problem is—

These people in the Guiming Sect actually have brain damage and want to rebel!

Rebel?

Previous dynasty?

The previous dynasty had been dead for thousands of years; the Guiming Sect had developed to this day and was already a broken ship rotten to the bone, which would capsize at any time.

And what about the Great Yu?

In its prime!

Hiding in the mountains to be a thief, of course, one can live comfortably, but if one insists on showing their head, there is only a dead end.

Once they rebel, they are going against the imperial court.

At that time, what they would face would not be the Tiandi Alliance or the Huaqing Sect, but the army, the Annan Army!

Ordinary people are nothing in front of the army.

Unless one is willing to follow the Guiming Sect to live a life of displacement, chased by the Great Yu government like a dog, otherwise there is only one path: running away is the best policy.

Master Zeng would not accompany these lunatics of the Guiming Sect to die together.

He had already made full preparations in secret.

The carriage was heading to the canal wharf; once on the boat, he would head straight to Qingzhou, and by the time the Guiming Sect reacted, he would be thousands of miles away.

Out of reach.

Qingzhou is the hinterland of the Central Plains; no matter how capable the Guiming Sect is, they can do nothing.

For so many years, he had been secretly transferring a batch of wealth to Qingzhou every year, and he had also bought a residence there in someone else's name, and a new identity had long been prepared.

From now on, there would be no more Ceng Jiang in the world.

"It's just a pity that I still didn't get the Evil God Law."

Ceng Jiang sighed.

Originally, he wanted to coax the Ten Thousand Ghost Old Mother to be happy and leave after getting the Evil God Law, but there was no chance.

Jiang Linxian coming to Qinghe was his only chance to escape.

Did he really think the Guiming Sect would let him leave so easily?

Wanting to leave.

He had to create enough trouble for the Guiming Sect so that the people of the Guiming Sect couldn't get away; by the time he reached Qingzhou, everything would have nothing to do with him.

"The letter should be delivered to the county government office soon."

For Master Zeng to be happy, he could only make the Guiming Sect suffer a bit more.

At dusk.

County government office.

County Magistrate Zhang walked into the side courtyard with hurried steps; this was the place where the county government specially received distinguished guests, and now people from the Huaqing Sect were living there.

"Elder Jiang, this is a letter someone just sent."

He handed the note to Jiang Linxian.

Jiang Linxian looked at the dense small characters on the note and the several marked locations, his brows raised.

"Where is the person who delivered the letter?"

County Magistrate Zhang was a bit embarrassed: "Dead."

"Dead?"

"I have already checked; it was just a beggar with no home and no family; after delivering the letter, he ran into the alley and took poison to commit suicide."

A headless case.

Jiang Linxian's eyes narrowed slightly.

Originally, he was struggling to search the mountains for the true stronghold of the Guiming Sect; he didn't expect that there would be a traitor in the Guiming Sect who would shake out the bottom of the Guiming Sect with one letter.

"That's quite interesting."

That person acted secretly, and all the clues were cut off.

County Magistrate Zhang frowned: "Lord Jiang, what should we do next? What if this letter is fake and the other party is luring the tiger away from the mountain?"

Jiang Linxian laughed lightly:

"Whether it's true or false, won't we know after going there? You go to the Tiandi Alliance and the Xuehu Gang and let them bring some good hands; remember, be secretive."

(End of chapter)