Chapter 84 Far Away

A big shot comparable to the East City police chief?

Many boatmen were grumbling in their hearts.

But Uncle Liu did not retreat, so they did not retreat either.

However, Uncle Liu laughed at this time: "Hahaha, I thought it was something else, Zhang Caitou, Zhang Caitou, you should change your name to Zhang Zhutou!"

"Use your brain to think about it. That big shot drove you to ask us what happy event we have. Can it be an ordinary thing? Besides, for a gang like us, what is considered a happy event?" Uncle Liu asked back in a stern tone.

In fact, there is no need to ask back, both sides know it.

If a big shot wants to attack the Paibo Gang, there is no need for these means. Just casually order that the Paibo Gang should not think of getting any work in the city in the future.

Without work, they can only starve to death.

But now, he ordered Zhang Caitou to come and talk, deliberately making things like this, and then mentioned the happy event...

It is obvious that the other party wants Zhang Caitou to remind him, and at the same time does not want to make things bigger.

"Okay, don't bluff me. I don't care about your Pai Bo Gang's affairs. I'm just a pawn. Everyone knows that everyone serves their own master. Anyway, let me put it here. If you don't tell the truth about your Pai Bo Gang's happy events, something might happen tonight!" Zhang Caitou glared with a ferocious look!

"I want to know what's going to happen."

At this time, everyone heard the voice of a young man.

Li Qi, holding a saber wrapped in cloth and a willow branch around his waist, came out.

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In the distance, on a pleasure boat on the Lishui River.

Strangely, there were no women on it. Although there was wine and meat on the table, there was no smell of powder. There were only some men in neat and tidy clothes, holding long swords hanging from their waists, gathering here in groups of three or two, drinking and eating meat.

It looked like an ordinary banquet, and there was not even a dancer to cheer.

The two young men drank while sitting on the side of the boat, looking at the river bank not far away.

"Look, there should be a quarrel over there. I don't know if Elder Bao's calculation is correct. Is there really unowned gold energy in this place?" A young man said with some doubt.

"This place? This is Lizhou City. Although the East City Wharf is poor, there may be hidden dragons and crouching tigers. How dare you look down on a place like Zhoucheng?" Another young man said with a smile.

"It's not that I'm arrogant, but Elder Bao is a congenital master. Can what he said be false?" said his companion.

The young man was still a little worried: "It's true that Elder Bao is a congenital master, but I heard that congenital masters only refine the five internal organs, not the brain. Can't they make mistakes?"

"Even if he made a mistake, it's not something you and I can say. Don't you know his ability to find gold rats? We came out with a lot of money, isn't it because of this?" The companion laughed at him for worrying too much.

"That's why I'm worried. If you walk along the river, you'll get your feet wet. Most of the treasures in this state city have owners. Now that a magic weapon has suddenly appeared, I always feel a little uneasy." The young man was worried.

"Don't worry, come, have a drink. Even if something happens, Elder Bao will be there to help. What are you and I worried about? It's just a pity that the sect rules stipulate that you are not allowed to approach women when you go out, otherwise..."

The two young men clinked their glasses again, drank, and chatted.

And downstairs, on the third floor of the painting boat, in the big private room, a bald middle-aged man was controlling a small golden-haired mouse, pinching his fingers and chanting.

The golden-haired mouse made a squeaking sound after gnawing a piece of gold cake.

The middle-aged bald man held the golden-haired mouse and tasted it carefully.

"The golden air is self-sounding, and there is rootless water, so it can leak the golden air..." He felt the feedback of the golden-haired mouse and said to himself.

"It's almost there... The ownerless golden energy is nearby, and it is still wrapped with evil spirits. Moreover, the golden energy is ownerless, which obviously means that the owner is dead. It should be washed down by the water after death, and picked up by the boatmen here? Let's test it first. If it is really ownerless, then we can just take action directly." He said to himself.

Although the Golden Rat showed that there was rootless water, the boatmen were also rootless water, so it is still possible that they just picked up the sharp weapon.

An ownerless sharp weapon that can make the Golden Rat react is really a pie in the sky. It may be a divine weapon of the highest grade!

Thinking of this, he glanced at the disciples below.

Ha, a group of mortals.

These are all disciples of Boshan School.

Boshan School is a martial arts school that practices a set of martial arts skills, but as most mortals know, they don't even know the true face of this world.

The grades recorded in their martial arts are to train strength, skin, bones, and then from the outside to the inside, start to train the internal organs.

When the five internal organs are trained together, they can directly enter the ranks of innate warriors.

All disciples regard innate warriors as the highest goal, believing that they are the world's top masters.

However, the bald middle-aged man smiled mockingly.

The countryside.

The so-called innate in their mouths is just the entry level of martial arts.

The ninth grade is indeed considered a master, but it is far from the "world's top".

But it is also normal. How can these mortals compare with people like him who have truly inherited the immortal family?

His skills are the real skills of the immortals. When practiced to the extreme, he can directly enter the seventh rank and become a fairy who can fly into the sky and hide in the ground. He is many times stronger than those who have the lifelong goal of being a "congenital warrior".

Even now, he is a ninth-rank master comparable to a "congenital warrior". If he uses magic, he is stronger than the head of the Boshan School.

However, he still needs to rely on the Boshan School to earn some vulgar things, so he has to go around these ordinary people twice.

Just like now.

The ninth-rank magic weapon is worth more than a hundred gold, and it is difficult to buy it with money in the ordinary world. Generally, there will be a lot of premium.

Perhaps the weapons of the fallen soldiers during the war between Tang and Song countries were lost here.

If it is a weapon from Tang... then it is impossible to say that the owner must have been a captain or a flag officer in his lifetime.

Although this is a small official, there are only a few hundred in the Tang army.

It is said that every flag officer is a master of the rank! Each of these people will be equipped with a weapon and armor of the same grade as their own.

This shows how rich the Tang Dynasty is.

Feeling this, Elder Bao of the Boshan Sect once again cast his eyes to the distance.

If there is no movement over there, he will be ready to take action.

But a bunch of mud-legged boatmen dare to hide the ninth-grade sharp weapon?

It's simply courting death!