The next morning, Master Liu, who was haggard, opened the door.

He still had a white filial piety belt on his head and no longer had divine light in his eyes.

He had just lost his daughter, his family was destroyed, and he suffered a lot in the county jail. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was like that.

This Liu Fuzi, who has been square all his life, may not be able to live long.

However, as soon as Mr. Liu opened the door, he saw two bags in front of his house. Blood was still oozing under the bag, which looked very terrifying.

In front of the bag, there was a piece of paper pressing down, which was mostly soaked in blood.

There are only four distorted words written, like a dog climbing.

"Give you justice"

Mr. Liu suddenly widened his eyes. He pounced on the ground and opened the package tremblingly, seeing Chen Yichou's blood-stained head.

His eyes were wide open and his eyes were filled with horror.

In the package on the other side, there was the head of the puppy thief who killed Xiaolian and defiled Xiaolian's innocent life.

My eyes were scratched by sharp weapons and I lost my eyes.

This is enough to scare any normal person.

But the old master was not afraid, but instead grabbed his head and stained his robes without caring about the blood. The Fang Zheng Master laughed to the sky and was very crazy.

After laughing, I was already full of tears.

He staggered out of the yard, held his head, and staggered all the way out of the village, without caring about the screams and guidance of the people around him, and fell a few times.

He knelt in front of the grave of his daughter and son-in-law, like mourning the dead, respectfully placing the two heads in front of the tombstone.

The master touched the tombstone and said a few words with a gentle face.

Then there was no movement.

After a long time, a brave villager came forward to check and found that Mr. Liu was already dying in front of the grave.

Fortunately, before dying, I finally saw with my own eyes that the great revenge was repaid.

After entering the underworld, there is justice and no resentment.

You can be a good person again in the next life.

Nearly fifty miles away from this village, on the banks of Weishan Lake and on the edge of the boat, Shen Qiu was washing clothes and washing away the blood.

He left Suzhou in a hurry and only had this good dress on his body.

In the cabin, after Ai Dacha woke up, he stretched and asked:

"Can the evil be punished?"

"Chen Yichou, Chen Zheng and his son have all been executed!"

Shen Qiu answered without looking back.

"How many were killed?"

“Twenty-seven.”

Shen Qiu answered casually, and the result made the Demon Lord very unhappy. He said with a cold face:

"There are 54 disciples in the Tibetan sword sect, why don't they kill them all? And where is the head? I didn't see it."

"The head of man returns to the victim, and he is fair."

Shen Qiu hung the washed clothes on the hued boat, he said:

"As for killing everything, it's not what I want, just like that. OK?"

"Hmph, the kindness of a woman! When the Jade Emperor Palace seeks you for revenge, you will know that you are in trouble."

The Demon Lord sneered, but now that things have come to this point, he no longer has any worries, waved his hand to Shen Qiu, and said:

"Come in, I'll teach you."

Shen Qiu followed Ai Dacha into the cabin.

Before the Demon Lord began to teach Shen Qiu "Kongshu clever hands", he suddenly said:

"You guy, you are very stable, but you are a good material for killers. As for me, the right and evil things I heard about in Yinlou are not just Chen Yichou."

Ai Dacha blinked his eyes and said to Shen Qiu:

"It's better to do this. You might as well go to Weifang a few more times, kill more decent evil people, and find some moderate materials for me, okay?"

"No interest, no time."

Chen Qiu sat cross-legged in the cabin and said casually:

“And there is no obligation.

Others are fair and have to ask for it yourself! I can help one, can I still help the world?"

"Every time you kill one, I will give you some advice."

Qingyang Demon Lord stroked his chin and said:

"This skillful mantra has more than a dozen changes, from manipulating objects to manipulating multiple puppets. If no one is instructed, you will be very slow to learn."

"This presidency of justice is the morality of our people in the martial arts world!"

Chen Qiu's face turned right and said loudly:

"I'm not greedy for your advice, but since I said that last night, I'll do it so that you, Ai Dacha, will underestimate me.

Tell me, who will kill next!"

"Hmph, hypocritical!"

Ai Dacha sneered and threw Chen Qiu a booklet, he said:

"The book is full of clowns like Chen Yi's ugly jumping, but they were obtained from Yinlou. If you kill them one by one, you will never be wronged.

But I want to remind you, Chen Qiu. These are all "people in the right way". If you kill too much, you will have more trouble.

You think about it yourself, this Demon Lord will never force you."

Chen Qiu looked at the booklet in his hand. There were at least twenty people on it. This was the land of Qilu alone. There were so many bastards like Chen Yicang?

He also understood very well what Ai Dacha mentioned about "trouble".

Behind these small sects are the shadow of large sects, and it doesn’t matter if you kill one or two.

But if they were killed, they would definitely anger those real sects, and they would even be exterminated by those guys who control the opinions of the world.

"In addition to Gongshu's skillful hands, are you willing to teach me more?"

Chen Qiu asked with his head raised.

Ai Dacha shrugged, he said:

"You can't learn my kung fu if you want to teach you. You are not talented and have insufficient understanding. The Mohist kung fu is all about this. If you don't have enough understanding, it will be difficult to learn."

"this..."

Chen Qiu shook the booklet in his hand, stroked his fingers, and made a universal posture in the universe. He said:

"It's hard for me to help you with just such a small reward."

"If you don't want to do it, just pull it down!"

Ai Dachai snorted, and he said:

"Don't think it was something I asked you to do. As my identity, with a wave of the seven sects of the Demon Sect, there were a large number of young talents crying and shouting to do things for me.

Everyone is still cruel and ruthless, and you will never be able to keep your word when doing things. You are a good person!"

"Okay OK."

Chen Qiu stopped talking, he put away the booklet and said to Ai Dacha:

"Let me think about it for two days."

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A small boat on Weishan Lake here slowly walked towards the hinterland of Qilu.

On the land between Weifang and Linyi, there is also a group of people rushing to the road.

On the horse, Xiao Tieqi followed the two senior leaders of Shifeizhai, Qian Guaizi and Lang Mutou, and advanced towards Shifeizhai, Qinglong Mountain.

Mountain ghost, Qingqing and the young master Huaqing who came from unknown origin followed him.

Behind the team was a carriage, and the monk was reciting scriptures in the carriage, and more than a dozen ingenious Heluo helped boxers protect the carriage.

There are quite a lot of people in this group, all riding horses and catching the flags of right and wrong villages.

With the strong soldiers and horses, I passed several small villages along the way, but no bandits were robbed. Even those small villages would bring wine and meat to show their obedience.

This shows that the reputation of the Yifeizhai in this area is shown.

After two days of travel, Xiao Tie also saw with his own eyes that the heroes of the right and wrong village acted very well, did not disturb the people, and would also give money if they exchanged dry food. The villagers nearby were not afraid of the right and wrong village people.
To be continued...