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Chapter Eighteen(1/2)

"Dangdangdangdang..."

In the cold night of the night, the loud ringing of the Jingyang Bell came from the palace city.

When the Jingyang Bell rings, it means something big has happened in the palace.

The ministers who lived near the palace woke up and looked at the palace in confusion.

In Madam Guo's Courtyard, which is a little far away from the imperial palace, Qin Yuan, who has an amazing ear, got off Madam Guo's bed, walked to the door, and looked towards the palace.

The Queen Mother passed away.

Troubles are about to begin.

Qin Yuan frowned.

Where should I go next?

Well, someone came in.

Qin Yuan immediately stepped out of the way.

A light figure looks like a feather falling in the yard. Watch around.

Show a confident expression.

His Qing Gong has reached its peak, and even the great master may not be able to discover it.

A mere lady's house must be easy to capture.

He didn't realize that his ankle accidentally touched a thread as thick as a spider's thread.

Then another one.

By the time he found out, his legs were already numb.

"poisoned"

He wasn't panicked at all.

In all these years, he has never seen anything like this.

Just then, countless ox-hair needles flew in like rain.

The figure immediately rolled out.

Then I smelled a faint aroma.

not good.

The figure quickly held his breath.

Qin Yuan, who was hiding inside, thought to himself, "Fool, this is the Lost Soul Wind 7.0 I developed."

As long as you suck a little bit, you have to pour it out.

Bang, the figure fell to the ground.

"Let... let me go, all the banknotes on my body will be... yours."

Intermittent sound transmissions fell into Qin Yuan's ears.

Qin Yuan carried a bag of homemade Burmese Pear Blossom Needle concealed weapon, walked up to him, and fired at the figure for more than twenty minutes before stopping.

"Stupid, even if I beat you to death, it's mine!"

I found a thin wooden stick and fiddled with the other person's clothes, and a book came out.

It says, "As long as you want to ascend to the immortal steps."

Open it and look at it casually.

Soon, Qin Yuan was surprised.

It is actually a peerless light skill.

pity.

Qin Yuan shook his head.

He no longer needs peerless lightness skills.

Also, a diary.

Sure enough, he is not a serious person.

"On February 15th, robbed Jicheng Commercial Bank, obtained thirty-seven thousand taels of silver, and killed twelve people."

"On March 13th, we robbed Huacheng Silk and Satin Store, got 5,800 taels of silver, and killed six people."

"On the eighth day of the fifth lunar month, I came across a piece of gold paper from Daidao Temple. There was a martial art on it called Tao Jing. I only read the beginning of it and I felt dizzy and vomited. It's disgusting."

"On May 19th, I robbed Lao Fengxiang, got 60,000 taels of silver, 300 taels of gold, and killed seven people."

"Hahahaha, Li Sanbei, the pot swallow, I enjoy the benefits, Li Shengwu"

It turns out that Yanzi Li San, who has caused a lot of commotion in Qingzhou recently, is fake.

There was a big thief in Qingzhou named Yanzi Li San.

Qin Yuan heard people talk about it a lot recently when he was listening to music in Goulan.

Wait a minute, banknote.

Qin Yuan searched for it and found it among the layers of Li Shengwu's clothes.

Take it out and count it, there are more than 200,000 taels.

Still got it quickly.

Hey, what is this?

Qin Yuan found a piece of golden paper in the middle of the banknote, as thin as cicada wings, but full of toughness.

Could this be the "Tao Jing" mentioned in Li Shengwu's diary?

Why are there no words?

Qin Yuan tried to input a trace of internal energy into it.

It's like a mud cow drowning in the sea.

interesting.

Qin Yuan directly activated his internal power to the maximum.

The gold paper immediately lit up. There were hundreds of golden characters on it, and at the top were the two characters "Tao Jing".

Is this a Taoist practice?

"The way of heaven is like an open bow! Those who are high suppress it, those who are low lift it up, those who have more will lose it, and those who have less will take care of it..."

Qin Yuan seemed to see an old man riding an ox away.

Lao Tzu.

Qin Yuan tried to practice the beginning with excitement and vigilance.

There was no dizziness or nausea mentioned by Li Shengwu.

Qin Yuan thought for a moment and understood that practicing Taoism requires sufficient foundation. Li Shengwu was dizzy because his internal strength was so poor.

This is not a place for cultivation. Qin Yuan checked it again and made sure it was not poisonous before putting it away.

As for the corpse.

The garden is a good place to bury a body.

Not long after, Qin Yuan walked out of the garden.

With so much fertilizer, the flowers will bloom especially beautifully next year.

It was early the next morning.

Zuo Shiyuan.

"What? His Majesty passed away."

Qin Yuan looked at Lu Yunfei in surprise as he ate meat buns and his mouth was full of oil.

Didn’t they always say that the Queen Mother was seriously ill?

"The news from the palace is indeed His Majesty."

Lu Yunfei also had an unexpected expression.

This is so unscientific... Qin Yuan's mind was spinning for a while.

I came up with a possibility that the Queen Mother took action.

First of all, the Queen Mother has a criminal record and has already killed three children. Killing one more is not too much.

Secondly, Qin Yuan hasn't thought of it yet.

"You are miserable"
To be continued...
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