Chapter 0006 Obtaining the Book
He looked down at his chest.
He was standing right under the moonlight, and could clearly see a wooden stick piercing through his heart from back to front, which was stained black and red by the blood.
The wooden stick retracted suddenly.
As blood spurted out, he turned his head unwillingly and saw Li Chengkong standing in the moonlight holding a stick.
In the moonlight, Li Chengkong's face was pale without a trace of blood, only his eyes, like cold stars, were shining brightly.
He was looking at Li Chengkong, but Li Chengkong was not looking at him and was lost in thought.
Li Chengkong was surprised to find that he was not panicked at all. Killing a person felt like crushing a cockroach.
And I am not as weak as I think.
The body cannot keep up with the speed of thinking, but it is different with internal strength. With the internal strength at ten times the speed, the speed of the Qiankun style has increased by more than four times.
The stab was incredibly fast and silent, and it happened to be when the man in black lost his mind and fell into a rage, so the strike was successful.
These thoughts emerged in a chaotic manner, but in the eyes of outsiders, it was only a moment. He saw the three people slowly turning their heads and quickly adjusted his thinking to a normal level.
"Thank you!" Hu Yunshi said in a deep voice.
Song Minghua clasped his fists towards him.
"Old Li, you are a hidden talent!" Sun Guiwu ignored his torn clothes and came over to look at Li Chengkong.
Li Chengkong smiled and said, "I just got a bargain. It was a coincidence."
"Old Li, you are being hypocritical!" Sun Guiwu waved his hands vigorously: "It's not so easy to get this advantage. You saved the lives of the three of us!"
Li Chengkong said: "You really got a bargain. If you hadn't distracted his attention, I wouldn't have been able to do it."
He said this sincerely. Without them, it wouldn't be easy for him to kill the man in black by himself. Besides, he had neither light work nor body skills, so he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold out for two rounds.
Song Minghua smiled and said, "No need to say polite words, he is not an outsider."
Li Chengkong said: "Old Song is right. If you are more polite, you are treating me as an outsider!"
Sun Guiwu patted Li Chengkong on the shoulder: "Great, great, great!... Hehe, we can have a yard!"
His eyes lit up with excitement.
Although he looks carefree, he is actually the most sensitive. He feels awkward and uncomfortable staying in a room with others, but the situation is stronger than him, so he has to endure it.
So he couldn't wait to accomplish this great deed and receive this reward.
"It was Old Li who killed the man, why are you so happy?" Hu Yunshi said coldly.
Sun Guiwu said, "Who said I can't be happy? Old Li got the yard, and one person can't live in so many rooms. We each have one room, which is perfect! ... Hehe, right, Old Li?"
He smiled at Li Chengkong in a flattering manner.
Li Chengkong said: "This credit does not belong to me alone , but to the four of us."
His target was not the yard, but the treasure.
He was not used to living in the same house with others, especially after his divorce, he was used to living alone, but compared to his treasures, he could tolerate it.
Sun Guiwu said: "Then I will go and greet Chief Qin!"
He rushed out impatiently, wishing he could get a yard and a house of his own tonight.
Li Chengkong stretched out his hand to move the man in black away from his bed. The man in black turned sideways and fell right on Li Chengkong's bed.
He activated his thinking tenfold, and everything around him slowed down.
While trying to catch the man in black, he moved sideways to block their sight, quickly reached into his chest, took out a booklet and stuffed it into his sleeve. Everything happened silently.
At this time, Song Minghua was looking down at the tear on his chest, and Hu Yunshi was leaning over to light the lamp. When they looked over, they saw that he had bent the man in black to the ground, and he was unaware of the entry and exit of the booklet.
At this time, footsteps could be heard.
Under the lights, Qin Tiannan appeared with Sun Guiwu.
After Qin Tiannan came in, he looked at the three people carefully, his eyes fell on the tear in Song Minghua's clothes, and then he looked at Li Chengkong.
Li Chengkong clasped his fists calmly and said, "Chief Qin."
It seemed as if he had forgotten at all the time when Qin Tiannan pulled him by the collar and dragged him into the vegetable field.
Qin Tiannan nodded with a cold face, bent down and pulled off the veil of the man in black, revealing a pale face, young and of ordinary appearance.
"Does Chief Qin recognize this person?" Song Minghua asked.
"Never seen it!" Qin Tiannan checked his wound, then touched it carefully, and looked up at the wooden stick in Li Chengkong's hand.
"Manager Qin, is this the murderer?" Hu Yunshi asked.
"We have to check to find out." Qin Tiannan mentioned the man in black: "Wait for the news, and keep your mouth shut!"
"Understood." Song Minghua and the other two nodded.
Qin Tiannan looked at Li Chengkong again, then turned and left.
Sun Guiwu scratched his cheek and said, "Will he swallow our credit?"
"It's hard to say!" said Hu Yunshi.
Song Minghua smiled and said, "If it were someone else, it might be possible, but for Chief Qin, it won't happen!"
"Although he is fair, he has never encountered such a merit. How can he resist such a big piece of fat meat?" Sun Guiwu said anxiously.
"What can we do about it!" Hu Yunshi snorted coldly: "Who told us to grow vegetables?"
The Dayue Dynasty had two systems, the outer court and the inner court. The outer court was composed of ministers, officials, princes and nobles, while the inner court was composed of eunuchs and palace maids.
The twenty-four yamen of the inner court supervised and suppressed the outer court and had a higher status.
However, no matter how high the status of the Twenty-Four Yamen was, it had nothing to do with the vegetable growing in the Xiaoling Mausoleum. They could never move, which meant they had to grow vegetables for the rest of their lives.
Apart from the Bell and Drum Department and the Firewood Department, their status is the lowest.
"Don't worry, it won't happen." Song Minghua said with a smile: "Go to bed early, you still have to work tomorrow."
Lights go out.
The room was not quiet, and the four people were talking non-stop.
"In addition to a yard, there is also a treasure. Old Li, this treasure belongs to you. This is the rule." Song Minghua said.
"What treasures does Curry have?"
"Who knows? I've never been in there."
"What kind of treasures can our Shrine have? If there are any treasures, it won't be our turn, right?"
"Maybe there are some martial arts secrets."
"If there are any secret manuals of divine skills, they are either isolated or fragmentary. They are not systematic and are useless to practice."
"Those magical skills and secret manuals, once you practice them a little bit, you will benefit endlessly!"
"I may not have any weapons, but I might as well get a piece of armor."
"Forget it. We won't have a chance to use the armor if we stay here. We might as well get something more valuable!"
"Or there is a magic pill."
…
Everyone had a lot of imagination and fell asleep when it was almost dawn.
They slept until dawn, and when the four of them woke up to have breakfast and squatted in a row in the yard, Li Chengkong could clearly feel that he was accepted by the three of them.
Before, the three of them were friendly to me, but that was only on the surface. They did not consider me as one of their own and often kept their words behind my back.
Now it seems that I completely regard myself as my own person and I am more casual.
While they were eating, they listened to people around them talking and asking if anyone had gone missing or been murdered the previous night.
Song Minghua and Hu Yunshi remained silent. Sun Guiwu had a strange look on his face, feeling very uncomfortable. If Hu Yunshi hadn't glared at him from time to time, he would have spoken out long ago.
After breakfast, on the way to the vegetable garden, Li Chengkong took out a thin booklet, quickly flipped through it, imprinted it in his mind with his photographic memory, then tore it into pieces and swallowed it into his stomach.
